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.
Fon could have easily defended himself - you don't get his reputation if you couldn't - and they all knew it, but apparently Reborn was in a 'no bullshit' mood today and a Chaos Shot shattered and completely disintegrated the incoming projectiles of Poison Cooking coming from Poison Scorpion Bianchi herself. The woman in question, when Fon bothered to look away from Reborn, looked like she was ready to raise hell, her hair waving around like Medusa's and eyes flashing dangerously, leaking killing intent so thick most lesser - or simply sane - men would run for their lives the second they saw her.
Fon, who had encountered death since a very young age, had survived being the best of the best in the Triads for years, could literally catch bullets out of thin air with his hands, had given birth to his child, been turned into a cursed infant, seen some more impossible and horrific things, bathed in the blood of his enemies, had seen his whole family and clan wiped off the face of the earth save for Kyoya, caused a natural catastrophe as revenge for it, did some more killing and seen the Arcobaleno curse end, did not so much as blink for she was no threat to him. Her Storm Flames were weak and her cooking, while dangerous, wouldn't make him sweat as his own Flames disintegrated it before it could have done him any damage. Her anger could not hold a candle to the true rage he could feel and her little tantrum could never hope to match what would happen should he lose his temper.
Not that it seemed he'd be getting any action today, as Reborn's arm around his waist was tight and as unmoving as a steel bar. Not to mention that the other Arcobaleno had snapped to attention and looked to be entering 'instant kill mode' on instinct. You do not go around spilling killing intent and attacking blindly around the strongest seven in the world, and yes, it is strongest seven. Lal was definitely stronger than any Sky they could have found to complete a 'set', something none of them want, anyway.
"Bianchi," Reborn said in a near growl, hand never wavering, gun!Leon pointed right between the woman's eyes. "Just what do you think you are doing?"
"Reborn-" The hitwoman starts, but there's murder in Reborn's eyes like there hasn't been since he's been turned into an infant. Bianchi must see it, because she actually shuts up and takes a step away from her 'one true love'. Everyone else is silent, just staring, not sure how to react. Tsuna and his group are especially stunned, because they have never seen Reborn like this. The Arcobaleno are wary, because they have.
Fon just taps on the arm around him, trying to get the taller man's attention. "You can let go now." No response. Fon sighs and tries to keep calm. They don't need the both of them losing their temper.
"Reborn," Sawada says carefully, but his tutor doesn't look away. "I thought Bianchi was your ... 'woman'? I mean, that's what you said when we met ... ?"
"Babyborn has a reputation he has to keep," Colonello commented, hand resting on his rifle that's still hanging from his back. Fon knows from experience he can whip it out, ready, aim and fire within a second without missing his target. Though it's rather hard to miss with what might as well be an anti-tank rifle. "But in truth, he's been taken for years."
"Things are different between Reborn and Fon," Lal agrees and Fon has the urge to blush again, but the situation is serious enough that he easily fights back the urge. "And you should know better than to just believe everything people say. You're going to be a mafia boss. If you're this easy to deceive, you won't survive to reach your twentieth birthday."
Fon ignores everyone for a moment and instead looks over to where Kyoya is. Cavallone seems to be fussing over him while still keeping a wary eye on how the situation is proceeding, but the younger skylark himself seemed more interested in the conversation going on - the parts concerning Fon and 'the Baby' at least - than his own momentary lack of grace. Fon nearly grimaced at the thought of having to explain some of what happened sixteen years ago to the boy. That promised to be an awkward conversation.
"I didn't know you swing that way, Reborn," Shamal commented, as crass, shameless and tactless as ever, rubbing his head in a confused manner. He didn't sound like he minded, simple like he was confused.
"He doesn't exactly hide the fact that he's had lovers of both genders," sneers the Arcobaleno Mist, tentacles slowly receding back under their hooded cloak.
"But if you're already taken," Gokudera Hayato starts uncertainly, his respect for Reborn obviously warring with his brotherly sensibilities. "Why did you have other lovers before?"
