Death and Skull

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Skull shifted in his seat, at the side of the table next to the other still babyfied ex-Arcobaleno. The Arcobaleno Curse had finally been broken thanks to the new Vongola Decimo kid, and now thanks to Verde their bodies should grow back, to the age it had been before the curse in two months time. While Skull was happy the curse had finally been lifted, and he had a chance to come away from the mafia and back to his normal (as normal death-defying stunts could be) life and finally relax a little.

But of course, Reborn-senpai ordered, that there should be a party to let everybody know, that they were stronger than ever. Tsunayoshi-san still didn't have the backbone, to stand against the Worlds Greatest Hitman and was dragged into holding the party at one of the Vongola estates. The party was to be held after the two months had passed, so they all had their normal ages and looks.

Honestly, Skull would rather just run away to play with his motorcycle, or see if he could smuggle himself into Diagonally, and find news on his godson that went missing almost 54 years ago, not even a month after Voldemort's fall.

Imagine his surprise when after he Sirius Black a 36-year-old mass murder (note the sarcasm), one moment was falling backward through the Veil of Death in the Department of Mysteries, and the next he wakes up in his new mother's arms, as she only just got to say what his new name was going to be when she didn't have more strength left and let the fever and the pain of giving birth take her life, and leave her newborn to the nurses and an absent father.

The baby now named Cherep took the world by storm after he was left in an orphanage in Russia at the tender age of two when his father finally couldn't handle to take care of a baby and sent him away. Sirius (it was Cherep now) wasn't surprised at all at this, as his new father didn't even know he was born before the doctors took a test, to see who the dad was and called him when his DNA showed.

When Cherep was old enough to realize, that he had the memories of his previous life and knowledge of another society based on magic, the first thing he tried to do was to travel to England, and find out how the war had ended. His death date had become his new birthday, and the year was the same so now that there had gone five years since he was gone something must have happened. Whether the Light won the war and Voldemort was death or locked away, or the Death Eater had overpowered them and the Light side had lost, or if the war was still ongoing. Sirius needed to know.

Cherep (still Sirius, he just couldn't leave it behind) first thought was to just run away and find a way to travel to England (if he remembered right there was many muggle was to travel too), but that had been shot down pretty fast after the first time. He hadn't even got away from the orphanage before he was spotted and dragged inside again and the contents of his bag were lying spread out on the floor, before the adults and he was sent to his room but from then on he was assigned a roommate and the door was locked at night. Of course, he tried many times but, one way or another he was always busted before he got anywhere.

The adults had taken to watch him more often after that, so they could stop him if he was trying again. They then began to notice that he didn't act the way other kids did. Some of the things he did, was just to mature and when he learned to speak Russian, it was with a low accent. With all the other things that didn't seem right, the caretaker was getting suspicious, so he had to make an act for himself so the other didn't figure something out.

Where Sirius almost didn't talk, his mode almost always like a dark cloud and didn't trust those around him after his time in Azkaban, made his role too become the amazing Cherep that was loud and bold and could do anything better than everyone else, but was quick to show emotions when something went wrong. His act got better every time he used it, and later it was like a second skin.

He later became better to move around the adult's eyes and sneak out, that together with his new role he finally ran away from the orphan for good, a little after his eleventh birthday. He still couldn't come out of the country, but he had a little luck on his side when he ran into a circus and got them to take him with them.

He should help around the circus to stay, it could be everything from setting up the tent to help feed the animals. Cherep was just happy that he was away from the orphan, and had a higher chance at coming to England when the circus moved from country to country. When he had been with the circus for a year and a half and was almost twelve he got his first act in front of a crowd with taking his experience from his previous life of owning a motorcycle, and Sirius took advantage of his new body being more flexible than his older one and began to do stunts on it.

From warm up with the acrobats too once play a clown and dodge cake thrown at him he began to become more welcome in the circus, even went so far to dye his normal light brown hair a dark purple color and got earrings when he was thirteen. He also began to wear makeup after some of the girls said that it would look good on him.

It wasn't like he had forgotten about the war that could (he really hoped it was finished) still be fought in the Wizarding world or anything like that. It had just been too long since he could enjoy himself like this, and if (again he hoped it was won) the war was still ragging he could be chained down again by guilt, for leaving or if someone figured out who he was, he could be sent to prison again or kill. Sirius had donned his fighting and died, and Cherep had never ever been involved.

The only thing that did so he still wished to return, was to know if Harry was okay. Harry his sweet godson that had gone through to much for his age, and probably no one to talk to about it now that he was gone. Sirius knew of what the Dursley did to him, and had nearly apparated away to get back at them, but what done was done and Harry would probably never truly trust adults to help him with what he was going through, and his friend wouldn't know what to do about it.

So the first thing Cherep (most of Sirius was behind the action through) did when he finally got to England, was to find an excuse to slip away some hours to get to the Leaky Cauldron and get inside. It was only halfway there that, some dread came forth and for the first time he though of that maybe there wasn't a Leaky Cauldron, that maybe there wasn't Diagonally behind it and maybe magic wasn't real and Sirius was just a dream or if Sirius was real and he wasn't in the same universe. He began to panic and think thoughts of 'what if', that he almost didn't notice that it was his stop before he looked up from where he had been staring at the ground, and almost jumped out of the bus.

When he was outside and looked around he thought 'fuck it' and just ran the rest of the way where the Cauldron was (should be). When he stopped and looked around he almost panicked when he didn't notice it at first but the it was right there in front of him with the usual sign outside the door and darkened windows. He pushed the door open and ran past the people inside, and got more hope when he saw the robe some of them was wearing. He walked into the small room with the brick wall, at the same time as a couple came out from the other side, and he rushed past them inside the alley.