Disclaimer: I own the OCs, the rest is Akira Amano's work.

Fratellanza

I stretched out my arms over my head once the meeting was over.

It was tomorrow.

The afternoon had barely started, lunch was eaten already and I was back to training. Officially, Kyoya's training started at 3:00 p.m., but I would stretch properly before. I briefly thought about meditating to clear my head and be focused on tomorrow, but it would be for before bed tonight. Knowing Kyoya's training would be short and after I had a… 'test' with Reborn, I would keep meditating for later. Hence why I was doing the split. It was the second one, the side split, my upper half bent down and almost touching the floor as I was trying to stretch out my arms as far as I could when the door was opened and Kyoya appeared.

I straightened up and tilted my head all the way to the right, then left, backward and frontward.

"Need something?" I asked him, slowly making circle with my head.

"It's not training yet."

"I'm stretching, not training." His cold eyes told me otherwise and I took my elbow in my hand, my arm in my back and pushed down until my shoulder blade cracked. "Fine, maybe training a little as well." I was also careful of my breathing, keeping it calm and slow. "But you didn't tell me what you wanted." He leaned against the doorway, arms crossed.

"There's a meeting in the late afternoon. At my base." I raised a brow, cracking my knuckles.

"So?"

"It's about tomorrow. Are you coming?" I kept a straight face.

"Who's coming?"

"Not kids." I frowned and looked up at him.

"So adults, from this era. Reborn too I guess." But me? It was not I was not interested, I hated just being man power, I wanted to be a brain too, but I was still sixteen and this fight was a war to them. A war which costed them a lot already. "Why asking me?"

"If you don't have all the information, there's a risk of you trying to do things your own way," he explained smoothly. I smirked wryly.

"Are you going to tell me what you're hiding from everyone else then?" He narrowed his eyes at me, but barely. Then, a small smirk crept up his face.

"Oh?"

"I trust you Kyoya," I told him, "I know the Millefiores are a pain in your ass as well, I just don't know if I'll like the method or not." He remained quiet.

"Why do you think I am hiding something?" It was my turn to narrow my eyes.

"You could have kept to yourself what you knew about the rings, Byakuran and I. You didn't, and I'm pretty sure it's because you wanted me to be interested and invested in this fight in more ways than one." No response. Instead, he turned around.

"I'll see you in an hour then."

I was spot on it seemed.

However, if Kyoya was hiding something...whatever it was, could it be possible my future self had been in the secret as well? She gave specific orders to Alaric, like making me fight when I escaped. She knew I would swap place with her.

She knew.

I chuckled in sarcasm. No matter at what angle I was looking at this, the Merone Base would not send us back home. That Irie Shoichi guy was not the end of the fight.

What a mess.

I was panting heavily, one knee on the floor. In my right hand, my regular gun was still warm. In the left hand, the gun Federico left me in his will was cooler, having been used a lot less. The ammo in it was made specifically for the Flame of Wrath, or at least Sky Flames. It seemed that at some point in the next ten years, Xanxus helped me get some suited for me, but it wasn't totally.

Or it was too strong, or not enough, so I would keep this gun for last.

"Good job," Reborn congratulated me, rubbing a burned spot of his cheek.

The room was...still standing, but not in good shape. The floor was broken, the walls had holes in them because of me…

I didn't hold back and it felt good.

"It's started already," he continued, looking at watch-Leon.

"I need a shower."

"You're coming?" I nodded.

"Kyoya invited me." He smirked.

"I see." I raised a brow but he left before I could ask about his tone.

It was...I wouldn't say teasing, but like he knew something I didn't.

I quickly made my way back to my room and took a needed shower. Once it was done, my muscles having relaxed thanks to the hot, almost burning, water, I put on my kimono and tied my hair in a low bun, my long bangs now under my eyes covering my right one. I used a pin to pin it above my ear and exited my room.

I grabbed Reborn on my way to the meeting. He didn't protest, more than comfortable in my arms as I opened the door.

"I see everyone is excited." They looked at us, except for Kyoya of course.

I didn't want to know why Ryohei was trying to kill him before we arrived, Arro and Tetsuya holding him back. Lal was watching passively.

