Trigger: N/A

Warnings: N/A
Important Stuff:
Small OC Cheat Sheet
Spirits:
Zephyr -The wind spirit that Reborn met in the Spirit World.
Kamikawa - The origami spirit that Reborn exchanged information with.
Engetsu - Silver kitsune that Reborn met in the Spirit World. Knows Ayame.
Meishi - A green falcon that lives in the Sawada Household

Ienari's Guardians
Matsushita Hachirou - Ienari's best friend. Captain of the Judo Club. Lightning Guardian
Akemi Kaori - President of Ienari's fanclub. Black Hair, Purple Eyes. Sun Guardian
Kakusu Hideki - Former student council president, son of politician. Red Rimmed Glasses. Mist Guardian
Koujin Fuun - Ninja assassin. Dark purple hair, crimson eyes. Kunais as weapons. Cloud Guardian
Inmen Hisen - Mochida's cousin. Ienari's crush. Hime-cut black hair and ocean blue eyes. Rain Guardian

Others:
Hibari Koumei - Kyoya's Father. Interpol Agent.
Hibari Yun - Kyoya's Mother. Deceased. Fon's sister.

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Medical HQ

Shamal scowled, running a hand through his hair. He did not sign up for this. How exactly did he end up here?

Oh right. Bianchi batted her eyelashes and his students (both of them!) asked. Well Hayato demanded with dynamite and Ryohei just shouted, loudly, in Shamal's ears.

Here, of course, being the Sawada Household.

He had been dragged out of bed early this morning to find an unconscious Ayame and a worried Don Cavallone fretting over her. Shamal didn't get the whole story, didn't really care, all he knew was that Dino had better not be responsible for her ultimate collapse or the kids would eat him alive.

Just as he had finished, Chrome entered the house with Lancia carrying an unconscious and bleeding Mukuro. Ken and Chikusa were right behind her. Minutes after that, a slightly injured Shoichi, Hayato and Ryohei filed in.

"These kids cannot stay out of trouble, can they?" Shamal asked. He nursed his head in his hands and desperately wished for a cigarette right now.

"Not at all," Nana agreed kindly. She pushed a gray teacup with a stylish K on it towards him. The smell of fresh green tea rose, steam curling in the cool morning air.

He graciously accepted the cup, wrapping his hand around it. Shamal did not know how Nana coped with this. Especially when Tsuna had yet to come back. Even more because it was Tsuna and Shamal had been treating that boy's injuries practically every day since he arrived in Namimori.

Goddamn Namimori.

Raging Typhoon

Inmen Hisen was born in the wrong era, in the wrong gender, in family that had forgotten its history.

Hisen thrived in battle, actively seeking the thrill of her blood pounding, heart racing and the sound of metal clashing against metal. In many ways, she was not unlike a certain Skylark with a bloodlust so strong that it was barely kept sated due to the constant training and martial arts tournaments Hisen kept entering.

Her parents had wanted a polite daughter, one with grace and good manners. They signed her up for flower arranging classes, dance classes, and cooking class. Hisen dutifully attended those classes, but she also threw herself into the family style, the only other practitioner left was her aging grandmother.

It was a point of confrontation between her and her parents. But since she displayed all the good qualities they had wanted, her parents let her continue on with her studies in the family style. They would pretend she was their perfect princess daughter and Hisen never gave them a reason to doubt otherwise.

But this?

Learning about Dying Will Flames, the mafia, Ienari's role as heir, Hisen could barely contain her excitement. Finally, a challenge, a way to stretch her muscles, to dance on the edge of life and death and she loved it. This was what she lived for, this was what made her feel alive. For a battle genius, the fight was all she ever really cared for.

Hisen was never gentle, never kind, though she pretended to be otherwise. She was not a gentle blessed rain that settled conflict, instead she incited fights. Hisen flooded everything, drowning all.

As she danced, her iron fans razor sharp, weaving and taking down enemy after enemy, Hisen smiled. Blue Flames small but growing, cast an eerie glow around her.

"Come," Hisen said, inviting her next opponent. "Let me drown you in your own blood."

Defensive Storm

The Inmen and Mochida families could trace their lineage back to the age of samurai. There was pride, there was honor.

Kensuke was raised no different than Hisen. But unlike his cousin, it was expected for him to continue the family legacy, learning the family swordsmanship style. He was the heir; he was firstborn son. This was expected.

