Disclaimer: I own the OCs, the rest is Akira Amano's work.
Fratellanza
"Where is she?" Tsuna jumped at the cold voice behind him as Reborn looked at Hibari's cold face.
"Who?"
"Bakana hasn't been seen since she left Namimori, and from what Dino told me she got herself into troubles," Reborn told him. Hibari frowned at that.
"Wait, Ana-senpai is in troubles?" Tsuna repeated with worry. She always seemed in control of the situation.
"Let Dino handle it."
"But bad troubles?" Reborn sighed at his student.
"Apparently, enough for Arro not to cover her and go to Dino himself."
"This idiot," Hibari spat under his breath before his phone rang. He picked up as Tsuna sweat dropped.
"The school anthem?"
"It's one of your friend, isn't it?" Tsuna blinked at the prefect in confusion. "Sasagawa Ryohei was attacked."
"What!?"
As Tsuna ran to the hospital, Reborn pursed his lips on his shoulder. The timing was too weird for it to be a coincidence. Luciana left the country to do God knew what and now people were attacked in Namimori, the town she was supposed to be in, the town Tsuna lived in.
Of course it was utter panic in the hospital, even more so when Leon lost its tail.
"Reborn." They turned around, facing a stern looking Alaric. His golden eyes were dead serious and his now short purple hair a mess, as if he had been running around. "There is a problem."
"You mean other than you not being able to do your job?" Reborn hissed back. That man had been Viper's student, he should be able to deal with these people. He should have before it turned like that.
"I would have if there wasn't a powerful illusionist messing with my senses," was the cold response he got.
"Huh...I'm sorry but...illusions?" Tsuna asked shyly, attracting the golden gaze that seemed to look directly in his soul.
"You heard right Decimo." Tsuna cringed. Of course that man was Mafia and knew about him. He addressed Reborn quite casually after all. "Anyway, apart from the attacks on Namirori Middle students, there is a problem with the Miss." Reborn frowned.
"Have you heard anything about her? It's impossible to contact her." Alaric pursed his lips.
"I cannot lie, I am pretty sure her leaving Namimori without stating her purpose has something to do with the attacks, but probably against her will. I went to her apartment. I felt...rests of illusions in the air. Not hers."
"If there is indeed an illusionist who kidnapped her and can mess with you, this situation is worse than I thought."
"Ask Don Cavallone about Rokudo Mukuro, what he knows about him. Everything."
"Can't you tell us?" Tsuna asked him quietly, lost at the discussion.
"I can't, it...it falls under the omertà."
"The omertà is the law of silence in our world. If one breaks it by sharing their Family's secrets, they're thrown in the Vindice prison." Tsuna stared at his tutor. The Mafia had actual laws and a prison? "Anyway, I think we have the order of the attacks." Reborn pulled a paper from nowhere.
"A ranking from Ranking Fuuta?" Alaric wondered aloud.
"Of the strongest fighters in Namimori Middle. With no surprise, Bakana ranked first, followed by Hibari, Yamamoto and Gokudera. Kusakabe was the fifth one." The Vongola widened his eyes and pulled the paper from Reborn's hands.
"It means that…" he left in a sprint, dropping the paper on the floor. Paper Alaric picked up.
"That Gokudera is the next one."
"Alaric, you're supposed to watch over this town. Do your job, I have calls to make." On this note, he left.
Alaric found the teenagers quickly, right after the boy who had been involved in the yakuzas fights months ago arrived, slicing the string of a yo-yo. Alaric hid himself in his mist.
"Yamamoto Takeshi, roll sheet 15. You're Ken's prey."
As the first sirens of the police could be heard, Alaric made an illusion of the boy leaving. Said boy was stunned and turned around, the German's hand making his way around his neck.
"Mukuro's dog," he greeted him, the wounded boy going rigid. "I hope for you she's okay." When he tried to free himself, Alaric created an illusion of weighs around his ankles. Only for him though, as he took his hostage to Luciana's apartment with no problem.
It was no surprise, once he threw the boy on the floor, that Reborn appeared out of nowhere.
