Chamomile 《KHR Fanfic》

Sky's Nemesis

"He WHAT?!?" Hayato felt his heart stops beating as he heard what the former delinquent boss just reported him.

"FS-3088PZ. That's the plate number. I don't think that's even a car from this country"

The Strom clicked his tongue. "That's an Italian vehicle" Ietsuna also recognized.

Fuck this.

"Where are you?" 

"Shopping Center, We couldn't run any faster" and indeed the male sounded like he has gone through a marathon himself.

"Got it. Do not engage in this matter any further" Hayato said, temporarily taking the role of the leader in their sky's stead.

"...understood." The person on the other side of the line replied him, voice defeated.

Very likely this case is mafia-related. Which means if he act out of his power, all he get is getting locked up in Vindice or will get his memory erased. Takeru and those who attend the summer camp has been warned. So retreating it is.

He hangs up.

"Shopping center, right?" Takeshi clutched his sword case.

"No" Hayato said, trying to stay calm and not letting his emotions control him. This isn't the time. Their friend is in danger.

"Even if we run there, there will be no good. I'm calling Reborn-san" he then turned to the snow guardian who nods in return, already fishing out his own phone and call his father.

"I've contacted Mukuro-sama... The three are on their way to the said spot regardless. E-Even with what you said, Storm-san, I... I felt like it's better if we checked still" Chrome speaks up despite how freaked out she is at the moment.

"Hey, it'll be okay. Tsuna will be fine" Takeshi smiled at his fellow guardian, trying to calm her down before she could collapsed herself. The young mist nods despite worry still clearly evident on her face.

"Alright, let's head to my house now. Gokudera, keep calling more numbers, I-I can't reach Tsuna. So he's pretty much out of it." And since Ietsuna didn't call him puppy...

The silveret nods, frowns deepen but do as he told nevertheless. He contacted The Cavallone for assistance right after telling a certain sun Arcobaleno regarding the situation.

It wasn't that long until they find themselves crowding in Ietsuna's living room, one extra laptop was set ready for the brunet himself to use.

"The car is a stolen one from nearly a year ago. Spotted on a ferry around a week ago. But other than that, there's not much of info about the car itself or its owner."

"But is it mafia?" The agitated storm asked as he take a seat next to Takeshi who lit up his flame in attempt to calm him down. Weird, but for once he didn't protest, deep inside he knows he need it.

"Unfortunately yes. Which Famiglia, however, I haven't figured that much" Caelum said as his fingers danced across the keyboard, his glasses is on while his son is backing his track.

"Vicenzo, Elpidio, Vinivio, Agnese, Greco, Li Fonti, Miniati... these are the names of Famiglia that's been on Vongola's nerves on the last few weeks. Do you think it's any of them, pa?" Ietsuna asked, eyes glued at the screen.

"Probably. With Vicenzo, Agnese, and Greco Famiglia as the top tier. But..."

"But?"

The man pursed his lips, "For some reason, I don't feel like it's any of them..."

"Pazzo" Hayato muttered as the two flinched at the name. 

"What?" the man turned to him.

"Reborn-san just texted me, That motherfucking bastard manage to busted out of the Prison" the silveret clenched his fists in anger. 

"What the actual fuck" Surprisingly enough, that was Chrome.

"I knew we should have killed him when we get the chance" Ietsuna growls.

"Everyone, calm down"  Takeshi used his flames thickly in the room, eyes actually shone blue this time, "There's no good in panicking right now. I know all of you are upset and livid, but please, We need to handle this with a cool head" he reminded.

Thankfully they slowly composed themselves, because calming down isn't the right term.

"He's right" Caelum said. "Now that we know who is our enemy, we have a lead. I'll try to find on where they're residing as fast as I could. You guys, get ready"

Gaze hardens as they gripped their weapons, the guardians replied with determination.

"Hai!"

***

 Meanwhile at the Italy.

That cursed hitman is Furious.

He just got the report from Bermuda himself, and getting the call from Hayato about his idiotic student not so long after that, is frustrating. 

Dame-Tsuna is sick. And the boy didn't tell him a word. Where instead he proceed on the training regiment he set up. Granted, The Lightning Arcobaleno has warned that he did lend his inventions, but since he's busy, it was set on automatic, and he would hold no responsibility on what ever will happen afterwards.

Clicking his tongue, Reborn hasn't been this blood-thirsty in a while.

Injured and High fever. That's not a good start. And if he got tortured whilst being captivated, his survival rate is questionable. Even the number one hitman isn't that optimistic at the percentage present.

"That Idiota" He grumbles under his breath as he started to make phone calls.

Instantly picked up, a bubbly voice come to his hearing, "Yo, Kora. How rare of you to ca—"

"Shut your trap and listen to me" He cuts in, voice dripping with venom. The other side of the line silenced in instant.

"Dame-Tsuna is kidnapped. Most likely by Pezzo Famiglia. I can't fly back yet, Joined forces has been confirmed and Nono just got ambushed. I don't know if two are linked, regardless. Lackey is around, fetch him. Supposedly Caelum is on his way tracking where Tsuna is kept. You have his contact?"

"Yes" The Assassin doesn't beat around the bush himself, the situation is dire. "Heard that Fon also nearby, I'll take him as well"

The hitman let out a sound of approval, "Good. I'll leave this to you then." A short hum to his reply and then the line got cut off.

Glancing at the window to his side, Reborn tried to control himself.

"Stupido Figlio, You better not dead, or I swear..." Yet all he could do is grumble, long forgotten sense of helplessness slowly invading his mind in form of nasty nostalgia.

Some morons are going to die for real and he'll make sure of it.