Chapter 12 (Yeah all you people are mean not telling me the chapter number :P I'm giving Demongirl808 a virtual cookie since she told me! No cookies for the rest of you!)
"Yeah…game over"
Fon snapped his eyes open, forcing them to stay like that as he watched Valenzio fly across the town, smashing into a broken building, the debris collapsing on him and a figure coated in a black cape replaced the area where Valenzio had been. The figure watched and nodded as soon as silence met him, turning his gaze away from the collapsed building and brought his attention back to Fon who stared at him with wary eyes, still clutching his poisoned palm. He steadily walked towards Fon, raising his hand in a gesture to say he didn't have any ill intentions to him, or Hibari, Fon narrowing his eyes that the figure sensed his nephew.
He glared harshly at the black-caped man and only noticed now that he had a companion, the sounds of bullets and metal clashing as he turned his eyes away from the figure and spotted another caped-figure, this time in a maroon cape that was fighting against Valenzio. Fon's eyes widened seeing that the Valenzio was losing against the maroon caped man. "Are you okay?" asked a soft voice and Fon jolted out of his musings, eyes wide as he stared at the man-No, boy in front of him, and had his hands clasped on his shoulders in a gentle hold. Fon narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing his gaze on the figure in front of him and debating on whether to trust the said figure.
Fon didn't exactly like trusting new people he had just met, I mean, come one…Bloody Hell, this was the mafia we're talking about! It's like: You trust a person you just met, the next second, you find yourself lying in a pool of your own blood…It wasn't exactly pleasant and he wasn't stupid enough to go trusting one person he had just met, no matter if the said person saved him from getting his ass killed. The person could be an accomplice with the enemy, in which he had experience with so many situations before, so, it was very clear to him that he shouldn't go and trust strangers he had just met, especially if it was in a fight.
"Are you okay?"Asked the figure, again as the grip on Fon's shoulder tightened, yet not strong enough to leave a bruise. Fon, deciding in trusting the figure for now and seeing as the figure did help him, relaxed a bit and gave a polite smile. "Yes, I am alright…Thank you for saving me" he replied, feeling confused when he saw the tiny smile on the hooded-figure's face. "That's good" said the figure as he took hold of Fon's palm, the poisoned one and Fon tensing a tad bit, but relaxed later on as he felt a warm and comforting sensation replace the burning pain on his hands. "What are you-" started Fon but he was cut off as the figure lightly glared at him, despite the hood covering his face. Fon felt a little guilty, even though not seeing those eyes that was chastising him-How he knew that the boy was, the ghost of a pout on the lips was enough for him to feel guilty-and made him feel like a child.
Fon felt like he couldn't do anything bad as those eyes stared at him. He felt like if he did, he'd commit the most unforgivable crime on earth. It was preposterous and definitely absurd, he admits, but whenever those eyes looked at his own irises, he felt like he was being judge. It was like the person was judging his every movement, deeming it to be whether good or bad, keeping close tack of every single action he takes, and if he even so dare make a mistake of doing something unacceptable, Fon felt like hell would be unleashed upon him.
'Eyes similar to Luche' he thought. Eyes that could judge your very soul, eyes that could hold the greatest amount of love and acceptance, yet when provoked, could hold much more anger and resentment than that of someone who is the epitome of hate. It was scary and unnerving, eyes that reminded him so much of Luche; eyes that were literally like the law for him.
The law really was a befitting title to describe the eyes staring at him. Do one thing wrong, and you'll make the biggest mistake of your life. Do one thing right…Well, Fon thinks that you'd be rewarded with something far greater than what you ever wished for; something so much more than what you desire, and his intuition may not be close to Vongola's infamous Hyper Intuition, but, it's telling him that he was bang on the spot.