However, Reborn's hair, without the hat, was something. It was basically annoying with how high and spiky it was.

"Ciaossu!"

"Reborn..." Lal replied. Our eyes met briefly, mine cold and indifferent, and she looked away.

"Luciana, let's go sit down," he told me and I nodded quietly. I would watch and listen more than participate. Arro showed me the sit between Kyoya and him and I knelt down there, my hands on my lap. Reborn stood a few centimeters before me. "How is it Kusakabe? The simulation for tomorrow's battle is finished, right? That's why I was called I guess."

"Indeed." Hum...Tetsuya didn't seem very confident in this simulation… "We estimated the number of people from the scale of the enemy's facilities. Taking the average fighting ability of the Millefiores into account, combined with other significant factors...the result…The percentage of success is only of 0.0030%."

"0.0030%?" Ryohei repeated, slightly in disbelief. Arro was frowning next to me.

"We've tried several different simulation with different factors, but it is the best outcome we came up with," my best friend clarified, arms and legs crossed. He was wearing a dark blue kimono but I could see some white bandage coming from his right arm. "Needless to say Lal Mirch, Chrome and I in no fighting conditions is not helping our case. It's a lost fight." Kyoya took a sip from his green tea.

"Keep your negativity to yourself Arroganza." Arro glared weakly at him.

"Well, we can't do anything about it," Reborn noted, and I could almost see the smirk on his face.

"I heard the VARIA doesn't take missions if the success rate is underneath 90%," Tetsuya added. "Unfortunately, Arro-san or Ana-san being related to two of them does not change this."

"They're pros, you can't expect them to prioritize relatives who can fight back instead of their mission and the certainty of success." Humph, it was nice to feel appreciated. I peeked at Arro, who didn't seem to care.

The Arro of my time would be insulting Superbi under his breath by now.

"We can't announce these results to Sawada and the others. If they knew only a miracle could make us win, they'd lose their motivations," Lal said calmly.

"Alright. There's no other options anyway," Ryohei agreed with a nod.

"I agree."

"In other words, this simulation doesn't mean anything." I raised a hand in front of my mouth to cough a little, but the sleeve was hiding my smirk. "If they were pros, it would matter, but they're not. I think it's dumb to jump on these conclusions. With them growing stronger all the time, there might be a chance." Then, Reborn turned his big black eyes to me. "Don't you agree?" I blinked in surprise, taken back. I was not expecting to be asked anything.

"I mean..." I started, crossing my hands on my lap. "They beat Mukuro and his gang with no real fighting experience unlike them. They beat the VARIA who are pros and renowned in the Mafia as the best of the best with only a short amount of time to train. Who knows what can happen tomorrow." Even if I seriously hoped the VARIA was just underestimating them. In different conditions, they'd win though. Give them the same assassination order and the VARIA would win. Reborn smirked at me.

"So Hibari, was there anything else?"

"Hn." On this note, Reborn left and it was the signal the meeting was over.

I went back to my room and sat on the bed. A glow on my nightstand caught my eyes.

The pocket watch.

I grabbed it and opened it, the old Italian engraved making me sigh a little. My fingers grazed the beautiful calligraphy. The first Generation had an 'honorary Guardian', or so Primo seemed to consider that girl as such. I didn't even know her name, but from the proximity with this Alaude, she knew the First Generation. Still, a part of me felt like that. In the end, I would go with the Tenth Generation tomorrow, even if I was involved as well, it was a Vongola-Millefiore war and…

Honestly, I could not care less about the Vongolas.

However, the watch was a pretty object, quite heavy but it meant it was solid and expensive. I would take it tomorrow.

I left the bed to sit on the floor, crossed my legs, put my hands on my thighs and took deep breaths. I hated meditation at first but, after a little while, I found it very useful in being more in control of my Flame of Wrath, in particular controlling the anger that came with it. The two were tied, and even if before going to China I had never really noticed it, there was a lying anger in me just wanting to be let out. It was much like Xanxus, but still weaker. After China and thanks to Fon and Feng, it was less...prominent. At least until Russia, then Federico and Leo and up until I talked with Dino on Dad's grave, it was back and strong, anger mixed with very bitter resentment.

