AN: Still Unbeta-ed. Spoiler maybe for Shimon Arc *shrug* I only use the characters to be honest. All the plot is only the product of my overly wild imagination.

Disclaimer: KHR not mine. Don't harass me with lawsuits.

Without further ado, the 11-20 part.

Red

He knew there will be violence and oppositions to their dreams of a group founding vigilante group for Messina. It will not be until one of their enemies drop G, still bleeding profusely across their snow covered porch as a threat to dissolve their budding group that he felt like he understands what it means to feel wrath.

(Surreally, he thought that the blood upon snow could be seen as almost pretty. If it hadn't come about because he can't protect his precious, precious famiglia)

Orange

G commented for a long time that when he sets his mind to do something, nothing will ever deter him from achieving it.

(What he didn't comment upon is the changed color of his gaze as the usual ocher orbs blazing amber as the flame of his Will bled out of his eyes)

Yellow

Sunlight filtering through the stained glass window across the pew he increasingly found himself in when their enemies proves entirely too stubborn to accept defeat. His back felt increasingly bowed down by the helpless feeling that he was doing too little, too small to protect the famiglia that was the accumulation of their hopes and dreams.

(And there he was, with sunray shone from his back offering Words of the God and assurance to lift his flagging determination. A dreamer trying to carve a path for his famiglia through blood and destruction of the old order and a priest with a bloody past seeking redemption)

Green

The task of fetching Lampo from wherever in the wilderness he hides from finishing his duties for the day is the one that was received with much groaning and defeated sighs. Because it is quite difficult to spot him amidst the greenery that have the exact same shade as his hair.

(It became the tales of despair of impossible task for the servants after Lampo learnt how to harness his lightning flame's property to make him hard to be noticed)

Blue

Every time he thought about Ugetsu, he's always reminded of the sea, where he could only gaze admiringly at the deep blue and how it would always be the one separating them from each other.

(It was also the one that will reunite them once again, forevermore)

Purple

Often, when they spar against the other, he could glimpse an aura outlining Alaude and his handcuffs. He would then being barraged by the relentless attack from the Officer that made him relied too much on his hyper intuition in order to fend off.

(Sometimes, he regretted ever giving Alaude the hint to develop his battle aura into a more controllable Cloud Flame. It made him even more of a monster in a fight)

Indigo*

It was difficult at first to divine Daemon's aura. It was in a large part because of its characteristic of construction that made it very easy to deceive the sense and shows whatever he wished other to perceive.

(Sometimes the only way to know that he had been rampaging across a specific place is by a faint haze of indigo mist that wasn't supposed to be there)

Black

He knew intellectually, that there were many things in the world still unknown to men and Vongola, specifically. So when the Prima Donna of Giglio Nero and a man in the Iron Mask visited him in order to safeguard a third set of the gem of the world** he couldn't quite bring himself to be surprised…much.

(Later, he's unsurprised again when he appealed to Bermuda to safeguard his and Cozart's memories that the Vindice have an eerie black flame)

White

One time, he's bemused to find that his Sky Flame was the amalgamation of the other six flames of the Sky. It was because the seven color of the rainbow should equal to white, not the orange that was the sky flame.

(Inwardly he thought that such a pure color wouldn't deserve to be tainted by the greed of humans' usage and Vongola ever increasing slid toward violence)

Colorless

The period after he retired to Ugetsu's homeland often passed with a sort of haze of his Mist's betrayal. The bright future that all of them dreamt of seemed unreachable at that point.

(Regret and sorrowful remorse seeped into his soul, making the days to come like a bleak of colorless existence)

AN: *Ahem* I don't know why the second half become so...angsty there. I swear I'm not in a doom and gloom mood when I wrote it *scratch my head in bemusement.*

(*) I know it was originally Brown, but I can't find anything inspiring about it and I noticed that Daemon stills didn't have a part so… *shrug*

(**)It's the Vongola sets of Trinisette. I believe that the actual part of the trinisette is the gem part. The Vongola and Giglio Nero turned it into rings via Talbot so they could better harness its power offensively or defensively.

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