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Written For: The One Million Words Added Competition, The Anime and Manga Diversity Writing Challenge, The Disney-A-Thon Challenge, The Anime and Manga Quotes Boot Camp, The Movie Quotes Boot Camp Challenge, The Pokémon Diversity Writing Challenge, As Much As You Can. Challenge, If You Dare Continued Challenge.

Prompts: Enter a multichap into NaNoWriMo and complete 50,000 words for it in November (Home Tutor Hitman Reborn), Minimum word count of 50,000, Enter a multichap into NaNoWriMo and complete 50,000 words for it in November (Pokémon), Write about a Kidnapping/the Dursley's (The Stabbington Brothers), "Shall I take you, to the place where dreams come true?" - Nagisa Okazzaki, Clannad After Story, "Toto, I've got a feeling that we are not in Kansas anymore" - Wizard of Oz, 1939,. Out of this world.

Chapter 3

"Oh Vernon! Really?" the female Dursley's, Petunia, voice came sounding sickly sweet. "That is wonderful news! Maybe now we can get r-"

"Pet, how about letting the guests enter the living room and sit down first before we start talking about anything," Vernon said quickly as he shot a nervous look over his shoulder. "I am sorry about my wife, sometimes she gets a bit carried away with all of those soap's that she likes to watch on TV."

Reborn did not reply, instead he simply nodded his head in understanding and waited for Vernon to step aside. Dread filled him as Mukuro's earlier words floated about his head, and now with Petunia Dursley's words added into the mix his fear for his precious little gattina grew.

Maybe I should see if I can speed things up a bit. If this is how the Dursley's talk about Harry... Reborn watched as Vernon walked into the living room slowly. With a frown on his face Reborn opened his mouth to speak only to say nothing when a soft tap against his foot caught his attention, it was the silent sign from one of the others that they wanted his attention. I wonder who it could be, I hope that it is good news about Harry.

Turning his head slightly so he could see yet not draw attention Reborn found Yamamoto giving him a pointed look. Reborn nodded his head slightly allowing the Rain Guardian to know that he had got the world's best hitman's attention. Understanding Reborn's silent message Yamamoto glanced to the staircase before looking at Reborn quickly before looking back at the staircase once again for a few seconds then he turned his attention back to the Dursely's, Tsuna and Gokudera.

I wonder what Yamamoto wants for me to see. Reborn thought with a frown only to find himself harshly biting his lower lip at just who he saw standing on the stairs with a certain someone in their arms. Harry, my precious little gattina is safe...

Standing halfway down the stairs was Mukuro, who had a very dark look on his face, and hold in an extremely protective manner, one that he had only ever held Chrome in, was Harry Potter. Besides the dried blood, bruises, scratches, pale skin, and a few other problems that Reborn could spot his nephew was safe in the arms of Mukuro and was finally going to get the medical attention he so sorely needed.

As Mukuro disappeared using his illusions Reborn could not help the dark smirk that appeared on his face. Everything was going their way, in less than an hour they would be returning to Italy with his nephew.

***A few minutes earlier with Mukuro and Chrome***

Chrome nervously stood behind her Mukuro-sama with worried eyes. She knew just how much Mukuro hated to see a child in pain after his and her pasts, Chrome could not help but to wonder just how long the Dursley's had left to live. As she watched Mukuro slowly open the door and call out to the injured child on the other side of the door Chrome found herself remembering her own past as she followed Mukuro's led. Harry did not know it yet but he was gaining protectors and family that would risk their lives for him.

"Harry, child?" Mukuro called out softly as he looked around the room he had come so much to hate, even though he could easily see Reborn's nephew on the ground curled up he did not want to scare the boy anymore than he already was. "Harry, Piccolo there is no need to be scared. Big brother Mukuro and big sister Chrome has come to save you."

Chrome felt her heart warm at Mukuro's words. "We will not hurt you Piccolo, we are here to get you out of here, away from the pain."

