Fated Meetings

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Well. That Mukuro just happened to be in the way and in the process of betraying his Sky to the one Dame-Tsuna had wanted him to remove was not his problem. This entire event was all sorts of ridiculous and he had better things to do but the perfect excuse to take out Mukuro Rokudo had finally presented itself. One did not spit on Fate's gifts. He never liked the Mist and certainly never trusted him. Tsunayoshi will probably cry a river and feel guilty.

Oh well.

The bullet pierced the traitor Mist guardian as Reborn walked out of the room mentally going through his wardrobe and debating on which suit to wear to the funeral. He didn't remain to see if the bullet hit his target. Of Course it did.

That Heero Yuy survived whilst the Vongola Mist Guardian died infuriated Tsunayoshi whilst both offending and amusing Reborn. The Preventer brat was certainly entertaining what with all the chaos he was causing just by existing but really now. How dare he not die when Reborn shot him.

Heero Yuy awoke to a roof painted in a calm blue, a memory of being shot, and complete confusion at the distinct lack of pain. A movement to his right caught his attention and he turned to look at the person sitting in the chair next to him. The blond smiled at his fellow ex-gundam pilot.

"Hello Heero." said one Quatre R. Winner as he gave that soft, polite smile whose edges hinted at hidden darkness and insanity. The one he only flashed before delving into massacring his enemies or indulging in some dark humour at another's expense. Heero felt a sharp stab of irritation.

What followed was an entire explanation on Dying Will Flames, their uses and cons, and how they related to him. Quatre (with that phony smile plastered on like a bad Joker tattoo) couldn't even bother to feign empathy and pretend not to enjoy Heero's fury and humiliation at his achingly stupid new position. Apparently Heero Yuy was a Sky. That meant his strange, flame like ability would draw others with similar powers to him so they may receive inner balance. With utter glee Heero's 'friend' informed him that according to the flames underworld he must now be treated like he was made of glass. He needed Elements (there was a mafia family that called them Guardians for some absurd reason) to hold his hand, cheer him on and protect him from the evils of the world. With them in his life he would finally be able to stand straight and rise from below average to great. He would in turn bring spiritual harmony to their creepy, spirit leeching, poor unbalanced souls. He was the centre of the universe for them. He was rare and precious. More crazy people with with these ridiculously named flames would now be stalking him.

And apparently his flames were orange. He hated orange.

Heero's complete disbelief kept rising the more Quatre spoke about this utter bullshit. Magical flames that gave you superpowers? What was this Dragon Ball Z? Heero internally rolled his eyes and made the decision to stock up on bullets and update his guns. Any 'Element' caught stalking him will be given the 'Harmony' of a bullet through the heart. They'll get the soul searching peace they're looking for. Mukuro Rokudo had already brought him too much trouble as it is.

Quatre was now his mist. Heero could have done without that. Rokudo had apparently been in the process of harmonizing with him and the sudden cut off due to Rokudo's death after Heero had just awaken his sky flames had started throwing him into discord. Though Heero had a strong suspicion about Rokudo's 'death'. A flame aware and active Quatre had stepped in, bonding himself to the newly awaken Sky to prevent him from going insane. Just helping out a fellow ex-gundam pilot. No ulterior motive at all…

Heero have been grateful except Quatre seemed utterly tickled that he now was expected to hang around Heero all the time looking menacing so as to spook enemies away, and that he was suppose to cheer for Heero whenever he was fighting with lines like "You can do it Heero! I believe in you!"

Heero's sudden spike in blood thirstiness didn't even seem to phase the mist. Truthfully Quatre was more amused than anything. He couldn't wait for some misguided soul to try to 'protect' Heero and attempt to follow him everywhere. With his usual kindness, Quatre offered not to inform Relena of his new Sky's now underworld royal status...Heero was grateful. Then with the two-facedness he was known for, the bastard then declared with calm viciousness that he had informed everyone else. Especially Duo. About. EVERYTHING. Heero swore to be down a mist by the end of the day.

Tsunayoshi Sawada forade any of his Guardians from going anywhere near the abomination that was the Wing Gundam Sky even though even Lambo seemed hungry for revenge. The Tenth Boss of Vongola sat in his office still dressed in the black of funeral wear and quietly contemplated everything. His heart hurt too much to even cry. When he had asked Reborn to eliminate Yuy he had never expected to lose his Mist in the process. He had never expected Yuy to suddenly go Active.