I grabbed the phone thrown my way and frowned at Kyoya.

"The hell?"

"Pick up." I did.

"Hello?"

"How are you doing?" I froze at Dino's voice, my fingers clenching the phone harder. "Ana?"

"Are you all okay?" I asked back, not answering him. He sighed.

"We're...resisting. It's tough, but we're still here." Dino was thirty-two, did he have his own personal family to protect as well now? Was...was my future self an aunt?

I couldn't ask that.

"But answer my question sis'."

"I'm...fine...I'm trying to clear my head for tomorrow."

"It's a good initiative," he said and I could picture his warm brotherly smile in my mind. "Sorry I can't be with you, I wish I could have taken you home." It wouldn't have been 'home' though.

"It's fine, I'm not alone," I mumbled, my finger drawing finger on my right thigh. "I'm going with Tsunayoshi and his gang tomorrow."

"Not with Kyoya? He accepted that?" he asked me, clearly surprised. I furrowed my brows.

"He's Arro's Boss, not mine." Kyoya had left my room right after he handed me his phone, so he wouldn't hear me. "A little too controlling at times, who does he think he is?" My brother burst into laughter. "How is that funny?"

"Don't...don't mind me...it just reminded me of something!"

"Everything in this era is like a big fat private joke and I'm not on board with it Pipsqueak Dino."

"I haven't heard that name in a while...anyway, I was just checking up on you, I have to go. Alaric and Xanxus are fine, I'll tell them you're okay in Japan." I nodded to myself.

"Okay. Be...be careful, don't die or I'll forever be awkward with the you of my time."

"Noted. Don't die either." He hang up.

I would not comment on how Kyoya's phone was clearly more modern than anything I had seen 'til today, especially more modern than my flip phone that…

I paled. Shit, I was pretty sure I dropped it when I was sent to the future. Did Arro, Kyoya or Alaric find it?

I would be killed when I was back home.

Back to what I was saying. Kyoya's phone had a big touch screen, with no button except a couple on the side.

Dino...he was my brother, he would always be my brother but...he wasn't really the version of him I wanted to hear. I wasn't stupid, I knew I wasn't the version of his little sister he wanted as well.

I went to the living-room, where Ryohei was still present, with Kyoya. It seemed like I interrupted their conversation.

"Your phone," I said as only explanation, showing it to Kyoya. "Did I interrupt something?"

"Nothing interesting," Kyoya replied before Ryohei could. He was pissed about it for about a second but he got up.

"Luciana!" I looked up at him. It was strange...Ryohei was Ryohei, but he thought more now…

If we didn't mention how he almost break all of our eardrums when we tried the earpieces the other day, of course.

"We're going to win to the extreme tomorrow!" he stated with conviction. I smirked and nodded.

"Obviously." On this note, he left. "So, dinner?"

"In an hour." I gave him his phone back. He gave me a thoughtful look. "What did he tell you?"

"None of your business," I replied.

"You're not joining the herbivores then?" I scoffed.

"I'll be with them tomorrow, I need some calm and time to myself beforehand."

"Go back to sleep," Kyoya told me when he walked in front of my room. I yawned and rubbed my eyes, catching a glimpse of red.

Red flames?

A cat?

"Hayato's cat," I said to myself as Kyoya left, most probably for the Vongola's base. I went back to bed and a look at my alarm clock told me it was 1:00 a.m.

I fell back asleep with difficulty, a heavy feeling in the pit of my stomach. In the end, at maybe 5:30, I got up and got dressed. It was pretty...normal, just skinny black jeans and a black skin-tight tank top underneath my leather jacket, then my combat boots. I had a holster around each of my thighs for each of my guns and my Box Weapons strapped to my belt. There was Cloud and one with an inhalator inside. I slipped on my rings, now with an automatic Mammon Chain incorporated in them, braided my hair and put on my contacts. I put the goggles, black and pretty much the same model than Lal's, around my neck, and slipped fake camera screen with Federico's gun. I had a black rigid case strapped to my regular gun's holster, inside was an electronic device similar to the one I had for my mission for the Vindice, only more modern. I learned how to use it pretty quickly. I didn't forget my 'infiltration kit' and the watch.