"Big sister Chrome is right, we were sent by another family member who wants you to live with them to bring you to him," Mukuro called out softly to the dark room, using his experience with Chrome to his advantage. "Your relative wants to be a big happy family, your big brother and big sister will be living with you too. There will be no more pain."

Harry found himself battling the darkness only for the kind soft voices to pull him farther away. As he listened to the kind words from the obviously female and male pair that stood in the doorway Harry felt a small slither of hope bubble inside of him.

I have nothing to lose, no one will miss me if they end up killing me. Besides, no one can think of anything worse to do to me than what I have already been through. Harry did his best to uncurl his body and call out to the two that had called themselves his older siblings only to let out a small whimper of pain as pain flared through his body. I wish someone would take this pain away.

The sound of footsteps came to Harry's ears only for the sound to stop right in front of him. Harry knew that he was a sitting duck, his body felt too tired and heavy to even think about moving. His uncle had done a good job on him.

"Do not worry, we will look after you," the female said, if Harry had to guess this person had to be 'big sister Chrome'. "Mukuro-sama is going to pick you up so we can get you out of this horrid place. I will follow with your belongings and owl afterwards."

"F-Floorboard," Harry crocked out, his throat sore from where his uncle had used his neck to hold him. "Treasures..."

"We understand, your most important items are hidden under a floorboard," the voice of big brother Mukuro said making Harry let out a quiet hum of agreement. "Thank you for telling us, big sister Chrome will make sure to get everything. Now are you ready? There is a doctor waiting outside to heal you and in your current state I do not think that you are capable of walking out of this house. Can I pick you up?"

Harry simply let out another hum of agreement, he was starting to think that this was all a wonderful dream. It had all of the makings of one after all, being taken away from the Dursely's, having another relative want him and even sending nice people like this Mukuro, Chrome and Doctor person to fetch him. As gentle hands carefully scooped him up off of the floor with just tenderness and gentleness, the likes that Harry had never experienced since his parents death, it only made Harry think even more that this was a dream. A wonderful cruel dream. Lost in his own world Harry never noticed a pair of mismatched eyes looking down at him with worry and understanding.

"Do not worry, this is not a dream," Mukuro said softly as held the Piccolo bride style, a frown appeared on his face as he felt just how light, thin and small the child really was. "Trust your big brother and big sister, your Zio Reborn will make sure that you are well protected and looked after."

Wanting to see his relative Harry did his best to keep his eyes open but it was a losing battle. Mukuro sensing that the Piccolo in his arms wanted to see his relative quickly walked out of the poor excuses for a bedroom, down the hallway and only pausing briefly for Yamamoto to gain Reborn's attention so the pair could see each other for the first time.

As Mukuro watched Reborn look his nephew over the mist flame user could easily see the emotion dancing in Reborn's eyes. If it was not just a grave situation Mukuro knew he would be laughing his head off at the protective and worried look Reborn was shooting the Piccolo.

Who would of ever thought that the world's greatest hitman and one of the seven arcobaleno would turn out to be just a mother hen. Mukuro watched as Reborn shot them one last look before turning back and following the walrus of a man into the living room. Poor Piccolo, I have a strong feeling that he will have a very large group of bodyguards before we even leave the airport.

Gently rubbing the boy's back, who he had adopted as his and Chrome's little brother, in a soothing manner Mukuro used his solid illusions to open the front door silently. As he quickly walked down the stairs and out of the front door he felt a small bony hand reach up and grab his top causing Mukuro to fall under the power of Reborn's nephew.

I wonder if Piccolo has a sky flame, he and Tsunayoshi both seem to have that power where you find yourself wrapped around their little finger. Mukuro let out a dry laugh as he quickly ran to the limo where Ryohei was waiting. One thing is for sure, together this Piccolo and Tsunayoshi could bring the mafia world to its knees.

To Be Continued...

Just a note about the pairings, please no pairings for Harry. I'm planning to do something to him a bit later in the story that will mean he cannot have a lover. If anyone wants to try and work out what I'm going to try and do to Harry there is a big hint in what Mukuro calls him, Piccolo which is Italian for little one (if the translator website is right) then you are welcome to.