Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of the gun echoed through the room as the young brunet shot the bull's eye consecutively with a stringent face.
Mama…. Do you love me?
The young boy of age six thought carefully as he slowly walked behind his parents and his younger twin.
Papa… Will you tell me that you love me with all your heart?
Neither of his parents looked back at him for once.
Will you look at me for once?
His younger twin turned his head, rubbing into his face of who he was: A nobody.
He unloaded and reload his gun, leaving multiple bullet shells on the floor before shooting again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He looks at them with love while pretending to read his book at the park. He was smarter than the rest of the children, but it didn't matter.
They love his twin after all, not him.
His twin was hyper, spoilt, active…. All that his twin was, he was not.
"Are you alright?" A young girl smiled at him gently. But he was confused.
He was unloved, unwanted, waiting for something to happen.
She sat down right beside him and started talking non-stop.
School, home, life…..
She just talked to him like a friend…. A real friend…..
He looked at her confused, wondering why she was willing to be with him.
He wanted to ask but she already knew and answered.
"Cos you are special in my eyes. A never ending flame that burns."
He felt his salty tears on his face. No one would say the same words as her.
"There, there….."
She smoothen his back as he leaned against her for comfort, like how a mother would do….
Where she would smile like the sun, shining at the broken sky…..
Where his mother would only looking at his twin….
And his father ignoring him, spending time with his twin…..
Where no one would have done for him…
He left the gun down, this time using a machine gun. Bullets rained out of the gun as he continues hitting the newest human target board.
He gritted his teeth in anger.
Why couldn't they understand?!
Was he that worthless to be understood?!
He had let his own twin hogging up all the glory that was meant for him.
He was supposed to be loved by his parents for being the more perfect one, not him!
He wasn't supposed to have all the attention, damn it!
His twin continued to rub on his face that he was the worthless one, the unwanted…..
But it was fine…..
He still had her….
His first love…
His brilliant sun…
She looked at him with a crossover of a pout and a frown.
"Are you alright?"
It was the same sentence that had never fails to surprise him. His eyes reflected off the pain of being unloved, physically and mentally.
She just hugged him, comforting him in her way as always.
He looked at her with determination, promising that he would protect her.
A flame appeared in front of him as he had the feeling to reach out his hand.
He was afraid that it may burn him, or worse, her….
But it was warm in his hands, coldly and warmly comforting at the same time.
"The sky and night flame?"
Her curious eyes looked at the flames in awe. As she touched his hand, another flame appeared, this time on her hand.
She giggled, leaving him confused.
"Aren't they pretty?"
He nodded, agreeing that it was beautiful.
The flames were in two different colors: Sunset orange and Light orange itself.
She pointed out which flames was which; and never would he have known that it was precious to him.
He had something that his twin doesn't have and it was only purely to himself.
It was one of the rare few times where he was smiling.
The bullets ran out, leaving him to click his tongue in annoyance. A soft melodious giggle sounded through the room, heavy tension that he was releasing eased as he turns around to look at her. Her silky raven hair that reached near to her knees fluttered through as she walked towards him.
"Bad day?" Her smile was still the same as when they just first met each other.
"Yeah…. I don't want to think too deep into it." He left the machine gun on the table before strolling towards her, hugging and smelling the sweet fragrance that her hair produced.
"Have another round of shooting before we start our day, shall we?" She gave him a kiss on the lips, smirking at her boldness. Her fingerless gloves covered her hands, but it was fine. She could still touch him as much as she wanted.
"Last round for me then." He picked up the machine gun and reload with a new cartage. She looked at him with love as he fired at dead accuracy.
They just brushed him off…..
He punched the end wall in one of the alleys near his house.
He was the one who had the power first.
He was the one who wanted to show his new powers to his father.
He was the one who wanted to impress everyone with his flames, including his father's friend.
But his twin had to ruin everything for him!
Sunset orange flame flowed and leaked out of him, but he could care less.
He was the one that was deemed as the worthless copy of his twin, and that was that.
She looked at him in wonder as the wall produced a hole in front of her.
Being this strong wasn't normal for a child anyway, but he did it at the tender age of 7, on his birthday no less.
His soft silent screams were sounded through his lonely soul, and only she could hear it.
She kissed away his tears before standing up.
"Do you want a new life?" Her hand was out, leaving him to make a choice to accept her hand.
He give them every chance he could give, but that would be the last where his heart had broke hard.
No one would miss him, he concluded. Not even Ma… No, not even Madre, and Padre would never notice.
He accepted her hand, she smiled at the invitation that he accepted.
As he finished firing his last round, she walked up to him, giving him a full blown kiss on the lips. He felt himself smirking as he heard her moan.
Do you still want me?
Have you ever loved me?
He looked at his mother and his father, shocked that he purposely burned his clothes at the backyard.
"What are you doing?" His mother was in a panic state as she tried to kill the flames from his clothes while his father demanded an explanation.
His twin was now sleeping, since he had a good time with his parents for his birthday.
"Goodbye, Mother, Father." This was known as one of the rare times where he actually opened his mouth. He left a stoic face as he walked past his parents and towards the front door. Being shocked out of her life, they ran towards him, where he was in front of the black limousine.
Tears fell from her face while his father comforted her as she looked at one of her babies leaving them. He clenched his fist as the young boy went up the car. The butler who opened the door left them two letters to his parents each respectively that was especially from their son; his final message before going off.
He may have hated his parents, but this one message will be the last time where he would be saying he loves them very much so.
His mother couldn't believe that one of her sons was abandoning the family that he had. As she read the letter, she felt guilty. She didn't know that he was feeling this way. She knew very well that she was having favoritism towards her younger son, but she would never realize she had abandoned one that was to call her older son. She actually had seen his works once, and indeed it was magnificent; stunning even. When he threw them into the fire, she knew he loathe his twin and left his family just so to have a better peaceful life.
Now she could only tell herself that she was never the best mother, no less to the young boy who decided to leave her, never running back into her arms.
His father looked at his son's letter. His son had many things to tell him, yet he just didn't bother to take a look at him.
Sure, he had done better than his twin; however he had so much fun with his younger son that he forgot the older one. The feeling sank down further. There was so much that he had done. Those that are on the fire had told him clearly: He will and never be their son.
But that one single regret that would stay in his heart would be his son's own powers. He had developed flames faster than the favored twin and had the complete control of it by now. Never would he know when he would be coming back to them or the last time where they could call him.
They could only mutter a word. "Why?"
Both had their regrets, but he was gone from the family….
Never to be heard again…
Never to be found…
In the car, he wiped off the tears that were forming. He swore that he would not return back into the family.