"There was a massive jail break at Vendicare a few days ago. The security system was hacked into and someone helped some prisoners to escape, including this Rokudo Mukuro." The Arcobaleno gave Alaric a picture. "This boy is Kakimoto Chikusa, one of Mukuro's henchmen." The illusionist stared passively at the picture, at the man between the two teenagers.
Of course Rokudo would not get his picture taken.
"Alaric, did Luciana help them escape the Vindice prison? They're all Estraneo test subjects."
"I don't know, would she do such a thing?" He didn't budge under Reborn's glare and obvious killing intent.
"Iemitsu ordered you to stay and keep this town safe. Tsuna will deal with them. Make him speak."
"I don't think he'll say a lot, he's too wounded to stay conscious." Indeed, Chikusa was passed out on the floor, his blood staining the lilac rug.
"Then why did you take him here?" Alaric shrugged.
"One hostage for one hostage. The Gokudera kid got hurt by the way."
"I see."
"Do you really want to hurt me~? Do you really want to make me cry~?"
"Are you done singing?" Mukuro sighed in my 'cell'. I didn't spare him a look.
"My best friend is a musician, what can I say?"
"Tell me who the Vongola Tenth is."
"Me."
"Kufufu, did I hurt your feelings?"
"You did the same thing these trash did on us. It's a new level of low." He didn't like that because he punched me.
"You'll understand eventually I didn't have a choice!" I glared back at him. Mukuro ran a hand through his indigo hair. "You're angry, but you'll understand." Grabbing one of my arm, he dragged me in the old cinema, throwing me on the floor.
"You're an awful host," I commented idly, frowning at the unconscious Fuuta on the floor. I crawled to him, sat on the floor and put his head on my lap. Running my hand in his hair, I bit the inside of my cheek. Fuuta had done nothing wrong but being born with a certain ability! "What are you going to do to him?" Mukuro raised a brow from the couch, shooting the boy a quick look.
"I've been trying to make him say the name of the Decimo but he has shown an incredible resilience so far."
"You're not going to kill him?"
"What would it give me?" I pursed my lips in thoughts. Despite all, and him being a mass murderer of course, Mukuro had selective criteria when it came to his victims. Fuuta had been dragged along against his will and hurt by the Mafia too, so he wouldn't be killed unless he was a real threat. "You're not even trying to leave this place."
"You'd stop me." Even if I was not restrained and he was just sitting in a used couch! "Even if I were to escape, you made it clear you wanted the Tenth so knowing you, you have started to make yourself known in Namimori. I would just be seen as..."
"A criminal?" he interrupted me rudely. I scoffed.
"It's the Mafia, I am a criminal already. I was going to say a traitor."
"Kufufu, that too."
"Mukuro, why did you leave me behind back then?" He lost his smirk, his eyes now staring harshly in front of him.
"With the flame you have, you were better off in the Mafia than at the Estraneos." I couldn't argue with that.
In the blink of an eye, Mukuro was in my face. I just blinked at him in confusion as he took my chin between two fingers.
"But in the end you ended up in a cage anyway." I averted my eyes to the side, but still caught a glimpse of his smirk back on his lips. "Oya, what do we have here? You managed to beat all of them?"
"Herbivores won't hold me back." I widened my eyes, spinning my head around to see Kyoya at the entrance of the room. His eyes locked briefly in mine and narrowed dangerously. "You'll be bitten to death later on for skipping school." Then, he glared at Mukuro with a fury I had actually never seen in him.
"Oh my, a boyfriend of yours Ana?" Mukuro whispered, moving his lips closer to mine, his eyes fixed on Kyoya.
"He's not my..." Before I could finish my sentence, Kyoya had ran at us and tried to hit Mukuro, only for him to move away. "Boyfriend, he's not my boyfriend!"
"He looks protective."
"He..."
"If you're not planning on fighting then step aside and shut up," Kyoya cut me off.
He ran at Mukuro and they started to exchange blows. It was short though as Kyoya stopped all movements. I frowned. There were illusions of cherry blossoms.
