Who am I? It's a question I ask myself a lot. I'm Giorno Giovanna, current capo of the Passione, successor to Bruno Bucciarati, my mom. No, it's not weird, shut up. I am, part of the Bucciarati-Abbacchio family, along with Bruno's husband Leone Abbacchio, their son Narancia Bucciarati-Abbacchio, Mista Guido who's technically an adult with the mentality of a 2-year-old, their daughter Trish Bucciarati-Abbacchio, and Pannacotta Fugo. Fugo, Mista, and I weren't adopted, Mista since he was technically an adult, and Fugo and I since Narancia really wanted to be adopted by them. I'll get to why that matters later. They still all raise us the same, we all refer to them as our parents. That's two things I am, at least I believe I am and I haven't been told otherwise. The last thing I am....is up for debate. Apparently, I am a part of one more family. The Joestars, connected to them through DIO. It's a very long story. Summed up by DIO's body belongs to the ACTUAL Joestar, Jonathan. Using Jonathan's titties, DIO charmed my mom and that was all she wrote. So I am a Joestar...but I'm not supposed to be. It's very weird, but either way...I don't feel like a Joestar. Jonathan didn't want me and certainly didn't consent to my creation. I'm sure he's seething in heaven at my very creation. Yes, I was accepted by the other Joestars, especially Josuke and Jolyne, but...am I truly a Joestar?

      His thoughts got cut off by music scratching as Narancia flexed on his DJ mixer. He begged Bruno so long to let him get one and as a surprise for doing so amazing in school and on missions, Bruno bought one. He uses it nonstop and has actually gotten very good. Right now we're having a nice party to unite all the Joestars and their respective families. Josuke, his mother, and his two boyfriends. Jolyne, Jotaro, Kakyoin, and the other crusaders. Joseph and his boyfriend Caesar (revived through the power of plot armor, deal with it.) And then Giogio and his wonderful family. He should feel so happy, so warm. Surrounded by an actual family. One he dreamed about! So why the fuck...did he feel more alone than ever... He's never felt so isolated. To those around him, he's happy just bad at socializing, to those that know him, he's miserable. He's been so wrapped up in his thoughts that he missed every single one of his family give him a worried look.

     Abbacchio over his wine glass that he was having with Polnareff. Trish from over the fashion magazine she was checking out with Kakyoin. Fugo and Mista from the snack table with Okuyasu. Narancia from by his turntables before he shared a look with Bruno, who nodded to him and also shot Giorno a worried look from where he was talking with Joseph and Jotaro. Giorno remained oblivious to all of this and even didn't notice Bruno pull the two men aside to talk with them. Even Josuke caught on that something was wrong and looked at Narancia worried. The poor Jojo could only frown, seeing the helpless worried look on the young man's face. Suddenly everyone froze, like their blood all simultaneously turned to ice as they all snap their gazes to Giorno. A broken glass at his feet.

     He was curved back in arch tugging at his hair and clawing at his chest. He was wheezing in pain and struggling to gulp down air. Tears trailed down his face as darkness clouded his vision. He heard voices, but not a single word. The last thing he saw was Bruno's fear-filled face and then he went limp. He felt hot...so hot. Why was he hot? He felt dirt under him...wait wasn't he just inside? He peeled his heavy eyes open and looked around. He heard a sultry smooth voice. It had a British lilt to it, but was filled with playful mockery, "Nice of you to join me, Giorno Giovanna." Looking behind him he saw a buff blond man....holy hell he was a raging homo. He had slick back hair, gold accessories, a yellow headband, a high neck black sleeveless bodysuit, ugly orangish-yellow crotchless pants, and oh my gosh just everything about this man screamed, "FUCKING. FRUIT." His eyes burned staring at this dude's...."outfit." He swears he meant to keep it in his head, but it tumbled out, "Why do you look like a 90% discount stripper.....?" The man stared at him in silent shock and slight offense, "Wow I wasn't even half price." He simply laughed and gazed fondly at the boy, "I see some of myself in you and you're quite powerful, especially so young." Now Giorno was a bit disturbed, 'Do I know this weirdo?'

