My Storm, My Cloud, My Sun, My Sky
Summary: Reborn met Fon, they became Arcobaleno and went separate ways, not seeing each other for years. Kyoya was born, Fon had to leave to protect his family and they didn't see each other for years. Tsuna met Reborn, the adventure starts. Hibari met Reborn, craziness starts. Dino met Kyoya, Fon returns and secrets are revealed. Better than it sounds, I promise! D18, RF, LalCol possible others.
Dino blinked, perplexed and honestly stupefied with surprise. "You're actually going to tell me? Why? I mean, I'd gladly listen and I always want to know more about Kyoya, but this is a bit sudden, that you'd trust me with something like that."
The finally awake prefect merely shrugged his shoulders, no real expression on his face. "Why shouldn't I? I'm actually pretty sure some of my family's history might involve you. Well, your famiglia. I don't know much, but I do know that, once upon a time, my clan had a friend they declared Haneuma." Dino blinked at him and the teen smirked. "Would you like to hear a story, Bucking Horse?"
The blond nodded, shot the door a look before quickly going over to tell Romario not to let anyone in unless it was a life or death emergency. He knew that if Kyoya was going to tell him something about himself, then if they're interrupted, the prefect will never speak of it again. And Dino would rather want to know. He isn't sure why, but he'd rather like to know everything about Kyoya that Kyoya lets him know. Yes, indeed, his student has become precious to him in a startlingly short amount of time, but can you blame him? Kyoya may be vicious, but he was honest, straightforward and a lot more open with his opinions than one might think.
For someone who's so used to underlying meanings of every word spoken, of ulterior motives and darker intentions, Kyoya is a breath of fresh air.
Not to mention that Dino has not met a person outside of Varia that could give him a good fight, that could make him give it his all and still not be sure of his victory. With Kyoya, he didn't have to hold back. With Kyoya, he didn't have to pretend he didn't know how to kill, that he wouldn't go for the killing blow if he's offered an opening. The true mafia boss side of him that Tsuna never saw would probably scar his honorary little brother for life, scare him away, never to be able to look at Dino in the same way again.
Kyoya seemed to relish in drawing that side out, seemed happiest the moment Dino took him seriously and fought without reservations.
Kyoya was a mystery and a contradiction. Brutal yet kind, controlling yet just, possessive but not oppressive, vicious and gentle both. A teenager with the mind of an adult and the heart of a boy who only wanted to be free, unrestrained, unbound and yet he built his own gilded cage and named it his Namimori. Sharp eyes that could see through almost anyone in a matter of seconds and yet refuse to truly look, as though unwilling to see that he was right. Or that he was wrong.
A person who hated being around too many people but appreciated the presence of those like him, who loved surrounding himself with animals to alleviate a possible loneliness in his heart.
What had made Hibari Kyoya that way?
Can an immature Sky like Tsuna truly attract this wild, free Cloud?
"My family is not just a regular family. Once, we used to be the most influential clan in unwritten history. We were there, between the lines, influencing how the world will turn, who will come to power, where the new focus will be," Hibari began, not looking at the Don as he settled himself next to his bed again, closer this time because Hibari's words were quieter than usual. "We hail from the first emperor of China. A branch of our family hails from one of the Japanese emperors as well. We are an old clan and we have known of this phenomenon called in the west 'Dying Will Flames' for centuries. By the time your little 'mafia' was a thing, we practically had an army of Flame users. Not all were strong. Not all could fight, but we had them."
"Are you telling me that the eastern family the original Cavallone learned about Dying Will Flames from is the Hibari Clan?" Dino asked a little incredulously. He'd only known that it was a clan named after a bird, but he had never thought it would be a bird like the skylark!
"Most probably," Kyoya replied. "The clan was always open to outsiders who might wish to learn. That doesn't mean we didn't hide from said outsiders. If they cannot find us, they are not worthy of the knowledge we can bestow, or so went the old clan motto about outsiders. I believe a Cavallone has managed to find us at some point. That is one reason why I believe what I have to say may concern you. My Clan was a huge force and source of influence for centuries, Bucking Horse. In one household, we used to have more 'Flame Active' people than Vongola did throughout most of their history. Tell me, why don't you hear about them today, then? Why am I the only person carrying the name Hibari?"
The Cavallone boss frowned, not liking how dark his student's voice had become. He didn't say anything, as he could clearly tell Kyoya wasn't actually expecting an answer, but rather setting the mood. He had a feeling he was about to be faced with a second slip of temper from the most unlikely of people in the same hour and braced himself for it, because he rather doubted Kyoya had Reborn's restraint. Not when he was this obviously angry.
"I'll tell you why," hissed the enraged Chairman, silver blue eyes flashing dangerously and Dino actually leaned away for fear of the younger male lunging for his throat if he remains that close. "We have taught a Cavallone our technique, we have accepted him as an ally, a notion that was confirmed some years later when one of our newer married-in members entrusted him with some precious treasure, and we have remained allies with the Cavallone ever since. But then, about fifty years ago, when we reached out for help because someone was slaughtering our members, the Cavallone never returned our friendship."