Fon snapped out of his thoughts as his ears perked up at the sound of familiar bells, his eyes carefully looking at the figure's movements who stood up.'B-Bells?' he thought as his eyes locked on a hanging object from underneath the figure's cloak. "You should be alright now…Don't worry, the poison is gone, not completely, but enough for you not to die, and I have healed your nephew's wound as well. However, you are still not in the position to move, or else the poison could come back." said the figure, voice hoarse but still soft as Fon caught a cloud-shaped locket from underneath the cloak. 'A weird thing for a guy like him…' he thought as he looked up the figure in gratitude, feeling his body lighter than earlier and a bit pain-free , standing up with the help of the figure. "Thank you" he said in a sincere voice, now noticing that the figure was a lot smaller than he expected; a head and a half, maybe two heads smaller than him.
Well that was new…The boy looked only to be fourteen. Hell, Fon didn't even know if it was a boy, seeing as though his(?) voice was higher than usual voice and more melodic than girls, it was a bit confusing. The lithe and petit frame didn't help at all in determining the gender of the person; it only made things a lot more complicated. 'Don't be fooled' said a voice in his head, telling him that the boy is definitely a boy and not a girl. It was the only thing he could count on in determining the gender, since he did consider his Intuition to be really precise, despite being nowhere near Vongola's Hyper Intuition.
His line of sight trailed back to the glistening object dangling off the boy's neck, the sounds of muffle bells chiming as the wind lightly ruffled their clothes. But, he swore he saw that locket somewhere in the Vongola mansion, if not, maybe the Arcobaleno mansion, but that wasn't the point. The point was, if the figure had his hands on something from his famiglia and without anyone taking notice of it, it meant that the figure could sneak himself in and out of Vongola undetected, and that was dangerous. "However…"Fon started as his eyes narrowed, catching the slight tensing of the figure's muscles. "I may ask you how you knew of my nephew? Also, that locket…It seems familiar"
And it was true, Fon was sure he saw the cloud-shaped locket before, even hearing the familiar bells of the locket a couple of times. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 'Where have I seen them before? 'He thought as his gaze fell on the cloud-shaped locket again. 'I'm sure I saw them somewhere' Suddenly, everything clicked in his mind, eyes widening a tad bit. 'Kyoya's neck…He always seemed to wear it' It was, again, true, the intricate designs on the simple, yet beautiful cloud locket, the colour, the size, and the familiar jingling of bells, everything was the same as his nephew's locket. And his nephew told him once, that he was the only one who could have owned one, seeing the rare mineral used to make the locket. Fon didn't notice at first, seeing the locket only painted a reddish purple, but when he looked at it closely once, he did see that it was actually a gem. Sometimes, he didn't know if it was the trick of the light, but the colour even changes based on his angle of perception; greenish blue in sunlight and in soft, incandescent light, it was a reddish purple. He later found it was one of the most rarest gem in the world, hard to find and can be, maybe, found in Mount Kilimanjaro, named Alexandrite. He didn't know how it can produce a ringing sound though…Well, enough of how rare it is, the whole being is, his nephew told him that it may possibly the last of the gems that can be found for a couple hundred years, meaning no one else could have it.
The figure gulped audibly, itching a bit further from Fon wanting to get away from his gaze, Fon not taking the hint and mover closer. "If my memory served me right…that locket is the same locket that my nephew wears…Tell me, why do you have the very same locket?" he demanded, no longer asking as he took the figure's wrist, confusion swirled in his eyes as he saw the figure's wrist white as snow and a bit thin. 'He's thin…Too thin…' he thought in confusion. Gosh, this must be the thinnest wrist he ever gripped and it felt slightly unnerving that this boy was thin. 'Is he even eating right?' Fon shook his thoughts away. 'This isn't the time to be worrying about your enemies food habits. Actually, I shouldn't worry about it at all' He nodded, contented with his reasoning as he glared harshly at the boy. He may come out a bit mean, but his nephew is important to him. Either the figure was lying and took Kyoya's locket, or there was something else behind the locket, a deeper meaning.