     Noticing the confusion gracing his young features DIO chuckled. "My apologies, I haven't properly introduced myself~ I AM DIO BRANDO! YOUR BIOLOGICAL PARENT!" Shocked graced his face then doubt, "Bullshit, DIO died years ago." A smirk graced the man's face, "Welcome to hell Giorno." Horror struck his face as he jumped to his feet and looked around...'Well, that explained the heat...' He looked at this man in a flash of emotions; fear, rage, disgust, and worst of all insecurity. "I must say, you're quite disappointing." Well, that hurt. "Someone with your abilities, your power, your lineage! WASTING IT taking out puny crimes in Italy! An insignificant country! You could have countries kneeling at your feet. SO much more power than you do now. You think small Giorno." Every word fed into the pain, he was feeling already. "You're no Brando, let alone a fucking JOESTAR." He wanted to cry in defeat, but he refused to show this asshole his pain. He didn't deserve it. "Ever since you met that pathetic family you became SOFT, WEAK, AND PATHETIC. They've made you complacent. The other Joestars feeding into your weak kindness, pitying you simply for the star on your shoulder. But you still have potential Giorno." Giorno looked down anxiously, swayed by his words. "Once you tap into your true unrelenting power, your ruthlessness. Nothing can hold your back~ let me guide you, my boy. After all~ I made you. Jonathan would've dismissed you, but I'm here to support you." Giorno finally looked at him and shakily reached out his hand.

     "GIORNO!" He was shocked back by a familiar voice. "Bruno....?" DIO growled annoyed, "Giorno focus on me!" He gazed at him but couldn't help yearning for Bruno's voice. It was a source of comfort for him, "Can you hear me, Giorno? We're here. We're all here waiting for you. Please come back to us, Giogio!" Jotaro picked up next, "Don't listen to DIO, he's hurt and manipulated every person he's ever charmed. He's left so many people in his wake. That monster is cold, calculating, and ruthless." Kakyoin joined in his voice cracking and broken, "He ruins people....takes advantage of them, I'd know. Don't be fooled like I was! You're stronger than I was, Giorno! He knows how to truly break people...scar them even if not physically." Fugo and a sobbing Narancia picked up, "Giorno we're scared for you, please come home. I swear I'll beat your ASS if you do something stupid!" "Fiore please....please come back to us. I have so much music to listen to with you. We have so many plants to grow and dates to have....please Giorno, come back to us!!!" Josuke immediately growled at him, "Giorno I swear if you don't get the hell back here, I'll rearrange your face WITHOUT CRAZY DIAMOND! You're family! OUR FAMILY! We love you! We treasure you! You're my best friend and prank partner with your awesome mix master boyfriend! We have so much more to do and so much love to drown you in! COME HOME!" Jolyne's crying voice tuned in, "Please come back Giogio...I miss you. I'm scared for you. I love you! I love making flower crowns with you! And playing with animals! And chasing Josuke with turtles..." "HEY" "Who will do that with me if you're gone....? Please come back!"

     Joseph's voice poked in, filled with surprising passion(e), "I know how you're feeling. Alone. Unwanted. Unneeded and lonely. You feel like you're not one of us, but you are more than you realize. And I don't care how long it takes, but we will drill in the knowledge that you're a Joestar in, so deep you'll mumble it in your sleep. You're a Joestar! YOU ARE AND ALWAYS WILL BE A JOESTAR! NO ONE WOULD EVER DENY THIS! WE LOVE YOU, GIORNO GIOVANNA!" The next voice shook him to the core, "Giorno...I know we had a shaky start and that I was struggling with this whole parenting thing. I am the worst with emotions and somehow worse at people. But I know you Giogio, I know my kids. I saw your pain, your fear. I saw how much you were hurting. And I'm sorry I can't cure it. It's something that will take time to heal. But we can one day at a time. I'm sorry how I was before when we met, but I'm so happy at how we are now. But we can't grow more if you don't come home, Giorno." Abbacchio left Giorno in tears with a huge smile and the final voice finalized his decision. "Giorno sweetie. We're all waiting...I know how hard it is to feel different. Ostracized. Unwanted. Alone. And just conflicted. But I promise you, you're loved by every single person here. Every single Jojo. Every single Joestar. Every person in this room. You have a big heart, a lot of love to give, and even more to receive. Come home, Giorno. We're all waiting for you. Your family is waiting."