I wasn't even surprised to see Kyoya, fully dressed as well and staring at his phone.

"One of your buddies contacted you?" I asked him, leaning against the wall, arms and legs crossed. He frowned at me.

"No shoes inside." I shrugged and walked up to him.

"So?" I crossed my arms and opened my mouth to say something, but a loud noise cut me off. "What the hell was that?"

"We're being invaded." I stared at him and blinked.

"Then shouldn't we do something about it…?"

"I am." I grabbed his wrist when he started leaving and he set an annoyed look on me. "What?"

"You can't just say that out of the blue you moron!" He narrowed his eyes.

"I don't have the time to deal with you right now. Go to the others."

"I won't see you after the attack will I?"

"What makes you say that?"

"A feeling." There was nothing, then a small smirk.

"You'll see a different version of me in ten years." I sighed. I knew it.

"Then...thank you, for taking the time to train me." He just stared.

I tiptoed and kissed him on the cheek. He seemed to tense.

"I'm not doubting you winning," I continued in a whisper, remembering what he told me before his fight for the ring, "just...don't die." When I was flat on my feet, I slightly blushed because of how intense his eyes were, seemingly darker than usual. He raised his hand to his face, his thumb rubbing one eye, his forefinger and middle finger rubbing the other in…

I didn't know what it was, but it seemed like it was something that took a lot of him for a while.

In a second, he wrapped his arm around my waist and his free hand grabbed a fistful of my hair, making me tilt my head to him. He brought my body flat against his.

"If you want to kiss me goodbye and say thank you, it's nowhere near enough," he whispered smoothly in my ear.

"Wh..." I widened my eyes when his lips were pressed firmly against mine, swallowing my voice. I grabbed his shirt with the intention to push him away, it was not the situation for something like that, but a moan escaped me when his tongue met mine.

Kyoya was French kissing me and my body was getting hot. His lips were cool against mine, but soft, his tongue giving mine all of its attention. My hands did grab his shirt, but I brought him closer to me, my inexperienced lips moving as they could against his. My heart was beating fast, beating faster when he tilted my head more to kiss me deeper, teeth now nibbling my lower lip, before his tongue went back to mine. His arm was tight around me, clearly not wanting to let go.

The hand in my hair went to my cheek, the kiss, while still passionate, now more gentle.

The kiss...was what I wanted the Kyoya of my time to give me, and even if it felt so good, there was something missing.

This Kyoya was experimented, too much to my liking.

I broke the kiss because I needed to breath, a string of saliva linking our mouth. I was a blushing mess and he was a smirking jerk.

"That...it...you..."

"I know, too experienced, not like you want him to be," he said casually against my lips, nuzzling his nose against mine. How did he know? "I had all of the firsts now." His heat was gone in an instant and I stood there, watching him leave the room.

Wait...what did he just impl…

I blushed even more.

Did...did him and my future self really di...did it? I grabbed my face. It was burning hot.

Oh God, would it actually happen in the end?

I slapped myself.

"God damn, it's not the time to be a hormonal teenage girl Bakana!" I lectured myself, leaving to find Tsunayoshi.

I needed to keep my priorities straight. Reborn couldn't come, Tsunayoshi needed to...even if he was still angry at me, he needed someone with more experience to keep him in line.

I slipped my earpiece in my ear and turned it on.

The alarm started ringing when I entered their side of the base and almost tripped over my own foot when Lal appeared in front of me. She didn't even raise a brow at me.

"If I deem you have taken the wrong decision during the operation, I'll go." I blinked in confusion and chuckled.

"If I'm dead I can't order you otherwise." She nodded, arms crossed.

"Use everything I taught you Luciana, and remember the way you infiltrated Vendicare. It may be useful."

"Got it," I said with a confident nod before running past her.

"Hibari-san is on his own against them? We have to help him!" I clicked my tongue.

"Hell no," I replied.

"Senpai!?" Tsunayoshi yelled

"If you go help Kyoya, one you're losing the opportunity he's giving us to leave unnoticed, and two you'd be spitting on him and his fighting skills and he'll have your head for that, Boss or not. If he sees you, you'll be an enemy and not an ally." And he'd have my head on a silver platter if I couldn't keep them from going help him.