But Kensuke was not like Hisen.

He was no battle genius like Hisen who took to fighting like a duck did to water. He shared no love for battle. He wasn't even sure if he really liked fighting.

With his shinai in hand, he guarded Akemi as best as he could. Unlike Hisen who darted from opponent to opponent with a trail of blue Flames following her deadly dance, Kensuke couldn't even light his Storm Flames outside of a few precious seconds, using it mainly to fend off the Flame attacks thrown his way.

Sweat rolled down his forehead, Kensuke wondered subconsciously why he was here. It was so ingrained to follow Hisen's shadow. Slowly, the tip of shinai dropped as he faltered.

(It would be years later, after his hands are drenched in blood that Kensuke would wonder where was the honor in what he did. By then, it would be too late.)

Dull Sun

If you asked Kaori why she had come to a warehouse full of enemies that could potentially kill her, her answer would be simple: "Ienari-kun asked me to."

It didn't really matter who they were, what they did wrong or even if they were dangerous. All that mattered to her was that Ienari had wanted her to come along, had given his attention to her (for however brief a moment) and valued what she had to offer.

Sure, offensively she had little to no attacks. Her strange ability with food could only do so much and it seemed not everyone was susceptible to her poisonous grape tarts. (Of course that assumed she could hit people with said tarts.) At best, she could only hide behind Mochida-senpai and feed him her chocolate chip cookies to increase his speed and heal his meager wounds with her new Sun Flames.

"C'mon Mochida-senpai," Kaori whined as she saw the Kendo Captain falter once more. "Ienari-kun is expecting us to pull our weight!"

She didn't really care what Mochida was doing, only that she had no real means to attack without Mochida.

All that really mattered to Kaori was Ienari's praise and attention.

Bounded Cloud

Fuun didn't care what the others were doing. He drove a kunai through another enemy's throat, not even stopping to check if they were dead. He trusted his skills far too much.

He moved like the shadow he was, propagating his kunais. Despite being the youngest of everyone present, he was also the one with the most experience. This was nothing new, the killing and the bloodlust.

"Koujin!"

Fuun looked to see Ienari pointing to Akemi and Mochida who were surrounded by enemies. Huffing, Fuun threw ten kunais in their direction, eliminating the threats.

He followed it up by dashing across the field and slashing the enemy that was sneaking up on Ienari.

"Thanks," Ienari said.

Fuun shrugged. He had an investment to protect. Agreeing to be Ienari's Cloud Guardian would bind his family to Vongola and take them to new levels of greatness.

Lazy Lightning

Of everyone present, Hachirou was the one who lingered behind. He took care of the remaining enemies, the ones that managed to survive Koujin and Hisen's rampage. Lightning Flames turned out to be a great makeshift stun gun it seemed.

Hachirou wasn't all that invested in this fight. He was here because Ienari was his best friend and Hachirou always provided backup for Ienari. Really though, he found this tedious at best.

Sluggishly, he followed after his friend, careful not draw unnecessary attention to himself.

Dark Mist

Hideki was calm and level headed. For a civilian teenager who had no previous exposure to the mafia, much less possessed any fighting ability, this was remarkable of him. Still, his brush flickered, casting elements into life. He mixed it with his indigo colored Flames, thwarting and confusing his enemies.

Cold and methodical, Hideki carried through with Ienari's plan with ease. It was a straightforward plan. Learning about the mafia was a surprise, but for Hideki who was use the shady world of politics it was just another shadow he was learning to absorb.

He couldn't stop the razor sharp grin that spread across his face at the thought of a whole another chessboard to learn.

Powerful Sky

Ienari and Tsuna were twins. This was an undisputed fact.

For all that they were unalike, there was no denying that in his own way, Ienari was a strong Sky. Their methods were contrasting and they attracted different people into their scope of influences, but ultimately Ienari had the potential to be as strong as Tsuna. Nono's seal might set Ienari back when it came to terms of Dying Will Flames, however it was nothing that time couldn't help fix.

It should be remembered that while Tsuna was average at best in terms of academics and even sports, Ienari on the other hand was a top student. He was not a battle genius like Hisen or Hibari nor was he a genius with an IQ over 180 like Hideki or Gokudera. He did have sheer determination and a single mind focus.

