Serendipity-

finding something good without looking for it.

Tsuna's whole body ached as if a thousand elephants have stomped all over him. His body felt warm –warmer than it usually felt to him even with the orange fire- and feverish, his eyelids refused to open –it was as if they have been glued to his lower eye-lid, his head was pounding against his skull and his limbs felt heavy and sluggish and they hurt to even move.

A pitiful groan escaped his lips as he tried to shift in a comfortable position on his bed –was this rally his bed? Why does it feel so comfortable?- with the fluffiest blankets draping him like a cocoon. A soft, relieved sigh escaped his lips as something damp and cool was pressed against his forehead. Someone shifted the fluffy blankets around him in a more comfortable position, while a slightly cooler hand patted his hair soothingly, making him smile unconsciously.

"Onii-sama, will Orange-san be alright?" A concerned voice asked.

"It's just fiamma over-use; he'll be fine after a good, long rest." Someone replied, and it seemed like the voice this time came from someone sitting just next to him. tsuna relaxed as the person's soothing voice washed over him. This person has really nice voice.

The other person asked hesitantly, "…But what about the burns on his hands and forehead?"

"….You worry too much, Nagi. He'll be fine."

"Hai."

Tsuna couldn't listen to much after that since sleep once again caught up with his conscious.

~O~

Tsuna woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. He blinked as he stared at his bandaged hands as well as forehead in bemusement, and then glanced at the bowl of water on the desk next to his bed along with a damp cloth and wondered if Mama took care of him last night. He tried to remember why his hands were bandaged, and how did he get hurt –but for some reason his memory was sluggish.

Another yawn escaped his lips as Tsuna stumbled out of his bed and made his way to the door –side stepping the protruding corner of a chair which he always stumbles upon. He then walked down the stairs –ignoring that one step with a depression at the end which usually made him fall down the stairs clumsily- and skipped the last step entirely because it made way too much creaking noise which grated on his nerves-but usually he always forgot to skip this step. Tsuna then walked towards the kitchen and greeted his Mama a "Good Morning" and then eyed the rest of the room for two more occupants with tensed shoulders –and sighed in relief when he found the room to be empty. He then frowned at his own thoughts. Strange, why was he feeling this way?

Nana whirled around to look at Tsuna and beamed when she saw he looked better than yesterday. "Ara, your fever must've gone down. You look better already, Tsu-kun!"

Tsuna rubbed the back of his head sheepishly as he mumbled, "Yeah, I feel fine now." He perked up as he remembered the water bowl and damp clothes in his room and said, "oh yeah, Mama, you took care of me last night, didn't you"

Nana blinked airily and shook her head, "No Tsu-kun, I was busy helping Papa and Nono-san pack up for their luggage for their flight. They had to go back urgently for their work." Nana sighed dreamily, "Ara, my husband is so hard-working!"

Tsuna raised a brow at her words. 'Papa has gone back?' For some reason, he only felt relief with her words. How strange.

He then blinked as he finally realized what she was saying, "W-Wait, you mean you weren't the one taking care of me last night? Then who was it?"

"I checked on you from time to time, but it was actually Kyoya-kun and Nagi-chan who stayed with you for the whole night, Tsu-kun." She beamed at him and exclaimed, "You've got really wonderful friends, Tsu-kun! You're so lucky~"

A soft smile escaped his lips as he stared at his bandaged hands and mumbled under his breath, "Yeah….. I am."

(Something inside him warmed at the thought, and he belatedly realized that the warmth happened to be his Sky Flames protectively wrapping itself around the partial harmonized bonds between his Mist-chan and Cloud-san.)

"Kaa-san….." Nagi called out hesitantly to her –adopted- mother in her study. Yuna pushed way her paperwork and looked at Nagi with a beaming smile.

"Nagi-chan!" Yuna exclaimed as she got up from her chair and walked over her daughter and cooed, "How nice of you to visit your Kaa-chan!"

Nagi blinked her doe-like eyes and asked, confused, "But we just saw each other a few hours ago….."

Yuna nodded sagely, "they were very long hours." She said and shot a glare to the paperwork innocently lying on her desk.

Nagi giggled at her words. Yuna just smiled and sat down on a nearby sofa, and picked Nagi up and settled her on her lap.

"So, why is my little Princess looking for me?" Yuna asked cheerily as she ruffled Nagi's pretty indigo hair.

