To say Natsu was shocked at the massive party in the house was an understatement. However seeing the smiling faces of Alluka, Hayato and the others (and the somewhat grumpy face of Kyouya, probably due to Fon being there with his new student I-Pin) he found it hard to stay depressed. The only thing that would have made it perfect would be if his Nii-san and his brothers were here.

Reborn's news, however, cheered him up a lot.

"I got word from a reliable source that the trio you want to see most are currently in Asia at the moment, and making good headway to Japan. They should be here in a few months, sooner if they find better transportation."

Natsu perked up.

"Where in Asia? I could go pick them up!"

"How? I doubt they have passports and you don't know how to fly a plane," said Reborn.

Natsu chuckled darkly.

"Who needs to buy a plane when I could rent one. Besides, Mukuro-nii is a Mist... he can fake any passports and they already know Japanese."

"Or I could ask Kurapika to pick them up. He's heading this way for...business," said Leorio.

Chrome didn't need to be told that by "business", he meant Kurapika was coming to get information from her mother. She wouldn't lose any sleep over it if her mother and step father died.

Even if it meant a headache in dealing with the inheritance. Her mother was rich, and she was the woman's only heir.

Natsu grinned.

"I'll give them warning about Kurapika. That should be enough," said Natsu. "Now I believe there's a party we have going?"

Alluka happily presented the cake to Natsu.

"Chrome helped!" she said proudly. "I decorated though!"

Natsu grinned at the happy little girl and gave her a proud hug.

"Did Nika-chan help too?" he asked. Alluka nodded.

"She picked the colors!"

"Good job, Luka-chan, Nika-chan," said Natsu.

"I brought the food!" said Takeshi grinning. His dad had been more than happy to make the food...especially after Reborn handed over Iemitsu's credit card. Not his problem if the idiot didn't bother to keep an eye on his cards.

Everything was going smashingly, even if Natsu had to share the party with Reborn. There was fun chaos, and afterwards he was able to "contact" Mukuro with the suggestion that he hitch a ride with Kurapika to Japan.

Normally he wouldn't consider this, except it was from Natsu and Kurapika was a Hunter, not a mafioso.

Kurapika was much harder to get a hold of, but at the same time was easier to convince. All it took was Reborn casually mentioning Mammon's information gathering skills and the fact that "he" would happily pay for the information packets.

And by he, Reborn fully meant Iemitsu. After all, courting Clouds was a delicate affair, and Kurapika was firmly a Cloud who was dead set on retrieving his family's eyes and putting them to rest.

Mukuro eyed the blond warily. Kurapika looked very much like he wanted to get this over with. Besides, he owed Natsu for awakening his Flames. Even if avoiding the mafioso was damn annoying, one look at his license usually made them back off once he made it clear he wasn't interested.

However he would put up with an unknown if it meant getting back to Natsu faster. Even if he was less than happy that his brother was now stuck acting as the Vongola heir.

Natsu was even less pleased, because the Vongola really dropped the ball when it came to protecting their heirs. To say nothing of his open dislike of the mafia in general.

However his tutor at least had some sense, and had been using old pictures of Natsu's mother to motivate him into actually listening rather than blowing him up. And the man who sent Natsu to the Hunter's Association had decided to stick around with his apprentice, so there was that.

"I'm Kurapika. You're Mukuro aren't you?"

"Kufufufu... Natsu warned me you would be coming. You are indeed as interesting as he told me," said Mukuro without batting an eye.

Ken and Chikusa kept their silence. They just wanted to see Natsu again, especially now that they didn't have to separate to keep him safe. Besides, odds were Natsu had his own plan on how to make the Vongola pay for forcing him to act as their next head despite the fact they failed him.

Mukuro had them past airport security faster than Kurapika with his license. Hell, he even managed to hide all their illegal acquisitions from customs. The fact he spoke fluent Japanese with a slight accent didn't hurt.

Of course nothing could have prepared them for the sheer chaos that was about to be unleashed when Mukuro met Hibari...

"NII-SAN!"

"OOF!"

Fon watched with open amusement as Natsu tackled the Mist. It didn't help that Natsu also managed to get Ken and Chikusa at the same time, or that all three were flat on the ground.

"Dog pile!" declared Alluka happily.

The children in the house joined in with glee, including I-Pin who didn't really know what was going on, just that it was a lot of fun.

"I think this is cause for a party! Or at least a lot of take-out from Takesushi!" said Natsu grinning.

Mukuro patted Natsu on the head. He felt the familiar warmth in his chest bloom and felt relief.