That was why, despite Reborn's initial calculations, Ienari's bo staff was lit with the orange Sky Flames.

'Stronger, stronger!' Ienari's mind chanted over and over.

As the last opponent went down, Ienari smugly surveyed the damaged he and his friends had caused. All 60 enemies were down, some dead at the hands of Hisen and Fuun, but Ienari couldn't bring himself to care. He was going to be a mafia don; the path was going to be bloodstained.

But as long as that path lead to power, it would be worth it in the end.

Territorial

Kyoko was not a normal Cloud. Not quite. Not like Kyoya who fit the description to a T. She was not aloof; she enjoyed her friends and family too much. She was not unbound; she willing bond herself to Tsuna, to her brother, to Hana, to everyone she cared about. She didn't crave the fight; she didn't mind fighting, didn't mind the bloodlust, but she never went out of her way to look for a fight. She even got along perfectly fine with her personal Mist counterpart. Chrome was amazing and Kyoko would fight anyone who disagreed with her. (Chrome was hers, Kyoya-senpai. HERS. Kyoko found Chrome first.)

But like all Clouds, Kyoko was territorial. (This was part of the reason why Alaude was so baffled that there were two strong Clouds in Namimori. Normally they would have either torn each other apart or one would have submitted to the other.)

It probably helped that Kyoko and Kyoya were territorial about different things. Kyoya was territorial about Namimori in general, giving little thought to the herbivores that lived in the area. Kyoko was territorial about people, especially about the people she cared about.

Their friends were the only place they overlapped. Kyoko and Kyoya had long come to an agreement that it was better to work together instead of apart. Without the two of them, their friends wouldn't last the week, especially Tsuna.

(For their Sky, the world would burn if only Tsuna asked.)

In the mafia world, there was a rule that you never purposely provoke a Cloud. Never. The resulting destruction was never worth it. It was almost on par with insulting a Sky. It was stupid, suicidal and never to be done unless you knew without an absolute doubt that you could win against said Cloud. It was no different when applied to Kyoko and Kyoya.

Kyoko was territorial about people she cared about.

She cared about Haru and I-pin.

The Triad just kidnapped Haru and I-pin.

Kyoko was beyond provoked. She was pissed and there was going to be blood once she found the people responsible.

"Kyoko," Hana said. Her voice was firm, stern, caution, gentle and resigned all at once.

Kyoko pulled back the bloodlust long enough to look at the trail of bodies she was leaving behind. Hana followed after her, protecting Kyoko's back like she always did. The coppery taste of blood in the air did little to sate Kyoko's bloodlust. Two of her precious people was still missing and Kyoko wasn't going to rest until she saw Haru and I-pin safe and sound.

Hana looked at her, a touch concerned. Kyoko knew her viciousness often made Hana uncomfortable (it was why Kyoko never really cut loose when Hana was around).

"We're no close to finding Haru and I-pin," Kyoko said sourly. She had promised, never again, never would she left the people she loved and cared about get hurt. It was times like this that reminded her how she would always fail because it was never enough. (Never strong enough, never able to prevent, never able to stop, always stuck to reacting, but being preventive would be stiffening and would wilt the very people she was trying to protect.)

"No, but it looks like we're about to find out," Hana said, pointing to the sky.

Flying towards them was a green falcon.

"Meishi!" Kyoko said.

Meishi chirped, gliding down to settle down on Hana's offered arm.

"Hi!" Meishi said in a bright voice; her chirps translating into words that both Kyoko and Hana had learned to hear. "I found Haru and I-pin."

"Lead the way, Meishi," Kyoko said. "We'll get them back."

Regrouping

"Shajiku no Ame!"

Duality of two voices, young and old rang, followed by a surge of Rain Flames, knocking out their opponents.

"There are more than usual," Tsuyoshi said, looking around the twenty or so Triad members they had managed to knock out.

"Yeah," Takeshi agreed. Shigure Kintoki flickering back to its default bamboo form. "It's weird that Neesan would let it get out of control like this."

"That we haven't seen her is cause for concern too," Tsuyoshi said. Ayame would normally be in the heart of this fight. She would also be running communications as well and yet they were still moving disjointed and blind.

"Takeshi!"

Takeshi looked up to see Tsuna flying towards them. Tsuna touched down, orange Flames and all. Reborn sitting on Tsuna's shoulder, face betraying none of his emotions. Tsuna on the other hand, eyes orange and worried, looked at Takeshi and asked, "Is everything alright?"

