Senior High in a Private School is hell on earth. No one could convince me otherwise.

And I know I said that I'm slowly falling out of this fandom in one of my stories but I love this fic too much to drop it before I finally decided it's finished so don't worry too much on me dropping this one anytime soon!

Sorry it took so long! I've been de-stressing this whole time and a new fandom with Ancient Chinese Gays have sucked me in and made my heart go through a rollercoaster ride and I've been miserable ever since. But, my update is here now! I hope you enjoy reading~

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Loop 76

Skull happily bathes under the morning sun, feeling so at peace as he breathes in the fresh air and the sounds of crashing waves. He idly grabs some sand just beside the spot he's sitting at and playfully sprayed some on Oodako that just got out of the ocean. The octopus made a sound that Skull's sure was a protest.

Then the sunlight was blocked.

Turning to the direction of the ocean, Skull sees Reborn. His arms were crossed and his body against the light. Leon, previously resting at Reborn's fedora, jumps down to converse with the indignant Oodako.

"Skull," Reborn starts, his voice flat.

"Hey Ren! Not that it's not nice to see you, but what are you doing here?" Skull asked. Reborn learns after numerous loops of marriage that Skull, despite his very social and boisterous personality, likes to be left alone from time to time. Those times are also usually spent at the beach.

Reborn usually respects these kinds of needs.

Usually.

"Did you seriously just make a horrible gossip in the mafia that I'm into cross-dressing?" Reborn asked, although the way he said it says otherwise. "And that it's one of my kinks?"

Skull raises a brow. "Isn't it true though?"

"That—" Reborn starts as he uncrosses his arms as he rudely points a finger directly at Skull's face. "Does not mean you can just casually make a serious discussion about it on your little tea party with the Tri-ni-sette skies."

Skull rather dramatically gasped, clutching his chest as he schools his expression to pained betrayal. "Ren! How can I not share it with our own children!"

"Yuni's our niece."

"She's our daughter in my eyes!"

Reborn opens his mouth to speak before closing it. The finger rudely pointing at Skull was then pulled away in favor of pinching the hitman's nose.

"Don't change the subject." Reborn turns to face Skull again with his lips kissing his teeth. "And I told you to stop telling Byakuran about things like this. That little shit is a multi-dimensional gossip."

"Like you aren't?"

Reborn barely held back a long suffering sigh.

"Skull, we've talked about this," Reborn said as he settle to narrowing his eyes that if Skull was anyone else, would have been interpreted as a glare.

Skull is the person he clearly is however, as he simply hums. Feeling a bit more mischievous with his healthy dose of Beachside Cloudy Peace—as Hayato had called it— and retorts in a sing song voice he knows annoys Reborn to no end. "But we didn't agree to anything~."

Now Reborn's really glaring. His face looking absolutely menacing with the way the sun shadows his face.

"Why I agreed on marrying you, I shall never know."

"But Ren~!" Skull loudly whines, his voice still in a sing-song. Smiling like a cat who knows exactly how much of a nuisance he's being, he adds "You're the one who proposed~!"

Reborn grabs a handful of sand and threw it straight at Skull's face.

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Loop 82

To say Tsuna was nervous was an understatement. He's literally quesy!

Reborn's family is visiting! And It's not the mafia kind. He thinks? Or at least their part of the mafia but they're a different kind of family, since it's Reborn's husband (Tsuna still hadn't gotten over that, because the satanic tutor from hell actually felt love?!) and a son. Like they're family in the mafia terms but also family?

Gah!

Now Tsuna is confused by how his mind phrased it!

"Don't worry tenth!" Gokudera suddenly chimes, smiling eagerly like a puppy. "Skull-san is actually really nice! He's a former civillain so you would get along well! And their son is the Ranking Prince that Fuuta takes after Skull-san so it should be fine!"

Tsuna relaxes a bit, although he still felt a bit put out.

Did Reborn seduced a poor unknowing civilian and dragged them into the mafia because he can't let go of his love?!