Dino paled, even as his mind went into overdrive. Kyoya was here and alive, obviously born, therefore his parents, at the very least, had survived. That did not, however, make things all that much better.
"There used to be hundreds of us, maybe even a couple of thousands, but then there was only ten left and of those ten, one died of old age, another died in labor and one was killed. The others mostly had only one child each. With my birth, soon to be sixteen years ago, the number of those who called themselves Hibari by birth was ten. Do you know how many there are today?" Shaken, Dino could only shake his head. He had a bad feeling about this. "Two. Do you know how there are only two? Because Cavallone Nono went and told the same enemies who'd almost wiped us out last time where we had hidden ourselves after we'd sent a message for help. I was five, Bucking Horse. I was five when I saw my family being brutally murdered right in front of me. And I'd be dead myself if I wasn't Flame Active and my uncle hadn't taught me how to conceal myself."
The blond felt like he was going to vomit any second now as that sank in. His father had ... "No, that's not possible." He wasn't sure if he was trying to refute Kyoya's statement or reassure himself. "He would never." Because if this was true, then what kind of man would Dino turn into, when everyone says he has his father's kind heart? "How could you even know that? Any of that!?"
Kyoya turned those dangerous eyes away, as if disgusted. Or anguished. "My family were the record keepers of the whole clan, of our history. Most of it was destroyed when we were attacked, but I knew how to read as a kid and I remember how fascinating I found some of the chronicles of our clan. I was only encouraged to study it more. The clan was in a bad place. I was the first child in fifteen years, if not longer. I remember I had a cousin. She was definitely a lot older than me. They hoped I can one day help the clan regain its former glory. Instead, I watched them burn and only have scarce memories of our proud history in my head. As for how I know it was your predecessor ... Well, they taunted my mother about it before they slit her and her husband's throat. Said 'This is how much your alliance is worth' and shoved money bills into her mouth. Cavallone sold us out for bloody money to cover his own debts."
Said man's son closed his eyes in anguish and pain, in shame because that, if nothing else, confirms Kyoya's story. "I'm so-"
"I don't need your pity nor your guilt, Bucking Horse. I can see that you obviously cannot be that man. Ten years ago, you'd be in primary school and have no say in such matters." At least Kyoya was looking at him again, but his eyes were flat. "What I could use from you is assistance."
"Anything," the blond answered immediately, causing the ravenette to snort. "No, seriously. Say it and if I can get it, it's yours."
"I have never sought revenge or material goods, Bucking Horse," Hibari stated. "The only thing I have ever wanted was to find a way to free my uncle from the Arcobaleno curse. I would not be here if not for him. I would be dead, or out in the streets or in some disgusting orphanage."
" ... I don't know how to break the Arcobaleno curse, Kyoya. No one does," Dino said warily, hesitantly, not sure how his student will react to that.
Kyoya only snorted again. "The man who placed it on them does." Dino arched an eyebrow. Someone had cast the curse? Well, that's news to him! He'd always thought those Pacifiers had jumped at the Arcobaleno and bound them to themselves, or something of that sort. In retrospect, it sounds silly, but would it really be all that impossible? They lived in a world where possession, illusions and solid illusions, grown people in infant bodies and shapeshifting chameleons existed as an everyday occurrence and the strongest force known to man was fire that the human soul itself creates.
"Okay, do you know who he is? Or where to find him?"
"If I did, do you seriously think the Baby would still be a baby?" Kyoya actually rolled his eyes! Dino was tempted to take a picture of it. Or at least note down the date on a calendar. It's a momentous occasion, okay? "He calls himself the Man in the Iron Hat and is all but a myth, but he's the main protector of the Trinisette, whatever that might be, at the heart of which are those Pacifiers." Dino nodded along, trying to see where Kyoya was going with this and wondering if he should ask the hospital to tone down on the painkillers. Kyoya usually wasn't this talkative, this open or likely to say things such as this. It sounded almost fantastical. Which only meant it was most probably true. Like he'd said earlier, Kyoya wouldn't usually say things like this. "I want you to bring me one of the Cervello, live and healthy, though I suggest knocking the herbivore out in case she tries to pull a WWII-spy-like stunt and kill herself before she can be questioned."
It was official, Hibari Kyoya was high on painkillers.
"WHAT!?" Squeaked a gawking Dino. "We can't! They're-"
"Nothing more but replaceable clones made to serve the Trinisette. I actually do have a document that states as much, dating nine generations back. An European man with a French name wrote it. He was supposedly involved with the Vongola so he was there to see those Rings being passed over or at least knew that they were passed over from pink haired, dark skinned young females that all looked identical to each other to someone called Giotto, whom they then taught to use Flames. I have incomplete information, yes, but don't underestimate it, Bucking Horse. The Hibari Clan once had the greatest information network in the world and it only got better after those foreigners moved into our Namimori all those generations ago."
"Your Namimori?"
