In the beginning, there were four brothers; they were kind, humble, noble, and they walked as if they were kings of their own world. Because they were. They stood on the earth as if they owned it, they wore the sky as if it was their crown, they embraced all changes and made it their own, and the weather was like pet to them as it would change to their whim and mercy. They were Vongola. Here is their story.
~8~
Gokudera Nagi tapped his foot impatiently on the ground as he sat in the library and stared at a book, he looked like he was about to pick a fight with the object. Originally, he had thought that the book was interesting, but it turned out that after reading two pages of it the thing made him want to bang his head on the side of the wall. Of course, he didn't do so-the wall belonged to the Twelfth's family after all!
"This is a piece of crap," he grumbled and threw the book on the ground along with a large pile of books that he had gotten frustrated with. He brushed his silver-grey hair out of his pale-green eyes before picking another book to read.
"Geez, Nagi," someone sighed from behind him, "You could have at least put the books back before throwing them all over the place."
The silver-haired teen spun around in his chair and brightened, "Twelfth!"
A young man, probably a year or two older than Nagi, with dark brown, spiky hair and brown eyes, flinched when he was called that name, "Nagi, we've known each other since we were kids, please call me by my name."
"That would be insolent of me, Twelfth!" the teen stated.
"Do-me-ki, say it with me now," the older said slowly, "Do-me-ki. Domeki."
"No," Nagi bluntly refused, Domeki heaved a heavy sigh and sat down opposite of him.
"Aren't you supposed to be in school?" he questioned the bomber.
"I don't need that useless place," Gokudera grumbled as he crossed his arms and sat back in the chair, "All you learn there is math and hanging around useless people."
"Geez, Nagi," Domeki sighed and shook his head, "How old are you?"
"Sixteen, Twelfth!" he said brightly and sat straight up in his chair, "My sister's going to turn thirteen this year!"
"That's great," the older nodded and continued, "Nagi, I'm seventeen, and I'm going to become the Boss of the Vongola, if I live long enough, and the Mafia Business is a harsh business. You should at least cherish your school life and make as many good memories as possibly while you still can."
Nagi thought about this, which took a while for him, until he finally stated, "School is stupid."
Domeki's head fell onto the table in front of him, making Nagi shoot up and yell, "Twelfth, are you alright!"
"I-I'm fine, Nagi…" he muttered into the wood of the table.
~8~
Domeki hung around his grandfather a lot. Scratch that. Domeki's brother hung around their grandfather a lot, and Domeki just so happened to hang around his brother a lot as well. Said brother was the youngest brother out of the four and possibly the most innocent.
Out of all the brothers, the youngest was the shortest, palest, and weakest looking. He hated fighting, wars, and arguing with people, as he would often fold under the pressure and side with pretty much everyone. In contrast to Domeki, who was notably taller, stronger, and could actually handle people yelling, it was a little hard to see the relation between the two unless you put them both next to each other.
"Sora!" Domeki called to his youngest brother, who was sitting on a stool while looking out into the large garden outside their mansion.
The little boy brightened when he saw his oldest brother and hopped off the stool to go towards him and his right-hand man.
"Young master!" Nagi immediately bowed to the boy.
"U-Um…" Sora flinched a little at this display of Gokudera-affection.
"Just call him 'Sora' or something, Nagi!" Domeki scolded, "He's like two years younger than your sister!"
"O-Oh yeah, Nagi," the little boy began worriedly, "How has Hanabi been? You told me that she was kidnapped the other day and didn't say anything more about it."
"Oh that? Yeah, she came back but she's been kidnapped again this morning," Nagi said dismissively, "I saw her go into this creepy looking van that was bright yellow and-"
"You're thinking of a school bus, Nagi!" Domeki paled as he scolded the teen, "Quit putting weird ideas into my brother's mind!"
"It's only the truth," he muttered before politely apologizing.
"Sora," the older brother knelt down to him, "Don't listen to a word Nagi says when he's talking about kidnapping and his sister. He always thinks his sister is being kidnapped whenever she's not around him."
"O-Okay?" the little boy nodded uncertainly.
"Good, now go outside and play or something," he said before dismissing Sora.