She looked at him before taking his hand, squeezing it in assurance.
They would have to stick together no matter what.
Leaving the shooting arena, she took his black cloak and helped him with his uniform, especially his tie.
"Shall we go, Santino?" She was done with his tie just as he passed her white coat to her.
"Let's go, Rosa."Out of the mansion was the same limousine that had been with them as long as they could remember. She took his hand and squeezed it, assuring that the day would be fine.
Oh… how wrong will that be…
Sawada Yoshimune was driven towards his school as the murmurs started forming around the area few weeks ago. It was a popular topic among the entire school. The latest transferees came all the way from nowhere to Mafia High School, one of the most dangerous yet top schools in Italy. Their identities were so lip-tight that whoever spoke of their true background would be eliminated along with their closest relations, friends even.
"Yoshi!" A blond yelled as Yoshi came out of the car.
"Oh, Mitsu!" Before Yoshi could do anything, a punch headed for his head and succeeded.
"Reborn! Stop hitting my head! It hurts!" Yoshi whined but winced as he saw the familiar glint on his tutor's eyes.
"A mafia boss must be prepared for all attacks from the enemies at all causes. It seems that you still have a lot to learn, Dame-Yoshi."
Yoshi was going to retort when the crowd around the school started to get restless. Everyone was getting excited for no reason.
"What's going on?" Mitsu started to get restless and got Yoshi into the mess of crowding students. Reborn lowered his fedora, since he had a special class to teach, those students are surprisingly joining without hesitation.
Just at that moment, a black limousine stopped in front of the school. A man in black, most likely a butler, opened for the incoming students. The girls squealed as a male with his blue hair tied like a pineapple stepped out of the car, baring a smirk on his face. He looked around before setting his eyes on the females, winking at them. The girls who saw that wink squealed all the more, some had even fainted from the total hotness radiating out.
He turned back to the seat, where he reached out his hand to one of the females seated. Her indigo hair was also shaped like the male in front of her, but it still radiated her cuteness overall.
A raven came out scowling, murmuring about something that had been disturbing him while a silvered hair twitched his eye as he came out of the car along with another raven that preferred to smile away and hung his arm over the twitching teen.
Once more another came out of the car, and had to be a white head but of all the students that came out, he was the most hyper yet he chose to tone down his usual excitement. A preteen raven came out of the car, surprising the rest of the student body. They do have such children in the Mafia, but he was going for High School, no less all the more dangerous for the child.
This time, a brunet came out of the car, making the squealing all the more louder. He glanced around the area, and his eyes decided to pierce every female, causing some to faint. For some reason, the boys couldn't find a reason to hate him. His aura was fierce yet gentle, finding no fault. He turned into the car to grab the other female's hand.
The boys wolf whistled as she got out of the car. Needless to say, Yoshi was entranced by her beauty. Even with the coat, it did not seem intimidating. More rather, it enhanced her beauty. The way she image herself screams of confidence and royalty. A perfect lady.
The group walked away from the car when the female saw Yoshi. She smiled at Yoshi before rushing to join the rest of the group. Yoshi was now nervous. First impressions were important, and he wanted to end it well with her.
Before he could do anything, the bell rang and the group vanished into thin air.
"Let's go, Yoshi. We wouldn't want Reborn to punish us, don't we?" Mitsu started to rush towards the building, and Yoshi had to run along with the blond.
Let's just say no one wants The Reborn to punish anyone.
Reaching to class on time is never an easy task. Reborn had once explained "One must never be too late or early for meetings, especially for Mafia bosses."
It wasn't his fault that they had to choose him for being Vongola Decimo, moreover by his father no less. Sometimes he just wished that none of this would have happen, and he would probably have an ordinary life ahead.
Heck, he should be worrying more of his results than being killed!
As the door opened, both Mitsu and Yoshi were welcomed by a bullet, in courtesy of Reborn.
"You're late, Dame-Yoshi, Baka-Mitsu." Reborn smirked as the two boys shivered.
"Sorry, Reborn-sensei. I had an appointment with Satsuki-sensei in the faculty lounge." Reborn nodded at the statement, but pointed his gun at Yoshi.
"Dame-Yoshi, you have no excuse to follow Baka-Mitsu for the day. Get ready for your punishment later." Reborn had a glint on his eyes on Yoshi. Somehow, Yoshi had a feeling he's going to die by the hands of the intimidating Spartan tutor and teacher.
"Get to your seats." Just as the two sat down, the door opened once again.
"Luce, is there anything you need?" Regardless of how cruel he could be, Reborn would always be the gentlemen for every woman out there.
"Reborn, you have new students. In fact, it's 9 students actually." Luce smiled as Reborn mentally groaned. If they were any of those worthless people, he would transfer them to another class.
Oh well, principal's orders are absolute, especially when the said person is the Sky boss of Giglio Nero and principal herself.
"Come in kids." Luce happily invited all 9 of them into the classroom, only to leave the students surprised. Females silently squealed at the sight of the boys while males were ogling at the girls.
But more importantly, they were all confused. Transferees don't usually get into this class too quickly until they are tested of their abilities.
"Have fun with these children, Reborn." Luce gave another smile before leaving, letting the 9 of them to fend for themselves.
"Introduce yourselves to everyone." The scenery change into a sweet wide flower field with different types of flowers bloomed to their precious beauty.
"Kufufufu….. I'm Nebbia Mukuro and the girl beside me is Nebbia Chrome. We are twin Mist Users." Mukuro took a gracious bow to everyone while Chrome was fidgeting with her trident, letting her shy nature take care of her.
"Tempesta. Storm User." In a cool and calm manner, he introduced himself briefly. Females inwardly gushed over the slivered haired, loving the delinquent nature of him.
"Haha. I'm Pioggia, a Rain User. Nice to meet you all!" He smiled brightly with his eyes closed. Those of people, whom do not really know him, would never realize that he had something dark within him.
"I'm Sole, Sun User to the extreme! It's extremely nice to meet you! And the guy beside me is a Cloud User, Hibari Nuvola!" Everyone grimaced at the volume, but more importantly terrified of the Hibari student in front of them.
It had been a top class family that knows no boundaries within good and evil. One generation could be of assassins while the other could be on the other side of the law. Needless to say, it was definitely a must to avoid a Hibari at all cost.
"Fulminare at your service. I'm mainly a Lightning User." Students still couldn't believe that a child had even pass and entered the most dangerous classes of all and not even bothered with it. Lambo stared ate his grape lollipop peacefully, not bothered with any of the students. But once in a while, he would stare at the brunet with love and care.