Nagi just ignored her now messed hairstyle, and poked her fingers nervously. "A-Ano…. Kaa-san, you know Orange-san's Papa, right?"

Yuna's expression closed off a bit at her words, but she still kept a polite smile on her face and nodded encouragingly at her daughter.

"I-…" She took a deep breath and mumbled hesitantly, "I don't know if I should tell you….. I-I mean it's not m-my story to t-t-tell…. Maybe y-you should ask O-Onii-sama-!"

"Nagi," Yuna asked in a stern tone, even foregoing the suffix for once, "what did he do?"

"He bullied Onii-sama!" Nagi blurted out. She then gasped and placed her hands over her mouth, her wide eyes flashed in disbelief –as if she couldn't believe she had actually a big secret.

Yuna's eyes narrowed as they flashed red –with a hint of purple- and she asked carefully, "Kyo-chan? Iemitsu bullied my Kyo-chan?"

Nagi nodded hesitantly. "They were trying to hurt Orange-san," She tried to explain in a rushed tone, as if she were explaining Kyoya's actions. "So Onii-sama rushed to stop them, but…. they…." She trailed off, and tears welled up in her eyes –as if what happened next was sad and traumatic enough for her to make her cry.

"Nagi-chan," Yuna wrapped her hands around her daughter and embraced her in a soothing hug. "You did the right thing by telling me this. You're so, so brave, my little Princess." She then kissed her cheek and placed her gently on the ground and said to the child with a smile, "Now if you'll excuse me," Her smile turned a bit frigid, and she purred dangerously "I need to make some calls to some very important people." She then ruffled Nagi's hair and said cheerily, "I'll make sure no-one bullies my Kyo-chan and gets away with it."

Saying this, Yuna got up gracefully from the sofa and pulled out her phone from her pocket as she walked out of the study, closing the door behind her.

As the door closed before her, Nagi's teary eyes dried up, and the cute, clueless expression on her face morphed into a smug one. Her lips twitched up with a cunning smirk, and her right eye flashed red.

"Kufufufufufufu~" A creepy laughter rang around the room, followed by, "this should be enough punishment for the idiota who tried to play with my toys."

EXTRA-

"Lal, please-"

"No."

"Listen, this is-"

"No."

"But-"

"No."

"But my poor, poor Tuna fishy~!" Iemitsu wailed and sobbed pathetically –with big, fat crocodile tears rolling down his cheeks. "You have to save my tuna-fishy! Those children are demons, I tell you! They'll corrupt my cute little tuna-fish!" Iemitsu said with a horrified look on his face.

"For god's sake-!" Lal pinched the bridge of her nose and jumped up to literally kick some sense into the utter idiota. "I have better things to do than to babysit your brat, Baka-mitsu!" Lal snapped at him. "Yeah, your kid has Sky Flames, big deal! If you're worried about him, then put some extra, competent protection around the kid, and if even that doesn't lessen your worries then for God's sake train your kid yourself –or get him some competent guardians!"

"That's the thing!" Iemitsu sobbed. "Those demon spawns I told you about –they're flame active! Just think about it, two flame active kids around my tuna-fishy- a flame active Sky! That's a recipe for disaster, Lal!"

Lal snorted. "What's the big deal then? Let the kids harmonize, that'll make your job easier."

"You don't understand!" Iemitsu let out an ear-piercing wail, making Lal twitch in annoyance. "There's a reason I call them demon-spawns! Those two kids are flame active Cloud and Mist!" He sobbed and muttered incoherently, "Why did they have to be Cloud or Mist? Why not Rain, or loyal Storm, or Sun, or even lightning? Why the two most treacherous elements? Why?"

Lal stared at him, flabbergast. There's one thing to find a Flame-active kid –which in itself is surprising, because Flame-active kids are really un-common even in Italy –and to find three Flame-active kid with Sky, Cloud and Mist Flames –the rarest of the Flames of Sky? That's….. wow. That's some luck.

She understood now why Iemitsu was worried about his kid. Because harmonizing with a Mist or Cloud can be very trying for a Sky. Mist are very tricky and treacherous-as a side-effect of their Flames, they unconsciously give off an aura that makes others unsettle. For a Sky to harmonize with a Mist, they have to have utmost confidence and trust in them and have to accept their weirdness and general creepiness with open arms –not many Skies in Mafia achieve that, considering most Mafioso don't trust others that easily.