"As expected from the Twelfth's brother!" Nagi exclaimed, "He's so polite and quiet compared to my sister!"
"Oh please, Nagi," Domeki sighed and rolled his eyes, "Have you never met my other siblings before? Looking at my family tree, I'm honestly surprised that that kid is even my blood relative."
~8~
They both continued their stroll around the Vongola mansion. Domeki usually did this whenever he was bored since something exciting, if not horrifying, generally happened whenever he was just walking around. Especially if Nagi was nearby and on hand to start the thing that was exciting, if not horrifying.
So as the two walked into the dining room, one of the expensive looking paintings slid up and revealed a compartment in which a woman with wavy pinkish-purple hair was hiding. This nearly gave Domeki a heart attack, while Nagi just fell to the ground while foaming at the mouth.
"R-Rosario!" the young Vongola gasped in air as he was trying to calm down from the shock.
"Hello, Twelfth," Rosario nodded to him calmly and hopped out of her compartment in the wall and knelt down to her cousin's son, "There, there, poor Nagi, I thought the doctor told you to stay on bed-rest?"
"A-A trap…that was a…trap…" he grumbled before fainting.
One of the most feared men in the whole Mafia Underworld is reduced to nothing at the sight of that woman, Domeki wondered, Truly, this is something to be expected from the daughter of Poison Scorpion and the Great Hitman Reborn.
"You and your fear of doctors," the woman shook her head disappointedly before turning back to Domeki with clipboard in hand, "Twelfth, it is time for the monthly examination."
"Again?" he asked tiredly, "Didn't you just do one last week?"
"But that one was just to make fun of you," she smiled evilly.
"Why do I get the feeling you just do this to make me feel insecure?" he groaned, "Go ahead with the criticisms."
"Criticisms, Twelfth?" she questioned innocently, "Oh no, this month's evaluation is a physical evaluation."
"Ph-Physical?"
~8~
So after a few hours of being in the training room with Rosario coaching him with a gun ("That speed is no good for a next generation Vongola Boss, Twelfth! What if you were in running away from an assassination attempt?" "It would be easier to run if I wasn't in an Armani suit that has lead stitched into the fabric!" Bang!) Domeki collapsed onto the ground and was dead tired.
"You can do it Twelfth, I know you can!" Nagi cheered in the opposite direction with his super thick sunglasses on.
"Other way, Nagi," the young Boss whimpered to himself and tiredly moved his head in the direction of Rosario, "Am I done with this Armani suit yet?"
"Oh goodness, no!" she shook her head and dragged the teen to his feet, "You still have eighty push-ups to do!"
"W-What…?" he groaned.
"Come on now, Twelfth!" Rosario cheered, "I heard that the Eleventh wore that same suit all the time when he was your age!"
"Those are horrible rumors," Domeki grumbled and trudged along with his push-ups, "Dad can't even do one push-up, even without this suit."
"I never said that it was true," she admitted innocently.
"What's this I hear about Domeki doing exercise!" a voice boomed loudly as the owner of said voice ran into the training room.
"How do people get into my house?" Domeki wondered and then looked up, "Hey, Yaani."
"Yo, Domeki!" a girl with dark skin, black hair and brown eyes ran over to him and laughed hysterically at the sight, "Hahaha! Look at you, sweating like a pig in that Armani suit! Pahahahah!"
"Shut up, you black-bitch!" Nagi yelled angrily at her, "Don't laugh at the Twelfth like that! Even if he does look completely ridiculous!"
"You guys…" Domeki's sweat-dropped, "Aren't you supposed to be my Guardians or something…?"
"Doesn't mean we can't make fun of you! Haha!" Yaani laughed loudly, she turned around and waved for someone to come in, "Hey, Andre, get a load of this!"
A young man, about the same age as Domeki walked in, he had short blonde hair and brown eyes, his hands were stuck in his pocket the whole time as he walked into the training. He checked Domeki out before bursting out into laughter.
"You know, you actually looked kind of cool before you started laughing…" the young Boss pointed out.
"H-How can I not laugh!" Andre said in between bouts of hysteria, "Y-You look like a sweating penguin or something!"