"I'm Marian Rosa. Hope we could get along together." Rosa smiled as she took a little curtsey with her skirt. The males had imagined of the raven right below them, thinking of the already dirty thoughts pointing towards her.
The brunet hugged Rosa as a form of possessiveness, knowing that the boys were eyeing her the wrong way. "I'm Nero Ciel Santino. Anyone touches my girl would get it from me." He smiled at everyone, but his eyes were showing the opposite.
Everyone had a feeling there more than what it means between the two. Reborn stared at all 9 of them, where most would be useful to Vongola. And he only needs to recommend those few to Yoshi. Not many would have such high power hidden within them after all, especially the last two who introduced themselves.
"Get to the Training Room at U1 now. We're having our lesson now." Everyone rushed to get to the training room since they didn't want The Reborn to be waiting for them and to be shot at. But part of them was excited and looking forward for his lessons. Reborn had always been successful in delivering the most important details towards his students no matter what.
As everyone got into the room, the 9 of them look around the area. The space was as 2 soccer fields and as tall as 4 stories high, befitting of having a fierce battle but they weren't bothered by it. In fact, most weren't even interested in the area except the Cloud and Mist Users. Santino just took a glance and went on with it.
"Hibari Nuvola and Nebbia Mukuro, step forward." The two went out of the group and faced the infant.
"This lesson is to know each other's strengths and weaknesses. No time limit is given until I say stop." Reborn announced. Before Reborn could continue, the two had already started fighting. Reborn just left it as it is, leaving it to their devices and called for the other students and some other members like Tempesta, Pioggia and Sole.
"Oya~ didn't we agree on level 3?" Mukuro smirked as he blocked the tonfas with his trident.
"Carnivore wouldn't mind if we destroy this room." Santino widened his eyes. They're gonna what!?
Rosa smiled at the sentence, as if it didn't affect her at all. She just snuggled on Santino's body before whispering to him. "Don't worry. They won't cost a dent to the money anyway."
She giggled as she kissed his cheek, but he only sighed as he looked at the brutal battle. The Mist loves to tease the Cloud after all, but they are usually the best buddies no one else had known.
"Kufufufu….." The scenery changed into a gory scene, and almost everyone who saw it felt sick as the monsters that he produced were forcefully ripped apart and their insides were shown in the most disgusting way possible.
It took a few craters and a massive hole on the ceiling for Reborn to stop the two. Both were satisfied from their fight, but knew it wasn't their best efforts. Same goes to the rest of the group.
At this point of time, the others where Reborn had grouped had done their routine and ready to switch partners. Fulminare was left with seven opponents, something that the older members of the group disliked.
But Fulminare defeated them like flies to pesticides as he swiftly moved around, making the others proud.
"Sawada Yoshimune, Nero Ciel Santino. Step forward." Reborn grouped the two together.
"Marian Rosa, the Casa Quintuplets. Step forward." Santino growled at the amount of opponents that she has. Sometimes he felt that there is discrimination against females in the Mafia.
"Rosa, you don't have to do this." Santino scowled. Rosa merely smiled and pecked at his lips.
"You don't trust me?" Rosa faked a sad look which made Santino guilty. "You know how I work in these kinds of environments best." She then gave a hug before moving away from him.
"Nebbia Chrome, Mochida, Osamu. Step forward." This time Mukuro frowned at the set up. Chrome put her hand on his shoulder.
"Don't worry Onii-sama, I'll be fine." Despite being shy, she knew how to fight brutally like the rest of the group. The two boys who came out smirked as they observed her body.
"After we defeat you, be sure to entertain us with your body, little girl." The boys gave a roaring laughter while Mukuro was at his limit of destroying every male in the group.
"Touch her one hair of it and I'll kill you all." The males continued to laugh as Osamu retorted.
"What's in for you, a worthless nobody?" Mukuro was going to release his illusions when Nuvola stopped him and pointed at Chrome. Chrome shivered and gripped her trident tightly.
As Reborn started the fight, the atmosphere darkened. Chrome's eye patch was off and the scenery turned darker than Mukuro's illusions.
"You can insult me all you want, but insulting who I love?" Mist formed around her and her eye eerily grew something. "You're dead."
Chrome's clothes changed as it turned into a short mini-skirt and a shirt which only covered her breasts. Boys wolf-whistled even when the temperature dropped to an extreme degree. Her eye was demonic red and formed a red Rose around it.
Her trident changed into a double edge scythe facing towards the right side. Chrome formed a smirk on her face.
"How do I look, Onii-sama~?" She turned towards Mukuro who gave a smile (not a smirk).
"You look wonderful, Gina."
Nuvola gave a blooded grin. The shy Chrome may have skills to overcome, but Gina was the one who would be able to enforce the attacks. Either ways, she is definitely a force to be recon.
"Let's get this done and over, ne~?" Gina stared at her brother longingly before facing the males. As the boys stop their laughter, somehow they knew something bad would happen.
On the other hand, Rosa merely dodged the attacks, yawning at the weak attacks she receives. Moving away from the five males, she sighed.
"Are you done?" The boys growled at the response that they were given. They were one of the elites for goodness sake!
"If you are, let me introduce to you the true attacks of the Mafia." Rosa smiled before she disappeared without warning. Appearing in front of one of the boys, she announced.
"Rule 1: Never show your back to anyone." She did a round-a-bout kick, eliminating her first target.
"Shut up." One of them growled at her, only to merely giggle at his words.
"Rule 2: Never leave any openings to your opponents." She sent another kick to one of them again, this time on the back of the head since she had the perfect chance to get behind their backs.
"Brother!" Another shouted worriedly at the second fallen brother but continue to keep on guard.
Nuvola turned to Rosa with his calculating eyes.
"Rosa." Nuvola spoke. Rosa turned her back to the boys while avoiding attacks.
"Yes?" Rosa tilted her head and smiled. The two stared at each other when Rosa pouted.
"That's no fair….." Hibari smirked.
She turned back to the boys and sighed.
"Rule 3: If you want to survive in the sea, drown the others to keep yourself afloat. Rule 4: If you're weak, you'll die. Rule 5: No matter what, if there is a monster in front of you, be a coward and run." Her smile grew sinister as all five of them were all down, striped off to their underwear and suffered dangerous cuts on their bodies.
"That's the Mafia, boys." Shreds of cloth fluttered through the area and Rosa stepped away from the area for the medical team to take care.
"Hn." Nuvola boringly stared at her who was looking at Santino's fight before turning to Chro-Gina.
Gemini Syndrome sure is a mysterious disorder.
Gina giggled as the illusion dispersed, showing a massacre with blood and craters everywhere.