"My, it is quite a disease Trident Shamal gave you." What the...why would Shamal...How could Mukuro even know…? I winced when Mukuro hit Kyoya in the face, hard enough to make him fall on one knee, blood dripping from his mouth.
Shit, if Kyoya was affected by cherry blossoms, it was bad, Mukuro would not hesitate to…
I put Fuuta's head on the floor, moving quietly around the two fighting boys. Or more like Mukuro making fun at beating up Kyoya. If I could just immobilize him…
"Trying something funny on me Ana?" I dropped to the floor, my body convulsing just a few centimeters away from him, who had that fucking device in hands. Kyoya stared at me in anger, but I knew the anger was about the situation and not entirely at me.
He jumped on his feet and attacked the hand holding the device. Mukuro protected his hand, but the thing fell. With a quiet grunt, I managed to take it and put it in my pocket.
Then, I started blacking out at the sound of beating. Mukuro...shocked me way too much…
"You're not gonna talk huh?" Gokudera spat at Chikusa, who was walking silently with them through Kokuyo. Yamamoto had been trapped by a boy named Ken, but got rid of him easily.
"Reborn, you're sure they kidnapped senpai?" Tsuna asked his tutor.
"She'd be here otherwise."
"Why would they kidnap her? Did she do something that would make them target her?" Yamamoto asked him.
"Who knows. As for Fuuta, knowing his ranking has been used, he most likely is here too."
"Don't touch me!" a feminine voice yelled in front of them.
Luciana was there, trying to get the imposing man to let go of her wrist. Fuuta was on the other side, his head toward the ground.
"Senpai!" Yamamoto yelled. She turned her head to them, ruby eyes narrowing dangerously.
"You took your sweet time!" she barked.
"We've brought that guy!" Gokudera yelled at them, his hand tight around Chikusa's wrist.
"Give these two back to us!" Bianchi added with a frown.
Gokudera made a step forward, like the man. Everything seemed fine until they exchanged the hostages. Fuuta ran straight forward as Luciana threw a punch at Gokudera whereas Chikusa ran away. To get away from the attack, Gokudera used his dynamites, sending him in Tsuna who fell on the ground. When the smoke disappeared, the man was gone and Luciana was unconscious on the ground.
"She's hurt," Bianchi told them, making a step closer.
"Bianchi don't," Reborn ordered her.
"Wh..." As if on cue, Luciana vanished in indigo mist. "That...Reborn, could it..."
"Yes, we are against an illusionist."
"So this wasn't really her," Yamamoto sighed in relief as Gokudera got up, followed by Tsuna, and started to apologize to him.
"Although, Gokudera-kun, if this had been senpai..."
"Please excuse me for interrupting you, but I doubt this would have kill or even hurt her." Tsuna raised his brows and his self-proclaimed right-hand man looked at the spot where the explosion had been. "I heard rumors before I came to Japan, about Haneuma's younger sister. It was about how she was on the Vongola Ninth's radar because of...her talent."
"Huh?" Tsuna winced in pain when Reborn kicked him before jumping on Yamamoto's shoulder.
"This is not the place nor the time to discuss Bakana's skills."
They faced a girl that Bianchi beat. Then there was an old man and two screens appeared, one showing Haru listening to some music, whereas the other one was displaying Kyoko and Hana talking. A hideous man appeared on each screen, threatening the two. The old man asked them to punch Tsuna, which Bianchi did in the end. Then he asked them to stab Tsuna, which the latter decided to do himself.
"My, my, what do we have here?"
"Doctor Shamal!?" Tsuna yelled in surprise, the doctor having beaten the man threatening Kyoko and Hana easily.
"Shamal!? Trident Shamal!?" The man, Bird, repeated in shock.
"That pervert did something good," Gokudera admitted with a small smile of relief.
"Hey, don't you forget I have another one!"
"Haru!" Tsuna screamed. "I...I..."
"This kind of show is terribly distasteful." A purple-haired man with golden eyes appeared behind the man, said man stopping. Haru did not notice a thing.
