This is one of the two beautiful requests from AshleyMorgado4 ! This is my first character from Part 7 and one day, maybe soon, I'll do all parts!

And...since I live in America...this is perfect! I've been across a few states from time to time and it's a beautiful country once you open your mind.

I will admit to you guys that he is handsome, very handsome. If he wasn't a stand user and a spin user, I would still love him if he never used his legs again.

NOW! GOD BLESS 'MERICA!! AMERICAN FLAGS!!

BOOM! TELL 'EM JOHNNY!! Back then, the American flag had 13 stars for the 13 American colonies, now there's 50 states, meaning there's 50 stars.

Enjoy this Part 7 story (this is after Johnny gets the use of his legs back)!

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Your POV
I just can't believe it...Johnny still managed to get what he wanted even though some of his friends he made during the race died from enemy hands. He had a dark desire in his eyes, his eyes could light up your soul to see the damages he could take to get to his goal. I was there for it all.

He's always been this depressed ever since his brother's death all those years ago as he told me during the race. I always wonder if things could happen differently but he always told me no, that fate happens and you can't change that. He should be some kind of scholar when he's older...but his passion is for horses and I can understand that.

When we first met, he despised me, basically that means he judged me by the way I looked and never got to know me that well. I was forced into horse racing by my aunt and uncle who took me in when the government, which I've never trusted anyways, killed my parents and they never told them why. When I found out that President Funny Valentine was funding the race, that was the last straw and I went with it. I just wanted to kill him long before Johnny ever wanted to. Just when we did kill him,I did feel a bit bad. Valentine only wanted to protect his country...I would have done the same...

Johnny did warm up to me though when Gyro came along and he was a bit jealous when Gyro started flirting with me, but I didn't flirt with him back. I wasn't interested in love at that time, neither was Johnny, which always made me happy that, one day, I could probably tell him that I didn't want to love anyone because I'm in love with him.

We traveled over to London to see the horse races and then came back a week later to New York to my house, which is like a farm basically. I still live with my aunt and uncle but right now they're on their retirement vacation so it's just me. I had my next door neighbors, who are a nice Amish family, help take care of the animals, especially the horses we keep in the stables. When we came back on Slow Dancer and my horse, Annabelle, they were already gone. They probably got my telegram stating that we will be back in a few days.

Johnny got off his horse once we made it close to the big stable doors and went over to me, helping me off mine. He gives me a slight smile and holds my hand, bringing the two horses into the stable. He puts them in an empty pen and gives them some apples to eat, which they happily did eat. He never let go of my hand as we went out of the stables and walked the long way to the farmhouse; I didn't want to let go of his hand either.

Johnny and I talked about our future,saying that he wants to be an equestrian coach and maybe settle down to raise a family of his own, but he also grew kind of sad when we started talking about Gyro, Hot Pants, Lucy, and all the people we met during the race. I quickly comforted him and he grew happy again, somehow walking faster to my house.

When we get inside, he looks around with a loving smile and then pulls me close to his chest, which makes me squeak slightly.

He chuckles and puts my hand on his chest. His heartbeat is so fast, but not too fast that it's considered something unnatural.

"You feel it, [Y/N]?"
"Y-Yeah...it's fast."
"For you and only you. I apologize for saying all those mean things when we first started the Steel Ball Run. Now that I can walk and I got a Holy Corpse part, I can take the time to..."
He gives me a deep blush that also goes to the tips of his ears.
"To love...and...well...to love you."

He presses me up against the wall gently and slowly takes off his hat, showing off his beautiful medium length blonde hair. He puts his hand on mine and slowly puts it up to his head. I slowly let my fingers go into his blonde locks and I feel the softness of it which makes me wonder how he does it. His colored beautiful blue eyes look into my colored [Y/E/C] eyes. His hands go on my cheeks and he slowly caresses them.

"I love you, [Y/N]. Very much. Do you feel the same about me?"
"Of course I do, Johnny. I always will."
His smile turns very loving and soon his lips press on mine and I kiss him back, having my eyes closed.

For a moment, it was beautiful, it was forever, it was an eternal kiss. The next moment, he pulled his lips away from mine and I swore to myself that I would never let him go. I would do everything invested in me to make him happy forever until he takes his last breath.

That night, we slept in my bedroom, just cuddling and kissing, making each other laugh or saying loving things to each other. The next morning, my aunt and uncle came home from their vacation and we told them that we were dating and they approved of it. We had a nice breakfast, we went to take care of the animals (he almost got whacked in the face by a chickens wing...), Johnny and my aunt and uncle had a long talk in privacy while I went off to take care of the horses, everything was just perfect. I have him, he has me, we have each other.

That sunset as we rode on our horses was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. The reds, the oranges, the hues that make up that sky would be something I'll never forget. Johnny's hand held onto mine as our horses came together side by side so we could share a passionate kiss that I just wanted to be in forever.

Jonathan "Johnny" Joestar will always be, and forever be, the man that I love for the rest of my life.