Air Reborn:

As the plane took off and stabled out, I explored around the spacious room. There was a mini bar, refrigerator, and a large flat-screen TV with an accompanying couch. Seeing as Reborn was asleep, I just opted to see what kind of TV I could get on an international flight.

None to my surprise, it was in Italian. It was hell trying to find the language settings, but when I got it to Japanese, I found that there were a lot of movies I wanted to watch. I also found that there was wireless headphones connected to the TV set, so I just plugged in and settled down for a comedy movie marathon.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but I woke up on the couch as I had been, but a blanket was draped over me. I turned off the television and took off the headphones. They were apparently soundproof, because as soon as I took them off, I heard Reborn, Bianchi, and someone else in a conference call.

"…And that's what I got. By the time I had them marked and showed up, they had already gotten her." Reborn said.

"Ryona's not going to like this." A man said over the phone. "She already isn't liking to find someone else for Hibari, and Kirata isn't making her choice any easier."

"And I keep saying you spoiled her to much." Reborn sighed. "If you didn't say yes to every request of hers, she probably wouldn't be this picky now."

"But could you say no to her face?" The man complained childishly.

"Easily." Reborn replied seriously. "But you never let me tutor her like I did with you."

"Because you would have killed her!" I heard the man slam his desk. "I don't even know how I got through all of it."

"Oh come now Tsuna, you know honey would never had put her in real harm." Bianchi tried to sooth the man.

"Bianchi, Reborn made me rock climb, in mittens, without a harness. If I had let Ryona go through that type of training, then-"

"She would be grateful for the life and choices she has." Reborn finished. "Look Tsuna, we can finish this argument in three hours when we land." Reborn finished by pushing a button on the hook.

"And that's the head of the Neo Vongola Family?" I asked from the couch, gaining both of their attention. "Sounds kind of whiney to me."

"You have no idea." Reborn sighed as he kneaded his head. He then sat back and looked over to me. "Get up and take a shower Sanget. We land in three hours."

"There's a shower on board?" I asked in amazement.

"Well of course there is." Bianchi replied. "Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to spruce up after-"

"-Our often long flights." Reborn cut in. "And don't forget to take care of the suit. I checked that it was your only one. We're going to be fixing that."

"You checked my suitcase?" I asked, a bit angry about the invasion of privacy.

"And might I say, I'm not very impressed with what you chose to come with." Bianchi sighed. "Nothing to even pass as acceptably casual."

"You know what? I give up." I said as I stood up. "Which way is the shower?"

"Through that door, second on the right." Reborn pointed toward the front. "Hanger's already in there."

I silently went over and went through the door. As I went through the aforementioned door, I was beginning to wonder if this wasn't just a mansion with wings.

The room was sparkling white with a large sink and mirror with a closet opposite to it. As I opened the closet, there was an entire suit press inside. I checked out the shower, and I didn't feel like I knew what half of the thing was supposed to do. I just stood there for a minute to take it all in before disrobing. I took special care to put away the suit before stepping in the shower.

After a bit of experimenting, I found the right setting and went about cleaning all the sweat off of my body. It's amazing how much one can panic in a day; I was feeling cleaner by the second. But as I was in the shower, I began to think.

How were we going to find Sugu exactly? Reborn said we didn't know who took her, and he didn't do a good job on taking notes of who they were. And what was this about Dying Will Flames? I could have sworn that I had seen the exact same phenomenon happen on one of the guy's knives, but what did it mean? And once I had that, what was I meant to do with it exactly? And how in the world did Reborn shoot people to do things for him?

I finally gave up on trying to answer any of these questions and turned off the shower. But as I stepped out, I realized the one thing that I had missed.

There were no towels in the room. I groaned and creaked the door open slightly. "Reborn? Bianchi? Could one of you grab a towel please? There aren't any in here."

I heard a bit of a scuffle before the door opened and Bianchi marched down the hall and handed me a towel. "You were taking so long, I thought you would have noticed something like that before getting in." She said in a bit of a huff.

"Sorry. Geez." I said as I too the towel and started to wipe off my arm. But it didn't feel quite right. Then I took a closer look at what Bianchi handed me. "Hey! This one of my favorite shirts!"

"Deal with it, we'll get you new ones later." Bianchi said as she left back to the room. "I told you we should have checked for him!" She shouted as she slammed the door shut. I had the very distinct impression that they didn't have any kids at home. If they had one. This very may well be their house for how decorated it is.

I just looked down at my shirt and sighed. I might as well go along with these crazy ideas of theirs until I ran into some sane people in Italy. Maybe I could get dad to side with me on a few of my fights. I rubbed myself dry as well as I could and got dressed in my finely kept suit. As I put it back on, it felt warm, as though it had just been pressed. I took one more look in the mirror and left back for the other two.

As I came in, it seemed like both of them were enjoying coffee at the table, but knowing them, it was probably poisoned or something crazy like that. I took a seat across from the two and stared at them for a second before carefully starting my questions.

"So, we have, like, two hours now until we land?"

"Yep." Reborn said soundly as he took a sip.

"And in that time, could I have some of my questions answered?"

Reborn took out a wallet and took out a note with a ten on it and gave it to Bianchi. She quietly accepted it and put it away. "Go ahead." Reborn said dourly.

"Ok, so, what is the Dying Will Flame?"

"Going for the big one first." Bianchi smiled. "Well, you see Sanget, everyone has will, but when pushed to an extreme, like death, sometimes that will can manifest itself. Over time, we came to learn that there are seven-"

"Fifteen." Reborn corrected.

