As soon as Harry left the Sawada House he shuddered a breath; tried to calm the beating of his heart as he stepped out into the cold of the evening air. His mind numbly turned back to the events that had just happened and regret hits him like a Cutting Curse to the face. He didn't even need to tell Nana his identity to so royally screw this up.

'You look distressed.' A voice stated bringing him violently out of his thoughts. His Flames flickered to life as his gaze snapped to the sound as his fists raised themselves. Standing in the darkness was Kana, looking much like she did yesterday, not far from where they first met.

'Bloody Merlin.' Harry swore in English as he recognised her much to her amusement and he sort of hated her. 'We've got to stop meeting like this.'

'Of course, Sky-dono.' Kana snorts as allows herself to fall from the wall she had been waiting on top of.

Harry sighs. 'Why are you here?' He asks because she's not one for small talk and he's tired.

Kana tilts her head like a curious cat. '…I felt that you were in need.' She says like that was all there was to it.

Harry swallows. 'Trying hard to worm your way into my good graces, huh?' It might have been a bit petty to point that out again but what could he say? He was feeling to be in a bit of a petty mood.

Something about Kana flickered and Harry wished she was easier to read as she wordlessly fell into step by his left shoulder as he pressed forward, determined to put some space between him and the Sun Flames that had saturated over that otherwise innocuous house. '…It's my duty.'

There were a million bitter things that sprung to mind, eager to respond in a way that Harry knew would do no good for either of them. So he sighs, 'you know the area, correct?' He asks instead, offering a peace from the downward spiral this conversation would otherwise go towards. Kana blinks at him and he knows thats a cue for some sort of explanation. 'I need a phone box.'

'…a phone box?' Kana repeats with heavy confusion or at least a deadpanned face like her's could muster.

'Or just a phone, I'm really not picky but I need to get into contact with someone and a letter would take too long.' Harry sighs, however much tonight had…hurt Tsuna still very much needed his Flames. Though Harry didn't like to think about it, Tsuna…there was something very wrong with him, something that Harry hadn't immediately notice in all the surprise. It needed to be fixed and - he really did want to help Nana, regardless of what she thought about him.

Kana hums. 'I can do that.' She replies simply as she reaches down into her jacket pocket and pulls out a mobile smartphone. She offers it without pause as he blinks at her. 'Its a burner phone.' she says as he starts to reach for it.

Burner? Harry thinks as his eyes narrow.

He feels the weight of it in his hand and looks at the screen. Glancing up, Kana's face is uncaring as she watches him. 'I'll be calling internationally.' Harry feels the need to warn but she shrugs without a moment to say that that could be a problem.

'Curious, Sky-dono.' Kana responds as she leans back to the wall behind but doesn't ask the questions he had been asking. The Cloud User simply distances herself enough to watch; to observe him.

Really, Harry doesn't know her motives and he can't bring himself to be concerned about it; there were more pressing issues. Silently, he turns the phone and after a bit of fiddling is able to get to the number pad. It takes a minute to remember the number but when it comes to him, it's like a floodgate's been opened and he quickly presses it in and hits the dial button.

It doesn't take a minute before there's a click on the line and a tired voice is speaking. 'Pronto.'

Harry slumps a little in relief that, one: he had remembered the number and two: it had been answered so quickly.

'Makoto.' He sighs as he rubs his forehead while trying to ignore how the Limiter on his arm glints in the above light street. 'Sei Libero di parlare?'

The shrill of his phone was enough to wake him from his exhausted sleep. He jolts with a tired drunkenness as he raises from where he's slumped over his desk, a document crumpled stuck to his cheek from wet ink. The tune of an English song he barely understood continued to play as he fumbled for it; not a practically professional ringtone but since his friend had set it while he was in Italy and he couldn't bring himself to change it.

He squints at the screen and tries to how bright the damn thing is in the dim of his office. He doesn't recognise the number, he knows immediately as he mouths the numbers. There are a number of reasons for that. It could be a new client, something more sinister, a contact or…wrong number, which was always frankly disconcerting.

Either way, he answers. 'Ready to speak.'

'Makoto.' A very familiar voice speaks and Makoto is instantly awake and straightening himself. His back complains and he knows that he needs to start taking more care. 'Are you free to talk?'

'Little one!' He exclaims happily as he pictures bright green eyes and wild dark hair. Besides only his wife, Harry was one of the most unusual people he had found: a lost little Sky with a world full of problems and despite being so suspicious, he was still so open. 'It is good to hear from you.'

Saying goodbye to Harry and Makoto had thought that he wouldn't hear from the man again. It had saddened him but he understood even with how little Harry said that his friend couldn't stay, that he had to leave.

'Of course, I've still got to get you for this blasted name you chose for me.' Harry snorts with some annoyance. Makoto laughs, because yes, he knew that the alias was primarily a female name but it had been funny. Besides that, he was of the opinion that it suited Harry. 'Unfortunately…I am calling with an agenda.' He admits guilty.

Makoto hums. He knew Harry well enough by now, he was a proud man he disliked asking for things even if he was on the street with nothing but the clothes on his back and cuffs on his wrists. 'What do you need from me, potato?'