"Wh...that man..."
"Alaric Schlang," Reborn added. Bianchi and Gokudera looked at him with wide eyes.
"Reborn-san, that man really is..."
"Yes, for some reasons he is stuck in Namimori."
"It's that guy who helped back then!" Yamamoto shouted out in recognition.
"And he's Bakana's childhood acquaintance."
"I am pretty sure children are watching, so I'll make it quick." The man fell to the ground. "A small stroke will do the job just fine."
"How can he give him a stroke!?" Bird asked angrily. Reborn smirked.
"Alaric is an illusionist as well, one trained by one of the best. He seems to be really fond of making illusions inside his enemy's body."
"We...well, you shouldn't underestimate them!" The one on Shamal's screen, who was saying goodbye to the girls, got up, to explode behind the Doctor. "Impossible!" Gokudera slammed his foot in his face.
"Tch, he was pathetic in the end. Let's go Tenth!"
"Fuuta?" They all turned around, seeing Tsuna following the kid. "Hey, what's wrong?"
"I...I am sorry Tsuna-nii I...I can't go with you...Goodbye!" He ran in the woods behind them.
"FUUTA!" Tsuna ran after him. The others were about to do so when a girder was thrown at them.
"It seems the big fish came to us," Reborn noted, a serious glint in his eyes.
And from the look of it...he was not like the rest.
I groaned when I woke up. I rubbed my eyes, my glasses nowhere to be seen, and frowned at the weird feeling on the palm of my hand. I looked at it briefly. There was a cut and dry blood.
"Awake?" I turned my head, inhaling some of the dust on the floor by accident, to look at Reborn. "You're in lots of troubles Luciana, you're aware of that."
"Hum...I figured a long time ago." Bianchi was on the floor, blood around her. What…
Fuuta was unconscious as well and Tsunayoshi was against Mukuro with Dino's old whip.
"That you want it or not, can or not, you are not allowed to join the fight." I pursed my lips. On one hand, it was the perfect opportunity to see if Tsunayoshi was up to Federico's heavy legacy, on the other hand...Mukuro had the potential to be the Mist Guardian...but he was kicking Tsunayoshi's butt.
Reborn went to Tsunayoshi to wake him from the illusion Mukuro used, then dynamites, and Hayato carried by a very bloody, very wounded Kyoya, appeared in the room.
Damn, if he was physically this wounded, what about his pride?
I could only watched in astonishment as Kyoya engaged Mukuro in a fight once again, after dropping Hayato like an old sock, pretend to still be affected by cherry blossoms and then actually beat the crap out of Mukuro. I could fight beyond the human body limits.
Kyoya was probably in terrible pain right now, if barely conscious.
He passed out in the end, and Mukuro shot himself. Bianchi stood up, a bloody gash on her stomach, and she attacked Hayato. With shaking arms, I pulled myself in a sitting position. That...Mukuro fucking shot himself.
Then why...why did I have that feeling he was still here?
I widened my eyes when Tsunayoshi screamed he was possessing Bianchi, then Hayato, and I looked down at my hand in panic. Fuck...he cut my hand open too…
I took the device in my pocket and threw at Reborn, who caught it with ease.
"I'm...I'm fucked..." I whispered, showing him my palm. "If...if I go against...he'll die, Tsunayoshi will...stop me before..."
Then I lost consciousness again, Kyoya standing up and falling almost immediately being the last thing I saw.
"It's over now."
"Not yet," Tsuna replied, turning around. He knocked unconscious all of Mukuro's puppets, his own friends, but the last one was now up, her face facing the floor. "Have you kept her for last for a reason?" When she raised her head, half of her face had black cracks, the red of her right eye slightly different with a symbol in it.
"Let's just say...that Ana is harder to control than the rest." Tsuna and Reborn frowned. He was clearly familiar with her. "I'll show you in an instant. I used the skylark to train a little earlier but..."
"Tsuna, don't hold back."
"What?"
