Kitsune here with the second Oneshot. This was the 1/2 chap I had done, and this week really sucked, so I just finished it now. It's got Ash, Sin, Simi (a little) Reborn/Bravo and Colonello. See if you can guess the year. I was informed that my questions to my readers was missed so we will have two!

1) When writing a story, be it Fanfiction or not, do you research? I Do! This one-shot series AND the following full story involves a lot of research because of the dates involved, and the tech. I know NOTHING about guns. (but now I can tell you what year a bunch of them were invented) So, I did have to adjust my timeline for the story accordingly. I have spent more time looking shit up then typing!

2) Have you ever been looking stuff up and thought "Wow, if BIG BROTHER (the government, or some agency) saw me looking at this, it might not look so good"? My friend had a real bad gov't scare last month, so this has been on my mind, because naturally, I kinda figure they've at least glanced at his friends. And here I am, looking up assault riffles and mafia things. And then I thought about all the other random shit I've looked up...maybe I'll just show them my wall of anime? Will that explain it or make it worse I wonder.

Acheron was torn between laughing at Sin, or possibly pounding the former god into the ground for wasting his time. They were going to be late, and damn it, he did not want to miss this stupid movie. Yeah, he was a God, and he could always skip ahead a bit and watch it when the theater wasn't going to be swamped with crazy people. But this was different, and it wasn't because Simi told him that she really wanted to see it. Sin was normally stationed in Las Vegas, and because of Artemis pulling one of her stunts New York had been down a man for a while. Ash had not been about to pass up on the opportunity.

"If we're late because you're too busy gawking at the sights like some hick, I'll leave you out to see the sunrise, I swear." Ash threatened, only half serious.

"It's New York, man! The last time I was here, the roads were still cobblestone and covered in shit. I'm allowed to gawk." The other scoffed, "We can always catch the next show, anyway."

"I got our tickets already, you know." The Atlantean leader of the Dark-Hunters pointed out. 'and we're meeting up with some people...' he thought to himself, wondering if the others would show. "You're from 'the city of lights'. You can't be that impressed."

"Yeah? Whatever. I bet this movie's going to be nothing like real gangsters. Capone, now that was a gangster. Even Daemons were scared of him. Man knew how to throw a party, though, I'll give him that." Sin smirked, "New York's got nothing on my city for Mafia shit."

"Everyone's been saying 'The Godfather' is a fantastic movie," he began as he noticed some people tailing them. "And Simi's dieing to see it. I figured out of all the others, you'd have the most appreciation for a good mafia flick."

Sin's eyes cut to the side, he'd noticed the group of punks, too. Looked to be normal humans. Too bad for them. "Yeah, that's what you said about 'Oceans 11' and the 'Itialian Job', you dick. I felt cheated."

"They weren't that bad." Archeron chuckled,though he had to admit, they really had painted a blazie picture of what he knew the Mafia to be. Not that he was going to tell Sin that...

"Where do you two think you're going?" One of the punks blocked their way, "You're walking on our street. You gotta pay the toll, man."

Sin spat, "Shit. See? This is why I hate these movies." He turned to Archeron, completely ignoring the rough looking man in front of him, "It gives people ideas, Ash. And then they think it's alright to just mug people walking down the street..."

"I said give me your wallet, man!" The punk pulled a knife, as did the surrounding members of his gang.

"And then we have to beat them up."

Archeron rolled his eyes behind his shades, "You know, we're supposed to protect humans, not beat them up."

"These lowlifes?" Sin laughed, "I'm teaching them a valuable lesson about picking on people stronger than you, so it is protection."

Ash laughed, "Try not to break them too badly then, alright, Sin? Let's make this fast, We're really going to be late at this rate." He ducked under the arm of one punk, twisting it causing the man to drop his weapon before kneeing him in the gut. "Dark-Hunter's getting mugged in this day and age." He tsked.

"We are not telling the Squires." Sin snarled, headbutting his opponent into submission. "They're already a bunch of mother hens."

"Maybe if you stopped coming home covered in blood your squire would stop worrying." The other pointed out calmly as he laid another opponent low.

Both men froze as they heard a click. "You've got to be fucking kidding me! Who brings a gun to a knife fight?" Sin snarled, "These guys are bad as gallou demons, Ash..." his dark eyes snapping, Sin walked right up to the man holding the gun, "You piece of trash, drop the gun before I make you."

Shaking the man raised his gun to point right at Sin's head, "Maggots. You're in the way. Move." before doing a faceplant. Both Dark-hunters stood there, mouths actually open, staring. Standing with his booted foot still up in the air was a tall blonde dressed in green army fatigues with a matching headband and a tall case on his shoulder. His eyes were closed as he sighed, "Ahhhh, looks like I stepped on a bug, Maggot."

"WHO are you calling a Maggot! You shit! I'm going to fucking kill you!" The man on the ground pointed his gun at the stranger, shocking Archeron into movement. Before he could reach the man the blonde kicked away the gun, his eyes still closed.

Opening his vibrant blue eyes he glared at the man on the ground. "Maggot, you call that pea-shooter a gun? THIS is a gun," He snapped open the case one handed, revealing a "M40A1 riffle, with this baby I could have killed you before you had even started of following these guys, Maggot." He snapped the case closed and glared at the man, "If there's a scuff on my boots, Lal'll have my head, Maggot. Clean it." The punk scrubbed the boot shaking, "Name's Colonello." He grinned at Ash and Sin, casually kicking the punk away, "Scram, maggot. Come on, you two. We're gonna be late at this rate."