"How did I do, Onii-sama?" Gina smiled. Mukuro kissed her forehead as she turned back to Chrome.
"You did great, my little sister." Chrome shyly blushed at Mukuro's comment. The siblings turned to the last battle as Santino dodged all the attacks thrown.
Yoshi panted as he couldn't do anything to injure the new brunet. Santino just closed his eyes and let his body take control of his movements. All he wanted to do was to wait until Reborn said…
"Time's up." Yoshi dropped to the ground, panting for his breath. Santino just stretched his body before moving to Rosa who gave a kiss.
"How is it, Santino?"
"Interesting fella, but he's not as good as you." She smiled at the compliment. Reborn was tagged out by another instructor, Lal Mirch and Colonello.
"Yo Reborn!" Colonello grinned as they entered the class. Reborn ignored his greeting and walked out of the training room. Lal stared at the amount of damage cost. Mafia High certainly had never seen such high damage in its own lifetime.
Reborn hadn't shown any signs of facial expression, but he was confused about Santino. In fact, just by changing his hair and he would be a copy of Vongola Primo. It was impossible for Primo to have another relative since he only had Secondo as his distant cousin. And idiot Iemitsu didn't mention having another son. Yoshimune was more like his father than his mother in every department. If there is one thing he would want, he would rather have a second coming of Vongola Primo than a second coming of the Young Lion of Vongola. He doesn't want another to deal with, thank you very much.
Speaking of which, maybe he would have to report back to Vongola Nono about the newest additions in school. Even if he didn't, many of the Vongola members would, especially for Iemitsu. Speaking of which….
"Reborn!" Iemitsu jogged towards Reborn who internally sighed. "How's my little Yoshi?"
"He failed my expectations completely." Iemitsu frowned.
"Are you saying that my adorable Yoshi is weak?" Reborn tilted his fedora, answering his question.
"Who are they?" Reborn shrugged, refusing to answer the question.
Iemitsu widened his eyes, not believing Reborn. For Reborn not to have the answers for this mysterious group of people, is considered a feat. No one, and meaning no one, could escape his information train (Or blackmail).
"You're in charge of their defense classes. Go figure it yourself." With that Reborn disappeared, most probably moving to the lounge for his espresso. Iemitsu stared at his file for the new students. One of the student's names was in a mixture of French and Italian, and Iemitsu found himself surprised at the meaning.
"Black Sky Saint, huh… I don't like the name already."
Vongola Nono, or more known as Timoteo di Vongola, had been one of the most compassionate Bosses within the later generations after Vongola Ottavo, Daniela di Vongola. But true compassionate was not the first female Boss of Vongola or Timoteo, but rather the person who created the true Vongola, Vongola Primo. Vongola had different kinds of names: Giotto di Vongola was one of the adopted names he had; Giotto Taru was his original name where he had his hard times on the street as a rich orphan and Sawada Ieyasu, where his Japanese mother had truly named him before she died.
Timoteo was signing his 'enemy' when one of the members brought to him the news of the newest students along with Reborn entering the area.
"Reborn, who are these new students? Are they…."
Reborn tilted the fedora down and answered. "I don't have much data on them, whether they are a threat to us or not, we need to keep a close look out."
Timoteo sighed. Trust the man who had the entire base of information in his head.
"They didn't fill in their guardians or their parents for the fact." Timoteo raised his head from the paperwork.
"They are orphans?"
"Rich orphans." Reborn corrected. Timoteo took up the file that was specifically about the new students. Whether they were enemies or allies would be a question, and they couldn't risk losing their last heir. Speaking of which….
"Reborn, have you found him?"
"No. He had disappeared from the face of the earth, Nono." Reborn internally growled. A hitman would never show his expressions. Showing feelings would be a form of weakness to anyone in the Mafia.
Timoteo sighed once more. Trust the family with the last heirs to chase away one of them; the stronger one of course.
One particular name had been intriguing to him. Nero Ciel Santino certainly is an unusual name, and normally parents wouldn't name their children like that. Their similarities were almost uncanny to the first Vongola generation. And any records of him any relatives were all erased, leaving no evidence of his private or daily life.
"I would like to visit this young man, Reborn." Reborn took a glance of Timoteo. The well worn out body had fully been on its best condition, and his body was relaxed upon wanting to visit the young Saint.
"Hn." Reborn was debating whether to join the old Mafia Boss when he remembered something.
"It could be possible that he could be the lost heir." Reborn took a photo out of his suit, passing it to Timoteo. Timoteo stared at it shockingly.
"This…"
"The only person you can think of the uncanny similarities would be Vongola Primo."
"But how…" Reborn mentally shrugged.
"I got to get back to the school. Until then, we'll later discuss about the visitation." With that, Reborn simply disappeared, leaving the old Vongola Don to his devices.
Timoteo stared at the photo once more, think to himself. How is this possible?
All 9 of them entered into the black limousine. Despite having enough space in the luxurious car, Rosa sat on Santino's lap while Chrome shyly sat on Mukuro's lap, each of the females feeling satisfied. Santino turned to Tempesta.
"Tempesta, any latest news on the Mafia?" Tempesta's eyes shine as everyone turns to the leader.
"Hai, Ciel-sama! The Estraneo Famiglia has been destroyed according to your wishes. Famiglias like the Dragone and the Casa who has been supporting them in their experiments have also been eradicated." Mukuro smirked at the named Famiglias. He definitely had fun with his dearest Chrome, destroying the Estraneo who had once kidnapped the both of them. Breaking in and taking them out was easy for then young Santino and Rosa.
Nuvola sat beside the driver since he has his own set of dislike towards crowds. A carnivore never crowds…. Well, maybe for some animals and this group had proven to him that they were a bunch of (crowding) carnivores with their own set of specialties.
Santino gave a gentle smile, making everyone feeling good about their deeds, even if they were at the darkest of the Underworld.
"Ne, Tino." Rosa nudged him.
"Do you think you still miss them?" The atmosphere in the car was slightly tense, with Yamamoto frowning and Gokudera scowled. Each of them were abandoned in different ways, and it was Santino and Rosa themselves who picked them up from where they had fallen.
Mukuro and Chrome for experimentation…..
Nuvola for being a monster…
Fulminare for being the unwanted…..
Sole for being powerless….
Pioggia for being worthless…
Tempesta for being the illegitimate child….
Santino….. for being the weaker one….
"No, Rosa. I have my perfect family just right here." Santino hugged Rosa tightly and whispered. "Thank you for giving me…. For giving us a chance a reason to live again."
Rosa snuggled onto Santino's chest.