"Now, tell me and I will let you go" he pressed as he grabbed both the figures wrist, pinning the small boy to the wall and staring intently down, daring him to lie. If it was in any normal situation, Fon would have notice his actions and how their position was certainly compromising, but this wasn't really a normal situation. "Just tell me, and everything will be over. I know, I may be a bit selfish, seeing as though you helped me, but…If it is concerning my nephew, then think I have an acceptable reason to demand, no?" he said again, but tensed as he suddenly felt the figure's aura dropping. He carefully looked down to see the figure staring at him, and somehow, Fon knew, he just knew, those eyes were glowing. The temperature around them suddenly dropped and the boy felt bigger and more powerful than his appearance proved him to be. The aura of a trained hitman surrounding the boy, immediately making Fon think of Reborn as he felt his heart beat wildly in his chest. 'If this boy is anything close to Reborn…I should be careful' he thought. "Don't you dare think I would harm your nephew" gritted the figure in a voice as cold as ice and as sharp as knives being stabbed and embedded in your skin. Fon shivered at the intensity of the aura, similar to a familiar hitman. "Your nephew, he's safe" started the figure. "just let me go…If you want to know about the locket…I had it with me ever since I was young. It's important to me, and if you take it away from me, it wouldn't turn it pretty…So, please let me go…" voice now turning softer as it took on a pleading edge, Fon reluctantly loosened his hold, the figure quickly jumping to keep a few distance from him and Fon, the locket ringing again.
'This boy…What is the locket to him? What is that locket's meaning?' he thought as he kept a wary distance from the figure who still examined him. "I'm sorry for my actions…I was just worried for my nephew and-" "Don't finish that sentence Carnivore…" growled a certain Skylark as Fon quickly snapped his head around, eyes catching the familiar sight of his nephew's scowl. "Kyoya! You're okay!" he exclaimed as he dashed towards him and started checking his whole body, looking for injuries and asking if it hurts anywhere, Kyoya just glaring at him and trying to stop him. "Silent, Carnivore" he growled as his eyes examined the figure in front of him again, eye's narrowing on the locket, a certain smiling face popping up again.
'Kyo-kun! Smile!'
Kyoya 's eyes, if possible, narrowed further as he took a step closer, the figure mimicking him but taking a step back. He growled. "Herbivore…" he said as his eyes trailed to the figure's locket, exactly the same as his. "Where did you get that?" he demanded as he pointed to the locket, Fon watching his nephew with worried eyes. 'Kyoya…He sounds desperate'
Desperate? Desperate for what, though? Why did his nephew sound agitated and desperate to know where the locket came from? Sure, the locket was made out of one of the most rarest gems in the world, however, he knew that his nephew was not one who sought things based on their value. Hell, if it was important to him, a simple bracelet made out of cheap plastic would have been something he treasured the most. So, if his nephew sounded desperate over a locket, despite its value, it meant that there was a deeper meaning behind it, so much deeper.
The figure hesitated for a moment, before sighing and carefully backing away. "I'm sorry, but I cannot tell you…However, all I could say is, it is very important to me; something that ties me with another one of my family" he replied, preparing to flee. However, this seemed to infuriate Kyoya, a look of desperation in his eyes as he took out his tonfas and lunged to the figure. "I'll bite you to death!" he growled, charging straight at the figure.