This was finally the last straw for Domeki as he immediately threw the lead-heavy suit jacket and pants off, "Screw this, if all you're going to do is laugh at me!"
"Come on, Domeki!" Yaani giggled as she tried to calm herself down, "As your Sun Guardian, I'm supposed to brighten your day, right?"
"That's right, Twelfth!" said Nagi eagerly, "As your Storm Guardian, I'll be your sword and shield whenever you need me! So I can blow these guys up whenever you want! Just say the word!"
"And as your Rain Guardian," Andre began quickly and cautiously, "I'm supposed to calm down disasters like Nagi!"
"Did you just call me a disaster, bastard!" the silver-haired bomber yelled angrily.
"Now, now, Nagi," the blonde-haired man chuckled to himself.
"Excuse me," Rosario interrupted, "As bonding as this is, the Twelfth still has more training to do, especially those push-ups…"
"If there's anything we can help you with, Twelfth, just say the word!" Nagi said eagerly, Domeki was frightened at this since he could see some of Nagi's explosives hanging out of his back-pocket.
"N-No thanks, Nagi," he muttered while keeping a cautious eye on the explosives.
~8~
Rosario mysteriously disappeared by the time Domeki was done with his push-ups, strangely enough he was actually used to this by now. The woman normally disappeared whenever Domeki was doing something or turned his back on her for a second, and then she would turn up again out of no where whenever Domeki either a) needed her or b) didn't want her.
And since she was now gone, Nagi was feeling much better and more in the mood for threatening pretty much anyone.
"So what was that stuff you were laughing at the Twelfth for, black-bitch?" Nagi threatened Yaani with a fist full of dynamite.
"You shouldn't call your elders 'bitch', hot-head," she said calmly with a glint of evil in her eyes.
"That's it!" he yelled angrily and was about to throw down the dynamite when Domeki caught his wrist.
"W-Wait, Nagi!" the young boss yelped, "W-Why don't you do this outside? The training room is underground and if the roof caved in, so would the house and I would be in huge trouble with Dad…so…"
"Good idea, Twelfth, as expected!" he said brightly and glared at Yaani, "I'll be waiting outside, black-bitch."
"Oooh, scaaary!" she said sarcastically and started to head outside with Domeki and Andre right behind them.
"I'm hoping Nagi will calm down by the time we get up there, so please hold back on the insults," the young Boss pleaded Yaani.
"Hey, if anything happens it will entirely be because he provoked me," she said in her own defense.
~8~
In the end, Domeki's plan did not work since as soon as they reached the outside, Nagi exclaimed with a fist full of explosives, "Let the carnage begin!"
"Plan didn't work!" was all Domeki screamed before he ran after Nagi and tried to prevent him from blowing the whole world up.
Andre and Yaan watched from the balcony as the slightly entertaining attempt ensued. The Rain Guardian leaned on top of the railing of the balcony and glanced at Yaani out of the corner of his eye and could tell, even from her dark complexion, that she was blushing.
He grinned and said playfully, "You like Domeki, don't you?"
She immediately became flustered and yelled, "W-What! Such an accusation is-he's my Boss-I-I-My only duty is to protect him!"
Andre's mouth fell open, he had just been joking earlier and actually thought that she liked Nagi which would have been completely understandable. He then said accusingly, "You like Domeki!"
"Sh-Shut up!" she hissed and quickly covered his mouth.
He pulled her hands off of his face and said in a quieter tone, "But you like him? No joke?"
"P-Please don't tell anyone…" she muttered shyly.
"Hahaha!" Shy Yaani is so cute!" he burst out laughing.
"Bastard!" Yaani punched him in the face, she calmed down and crossed her arms, "Look, he's my Boss and I'm his Guardian. I know that it's not allowed for a Guardian and their Boss to elope, but I'm willing to live with that. Even if he doesn't feel the same way, as long as I'm with him I'll be fine."
"You're going to grow up as a crazy old cat-lady," Andre bluntly stated, he was rewarded another punch in the face, "I'm joking, I'm joking," he smiled when she was done beating him up, "That's a surprisingly mature thing to say for a seventeen year-old, though."
"Are you calling me childish, you Rain-bastard?" Yaani grumbled threateningly.
