Mia Tempesta
Summary: Reborn never liked being a (secondary) Sky, but he can't deny his nature forever, so one day he starts collecting his Elements. Except now there was a tiny Storm that packs quite a punch that he doesn't know what to do with. Denial leads to trouble, trouble leads to possessiveness, possessiveness leads to ... something else much more tender. Throw in Checkerface and the Arcobaleno Sky into the mix and things get quite complicated.
"You're leaving COMSUBIN?" Reborn asked a bit incredulously of his younger Rain when Colonello popped up for a sudden visit about three years after he'd started tutoring Dino. Said 'Bucking Bronco' had had the (mis)fortune to meet the blond Rain Arcobaleno when Colonello had decided to test the twenty year old Don's training's results so far and literally jumped onto his head from out of nowhere. Well, from the sky, where Falco had flown him all the way from central Italy's COMSUBIN base, but that's just details no one cares about.
He ignored the fact that Dino was still gawking at the ridiculously strong white eagle perched on a branch behind Colonello in the Cavallone gardens. Dino had no space to be so in awe of a strange animal. Enzio, his beloved pet slash partner turtle that Leon had given 'birth' to, can grow to the size of his manor if he gets wet enough. And Dino had seen what all Leon can turn into over the past three years. Nothing should surprise him at this point.
"Yeah. I got an invitation from Mafia Land to work there to train the staff and act as the main defense against any idiots who might try to attack the island, kora. Figured my stay in COMSUBIN has worn out my welcome, kora. I've been hearing rumors they want to, ah, discharge me, kora." Both Arcobaleno grimaced at that. If it's whispers and if it isn't specified that it's 'honorable discharge', then it means someone in the higher ups of COMSUBIN has gotten twitchy and wants to get rid of an officer, hitman style. It could be anything from people being unsettled by Colonello's long stay in COMSUBIN at such a high ranking position or simply because someone was feeling like a dick and wanted to kill someone for no good reason. Lal used to keep people on their toes and no one dared try something like that with her despite her many years of service because Lal did not act all that much like a Rain while Colonello did have more patience and a much friendlier disposition.
"Do you want me to deal with it or ...?" He trails off, knowing Colonello will get his meaning. Hey, if they wanted to play 'hitman' with one of his Rains, well, Reborn will be more than happy to oblige them. Maybe show them how a real hitman does things. He does so love watching 'powerful' people piss in their pants when they see him holding a gun in their relative presence. He'd once managed to make a Don literally shit himself over a video conference just by loading his gun. The man had been in America and Reborn had literally had a three year old Kyoya curled up on his lap just out of the frame back in Japan. Even he would have needed half a day to get to the man to kill him, but the Don had forgotten all about that and had still shit himself as though Reborn had been right there in the same room as him.
Easiest, most entertaining money he'd ever earned.
Also the reason why Fon had forbidden him from being alone with Kyoya for nearly a month after that when he'd walked into the room to check up on them because he'd heard sobbing. Really, Fon was too overprotective. Kyoya may have woken up because of the man's wailing but he had not been scared or traumatized, only annoyed with 'the herbivore' and in awe of Reborn for having managed it the way he had.
On second thought, that just might be the reason Fon hadn't wanted him around the bloodthirsty little skylark.
Eh, he'll make Kyoya his second coming one day, soon enough, and he just knew Fon won't be able to stop them. The younger Hibari was far more feral than his dearest 'chichi'. Might be the consequence of growing up with assassins, hitmen, crazy stuntmen, mafia soldiers/agents, morally questionable scientists and extortionist illusionists and their equally as vicious and dangerous pets that just hide it better behind their cuteness.
Actually, Kyoya had spent most of his life so far in that state, hadn't he? Hiding just how vicious he was behind his adorable little face.
(Kyoya, in fact, hadn't. It's just that the Arcobaleno are all biased. The rest of Namimori see the demon for what he is and run away screaming. Metaphorically but often enough literally, too.)
"Nah, things were getting boring anyway, kora. A change of pace and scenery might do me some good, kora. Besides, this was bound to happen, kora. The mafia had been getting a bit ... twitchy with so many Arcobaleno currently stationed in Italy, kora. Moving to the East should let them settle and not watch us like hawks, kora."