And then Hibari came over to "play" with Natsu, and came within range of Mukuro. To say it was explosive was an understatement. The two seemed to enjoy setting the other off for a fight.

Having Natsu slamming his fist on the back of their heads to get them to knock it off was rather amusing, really.

"Enough! If you must be destructive idiots, wait until I'm officially recognized as Decimo! Then you can go on a rampage for all I care in the mansion! I'm sure that place could use some modern redecorating!"

"The fact it would piss off the Ninth generation is just a bonus, right Natsu-kun?" said Reborn, his eyes openly laughing.

"They want to drag me into being Decimo, they can pay for my Guardians going a little wild in their damn mansion. Not like I care about some priceless piece of crap when I barely tolerate the idea of leading a mafia family," said Natsu rolling his eyes. Fon hid a smile, though it was clear he was trying not to laugh. "However when I tell you idiots to do something, you had better do it without argument, are we clear?"

Mukuro snickered with his odd laugh, and Hibari looked positively bloodthirsty. However the terms were rather reasonable. He wasn't telling them not to fight, he was telling them to tone it down until they could annoy the hell out of the old bastards who were trying to run their lives. Not like he cared about their traditions.

"Perfectly, little brother," said Mukuro smirking.

"Fine little carnivore, but it had better be worth my time," said Hibari growling.

"Like I'd bother sending you on the boring missions. That's what Lambo is for," said Natsu.

Alluka giggled.

"Now that you're here Mukuro-nii, can you teach Chrome and Alluka how to use Mist properly? Chrome is good, but Alluka really needs the help, especially since Nanika-chan apparently controls Luka-chan's Nen ability."

Alluka was the Mist, not Nanika. In fact her alter ego was unable to use Flames at all, and was entirely reliant on Nen. If Alluka was going to have a chance in an argument with her other half, then she needed training.

Mukuro looked at the seemingly innocent and happy girl, then at his little brother. At first glance the girl seemed harmless...but then he saw the way she took to the bird that had declared Natsu his, and he saw a steel that could only be inherited.

Let the grumpy bird train the little one in how to fight. Her Flames were his to train, and he had the distinct feeling she would have more of an aptitude for his preferred style of torture than little Chrome.

Natsu certainly had a habit of attracting Mists above all others.

Third POV...

Shamal took one look at Mukuro and the others and choked on his booze.

"What the hell! You mean to tell me that the Sky the Feral trio bonded to was this kid?!"

"Kufufufu... The Vindice only left us alone because we were keeping the weaker mafia families from tracking down our Sky in an attempt to force him to join them," said Mukuro pleasantly.

Most had learned to leave the trio the hell alone by the time Natsu entered the exam. Word had spread that the Vindice would not intervene if the Mist went on a rampage with his friends, because they were shielding their Sky from being forcibly recruited. Especially when they figured out who their Sky was.

The Vindice had known Natsu was a Vongola before he did, and more than that was one of the potential heirs.

Reborn glowered at Natsu, who looked back unrepentant.

"You did at least free Lancia-san, right?"

Mukuro's expression suddenly went flat.

"Nii-san..." said Natsu in warning. He sighed. "Where did you leave him?"

Mukuro flinched, before releasing the illusion.

Natsu sighed again.

"Mukuro-nii, let him go or you'll be eating Ken's idea of cooking for the next week."

"You wouldn't dare," said Mukuro.

Natsu stared him in the eye.

Mukuro pouted, but released Lancia.

Needless to say the Italian gave Mukuro a foul look... but at least his anger at what the illusionist did to him was slightly abated upon meeting the same Sky that the Mist had been so adamant about protecting.

The boy was too fluffy and cute not to like. And if he really was the new Vongola heir apparent, then his family wouldn't have stood a chance at keeping him anyway.

He just hoped they'd forgive him for what Mukuro made him do.

"Explain to me how retrieving Natsu's brothers lead to this," said Leorio. Not that he was complaining, mind you. The adults had their own "puppy pile" that came with a very well stocked liquor cabinet, and anyone older than sixteen was welcome to raid it. Kurapika declined, and was currently with the "kiddie pile" in the other half of the living room.

Mostly because he firmly viewed Chrome as an extension of his sister.

"Because with how possessive Mukuro is, not to mention his minions, it was easier to set up a sleep over for the next week or so until they settle in and pick their own rooms than it was to argue about them invading Natsu's room," said Reborn.

He found it hilarious they managed to rope Hibari into it as well, especially since Fon was there.

It was chaotic, loud, and rather fun actually. Even Reborn couldn't complain, despite the fact that he wasn't actually a child at all.