     DIO scoffed and laughed at their words, "Well isn't that shit so sweet. Did they think that would work? Those weaklings are quite desperate~!" However, a quick glance at Giorno's face swiftly proved him wrong. Smacking DIO away from him he whirled on him, golden aura and all. "Stop talking shit about my fucking family! My name is Giorno Giovanna. I AM IN THE BUCCIARATI-ABBACCHIO FAMILY, SON OF BRUNO BUCCIARATI AND LEONE ABBACCHIO! CAPO OF THE PASSIONE! PROTECTOR OF ITALY AND I AM A MOTHERFUCKING JOESTAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!" DIO finally realized he crossed a serious line and their words had a bigger impact than he thought. "G-Giorno, calm down, I am your father! Not them!" He laughed mockingly at DIO, "No you created me, using a body that doesn't belong to you! I AM THE SON OF JONATHAN! MY FATHER IS LEONE ABBACCHIO! NOT YOU! Whether or not Jonathan would ever accept me? I don't know...But I do know that I will live as if he DID! As. If. He. Fucking. Does." DIO growled seeing his plan crumble before his very eyes. "NO! YOU DAMN UNGRATEFUL BRAT!" He grabbed Giorno by his collar, but it was swiftly twisted back. It was then that he saw it, the spirit of not just Giorno, but a pretty man with a strange haircut and a zipper theme, a hot goth man with serious tit power and incredible bottom energy, and...Jonathan...... His eyes widen as he stared at Jonathan. "I-Impossible..." Giorno scoffed, "You closed your heart off years ago and chose to live life alone. Using people only as playthings and pawns. Merely tossed away when they served their use. So you will be damned to live alone. The next time we meet, I'll demand an apology. But for now, I only have one thing to say to you." All four of them took a fighting stance and glared at DIO, together shouting, "MUDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Using the power of his parents and his newfound confidence and inner strength, he beat the ever-loving shit out of DIO until he simply laid there unmoving.

     A smile finally graced Giorno's lips. A real one. It will take time, but one day he'll feel happy with who he is. Not just content, but truly comfortable in his own skin. And with his family by his side, he's sure it won't take very long at all. He suddenly felt a presence behind him, it felt familiar. He's felt the presence often in times of weakness, the throes of nightmares, and on days where he can't be bothered to get out of bed. It triggered the same feelings in him that Bruno always did and that Abbacchio does. Love, warmth, comfort, and safety. Like a mother or just a parent in general. He turned and saw a man towering over him with a soft smile and a body similar to DIO. He had beautiful blue hair, soft blue eyes like Bruno, a blue crop-top, blue-washed jeans, brown accessories, and brown boots. He was....so beautiful. So kind. He was the same person he's seen guiding him from nightmares....even as a young child. He must've been the presence he felt all this time. He gave Giorno a soft, proud, smile and held his hand, "Let's get you out of here Giorno." Giving DIO one more glance, he followed the man out of hell.

     The place he was lead felt cool, yet warm. It was soothing. He looked at the man anxiously. He felt so small compared to the massive man. It was a little overwhelming, but he felt very safe. The man knelt down to the boy. "Hello Giorno, my name is Jonathan Joestar." Giorno felt his heart stop and panic shoot through him. His breath picked up and everything felt shooting hot. He couldn't stop moving. Tears pricked and burned his eyes as he constantly shifted his gaze. Almost immediately he was pulled in a hug. "I'm so proud of you." He froze. He managed to choke out only one thing, "H-Huh...?" The man chuckled, "I'm proud of you Giorno and I've actually wanted to speak with you for a while. From the moment you were born, I was always with you. I tried to bring you comfort since I couldn't protect you. I'm sorry I couldn't do more for you. I may not have made you, but that doesn't mean I don't love you." Giorno listened in shock, but his panic attack stopped in its tracks. 

