More Arcobaleno? by LoveToRead15

Disclaimer: I Don't own Katekyo Hitman Reborn or the lyrics.

Summary: Rumors have been circulating around the mafia about another group of Arcobaleno, turns out there's some truth to the rumors, checker-face has struck again.

"Some Legends are told

Some turn to dust or to gold

But you will remember me,

Remember me, for centuries.

Just one mistake

Is all it will take

We'll go down in history."

-Centuries by Fall Out Boys

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They were gathered.

Seven young teenagers found themselves together in a small establishment, neither of them talked to each other, almost all of them were too weary of the other to be comfortable.

A raven haired Japanese teenager stood by the door of the restaurant, his grey eyes surveyed the others in the room, the teen wore an overcoat with a red armband that read: Disciplinary Committee. The dangerous teen had a reputation for being violent when upholding the law or when someone annoyed him enough to be disposed off.

An indigo haired young man sat at the end of the table, tapping his fingers in the chair, once in a while he would say something, in an attempt to rile someone up, but no one paid any heed, well, the grey eyed teen did. He was well known to be a smooth talker, someone who shouldn't be trifled with, a rising lawyer, and if the rumors were any indication, a very dangerous one.

Across the room a silverette teen sat at the right of the rectangle table, his green eyes never strayed from the mathematical report he was reading, and every now and then he would look up to the brunette sitting at the head of the table. He had a reputation for being a genius, surpassing the greatest mathematician of all time, well, with the probable exemption of someone named reborn, but still he was considered to be a modern day, Albert Einstein.

A Japanese looking young teen sat at the left of the of the rectangle, he wore a baseball uniform, and constantly threw up the ball only to catch it minutes later, the young athlete was a well known figure in the sport industry, as an up and coming baseball star. Already, the teen was breaking records previously thought impossible.

There was a young man in the corner of the room, who appeared to punching nothing, but air, every once in a while he would exclaim the word 'Extreme'.

The youngest person in the room was a dark haired, green eyed, thirteen year old, and even though he was young, he kept resembling a gun before putting it back together, every now and then he would reach into his pocket and unwrap a candy. The young boy was the sole heir to the weapon company his grandfather owned, he himself was known to be very proficient with a gun.

The brunette sitting at the head of the table was reading a report, he was the only one who appeared to be calm, his trouble shooting skills were legendary, among business owners, he worked under his adoptive father, who was an owner of the fourth biggest corporation in the country(Italy) business.

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As time passed on, they became acquainted to one another, enough that from time to time they would begin initiate a conversation of some kind, never private of course, just about things in general.

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They stared at their hands, no one was able to say anything, nor were they in any state to stop the hooded man from leaving.

They were babies . . .

The first one to burst into tears was a fluffy haired, brown eyed baby, who held onto an orange colored pacifier.. His papa was going to kill him!

All the others took a moment to regroup himself, the only one not affected as hard as the other was a baby with the brightest green eyes, whose hair was styled in an Afro, and wore a green pacifier on his neck. Perhaps it was because he was the youngest of the group.

After some time, all of them decided to travel together, even the more reluctant baby (who carried the purple colored pacifier), all of them were determined to break the curse put on them.

As they traveled together, they came across many dangerous situations, more often than not it led to violence, and because of that many rumors began to spread, enough of them made themselves known to Vongola Nono, who worried that it could become a potential threat in the future, he was so worried that the man himself sent a team to investigate.

The leader of the team: Reborn.

The team: The rest of the original Arcobaleno.

Authors Note: Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes.

Just something that was stuck in my head, figured might as well write it.

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