Sowing the Seeds (JJBA Mista x Fem Reader)

- Come on, you can do it! You said.

- (y/n) wait, I think my gun is...

Weeks of training had made you more eager to fight. Every other member, even Bucciarati, had faced you. And you had discovered that Sowing the Seeds was able to punch, if need be.

For example, you had punched Narancia's Aerosmith plane into a wall, the other day, much to his dismay.

But Mista, you had not faced. For whatever reason, his stand would always malfunction, lose aim, the gun would break...

You were taunting him.

- Come on, come on, come on, at least try!
- I AM TRYING! Mista blurted.
- You'll never catch me, in a real situation I'd eat you up, you know!
- Well (y/n) I'd like to see that happen!

Mista's comebacks were weirder, that was a sign he was getting too nervous.

- You've shot people like it's no big deal before!
- oh yeah? Well I just don't want to hurt you!
- Mista, I am begging. Please, try to hurt me.

You opened your arms as if you were surrendering to him. Even more nervous, Mista was about to push the trigger, as your stand manifested itself, ready to punch the bullets away.

- Sex Pistols! He said, firing the gun.

The little beings jumped out, all blurting :

- Can't operate...
- Not her!
- I don't wanna go!!!

And they all took a big curb, in the wall behind, to avoid you.

You were unsettled, you wanted to fight. But he couldn't against you.

You let out a sigh, confused. Did he think you were too weak to attack seriously?

- We should stop for today, he said.
- It's not even noon!
- I have to prepare a little lunch for my stand, you know how it is...

A little defeated, you went back to your room, waiting for food, trying tricks with your stand.

- Can I come in? Mista asked.

After a few seconds, he entered.

- I think we still haven't finished our conversation...

He was right : you both used to talk, and then he would go out unexpectedly. So no conclusions ever came.

- Do you.. think about your future often, (y/n)?
- Well, I'm young, but I couldn't say I haven't thought about it. I wanted to take a gap year, to work a bit then start studying, you said.
- And has this changed? With the recent events? Mista murmured, making gestures.

You couldn't tell. The powers of Sowing the Seeds and Passione introduced you to a whole new world.

- Because I don't... think you should join us, said the shooter.

These words hurt you, surprisingly more than you had imagined.

- Why...?
- (y/n) listen, do you not see the situation we were all in before joining? Prison, delinquency, it was not really a choice, more of an escape. Because it's not all fun, you don't realize that Bucciarati is an exception!

Your silence was very telling. It was true, you had thought about joining the group.

- Most members are ruthless, violent, territorial... You could get hurt. I don't want to see that happen...