"No, no," he shook his head and looked back at Domeki, who was trying desperately to keep Nagi from blowing his entire backyard up, and it was a very large backyard, "I feel a bit sorry for you, Yaani. You will probably have to hang around guys you like for the rest of your life."
"If they're as stupid as him or you then I think I can live," she rolled her eyes.
"I just heard something juicy," Yaani spun around and saw a little girl with short purple hair and a cape draped around her.
"Chloe!" Yaani's eyebrow twitched angrily.
"Master Mammon let me borrow this," the little girl stated and held up a tiny earpiece, she also walked over to the balcony and revealed a tiny microphone underneath, "Master Mammon also told me to charge fifty dollars for every piece of information I find."
"That's black-mail!" she yelled, "Aren't you like ten or something!"
"And?" Chloe raised an eyebrow and held out a hand greedily, "Master Mammon says that age know no limits to anything. That will be fifty dollars."
"Damn Varia-illusionist-assassin," Yaani grumbled as she dug through her pockets for money, "Can't believe Domeki friggin' made you his Mist Guardian…"
"I didn't, my dad did," said Domeki from behind her, "What is Chloe making you pay for this time? Did she steal something?"
Yaani eyed her evilly and said, "Kinda…"
"What was it? Something important?" he asked innocently, "Chloe, whatever it was say it now."
"Okay," the girl shrugged, " Yaani likes-"
"Carrots!" Yaani interrupted and flew her hands over Chloe's mouth so that they were clamped tightly, "I-I like carrots! Oops! My secret's out!"
"Okay…?" Domeki said questioningly.
"That's a stupid secret," Nagi stated.
I'm going to kill you… Yaani glared evilly at Chloe, If you say anything, I'll kill you…
"Over-reacting much?" they spun around and saw Chloe standing right next to Domeki, almost hiding behind him actually, "Such a simple illusion."
Yaani looked at what she had her hands clenched on and saw that it was a bag of carrots.
"Domeki, I was just playing with Yaani, the man-woman," the little girl said as she affectionately grabbed Domeki's arm and stuck a tongue out at Yaani.
"O-Okay?" Domeki shrugged, he was severely confused at what was going on right now but it was probably making fun of him since Andre was cracking up at this sight, "Chloe, do you wanna go play at the playground we built together?
"Playground?"
"Yeah," he nodded and looked up at his other Guardians, "Do you guys remember that place? We used to play there all the time when we were kids."
"Oh yeah, that tiny place in the forest?" Andre smiled to himself.
~8~
They all decided it was a good place to go and when they got there it looked more like a barren ground where some people decided to litter in the forest than an actual playground. There was something that vaguely looked like a slide and looked like a trashcan sawn in half, there was a tire swing that was randomly hanging from a tree branch in the middle of the ground, and a rope ladder.
"This is a playground?" Chloe questioned.
"Well, it was a good place to hang out when we were kids," Domeki admitted sheepishly.
"It looks like a dump," she said bluntly.
"Come on, Chloe," Andre grinned and ruffled her purple hair, "To me, it looks like a grand amusement park!"
"That's probably because you have something wrong with your head, idiot," Nagi scoffed, "It looks like a dump to me too…but it looks like our dump."
"For a second there, I thought you were pessimistic, hot-head," Yaani grinned.
"Don't ruin the moment, black-bitch," he grumbled.
"It still looks like a trash heap to me," Chloe said stubbornly.
"Chloe," Domeki began, he caught her by surprise when he picked her up and placed her on the tire swing, "It all depends on how you look at it!"
"G-Get me down from here!" she screamed, "This-This thing could break at any moment, and I could fall and break an arm or something!"
"Calm down, Chloe," Domeki grinned and pushed her gently.
"Gyaah!" she screamed and held onto the rope that held the tire tightly.
They all laughed at this, Domeki grinned to himself, he had originally been feeling bored. But since his friends were now here, he was absolutely elated. No matter what happens, he thought to himself, As long as my friends are with me, everything will be alright! Surely!
"You guys have to protect me, alright?" Domeki smiled at his Guardians, "No matter what!"
"That's a random thing to say," Andre laughed, "Of course we're going to do it."