The Cloud Flame Users are even a harder nut to crack. They are usually trigger-happy, and generally very possessive of things they think of their own. The attempt to harmonize with them usually ends up with the Skies getting a rampaging Cloud in their face, because Clouds hate being caged, and the initial attempt at harmonization always felt like someone is chaining them, which makes them rage even more. To harmonize with a cloud, a Sky has to remind the Cloud again and again –with both words and actions- that they aren't chaining them, and they're free to do whatever they want. hat if they don't want this courtship between fellow elements, then they can leave if they want. That it's their choice, and not the Sky's iron-fisted wish for harmonization.

"That's some luck your brat has got, Iemitsu." Lal said with a nod. "I'm impressed."

"You're not supposed to be impressed!" Iemitsu wailed. "You're supposed to help me protect my Tuna-fishy!"

Lal shot him an unimpressed look. "And what do you suggest I do, huh? Spank their butts to reprimand them?" she said sarcastically. When Iemitsu bobbed his head frantically, she couldn't help but stare at him speechless. "You're kidding right? You want me to butt in between a Sky courting his elements? Do I look that crazy to you?"

Lal admitted that she wasn't completely sane, especially after spending years with the utterly insane bunch that is the Arcobaleno –the fact that they were cursed to stay infants didn't help their mentality. But for all her craziness, even Lal knew that interrupting a Sky's courtship ritual was like facing Reborn before his morning espresso - (and the moron who dares to even think or doing so*cough*Skull*cough* usually ended up being tortured by the sadist hitman)–aka, it's utterly suicidal.

Breaking apart a courting Sky and his elements is considering hazardous not because it wouldn't be -physically and mentally- healthy for them (though that is one of the reasons, minor one, really)- but because the forced break-up usually follows with a raging Sky and their un-harmonised elements, and well, nothing in the world is more terrifying than a raging Sky.

So, yeah… Lal was strong, not suicidal.

"But,Lal-!" Iemitsu whined again, but was cut off by Lal.

"He's your son, right Deal with it yourself." She said flatly, "You're the head of CEDEF, for god's sake, I'm sure you can think of something. Though in my opinion, maybe you should back off. Or do you want your own son to rage against you for trying to forcefully make him break-up with his elements?"

Saying this, Lal turned around and walked out of his office, ignoring Iemitsu's crocodile tears and sobs. She had better things to do than to deal with his stupidity- like getting back to the Arcobaleno conference and get Godmother rights to Fon's kids –cough, cough, uh, she meant discussing about Pesca Famiglia's smuggling ring.

Yup. That's how it is.

OMAKE-

"Hey, Reborn! Let us meet your kids, kora!" Colonello once again nagged Reborn.

"Yeah, yeah, Reborn-sempai! The great Skull-sama wants to meet his godchildren!" Skull exclaimed, but soon yelped and shrunk back when almost everyone turned to glare at him, and hissed in unison.

"Your Godchildren?!"

Reborn cocked his Leon gun threateningly as he tilted his fedora and glowered at Skull. "I think I didn't hear you clearly. Did you just say you want to be the godfather of my children, lackey?"

"I thought you said they weren't your kids?" Fon quipped with a raised brow.

Reborn waved his hand in a dismissive way. "Details, details."

Skull whimpered as he hid behind Fon, and seemed to find himself it a safe zone as he said in a false bravado tone. "Y-You tell him, Fon! The great Skull-sama will be the only one to be your children's Godfather!"

"I think you're mistaken. they are not my children, so I have no right to appoint anyone of you as their godparent. And even if I had the right to appoint one," Fon said calmly as he side-stepped, leaving Skull to the mercy of other Arcobaleno. "It won't be you."

Skull paled as he tried to run away, but to no avail. reborn grabbed his foot with his green Leon-whip and pulled him towards them. Skull was forcibly pulled towards the upcoming brawl that was just waiting to happen, and he couldn't help but wail, "FON, YOU TRAITOR!"

Fon let out a serene smile as he walked away from the rambunctious brawl that was happening between his fellow Arcobaleno –while dodging a stray bullet, Mist-vines and some loose and destroyed parts of –what must've been a robot- that somehow flew towards him and chuckled as he glanced at their brawling selves fondly.

Idiots, the lot of them.