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.
"Well then, let's see," Lal Mirch commented as everyone slowly trickled back down into the 'battlefield', she and Verde immediately investigating the state of the two participants' white clothing. Neither the prefect nor the hitman moved, eyes locked in contest, in challenge. Kyoya wondered what it must have been like for his 'uncle' to meet that black gaze for the first time. He knew the story about the bullet catching.
The Arcobaleno had all even taken great delight in retelling it to their younger companions these days, more times than he'd care to count.
Locking gazes with the Baby was different than it had been with Bucking Horse. Dino ...Dino might enjoy a fight, sometimes, but he didn't really crave the rush that came with it, not the way Kyoya did. Not the way Fon sometimes did.
Not the way the Baby obviously did, judging by the spark in his eyes that came from all of that excitement from moments ago.
"Left bottom arm sleeve," Lal Mirch announced after a thorough check and Kyoya smirked in congratulation to the hitman because he had expected nothing less. It was a loss he was not ashamed of. The Baby gave back a smirk that could only be in thanks, though Kyoya doubted many of the observers of their interactions actually understood what the smirks meant. "You still did good, kid, but Reborn got you."
"I'm still going to adopt you," the Arcobaleno Sun stated and Fon could be heard choking from somewhere again. They finally looked away from each other now that they had the results, the Baby smirking almost seductively at the Storm. "Come now. I might as well have asked you to marry me all those years ago and I do plan on doing it in the near future if I have to in order to keep you close, Fon. Surely it can't be that objectionable a fate."
"Italians," groused Kyoya when he saw the martial artist go as red as his clothing and Pacifier. Some people of said nationality protested, but Kyoya just pointed out to where the cow child was picking his nose, the Ranking boy was busily filling in the new rankings in his strange book and then gestured to where Viper was collecting various winnings from Arcobaleno and Varia both, who had been exposed to Reborn's lovey-dovey attitude towards Fon for days now, regarding when the two might tie the knot. Kyoya then pointed to Sawada Iemitsu to make his final argument and everyone shut up because the CEDEF leader was a hopeless case and they all knew it.
"Well, I guess we should have all know Reborn would win," the Cavallone boss commented lightheartedly and agreeing comments filled the room before Verde suddenly gave a triumphant cry from where he had still been scanning Reborn with some machinery to make sure he didn't accidentally miss even the smallest splash of paint. The scientist and the Baby didn't like each other, so the thorough test could have been out of the desire to mess with the hitman or because Verde genuinely wanted to see Reborn lose.
"Don't be so sure," the Lightning Arcobaleno said as he pointed at a tiny smudge of purple paint that came from the very edges of a paintball grazing the white fabric, right at the curve of the hitman's right shoulder. The wound would mean nothing in a real fight, would not even register as a wound at all, but under the rules that they'd played, it meant a tie.
"But no one's ever tied with Reborn in one of these things!" Protested Sawada Iemitsu, staring wide eyed at the tiny paint mark. "Not since he started inviting himself to them years ago! I thought it was scientifically impossible for there to be a winner other than Reborn! Even Lal Mirch and Colonello working together couldn't take him out!"
"Hey, we were not working together, kora! We were just shooting at the same target, kora!"
"Not the point!" The CEDEF leader flailed at them before turning a glare at the other winner. "Just who the hell are you? Reborn's practically like a god among men where guns are concerned and this is the first time you're handling a gun, so how the hell did you manage to tie with the world's greatest hitman?"
"A question better asked of Fon, I believe," Hibari replied, eyes never leaving his nauseous-looking relative. "The Hibari truly are awful with guns, so the talent for them must come from outside of our clan. But it would have to be rather overwhelming talent to overcome the disaster that is a Hibari holding a gun."
"When did you figure it out?" Fon asked after a long moment, sounding resigned, horrified and reluctant to be having this conversation.
Everyone was frowning as they cast looks between the two skylarks. The Baby in particular looked like he wanted to know what was going on and why suddenly his lover looked so uneasy. Kyoya could at least approve of that, though he wasn't sure if he approved of the Baby one hundred percent because Fon had obviously felt the need to hide something so important from his lover, all those years ago. Kyoya had been born before the Arcobaleno became cursed infants. At least a month or so before. Fon had never talked much about his fellow Arcobaleno, there had never been a need to. Fon had planned on keeping Kyoya as far from the mafia as he can, for as long as he can manage it. He'd been doing pretty well until last year.
"That your and mine relation might be a bit closer than uncle and nephew? I've had my suspicions since I learned that Hibari men can bear children the same as women. I never connected with anyone the way I did with you. I loved my 'mother', my aunt that is, but she never understood me on the level you did. The less said about that herbivore posing as my father, the better," Kyoya said with a derisive snort. "I've never really had much proof to back up my suspicions, so I never questioned you about it, but then I started getting hints about a month ago."
