Chapter Three

"Alexander?"

He had dreaded and longed for this moment for over two decades, his warlock never far from his thoughts but-

But he'd never expected it would actually happen.

Nor did he expect it to hurt so much.

He looked almost exactly the same, glamoured dark eyes lined in silver glitter, and an extravagant silver and blue shirt over skin tight black slacks. His hair was spiked up and tipped in silver as well, his neck draped with numerous necklaces.

He was gorgeous.

He was staring directly at him, eyes wide and longing and it hurt.

He'd loved Magnus, more than he'd ever loved anyone, and despite knowing it was his own fault, he'd never truly gotten over the man leaving him. Everything in him had railed against him ever being with another, the mere thought turning his stomach.

And now, he was here.

Magnus was here and he was stepping forward, disregarding the weapons pointed at him.

Alec dropping his facade for once, bolted.

"Alexander!"

He ran faster.

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Reborn was a very possessive man.

It was a well known fact in the mafia that he was possessive over people and things he considered his, and the world knew that the arcobaleno were his.

Skull was his.

The younger man had been his lackey since joining the mafia, and while he knew the kid wasn't terribly weak, he was the weakest amongst the arcobaleno and they had no problem treating him as such.

So who was this man to scare off his lackey?

This man who knew Skull's real name.

His student stepped forward, amber eyes warm as he addressed the stranger who looked as if he were about to run after the stuntman.

"Excuse me," The man glanced at them. "Who are you?"

Straightening, he smiled wearily at them. "I apologize. My name is Magnus. Magnus Bane. Alexander is an old friend of mine, I haven't seen him in over two decades."

Reborn glared at him. "Then why is the Lackey running from you?"

Magnus looked offended by his words. "L-lackey?! Of all the things-" He glared at the hitman, who could've sworn his eyes flashed for a moment. Before they could continue, someone called out Magnus' name.

They turned as a group, to find four others approaching them.

Two women, one brunette, the other a redhead, and two men, one a blonde and one a brunette.

They paused as they saw the weapons pointed at the man, shifting into fighting stances.

"Everything alright here?" The blonde asked tensely, blue eyes cold and Magnus smiled tersely.

"I found Alexander." The newcomers turned to him. "Where is he?"

"He...he ran from me."

Tsuna cut off there response. "Would you all like to join us for breakfast? Perhaps you can speak to Skull there."

One of the women, the brunette, frowned. "Skull?"

"Alexander."

"Dame-Tsuna," Reborn growled but his student shook his head and tapped his temple lightly.

Of course, that damned intuition.

He sighed and signalled for everyone to drop their weapons. Dialing a number on his phone, he scowled.

"Lackey, get here."

There was a bit of hesitation on the other end of the line. "Hai, senpai."

He waited with a scowl on his face, dark eyes glaring death at the newcomers. The sound of a motorcycle broke the silence between their groups and his heart clenched when he saw that his lackey was wearing his helmet.

The helmet that had been his security blanket when they'd met. He, like the other arcobaleno knew that the helmet was their youngest way of hiding himself, protecting himself by making sure that no one could see his expressions and hurt him. His disapproval of the strangers grew stronger.

Or it did until Skull jumped off of his bike and tackled the brunette woman to the ground.

"Izzy." She stiffened, then smiled brightly, her eyes wet.

"Hey, Big bro."He hugged her tighter and Reborn could see his lackey's body trembling.

The blonde man hauled them to their feet and pulled them both into a hug.

"Parabatai." His hands went to Skull's helmet and to everyone's surprise, he didn't resist it when it was pulled away from him. A gentle hand tugged his lip chain, then traced his tattoo, ending one his bright violet hair.

"Purple hair and eyes. Mom is gonna flip."

Skull chuckled. "Probably. Especially when she learns its natural now."

Reborn's patience snapped and he raised his gun. "Lackey."

The stuntman stilled and turned. "H-hey Reborn-senpai."

"Who are these people?"

"Remember that one mission in Italia when we were attacked by that really rude nun who tried to eat us?"

All of the arcobaleno nodded.

"Remember how I said there are people that normally take care of those things?"

Another nod.

"These are those people. My sister, Isabelle or Izzy. Her friends Clary and Simon, and my brother Jace. And M-Magnus already introduced himself."

"You haven't aged a day." Magnus whispered and Skull flinched.

"Didn't you know?"

Their eyebrows rose, almost as one. "I am the Immortal Stuntman Skull. The Man Death Hates...unless you're Byakuran."

Reborn rolled his eyes and shot at the cloud who grinned unrepentantly. "Senpai," He protested. "It's true! My flames propagate my cells continuously allowing me to live far longer than anyone here. L-Luce-" -the arcobaleno flinched- "explained it to me before the mission."

"So all those times we thought you barely escaped being killed on missions, you actually were?" Fon asked carefully, but all the arcobaleno could hear the rage in his voice.

Skull chuckled nervously, while his siblings' eyes widened.

"Died?! Alexander Gideon Lightwood!" Izzy snapped and her brother rolled his eyes.

"Hai. I never lied about being immortal, you all just chose not to believe me." He shrugged. "Not like Reborn-senpai shoots blanks. I assumed you all knew. Byakuran was the only one who has ever managed to kill me."

Reborn glared at him, dark eyes gleaming with guilt even as he tried to hide it and from the corner of his eye, he saw Magnus' glamour waver.

"Alexander, I-"

Skull turned to his former lover, lips curling into such a sad smile that all of the arcobaleno stilled.

"So what are you all doing here?"

Fon's nephew stepped forward. "My parents invited them, carnivore. Hahui is the head of the Namimori institute. The entire Lightwood family were invited."

"Fon, you-" His friend smiled enigmatically and bared his wrist the 'Calm' rune stark against his light tan.

The younger Hibari merely glared and he rolled his eyes once more, then turned to Nana.

"Maman, would it be okay if mi famiglia come over?"

The woman beamed. "Of course!"

He nodded and turned to leave. "Great! I'm gonna go and do things! See you all later."

"Lackey," Reborn's voice stopped him, cold but strong.

"Hai?"

"Don't run."

He stiffened then continued to walk away heart pounding in his chest.

"Wouldn't do me any good if I did."

TBC…