Disclaimer: If I own Harry Potter or Katekyo Hitman Reborn, you won't be reading this, won't you?

A/N: If you guys notice, I edited the last line in second chapter.

["A sky?" = "Un Cielo?']

Because the Arcobaleno talk in Italian. There's no way Harry understands them unless there is a language-translating spell (that he by the way hadn't used at the time).

Thanks for the reviews, everyone. I appreciate that you take the time to read this faulty fanfic full of errors. I feel really humbled.

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Skull was, for the lack of better word, unpredictable.

Verde, in particular, hated unpredictability.

Most would be confused by these two statements. By anyone's standard (in the Mafia), Skull, for his part, was not really that unpredictable, only a bit impulsive and free-spirited; if anything, Reborn took the cake when it comes to unpredictability and chaos.

Verde knew better.

Generally, Dying Will Flame is defined essentially as a dense form of aura, made from the wave energy that's present in the body as life force. The balance is similar in relatives, hence resulting in family members often having the same flames.

The stereotype that Dying Will Flames dictate personalities such as hot-headed Storms and ever-accepting Skies was completely untrue-

Was what any pathetic scientist with incomplete information would have said.

Verde, of course, was beyond these waste-for-spaces.

People with Flames did have their brains wired differently than those who don't. It was inevitable; a mafioso already viewed the world differently compared to a civilian. Add the ability to turn their own resolve into power way beyond normal and BAM! There you go. Verde even had the MRI to prove it (which by the way, he obtained from a bit over six dozens 'volunteers').

Instincts that were associated with Flames do exist. Flames of the Sky, for instance, seek out Harmony and depend more on comrades compared to their counterpart, Flames of the Earth.

Perceiving the world was different for a Mafioso; a normal person who saw his or her hand is on fire would scream in fright. A proper Mafia would be caught dead in pink sparkly tutu with unicorns shedding tears of gold by their side before that happens.

Which means never.

Generally speaking, some (many) laws of the nature don't apply on people with Flames and the prolonged use of Flames affect the way people think and subsequently, their personalities.

(The Mafia was basically a bunch of lawless imbeciles anyway.)

Personality was still determined by other factors aside from Flames such as education and environment, resulting in different ways of integration of Flames Instincts.

In conclusion, Flames come with a set of unique instincts that were projected in a different way according to the individual and the purity of their flame.

Now, Verde knew the Arcobaleno - granted, he was in deeper than he had ever imagined. ("No one would expect 'being turned into an infant' as one of the job description," he consoled himself.)

The Arcobaleno were the Greatest; the Best at their respective fields and the Purest Flames users.

Which basically means that their personalities reek of Flames' Instincts.

The Skies are all about acceptance. Aria and Yuni had been the stellar examples of a proper Sky. It doesn't matter to a Sky if it was a killer, mad genius or a saint. What matter was whether they are able to bond or not. Skies tend to be possessive; it was unavoidable. (He suspected that if the Fated Day -Luce's betrayal- didn't happen, maybe all of them had a chance for a Harmony with Luce.)

All Storms desire something - be it wealth, love, acceptance or calmness. They went to a great length (possibly self-destructive) to obtain their objectives. Verde remembered a particular event when that little apprentice of Fon was kidnapped by the Triad in order to have a semblance of control over the Storm- none of the assailants had any remain to speak of and an entire brach of the Clan was gone by the morning. (Verde shuddered to think what would happen if Fon was Harmonized.)

Rains are the backbone of the group- the reliable ones. They were the loyal for years on end type, the ace of the team, the one that can be trusted. They were hardly the calmest type -some of them could be pretty hot-blooded- but their presence brought some kind of relief. Colonnello was one of such.

(Lal Mirch had the hardest of time when the Rain pacifier chose Colonnello instead of her. The rebound had caused her aura to disorient so much that her Rain Flames transformed into Rain-Mist-Cloud Flames combination. Even Fon admitted that her mood swings were the worst at the time.)

Suns are intensely active. This trait could be demonstrated through either physical way or mental one. Of course, there were also monsters that could balance both like Reborn who just defied the limit of a human casually. Plus, his restlessness and tendency to create chaos wherever he goes could be attributed to the Sun Flame.