"Uh..." Sin blinked at the guy standing in front of him. Colonello was cocky and brash, basically he was a lot like most of the people Sin hung out with, be he sure as hell didn't know this kid. "Thanks for the assist, but..."

The blond grabbed both of their wrists and started to drag them. He was surprisingly strong for his size, "Keep fighting me and I'll carry you! I've waited all week to see this damn movie, and Bravo will definitely shoot at least one of us if we make him miss even one second of it!" He shot them a look over their shoulders, "Unless I've got the wrong 'scary-vibe guys. One with long hair and shades on at night.' Archeron and Sin, right?" Sin nodded still confused while Ash grinned, pulling his wrist out of Colonello's grasp with ease. The guy took it in stride, dropping Sin's wrist as he continued talking, "Bravo would have come himself when he realized you were running a bit late, but he got a bit held up at the theater. Nothing too big, just the locals trying to suck up to either him or the Vongola, the maggots."

"Can't say I'm surprised. Bravo is anything but subtle about his ties." Archeron easily laughed, "are you a part of the Vongola as well?"

"Me? Hell no, Maggot!" he looked vaguely offended, "I'm with COMSUBIN under Lal Mirch. Woman's been a total bitch recently, though! Sent me on this crappy mission with Mr. Hitman and tells me to 'play nice' like I'm the one who starts the fight usually. So I like testing Bravo's reflexes a bit..."

"You keep testing those reflexes, and you're going to be eating a bullet for breakfast." came the calm response from a fedora wearing man dressed impeccably in a suit.

"I take it you're Bravo?" Sin growled.

Bravo grinned, "Chaos. Nice to meet you, Sin from 'sin city'. The Mafioso speak well of you, for the most part." He nodded to Ash, "Long time. Simi joining us this evening?"

Sin was officially weirded out. Not only did these guys know who he was, they knew about Simi. He KNEW they were not a part of the Squires, Dark-Hunters, or anything else he was used to dealing with. "Ash...who the hell are these jokers?"

"Friends, of a sort." came his leader's cryptic response. He made a sound of annoyance and glared at the other god who sighed, "Let me call Simi out and I'll try and explain, if that's alright with everyone." Both of the strangers shrugged, apparently not caring. Casually, they turned sideways, offering a subtle guard and shield as the atlandian called forth his Charonte from her usual place on his skin. "Hey, Simi. Ready for the movie?"

"Arki!" The happy little demon-child hugged her 'father' gleefully, looking like a completely normal human preteen and not a demon who'd happily eat anything in sight. "Arki, can Simi have lots of popcorn and yummy stuff to eat at the movie?"

Ash smiled indulgently down at his daughter, "Of course, Simi."

"Ah, that's why you told the vendor to make all the popcorn they had." Colonello said to his friend, eyeing the grunge-dressed demon with appreciation, "just don't eat my gun, kiddo, and we'll get along fine. I just got this baby."

"Hey, it's Bravo, Arki! Is he gonna watch the movie with all us? Cauz, he fun people."

"Yes, Simi, they're here to see the movie, too. Now, why don't you go get your popcorn and candy?" He handed her his wallet, causing the girl to squeal and take off into the theater. With a chuckle he watched her go before turning to his fellow god, "Sin, meet Bravo Hitman and Colonello. Bravo here works for the Vongola mafia family in Italy as one of their top hitmen."

Sin blinked at him for a second, "Wait. Vongola-Vongola. Like, as in one of THE top familla of the world? And this guy's a hitman?" He glared at his friend, "What have you been smoking?"

"It's true."

"Acheron, the Vongola do NOT mess around. I don't know what this kid's been telling you, but you don't go impersonating members. It's an instant hit on you if you do. Seriously, there was this little mob family a few years back, total SOB lead them...anyway, it wasn't pretty. This guys a dead man walking for even joking about that stuff."

"Actually, that wasn't the Vongola who took care of that little problem." Bravo pointed out, drawing attention back to himself, "That was Fon. At the time it was a hit taken out by the Chinese, as a gift to the Vongola. Fon, who's a friend of the next leader of our Famila and myself decided to take it."

"Ah! I remember that!" Colonello laughed, "Fon brought back souvenirs and a whole bunch of stories. Apparently he really has a knack for crapps. Kinda went poorly for the Chinese though, turned out they had been sponsoring that little piece of shit, and Fon was a bit vocal about it. That guy is really into the whole honor thing." He pointed to Sin, "So then, this is the 'Demon-slaying soulless one of the night' who is good company at a bar, right? That's how you knew about him, Bravo, you cheater."

"That's how I roll." The other shrugged, "But really, Tim wanted to recruit this guy until he learned he was with Ash. He's got this strict 'Leave the Dark-Hunter Familia alone' rule."

"That sucks."

"Personally, I think it's a great rule." Growled out Ash, "NO recruiting my Hunters, OR the Squires, Bravo. I've told you before." The other just smirked at him. "So there you have it, Sin. Bonafide Maffia from Italy."

"Hey!"

"Colonello, shut up. You and Lal are just in COMSUBIN until your time there is up and you know it."

Acheron ignored the squabbling as the four of them entered the theater, "And before you ask how I met them, let's just say it's the last time I take a babysitting job from Jaden." He smirked at Sin's expression. The god was totally thrown for a loop and had yet to find his groove again. BUt Ash was sure by the time the movie started the five of them would all be heckling each other and swapping (graphic) stories. This movie was going to be good, even if The Godfather turned out to be a bad mob flick.