"It is not that foreigner that has founded this town, Haneuma Dino," Kyoya said with a smirk. "The Hibari did. We used to have total control of everything that goes on in this town, but fifty years ago and especially ten years ago, that was lost. Five years ago, I took it all back. Namimori is mine by both choice and inheritance. The Cervello have more than trespassed."
"Okay, I can accept that, but just so you know, I have so many questions. But let's get back to this crazy idea of yours that we should capture a Cervello. How do you expect me to do that?"
"They have sent another summons for tonight." When Dino went to question him, Hibari pointed to the window where there was a black slip of paper with pink writing that matched the shade of the Cervello's hair. Dino had been there the whole night and he hadn't even noticed it and yet Kyoya did almost as soon as he opened his eyes. "Apparently, all the Guardians will be participating in this 'Sky Match' in some manner. Regardless of that, the Cervello will be there to play judge and jury. I doubt there will be only two this time. What happened with that old herbivore has set everyone off and tensions are high. Even the Baby looked ready to get serious. They'll have more disposables on standby, just in case, because the Monkey King's herbivores look like they're up to something."
"Wait a minute, Kyoya," protested the blond, not even caring about the plan, more worried about the safety of the teenagers. "You're all seriously injured! There's no way any of you can fight properly and even if the Varia are Varia, they're human, too. THe human body can take only so much before it gives out!"
"I don't think anyone really cares about that. Monkey King doesn't and most certainly the pink herbivores don't, either. They're up to something, too, which automatically no longer makes them an indifferent, neutral party," Kyoya reasoned, brushing off his worries as though Dino hadn't said them at all. "No one will care if one of the Cervello goes missing, not even the Cervello themselves. Tonight is the only opportunity. We need one of them to find out where the Man in the Iron Hat is hiding, so I can make him reverse whatever it is he has done to the Arcobaleno, so my uncle can be free to live a normal life."
"Kyoya, I don't think you realize just how dangerous this could turn out to b-"
"I don't care," cut in the Disciplinary Committee Chairman sharply, eyes flashing once again. Defiant, confident, determined. Whether Dino helps or not, Kyoya will go through with his plan on his own.
"You really care about your uncle that much, huh?" It wasn't really a question, and yet he kind of posed it as such.
The teenager snorted, fists clenching at the white covers that rested over his body. " ... I loved my mother and she loved me and my father tried to be a good father, but he didn't understand me. My uncle, on the other hand, understood me more than either of my parents, than any other family member. He was closer to me than even my own mother. He didn't panic when I mimicked his martial arts moves or when, after watching him train, I figured out how to summon a small Flame. Instead, he taught me. He didn't try to make me play with toys and instead bought me wooden tonfa and taught me how to use them. He encouraged me to be who I am. And after the massacre, he took me in. He stopped traveling the world, all but quit his job for five years and raised me in secret here in Namimori, in our last remaining safe house that no one actually knows belongs to anyone named Hibari, though it should really be obvious given the style of the buildings in the compound."
'Compound?!" Dino thought with a sweatdrop but couldn't really focus on that. He had to hear Kyoya out, so he could understand. He can ask questions later. He had a feeling Kyoya might actually answer them.
"All my life, I knew there was truly only one person I can trust fully, that I can count on no matter what, and that was Fon." Must be the uncle's name. He noted it and figured he can do some research later. "When he couldn't avoid his job anymore if he wanted to keep his life, he erased all traces of my existence so no one can track me down to finish off what is left of the Hibari and then left. We can only exchange emails once every two to three months if we want our connection to remain hidden. We are all that we have left. But one day, because of that curse, one of us will have to watch the other die and I'm not sure who will have it worse - me, having to watch my uncle die in the body of a cursed infant, or my uncle, having to watch me grow old and die before him when I am so much younger than him. His life is on hold, he practically exists out of time. I refuse to leave him to his fate." Purple fire seems to be burning in Kyoya's eyes as he met Dino's gaze. "I didn't tell you about your predecessors so that you'd feel guilty to help me. There is, actually, a lot more history between our two bloodlines that I can go into detail about now. I am asking you, as Kyoya to you Dino, not as the last 'healthy' Hibari to the Cavallone Tenth Generation boss, to help me. You just have to kidnap a Cervello. I won't involve you further than that."
Dino just stared at his student and felt his lips pull up into a sardonic smile. "Silly Kyoya," he admonished as he pulled closer to the boy again, leaning in until their faces were nearly touching. "As if I'd leave you alone in this."
Unexpectedly, after a moment of stunned surprise, Kyoya ... smiled. It was a stunned, grateful, a bit disbelieving and incredibly happy and hopeful smile and it transformed his entire face into something absolutely beautiful. It was like watching the white, icy splendor of winter become the beautiful, breathtaking, colorful wonders of spring, warm and hopeful, a new breath of life to a hope long since not truly believed in.
"Thank you," were the most sincere words Hibari Kyoya had ever spoken to Dino Cavallone and said blond found he had a very serious problem when he realized his heart was hammering away at his chest.
He was young still, and inexperienced, but he was pretty sure he was in love.