"Seven." Bianchi fermented. "The other seven are exactly the same and no one can really use the eighth one, Reborn."

"Tell that to Bermuda and Simon." Reborn smirked.

"Anyways." Bianchi continued. "The seven different flame were found to each have different properties. They were each named as a phenomenon of the sky, so they're also known as Flames of the Sky." As to cement her argument, Bianchi held out her hand and a red flame popped out of it. "This is known as a Storm Flame."

"I've seen that before." I said in awe. "And there are six other flames exactly like that?"

"Not quite." Reborn said as He reached under his collar and pulled out a pacifier. I started to laugh, but a glare from Reborn stopped me before I could begin. Reborn's Pacifier began to glow yellow and began to spark a bit. "This is the Sun Flame. And then there's you, a user of the Lightning Flame, which as you know is green."

"Wait a second. Red, yellow, green, is there a blue and orange too?"

"And indigo and purple." Bianchi nodded. "You were right Reborn, he is smarter than Lambo was."

"So all of these Flames make a rainbow?" I began to smile.

"One, very deadly, rainbow." Reborn said as he put his pacifier away. "Besides being a manifestation of will, they also have their own properties. Like mine helps give me great reflexes, for things such as driving."

"And mine helps destroy the other women that flock to Reborn." Bianchi smiled.

"So, what do mine do?" I asked as I looked at my hand. There was no trace of what happened to it yesterday, but I could still see the electricity bouncing around it.

"Lightning Flames are primarily used to strengthen things to the point of invulnerability." Reborn said. "So you're going to be a meat shield."

"For what?" I asked, a bit scared for my life now.

"For Ryona of course." Reborn said. "The main point of being the Lightning Guardian is to be the meat shield."

"Well that's just great." I sighed, then sat bolt upright. "But that means Ryona was looking to make Sugu the Lightning Guardian, right?"

"Very much so." Reborn nodded.

"Well that's just not going to happen." I slammed the table. "There is no way I would let Sugu be a meat shield for the mafia."

"So you would take her place?" Bianchi asked.

"Yes!" I responded immediately. "What kind of girl is Ryona to think she can just pick a random girl up and use her for the mafia?"

"A girl who thinks for the mafia?" Reborn replied. "When I was told that Tsuna would be the tenth leader of the Vongola Family, I didn't question it, and I did my damndest to raise him to be a good Mafioso."

"Wait, you taught her father?" I asked dumbfounded.

"Yes, and?"

"Just, just let me cool off a second." I said as I sat back. Reborn couldn't be more than thirty-five or so. Ryona was sixteen, and he said before that this Tsuna guy was taught at fourteen. Together, that was thirty years right there. But assuming that Tsuna took time to have a kid, say a few years, that was longer than Reborn's been alive! I just gripped my head and groaned.

"I think you just blew his brain honey." Bianchi snickered, but suddenly stopped. "Sanget? Where did you get that ring?"

"Huh?" I said as I looked up. Bianchi looked a bit concerned, Reborn's face was placid. "Uh, I just got it from a weird chameleon with a ring box with a note from my dad. Why?"

"Reborn!" Bianchi looked at him in shock. "You didn't already give him his ring!"

"I don't know." Reborn didn't react at all. "I just gave Leon the note and shot him, it was up to him to give what was needed."

"Leon?" I thought where I heard that name before. "Mom said something about Leon. Who is it?"

"Him." Reborn pointed to his hat. I looked at it, but didn't see anything. Just as I thought that Reborn was pulling my leg, I saw two yellow eyes pop out of nowhere. I must have jumped, because Bianchi and Reborn were obviously smiling at me. As I stared longer, the chameleon became more and more visible as it crawled down Reborn's face and arm and onto the table.

"Bet you another ten he gets into a staring contest with Leon." I heard Bianchi whisper.

"No deal." Reborn whispered back. "Anyways." He cleared his throat. "You're saying Leon gave you that?" Reborn pointed at my ring.

"Yeah, it was kind of weird how he insisted I take it." I said, still keeping an eye on Leon to make sure he wasn't moving.

"Can I see it?" Reborn asked as he held out a hand.

"As long as you don't shoot me for it." I said as I held my hand out. Reborn held my hand and examined the ring. Bianchi also leaned over his shoulder to get a look. "I don't see the big deal, it's just a ring."

"That's what you say." Reborn said. "But to us, it's a source of power."

"You're serious? The mafia believes in magic rings too?"

"Do you want a demonstration?" Bianchi asked as she summoned up another red flame.

"No thank you." I said as fast as I could.

"But he does seem to be right." Reborn cut in. "From what I can tell right here, it's just a normal diamond ring."

"Would Leon really just do that?" Bianchi asked.

"He did just give Dino a whip." Reborn said as he let my hand go.

"And a water absorbing monster turtle." Bianchi counterpointed.

"Can you find a problem with it?"

"I never saw him have a use for it." Bianchi shrugged. "But it just goes to show that what Leon makes isn't pointless."

"Wait, so this chameleon made this ring?" I asked. "How in the world did it manage to do that?"

"He's a very special chameleon." Reborn stated.

"That doesn't explain anything."

"It explains everything."

"You're impossible." I groaned as I held my head in my hands again. "When are we landing again?"

"An hour and a half hours now, why?" Bianchi asked.

"I'm watching a movie." I said as I got up to get away from the two crazies at the table.

Little would I learn they were the sane ones.