I was planning on getting this out on the 6th, but it's now a week later. I blame the computer.

In this chapter of Skywards, Morita's vs Raphael! Hanabi vs Poseidon! A large library! Great things!

Hope you enjoy the chapter, and as always, read and review :)

~8~

Morita coughed as he fought his way through the smoke in the air. Every now and then, the boxer would hear the sounds of minor explosions that were possibly the reason why there was still smoke and dust in the air, and he would also feel something or someone bumping into him every now and then. A long black coil surprised him as it erupted from the smoke.

"Whoa!" he jumped out of the way, mint-green colored hair appeared in Morita's vision and he saw Raphael staring straight at him.

"What's this? I'm stuck with the boxer of the group?" it scoffed while holding its black whip in both hands, "This will be a bore."

Morita moved out of the way quickly as the whip suddenly threw itself over to him, it didn't even seem like Raphael moved at all as the whip cracked through the air like lightening. But Morita had no time to rest as the whip danced around more and more threateningly.

"Hey now!" Morita yelped, "Can't we just talk about this!"

"Wait are you? Chicken!" Raphael growled, the whip cracked more and more.

"I'm not chicken!" the boxer argued, "I just-"

"Just what? Afraid you might get hurt?" the Box taunted.

"No! I'm-"

"Afraid of what my next move will be?"

"No-"

"Peh!" Raphael spat and growled, "Humans are all alike, they can't even finish their own sentences!"

A red, fingerless glove grasped the whip, making it stop, and Morita's arm twinged as he felt a shock run up his arm.

"You shouldn't touch it," the Box spoke in a remarkably, and surprising, calm tone, "Right now ten thousand volts of electricity is running throughout your body and-"

"I don't care," Raphael stopped and gave the boy a curious look, Morita's brown hair stood on end and his arm that was holding the whip began to bulge with his muscles; he looked up at Raphael with his glowering brown-eyed gaze and said, "Just don't interrupt me again."

~8~

Meanwhile, back at the Namimori Hospital where Hide's mother was waiting with Tanaka Megumi, who had arrived a little while ago once she had heard about what happened with the Boxing Team. Both females wore worried looks on their faces, and they each complained about the boys who had suddenly disappeared without saying a word to them about it.

"Oh my, of all the selfish things that boy could possibly do!" Hide's mother sighed frustratingly.

"Where could Morita be! He was just hospitalized!" Megumi checked her phone frantically over and over again for a text or call from Morita.

"Those boys just taking off without saying a word!" the mom growled, "Making his mother and a girl worry! Oh my, I just don't know how that child came out this way!"

"I totally understand!" she nodded and said, "I've known Morita since we were kids! He always does this to me! Leaves me out of the loop while he does his 'boy activities', which is generally something dangerous, I bet! Ugh! And he wonders why I worry!"

"Oh, I'm sure that Sakuraba-boy will be alright! He looks like a fine, sturdy boy."

"Don't worry, he is," Megumi said grudgingly with her arms crossed, "It's just that he doesn't like fighting, that's why he's in the Boxing Club; any problem that needs to be resolved could be resolved in the ring!"

"Well at least he has an extra curricular activity," Hide's mother sighed as she remembered her son's inability to do any physical activity without being ridiculed by a majority of the population, a trait inherited by his father.

"Well..." the girl stopped and hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Morita does have a bit of a temper...especially when he's interrupted."

~8~

"As I was saying," Morita took off the scarred gloves and revealed his blistered hands as he spoke, "I don't like fighting, because I just don't like hurting people. I would at least like to know the reason why you started fighting me."

He waved his blistered hands in the air and started walking through the smoke and over the crackling whip lying on the ground, motionless.

"I especially don't like it when people interrupt me," he said as he walked and then stopped in front of a hand that was lying on the ground, the handle of the whip was only an inch or two away from it, "It's really rude, you know? And it says that the person isn't listening to you at all, people always do that to me."

The hand twitched but Morita swiftly stepped on it and walked over the body on the ground, he looked back at it and sighed with discontent, "I really don't like hurting people."

~8~

Hanabi spun around on one foot and threw her card at Poseidon, causing the card to explode on contact. Poseidon didn't seem affected by the explosion and swung its trident clumsily in her direction. The bomber dodged the trident with ease and gave Poseidon a confused look as it proceeded to try and make a jab at her with the pronged-weapon.

"Are you making fun of me?" she asked angrily when she dodged this attempt as well, "Your strength is nothing like it was back then."

"I-I'm not, I promise!" the Box Weapon quickly said and gave Hanabi a weak stare, "It's just that my stomach gets ill when ever I see blood."

Hanabi then remembered that there was dried blood on her shirt from when she ran into a wall but also remembered that she was plenty bloodied up when she had last met Poseidon. "Didn't you beat me up last time though?" she pointed out.

"I did?" the Box gave her a shocked look before quickly saying, "I'm sorry but I don't remember."

The statement echoed indefinitely in Hanabi's mind until it finally hit something in her head to resonate itself again. Her eyebrow twitched. Her eyes narrowed. The deck of cards in her hand was gripped tighter.

"Are you calling me weak!" she yelled angrily, her facial features were livid with rage.

"N-No!" Poseidon took a step back and wailed, "W-what I meant was-I mean-I-I just changed!"

A card was thrown at it like a dagger and then exploded; the Box survived the explosion and held its trident in both hands weakly. Hanabi threw more cards at it furiously but Poseidon kept on avoiding the cards perfectly, though narrowly, and was acting more frantic about it. Soon Poseidon was lost in the smoke and could not see a thing, but if it looked up Poseidon could see the ceiling of the Base...and then it saw sticks of dynamite, of course it tried to run out of the way but some how, when the bombs exploded, the explosion felt a whole lot closer than the dynamite made it seem...

