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.
Reborn loved chaos, really. There was nothing more amazing or beautiful in the world. (Well, maybe Fon, but shh. Don't let the chaos hear you.)
But there was his beautiful, beloved chaos and then there was simply Tsuna's dirty, rotten luck.
Reborn had never believed in karmic justice or some such shit but he was seriously beginning to think he might have to ask Fon for some feng shui bullshit, maybe meditation to bring his chakras into balance or something because there had to be a good reason why this shit was happening to him.
Okay, so, things went rather well with the whole seal thing. Kyoya 'bit it to death' a few days after Reborn had told him the little information that he has managed to gather regarding how Tsuna might have gotten it. In the meantime, Shamal had sent his delinquent former student, one Gokudera Hayato, a certified genius and a user of a staggering number of five different Dying Will Flame types with a decent primary Storm and he proved to be the very type of Storm Reborn did not want to deal with, ever. You know, the traditional, stereotypical one, down to the smallest detail. He was temperamental, explosive, loyal - a good thing - but he acted like a mutt asking for his Sky's attention and they weren't even bonded or harmonized and Tsuna had no control of his Flames whatsoever to even attempt to begin the courting process. Really, he was the textbook example of the type of Storms every famiglia Sky would want as their pet and it unnerved Reborn, whose own Storm may look tame and calm but was still wilder than any other in the world because Fon was free.
The same day Gokudera proclaimed himself Tsuna's 'right hand man' - a role Storms most often took up according to tradition because of their rabid loyalty - the potential Rain also declared himself Tsuna's friend and said he 'wanted to join in the game'. Kyoya had literally wrestled away the espresso out of Reborn's hands that night because clearly it wasn't helping his headache and Kyoya refused to baby him. He wasn't Fon. He was the aloof Cloud that only respected strength and he was disgusted by how 'herbivorous' Reborn was behaving in the wake of the Vongola Heir's and his new Guardians' idiocy.
Then, not a day later, she had to show up, too, trying to poison Tsuna the way she had Dino countless times. She being Bianchi, who also happens to be Gokudera's older sister and tends to induce some serious rebellions from the bomber's stomach at the mere sight of her face. Some tragic past event from their childhood. Reborn kind of tuned him out because Bianchi was raining havoc in Namimori to kill off Tsuna and Kyoya didn't take such things lightly. He had spent most of that day calculating Bianchi's rate of survival should the tonfa-wielder come across her, especially if Kyoya happens to be in a bad mood.
And Bianchi wasn't even the only one who had followed the hitman from Italy. At least Lambo from the small, low ranking Bovino famiglia didn't proclaim Reborn to be his destined, one true lover, though he did spout something equally as ridiculous. Really, the only one in the entire world that had the skill to challenge him was Fon after he had reached his full potential at the young age of twenty, with Viper and Lal as a close second and third respectively. The five year old was ridiculous, though Reborn was kind of tempted to use his Ten Year Bazooka to learn a bit about the future. He'd called Verde and kind of geeked out on him about it even if the Bazooka's current 'protector' or 'wielder' or whatever annoyed him to no end.
Eventually, Tsuna somehow managed to form somewhat of a friendship with Sasagawa Ryohei, too, the potential Sun, who was also pretty much a traditional Sun which just offended Reborn on such a deep level because not all Sun's had to be overly energetic, loud, muscle-bound idiots who are only good for close quarters combat. He himself is the strongest Sun in the world and his primary fighting style very much involves guns. Also, he's got a PhD in mathematics so fuck that. And no, he's not overly friendly or excitable. That's Colonello and Skull, thank you very much.
Then Shamal arrived just in time for the predicted Skullitis disease to appear and Reborn spent the day watching Tsuna try to convince the perverted doctor to heal him. Reborn could just call in a real favor with Shamal and the man would do it, but that wouldn't help Tsuna grow.
Did he mention Miura Haru, though? She's this crazy girl from a nearby school obsessed with babies and she adores those annoyances that were Lambo and I-Pin, who had also arrived not all that long ago. The little five year old girl's fighting style had him watching her more often than not because something was niggling at his mind - probably his Sky Flames again - that that was important for some reason but between all the bad luck that seems to be following Dame-Tsuna - and no, it's definitely not chaos because chaos is beautiful and this was anything but - and Haru begging him to make him cosplay costumes after she saw him in one of his the other day and Bianchi being her obsessive self ...
Well, the first visit from Dino was a relief.
