A/N: See the bottom for Author's Note's, please.

Chapter Summary: Reborn has a midlife crisis, someone new is introduced and tea is drunken.

The newly bonded Sky and Sun spend several days in the suite, getting to know one another, opening up about their past before Reborn felt their bond was stable enough for them to leave the suite, between needing time to digest her life story and their bonding as Sky and Sun, it had involved several therapeutic crying sessions which he wholeheartedly approved of if it gave her clarity of mind. He had a horrendous feeling that she had not been given any kind of counseling regarding any of the traumatic situations she had found herself in and it had left him seething in rage. He had needed several days just to get over all of the shock and revelations she had put him through - and he now had a personal hit list to target when he had free time and she had other Guardians to guard her back from trouble.

His eye twitched at the thought, he didn't want to share her with others - even if rationally he knew he needed to. He enjoyed the time, spending hours lost together and talking, getting to know one another, and having the time and space to bond as people not just as flames had been key. He knew, once he trained with her, got her up to speed, she would be one of the strongest flames if not strongest skies the mafioso had ever had the misfortune of seeing. He knew that it would be something he would have to make a priority over several hits he had lined up - her safety was paramount and if she attracted trouble the way she obviously had during her teenage years, he had a lot to cover to keep her safe and his sanity intact. Despite not starting the hardcore training yet, he had already begun working with her on some small training tactics that he knew worked for every flame type - he was just incredibly lucky that she had a vast amount of control for someone who hadn't even realized that she had flames.

He still wasn't sure how she went so long from being active without being hunted by a Famiglia though he supposed that her being the new Head of the Nero famiglia had something to do with it. The famiglia was notorious for producing absolute Storms and Clouds, with the occasional Rain but to have a Sky lead them, one of the blood. That would boost their standing significantly and he could already see the headache that would be causing in the future.

He glanced down at the suit he was currently wearing it had arrived, he wasn't sure when considering he never saw the maid leave the suite, but she had somehow managed to procure several changes in clothing including almost identical copies of his suit as well as loose clothing and pajamas. It all fit him perfectly too, right down to the inseam and Reborn had to hand it to the maid for going above and beyond expectations, though it did explain why Harry had such nice clothing despite the personality of one who did not care what they wore in the slightest.

Reborn had a funny feeling that Winky - what an atrocious name, not that he would ever physically say anything - had supplied the Skies' entire wardrobe probably without her knowing and he mentally tipped his hat off towards the maid. A powerful and subtle move, one he wholeheartedly agreed with. Harry deserved to be dressed in the finest of clothes, she deserved to be bathed in gold and riches. He could already see that his Sky did not like things too fancy, preferred a more down-to-earth realism that he could also appreciate for its practicality.

Their plan for the day was simple - Reborn felt too uncomfortable staying long term in a place that he hadn't already set up protections in place and Harry had grown weary of the town after being kidnapped so they planned on getting a little shopping in, with Reborn escorting and guarding her, Winky would pack the suite up and then they would all head to the condo safe house he had set up not too far away. He'd already ordered a car to be delivered to the front of the hotel in two hours' time.

The Hitman held out his arm for her, feeling pride when she eagerly curled her own hand around the crook of his elbow and allowed him to escort her out of the suite. They were going to go for a small walk around the area before heading back to the suite to check out. Reborn had a meeting with the other Arcobelano a few days further in Italy and he wanted to have a secure location for her to hide prior to the start of the meeting and the subsequent mission that Luce would inevitably dump on them.

Still, he would not begrudge the young woman a chance to go browsing in the market, especially with someone who spoke Italian fluently who could not only translate but also inform her of interesting facts about the products. It had a certain civility to it that Reborn hadn't felt for probably most of his life but he couldn't deny that he was looking forward to spending time with her. He had never felt parental over someone before but he imagined that if he would ever become a father, he would feel like this.