The floor collapsed. Poseidon fell through. And the smoke finally cleared.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" a voice faded as it screamed from below.

Hanabi peered down the hole and glared upwards when she heard the squeaking of a pair of rain boots. They smelled like fish.

~8~

There were many books. It was what a library was for, to hold a lot of books. But this library was slightly different, it was wall to wall with shelves that were as tall as sky scrapers and were crammed with thick books. The library was surprisingly the only thing in the underground base that didn't have rust or cobwebs all over the place. The books here were meant to be safe, they were valuable, no, priceless, and were filled with texts of the Vongola's long, long history. There were a few tables on the ground level of the library that were there for if you wanted to read at a table and not on the large shelves or a step ladder.

"...and that's the Sun Guardian, and all the past Sun Guardians of the Vongola," Morpheus slammed a book shut with satisfaction and started to stand up when it noticed Amaterasu was fidgeting nervously. It sat back down and asked sweetly, "Yes, Amaterasu?"

The other Box looked shocked and stammered, "Uh, yes Morpheus?"

"Do you have something you want to say?"

"No, no!" she shook her head and asked, "Why?"

"Because you look like you do," it stated.

"Well..." Amaterasu looked off to the side like there was something interesting to look at, and she said in a confused tone, "I...I'm just surprised."

"You are?" the Mist Box now gave a look of surprise and said, "not lonely or anything?"

"Oh no!" she shook her head and quickly said, "I do feel lonely still! I'm so lonely it almost hurts! But...I sort of thought that the stories would help me feel a little less lonely..."

"You thought, huh?" Morpheus sounded unimpressed and shrugged, "And how long have you been...thinking?"

"Uh, was I not supposed to, Morpheus?"

"Maybe your broken?" the Mist Box suggested, "That's not a good thing, you should go up to the repair room."

Amaterasu looked like she was at great discomfort from hearing this, and said, "I think I'm feeling much better now, I'm not surprised nor am I thinking."

"You just said 'I think', and what's wrong with the repair room? It's a perfectly fine place."

"But...we always turn out...different when we go to the repair room," she said, "And we have to go back in our Boxes, and those make things dark..."

The base shook gently and both God Boxes looked up in unison. A fumbling noise like a brick falling through several planks of wood was becoming louder and the ceiling of the library fell in as a blue-haired body dropped down.

"Poseidon?" Morpheus questioned, Poseidon's body was faced downwards on a pile of books but its head was staring at the hole it made in the ceiling.

"Poseidon, your head is on backwards," Amaterasu pointed out and then added in a nonsensical way, "I saw a girl, Poseidon, who had eyes that were like yours."

"It won't answer back, Poseidon is unconscious," said the Mist Box after it checked the Rain Box.

"What happened? We're normally very careful when it comes to the weak floors," the other Box said in wonder.

Morpheus looked up and said, "Let's go up."

Amaterasu brightened and asked hopefully, "To see master?"

"To see master."

~8~

The smoke worried Hide a great deal. He couldn't see where he was going at all in the dust fog and he heard worrying noises like explosions, yelling, and generic fighting noises. But then they were all silent, which made Hide's heart drop, and then there was a clicking noise and a soft 'whiiiir'-sound. The smoke was blown away and he saw that Reborn was right behind him with an electric fan that whirred gently. Hide didn't question where he had gotten a fan or where exactly he plugged it in, but instead he got to his feet and gave Reborn a grateful smile.

"Twelfth, you're alright!" he turned and saw Hanabi who looked miraculously fine, even if her shirt was covered in blood.

"Gokudera-san!" the boy brightened, he had never been so glad to see a bomber-hitman in all his life.

"Oh, everyone's alive," said Morita with pleasant surprise, he looked around again and said triumphantly, "And the bad guys are defeated!"

"Morita-kun! Suzuki!" Hide ran over to the boys and said, "You're all alive!"

"I just said that, Hide," the boxer pointed out.

"Thank goodness!" he said with relief.

"No time to rest now though," said Suzuki who was probably drunk off of adrenaline by now, a sword gleamed in his hands.

"S-Suzuki," Hide backed away and pointed shakily at the sword, "W-where did you get that, uh, sword?"

"Oh this?" he said as if it was nothing, "Your gramps gave it to me! Remember that baseball bat? Turns out that this is the trick behind it! Hah!"

Why is he so calm about it! Hide groaned in his mind.

"Don't worry though, I used the back side to fight," he said triumphantly.

That's not what I was worried about...

"Suzuki's right, Hide," said Reborn wisely, "There's no time to start relaxing; the real fight is only just beginning. We need to go to the control room and figure out how many Box Weapons are around here."

"I was afraid that you were going to say that," Hide wailed and pointed down the hall way, or what was left of it, "here right?"

Reborn nodded and they began walking, they reached a door with a title over it that read: 'Control Room' in cold, unfriendly letters. Hide gulped at the sign, he could feel that everyone was staring at his back intently and were all waiting for him to open the door. His hands went cold and a thought arose in his head: I could leave right now...just turn away and run...but a warm, friendly hand then rested on his shoulder and Suzuki was behind him, smiling brightly, Morita stood next to him with an eager expression, and Hanabi had a look of confidence on her face.

"Everything will turn out alright in the end," said Reborn, and Hide didn't know why at the moment but the words were strangely comforting and helped him open the door.

"Oh good, we aren't late!"

Hide woke up.

~8~

Gasp! The suspense!