"Is that why you didn't want to marry Bianchi?" Tsuna asks, frowning. Fon tries not to react to the reference of the most recent rumors that had been circulating about the hitman because he had been in Namimori on that day and he had passed by the church to check on the proceedings but had left when he had seen a fake Reborn on the dais. He ... didn't want anyone to know about that. It was embarrassing, okay?
Reborn huffs, gun still trained on his potential target, unwavering. "We didn't know what our futures would hold after we were turned into infants. We went our separate ways and I didn't see Fon in years. The others were just a bit of fun. I've never been serious about anyone other than Fon but I didn't know if I'll ever even see him again and we couldn't exactly be a couple as babies. Lal and Colonello had a similar issue." The two soldiers blushed and looked away from each other, but neither protested. "I only went on dates with various people. If they labeled themselves my lovers, that's their delusion. I went with Bianchi on two dates and a few hits. It's not my fault she misinterpreted that as a star-crossed romance and became obsessed with me."
"Reborn!" Admonishes Tsuna. "That's cruel and rude!"
"You led me on for years," the Poison Scorpion whispers, looking on the verge of tears.
The hitman tenses against Fon, looking truly pissed. "You literally picked me off the street on a random day while I was searching for a good cafe to buy an espresso and decided I'd be your rebound after killing Romeo. You deliberately misinterpreted everything I said so I just let it be because I didn't need the stress levels of trying to argue with you which would get me with an infant's heart quite a few issues. I've always only seen you as a good hit partner and maybe a friend. It's your own fault you couldn't accept that."
"Reborn-"
"Stay out of it, Dame-Tsuna," reprimanded the Sun Arcobaleno. "It doesn't concern you."
"If you were so bothered by my presence, why did you keep me around all this time?" Bianchi demanded, glaring at Fon. "What does he have that I don't? What can he give you that I possibly couldn't?"
"I kept you around for the same reason I keep Shamal around - as a friend, an ally, someone I respect." Reborn didn't bother to answer her other questions, apparently deeming them unworthy of his wasted breath. "I was an infant when we met, Bianchi, and you're only turning eighteen. I was either too young or am now too old for you. Either accept my friendship or move on. I never told you to follow me around the world. I never told you to drop everything and chase after me. We were never lovers. I simply stopped bothering to deny your claims when I realized it would take too much energy and would still be useless anyway. Also, I don't like poisoned espresso."
"Destroy and desecrate just about anything, but the sacred triad of Reborn is as follows: Leon, his hat and his coffee," Verde actually commented in amusement, seeming to relax again when he realized there won't be a fight going on anytime soon.
"Add Fon to that list, will you?" The hitman himself commented and Fon became as red as his Pacifier.
Kyoya finally made a noise of disgust. "I don't need to see this." The Storm turned to look at the Cloud and relaxed when he saw that Kyoya didn't exactly look disapproving. Well, he did, but not of Fon and Reborn. Instead, he was now glaring at Bianchi threateningly, Cloud Flames flickering on his Ring as if in preparation for battle.
Fon took a deep breath and let it out as a calming sigh when he realized tensions and killing intent were running a bit too high for his liking, especially with Kyoya right there even though he knew the teen can take care of himself. He reached up and tapped Reborn on the cheek, making him tear his gaze away from Bianchi, only to be met with Fon's slightly disapproving stare. "You can let go now." Reborn looked ready to protest, but Fon placed a finger at the pressure point at his armpit that would make his entire arm go numb if enough force is administered and the hitman reluctantly let go. "Thank you. Now, everyone should take a deep breath and calm down because, trust me, a fight now would be devastating."