"Chrome-sama, young masters and my lady, we have reached." The butler bowed at the group as he opened the door for them to come out of the vehicle.
"Thank you, Lantica." Rosa smiled at the butler who smirked. Santino stared at the building and sighed in relief. The place was the same as the previous when he first entered the area. Being majestic as it is, the mansion was larger than Vongola and hidden in an island where it had not been found in the maps. He couldn't remember how they actually got there, but it was great to be back home.
"Ne Rosa, when was the last time we lived here as our memories?" Rosa's eyes softened.
"I don't remember anymore, Tino. I don't know." Rosa smiled as a stray tear formed on her eye. Santino wiped away the stray and kissed her forehead.
"Sorry for the sad memories, Rosa. Now, let's go everyone." He turned to the rest who agreed with the brunette in their own ways.
"Mukuro Onii-sama….." Chrome shyly approached Mukuro as they entered the mansion.
"Hm?" Mukuro patted her head, satisfying his little sister.
"Can we go to our room first?" Mukuro smirked at the double meaning. Turning to Santino, he commented.
"Kufufufu…. You heard her, Nero Ciel Santino."
Santino continued to walk away with Rosa on his shoulder. "It's at the 3rd floor, last on the right. You have the biggest bedroom of that level so no complains." With that, the two disappeared, leaving the rest of the members to their own devices.
Mukuro and Chrome disappeared, most likely to be going to their room straight.
Lantica bowed slightly at them.
"Young Master Tempesta will be on the 3rd floor, last on the left. Young Master Pioggia will be next to Young Master Tempesta's room. Young Master Nuvola would be on the first floor near the Japanese fountain while Young Master Sole will be at the back of the mansion, where the boxing training room is. As for Young Master Fulminare, you will be at the center room of the 3rd floor. The rest of the rooms are guest rooms." Nuvola disappeared to find his room in traditional style while Pioggia was interested in his room. Sole was elated that his room is actually combined with his favorite training room.
Fulminare stared at the room that was set for him before looking for all his brothers and sisters who were entertaining their own rooms. Pioggia had a Dojo just below his room; Tempesta admired the perfect work of supernatural books, which includes the full encyclopedia of aliens. Until then, maybe he will entertain himself of how that collection came by.
Nuvola sat in his room drinking Japanese tea that was specially prepared for him, and it had to be from the town of Namimori, seeing that he was born there. Sole happily started on training like the jet lag hadn't gotten to him and disappeared, maybe off to calling his younger sister. As for the Mukuro and Chrome, let's just say he didn't want to mention it (for the sake of them younger viewers).
As for Rosa and Santino, they had both disappeared, and none of the group knows where in the world they are.
Just this morning, they had disappeared with the same way just before they put their luggage and get to school. Apparently, the jet had a hidden sound-proof shooting arena that no one knew until Rosa announced it. And there goes to say that they were a 'family', not Famiglia.
"Tino-nii, where are you?" Fulminare shouted across the hallway, but yet there was no response from the brunet. Trying his luck once again, he went off to another location.
Meanwhile, Santino stared blankly at the screen where a certain hidden camera captured the picture of Fulminare roaming around.
"Is there anything in your mind?" Rosa passed the Cappuccino to Santino before taking a sip on her cup.
"Not of anything you don't know of." Rosa sighed.
"Cara Mia, why are you still thinking about them when they have no care for you?" Rosa wrapped her arms around Santino's upper body.
"Rosa, it's not that I'm thinking about them, but what if…" Santino paused for a moment. "They want me back?" Rosa frowned at the statement.
"Nero Ciel Santino, have they tried to find you?" Santino find an answer, only to find a significant answer.
No.
"Have they ever treated you like they needed you?"
No.
"So why are you still thinking about them?"
This time Santino replied with an open reflex. "They would destroy our perfect peace with everyone as their Guardians."
"Tino…"
Santino turned to Rosa who just released her. Rosa went up to his ear. "Ti amo. Veramente, parlo sul serio."
She walked away from him just before giving him a smile. "Buona fortuna, il Cielo."
Santino slouched down as he remembered the number of times where he was practically ignored.
"Papa! Mama! Look what I've got!" He happily ran up to them, only to be harshly shushed by them.
"How many times do I have to tell you that children like you are not allowed to talk when the adults are talking?!" His mother shouted at him as he took a step back from her.
"Mama, don't scold him. It wasn't his fault." Both parents turned to the younger twin.
"Oh my dear boy is so sweet. You should learn something from him, you ungrateful child!" She turned a disgusted look at him who flinched.
I will never learn from him.
He walked away from the area with his head laid low.
"Why can't he be more like our sweet boy over here?" His mother sighed loudly as he heard every word.
"I don't know…. I hope that he could be useful someday." A tear fell off from his face as he continued to eavesdrop.
"By the why, my boss is coming for a home visit. Apparently, he will be staying here for a while." His father announced.
"Really? When?" His father looked very sheepish at the moment.
"Actually, it's tomorrow. My boss had a last minute break from his work, and he always wanted to have a look at Japan."
"That's great…" His parents continued to talk more as he moved away from the house again.
Upon walking for the past few minutes walking away from home, he called out. "Lantica, bring me there for the day. I would wish stay there for a moment." The butler kept silent, only carrying his soon young master to the mansion.
With that very day, no one was searching for him, only putting their eyes on the younger twin. But it was alright. He had her, his day and his night.
He came back home all refreshed, but no one even realized that he was missing all along.
Lies, cruel, harsh…..
An old man in his prime golden age stood along with his family in all of his glory, and he was attracted to this man. The old man turned around only to find hi, but nonetheless smile warmly.
Like his sun…
"Hello there." His wrinkles were fascinating for him to see.
He nodded at him before speaking out in a riddle.
"The clam, the sea, the rainbow.
The clam is the one, who protects against all,
The sea calms the clam and the rainbow,
The rainbow would oversee the sea and the clam in its glory.
But no one, and no one,
Would notice what's beyond there,
Not the sky, not the galaxy,
Soon they would surface, but not now.
Soon light and darkness would clash once more,
Leading to its never ending fight." He remembered this as long as it had been, but what it meant was a different story.
The old man widened his eyes in bewilderment, before smiling once more. "That's a wonderful poem, young boy."
He smiled at the old man.
I like him….
"Boss!" The old man turned away from him as his father walked towards him.
"Yes?" His father talked to him in another language, making it all too difficult for anyone to recognize it. By the time they were done, the old man decided to turn back to him, but he had disappeared with a trace.