"Hibari's that extreme, I couldn't have said any better!"

"Tch, that guy..." Hayato mumbled and I snickered.

"Don't think he's doing it to be kind. He wants to lash out against as many people as he can without caring about anything else I think."

"Are you both sure, senpai, onii-san?"

"A hundred percent."

"To the extreme!" Ryohei said at the same time.

"Fine, Gianinni open the gate!"

"Hatch F, open!" F then…

I got there at the same time than them and didn't stop, I merely turned and found myself next to Ryohei. I put the goggles on my nose and turned them on once we were in town and I took the lead. Everything had been downloaded inside.

Of course, Lal always had her goggles on her, in this time or before. Her COMSUBIN days were never far behind. Basically, in CEDEF, the most useful and gifted in infiltration all had a pair and had specific training from her. I was one of them, but these goggles were better than those I had at Vendicare. My future self must have decided to give everyone an upgrade.

I stopped at the corner of the street, a map of Namimori on the upper right corner of my goggles.

"No one in sight, let's keep moving."

We kept running until we reached a deserted underground parking lot.

"It's around he..."

"Over here," Bianchi announced, coming out of the shadow. We ran to her and I was surprised to find Arro by her side.

"You didn't have to come to such a dangerous place!" Tsunayoshi told her. I went in front of Arro.

"What he said." Arro smirked and gave me a Box Weapon.

"A gift. You'll recognize them quickly. I'll give you a hint: the theory was right." I frowned but didn't have the time to keep talking as we were going down the enemy base.

Time to put everything into action.

The phone rang, the nineties song making the teenager clench his hand around his phone.

"Kyoya, where did you say Kusakabe found the phone?"

"On the way between here and school," Hibari replied coldly, glaring daggers at the phone on the table.

"Has anyone called Fon?" Arro asked, his foot taping nervously against the wooden floor of Alaric's living-room. "I mean...Lulu's not the only one missing, Reborn is as well, like Sawada, Yamamoto, Gokudera, those two kids, Sasagawa and Miura. We...need an Arcobaleno here, right?" He pursed his lips at how Hibari's glare got darker and darker at each name he listed. "Okay, what do we know? And do we tell Dino and Iemitsu as well?"

"No one entered Namimori, even illusionists or I would have felt them," Alaric stated, arms crossed over his chest. "It's an inside job."

"Who could pull that off knowing there's fucking Reborn in the missing ones? I mean, he brags about being the 'best' but there's a reason behind it, and I doubt anyone in Namimori could kidnap him. Or Luciana, she's the next one when it comes to experience."

"It's related to the Vongolas," Hibari pipped up. "The missing civilians are all in Sawada Tsunayoshi's inner circle, it's not a coincidence." And Sasagawa Ryohei kept running around looking for his lost little sister like a headless chicken. It was giving him a serious headache just thinking about it.

"I went to Kokuyo Land earlier this morning." Alaric ignored Hibari fuming on his chair. "Three Guardians and the Decimo are missing already. It seems like the Mist Guardian is gone as well."

"Chrome's missing too?" Arro repeated, just to be sure. "So...they went to Kokuyo as well? They clearly know too much information about their target." The Europeans set their eyes on Hibari, who scowled at them. "Heh...you already know what we're about to say, right?"

"That Sasagawa Ryohei and I are potential targets as well?"

"It could be a good thing." Now Alaric was the center of attention. "I mean, if Kyoya is taken as well and goes berserk, it can be good to get the Miss back." And the rest of the group as well of course, not that the German cared that much about them.

It was left unsaid of course.

"I'll contact Fon to inform him of the situation, because the possibility of it being one of Reborn's training scheme is non existent. Keep an eye out on any strange things happening."

"Honestly, it's been pretty calm since they disappeared," Arro mumbled, following Hibari outside.

He stopped to take his phone from his pocket. He looked at it, replied to the text and heard like an explosion outside. He ran and widened his eyes.

Hibari was gone. Only rests of pink smoke vanishing into thin air was left.

"The hell...not so quickly Hibari..." Arro muttered in disbelief.

Fratellanza

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