Bucking Horse seemed to perk up. "You mean Kawahira's confusion about Fon and 'your uncle'?"
Kyoya nodded, trying to ignore the suspicious look Fon was now sporting, at the absent and still unknown Kawahira rather than Kyoya and Bucking Horse themselves. "He'd clearly had to monitor everything at some point," was all he said to the Storm, knowing that he at least was partially in on how Kawahira was involved in the lifting of the infant curse, so Fon would understand what he was talking about. "Not sure how he learned about the Hibari 'condition', though. Regardless, that's when I started looking more into the things you've said and how you've acted towards me in all these years as well as other telling factors. I mean, the resemblance itself had always been suspicious."
"My sister and I both took after your great grandmother more than our own parents, Kyoya," Fon said with a bitterly amused smile. "When I first returned from China and we compared our pictures as we grew up - I had made sure to take some so I can either send them back home or bring it home myself so that she may never feel left out of my life - people always used to which one was which if the background didn't clearly show a Chinese landscape. She was a bit of a tomboy right up until she met her deadbeat husband, but even after she started dressing up to impress him, the resemblance remained uncanny. Many had wondered if we were twins. The resemblance between you and me could have easily been explained away, Kyoya."
"Don't patronize me," the prefect in question snapped, annoyed. "Physical resemblance is not what I meant. You may hide behind a polite, calm and serene mask for the rest of the world, but I could always see beyond that. You love fighting. You get a rush out of it. You're no less a Storm than any of the temperamental herbivore ones, you just know how to hide your fangs unless you need them. Just because I don't bother with such nonsense does not mean I am blind to it in others." Fon looked a bit stunned at that, so Hibari huffed. "I've always known that you're not simply strong in body. I recognize a predator when I see one. None of the others were like that. And influence can only go so far when I used to see you only once or twice a year. So yes, I've almost always suspected that our relation was closer than what you said it was. I had a good idea as to why you'd say that, because I knew you became an Arcobaleno soon after I was born, so I figured it was a foolish attempt to give me a 'normal' home life and family, like I'd be too interested in something so herbivorous. Then all of this," he gestured vaguely to encompass the Varia, the Vongola, the Cavallone and the Arcobaleno to signal the whole of the situation of the last two months. "Happened and I started realizing something else. I should have seen it sooner, really, so that's my fault. I again need to thank Kawahira for his bluntness and oblivious sharing of his insight."
"What do you mean, Hibari?" The Baby spoke up, frown deepening in confusion and irritation that he hadn't yet figured the situation out. None of them seem to have yet, either. Which was really a bit sad because Fon had practically answered all of their questions that day when they'd had that celebratory meal together. Fon had literally said the words 'my first and my last', for Trinisette's sake! Herbivores were seriously idiots, but he's surprised by the fact that the Arcobaleno had not caught on to what those words implied given Kyoya's estimated age that they could guess at and the secret they'd learned about the Hibari when combined with Fon's little 'confession'. "Fon, what is he talking about?" The hitman turned to Fon, but the martial artist didn't seem quite able to meet his eyes.
"Kawahira implied that Fon would be the only one able to make you change your mind," Kyoya said, not going into details. He's not heard from Kawahira since the Arcobaleno all woke up and couldn't help but wonder if the man was alright. Maybe he'll pay him a visit just to make sure the ramen-obsessed albino is still alive. "I, of course, only truly understood why that might be when you snogged his brain out right in front of me. I could have done without that, you know. Or all the cuddling at home."
"But that doesn't sound like it's connected to the earlier topic at all?" Skull and Sawada Tsunayoshi say at the same time with a hesitant, questioning lilt to their words. The Disciplinary Committee Chairman gives them the most deadpan look in the history of deadpan looks because he is truly not impressed.
The Baby goes suddenly very, very still. Rigid. Almost like a statue.
Bucking Horse doesn't take long to start choking afterwards, letting out some garbled sounds that might have been an attempt at words.
What is visible of the Varia/Arcobaleno Mist's face suddenly goes deathly pale.
The scientist Arcobaleno looks like he's lost all faith in logic and science and the world at large.
Lal Mirch curses. Her fellow Rain follows her example, the both of them staring at Fon with large eyes.
The Cloud Arcobaleno seems to rewind the words exchanged, the implications made in the last month or so, the paintball war and how it ended and starts quivering in fear as he looks between all three participants of that very strange conversation.
Gokudera Hayato seems to catch on as well and looks sick, sicker than his sister's face has ever managed to make him.
He's pretty sure an adult faints, though he's not sure if it had been Trident Shamal or Sawada Iemitsu because they both realized just who they had attacked, one way or the other, and what consequences might follow. Kyoya's kind of annoyed at that, because he could make them regret ever crossing his path all on his own, thank you.