And then the blond tripped over his own shoelaces and Reborn gave up any hope he'd ever had for humanity.
"Stop that," Kyoya said without looking up from some forms he was filling out. Kyoya technically ran the school and the whole town of Namimori, so it wasn't surprising to see him in the Reception Room going through paperwork. "You'll damage my wall."
"Nice to know who takes priority," drawled the hitman sarcastically back at him as he stopped hitting his head against said surface to forget the stupidity he'd seen as of late and Kyoya actually paused in his work to give him such a deadpan look that Reborn was impressed. Then he went back to his work and just gave a very pointed gesture at the coffee machine on the other side of the room, the filter filled with the brew his skylarks usually make for him. Reborn sighs and goes over to fix him a cup before plopping down on the couch where Tsuna had just a couple of weeks ago almost slept through Kyoya disciplining and throwing out his new friends through a window.
Reborn had, of course, arranged for the meeting because Kyoya had requested that he drag out Tsuna's Dying Will Flames and an actual desire or desperation to do something so Kyoya's own Cloud would have something to latch on to when Kyoya begins the process of destroying the seal and believing the terrifying Disciplinary Committee Chairman was about to dump his new friends from a second story window had actually ignited a desire to fight in Sawada. Tsuna may have thought that that day in the Reception Room was just one of Reborn's random tests/training/torture sessions, but that day will actually one day serve to save his life because his Flames were now free and the seal was successfully 'bitten to death'.
The process sounds kind of complicated when one refers to it so vaguely, but it's actually pretty simple and consists of just knowing where to punch the seal through, of finding that one weak spot. Reborn had made things a tiny bit easier for the younger Hibari with the Deathperation Bullets, creating a big enough opening that Kyoya could then stuff his Cloud Flames in and propagate them while enticing Tsuna's Flames to fight back until the seal shattered.
Reborn still kind of owed Kyoya a serious spar because the teen had gotten a slipper to the head when Tsuna had been in Dying Will Mode. Especially as Reborn had been the one to supply the slipper!Leon.
"What did the herbivores do to earn this reaction this time?" Kyoya asked, half curious, half exasperated because Reborn kept staring at him, demanding attention like a needy cat. He's not needy, or a cat, but he does need someone to complain to. Kyoya was just the unlucky victim-erm, I mean candidate that will have to listen.
"My two dame dame students met each other the other day for the first time and it's pathetic," the Sun says as he sips at his coffee. There's a whole different machine meant to be used by everyone else who might feel the need for a caffeine fix on the other side of the room, next to what looks like a lifetime green tea supply because Reborn had not managed to convert Kyoya from his heathen ways to the one true drink of the gods that is coffee. Fon had too much of an influence on him by making him like tea. What's worse is that, while Reborn has never managed to get his (adopted but who's counting) son to drink espresso, a cute four year old Kyoya had managed to work him over so he'd drink lavender tea with him and Fon and Reborn still got the shivers of disgust - at himself - for giving in and breaking his own vow to only ever drink espresso.
Hibari Kyoya was dangerous indeed.
Or Reborn just had a weakness for skylarks in general.
He blamed Fon and his amazing barista skills.
The Disciplinary Committee Chairman blinked at him, skeptical. "Surely they couldn't be that bad."
"If the wimp's men aren't around, it's worse than that bad," Reborn assured and didn't know if he should chuckle or groan when Kyoya wrinkled his nose in disgust. Kyoya had no patience for incompetence and weakness and clumsy people just ticked him off. Reborn might be sadistic, but there's a reason why he never made Tsuna spend too much time around his very violent son. Because there's sadism and then there's letting someone go to their death. Tsuna was too fluffy to die unless he becomes really annoying or one of those traditional famiglia Sky types. Reborn doubts that will ever happen, but the kid's Flames have been sealed away for probably a longer period of time so he can't say how the boy might act now that he is free.
It's not an exact science, how Flames affect a person's personality, something that Verde likes to bitch about each and every time they meet up because people keep expecting him to act on one of the two extremes that is stereotypical of Lightnings - either hyper-energetic or disinterested in everything. Verde is very interested in science but he's also rational and an adult so he doesn't get hyped up easily. Their resident scientist loves pointing out how the Arcobaleno are the exact opposites of the usual stereotypes connected to their Flame types and every single one of them agrees and joins in on the bitching because they'd all experienced something like that at least once in their lives. Skull and Fon get the most attention because a sociable Cloud and a calm Storm are supposedly unheard of.