He swung his tonfas down, preparing to hit the head of the figure but was stopped as another hooded figure with a maroon caped blocked it with a gun. "Don't think I'll let you touch him with me here" growled the new boy as he took out another gun and aimed for Kyoya, Kyoya narrowing his eyes as he kicked the new boy in the stomach. The boy blocked it with the other gun as Kyoya took this chance and used the gun as a kind of wall, pushing himself away from the boy with the heels of his shoes and flipped backwards, sensing his uncle run besides him. (Fight scene coming up and it's going to be really bad. I can't really describe fight scenes and I'm not really good at writing stories, seeing as I'm only in eight grade and I'm have very limited vocabulary. Well, most eight graders have a large range of vocabulary, not me thought, seeing as I'm a lazy shit that hates reading hard words-except it it's concerning anime-…ehehe, sorry, got off track there)
Fon whispered in Kyoya's ear."Are you alright?" asked Fon, concern lacing his voice. Kyoya grunted in response, his uncle nodding in understanding. "I'll handle the red one, you handle the black" he said as he charged right in, speed accelerating as he engaged in a fight with the maroon-hooded boy. Kyoya snorted as he watched his uncle and the other boy fight. "You don't have to tell me, herbivore" he muttered, eyes turning serious as he brought his attention back to the black hooded boy. He brought his tonfas up again and charged. "I'll bite you to death!" and with that, both engaged in a fight.
Kyoya swung his tonfas down, left and right, up and down as the figure evaded all his attacks with ease, despite the lithe frame that can be noticed even with the cape. Kyoya had to wonder how the small frame of the boy withstood all the attacks he aimed at him, the boy blocking with bare hands that seemed a bit too thin and breakable if you asked him. 'Starvation, maybe?' he thought as aimed his tonfas and swung to the left, aiming to bruise the ribs. The figure blocked it then grabbed the tonfa using his right arm and hand with ease and tried to yank it out of Kyoya's hold, failing as he had to abruptly let go, seeing the other tonfa aimed at his face. His left hand had become occupied as Kyoya tried to knee him while aiming both tonfas at his head, so, seeing as he had no choice, he let the other tonfa go and blocked the new one, but without putting force to push the tonfa back so he could avoid getting hit in the head. Kyoya was pushed backwards, putting distance between him and the figure.
Kyoya smirked and charged again. He side-kicked, using his right leg, the figure blocking with his right hand and gripping his ankle, Kyoya wincing a bit at the strength used but used this momentum as he used his free leg to kick again, the figure letting go of his other feet as he blocked the tonfa coming for his head as well as Kyoya's kick. Kyoya smirked. "Not bad, herbivore"
The 'herbivore' smiled as he pulled Kyoya's leg, Kyoya sensing this used his now freed leg and swiped underneath the figure, using his tonfas as a leverage and he twisted his body so he was now facing the ground, then tried to kick the figure's head again. Key word: tried. The figure just bended backwards with an incredible amount of flexibility, Kyoya's eyes widening a bit as he smirked. He then flipped backwards, setting a distance between him and the figure. "Wao" he smirked, the figure just standing there.
"Tell me….Where did you get the locket" he tried again, but the figure just kept his mouth shut, thus, irritating the Skylark and both engaged in another fight. The sounds of metal clashing with flesh, kicks, punches, sparks, they resounded around the area. Both fought in another impossible battle, one that the naked eye cannot follow. However, as time passed, Kyoya noticed that it was getting difficult to fight, the dull throb in his abdomen acting up again and pain accumulated once more. He winced but he still continued to fight, wanting-no, needing to know where the locket was from.
'Kyo-kun! I promise! We'll meet again! Please, Run!'
Kyoya's vision blurred, his stance faltering as he stumbled to stay upright. Shit, not now. His head was throbbing with memories that were locked up, his injuries getting more painful as the minute passed by, everything hurts, especially his heart, remembering the small boy he treasured dearly. 'Not now…I need to know where he is…I need to find my sky' The figure used this moment to chop his neck, paralyzing him but still barely awake as he heard the figure say "I'm sorry, Kyo-kun"
His eyes widened and before he can even utter a word, a gust of bright yellow flames blew and he had to close his eyes due to the force. "MAXIMUM BURST!" Kyoya sighed in annoyance as he felt himself in the arms of Ryohei who looked worried. "Are you EXTREMELY okay and not EXTREMELY dying to the EXTREME!?" shouted Ryohei, Kyoya glaring. 'Your voice might be the death of my eardrums' he thought as he shoved the older boy away from him, forcing himself to sit upright and winced a little bit. "I'm perfectly fine, loud herbivore" he growled, glaring at the other to deny his statement, since Hibari Kyoya will not be seen as 'weak'
The figure evaded, however, his hood chose to fall off. And it was this time too that Kyoya, as well as the others, meaning Fon, Knuckle, Ryohei and the other figure turned their attention to the black hooded-figure, eyes widening, as they saw his face.