Verde figured out Lightning Flame pretty fast. Lightnings strive for achievement. This could range from taking over the world to obtaining someone's approval.

Mists are imaginative and creative. Lava pits and creatures are one thing, but disguises and more make the Mist Flame the most creative people because they're constantly exercising what they imagine and making it real with as much detail as they can imagine. There was a reason Viper -Mammon- is the best Mist. They -he? she? Verde hadn't found out yet- could construct an illusion catering to the opponent's (read: victim) mentality; playing with their minds until he or she doesn't know which is right and which is left.

Clouds want independence. They find ways to achieve it being free from society, to being free from any claim to being free from relationships but the ones they choose; it's also the reason Clouds are the hardest to harmonize with. They want the ability to chose and not just have choices thrust upon them. They are just as possessive as Skies, maybe even more. They are also the best fighter, often going on offense.

Skull -he was an anomaly.

The fact that he was an Inverted Cloud was still fine -as rare as that was. Skull's behaviour might hadn't aligned with that of a normal Cloud, but his base was covered, at least. His Cloud Instincts were demonstrated through his live-threatening stunts; Verde heard it was freeing to some people.

All in all, Skull was pretty normal.

Of course, this was a false hypothesis.

Skull was loud-

(Skull was a brat. A rebellious punk-rock teenager with brightly dyed hair, multiple piercings and penchant for leather and motorcycle.

He'd complaint about anything and would definitely be the most upset after a betrayal.

Yet.

That Fated Day, he'd said nothing, slipping away in the chaos.

Verde thought that he was just in a shock.

Looking back, Verde realized that Skull just looked resigned.)

A coward-

(They were hunted down.

"Are you scared, Verde?"

Verde's eye twitched when he saw the stupidly blinding grin the purple haired infant had on.

"Gah!" he exclaimed. "Speak for yourself."

Skull laughed, showing off a string of pearly teeth and striking a pose so horrendous that Verde itched just to hit him.

"THE GREAT SKULL-SAMA IS NOT AFRAID OF- GAH!"

"Shut up, Skull."

Verde was relieved that the atmosphere had lightened up.)

Weakest of them all-

(Skull died in a blaze of purple fire.

Verde was the only one present to witness it.

He could only say that he was glad that the only remain of their infant body after death was the pacifier.

None of the others could bear to see that foolish smile on their Cloud.)

Conclusion: Skull was hiding something and it was high time that Verde find out what it is.

(Not to mention the worrying fact that Skull hadn't displayed the infamous Cloud rage even after all the pushing Reborn and Colonnello had done.

After all, even if he was said to be the weakest, he was still the strongest Cloud in the world.

His Rage would probably be catastrophic.)

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'And finally,' Verde thought triumphantly, 'this Bazooka will answer all the questions I have.'

After all, in order to understand a problem, you should examine the source of the problem and what better way to find out someone's past than to make him exchange place with his younger self?

(He knew he should asked instead but each of the Arcobaleno had this tacit understanding not to ask about each others' background and it would be awkward to ask now. Not that he cared about such mundane matter.)

The Lightning ex-Arcobaleno stared with anticipation as the pink cloud dissipated, already having a notebook out for recording observations.

'Huh?'

Verde felt his world cracked a little when he saw a not-Skull appearing out from where younger Skull should be.

Because Skull was not a Sky. Nor should he had glasses. Or a sword.

Verde heard a mocking voice announced:

"Ding dong, you're wrong."

("Why do you always mess up my experiments?!" The green haired infant shouted out of frustration. "The probability of meeting a dual Flame user -Mist and Sun, which is by the way the rarest dual type- that can affect this gadget is next to impossible!!"

"I'm telling you! This isn't my fault! I don't go looking for trouble, damn it! Trouble usually finds me!")

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A/N: I'm glad this chapter is over. I literally wrote it from three different characters' POV before finally settling on Verde's. Anyway, three chapters down, four to go. Sorry for the late release. I'm in a boarding school so you know what that mean...