     "Giorno, allow me to assuage your fears, you are a Joestar. You always have been and always will be. I hate everything DIO did with my body.....except for you, Giorno. You're the only good thing, he's ever done. And I will always treasure every moment of your life. I am so grateful that you have such a beautiful family. That you were welcomed with such open arms. And that you're happy, Giorno." Finally, Giorno was finally able to breathe. "I'm happy you found your way to Bruno and your beautiful passione family. You even found love~!" Jonathan gave him a cheeky ass smile, "Not one but two~!" Giorno looked away shyly and Jonathan laughed heartily. "Worry not Giorno, we'll always be there for you. Your parents DID just go to hell for you." Giorno's eyes widened. "That was real? They were actually-" Jonathan nodded, "It's not the first time, I've met the two. Bruno is actually very fun to tease, but damn he can roast someone serious..." He cringed remembering their first meeting. "He dragged the hell out of me." Giorno snickered, "Yeah, sounds about right."

     Jonathan smiled at the sound, "Did this help you a little?" The little donut twink hugged the beefcake. "It helped more than you know. But...this is goodbye?" Jonathan chuckled and shook his head, "I'm here whenever you need me." He frowned, "But how do I...?" He squeaked as Jonathan's monstrous hand descended on his delicate locks, "You're a brilliant boy Giorno, you'll figure it out. Besides you're a Joestar, you've solved harder mysteries." Jonathan gave Giorno one more tight hug before he turned his head to someone. "I think it's time he heads home, don't you?" He heard a soft laugh, "I'm inclined to agree with you." Hear the familiar voice, Giorno jumped up and grabbed Jonathan's shoulder pulling himself up to peek over it. He saw a smiling Bruno and grinning Leone. Bruno didn't say a word and simply opened his arms. Giorno let go and ran over to Bruno jumping in his arms. He felt Bruno trembling as he held Giorno tightly. "I...I thought I lost you." "Never." Another set of arms joined them, "Don't you dare fucking scare us like that again!" He felt a swat upside the head and snickered, "Did I scare the great Leone Abbacchio~?" He felt death. "Would you like some TEA, Giorno~?" He shivered, "N-NO SIR!" Bruno slowly looked at Abbacchio, "You know you're explaining that later right?" The man gulped and looked away. "Yes sir..." Jonathan was snickering and grinning watching the interaction. 'I'm so happy for you, my little Giogio. Never ever forget that you're a Joestar.' Sending a wink and a wave to Bruno, who mouthed a sincere, "Thank you for everything, Jonathan." He sent the family back where they belonged.

     It took a minute for the three to come to, but when they did they were surrounded by hugs and questions of concern. Giorno sat there silently and finally broke tears silently streaming down his cheeks. "I'm so sorry. I-I......I almost believed him...I never should have doubted you all. Especially when you've been nothing but kind to me. But it was so so...overwhelming. The doubt. The fear. Everything! It was just too much. But I should've known better..." Josuke whacked him upside the head lightly, "Giorno, anyone would've felt the same in your situation. It's hard not to, but that's why you need to talk to us. We're family Giogio! No matter what you're feeling, never be scared to talk to any of us! We'll knock those fears right out of your head. But losing you is something we'd never recover from. We don't give a fuck what you think, you're a motherfucking Joestar! We love you Giorno Giovanna, you dumbass gay loser." Everyone cheered in agreement. "We'll always be there for you Giorno, but only if you'll let us." He looked from his knees at the tons of stares aimed at him. Looking for a discrepancy, for doubt. But there was none. Everyone, every single person there, stared at him kindly and hopeful.

