Colonello's lost son

Chapter 10

By Blockhed13

Disclaimer: I do not own Katekyo Hitman Reborn! ™

I met a man with short white spikey-ish hair and a bandage on the bridge of his nose. He looked slightly confused, and interested. I'm assuming he's wondering why I look like Colonello. Where have I seen him before? Oh, duh. While I was being healed.

Lal went up to the seemingly puzzled man, and whispered in his ear.

His eyes lit up and a huge smile went on his face.

"Lal, you had a son? With Colonello? That's extreme!" He went up close to me and looked at me, "He looks just like him! Even more extreme!"

I backed my head up, but keeping my feet planted, "Uh, yeah. Extreme."

Lal whispered in his ear again. Ryohei smiled and nodded. I wonder what that was about.

He turned to Lal, "Can I take him outside?"

Lal shrugged, "Not to town, just the balcony. Will this interfere with any of your plans?"

Ryohei shook his head, "I'm staying the week. No plans made; except to box to the extreme!"

Lal nodded, "You can take him out, but don't let him get hurt, and no boxing!"

I sighed. My Mom is being protective…. Like a real mother.

Lal left somewhere, and he looked at me with admiring eyes.

"I have so many extreme stories to tell you about your Dad! Where do you want me to begin?"

Oh wow. If everyone in the mafia is like this, it really is nothing how I imagined the mafia, "Umm, how did you get involved in the mafia? I figure hearing the story from the beginning is the best."

"Oh, hahah! Good memories…." We began walking, "Ten years ago, I was attending a school in Japan, Namimori middle school. I became friends with Sawada Tsunayoshi, today known as the tenth Vongola boss."

"Wow…. He must be pretty strong." I commented. Ryohei did a half nod.

"He's the strongest person I know. Believe it or not, he never intended to be a mafia boss. He was just a regular kid at school. His grades were not the best, nor was he the strongest person there. In fact, he earned the nickname "Loser Tsuna." Ryohei recalled. I raised my eyebrow.

"Why are you bad-mouthing your boss behind his back?" I questioned. He smiled.

"Your mother asked me to answer any of your questions truthfully." He recalled. I guess that's why she was whispering in his ear. I wonder why she had to whisper it.

I shrugged, "Continue."

Lal walked into the base located in the middle of town, and walked straight to Iemitsu's office.

"I got your call earlier. What is it?" Lal sat down.

"I was looking into your past mission-"

"Why were you looking in my personal mission files? You know those private!" Lal growled. Iemitsu ignored her discontent.

"I had my reasons-"

"Then you better start giving them!"

Iemitsu exhaled, "I was simply trying to find out more about your son."

Lal crossed her arms and scowled, "I refuse to answer any questions regarding my son or personal life. I will not allow my family to interfere with business."

Iemitsu pulled out a thin manila folder stuffed with a couple papers, "I wasn't going to."

"Then I don't see how my son fits into this meeting." Lal inspected the folder.

"Okay. Then I won't talk about him the rest of the meeting. I want to know why this is the only folder you have that's relatively empty. And why it was in your personal file cabinet." Iemitsu slid the folder over to her.

Lal opened the document, and quickly shut it, "What is there to know?"

Iemitsu closely judged her reaction to the file, "Why isn't there a title, findings, a mission report or prep?"

Lal opened the document back up and flipped through the blueprints and layout of the building, "It was sixteen years ago. Hell if I remember." She once again quickly shut the document.

"Well, what do you remember?"

Lal looked up at him, "I've had thousands of missions. This is just another one."

"But it was in your personal box. You must surely remember everything that was in that box. Especially that mission." Iemitsu pried. Lal didn't budge.

"I remember there was one mission. I showed up to some building, busted inside, and nothing was inside. It was empty. Nothing anywhere. It wasn't worth reporting or writing down in my findings. That's probably the file you found." Lal shrugged, "I figured the CEDEF team was giving me a little April fools joke."

Iemtisu slid the file back to himself, "Yet, the date was June 3rd, 1999? And you kept the file in your personal files?"

Lal sighed, giving up, "Yes, exactly. A late April fools joke and a file mix-up. Now if you excuse me, I have places to be."

Lal got up and headed out of his office.

"We aren't done yet!"

Lal didn't turn around, "I am! Now I've got more important things to do than talk about a sixteen year old prank!"

Iemitsu gave up, and waited for Lal Mirch to leave earshot.

"How interesting…" Iemitsu pondered, She seemed upset that I talked about this mission and her son… I wonder what Turmeric and Oregano's investigation will bring up.

My dad was awesome. Ryohei told me everything about him in as much detail as possible, and usually mixed in the word "extreme" as well.

He told me about training with him, my parents together, and my dad's bird; Falco. Which, now that it occurs to me, how the hell did a bird fly him?

"Ryohei, how did my dad's bird fly him? It's not physically possible. And don't pull a coconut-swallow complication on me."

"Oh. Falco landed on his head, picked him up and flew him. Your dad was light enough."

I tilted my head in confusion, "Whaaat? Was my dad, like, anorexic or something?"

Ryohei laughed, "No, no. Think of it like a stork delivering a baby."

"Implying that my dad was baby?" I smiled in humor. He looked at me, and nodded. Seriously. "Say what now?"

Right then, Lal walked out on the balcony and joined us.

"Oh, hi Lal." Ryohei greeted. I'm still trying to figure out my dad being a baby.

I couldn't help but laugh at this cockamamie explanation.

"Can you give me some time with him?" Lal requested. Ryohei nodded, and went inside.

"So, my dad was a baby, huh?" I chuckled. Lal didn't respond, like she's thinking about something.

"Yeah." She answered, "There's a couple things I haven't told you yet."

Wait. Now I believe I'm certifiably confused, "…How did you have me when my dad was a baby?"

"He wasn't a baby then."

"Wait… So, he wasn't a baby, and he turned into a baby?" I pieced together, then overlooked the forest, "Huh?"

Lal joined my viewing, "…There's an…"

"Organization?" I continued.

"…Yeah, something like that. This organization is known as the 'Arcobaleno.'"

"That's…" I thought about it for a moment, "Rainbow in Italian?"

Lal nodded, "The Arcobaleno are made up of the seven of the strongest people in the mafia."

Well, this makes sense so far.

"How do babies work into this?" I questioned. I never thought I'd ever ask that question.

"These seven met up in an undisclosed area, and they were given the curse of the Arcobaleno. This curse turns them into babies."

"…So, they were turned into babies because they were powerful?" I fit together. Lal gave me a shrugging nod.

"More or less, yes."

I narrowed my eyes, "…The mafia makes as much sense as a Japanese manga…"

Lal smiled and laughed, and proceeded to mess with my hair, "Crazy, but true!"

I'm not even sure if the mafia is serious, or a place for clowning around anymore.