Cloud AU's

Cabrion

Skull's motorcycle is called Cavaliere.

Not too surprising, that. He loves the thing to bits. It's also no wonder he named the thing. That it's named after a method of transportation weighs into the same category as him naming his familiar Oodako: Simple association through common understanding.

To understand it is simple; having Skull divulge anything about his family is like pulling teeth from a snail - slow, confusing as to whether there will be results and utterly forgettable. It's all a minor detail attached to Skull's name.

It's probably why it's not his real name anymore. That, or Skull forgot his own identity. There's a reason for the theory, as the idiot was otherwise lying to them when coughing up that info: First he's an orphan, then he's got a whole family, then they've all gone to hell and he hears from them every odd day or so?

Skull can't ever make up his mind, stuck in it over the most asinine things. Case in point: Caramel, chocolate or strawberry ice cream? He buys all of them. (There might be truth that he had people he considered dear, as he never touched the last two boxes, seemingly waiting for somebody else to take them from his fridge. It's an offering in a cold hell.)

Another thing about Skull that they can empathize with: he loves children but utterly recoils over being one, as do most of them. He likes to take care of them, seen by his attachment to Enma, but he also screams daddy-issues more than even Xanxus. Skull can understand and get behind Xanxus wanting to whoop Nono's butt, though he draws the line at murdering him.

His strength is his raw honesty in brutal actions. Firearms and their usage was allowed in the house? He didn't shy away from it or the resulting bloodshed, but Skull refused to indulge it inside their shared manor.

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Their Cloud is an odd one, but not out of the Norm. (In another universe, someone scoffed at the definition of Clouds; restricting their being to a clear standard.)

Most Arcobaleno had their own contacts and territory: see Vongola with Reborn, Viper with Varia, Fon with Triads -- Skull, while claiming alliance with the Shimon Famiglia and strategic control within the Carcassa, had once announced a small island off-limits to his companions.

"It is Mine. Never set foot or finger there, don't even gaze at it on a map or speak of its name.
Fail me, and the devil will have no mercy left for you."

It's a small speck of land, off-coast of Spain with sparse contact to the outside world. Easy to overlook on maps. Really, the Arcobaleno have never heard of Fortuna.

--

When a hobo rung the bell with a primly dressed man next to him, Fon didn't know the circus was handing out flyers like salesmen. As it stood, they were still standing in the doorway like they belonged there in any way.

"Did you need anything?"

Maybe they were tourists?
As unlikely as their aquaitance with each other was seeing their age (one at least near his fifties, the other in his end thirties?), this was also private property. Hence the likelihood these people were Mafia rose - bypassing Verde's security was no easy feat, especially unannounced whilst wielding weapons (the younger one had a katana obscured by his coat).

"Nothing too troubling, just an acquaintance. You wouldn't happen to know where we could find a white-haired ki--uhem- adolescent with a sword, lots of anger issues?" The other man hit the first with an elbow to the side, not even drawing a flinch as they corrected the age appropriate term for whoever they were looking for, which...

... Squalo? What does the Varias second-in-command have to do with these people?

"You do." The noblesque man spoke, apparently able to see through Fon's body-language. The Storm's smile strained, turning like sharpened winds.

"Someone certainly comes to mind. Look south of Vongola Mansion in Italy till you hear screaming, or ask for 'Squalo'."

"Thanks man. Goodbye." The hobo said, following the man who... cut a tear in reality??
A portal?? He didn't sense any Night Flames from them though. Oh well, he'll give Viper a call they have guests coming.

"Uncle Fon? Who was it?" Uni asked, Skull's purple mop peaking out behind her from the living room in wary curiosity.

"Simply some lost tourists. They're on their way to Varia."

"Why there? Mammon is out shopping with Verde." Skull tilted his head to the kitchen, obviously remembering the grumbling from both elements that morning. And apparently assumed Fon meant he sent them to their grave and left the Varia to do the cleanup, rather than the other two searching for a certain assassin on their own.

"Hm, they're looking for a foul-mouthed man with white hair, so I sent them to Squalo."

Skull's face fell into a scowl that made him look slightly constipated. "Anything unusual or of note about them? Their agenda?"

"Besides the red-blue contrast of fashion, one of them cut a strange portal with a katana."

Skull's eyes widened comically until he began muttering "shit" and "fuck" under his breath in different languages and increasing tempo. Huh, so he knew them.

"I'm sorry, were they friends of yours?" When was Skull white haired though? Even his decade-old stunt posters were the same as the man before him now.

Skull's answering laugh was on the spectrum of relieved disbelief to homicidal murder. He heard the same one from Verde when the Representative Battles were underway.

It's a tentative whatever, so he let's Skull rush past him easily. The man turns to the left, heading for the garage.
The door hasn't even gone up fully before Skull throws it open and whoosh's out on impossible speeds into the far distance.

Was the bike purple or red??
He could've sworn he saw some blue or white there too. Oh well, he shrugs, closing the door. He may hear about it during supper.

"Yeah so... Deadbeat dad & uncle, meet the assholes I've been living with." Skull throws a telling look at the man in red (not Fon) : "Before you try anything, the she-wolf with guns is basically Lady 2.0, and she already has a stalker so..."