"Then why did you introduce them to each other?"
A logical question, really. "It's not that the wimp is all that bad. I mean, he was trained by me, but he depends on his men to be competent which is something I've been working on with him when Timmy dearest called in that favor I owed him. I guess I wanted to show Dame-Tsuna that just because he has to become a mafia boss doesn't mean he has to become a bastard. Dino's a good guy and he loves his family. That's the lesson I'm trying to impart on Tsuna right now. Everything else is not nearly as important."
Every Don knows mafia laws, can fight, extort, interrogate, blackmail, be a tyrant and everything else that is part of being the mafia. But not every Don knows how to love their famiglia the way Dino loves his. Reborn has trained Cavallone Decimo to be the type of Sky he wouldn't hate. He's dead set on doing the same with Tsuna because if the Vongola set a new trend in how Skies and their Guardians and the entire famiglia should act, then other famiglias are bound to follow along, reluctantly at first but still following. That would make life a lot easier for non-famiglia and civilian Skies or just Flame Aware/Active people all around the globe that don't want to join the mafia. It would also make life a lot easier for Reborn and his two skylarks because the Hibari have been protecting those people for decades as a part of a huge organization of people but there were now only two and the Arcobaleno can do only so much to help when they can't even break seals because they were too old for the necessary training.
"Hn. Well, I don't care as long as none of them destroy Namimori. Which, by the way, would work best if you told that herbivore to reign in the dynamite herbivore before I bite him to death. Kusakabe Tetsuya has reported the fifth sighting of an explosion made by dynamites this morning to me and says. This is my weekly report, babbo. I don't want to deal with your herbivores' bullshit."
"They're not my herbivores," pointed out the older male with amusement. "I'm just in charge of training one and the others are becoming a package deal."
"Then make the king of herbivores control his herbivores or else I will bite them all to death."
Reborn chuckled. "I really have missed talking with you, Kyoya."
The Cloud looks up again and grants Reborn such a minuscule smile that it might not have happened at all. "Hn. Me too."
And somehow, that was more than enough to make all the bullshit he goes through on a daily basis with Tsuna so much more bearable.
00000
But really, training Tsuna so often feels like a hopeless case because despite his best efforts, the kid is still such a big dame dame.
Even with his Flames now free, the only way he can manifest them is through Reborn shooting him with a Deathperation Bullet, but all that desperate running around has at least started making the boy stronger. It took longer for him to be out of breath. He's started noticing his surroundings more. He's still clumsy, but at least he doesn't nearly kill himself every morning by tripping down the stairs like had been his norm before Reborn came along. With some help, even his grades started improving. It was snail-slow progress, but at least now he was getting forties and fifties instead of twenties and below. He also had friends and was generally happier.
And even a bit braver. Sure, he was still scared of the chihuahua down the road, but he was willing to do just about anything to make sure his new friends were safe.
And he'd also started using his brain more and living with Reborn barging in on his life from sunrise to sunset has taught him to cultivate a bit of healthy paranoia. Not nearly enough to keep him alive in the mafia world, but at least he was getting suspicious of people he didn't directly know.
He was also talking with his crush more, so Shamal didn't regret breaking his own rules of not treating guys. (Those rules applied to everyone except the Arcobaleno because Shamal may be a pervert and the only one brave enough to flirt with Lal Mirch while she had her shotgun in hand, but he wasn't suicidal enough to attempt to deny them treatment, especially if it was Kyoya that was sick.)
(It should also be said that Shamal is enough of a masochistic, shameless idiot, though, who had asked Fon, when Kyoya had been very little and got a fever before they'd all moved to Namimori for good, if he can be the godfather as he was treating the kid, which had started an all out war among the Arcobaleno until Fon had simply signed all of their names on little Kyoya's birth certificate. It was unorthodox, but everything about Reborn and his Guardians was, so no one said anything.)
(And no, Shamal was not on the list, as punishment by Reborn himself. He was an honorary uncle, though.)
Really, Reborn was proud of how Tsuna was progressing, even if it was slow.
But he had these moments when he'd do something so dame dame that Reborn just wanted to put himself out of his own misery.
"Why do we have to do this?" Tsuna had asked, exasperated and desperate and just downright whiny. Reborn didn't get why the kid was complaining. Kyoya loved it when the Arcobaleno indulged themselves and they had a huge snow battle in the vast Hibari Compound. Don't all kids love snow?