"If you want to live, don't hold back." Right after, the girl was in front of Tsuna, who widened his eyes in shock at the burning hand going at him. He dodged, barely, and the dangerous flame was thrown in the wall behind, which was reduced to ash in a second. However, Tsuna did not have the time to block the leg coming in his stomach, which made him spit. She grabbed a handful of his hair, raised his head and threw her knee in his face, breaking his nose.
Reborn pursed his lips. Of course Luciana was on a whole other lever than the others. Her Flame of Wrath meant she could not be trained by anybody, thus leading to her being trained by him, by Fon, by Lal at the CEDEF. She was faster, had better reflex and her body was more used to fighting than anyone else, Hibari aside.
Hopefully, Mukuro would not use her gun. Even if he did, he could not get her aim by possessing her body. He probably barely could use the control Luciana had over her flame.
"Reborn...was that a flame?"
"It's the Flame of Wrath," the Arcobaleno explained as said Flame burned in her hand, a devilish smirk on her lips. "The Secondo's Flame."
"Wait, is senpai a Vongola then?"
"It's still unknown."
"Kufufu, why do you think I have waited for so long to get my pawn back, Arcobaleno?" Reborn stared at him, impassive. "Now the masquerade is over. She'll be a perfect soldier now she knows her so-called family will not forgive her for helping me out of jail."
"Humph, you clearly don't know them, especially Dino." The smirk grew on her lips.
"Try to convince her of that when you don't know everything. Russia did a number on her after all, I wonder why?" Tsuna shot a surprised look at Reborn when the latter cursed in Italian under his breath. But it didn't matter.
"She helped you to get out for a reason, but she hasn't helped you with the attacks, so don't treat her like a pawn Mukuro." The smirk fell.
"And how can you be so confident of that? You know nothing of her."
"I know enough to know she hasn't become like you because she was adopted in time." She/He seemed surprised and Reborn smirked faintly. His Hyper Intuition huh…
As for Tsuna, he did not know how he knew that. He was sure of it, and the image of Luciana helping him against bullies and helping him with his wounds, helping him home or being so desperate and guilty about putting all of them in danger enough to teach them to defend themselves was enough. She helped Mukuro to leave jail. She had her reasons for that, he was sure of it, just like Mukuro probably had reasons for the acts he committed that put him in jail in the first place but...Luciana did not help him attack everyone, attack Ryohei or Kusakabe, putting Hibari in that state. If she knew Yamamoto was outside, passed out from his fight, she would probably go there herself and wake him up, or at least make sure herself he was not dead.
Clenching his fists, he put them in the flame on his forehead. Once his gloves were coated in bright, warm orange flames, he stopped her own burning fist. However, her flame was angrier, wilder.
He was sent back, like her, when they collided, blew away everything around and made sent each other violently in the furniture. There was a sharp pain in his back, which had received most of the damage. Tsuna got up and looked at the bleeding right leg and obviously dislocated shoulder of his opponent.
"Kufufu, so that's how it feels," he heard them muttering, looking down at their leg.
He wasn't really bothered by the pain at all.
As they started running again, they fell to the floor, body convulsing. Tsuna blinked in confusion, before looking at Reborn, who had a device in his small hand.
"Bakana gave it to me before she lost consciousness. I don't even want to know how you obtained this Mukuro."
"That...bitch..." they muttered through gritted teeth before closing their eyes.
"Reborn..."
"Sorry Tsuna, I had to intervene for this one," Reborn replied, checking Luciana's wounds. "Mukuro doesn't know how to control her flame and it would have killed us all in the end. You're not ready yet to fight against her and win."
"I know, I felt it," Tsuna replied quietly, turning his attention back to Mukuro. "Get up."
"Kufufu, I guess I have to deal with you myself then."
It was getting old, passing out and waking up. However, I was pretty sure this time it was over. I ignored the smell of burned flesh, knowing the number of time I had been electrocuted had something to do with that. My body was still relatively numb, but it was better than before. Although...I was not in a good state. My shoulder was dislocated and the leg that was crushed in Russia, still more fragile to this day than the other one, was broken.