The Arcobaleno tried to appear as though they'd relaxed, but Fon wasn't fooled as he knew these people well enough to recognize their tells. In short, they were still very much trigger-happy, so to speak, but were willing to play along for now. Even if none of them were actually at peak condition just yet, still trying to get used to being back to their normal selves, they were the strongest seven no matter the form. If anyone is foolish enough to go after one of them, they'd be dead, let alone when they are currently running on 'pack mentality' as Kyoya would say because they are not yet in peak physical, fighting condition. They don't trust each other unconditionally - thank you, Verde, and maybe Viper, too - but they have a Pact: never to attack a fellow Arcobaleno and to always help a fellow Arcobaleno if in reach, if one of them is truly struggling.
Sawada Tsunayoshi and his Guardians - save Kyoya, of course, who had no reason to be, and Lambo, who didn't care what was going on and was trying to get treats from the girls in the kitchen - were staring warily at him. Yamamoto had a hand on his sword, the younger Italian Storm had a handful of dynamites at the ready and while Sasagawa didn't seem to really understand why everyone was so tense, he seemed ready to rush into a fight if he has to.
Bianchi was outright glaring at him, obviously wishing he would just drop dead. The Arcobaleno Storm shot her a deadpan stare at that, because that was not calming down. But at least Reborn had lowered his gun, even if he didn't put it away. "Now that everyone has ... loosened up a bit, perhaps we can talk this out like mature, reasonable adults."
"You stole the love of my life," Bianchi said, voice still brimming with hate, anger and immense sadness and loss. "Like hell am I going to just let it go! Poison cooking!"
Fon didn't let Reborn shoot the serving this time, instead bringing up a hand coated in blood red Flames and letting them dissolve the poisonous dish in a second as soon as it came within range, leaving not even the poisonous fumes in his wake. The older Storm gave her a deceptively serene smile that had a very sharp edge to it which his fellow Arcobaleno and Kyoya recognized as the signs of his ire rising. "If anyone should be angry here, I believe it should be me, so why don't we skip a massacre and simply let it all go, hm?" He glared actual death at Reborn when he thought he sensed smugness rolling off of the man in waves, no doubt from having two attractive people fighting over him, one of whom was his usually calm, serene lover that was very hard to get a rise out of. "Don't make me send you through the house, Reborn. You're not helping dissolve the situation."
"There is no situation or problem from my view point," the fedora wearing man said easily, shrugging. "You're my partner. I want us to continue where we left off. I am single otherwise. Misinterpreted friendships are not my fault."
"You need to apologize because she is right that you led her on," the martial artist insisted, ignoring the frown Reborn sent his way. "You knew of her ... feelings and you took advantage of them to get what you want. I don't know the full scope of your interactions, but that, if nothing else, is not right and deserves an apology on your part, Reborn. Don't pout."
"Good grief, this feels like we're back at the manor," Viper whispered to Lal Mirch and the woman nodded.
"Feels like coming home, kora," joked the blond soldier at their side and Verde shot them a deadpan look. Skull was too busy enjoying the drama unfolding to really care what the others were commenting.
Aria was looking at them all as if she wondered if she could actually fit in with them at all, despite being the Sky Arcobaleno that should serve to provide Harmony to the Weather Elements. Gamma, at her side, looked like he just wanted to drag away his young boss as far away from the crazy people as possible.
Reborn stared at Fon.
Fon stared back, unrelenting.
Leon turned back to a chameleon as the hitman sighed. "Fine. You're right. Bianchi, would you mind having a private word with me?" The woman looked between eager to please and ready to protest that the 'fight' wasn't over, but Reborn was Reborn and he simply walked off, expecting her to follow. After a single moment of indecision, the female Storm followed, shooting Fon one last poisonous look, which he returned with the version of his serene smile that he knew pissed people off.
Yes, he might be one of the reasonable Arcobaleno, but no one ever said he couldn't be as petty as the rest of them if he felt like it.
"So," Kyoya said suddenly as he walked up to him, eyes glued to where the hitman and the hitwoman had disappeared. "You and the Baby?"
"Reborn's not a baby anymore, Kyoya," Cavallone pointed out, but was ignored, which he didn't seem to mind all that much.