"G-Giotto?"
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With Fon and Maroon-caped-figure…A few minutes ago…
Fon watched the boy, carefully examining the tenseness of the boy's muscles, the way the boy held the gun with expertise, the way the boy's stance reflected someone that he knew of greatly. His eyes narrowed into confusion as well as suspicion, uttering the words that have been on his mind ever since the boy defeated Valenzio, who was now probably dead or unconscious- the latter was more possible seeing as he felt the boy holding back. But back to the point, he needed to say this and he needed to say this right now. "Who are you, really?"
Fon couldn't see the figure's face, but he knew that if he was, he would see a full-blown smirk gracing the boy's lips. The boy tensed as soon as the question left Fon's lips, hesitating in something to which Fon raised a curious eyebrow at. 'He's hesitating? Now that's peculiar' he thought, keeping his eyes on the boy and watching for the slightest movement. The boy seemed harmless, however, his stance and the way he held the guns contradicted that. It was held with such grace and expertise that one would think the boy grew up with it. But that wasn't all. It was the familiar stances the boy took, the movements, the attacks, and even the aura…they were all the same as his fellow Storm Guardian, G. if he was any lesser man, he would have immediately thought that the boy before him was a younger version of G.
His eyes narrowed again, aura changing dramatically and the boy taking on a more defensive stance. "I'll ask again…Who are you and do you have any relation to the CEDEF storm guardian of Vongola?" The figure shifted uncomfortably, his silence implying that every single word said out of Fon's mouth was somewhat true. "Your silence says it all, maroon-san" (The colour of his cape, but you guys probably guessed that already XD) stated Fon as he readied himself for a fight.
The figure stayed silent, then sighed, cocking the guns as he pointed them at Fon. Fon tensed. "Sorry, but I can't answer all your questions. It wouldn't be right to reveal my identity right now, and if it was revealed, well, let's just say Vongola would be after my head. Well, as well as the other millions of people who went against Vongola" he added as soon as he saw Fon's confuse look after he blurted out 'Vongola would be after my head' He wasn't exactly worried about telling Fon that Vongola was after his head since he knew that Vongola was probably a gazillion enemies that they need to behead, and it can't exactly go hunting all of them at the same time just to look for him. "Also, it wouldn't be interesting if you find out who I am, I always did like mysteries. Besides, my 'Sky' wishes for my safety, and I'm pretty sure I can't disobey that, less I get blasted with his cut- I mean worried antics which would just tire him out" The figure immediately corrected himself, Fon raising a curious eyebrow. 'I was pretty sure he was about to say "cute"' he thought. "That is the wish of my 'Sky' and as his 'Storm' I will fulfill it." He continued. " I don't want to injure you, so I suggest you stand down….However, I will answer one of your questions, seeing as my 'Sky' predicted this outcome and has given me permission to answer one question. Please, just pass this on to the CEDEF Storm Guardian : the half is contented and free. Don't ruin anything". The figure then groaned, sighing in frustration. "Sorry for this. But I wasted too much time" The figure gazed up at him, Fon widening his eyes seeing familiar emerald eyes from underneath the hood and he quickly evaded to bullets shot his way.
'No…It couldn't be…This boy couldn't be him…That boy was weak, at least that's the impression I always get from the fights the boy had; weak and pathetic. However…This boy is different. He's strong, determined, more alive…This boy couldn't possibly be him' thought Fon. He flipped backwards, grabbing four needles and threw them towards the figure, the figure firing off four bullets that collided with the needles, changing its direction. Fon quickly ran forward and swiped underneath the figure, the figure evading by jumping, flipping forward and attempting to bring a kick to Fon's head using his right leg, Fon blocking with his right hand.