Well, he guessed that was true. Not that it was a new development but recently Verde's actually been staying in Italy. As in, he'd moved back into one of his old secret hideouts and 'Mammon' had sold out the confirmation but not the location for good money. Between Reborn, Lal, Colonello, Viper and Verde in the West and only Skull and Fon in the East, it was only a matter of time before someone got the stupid idea to try and 'do something about it'. The balance of the world apparently must be kept and it all depends on the movements of the Arcobaleno.
(Oh, the irony.)
"Won't you miss Lal? You've just finally settled, after all."
Really, Reborn loved his two Rains with the entirety of his black, hitman heart, but those two were idiots. It's been two years since those two have finally started dating and they had only just now exited the so called honeymoon phase. Reborn and Fon had been raising a child together at this point in their own relationship and had moved across the globe together. Sure, it was under completely different circumstances, but Lal and Colonello have been in love with each other and hadn't done anything about it for at least thirteen years, if not longer. Reborn had married Fon before they hit their first anniversary.
He was actually pretty sure Verde had had three lovers or one night stands - just sex in general - in the ten years his two idiot Rains had been dancing around each other and Verde much more preferred the company of robots and machines over humans.
"Hey, don't look down on me, kora! I actually popped the question on our last date, kora!"
If Reborn had been drinking something - thank god it hadn't been espresso because he would have killed Colonello for that - he would have done a spectacular spit-take at that. "What? And you're telling me that just now!? When's the wedding!?"
"You're that confident she'd say yes?" Colonello asked instead of answering, appearing a bit incredulous at Reborn's faith in him to be a good enough potential husband that even a woman like Lal Mirch might accept him.
Reborn, who often had to play love counselor to a way out of her depth Lal, knew that the only thing that might have stopped the woman from saying yes would be Colonello's life being at stake to the degree that not even all of the Arcobaleno combined can protect him. And after Checkerface was removed from the picture, there was simply no force left on this Earth that could manage that. "Answer my question, dumbass."
The soon to be former COMSUBIN soldier shrugged. "We haven't decided yet, but probably next year, kora. It would seem Sawada had managed to make a mess of things on their most recent mission distribution and a squad of their agents got killed so Lal has to take over some things for a while, kora. And I need to settle in at Mafia Land, too, so we're definitely waiting for next year, kora. You'll be my best man, right?"
"Don't ask stupid questions with obvious answers, idiot." In other words, yes, of course. "Who's going to be the bridesmaid and maid of honor, though? Viper?"
The blond grinned at him, blue eyes twinkling in mischief. "Would you give us your personal penthouse in Dubai for a week if we get Fon to wear a dress and do it?"
Reborn couldn't stop his brain from conjuring the image and he could feel heat trying to crawl over his cheeks but did his best to suppress it. He will not give Colonello the pleasure of making him blush. That's Fon's privilege alone. Besides, he was just being an asshole. "You won't manage it."
"And if I do?"
"Then the penthouse is yours for a month, my treat. Consider it my wedding gift."
Colonello stuck out his hand for them to shake. "You've got yourself a deal, kora."
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In the wedding picture taken fourteen months later, Lal, a fourteen year old Kyoya and Fon all looked like they wanted the earth to open up and swallow them because Colonello had, indeed, somehow managed to fulfill his end of the bargain, having roped in the rest of the Arcobaleno for help. Viper had even done it for free! Probably as their own wedding gift to the couple, though Lal would have probably preferred to have no maid of honor than see Reborn practically undressing the martial artist with his eyes throughout the whole ceremony, because the lacy pink dress they'd managed to convince him into? Delicious.
Still, it was a win-win situation for everyone. Lal and Colonello had a great honeymoon and Reborn convinced Fon to recreate their own honeymoon while the others got to have a lot of booze and food.
(Only Kyoya might have lost something and that was his faith in humanity and common sense. But who needs that, right?)
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Reborn was having a relaxing day of tor-tutoring Dino by making him fight a Sun Flames enhanced bear without his subordinates around - which was something they really need to work on, Dino's dependency on his men to be competent; it's a dangerous weakness, no matter how strong Dino was now if he has even one of his subordinates around - when Leon suddenly transformed into a phone and started ringing. The Sun didn't look away from his entertainment - I mean the serious and dangerous training session - as he answered with a bored, casual "Chaos," before taking a drag from the straw of his chocolate milkshake. He would have preferred espresso, but he's been feeling nostalgic as of late because he hasn't been back to Namimori for almost half a year so if he were to drink coffee right now, it'd taste like ash because he wants Fon's espresso, damn it. And possibly cuddles, but espresso first.
