"Some time in the Past, when Vongola Nono was still looking for a successor."
The rain patted hard against the brick road. Water collected into puddles reflecting the blunt streetlights. Though it was late early dusk storm clouds made the sky death black. Wind gusts blew hard making leaves fly through the air. Lightning struck followed by a booming thunder thus illuminating the dark streets and alleys, decapitating shadows from lonely stalls.
Two orphan girls were running on a nearby empty street. They passed by a clothe line store that was flashing a pompous dress that resembles a peacock and a busy restaurant that emitted a savory aroma from the delicacies being prepared in its kitchens. But the girls paid no attention to such frivolities, because of the heavy downpour drenched their clothes and made it even harder for them to quicken their pace.
Covering a hefty distance in a matter of minutes, the children found a topiary garden. The twins hid under a hedge shaped in the resemblance of a humongous bear an anchorage from the rain. A luxurious black car wet by the rain pulled in a cloth line shop on the other side of the street.
A man with white hair and a thick mustache who was wearing an expensive suit came out of the Bentley followed by two other men wearing the same suit got off the front seats. The three men looked as if like they are on their early fifties. "Vongola, you're not that desperate" the man from the driver's seat said to the man with white hair.
"I am not that desperate…..Visconti." said the Vongola.
Holding an umbrella Visconti escorted the Vongola into the cloth line shop. The other man followed and spoke "The Calcassa's daughter cannot be the next Vongola…"
The Vongola stopped near the entrance with Visconti and spoke "Coyote…for all we know she might be the only one in the world with sky flames."
In a whim the door opened and a sturdy man with curly chestnut hair greeted the Vongola "Timoteo…it has been a very long time." The Vongola held the man's hand and shook it and said "Yes Guiro…it has been quite a while."
Then the Vongola glanced at his Guardians and said "Visconti, Coyote… guard the entrance" the men nodded in unison.
"How about a scarf Guiro…" said the Vongola. Guiro then smiled in reply. Then Guiro led the Vongola through a series of racks and shelves them to a grandiose door made of antique dark wood lined with gold. Guiro opened the door and then followed the Vongola as he came in.
"Guiro…why not show me who's behind that mask." The Vongola said. Guiro then smiled and his head opened into two and a baby jumped off the immobile mannequin and landed on the newly waxed floor. "Ciaossu…" the baby greeted the Vongola. "Hello…Reborn" he replied.
"Vongola, Calcassa…is it your only option?" Reborn asked Vongola.
"How I hope it is not Reborn, How I hope…" said the Vongola.
Reborn adjusted his hat and jumped atop a redwood table near them and got his gun a pointed it to Vongola. Timoteo looked into Reborn's eyes expressionless. Aiming for the Vongola, Reborn smiled and then his gun's shape swirled and turned into a green chameleon that sat in his hat. Leon leaped and began spinning he swirled his thread and spun it with the grace of a dancer. After the circling display Reborn held a scarf made of such delicate silk and handed it to the Vongola.
The Vongola then put the scarf around his neck then spoke "Reborn, I am expecting you back at the headquarters after the Arcobaleno's ceremony" as he adjusted his scarf "I know you haven't yet accepted the curse that has been given to you" he continued.
Reborn's features became serious and said "I will return later to you, Vongola". The Vongola nodded in return. Reborn then jumped into the head of the mannequin and smiled as the head closed. Guiro escorted Vongola back to the shop entrance. "Goodbye…Vongola" Guiro said to Timoteo who then thanked him.
The storm has stopped and strong gales before was now a cool breeze. The dark clouds that overcastted the sky were gone and the sky was now bombarded with millions of twinkling stars and the elegant luminous glow of the moon dominated the sky.
The twins who were hiding beneath the topiary watched the Vongola come out of the boutique while holding each others hands to withstand the cold. Suddenly with a flick of their hands, flames ignited in their hands. Beautiful yellow and orange flames danced in their palms. The heat of the flames dried off their clothes. The flames reflected in their eyes.
As Guiro closed the double-doors a woman walking in the street dressed in a worn garb greeted the Vongola. Timoteo then returned a greeting to the woman and then recognized a young boy behind her holding her hand. Even though the woman was mentally ill she knew the man before her was the Vongola boss.
The woman introduced her son to the Vongola that he was his son though the Vongola have never seen this woman or her son. She proved her claims by showing his son's Dying Will Flames. At the sight of the flames the woman's eyes went blank that looked grim for their shade of black.
The Vongola was so overwhelmed by such rarity. He removed his scarf and put it around the boy's neck as sign of formally accepting the boy as his son, Xanxus. The mother thanked the Vongola and watched them board the Bentley and drove through the brick driveway to the Vongola HQ.
The woman was now alone and still has her distinct smile. She walked her way to the other street. Flickering flames caught her attention. Such beautiful shades of yellow and orange made the flames sparkle like gold and topaz. She walked closer and found two girls, sitting below a bear-like hedge, flames of amber and yellow dancing in their clasped hands.
Featureless, the twins watched the woman come closer and stand in front of them adoring their hands ablaze. The woman known as the mother of Xanxus smiled at the sight. Then she held out her hand to touch the flames.
As her hand got closer her smile looked wild. Touching the twins hands, the flames engulfed her…though she wasn't burned flames of yellow and orange covered her hands, hair, clothes, and eventually ran throughout her body.
Agony, supposedly that is what she is supposed to feel, but instead she was overjoyed as the flames gamboled her. She held her hands in front or her face, she struggled to stand and fell to her knees on the newly cut grass, and still that exaggerated smile rippled in her face, flashing her white teeth.
The twins watched vaguely as the flames grew brighter and bigger on the woman's body. The woman who then looked at them, she looked at them eyes wild and the black eyes made them shiver. Her onyx eyes then turned to sapphire as though the flames burnt something covering her eyes.
Suddenly the flames of amber and gold blazed brightly that the colors dissipated then revealed a flame of indigo covering the woman's hands that were still held out in front of her face.
The woman smiled and said "I'm Marciano wife of the Estraneo Famiglia's Boss".
The twins then stood and shared a smile.
"Crezia" said the one with the amber hair.
"Cretia" said the other one with the gold hair.