Yamamoto Takeshi shifts uneasily from foot to foot, reading the tense atmosphere but not understanding it and Sawada Tsunayoshi looks kind of scared but has no more understanding than his Rain. The Varia hadn't been present for most of the Arcobaleno's interactions between themselves or with others since they returned to normal, so they remained mostly confused and just kept watching from the sidelines in curiosity. The Monkey King looked to be a mix of annoyance, anger and uncomfortable tension because he had quite a load of daddy issues he should probably solve with Vongola Nono.
"Hey, what's going on? I am extremely confused!" Exclaimed Sasagawa Ryohei from where he was standing with the civilians and children.
Fon fidgeted when so many eyes turned to him and he focused his own gaze on Kyoya rather than meeting Reborn's eyes, which was very herbivorous of him. Kyoya narrowed his eyes at him in reprimand. The martial artist didn't look at his lover until the Baby called his name almost tentatively.
"Please tell me openly," was all the hitman said, gentle and patient but no emotion was detectable in his voice. And while pretty much anyone else would figure that meant he was not pleased with his own conclusions, the Cloud knew it was more because he was uncertain how to react to the possibility that it wasn't what he'd come up with, that he was wrong.
That ... That actually made the teen feel a bit giddy. For as long as he could remember, he can only count on one true parental figure in his life at any given time. Even his ... aunt had been alone in raising him because his ... uncle had always been away on business with the rare few weeks spent here and there with them. Yes, he'd had a grandaunt and an uncle that had loved spoiling him, but they didn't live in Namimori and their visits had been only barely less of a rarity than Fon's own. The rest of their family had lived in Namimori and none of them had actually seen the youngest Hibari as more than a means to an end to finally restore their clan to its former glory, or so he'd overheard them say a few times, behind closed doors.
If the Baby ... If Reborn would accept them - Kyoya and Fon - then ... Then perhaps they'd all finally experience what it is like to have an actual full family.
But the ball was in his court now. This is something that, despite Kyoya being no more a child than any mafia raised teenager, only Reborn and Fon could sort out. Because this was the product, the result of them falling in love with each other.
Hibari and Italians were truly a bad mix.
Alaudi, later Hibari Kumo, had been the one to start the trend, in more ways than one, as he had had Cavallone Primo's child in secrecy, away from the 'sire', had kept it a secret from everyone except his new clan.
Fon seems to have followed his lead, never having told Reborn that-
"Sixteen years ago, that night Verde and Viper spiked my drink to get me drunk-" the two in question flinched violently and Kyoya made a note to deal with them later. "I already knew the likeliness of ... I would have probably done something about it, but there was an emergency back home that took a long while to deal with and then it was too late, even if I didn't want to keep it ... In short, I had Kyoya bare few weeks before we met up again."
"But we had only five months of a break," protested Lal Mirch weakly.
Both Hibari snorted. "The gestation period depends on the quantity, quality, Flame type and purity. A Sun or Cloud could pop out a baby within a month of getting pregnant while a Lightning, for example, would need more than nine months, especially if they're a stronger one. Storms usually need seven to eight months," Kyoya explained, sounding a bit impressed despite himself and he was impressed because what Fon had done would have been risky for just about anyone else. Neither baby nor carier would have survived if Fon's control had slipped even just the tiniest bit.
"That's why I was so tired when we met up again," Fon explained to his lover gently. "I really was just exhausted and needed some proper rest."
"Are you saying ... ?" The hitman's voice came out barely above a whisper, eyes flicking over to the 'demon' prefect of Namimori.
Fon looked at Kyoya, who nodded at him and arched a challenging eyebrow, so the martial artist took a deep breath and finally said it. "You are ... Kyoya's other father."
A pause.
"WHAT!?" Everyone pretty much screamed at the top of their lungs, even the people who had figured it out before it had needed to be said. The sketchy doctor and the CEDEF leader, who had only just regained consciousness, promptly fell right back into the bliss of oblivion. Gokudera Hayato's sister followed shortly afterwards, not that anyone really noticed. They were truly all too busy gawking at the revealed little family. Especially the Varia, who had had no idea what was going on until that very point. The Shark Rain, the knife Storm and the umbrella Lightning all had their jaws on the ground and even the Monkey King's mouth was agape.
Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes nearly bugged out of his head.
Cavallone suddenly seemed very, very worried.
Reborn, though ... He was watching both Fon and Kyoya with seemingly emotionless eyes. Then he cocked the paintball gun and without turning around shot the Sun-yellow paintball bullet right between Bucking Horse's eyes, making him topple over onto his rear in surprise at the sudden impact.
