Skull Oneshots

The Ice

It was the ice that brought him the most joy. Hearing the sound that his skates make when he glides across the rink. The cheers as he spins and leaps through the air. Honestly, his brother is the one that brought him into the world, taught him how to ice skate. To dance elegantly in Russia's frozen ice. And his son decided to carry on this family tradition. His son just so happend to be nonother than Yurio Plisetsky. The Russian ice skater. And it was a seemingly normal day at the Vongola Mansion when the others found out. The hard way.

Everyone was just chilling in the mansion. When Tsuna walked down the stairs holding a letter and a strange look on his face. The brunet mafia boss swiftly walked into the room and cleared his throat. "I have just received a letter from an old friend of Nono's and he is sending his students here for the week. So I expect everyone to be on their best behavior." With those words he simply walked past them and to the front doors.

Skull's P.O.V

I was a little surprised when Tsuna said that two random people were going to be staying here with us for a week. And I wasn't the only one surprised. And when Tsuna came back with two VERY familiar people in tow... "VICTOR! YURIO!" I couldn't help but yell as a stood up and pointed at them. "Brother! Very good to see you! How have you been?" "Oh. I've been good. I missed you and Yurio though." I smiled at my brother and son. This was going to be fun explaining.

(To be Continued?)

October 28th at 11:26 am in the Arcobaleno Mansion

Only a few more days left until I reveal my big secret. Yesterday I revealed that I was British. I walked into my bathroom and looked in my mirror. I was not wearing any makeup today. Nor was I wearing any hair dye or piercings. My hair was now a medium brown that turned into purple just past my ears. I put my long hair into a low ponytail and walked out of my room. The other Arcobaleno sat around the dining table. They stared at me as I walked right past them and entered the kitchen. When I exited, I had a piece of toast in my mouth and a cup of coffee. And it just so happened that it was my favorite mug. It was rather simple really. What made it my favorite is that it was a gift from someone really important to me and it said 'Best Dad Ever!' written on it. You could clearly tell that it was hand written too. I simply sat down in my chair and quietly ate my toast.

Don't forget to comment who you think Skull is! Those who correctly guess it will be tagged in the final chapter!