There's a pause, long enough for Makoto's senses to sharpen in worry. 'I've - found two victims of Scorching. One Sun, the mother and a child whose..well, I can't feel him properly. There's something wrong with him like he's sick but I don't -'

'How old? How old is the child?' Makoto asks with his stomach churning. Harry had been sensitive, despite only just having come into his Flames. He had good intuition, great, in fact and for Harry not to be able feel the Flames of another Sky -

'Six, maybe. He's quite small.' Harry replies and Makoto can all but taste the uneasiness from those words.

Makoto swallows uneasily. Harry didn't truly know much about what he was; didn't fully comprehend the way Flames were and what he did, he had learnt from Makoto. Harry didn't need to ask for Makoto to know what he wanted. 'Where about's in Japan did you go?'

'Ukiyoe.' Harry answers straight away. 'I can meet you at the airport but I can't offer you a place to stay. My apartment isn't big enough for you and the kids.'

Makoto holds his phone to his ear with his shoulder and is opening his laptop to book a flight. 'Of course, don't worry about it.' Makoto responds, Harry doesn't need the guilt and he wasn't even asking a favour for himself. 'Besides…things are a bit heated here.' He admits. 'Getting away for awhile might be…for the best.'

'…is everything alright?' Harry asks in concern.

Makoto's lips pull down. Though no one in the mafia would contest that Harry was one of them with his Sky Flames, Makoto was always hesitant to mention it to a man like Harry. 'Just some difficulties with another Famiglia. We're being investigated…'

He wonders, sometimes in the dead of the night how the Simon and Vongola had lost its brotherhood despite the promises had been made. He wished to feel bitter; to Daemon, to the man who had gotten his way in the end. If Giotto could see the state of his descendants…well, the Primo would weep.

Simon would never betray Vongola. Makoto wouldn't allow it. Whoever had shot those Vongolian allied families it certainly hadn't been on his orders.

Vongola Nono had all but forgotten their past relationship with the Simon. It was meant to be a secret from outsiders not from themselves. CEDEF just furthered the insult with their investigation but it was also serious with how difficult the years had been on the Simon whereas Vongola had flourished and had left them behind. Simon was far too small to properly defend itself however strong their members were.

'Don't worry about it.' Makoto insists to the worried silence over the line. 'Things just need time to cool down.' Though time had never seen to do the Simon and Vongola any favours in regards to each other.

'How are Enma and Mami?' Harry asks with a soft, muffled sigh probably understanding that that was as much as he was going to get out of Makoto.

'Missing their little uncle.' Makoto teases. It had been the shock of this life when Harry had just changed his size like he had and Makoto didn't think he'd ever stop poking fun at his friend for the small heart attack he had, had that day. 'They're fine. Mami's just started big school with her brother and she seems to be enjoying it…'

He had two beautiful children and he loved them dearly but balancing them and work was difficult with the death of his wife. His Famiglia helped when he couldn't be around but he was in a constant state of worry that it simply wasn't enough. Besides, they needed a mother; a female influence to soften his weaknesses.

'Going on a holiday should be a good for them though.' Makoto hopes, Enma had been sullen and Mami was far too quiet so perhaps a new area…new people would do them some good. 'The mother, she wouldn't mind the two little ones tagging along…?'

'No, Nana-san is very hospitable.' Harry replied with an odd tone Makoto wouldn't quite work out. 'Sorry, Makoto but this is a borrowed phone so…'

Makoto blinks. 'Ah. Alright.' He responds. 'Will I be able to text this number the flight details?'

There are some muffled voices and Makoto realises that Harry wasn't alone when he called which is…odd, especially with the amount of time he had been in Japan. Not impossible, he supposes but odd all the same. 'Yes, it should be fine… I'll see you soon?'

'As soon as I can get a flight.' Makoto confirms for reassurance.

'Alright.' Harry responds. 'Thank you, Makoto.'

'Bye bye, beautiful.' Makoto sings much to Harry's frustration as he hangs up not a second later. He laughs lightly before focusing back onto the laptop in front of him. Really, Harry was much too easy to tease.

Once he had booked the flight and a hotel that was close to the area, he double checked the time as early in the morning. Much too soon to wake the children but it would be a nice surprise around breakfast. Hopefully, it was one they would like and not one they would have to warm up to. Seeing Harry again would probably sweeten the deal. Now, he just needed to sort it with his Famiglia.

Merlin, did that man ever stop with the endearments? Not to mention being a terrible flirt. Harry handed the phone back in disgruntlement to Kana who pocketed it. 'Someone is coming to Japan, Sky-dono?'

Harry nods. 'I met him in my time in Italy.' He responds as he gestures for her to walk with him. It was late and he didn't want to stay out in the dark for long. It was more than time to get back to the apartment. 'He's helped me quite a bit and now he's going to help me with something else.'

'…a Guardian, Sky-dono?' Kana inquires lightly from just a bit behind him, it was really enough to make Harry just a tad jumpy.

'No.' Harry denies.