     He could feel a pair of hands settle on his shoulders, he glanced up and saw the blinding smile of Jonathan, in front of him, was Joseph's brightly smiling face, he felt a hand graze his left shoulder then weight against it and saw Jotaro next to him smiling softly, to his right Josuke's grinning self plopped down, and finally Jolyne who jumped right in his arms giggling. A hug smile grateful smile blessed his face and he cried and hugged them all except Jonathan who hugged him from behind. Everyone else happily watched in front of him. "Please stay with me. Always."

Omake:

     Abbacchio plopped down next to Giorno on the couch. "So~ I'm your father huh?" He smirked down at Giorno who flushed but scoffed playing it off. " Puh-leaseeeeeeeeeeeee old man, you already know this." Abbacchio laughed and teased him until Bruno plopped on Giorno's other side. "So~ wanna tell me about the tea incident Giogio~?" Abbacchio slapped his hand over Giorno's mouth, "AHAHAHAHAHAHA GIORNO LET'S KICK IT ON THE DANCE FLOOR!" Dragging the young boy off to dance, Abbacchio chose to ignore Bruno's dark stare. Unfortunately for him, he also missed Jonathan taking Giorno's spot next to Bruno on the couch. "Well, I gave him the opportunity. Spill the tea, Jonathan." Jonathan smirked evilly and cackles darkly, "As you wish, Bruno." Bruno's face went from steely coolness to straight murder, but he held back. For now, anyway.

     It was later that night when everyone was relaxing that the dam broke. "YOU DID MOTHERFUCKING WHAT TO MY GIORNO?!" They heard something smash against the wall, "FUCK! B-B-B-BRUNO HONEY, L-LET'S NOT DO ANYTHING HASTY!" "TOO LATE FOR THAT YOU LITTLE BITCH! I'M. GOING. TO. FUCKING. KILL. YOU!!!!!!" Everyone cringed hearing Abbacchio's screams of agony and mercy. Stuff smashing and crashing and they swore they heard the walls cracking. "I'M SORRY! PLEASE LET ME LIVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!" "NEVER! STICKY FINGERS!!!!!!!!!!!" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" And that was the death of Leone Abbacchio. Everyone slowly turned to Giorno. Tomoko was the one that asked the million-dollar question. "What the fuck, did he do to cause THAT!?" Mista, Fugo, and Narancia shared a knowing look, "Tea incident?" Giorno nodded in conformaton. "Tea incident." Even Trish was confused about that. Giono spun the really gross tale that landed Abbacchio in the grave. Everyone agreed on one thing, "Oh he so had that coming." Giorno laughed with the rest of them. Not a hint of doubt weighing him down.

     The next mourning as everyone mourning over Abbacchio, Giorno was staring Josuke down. "I'm warning you." Josuke snickered. "What did I do~? I'm just offering some nice soothing lemon ginger tea~!" Moving the teacup filled with the bright yellow liquid to him. I mean yeah, he could smell the tea this time, but that still doesn't change what the fuck he was purposely doing! He slowly looked at Josuke and smiled. In a mere second, every single teacup at the table turned into a pissed-off snapping turtle and all latched onto Josuke, who ran around screaming like a madman. Tomoko watching with approval before turning back to her newspaper, "He warned you." Laughing was heard all around. Suddenly an envelope was slid in front of him. He looked over a saw a warmly smiling Bruno who nodded to it. So he opened it. And after skimming it for a minute, he snapped his head over to Bruno so fast everyone heard a crack. He wasn't phased. He stood and yanked Bruno into a tight hug endlessly thanking him. Bruno laughed and hugged him back, "A mother's priority is their child's happiness. No need to thank me." And the morning carried on happily for the family. Besides Josuke and Abbacchio, anyways. Left on the table were papers about a name change for Giorno Giovanna.

New name:

Giorno Giovanna Joestar

And that concludes my first story in the JoJo's Bizarre Adventure series! I hope it turned out ok, more will be coming soon! Some scenes were inspired by art from an INCREDIBLE JOJO ARTIST CALLED UMIKOCHAN! They also do art for Sk8: The Infinity and many many more fandoms! I love their art so so so much! Their art is amazing and I highly recommend them.

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