Teddy took up a majority of her time, not that Reborn could fault either of them for it, he just had to get used to sharing - though it certainly helped to have the baby shifting his hair or eyes to match his own - even memorably popping up with his sideburns and Reborn could almost imagine that he had a family - could imagine Harry as his precious daughter or sister and Teddy as his grandchild or even his nephew. Perhaps nephew because he wasn't old enough to have a grandchild. He was only in his thirties after all. He also had never realized that he could be jealous of an infant before - though that was before he realized that him witnessing her covering the baby in her flames to soothe him was a regular practice and he had sulked for a while until she had finally noticed and had begun to coat him in it as well. It always resulted in making him feel like a puddle of goo like he had just received the best massage of his life.

He cleared his throat, glancing over at her in a sundress that was a soft, yellow that was his color, and leaned over to place a gentle kiss on her head before he led her to the elevator. He could definitely portray the older brother, she was like family, or at least, more of one than his own had ever been and he could see where he would develop a sister complex with her, she was so much better than any little peon. She was so far out of everyone's league that no one was worthy of her. "Is there anywhere, in particular, you want to visit first?" He asked, leading her out of the hotel once they descended to the main floor.

"I want to see everything the market has to offer." She said.

He chuckled, nodding once in answer before asking, "Tell me more about this Luna of yours. She sounds like quite the character."

Harry laughed, "Yes, she is definitely very unique, but I love that about her. She sees the world in ways that others don't but, I've never met a more honest person in my entire life." She smiled sweetly at the thought, "I would love to have her come visit sometime. Ron and Hermione are currently enjoying their vacation so I don't want to bother them on it, but Luna is always up for exploring new countries." She rubbed absentmindedly at her chest, before her eyes landed on the first booth in the market and she quickly drew distracted by the hubbub of the market life, rushing here to there, enjoying the banter with the shopkeepers, even with Reborn translating.

Reborn, though, he wasn't the World's Greatest Hitman just for his good looks and sharp wit. He had noted the gesture she made, stored away the information for a later talk, and continued on with their exploration of the marketplace. It was while they were browsing that he allowed Harry to walk further ahead of him. He wanted her to have some space without feeling completely overwhelmed by his presence. He had a feeling that she was a Cloudy Sky under all her orange and he certainly did not want her to feel chained down or oppressed by him every moment of the day. He could already see them butting heads in the future about it, with her feeling constrained about having her independence taken away from her.

He was enjoying watching her explore the market, taking in the sights, trying the different local foods, and just genuinely enjoying her experience as a tourist. He couldn't stop the slight stiffening as he was joined by another person, who merely joined him in watching her try some Italian ice. "What are you doing here?" Reborn asked softly, not drawing attention to the man next to him as he lowered his hat slightly.

To his credit, the man remained unflappable as he inclined his head in answer, "I was finishing up a job when I felt your flames nearby and I decided to come visit." A soft, serene expression showed as he tucked his hands in the sleeves of his red cheongshan¹, looking for all the world to see as a man with no worries. Reborn admired and hated his level of control of his emotions, especially considering he was a Storm and they were as volatile as can be. "She has a very strong Qi for someone untrained," Fon observed quietly, not letting his voice carry over the din of the market.

"She will be a force of nature once she learns to harness it." Reborn agreed, staring at his Sky as she glanced over at him, beaming in happiness. He watched her eyes flick over to his companion standing next to him, a light flush coating her cheeks that both he and his fellow Arcobeleno found charming by the sudden soft hum the Storm emitted. She seemed to come to some realization before she nervously glanced away, finishing paying for the sweet treat she was holding, and made her way back to him.

Reborn found himself glancing over at the other man, noting the Storm's personal interest at his Sky with an almost clinical thought. Despite how controlled the Storm was, he couldn't hide the way his eyes became half-lidded or the way they seemed to spark with life as she approached. He hadn't thought that he would have to worry about men being interested in her just quite yet, he thought he would have some time to come to terms with the fact that he would spend the rest of his life, beating others away from her or simply shooting them for daring to breathe the same air as his beloved Sky.