Fon met his 'nephew's' eyes and gave a strained, sad little smile. "My first and my last. It happened before the curse and had to ... 'end' because of it, but it seems that there is hope yet."
The Disciplinary Committee Chairman nodded. "He makes you happy?"
Fon thought back to their time from before; before that night, before the curse. He thought to that night, to Reborn all but confessing his love for him, to the kiss just now. He smiled almost dreamily. "Yes. Perhaps more than I have ever realized." Reborn had given him Kyoya, after all.
Said boy nodded again, allowing the smallest of smiles to grace his own lips, as much emotion as he was willing to openly display in front of other people who are not Kusakabe Tetsuya, Fon himself or, as of recently, Dino Cavallone. "I'm glad. That's all that matters." Then the prefect paused and gave him a considering once over, glanced back to where Reborn and Bianchi had disappeared off to not a moment ago and then looked back to him with an understanding glint in his eyes. "That makes so much more sense." He left before Fon could ask him to elaborate, going back to his chosen tree, though he didn't climb up into the canopy this time and instead just settled on the ground. "Bucking Horse, come here."
The blond in question gave Fon a small parting smile before trotting over after his 'student'. Fon watched with interest - as did everyone else, not that he really cared - as Kyoya instructed the foreigner to sit down next to him. Haneuma then looked about ready to die from shock, embarrassment and sheer delighted happiness when Kyoya rearranged him just right to be the perfect pillow for a nap, leaning his head against the whip user's shoulder.
Fon had to cover his mouth with a sleeve-covered hand to prevent himself from cooing at how cute they looked. He'll give Haneuma the shovel talk later, when Kyoya isn't around to give him a deadpan 'don't be a herbivore, smiling carnivore' look for terrifying the Italian.
Reborn returned to his side, apparently done with Bianchi - who didn't reappear, so was probably somewhere trying to deal with her emotions; he kind of pitied the young woman, but then Reborn wrapped a possessive arm around his waist and Kyoya snuggled even more against Haneuma and he forgot about it - and ignored everyone gawking at the tutor-pupil pair under the tree. "Why do I have this sudden urge to disembowel that wimp?" He mumbled to himself but was most definitely heard by his companion.
Fon nearly choked on his own breath.
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Later, when the food - a true feast, to be honest, the likes of which may as well have outdone the one the Arcobaleno had all made for the night of celebration after they got their animal partners all those years ago - was served and Bianchi returned, looking a bit puffy eyed but with a genuine, natural smile on her lips even if there was a bit of sadness in her eyes whenever she would catch Reborn trying to shower Fon with attention despite all the eyes on them, which the martial artist didn't like because he didn't know these people like he did the Arcobaleno, he didn't even know how they got on the topic, but he soon found himself glaring death at one Sawada Iemitsu, Head External Advisor of the Vongola Family and current leader of CEDEF.
The Arcobaleno all sat next to each other, with Fon and Colonello taking the ends of the table since Colonello wanted to chat with Ryohei and Kyoya refused to sit next to herbivores so he was in between the Storm and Haneuma at one 'head' of the large table, with Sawada Tsunayoshi next to the blond and his other Guardians mixed in with his civilian friends on the other larger side of the table. Iemitsu had been seated near the other 'head' of the table with Sawada Nana but had, at one point, come to change seats with his protesting son so he can talk 'business' with the Cavallone Don, only for it to turn into what Fon recognized as trying to discourage Haneuma from courting the new Vongola Cloud Guardian, even if it wasn't harmonization courting but romantic.
And it was both heavy handed and rather underhanded, too, using Haneuma's legendary love and loyalty to his famiglia to make him doubt his own intentions to date Kyoya because he needs an heir. Romario, who had taken a seat next to one of the kitchen counters with Shamal, I-Pin, Lambo and Fuuta - and most of the animals present, except Hibird and Leon, who refused to leave their respective masters - because there wasn't all that much room at the table, was frowning at Vongola's Young Lion's back with something akin to resentment but he didn't speak up, because Iemitsu ranked considerably higher than him.