"Hahaha, they sound like a nice family Gokudera!" Yamamoto said, smiling cheerfully at the storm.

Gokudera looks offended. "Of course they are baseball freak! You should be fucking honored to meet them at all!"

"Hahaha, that fine by me!"

"Why you—"

"Hayato!" a voice suddenly shouts, making the trio's attention to a smiling purple man. Tsuna's eyes were drawn to the teardrop tattoo under their eye amidst all of the make-up before he was blinded by a bright smile.

"It's good to see you again! How have you been?" the man asked, waving his hands in greeting as he does so.

"Skull-san!" Gokudera exclaimed before bowing in a perfect ninety degree angle. "I've been well! It's an honour to meet you again as well!"

"Hey! No bowing!" the man said as he pouts.

Gokudera immediately straightened his posture. "O-of course!"

Tsuna's mind goes blank for a second before rebooting. For Reborn, who might as well be the devil himself, to get a spouse as bright as this—

HOW?! Did Reborn kidnap Skull-san like Hades did to Persephone?! Is that it?!

By this point, Tsuna's brain is breaking down as it tries to re-evaluate its world view.

(Years later, Tsuna would realize that this is an unfair comparison and an insult to Hades. Reborn is worse than Hades, the literal God of the Underworld in Greek Mythology himself.)

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Loop 54

Skull wonders as to why the mafia is so bad at giving titles. It isn't that hard isn't it? You just have to make a title that totally suits the person and not make it sound lame. Alas, the mafia isn't really known for its creative naming sense.

(Skull's a bit surprised that Dying Will flames aren't called Willflames, but then again is the name it has now any better?

Most mafioso thinks so at least.)

Case in point, Skull really isn't all that happy with the title he got himself in this loop. At all.

"It's quite a pleasure to have the great Purple Cumulonimbus join us," Reborn said with that infuriating smirk of his. The asshole knows how annoyed Skull was for getting such a ridiculous title and had been rubbing it in for a whole goddamn year. Seriously, how did he fall for this man?

"Shut it. It's not like yours isn't any better," Skull said in annoyance. He rather grumpily sits on his chair with a huff and ignores how the others in the room seems to tense up. They look like their getting ready to get out of the way when Skull and Reborn starts fighting, which they weren't. Other than the usual verbal spats.

To be fair, the rest of the (future) Arcobaleno don't know that. All they know is that some random cloud just appeared one day and slaughtered a whole famiglia that tried to forcefully recruit them one really rainy day. And the whole 'slaughter' thing keeps happening. During rainy days. And that said cloud is currently woth them less than impressed.

Oh, and let's not forget that he's the most feared cloud in the whole mafia that was graciously gifted the title Purple Cumulonimbus. All because his slaughters occur during rainy days.

Skull seriously finds the name so lame it hurts.

(He whined at Reborn about this at least once a week and claims that he should work on changing it.

Seeing as Skull wants Immortal Cloud as his new title, Reborn was reasonably against it.)

"As you may know," Reborn said as pokes his fedora upwards to stare at Skull straight at his eyes. "My title suits me perfectly."

"It strokes your huge ego quite nicely doesn't it?"

"Glad we have an understanding mi amore."

Skull puffs his cheeks childishly for a moment before huffing as he crosses his arms. "You're impossible, you know that?"

Reborn leans forward while resting his clasped hands at the table. The infuriating smirk never left his face. "That didn't stop you from agreeing to be my partner now, did it?"

"Shut up already you ass!"

("Wait, are they in a relationship?!" Lal exclaims as she stares at the two men bantering from across the table.

"It would seem so," someone answers and Lal isn't really sure as to who said it.

Nevermind the fact that they insulted the man for all the piercings, face tattoo, and make-up without knowing who he actually was until Reborn mentioned it! With the rumored ruthlessness of the cloud, it's a wonder that there isn't a fight happening right at this moment. Offended clouds, after all, are just as bad as angry ones.)