WNW I : Skull Befriends Death 1.2

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What You Should Learn From This: I am weak, so very very weak.

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This (no longer one-shot) is dedicated to the reviewers who made me a liar, I love you and you are all evil. (Especially cosmosqueen, Jaybird and wishIcouldDRAW)

"End" is kind of directly inspired by cosmosqueen: I'm just imagining the angst if Death can't visit the afterlife and see Skull after he dies. So be warned I guess. Also, "Wait" kind of directly follows "End"

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Omake - Movie

"This." Mors started, voice filled with a worrying amount of glee.

Skull, who had been dragged away by Hibari to a wreaked motorcycle and told to 'fix it' thus missing their movie night, paused and tried to recall what movie had been playing this time. It was Mukuro who chose, he remembered which meant Bad Things (and various people having nightmares), and it was something called The Final Destination.

"This," Mors said and he was certain she was a second from cackling, "Is a fantastic idea."

Tsuna let out a odd kind of moan-whimper of terror and Reborn didn't scold him which was, well, a pretty good indication on how much of not a 'fantastic' idea whatever 'this' was. So, Skull entered the room (Tsuna and Dino both seemed to be kind of hiding behind Reborn- the former more obvious then the later- who, worryingly, wasn't stopping them as the hitman took aim at Mukuro but pointedly kept Mors in his line of sight) and said, "Mors-"

"Skull," she breathed and, yes, the amount of awe-excitement-glee and I-will-do-this in her voice and basically radiating from her was worrying- he absolutely did not blame that everyone else in the room seemed to be keeping their distance. "I found a new hobby."

That earned another whimper-moan from Tsuna that took on an even more sob-like quality which, well, the Sky whimpered and moaned often enough but sobbing wasn't too common so this new hobby idea- whatever it was- was particularly upsetting. "Mors, no."

"Mors," she shot back, "Yes."

They stared at each other, neither wanting to back down.

[If one were to ask the other occupants in the room what the stare down looked like it would be something like; Cloud Flames lit Skull's eyes, small streams trailing from them like smoke while the Mors eyes went back to their normal pale blue-white coloring with black lightning crackling at the edges.]

Then Skull sighed, "...pan de muerto."

Because he was not above bribes.

"Fine." Mors huffed, "Your no fun."

(Later, Skull finds out just what kind of idea the movie had given his friend and makes a decision that Mors is not to watch a movie that Mukuro picks. Ever.)

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Omake - Friend

They did not have family in the way that mortals did; if they had a parent whom bore them then they did not know that being. Their first memory was waking up to their mirror sibling :potential-beginning-life: being carried away by an older sibling :potential-area-space: leaving them with the older sibling's mirror :inevitable-passing-time:. Their first name was :inevitable-ending-death: that was less of a word and more of a descriptive feeling tied to their very being.

They had siblings but they were alone so they tried to befriend the mortal creatures they took to their home world. This did not help ease the loneliness as much as they had hoped, they might be able to visit the more amiable mortals but they could still talk to the newly deceased so it was enough.

Then earthlings and humans came, along with breeding for pleasure and killing for revenge, and they did not have any more time to simply talk with the deceased, constantly hurrying to take each new dead back home. By the time of the Era of the World Wars came and they had to beg their siblings for favors to get automate everything just so they would not fail in their duty, they were still lonely but did not care any more. They did not want to make friends with such selfish creatures.

And then, then an odd human visited before returning to the mortal plane. Again and again and again.

Quite suddenly, entirely unexpectedly, they had found their first friend.

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Omake - End

There was no purple, that was what struck Skull as he looked around the familiar place. "This is the last time I'll come here."

"It is," Mictlan's voice was so sad and he suddenly wondered if his friend had ever grieved anyone before.

And, for what may have been one of the first times, Skull felt so much older then his friend as he said, "This isn't the end."

"No." they agreed but it was a tired, worn thing that he thought was less agreement and more unwillingness to argue.

There wasn't anything he could say to change their mind, he also didn't want to argue now, but he swore, "We will meet again."

Then Mictlan was putting him into the Death Flow to move on, Skull's last sight of his friend was those terrifying bone-metal wings hunching and curling around the other for a small moment before snapping open as Mictlan took off.

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Omake - Wait

There had been people who greeted him when he first arrived, he remembered distantly, but they were long gone by now ('We will find a way' the fluffy one swore and was never heard from again).

It was alright, he decided peering at the new souls that came to gawk at him and where he sat (waited), he didn't really remember them (didn't really remember anything) so he didn't mourn their absence (not any more at least, he could recall the sharp sting of grief and loneliness he had felt before).

Besides, he was waiting for someone (who, he didn't know but he knew he cared for them and that he swore to wait).

A commotion drew his attention but he remained in place (he couldn't leave, what if he missed who he was waiting for?) and watched as the great doors slammed open, letting a giant winged being walk through. The being froze as soon as it caught sight of him (he noted the fluffy one and the rest behind the being and wondered).

And he smiled, "Welcome Home."

"Skull." It said with what would, on a human, he'd have called a sob but sounded more like a sharp breath on it.

Then he was being hugged, it's wings curling around him as if to keep him from leaving.

The feeling of waiting ended when it let out another sharp breath and said, "I'm home."*

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* basically, Death cannot go to the Afterlife until after every single living being died. So, Tsuna's solution (after years/decades/centuries of watching Skull wait for someone he was slowly forgetting) is to cause an Apocalypse so that Death could just come home already.

What did not fit;

They took a solid form when the Nothings (failed creations, Time told them so maybe they did have a Creator) attacked and managed to tear into Space enough for something to be torn and blown apart in a distant explosion; they fought and tore and ended each Nothing that crept from the Abyss while Life and Time came together to heal Space (and with each hit the Nothings landed, came this terrible feeling of not-good-enough for being unable to help fix their sibling) until they stood together and bound the Nothings to the Abyss.