"You have thirty seconds to run for your miserable life for daring to even think about putting your filthy paws on my son." There was a stunned silence and stillness in the room that lasted just until the Baby's chameleon changed shape into his usual gun and then Dino Haneuma, Cavallone Decimo, the boss of a famiglia of five thousand men, was scrambling to run for his life. Viper/Mammon disappeared immediately while the rest of the Varia also started running because, apparently, Kyoya had two overprotective parents. Gokudera Hayato was kind enough to his former mentor to slap Shamal awake and tell him to run and never look back. Shamal, for once, didn't need to be told twice.
"Well, I guess that settles that, kora," the blond Rain commented more to himself than anyone else. "Didn't see that one coming, though, kora. Didn't you always say you wouldn't ever have an illegitimate child, Babyborn, kora?"
"You're right," Reborn commented as he placed regular bullet into his gun, clearly intending very much to feed the escaping parties with leed. "Good thing I've already bought a ring. We'll travel to Canada or Spain or somewhere to get it done. No son of mine will be a bastard."
"Wait, what?" Both Hibaris had to ask, frowning in confusion at the suddenly smug hitman that gave them his signature smirk that promised utter and absolute chaos. The Arcobaleno were off no better, though Verde was trying to sneak away because Reborn still hadn't really forgiven either him or the Arcobaleno Mist for getting Fon wasted that one time.
"Gay marriage is still not legal in Japan, right? We'll need to forge your birth certificate, too. I guess I can take on the Hibari name, since I've long since discarded my own. It's not like it would be a hardship or anything. You skylarks are all pretty damned impressive."
"If it's for that, you have no reason to leave Namimori," Kyoya said, crossing his arms and sniffing disdainfully at his ... father. But both Fon and Reborn were males, so he can't exactly call Fon 'mother'. They'll have to figure something out because 'Baby' was no longer enough. The nickname can be for if they're around outsiders they don't want to know about their true relationship. He wondered if the hitman will now be calling him 'Kyoya'.
"Japan-"
"Is not Namimori," Fon cut in with amusement. "Namimori is Hibari territory that just happens to reside within the country named Japan."
"In other words, my word is law in this town," the younger of the skylark finished with a smirk. "You don't need to look any further. Kusakabe Tetsuya," he called out to his second in command, who had stayed silent throughout the whole drama but was a bit wide eyed as he stared at his Chairman's family. Not even the Disciplinary Committee had ever known much about their Chairman. Kyoya hoped the pompadour appreciated the amount of trust he was being gifted with, because Kyoya wouldn't exactly allow just anyone to witness something like this. "Arrange for a priest to marry them this weekend and prepare the necessary legal papers. Small affair, no crowding. Send a copy to Vongola Nono. I want to rub it in his face."
Timoteo Vongola wasn't exactly his favorite person in the world, because Kyoya had good reason he might have been behind some of the mess with Cavallone Nono from ten years ago, too. Not to mention the whole Varia issue from the Ring Conflict. That was all on him. The Hibari will be stealing his favorite hitman now, thank you.
Reborn smiled a very proud, very pleased smile. "Call me papa," was all he said before he ruffled Kyoya's hair, dropped a kiss to Fon's brow and then began his hunt. There was a cackle of glee just before he disappeared from their hearing range that would have been disturbing to just about anyone but a Hibari.
"... Send a copy to the Triads, too. Then we can cackle together at the faces they make from the camera I've installed in the leadership office ages ago and no one has yet to find."
"Aren't you going to stop him from killing everyone?"
"Aren't you going to stop him from killing Cavallone?"
"... So, would you like traditional Japanese or Chinese wedding garb, or should we simply go for tuxes?"
"I honestly think we should do a mix, you know? Reborn looks good in a tux."
"You're seriously not going to stop him?" A shocked Vongola Juudaime demanded of them, making both skylarks arch an eyebrow at the Sky.
"Should we?" Fon asked serenely, but there was a dangerous edge to his voice. "Because I see no reason in stopping a parent wanting to ensure their child is safe. You should probably run, too, Sawada Tsunayoshi." The smile fell from Fon, replaced by the predator completely and Kyoya was already looking forward to their future life together if this was all it took to finally get Fon to stop smiling like a herbivore. "It won't take long for Reborn to remember that you've been pursuing an unwilling Cloud that just so happens to be his son for months. The only reason I haven't dealt with you myself already is Kyoya knows how to reject a Sky on his own. You may be Reborn's assignment and he may be somewhat fond of you, but he's been on the receiving end of unwanted courtships and he's not as reasonable as I am. Or as patient."
"Just run while you still can, Sawada," the female Rain instructed and the herbivore was at least smart enough to listen.
"You think he'll actually go after the little animal?" Kyoya asked as Sawada's Guardians ran after him.
"Who knows," Fon said with a shrug, already back to his smiling carnivore self. "Now, who wants some tea?"
Kyoya sighed and just accepted it.
Maybe some other day ...