Fon knew it was because Cavallone loved their boss and it's not like the Cavallone line of inheritance must be blood-related, like was the case with the Vongola. Cavallone, all five thousand of them and more, would follow their Don to the gates of hell and would never begrudge him finding love. And even if a blood relative was a must, there is something called surrogate mothers. It might go a bit against mafia tradition, but Fon had always thought that the westerners were too blinded by said traditions to realize just how much the world has grown. It's why the east has so much more active Flame users, not counting what had once been the Hibari Clan.
Haneuma looked conflicted, stealing glances at Kyoya, his former tutor and Fon, at Romario, at the future Vongola boss and then looking back at Iemitsu as the man tried to explain why he had to let the Cloud Guardian go.
Fon was this close to snapping - he should meditate more; it would seem that this whole turning back to normal and getting used to it has caused him more stress than he's realized - when Kyoya apparently got sick of Iemitsu's herbivorous bullshit and loudly set down his chopsticks, making everyone shut up and turn towards that end of the table to watch the new drama.
Silver blue eyes were glaring at the 'oilfield worker' with an intensity usually reserved for most hated enemies. Fon leaned back against Reborn - who was trying to figure out what the situation was as he had been too busy tormenting Skull, trying to long-range choke Colonello so the blond won't gossip about his clumsy courting attempts from years ago, berating Vongola, dodging random 'assassination attempts' from the Bovino child and reassure Aria that no, they're not crazy, why ever would you think that? all at the same time so he hadn't had the time to pay attention to Iemitsu's bullshit - and settled in to watch the show.
He may not have spent as much time around Kyoya as he would wish, but even before he hit double digits, Kyoya had a very sharp tongue that Fon knew came from his 'sire' and he was not afraid to use it, usually in the bluntest, boldest, rudest way possible and that was all Kyoya.
"If it's the lack of an uterus that you object about my possible relationship with Bucking Horse, don't bother with that argument because it is null."
Dead silence. Crickets could be heard if there were any, but even if there were, they'd probably be too stunned, too, to make any noise. Fon was suddenly no longer leaning against Reborn - to which the hitman frowned but didn't comment on as something rather strange but important was going down - and was instead reaching over to grab Kyoya's shoulder to stop him before he revealed the Hibari Clan's biggest secret.
"Um, what?" The CEDEF leader asked, sounding lost.
"I won't repeat myself just because you're an idiotic herbivore."
"But you're a guy! What do you have in biology!?" Iemitsu shrieked while everyone else's jaw dropped and their eyes bulged out of their sockets.
Kyoya publicly rolled his eyes because apparently this was simply too much. "The Hibari Clan has a specific gene that affects the men born to our bloodline. It takes a considerable amount of Flames being constantly fed into it for it to support life, but Hibari men have a uterus of sorts that can bear children. Blame the Lightning and Cloud Guardians of the Vongola First Generation, the first for his family's crazy scientists and the second for being a herbivore that didn't fight for his own Bucking Horse and instead fled to Japan, had the Bucking Horse's son, married a Hibari woman, had a few more Hibari born children that then passed on the gene to the next generation and the next until it became more unusual that a Hibari male doesn't have that specific mutated gene than that they'd have it. In short, two thirds of the Hibari Clan could give birth if they wished."
People gawked. Romario and Haneuma looked like Kyoya had just given them a miracle - the right hand man because his boss can be happy and have a biological child that the older man can then spoil to bits as his new young master, the blond because this meant no one can protest his pursuit of Kyoya. Not to mention that Kyoya had just displayed that he'd be willing to fight for whatever the two were building between them.
Fon, though, was on the verge of having a heart attack. And no, not just because Shamal and Verde looked like they wanted to dissect Kyoya - he'd like to see them try. Kyoya has yet to show the full scale of his talent for fighting and his thirst for battle.
The reasons for his panic sat on either side of him, oblivious to the secret he was hiding from them.
A secret that might be slowly coming to light.