He had never expected his Mist to betray him. Abandon him for another Sky. Like all the years, all the battles and trials they had gone through had meant nothing. Was he lacking that much? He knew he was too kind, clumsy and not very bright but he had thought he had forge bonds to last the end of time with his Elements. His friends. His Family. Had thought that they accepted him even with his faults just as he had accepted them. That they loved him just as much. Was it that easy to leave him? Was it all about power? Will his other Elements leave him one day too if they across someone with more power? Was that all it took? Is that why his Cloud was so unhappy with him?

Mukuro was still alive. The Vongola's famed Hyper Intuition knew that his former Mist had somehow miraculously survived but Vongola's Decimo kept that fact to himself not even telling Reborn. He was also sure Chrome knew but the Mist had said nothing.

He couldn't even meet Chrome's eyes. What must she think of him? When Mukuro left what had he thought of Tsunayoshi? Had he had any regrets? What do you do when your Guardian suddenly no longer wants you as their Sky?

Tsunayoshi's heart burned and his eyes watered but his sobs were voiceless.

Chrome watched her Boss through the crack in the door and once again felt the stab of guilt. She knew Mukuro-sama was alive. It was impossible for her not to know due to their bond yet…She turned and slowly moved away from the door. She loved Boss, she truly did. She just loved Mukuro-sama a little more.

Takeshi Yamamoto sat in the light shade underneath his favourite tree. It was a little bent thing tucked into a corner at the back of the kitchen window that couldn't be seen unless you came around back. It wasn't the most impressive looking, being kind of bare and with ugly scars from not so favourable interactions with Vongola's hot tempered staff, but it was sturdy and offered a quiet almost isolated atmosphere that allowed Takeshi to relax as it offered a completely defendable spot with very few openings.

Takeshi's favourite tree reminded him greatly of Tsuna. Ah but the situation is a sensitive one. The Rain guardian's lips stretched into a slight half smile. Has he met more impressive Skies than Tsuna? Ofcourse. Oh but one must consider the grass always looking greener on the other side. That Kyoya was only now questioning himself after meeting one of those impressive Skies said more about Kyoka's constant isolation than about Yuy's own worthiness of the Cloud's notice. Takeshi blamed that on Kyoya's refusal to leave their home town in the early days, then on Vongola's demanding enemies taking up all their time and attention, then on the Familia's tight control over most of the Tenth Generation's interactions. Not to even mention the Cloud's own unwillingness towards social interaction unless forced. Takeshi however, handled most of Vongola's diplomatic dealings so he was constantly exposed to Skies. It was impossible to never compare any of them to Tsuna. Takeshi was well aware of his Sky's faults and had quietly admitted to himself many times that he wished his friend didn't need constant reassurance or was a little less afraid of so many things. Yet, even with his 'dame' faults Tsuna was a beautiful soul even after all these years in the underworld. He loved them all and did his best. Takeshi will never forgive Mukuro his betrayal even after his death. Mukuro more than anyone should have known just how special Tsuna is after bonding with so many Skies. That he would turn his back on someone who would be there for him no matter what for someone he didn't even know...Takeshi was perfectly capable of holding a grudge when it came to his family and friends. Besides, Yuy's flames had a strong aftertaste of blood, death and violence. That might seem like aphrodisiac food for Kyoya and Mukuro but Takeshi will take his calm, quiet, sturdy tree over a tree located in the middle of a hurricane any day.

Perhaps one might view the description as unnecessarily harsh yet the truth is almost always along those veins. Lambo Bovino, Lightening guardian of Vongola, is and always will be a hot-tempered, overconfident individual with genius leanings. Perhaps if he had thought it through rather than riding the high waves of his emotions Lambo might have actually succeeded. Afterall he was a long way from being the clueless, useless little five year old terror he had been upon entry in Tsunayoshi's Family. His plan had actually been going well. He had hacked the security cameras to show nothing was out of the ordinary. Had knocked out and taken the uniform of one of Winner's servants and had made his way through security, passed the room that held those Preventer friends Winner liked to hang out with, bypassed the two guards infront of the room that annoying Sky with the iron tasting flames (blah disgusting) that was practically covering the house, and near the bed of the actual annoying Sky. You see Lambo had done very well up until this point. This is where his problems truly started. Research on the skill set of the person he was targeting or even of those 'Preventer friends' of the owner of Winner Enterprises perhaps might have done him well. As it is the Lightening guardian was less than calm when he made his hot-headed plan based on misconceptions of deliberate misdemeanors performed by a no-name Sky against his brother in all but blood. Plus Mukuro was dead. Lambo never liked the slimy mist but he was Family hence his death was just another black mark against the stupid Sky with the nasty tasting flames.

The gun was halfway out of his pocket before the supposed no-good Sky pressed the cold barrel of a gun inbetween his his wide, panic filled eyes.

He was shot at point blank range.