In reality, he was still there, only that he was using the illusions that his precious sun had taught him. She had even mention that they had to be concealed, tightly to be in fact. The old man had no suspicion, joining to the table where the family sat at.
He laughed bitterly as he ate at a corner and observed the happy family enjoying their moments. He really had to thank the butler for making such delicious food, which reminded him that it, was actually even better than his mother's.
Late at night, the old man sat at the rocking chair that the family rarely used these days, looking out at the sky at the balcony. Once again, he appeared in front of the old man. The old man smiled at him.
"Are you a ghost?" He shook his head in denial.
"You have a pretty flame, mister." The old man gently laughed with a soft touch of the wind.
"How long have you…."
"I had seen it two years back. If you plan to take a walk, turn to the eleventh street and into the alley. That crater was my doing." He smiled brightly at the old man.
"Tell me, what is your name?"
His smile went even wider. "il mio nome é…." The old man widened his eyes…
"Ciel-sama?" Gokudera called him, popping that past bubble of his. He had walked back into his room without anyone noticing him missing, and thoughts just flooded his mind like water filling in the water tank.
"Yes, Tempesta?"
"Is something in your mind?" Tempesta frowned.
Santino gently smiled and shook his head. "Nothing special, really. I just got a feeling something's going to happen soon, you know?"
"Is it an enemy, Ciel-sama?" His eyes sharpened with the thought that there is an enemy near them.
"No Tempesta, it's not the enemy. They wouldn't be this stupid to attack us." Tempesta thought about it for a moment.
"True…"
"And my intuition isn't ringing any danger, so we're safe." Tempesta smiled as Santino was reminded of something.
"By the way….. Why are you here?" Tempesta's face beamed.
"Ah! Rosa told me that you probably need this." He took out something familiar on the movable tray that he had behind him.
Santino's eyes widened as his eyes sparkled at the slight revelation of it. "Triple berry black forest cake!?"
Without further delay, Santino snatched up the heavenly cake in front of him and took a bite. No one could defeat his love of cakes.
"This cooking is still as great as ever!" Santino grinned at Tempesta, happy that he had it special from her.
"She did say she would be in charge of dinner of tonight…" Santino's grin widened, and Tempesta could compare it to Pioggia's. No one could resist her cooking after all.
"Tell her I want Salisbury steak!" Tempesta smiled as his eyes softened. It's great to see his boss like this; carefree and enjoying life.
"Hai, Ciel-sama!" Tempesta ran out of the room, informing the main chef (Rosa) of the day.
"Onii-chan?" A young petite woman walked towards the room, poking her head in to find her brother training.
"Kyoko!" Years after finding out the truth of her brother and his friends, Sasagawa Kyoko was still a pure angel in everyone's eyes.
Kyoko hugged her older brother for reassurance. "Why are you doing here?"
Kyoko smiled. "I want to stay with you, Onii-chan." Sole ruffled her hair. "Did you ask my younger brother?"
Kyoko slightly flinched and hoped that her older brother had not noticed anything. Sole frowned. "You didn't?"
"But Rosa-chan agreed. That makes the same for Tsu- I mean Santino, right?" Sole punched the punching bag once.
"Kyoko, it's for your sake that we don't want you to be hurt…" Sole was close to putting his sister into tears.
"It's always the same for you, little I-pin, Haru and… Hana." Sole grimaced as he tried to say the name of his loved one. He hadn't had anything good since he and the rest of the members told the truth.
"Onii-chan…."
"Stop fretting, Sole." Rosa entered the room, giving a small smile at Kyoko. Her eyes sharpened at the punching bag, calculating everything before giving a punch.
On her ear was a device, an earpiece to be exact. The sharpness of her eyes hadn't vanished from her sight.
"Lantica, 49 degrees and 84 degrees to the left, 68 degrees on the right. Get them."
"Yes, my lady." Rosa sigh a relief, turning back to the siblings.
"Sasagawa Sole Ryohei, I don't know what you are thinking of, but I think Kurokawa-san understands well."
"Rosa, what…" Rosa smiled at Ryohei.
"She is one of us," Rosa turned to Kyoko and link around with hers. "Now… Let's go into the kitchen. You'll help me, Kyoko."
Without any goodbyes, Rosa dragged Kyoko along with her, Kyoko being apologetic to her brother.
Sole, or rather Ryohei looked at the little pouch at the side of the wall. "Distruggere la sfortuna che attacca la Famiglia con li proprio corpo, diventano il sole che splende luminoso su un'area."
School, on the next day, was the definition of new levels of interesting. Crowded by the other students was one, but having training with one of the teachers is not what everyone had expected. Being dragged into a test for the group, Santino had realized that their skills had not been shown and proven by the rest of the school that they were worthy of the class they were in. The Mafia isn't the most pleasant place anyone could be, but it was for their own survival that they had come this far.
Luce as well as the rest of the teachers stood in front of the group. Her smile reminded of Santino of the better days of their childhood, where they had started gathering together.
Putting her hands together, she clapped for the attention of the group.
"We haven't introduced most of us to you, but I hope you will still get use to this school. I have called the entire school that they have to do self studying on their devices today and submit their assignments, but this will not be applied to you nine."
"As you know, I'm Luce, the Sky boss of Giglio Nero as well as the principal of this school. We will be putting you into different tests." She snapped her fingers where six teachers stepped out of the crowd. Apparently, everyone realized she had taken a liking to Japan's language and taken it to another level by bring it back to Italy.
"We have Viper, but call her Ms Mammon. She's your illusionist combat teacher." She pointed to a cloaked female where only two triangles could be seen on each side. The female illusionist sighed. If it wasn't for the high pay that Luce had offered, she wouldn't have taken this job.
"Mukuro-kun, Chrome-chan, she would be your examiner." Chrome clutched her trident tightly.
"Kufufufu…. Interesting." Mukuro cackled as his eyes narrowed, inspecting the teacher closely.
"This is Skull, the tactics teacher. Hibari Nuvola-kun, he's your examiner." Nuvola examined the clearly fidgeting teacher with a bloodlust, gaining a squeak from the teacher himself. With the helmet that he was wearing, somehow he was glad for a reason not to take off for now.
"Hn." What a worthless herbivore.
Almost reading his mind, Rosa put her hand on his shoulder. "Take it easy on the poor teacher. We wouldn't want another sent six feet under right?" Rosa smiled, but that definitely ruffled with the scaredy cat of a teacher.
"Hn." Fine...
"This is Fon, your physical combat instructor. Tempesta-kun, he's yours." Tempesta merely shook off the young storm teacher. He had seen many more who are stronger than the physical combat teacher, and only they knew the truth.
"Whatever."