Takeshi didn't hesitate. He had dealt with Tsuna's disappearances far too often and swept Tsuna into a tight hug. Finally, Takeshi could breathe a little easier at the simple knowledge that the most troublesome member of their group of friends was safe and sound.

There would not be a repeat of the Kyoto Spring Trip.

"Takeshi," Tsuna said, returning the hug. "Is Haru and I-pin alright?"

Takeshi pulled away. Frowning, he said, "I don't know? None of the girls are answering. We were on our way to check on Kyoya-senpai since we figured the Triads would target him first. I know he can take care of himself, but the numbers of enemies we're encountering is rather high."

"Has this happen before?" Reborn asked.

"Once," Tsuyoshi said. "But never with this many. Usually a small group sneaks in and Ayame is enough to scramble them and leaving them confused and deceived as to what they saw in Namimori."

"She's a Mist user?" Reborn asked.

"No," Tsuna said. "She knows Engetsu."

Takeshi's gaze sharpened as a look of understanding flashed across Reborn's face. When had the kid met Engetsu? He filed it away, something to discuss with Ayame later on.

A chill ran down Takeshi's spine, his instinct screaming at him. Before he could do anything, Tsuna had already moved. Orange Flames flooded the area, burning the barrage of arrows that just rained down on them.

Following up Tsuna's attack, Takeshi stepped forward. Shigure Kintoki flickering back into its sword form, gleaming. "Sakamaku Ame!" he shouted, summoning a wall of Rain Flames to deflect the swing of a meteor hammer.

"There are three of them," Tsuyoshi said.

"Five," Tsuna corrected. "Three archers, one with the meteor hammer and one who hasn't revealed themselves. More are on the way, probably."

"They're not holding back," Reborn remarked. "These are some high level opponents."

"It was bound to happen," Tsuyoshi said. "We've been pulling the wool over their eyes for far too long. I'm surprised it took them this long to figure it out."

Takeshi laughed. "We can handle this," he said confidently. "How hard can it be compared to the Death March?"

Tsuna looked at him miserably. "If we're comparing it to the Death March, we've already passed the Kyoto Spring Trip threshold, Takeshi," Tsuna said exasperatedly.

"What's the Death March?" Reborn asked Tsuyoshi.

Tsuyoshi shook his head. "A training trip that well, the kids came out stronger, but sometimes I wonder what I was thinking agreeing to it. Ayame was there to make sure that they didn't kill each other or die, but as the name implied it wasn't exactly an easy training trip."

Tsuna sighed once more. "I'll take care of the archers. I have the ranged attacks and flight ability for that. Takeshi, Tsuyoshi-san can you two handle the meteor hammer user?"

Both Takeshi and Tsuyoshi nodded.

Tsuna turned to Reborn. "Do you want the unknown or to come with me, Reborn?" Tsuna asked.

"I'll take care of the unknown," Reborn said. Leon transformed, falling into familiar gun form.

"Be careful Tsuna," Takeshi said.

"You too."

Gold and Silver

"Impossible," Yin spat out. She kneeled to the ground, chest heaving. Jin laid some distance away, unconscious. Their qiangs laid broken, shattered in pieces at the raw power they had come up against them.

Standing before her, looming down at them, Kyoya scoffed. This hadn't been a challenge at all.

"Impressive Kyoya," Fon murmured in his ear. "You've gotten much stronger since the last time we've sparred."

It had been two years since Fon sparred properly against Kyoya in a serious match. It was amazing to see how much he had grown in those two years. It would be sooner, rather than later that Kyoya would be able to stand on equal ground with him.

Kyoya grunted in irritation.

Fon jumped down from Kyoya's shoulder. "Now," he said. "Won't you tell me who is behind this?"

"What does it matter?" Yin sneered. "You may have won this battle, but the war is far from over."

"I won't let you touch Kyoya," Fon said fiercely.

"Which makes your student the perfect substitute," Yin said smug.

Both Kyoya and Fon growled. Fon jumped forward, knocking Yin to her back. "Where is she?" Fon asked, pacifier glowing an ugly red and the pressure of the area dropping into a choking heat. Gone was the gentle eye of the storm and here was the storm's rage.

Fear reflected in Yin's brown eyes. All confidence she had was broken "A building, two miles from here, near the river," she choked out.