Her pure happiness with spending time in the marketplace had her radiating her harmony around her and easily drawing and capturing the attention of the Storm. Teaching her to keep a tight leash on her flames became a stronger priority for him, if she was unintentionally enticing the World's Strongest Storm, the little minnows around the world would have absolutely nothing stopping them from enamored with her as well and giving him a bigger headache. He should probably look into helping her collect her other elements as quickly as possible if only so he could train them until he deemed them Acceptable and it would give him more backup in protecting her from the unscrupulous masses. "If she is strong enough to hold me, she is strong enough to hold the hurricane of a storm you are."

The Storm merely paused in his humming, seemed to think over what he said before he continued the humming without saying a word. Reborn nodded at the young woman, holding his arm out to her again as she stepped closer. The Sky accepted it easily, allowing him to draw her in closer to him, to safety, before gesturing over at the other man. "This is Fon, an acquaintance of mine. He is a Storm. Fon, this is Hariel, my Sky."

Fon bowed low in greeting, braid falling to rest over his shoulder as he stood back up. "It is wonderful to make your acquaintance, Tiānkōng²."

Harry blinked up at him, mouthing something under her breath that Reborn doesn't catch before she bowed low in answer and replied in crisp Mandarin, "Nín hǎo³."

Fon blinks, momentarily stunned before a soft, pleased smile spreads across his face, "Xiàwǔ hǎo." He greeted her.

Reborn blinked in surprise, he didn't know that she spoke Chinese, in fact, he was pretty sure she didn't know the language. His brow crinkled for a moment before he smoothed out his expression to be blank. He would leave that thought process for later when he had time to digest everything, instead, he would focus on now as he watched Harry flush at the attention Fon was giving her.

Despite his possessive nature, he didn't feel intimidated having Fon approach his Sky, instead, he felt like... He straightened as he realized what he was feeling, shooting a glance over to the Storm to see him staring back at him. He was the first element, and her right hand, it was considered polite flame etiquette to receive approval from the first to court a Sky. It allowed better harmony between elements as if they got along, it allowed an easier transitioning time for the Sky. Reborn inclined his head, answering Fon's unspoken question. He would give the storm permission to court her as her Storm.

Fon's reputation precedes him, and Reborn knows that for the man to dominate the entire Chinese underground, he would have to be not only an impressive fighter but one who unquestionably dominated the entire Underground Fight scene. If someone needed an Enforcer, someone to intimidate or to be put in a difficult situation, he would be the man to call. He would be a good fit for Harry, Reborn thought, Fon wasn't someone who would force a situation; instead, he was a good mediator, but he wouldn't allow it to pass a threshold before he would annihilate anyone who attempted to circumvent the rules of engagement. He was honorable, even for an enforcer - with a terrifying reputation to back up his hard-earned skills.

Harry looked up at Reborn, glancing at him from under her thick lashes and he grunted, looking away just as quickly. "Madre di Dio," he whispered under his breath, she was going to put him in an early grave. She was far too precious for her own good. He was a dignified man with a terrifying reputation that had mafiosa shaking in their boots and he should not be so easily swayed by his Sky looking absolutely adorable, he refused to accept it.

Fon chuckled lightly, face radiating amusement from their interaction. "I am delighted to make your acquaintance today."

Harry glanced over at him, flushing lightly, as she demurely looked down at her feet, "I am pleased to meet you as well."

"Do you care for tea?" He asked, tilting his head in curiosity.

Harry's eyes lit up in surprise, "Is there a good tea house nearby you could recommend?"

Fon smiled, "I do in fact have one that I enjoy visiting if you would care to visit the establishment with me."

A shy smile spread across her face as she stepped towards Fon, "I've needed a good cuppa. May I ask, what is your favorite?"

"I prefer a warm cup of oolong tea, myself. What is yours?" Fon asked, leading the way down the sidewalks and away from the marketplace. Reborn followed quietly behind them, giving the two space to talk and get to know each other.

"I prefer Darjeeling, but only the first flush or Assam. Though I am good with just about any kind of tea - I try not to be too picky." Harry flushed brighter when Fon raised a hand to brush some flyaway strands of hair behind her.

"Tea is always better in good company than it is alone," Fon commented.