Moving on to another teacher, Luce took a breather before she continued. "Pioggia-kun, in your case, we have it a little special. They come in a pair when it comes to teaching. Colonello and Lal Mirch are your weaponry instructors."
Pioggia laughed it off. "Ma ma, it'll be fine!" He grinned, but to the rest of the faculty, who knew what happen, could only pray for the raven's safety.
"For Fulminare-kun, he…"
"Give me something, I'm doing it along with them so if they are doing this." Santino was ready to protest when Fulminare made eye contact with his older brother. Santino clenched his fists, mentally scowling for the youngest had to put himself into danger.
"Very well. Verde is the research and technology teacher here, so he's your examiner. If anything happens, this would have to stop for your safety."
Luce moved to the last person. "This is Reborn, your homeroom teacher and overseer of the class. Sole, do be careful when you are with him." She smiled brightly as she meant it to be a joke. But it was never the case when it comes to the Sun user after all.
"Extreme!" Sole punched the air proudly.
"Rosa and Santino, you will be with me since none of the class teachers are available to you two." Her smile was bright, but her words were as sharp as a snake's poison befitting of a boss. The two just nodded their heads.
Everyone had split up and the couple found themselves in the tea room, more specifically a poison tea room. Poison is one of the norms in the Mafia, so one can never let their guard down towards anything.
In the case of Rosa and Santino, they merely walked into it, unaffected by the room. Luce poured herself a cup of non-poisoned tea while she did it differently with the students' cups. They could always bring their students into the infirmary, but today this would mean that they had failed their examination.
"You can see…What's going to happen right?" Santino's bangs covered his eyes, but Luce had known better.
"That vision?" The couple sat down, with Rosa sipping on the tea like there's nothing wrong and Santino refusing to look at the principal. Luce was surprised that Rosa had fallen. Those were very strong sedatives that even an iron stomach couldn't handle!
"Our true identities…" Santino murmured. Luce's eyes widened.
"They were true?" Luce frowned.
"Yes. You were suddenly all rejected by those, right?" Rosa drank up the entire tea and smiled.
"Those…" The pacifiers…..
"We have the truth you want, the good news for everyone though…" Santino gave a lifeless smile. Rosa pressed his shoulder for comfort as she helped him to continue on.
"We became the accursed ones, you see…." Rosa continued to explain; along with each heartbreaking moment that Luce wouldn't want to hear from children. Why?
It is the Mafia, and the Mafia never lets anyone off.
"Kufufufu…. Such beautiful illusions. But they are never enough." Mukuro hit the base of his trident on the floor, overpowering the simple illusion of poisonous snakes and attacking vines with his own illusions, snowy owls that ripped of anything that was alive.
Like it had not cared for any life at all.
"Mukuro nii-sama." Chrome quivered at the overwhelming illusions. She wasn't afraid of them, but rather awe of the 'beautiful' illusion of a massacre that was formed. They were 'siblings' and love each other very much.
"Why did you join the Mafia, Nebbia Mukuro, and Nebbia Chrome?" Mammon looked around the illusions. She had never seen such illusions before, even being a professional illusionist; it isn't easy finding such illusions.
Mammon remembered something when she first came in to this school and internally gave a small smile.
"I have found mine, Luce."
Mammon stared at the paper right in front of her blankly. Why would one of the powerhouses and sky boss of the Giglio Nero Famiglia personally and specially visit an illusionist from Varia?
Unless they want to be enemies of the top Famiglia's assassin squad.
"Varia's mist guardian, Viper-chan right?" Being called by her original name was a devastating thing, but she found herself unable to hate the young boss in front of her.
Stupid feelings.
"What do you want? I'm busy myself." Luce gave an understanding look towards the just turned adult. Mammon is indeed one of the youngest of the ones she had chosen.
"You see Viper; remember the favor that you still have with me?" Mammon clicked her tongue, of all things it had to be the non-profitable ones.
"Then?"
"I want you to be a teacher at the newest class I'm going to hold." Mammon remembered the school that was specially created for the Mafia children when Giglio Nero was formed. It had been an old school, but nonetheless the best school in all of Mafia.
"You have enough people at your disposal."
"We used to be the Arcobaleno until the pacifiers were taken away from us without our lives. This means we are still the top of the food chain." Mammon was reluctant going along with this until Luce gave something appealing.
"Turn to the next page, Viper-chan." Mammon sighed as she turned to another page.
"Uuuu…" She had never seen that many zeros in her life. Was that a prize for being a teacher for the students?
"And you could find a disciple or two of your own."
"What is this school?"
"Well apparently you are the only one I find suitable for the job." A faculty population of 174 teachers couldn't fit the criteria for the class?
"What do I have to do for this class?" With such good offers, only a fool would refuse.
Luce smiled brightly. "This class would only be taught by the best."
Mammon raised her eye, even though it was covered by her cloak. "All eight of us?"
Luce nodded enthusiastically.
"Interesting."
"We have the special program for the teachers. If in any case…." Mammon smirked at the last sentence.
At the case whether a student from the normal class or the special class attracts any of them, immediately they can choose whether they should have a different régime, named top of the school by the best teachers of course.
And the best?
It did not have to come from the same attribute.
"Kufufufu…" Hearing it from the illusionist, Mukuro was unnerved by her statement. Found what?
"I deem you as my personal students and one of the top in school." Chrome couldn't help but to tilt her head in confusion.
"Wha-what is this about, Ms Mammon?" Chrome stuttered. Mammon took a look at the female mist user. From what she had heard from Reborn, this child is suffering from some weird disorder.
"I'm impressed with your skills," Chrome and Mukuro stood next to each other as they continued to listen. "But ever seen this?"
Mammon clicked her fingers, showing an entire different image that no one had ever seen.
"Forbidden Arts. Ever heard of them?" Mukuro smirked at the question, but in reality he hadn't been able to master this as much as he thought. Chrome was faster, but Gina had almost completed it if it wasn't for her side effect.
Chrome nodded her head. Regardless of Gemini Syndrome, she was able to obtain half of what she needed from her other self.
"Oya, you mastered it?" Maybe, just maybe…
"I would have been dead if I can't even show this simple thing." It was true that these skills were deadly, but both of them had gone six hells to know that it had taken great pains to them mastered.
"Then what do you want us to do?" Chrome spoke softly.
"Be my students. I'll get you out of the class for intensive training." Mukuro smirked as Chrome tried to think about it.
"It's fine with me. Chrome?" Mukuro gave a gentle smile.
"If Mukuro-nii-sama says so, then I should do the same."
The illusionists shook hands with each other, sealing up their deal.