"If anything happens to anyone under my protection, I will destroy the Triad," Fon vowed. This had gone far enough. He had already lost his mother and sister to the Triad's games. He had spent years in fear that his nephew would be next. He would not lose I-pin to them.

"This way Carnivore," Kyoya said.

Fon followed after this nephew. He had a student to rescue.

Father and Son

Despite being retired, Tsuyoshi was still a gifted swordsman. It left him with great pride at how far Takeshi had come. With Takeshi's original obsession with baseball and his own bloodied past, Tsuyoshi was perfectly comfortable with the idea of Shigure Soen Ryu dying with him.

That had changed with Takeshi meeting Tsuna. Tsuyoshi owned Tsuna a debt of gratitude. The friendship offered, the coping after Takeshi's own attempt at his life, the insightful trip to France, Tsuna had brought back the real smile on Takeshi's face, allowing his son to settle as a person.

Then came the reality of Tsuna's life, the dark underworld that Tsuyoshi thought he had escaped, and the brilliant madness that was Ayame. Suddenly Takeshi had a goal, something he wanted to protect. With that in mind, Takeshi had wanted to learn Shigure Soen Ryu.

Tsuyoshi had decided then to teach Takeshi.

"Shibuki Ame!" Tsuyoshi shouted, using the wind generated to veer the meteor hammer off its course.

"Tsubame no Kuchibashi!" Takeshi shouted. He rapidly thrust forward multiple times, each slash flying at the attacker like a flock of sparrows.

Tsuyoshi grinned. He truly was proud of his son.

Targeting System

Up in the air, Tsuna flew, dodging barrage of arrows. He had already pinpointed two archers; the third one should reveal themselves soon. There! "Weapon Form," he said. His four golden swords materialized. It was a good thing there were only three archers. If there had been more than five, Tsunayoshi would have had more trouble.

"Raito Reiji!"

Three of his swords flew, firing off the beams of light at the locations Tsuna had pinpointed. With the archers taken care of, he landed back on the ground.

"Where's Reborn?" Tsuna asked.

Reborn popped out of nowhere. "The unknown opponent has been taken care of," he said smugly, adjusting his fedora.

"I just got a call from Kyoya-senpai," Takeshi said. "He and Fon are fine. They have I-pin and Haru's location."

"Did he say where?" Tsunayoshi asked warily. Knowing Kyoya though, the answer was probably no.

"Nope!"

Tsuna sighed. It was just like Kyoya to run off to a fight without any backup. Fon was at least with him, but Tsuna doubted the Storm Arcobaleno was in any mindset to hold his nephew back. Not with I-pin on the line.

"Then let's go back to my house and find Meishi," Tsuna said. "I'm still worried that I haven't heard from anyone else. Neesan isn't answering her phone, nor are Kyoko-chan or Hana. We should check Neesan's place too. I don't know what happened to Chrome either."

Tsuyoshi nodded. "That sounds like a good idea. Ayame's place first, then yours."

Tsuna took a deep breath and tried to relax. Hyper Intuition was no longer ringing as loudly as before and he took as a sign that despite whatever danger Haru and I-pin were in, someone was already assisting.

He hoped the rest of his friends were safe as well.

Riverside

A battle raged on the riverside.

A clash of metal against metal, of blue, purple, and red Flames.

"Impressive," Mao said. He held his Jian out in front of him, poised to attack. "I couldn't imagine there were two powerful warriors here in Namimori."

"Where is Haru and I-pin?" Kyoko demanded.

Kyoko and Hana followed Meishi to an empty building. It was scheduled to be demolished in the next couple months, currently only facing delays to prevent it. So it wasn't much of a surprise that the Triad had decided to take it over in the meantime to use it as a base.

They hadn't gotten far before Mao had found them. Kyoko had to admit the man was good. She didn't dare go full out, not in the middle of Namimori. Hana struggled to keep up as well. They probably had more raw power, but in the face of his greater experience, it was an even match.

"As if I would tell you that," Mao said. He raised his Jian to the sky. "Mizu no Maki!"

Hana darted forward, naginata spinning. "Hajikeru Honoo!" she called out. Her Storm Flames sliced through Mao's attack. Kyoko followed, firing off several bullets that buried themselves into the ground behind Mao.