"Ah, Reborn. You are a hard man to reach," an unfortunately familiar voice says from the other end of the line and Reborn just barely suppressed a groan. "This is Timoteo Vongola speaking. Might you have time for a chat?"
"What can I do ya for, Timmy?" No doubt he's finally calling in on the favor Reborn contractually owes him for ratting out Luce all those years ago. Well, not exactly ratting out but the information he had shared had led to her death ... Not that Reborn cared either way. He'd only wanted Fon back and all of his Guardians safe.
"I wish to call in that favor, Reborn." Well, at least he wasn't beating around the bush, though Reborn did not like how grave he sounded. Like he was about to ask Reborn to do something he really would rather not do.
"I'm listening."
"I've heard that you've been training the young Cavallone Don into his position." Yeah, that was the biggest gossip topic for the last five years. You'd have to live under a literal rock in the desert to not have heard about that. "I currently find myself in a situation where I might require similar services from you for my potential heir."
The fedora wearing man frowned at that. From what he knew of the four Vongola heirs, though the youngest was frozen somewhere with the Zero Point Breakthrough - thank you, 'Mammon', and the late Hibari Clan for the records they could use as references - there were still three relatively suitable heirs who have all gone to the same school as Dino so they should be capable enough to inherit the Vongola. He's heard about their reputations and though he couldn't say he'd like their personalities, he thinks them fine mafioso. So why, in the name of the Trinisette, would any of them need Reborn as a home tutor?
"I know this may seem insignificant to you," Timoteo continued, apparently taking Reborn's lack of an answer as a subtle 'why would I be concerned about this?'. Which, fair. If he wasn't so intrigued - and so balls deep in all of Vongola's secrets because they were greedy bastards that welcomed Arcobaleno into their midst left and right despite the many shows of unity they'd made over the years that stated they'll very gladly burn down the world for each other - that would have been his exact reaction. "But with three heirs dead and Xanxus free from the Cradle-"
"Wait, hold up. What happened to the heirs?" Once is an accident/coincidence. Two is happenstance. Three is an outside job. How the fuck is the so called strongest mafia family incapable of protecting all three of its remaining heirs. Xanxus, the fourth one, was obviously deemed undesirable for the spot if he was put in the 'Cradle'. Viper hadn't said anything about the Varia making a move so this wasn't their doing.
'Could it be? Are they finally making a move?' They'd been waiting for the Cervello to show their cloned faces for fifteen years. The Hibari archives, the CEDEF and Varia information networks and some of the things Viper had gotten from the Giglio Nero all those years ago all indicated that there was a Rainbow, a Clam and a Sea that made up the Trinisette/the scales of the world (as the Hibari data called it). Arcobaleno means rainbow. Vongola means clam. Two sets of the Trinisette are made up of rings. The Vongola Rings are almost legendary in the mafia world. It was too big a coincidence so they'd been counting the Vongola Rings as the second part of the Trinisette.
But they still knew zilch about the third, final piece. That's where the Cervello come in.
And as they'd found out over the years, the Cervello always watch over the passing down of the Vongola Rings from generation to generation, also acting as judges should it come to a Ring Conflict if the External Advisor and the Vongola boss don't agree on the chosen successor. It's only happened once before, but the Cervello had been there.
They'll be there when the Rings are passed on to the new, Tenth Generation.
Could Timoteo be practically inviting Reborn to the perfect opportunity to kill two birds with one bullet? Getting the Rings would be a piece of cake and the Cervello are not fighters. They wouldn't stand a chance against Reborn.
This is a golden opportunity for Reborn to finally set himself and his Guardians free from this Trinisette nonsense. Once all three sets are in the Vindice's more than capable mummified hands, the Arcobaleno can go off and party for the rest of their lives.
"If you could meet me in two days, I will explain everything in person."