Then again, Tsuna is probably wary of the fact that Reborn is the one planning the game, especially after the Vongola Style New Years competition. Good of Tsuna to be catching on to just how dangerous Reborn is as a person, but he was doing it for all the wrong reasons. Reborn could break him with his pinky before Tsuna could blink. This? This is a simulated battle and at least he's not making them throw grenades at each other. Actually, that might be fun. He recalls the last time he had done that with his own family. Good times. (Except Skull had been forced to regrow by propagation a big chunk of his own left thigh, hip and side under the guidance of Reborn's Sun Flames, as well as all the organs and blood vessels there, after he hadn't paid attention and a grenade exploded right next to him. Colonello had been roped into waiting on the Cloud like a servant until Reborn deemed Skull well enough to be let out into the world and do stupid shit again. Six year old Kyoya had only watched in fascination as the Cloud Flames worked and even offered help when Skull looked particularly tired after he had rebuilt the left half of his intestines and had to completely regrow a new pancreas.)
But Dino was participating and Gokudera was already explosive enough for the rest of them with his dynamites which is only a matter of time before they are whipped out, so Reborn decides against it. These kids are more likely to blow themselves up than to do so to the other team.
And Leon could get caught in the clumsy crossfire. Reborn would happily murder them all if his partner got so much as a scratch from it all.
"It's family bonding and good training," was what Reborn said, but both he and Tsuna knew it was also a great source of entertainment for the hitman himself. Also, a chance to wear war-related cosplays! He loved how freaked out Tsuna gets every time he appears with a new costume. It's just one of those things his Guardians had gotten desensitized to after overexposure so it's not nearly as fun anymore.
Though, Kyoya's reaction when he eventually sniffed out the Reborn-caused chaos and came to make sure his school wasn't suffering from it, could only pause as he took in the situation and one of his fathers. Reborn watched in amusement how Kyoya just so casually glanced at all of the downed 'herbivores', the panicking Tsuna at his feet, the Yamamoto-Dino giant snowball, the random patches of poison cooking staining the white snow and even completely overlooked the strangeness of a gigantic turtle sleeping on the sports field of Nami-chuu but stopped to stare at Reborn. The Cloud sighed, bringing up the hand not holding an amused ball!Leon to rub at his forehead.
"Just ... Why? Why a caveman cosplay? What have I done to deserve this?" The teen Hibari asked, gesturing in exasperation at the little leopard skin cloth Reborn was wearing. The only piece of clothing he was wearing. Just covering his intimate bits but leaving all of his rippling muscles on open display. More than a few passing females had caught sight of him and fell into a dead faint. That might even be the reason Kyoya had come down today, seeing as he had a Disciplinary Committee meeting going on. They were supposed to walk home together after Reborn's done with Tsuna and his friends. Or start their own battle royal, depending on how much snow is left and if there are any witnesses to see them going all out.
"What?" Reborn asks with faux innocence that only earns him an annoyed twitch of a fine black eyebrow.
"Don't act like an herbivore," was the snapped reply. "There are just some things kids should never see and this is one of them."
"My body is a masterpiece," countered Reborn when he was gestured to once again, highly amused. He knew, of course, that Kyoya meant the general disgust children felt at seeing their parents naked or half-dressed if it's not at a beach or pool.
Kyoya stared at him for a moment, apparently debating something, before he grunted and took out his phone, snapping a quick picture. "I'm sending this to Fon so he can deal with you."
The hitman blinked, not sure if he should be worried or not. Fon had seen him in far less and also far more ridiculous outfits over the years. Perhaps nothing topped the maid outfit from all those years ago because of the sheer hilarity of the situation, so this was nothing, really. Fon wouldn't even bat an eyelash. Though, if Reborn was lucky, they could maybe roleplay a little when the Arcobaleno meet up again the next time. "I don't see what that would achieve."
"You mean aside from him coming home early to give you a piece of his mind for flashing a bunch of minors?"
He had to grin at that, because it would seem Kyoya was missing Fon even more than he was if he was resorting to such silly antics. "Should I strike a pose?" Besides, Fon was always so frustratingly calm and never seemed bothered by their separation. Sure, he missed him but he wasn't (hot and) bothered the way Reborn often felt, though that might be a consequence of spending so much time around teenage Skies with hormones that didn't know how to stay out of his face with their Flames.
Kyoya glared at him and left without a word.
Sparing Tsuna and all of his friends.
Reborn pouted.