"Hah! The Twelfth will never go out on my watch!" Nagi said with a hint of pride.
"Get me down from here!" Chloe screamed.
"I told you that I would kill you," Yaani whispered in her ear evilly.
Domeki laughed at this sight; he wished these days would go on forever, that nothing bad would ever happen. But deep down, he knew it was useless. Because, like the sun that's always setting, everything must come to its end.
~8~
Two months later, Hide became the next Twelfth Boss.
~8~
This was, at first, written to keep me from getting bored with the next chapter of my other fic, Skywards, and to entertain me with the idea of the Eleventh Boss and his sons' lives. And then I sort of escalated up a level and promised myself to write 7 Al Cielo chapters and then at the end I would start my next arc. These chapters are to set up for the next arc.
It is the end of this chapter, I hope you all read more of this and also read the fic that this is based off of, Skywards.
NOTE this is set a few months before Hide meets Reborn, and a few months before the 'first Twelfth' died. There really isn't much spoiler for future chapters, as I have tried to keep it a minimum.
Bonus! Short Character Bios On Everyone From This Chapter!
~8~
Domeki- 17 years old, is the oldest son of the Eleventh and was the original Twelfth. He, like his youngest brother, does not like fighting all that much but is able to remain calm whenever conflicts arise. He has no 'Home Tutor Hitman', but Rosario is there to make sure that he doesn't become a lazy and worthless heir. He knows that he has a cousin in Japan but doesn't dare to make mention of him in front of anyone since he could become an easy target. His weapon is a Bo staff.
Nagi- 16 years old, grandson of Gokudera Hayato, older brother to Hanabi, and Storm Guardian/right-hand man to Domeki. He hates just about everything except for Domeki. He'll do anything for Domeki. He worships the ground Domeki walks on. He also always thinks that his younger sister has been kidnapped whenever she's not near him. And he faints/vomits/foams at the mouth whenever he sees Rosario or his Aunt Bianchi. His weapon is dynamite.
Sora- 10 years old, youngest son of the Eleventh, reluctant candidate to become Vongola Twelfth. He absolutely hates fighting, arguing, violence, and seeing people get hurt. Sora is very kind-hearted and loved by all of his siblings and family members. He usually stays inside the mansion and avoids school to the point where pretty much everyone has given up on making him go, as a result his entire existence is a rumor to the outside world.
Rosario- Age unknown, daughter of Poison Scorpion Bianchi and Home Tutor Hitman Reborn. She works for CEDEF/Outside Advisors, and is a 'supervisor' for Domeki and his siblings. Rosario has inherited her mother's ability to allow anyone who is a descendant of Gokudera Hayato faint/vomit/foam at the mouth. No one dares to ask exactly how she was concieved...Oh yeah, and she is also a skilled gunner.
Yaani- 17 years old, and Sun Guardian to Domeki. She is from Nigeria and can speak fluent Italian, the reason she became Domeki's Guardian was because she wanted to get closer to him. She is secretly in love with him, and is perfectly fine with just being near him. But just because she likes him doesn't mean she won't make fun of him every now and then. She knows kick-boxing.
Andre- 17 years old, Rain Guardian and best friend to Domeki. He was born in Italy and grew up as an orphan before being picked up by a certain Varia swordsman and was trained to become the next head of the Varia. But he didn't like killing as much as one ought to when in the Varia and was really good friends with Domeki, so he decided to just opt for being his Rain Guardian. He is generally laid-back and often tries to avoid confrontation, unless it's for entertainment purposes, but when he has to kill he will show no hesitation. You can guess what his weapon is.
Chloe- 10 years old, Mist Guardian to Domeki, friend to Sora, and student of Mammon. A prodigy illusionist, she has been training under Mammon at the age of 5 and still is. She was selected to become Domeki's Mist Guardian at the request of the Eleventh, mainly because of her talent, skill, and relation to Sora, the youngest son of the Eleventh. Being the youngest out of all of Domeki's Guardians, something he is reluctant of, she is often treated like a cute little sister, despite the fact that she hates being called that. She has no specific weapon except for her illusions, but there are a few light knives hidden in her cape.