"What if I'm not finished with training Cavallone Decimo yet?" He put in a sleeping bullet into a random ordinary gun and shot the bear because clearly the training session was done. Reborn had more interesting things to worry about.
"Reborn?" Dino asked worriedly, probably having overheard at least a part of the one side of the conversation he had access to.
"... How long would you need?"
"Good answer, Timmy. I'll see you in two days." He ended the call and faced his nervous looking student. "Well, congrats, Dame-Dino. We will hold a little graduating ceremony tomorrow to celebrate and then I fear I must be off. Apparently, Vongola Nono has a new student for me."
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Reborn could not believe his luck as he stared down at the file Timoteo had given him. He wasn't sure if he wanted to laugh or tear his hair out. Because he seriously doesn't know how to feel about this whole situation. He isn't sure if this is a blessing or a curse or maybe even both at the same time. It was seriously really hard to tell.
Because his new potential student, the possible heir to the Vongola? He's Bakamitsu's son, Sawada Tsunayoshi, and he seems to be even more dame dame than Dino and Reborn hadn't thought that was possible. At least that's according to the files he has at hand. So far, Reborn has no reason not to believe them because Iemitsu's kid was actually a raised civilian despite his father being the head of CEDEF.
He has dismal grades, no athletic abilities whatsoever and his intelligence seems to be average, which isn't so bad. The most worrying thing is that he seems to have no friends at all and is possibly bullied at school. Sure, Dino had often been bullied, too, but he'd always had Squalo and besides, he'd gone to a school full of arrogant young mafioso. The young Sawada shouldn't be having such a hard time connecting with other people, especially since they're all civilians and he rather doubted any of them were Flame Active. And he'd know.
He may not have lived in Namimori for the past five years, but he's visited enough times to know the status of every citizen.
The fact that he's going back to Namimori was the saving grace of why he didn't just tell Timoteo to go fuck himself for throwing Iemitsu's no-good son at him, even if it would mean he'd be making an even bigger debth for himself. Well, fuck Don Vongola and fuck Iemitsu, too. Reborn is not obliged to deal with this shit.
Besides, this will cause a major shift in the mafia world. It's a known fact that the Sun and Storm of the Arcobaleno are the strongest in the group. If Reborn goes to Japan, with Fon still in China, then a lot of power shifts to the East. There will be four Arcobaleno there, two of them the strongest to booth. If Viper as the third strongest ever comes to the East for some reason will tip the balance irrevocably. Lal and Verde will not be able to hold the fort, so to speak, back in Italy all by themselves, even if they are stronger than Skull and Colonello.
But that's even the minor problem here! Timoteo suspects people will start going after Sawada's life soon enough and he expects Reborn to pull off a miracle or something. Even Reborn is not that good. Judging from the files in his hands, he'll maybe need even more time for Sawada than he had for Cavallone. Dino had potential and had been on the edge of Flame Active when Reborn had started his training, not to mention that he had been born and raised in a mafia environment. He may not have wanted to be the boss, but he had still had some understanding of it all. He'd also had a few potential Guardians right under his nose, in his own famiglia.
Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't know anything about the mafia and his Guardians will all have to be civilians. And Timoteo does expect for Reborn to find Tsunayoshi Guardians to harmonize with, despite knowing just how adverse Reborn was to the whole concept.
He was seriously tempted to just shoot the offer down - or just generally shoot something, most preferably Vongola Nono - but there was still that one shining, saving grace. Namely, finally going back to Namimori, which was synonymous to him with home after ten years of living there.
He's sure Kyoya will welcome him back with open arms.
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And so he found himself at the Sawada's doorstep early in the morning before his new student was supposed to go to school, smiling charmingly at the flustered mother and the utterly confused but suspicious Sawada Tsunayoshi, AKA Dame-Tsuna. "Chaos. Watashi wa kateikyoushi Reborn desu." Looking at the pajama-clad form sprawled on the floor at his feet, the hitman just knew this was going to be both utterly frustrating, incredibly annoying but also most likely the best fun he's had since he'd first started trolling his Guardians. (They got used to his chaos after a while so it just wasn't as fun now as it was before.)
So why were his orange Flames, usually so happy to laze around and nap beneath the intense warmth of his Sun, thrashing around and screaming at him so much?
One Deathperation Bullet was enough to find out.
He really should have known from the start.