"Tired?" Mao mocked. "Your aim is drifting."

Kyoko merely let her Cloud Flames build up at the tip of her guns. She let them fly. "Doshaburi!"

Mao jumped back, coating the attack in Rain Flames to veer it off course. He smirked. "You're making this too easy."

"I could say the same thing," Kyoko said. "Kibaku Jirai!"

The ground around Mao exploded violently. Each bullet Kyoko had buried in the ground behind him, the ground Mao had jumped backwards on, had turned into a mini explosion.

The dust settled, revealing a badly injured Mao. His left arm hung uselessly, blood dripping down his fingers. His clothes burnt and torn. "How?" he snarled, his calm composure finally gone.

"You got more to worry about than that," Hana said. She slammed the butt of her naginata into the ground. "Ganchūrō!"

Pillars of earth rose from the ground, surrounding Mao, trapping him in place.

Meanwhile, Kyoko jumped into the air, her guns shifting back to her sniper as energy began to build on the tip. It pulsed, an orb of red, orange and black. "Shotto Bomu!" she shouted, firing off the attack.

Mao looked at horror as the attack flew at him, unable to escape. Kyoko landed to the ground as the explosion engulfed the area. It cleared, leaving a giant crater. Nothing was left.

"Sometimes," Hana said, letting her naginata return to her pendent form, "I worry how easily you can do that."

Kyoko pursed her lips. She understood Hana's concern. The idea of killing someone use to horrify her, until it became very clear to Kyoko that no one else was going to do the courtesy of same honor of fighting until defeat. Between protecting her friends and the life of an enemy, it was an easy choice. Perhaps the fact that Kyoko's ability left no body behind, completely vaporized, didn't impact Kyoko as much.

Still, Ryohei, Hana and Tsuna were the only ones of the original group who had yet to kill anyone. Kyoko and Kyoya, as the strongest and always the first to battle, it had come sooner than later. Kyoya had probably taken his first kill at even younger age than what he was willing to admit. Kyoko and Takeshi had found it necessary during the chaos that was the Kyoko Spring Trip.

Everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong during the Kyoko Spring Trip. As much fun as they make of the trip, it was equally horrifying as well. Still, better to treat it with cheer than wallow in misery over something that couldn't be prevented. It had been an exciting chaotic trip and Kyoko liked that they could laugh about it and tease each other about it. Truthfully, they had yet to land in a situation that was as strange and weird as the Kyoko Spring Trip again.

"Carnivore."

Kyoko looked to see Kyoya had arrived with Fon in tow.

"You're late, senpai," she lightly teased. "We already took care of the idiot who kidnapped Haru and I-pin."

He looked at the crater and gave her a razor sharp grin. "Good."

"Hey, we still have to find them," Hana shouted. Meishi was settled on her shoulder.

Kyoko agreed. Haru and I-pin first.

The four of them cleared out the entire building, removing whatever leftover Triad members they had discovered as they went.

Finally, they opened the last door to find an unconscious Haru and anxious I-pin locked inside.

"Shisho!" I-pin shouted.

Fon hugged his student. "I-pin, are you alright?" he asked, worried.

I-pin nodded, but Kyoko could already see the bruises around I-pin's wrists and the cut lip. No, definitely not alright. Her Cloud instincts bristled and it was a shame she couldn't kill the man responsible again.

"Home?" I-pin asked.

"Let's go," Kyoko said gently.

At least this nightmare was finally over.

Bilingual Bonus:

Tsubame no Kuchibashi - This Beccata di Rondine (just with it's Japanese name instead)

Raito Reiji - Light Rage

Mizu no Maki - Coil of Water

Hajikeru Honoo - Flame Burst

Doshaburi - Cloud Burst

Kibaku Jirai - Explosive Landmines

Ganchūrō - Pillar Prison

Shotto Bomu - Shot Bomb

And that brings an end to the Triad Arc.

The fight scenes are over! -cheers- I don't know why I keep doing that to myself. Ahaha. Ienari's Guardians, the foils to Tsuna's friends, foil to the original idea of a Vongola Guardian was. Hideki is probably the closest to a Mist Guardian, but Hisen doesn't calm people, Kensukue doesn't want to be relentless, Kaori doesn't use her own body, Fuun binds himself, and Hachirou doesn't draw attention to himself. Ienari has always had the potential to be strong, it's all he wants.

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