Fon quickly grabbed hold of the figure's ankle, swinging the boy's body down towards the pavement, to which the boy in turn fired a shot aiming at his cheeks. Fon just tilted his head to the right, eyes narrowing as he caught a slight red blur surrounding the bullet.
As soon as the figure slammed into the pavement, the boy immediately rolled backwards, firing more bullets as he skidded backwards. Fon evaded them all. Left, right, Duck, Jump, Spin, Skid. The pattern continuing as the boy kept firing, Fon evading and sometimes firing off his own needles. Suddenly, he found the boy much closer than before and he had to quickly block the gun aimed for his face, eye's carefully examining the gun's parts and nodded. He quickly blocked the hole of where the bullet would be whizzing out of and applied a small amount of Storm flames, the figure 'tch-ing' as he flipped away from Fon, abandoning his guns.
The figure scowled. "I always knew that a simple gun wouldn't be able to defeat you" gritted the figure as he watch his gun disintegrate into a piled of dust, blown by the wind and eventually, gone. "And I really liked that gun. Simple but powerful" Fon smiled. "Well, not powerful enough to beat me" he said as he charged at the figure, giving no time for the boy to answer as he sent a series of kicks, punches, chops and flips in an attempt to injure the figure. The figure in turn, just evaded them all but Fon could see that the figure wasn't really an expert in hand-to-hand combat, seeing the boy evade clumsily. He smirked in his mind. 'I could win this'
However, it was at that time that his palm had started to throb painfully again, momentarily freezing him as he felt the figure kick him in the guts with enough force to make him cough out blood. He fell to the ground, clutching his stomach and wheezing. He vaguely registered the shadow of the figure towering above him, holding something he couldn't recognize as the figure bent down, preparing to finish everything. "This won't kill you-Shit!" exclaimed the figure as he flipped away. "EXTREME RIGHT PUNCH!" shouted a familiar booming noise, Fon looking up to see Knuckle release a powerful right punch that almost hit the boy, the boy avoiding it at the last minute yet it still grazed his face, the hood threatening to fall.
"Fuck!" yelped the boy as he chose to grip the hood tightly and be hit by the other punch sent in his way, sending him skidding across the pavement. "EXTREME LEFT PUNCH!" shouted the booming noise again as Fon smiled in relief. "Knuckle! Ryohei! You're here!" At the sound of their names, both boxers turned to face Fon, Knuckle rushing to him and carefully helped him sit upright. "Fon! We were worried about you guys!" he exclaimed worriedly as he lit his ring, sun flames dancing on top of it and placed his hands on Fon's stomach, Fon relaxing as he felt his injuries being healed. "Are you EXTREMELY alright to the EXTREME!?" screamed Ryohei, pumping his fists in the air. "You worried us, Fon. Yamamoto came in looking terrified and said that Hibari was about to die. We came as fast as possible, but we're sorry for not being fast enough" whispered Knuckle gently in voice full of guilt.
Fon smiled, patting his friend's shoulder. "It's not your fault. And Kyoya's alright, he's alive. It's just-" "Don't talk" intervened Knuckle, seeing Fon's palms turning purple again."You're poisoned" he muttered with regret. Fon's eyes softened."I'm okay, Knuckle-Where's Ryohei?" he asked suddenly not seeing the other near Knuckle. Knuckle looked surprised for a second before turning his eyes towards his surroundings, finally landing on Hibari and a black-caped figure."Who-!"
"MAXIMUM BURST!" said Ryohei as both snapped their head to look at the source of the noise, eyes widening in shock. The black-caped figure flipped, but at that same time, the hood fell off, revealing familiar gravity defying hair and sapphire eyes.
"G-Giotto?"
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