"I do enjoy drinking tea with friends." Harry shared.

Making small talk, their trip was short and they arrived at a small hole-in-the-wall establishment where Fon led the trio to a table after talking with the host quietly. The waiter arrived at their table with three cups of tea already prepared as Fon had ordered for the three of them when he spoke with the host.

Harry couldn't deny the small groan of appreciation at the taste of the tea once she tried it, oblivious to the startled - from Reborn - and interested - from Fon - reactions she received from her tablemates as she hummed lightly, enjoying the taste of the blend. Winky was a dear, she was absolutely fantastic at caring for Teddy, being mindful of needs by her people but she just didn't have the right touch with tea.

She could make a passable cup but she didn't enjoy the taste of tea, and it was always very apparent. But this cup had been made by someone who knew their blends, enjoyed the brewing and taste of it. It made the experience much more enjoyable and she could feel her body relax in her chair at the familiar taste. That had been one downside of leaving Britain, no where else was as obsessed with tea and she didn't want to hurt Winky's feelings by ordering tea and having it delivered to her room.

"May I inquire," Fon asked, sipping his own tea, "As to why you are so far from home?"

Harry glanced over at him, taking a moment to savor the sip of tea she just had before she answered, "Well, I found myself desperately in need of a change of scenery after some...eventful circumstances." She hedged around the answer before staring at him and asking, "And yourself?"

"I am here on a business trip," Fon replied, eye smiling at her as he refilled his cup of tea with the pot that the waiter had dropped off. "Have you and Reborn been bonded for long?" Fon asked, seemingly ignoring the Sun who instead, had his phone out texting. For all that the Hitman seemed to not be paying attention, Fon had a feeling that he could pull his gun out and shoot someone in less than three seconds. The man had been terrifying in their previous encounters, and Fon knew that if it came to a showdown, it would be a close call on who would win.

"We bonded together only a few days ago," Harry said.

"Have you ever been to China?" Fon asked, gazing at her over his tea.

"No, but I've seen pictures and movies on the telly when I was younger. I'm sure it's an absolutely beautiful country."

"If you ever decide to go, I would love to give you a tour of my homeland." Fon offered, smile widening from small and discreet to pleased as she nodded her assent.

"Thank you for the offer, Fon. I'll take you up on it."

Reborn cleared his throat, looking up from his phone. "We should be heading back now."

Harry nodded in agreement once she looked at the time on his phone and realized that they had already been out for two hours. "Can we meet again?" Harry asked, glancing over at Fon to see him visibly preening at her attention.

"Nothing would delight me more than to do so," Fon answered, getting up out of his chair. The Sky stood up as well, feeling nervous as the man walked closer before pausing within her space, giving her ample time to move away. When she didn't, he leaned forward before placing a light kiss to her cheek. He lingered for a moment, gazing at her before he sighed softly and stepped back away from her. "Until the next time we meet." He murmured before he left some lira on the table and walked out.

Harry watched him leave before she glanced at Reborn wide-eyed, "That was," she paused for the right word, "intense."

Reborn laughed wholeheartedly, pulling her to his side and leading her out of the tea shop and to begin making their way to the hotel. "You haven't seen anything yet, my dear."

A/N: Literately, I have never before been so overwhelmed by the outpour of support from everyone. I have cried several times from how wonderful the reviews and comments have been, I could not have asked for anything more. Thank you all.

This chapter and the next, I wrote in the span of 4 days. It's literally because everyone inspired me so much for this - I cannot even believe it. After chapter 4, I have some outtakes prewritten up, but I haven't started chapter 5 yet. I just wanted to surprise you all with 3 and 4 as a thank you.

To those who asked: my son has recovered and I'm so beyond thankful that he managed to fight off and recover from this, we are one of the lucky ones and I count my blessings every day for it. He is back to normal and full of energy.

So, to summarise, chapter 3 and 4 is a gift to you all.

Translations:

Cheongshan - traditional male Chinese clothing

Tiānkōng - Sky

Nín hǎo - Hello

xiàwǔ hǎo - Good afternoon