Hello readers! This is the new story I had always planned on writing. This is a non-oneshot, like the other one. This has a different setting, but not completely AU. This takes place during their younger years, except for this prologue. I hope you enjoy this one.

Disclaimer: Reborn and its characters are not mine. But the plot is owned and made by me. Any coincidences of any likes are not plagiarized, but the owner has a full responsibility.

Beastly

"Haha… oh… It's raining."

Tap. Taap. Tap… Tapity-tap…

Today is a rainy Saturday, and the whole household was confined inside, because the gloomy weather disrupted their daily visit.

Except for the breadwinner of the family, who must go out to do his job for the sake of his children and his beloved.

The children, who were downstairs, played some sort of a game of letters and phrases when the rain suddenly stopped their moment of fun.

"… The sky is crying again. It's not good to play outdoors today… the tears might prevent us to be happy." A brown head, bluish eyed little boy said.

"Sora-kun, stop saying those things. Though you have the same name, it don't mean to say that the sky is as a crybaby as you." A black-haired, brown-eyed spectacled teenage girl scolded her little brother.

"But Hikaru nee-chan… isn't the sky cry because it's sad?"

The girl deeply chuckled as she waved her hand for the boy to cuddle with her. The boy smiled as he opened his arms while walking towards his sister.

"No, Sora-kun. The water falls from clouds because the clouds could not hold them anymore, this is what we call rain, not tears like what you said."

"… So Hikaru nee-chan, is that the reason why Dad left the house?"

Hikaru then abruptly leaned her head to look at her brother in bewilderment. "Huh? What are you talking about?"

Moreover, where did he get that idea? Maybe she should tell this matter to their parents. About the effects of watching television dramas to children's behavior. If she shouldn't do it, her one-year theoretical study would be gone to waste.

No more TV to her brother.

The child looked at her and answered directly. "Well, you know… Dad is a cloud guardian, after all."

"Ah…" She gave her little brother a hard noogie. "… I thought it would be some serious…"

"Ow… it hurts, nee-chan!"

She soothes her little brother's hurting head as she talked to him. "Okay, my dear little brother… I will state this once and you must listen very carefully. You can ask questions after this, okay?"

Little Sora nodded his head.

The sister then continued. "There is no such thing as a water guardian in our family. Mr. Sawada is the sky guardian, your god father is the storm guardian, Mom's best friend's brother is the sun guardian, Lamo-nii and Takeshi-nii are the lightning and rain guardians, respectively, and Mom's cosplay buddies are the mist guardians. Not to mention, dad is the cloud guardian."

Sora giggled as his sister used his little fingers to count the people on the family to complete the guardians of Vongola.

"What about uncle Reborn, Uncle Dino, grandpa, and godmother Bianchi?"

"Well, what about them? Uncle Reborn is the sun guardian, Uncle Dino is the sky guardian, godmother Bianchi is also a cloud guardian like Dad… but I think she used to be a storm guardian… Anyway, grandpa is the storm guardian. Not to mention the groupings, they have a single identity."

"Huh?"

"Okay, I will explain. The colors of the rainbow represent an element of a guardian. Red is for storm, orange is for sky, yellow is for sun, green is for lightning, blue is for rain, indigo is for mist, and violet is for cloud. Either way, the person having an element would still fall into one of the seven colors of the rainbow."

"Ah…" The child nodded his head.

"Oh, and the other answer is that Dad went to a mission because his boss asked him to."

The brunette boy looked at his sister intently. "Dad has to work for us, so that we could survive."

"Ah… sorry nee-chan. I thought he hates Mom."

"Hey, that's not true. Dad loves mom and you know that."

That's it. No more TV for Sora.

The boy grinned as he nuzzled his head on his sister's shoulder.

"Anyways… Let's sing a song that will make the sky happy, ok?"

"Okay." And their childish singing began.

Meanwhile, inside the sewing room at the uppermost floor, there was a middle-aged woman looking at the stock of old clothes to find an object that would fit to the description of a prince costume.

"Hahi! Where was that thing? How will Haru make a costume for Sora-kun now? Their play will be three days from now…"

Some voices downstairs suddenly startled her.

"Rain, rain, go away, come again another day, little children wants to play!"

"Again!"

Hanu then smiled to herself. Hikaru might have a matured mind like their father, but she still like to scream that loud when she was with her brother.

Just like me.

If only she hadn't answered to her husband's marriage proposal, she wouldn't have experienced this kind of motherly love with their children.

But all of this would never happened if they haven't participate on the graduation presentation before they left their middle schools, more importantly; that role, in which the married brunette could not help but be embarrassed and smile at the same time.