Nuvola had never felt so bored in his entire life. Even Lambo who was the weakest in the group was better than this.
The Tactics Teacher was so weak to the point Nuvola could avoid while sleeping even!
"Herbivorous herbivore." It annoyed Skull that he was looked down on.
"Don't mock me! I'm the greatest…"
Nuvola turned away, ignoring his 'grand' speech as he looked around the forest behind him. If he wasn't trained, he wouldn't have realized what kinds of traps had already been laid out within the distance.
Stupid Tempesta and his tendencies…
"Oi! Don't ignore me!" Skull shouted at the raven, only to have Nuvola running into the forest like the teacher hadn't.
Each and every trap had failed; from the simplest tricks to the life-or-death ones.
Skull was impressed by the raven.
He may not be the strongest, but his skills to tactic missions, never once anyone had failed. After all, a Master Tactician always knows the best tricks.
Escaping had been one of the easiest, getting away from the enemy was another, then there is also planning. He had endless of ideas of how to fool someone to killing a person seven ways with a piece of spaghetti or a small little pasta.
Nuvola on the other hand, was more interested in the traps that were set in.
Especially the empty field in front of him.
Don't get him wrong on this. A wide empty field could mean safety….
Or death traps. It had always lain in the unknown.
How interesting indeed…
For a certain Hibari Nuvola that is.
Stepping into the field, it had ranged from dodging bullets and knifes to breaking free from a cage along with a starving Hyena which hadn't eaten for days to biting wild animals to death to avoiding pits of whatever is in there. And the field?
It was fully enclosed with one of the most toughest metals in the whole world.
How in the world did the Tactician managed all of them anyway?
As he stayed there longer than he expected, his bloodthirsty grin appeared.
You are a monster, Hibari Kyoya!
Swiping off one after another, his attacks had become more and more fatal, killing anything that was in his way.
Blood was on his hands and he lick it, along with the grin that cried for blood…
Whether it is the animal Kingdom or the Human race, they could all realize this one thing: it was a massacre, and a brutal one to boot.
Skull stared at the young teenager who cold-heartedly took the animals' hearts and ate it.
He took those hearts of those he had attacked. Those of them, they were in parts and pieces, laid around like an animal had attacked them.
"Nu…..vola?" Skull uttered his name, shocked as he had been.
Despite the ridiculous distance (5 Kilometers away people, that's how big the field is), Nuvola turned his head to the Tactician and did what his instinct would: Attack.
If it wasn't for the fencing along with the lock that he decided to put on, he would have been dead. Really dead.
Even the devil wasn't that scary.
"Skull-kun?" Luce along with Santino and Rosa walked over since Santino had a bad feeling here.
"Mr Skull, did…. anything happen?" Santino prayed hard on this one.
Skull found himself mute, only to point at Nuvola who was currently more interested on what's inside the entire field.
"Oh dear….." Rosa rubbed her temple as Santino's face was drained.
"Rosa….."
"I know…" Rosa grabbed her half fingerless gloves from her coat, knowing what to do.
"Mr Skull, you have the key right?" Skull mutely nodded and passed the key, not wanting to associate with one of the worst in history. Luce grimaced as one of the animals got brutally cut into pieces and the heart eaten by Nuvola.
Upon opening up the gate, Nuvola turned his head and grinned evilly.
Another prey to play with.
Rosa entrusted Santino with the lock and the key, but held the door open when situation calls for it.
"Nuvola, it's me Rosa." Apparently, Nuvola hadn't heard any of her words as he relentlessly attacked the female.
Rosa sighed. She really hated it when he couldn't listen. And it had been a while since he lost himself since that day.
Expertly swiping up two of her guns (one in gold and another in sliver), she swiped off the floor with bullets. She wasn't the type who would love to fight, but she wasn't the one to be defenseless.
"Are you sure letting her in would be good?" Santino smiled wryly at Skull and Luce.
"Rosa, you see….. isn't normal in a sense. She had always been the strongest in the group and had been helping with our trainings without doing anything herself. See those sets of chains on her hands?" Both mentors looked at her hands, which held six sets of them.
"By telling herself not to harm anyone, each chain she sets in is stronger than the next." Skull gulped his saliva and Luce frowned.
Such a child should have a burden on herself, especially when they had the current situations in their hands.
Rosa sighed as she quickly threw her first two chains away, which had been the weakest of them all. The chains flew to the fencing, creating an ultimate dent on it.
"And the materials she used are all kept secret, so it's actually the most hardest metal unknown to mankind." Skull paled.
How strong were these kids?
"But Santino-kun how is it possible that…" Luce could find herself asking with the right words.
Santino smiled. "Only two people are able to stop the all famous Hibari Nuvola…." Both of the mentors stared at Santino.
"The first is Rosa…" The atmosphere grew slightly tense, but it enabled the brunet to continue.
"The other is his now girlfriend."
Rosa growled and hissed at Nuvola as she created a soundproof shield around the both of them. Taking up a high speed kick from above, Rosa spoke.
"Hibari Nuvola Kyoya!" She had to hurry before the other chains sets in…
And break.
Restraining the raven now was so much easier, with now the raven regaining back after being forcefully captured.
"Nuvola Kyoya, can you hear me?" Rosa shook him up, reducing the tension even though Kyoya could attack with his teeth.
"What would she think if you are in this state right now?" Conscious came slowly creeping up back onto him, and Rosa deem safe enough to release him.
Nuvola, or rather Kyoya, stared at his surroundings, filled with blood, fear (animals) and dead carcass.
All by him…..
All by his doing….
Kyoya sloped down as he realized what he had done….
And he enjoyed them all…
Again…
Rosa slowly crept to his back before landing his neck with a hand slicing technique. Nuvola hadn't like it one bit, but she would have to make sure he has to stay at home and to be nursed back to health by the females, even if it means putting him there.
She gave an okay sign to the rest, who had relaxed from their tension. That moment, she ran back to her chain and set them back in, sighed a relief as Santino retrieved Nuvola.
Santino bowed gentlemanly to Luce. "Ms Luce, for Nuvola's sake I would like to make him take a few days leave from school."
Luce nodded to Santino as Rosa made a call.
"Yes, my lady?"
"Prepare a car for Nuvola. He won't be joining us for the rest of the day and few days after." Lantica muffled his laugh, smirking at his lady's words.
"Yes my lady."
The couple walked away as the two mentors stayed to look at the scene.
Never had they seen such gruesome killings on anyone, and it would be buried into their minds for a long, long time….
I'm releasing this one altogether. It makes it better for reading, no?
Word Count: 10,944