I pushed myself up with my arms and looked up. I widened my eyes at the pure Sky Flames in the air. It reminded me of Federico.
"Tsu...nayoshi?" I whispered, but he heard me. I was at a loss of words.
The flame was burning bright on his forehead, and on his gloves, as amber eyes gazed at me. That…
"Primo..." It was just like the picture I had seen of the First Generation but…
I smiled to myself, looking up. Federico...wanted to bring the Vongola of Primo back. He died. He asked me to watch over Tsunayoshi. He told me he would or be crushed under the pressure or succeed. Now, seeing him looking so much like his ancestor…
Tsunayoshi would do great. He was still young, naive, but he would do great.
Mukuro was beaten, unmoving on the floor. I gulped with difficulty, my throat terribly dry, and got up.
"Senpai, don't..."
"That's okay, I'm not in pain." The flame disappeared, his gloves turning into white mittens.
"What are you talking about!? You're so injured! It's..." I casually walked passed him, a faint, exhausted smile on my lips.
"Your Hyper Intuition told you already during the fight Tsunayoshi, don't play dumb right now." He opened his eyes wide before lowering his gaze. I patted his shoulder and went to Mukuro.
I knelt on the floor and delicately put his head on my lap, brushing a lock of indigo hair from his face. I sighed deeply. Really, he ended up being so damn hurt…
"Why did you help him out of jail Luciana? You have too much to lose." I spared a quick look at Reborn, before giving my attention to my old friend.
"Because they caught up with us." I knew they were listening, just like I knew Ken and Chikusa were crawling to us with difficulty. "When the lab was destroyed, it was just the two of us. We didn't know better, we didn't know our families, it was just us in the streets of Italy, where no one would glance at us twice, turning a blind eye on what they didn't want to acknowledge. But one day, the Estraneos caught up with us. Mukuro told me to close my eyes and I fell asleep. When I woke up, he was gone, like these trash, and I was all alone. I don't care what his reasons were, he saved me from them...he was the first one who deemed I was good enough to be saved from that hell. He went back in that hell and came out as he is today, but I ended up adopted and I walked a different path. But I never forgot. I could never forget that day he saved me, because I would not have survived the Estraneos a second time. I..." I snorted and wiped my nose. "Even if it costed me everything I had, I had to help him, I had to pay this debt. I don't agree with what he did, but if there was something I could do to make him see the sun again, then I would do it." I turned painful eyes to them.
I didn't have the will to hide it anymore.
"It's okay if you're angry, hate me or disappointed in me. I understand. We won't see each other again for a long time anyway."
"What are you talking about!?" Tsunayoshi screamed in panic. Reborn lowered his head.
"They're here already."
"Yeah." I clenched my jaw when a metal necklace, linked to a chain, wrapped itself around my neck and I was yanked back.
"Hey wha..."
"Don't Tsuna, you'll get into bigger troubles otherwise," Reborn reprimanded him.
"I think Federico's will is safe with you Tsunayoshi!" I told him with a grin, happy to at least have done something right. "Please apologize to Kyoya, I will skip a lot of school. Reborn." I looked down at him, the funky uncle figure of my childhood. "It's okay if Dino doesn't want me to be his sister anymore. Please apologize to him for me, and tell him I'll make sure my actions won't be reflected on the Cavallones of CEDEF. I...Mukuro è la sua nebbia."
"Understood."
"Sorry for disappointing you and Fon, you both put a lot of time and efforts int my training."
Then, just like the boys, I was yanked into the black portal. I heard Tsunayoshi yelling my name before I fell harshly on a cold, humid ground. We were all taken away to what appeared the medical room and put on hard beds.
"Luciana Cavallone," a Vindice with long hair greeted me in front of my bed. I smiled at him.
"Hello. I did help them get out but had nothing to do in their attacks. Do what you have to do." I laid back and closed my eyes.
My new home was ugly, but I wouldn't be able to leave it anyway.
I felt bad for Xanxus. I didn't even let him see me and now I was locked in the biggest prison in the Mafia.
What an awful little sister I was.
Fratellanza
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