'But you do have an existing Bond.' Kana states. 'I feel it, a Storm that has had you for quite some time.'

Teddy. Teddy who had asked only one thing of him which was to leave and survive and be happy. Love was a difficult thing to feel sometimes, when darker emotions were so much stronger but love was also a hardy thing to lose. Harry didn't think there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for that boy, not a damned thing.

'Probably since the minute he looked into my eyes.' Harry agrees, knowing that his connection had been an instant, wonderful thing.

Kana doesn't respond immediately but when she does, it seems…small. 'That is a very long time.'

'Perhaps it was, for him.' For Teddy, it probably seemed like Harry had always been there and Merlin knows how hard he tried but for Harry, Teddy was all too new and young. Maybe that was made him all the more precious.

'…you are strange.' Kana states and coming from her that probably says a lot about him but Harry doesn't care too much and leads them back to his apartment. At the door, he tries not to struggle as much with his key as he did the first time with grubbling for it inside his pocket. He manages to open the door and waits for Kana to enter before he does himself.

He's just turning the light to this hollow living space when he thinks, Well, why not show her how strange I really am? It would be a risky, stupid sort of test but Harry needed to go there anyway and it would be a good excuse to avoid Nana at the collection after school.

'Are you busy tomorrow?' Harry feels the need to ask first thought though he knows the answer before she gives it. Kana shakes her head after straightening with her shoes in hand.

'No, Sky-dono.' She replies.

'Theres somewhere I need to go tomorrow.' Harry states. 'After school, if you like, you can be my Guardian again and pick me up and we can go together.'

Kana raises an eyebrow as they leave the doma with their shoes pushed to the raised part of the floor behind them as they head to the living space. 'I was under the impression that Sky-dono would prefer not to be in my company.'

Harry collapses into his beanbag with all the grace of an elephant. 'I also agreed to give you a chance but I can't do that unless things are…made clearer.'

Kana's lips tighten. 'I see…' She says. 'I am free tomorrow and will accompany you.'

'Great.' Harry responds. 'Now, do you have any traditional clothing?' He asks, seemingly the apropos of nothing.

'Yes.' Kana responds.

Why?

'Good, then we'll match.' Harry grins just to infuriate her as he shifts to go to bed.

The next day Kana takes him to school wearing a bright yukata. Kana herself is also in a dark, plain kimono with a purple obi that had appeared on her back when he had woken up to find her making breakfast again. Where she had gotten it from when he knew she didn't have any belongings in his apartment, he wasn't sure but passed if off as another one of her quirks and left it at that.

They were getting a few strange looks but Harry cared little and said goodbye to Kana once they were at the gate. 'I shall meet you here at the bell, Sky-dono.' She had stated as she turned and walked away only to jump onto the wall and then a nearby roof. He watched her leave before he continued into school, not wanting to wait around too long in case he ran into Nana.

Tsuna was unavoidable but Harry wouldn't want to disappoint the boy by not turning up never mind his cover. Tsuna arrived at class and greeted him none the wiser. He did feel a twinge of unease when the time vanished on him and school was ending. He walked out to the pickup with Tsuna having taken his hand and tried not to let his smile falter when he spotted Nana and Aoko standing in wait amongst the other parents.

Glancing at Harry, Tsuna took off towards his mother. 'Mama!' He exclaimed as she picked him up from his running jump.

'Hello, Tsu-kun.' Nana greeted with a kiss before looking down to Harry. 'Hana…'

It feels like there is a chasm between them of things spoken and things he was unable to. He shifts slightly, nods to her. 'Nana-san.' He responds without much inflexion. 'I contacted my friend. He's on his way. You aren't busy this week, are you?'

Nana swallows and the atmosphere is distinctly awkward, so much so that Aoko is looking between them in confusion. 'No, we aren't.' She nods before taking a step forward. 'Hana, last night - do you mind if we talked -?'

'Sky-dono.' Kana interrupts, just in time, with her face just as impassive as it normally is even as she offers him a hand.

He takes it but turns in time to shake his head before Kana takes him away. 'No, not tonight. Sorry, Nana-san.' He replies. 'I've got somewhere I need to be.'

'Oh…' Nana frowns, eyes bright in panic. 'But tomorrow -?'

'…if you like.' Harry allows before turning away and leaving the two behind him after waving goodbye to Tsuna and Aoko.

'You know the way, Sky-dono?' Kana asks eventually once they are out of sight.

Harry tilts his head. 'Sort of.' He responds. 'Don't worry, I won't get us lost.'

'I have no worries.' Kana states in an impressive deadpan but doesn't otherwise complain so Harry supposes he's safe.

Nana and Aoko had taken their boys to the park though she knew it was just an excuse for her friend to interrogate her without their children having to witness it. 'Nana -' she says instantly once they are sat on a bench while Ken-kun was walking with Tsu-kun to the swings.

'I know.' Nana sighs, last night had not been a good one for her and she hadn't slept much as a result. Restless she had pulled out photo albums from the one from her childhood that her father had abandoned into her hands in their upset, the tiny one from her wedding and the one she had been creating of Tsu-kun.

She had taken them all to bed with her and looked at her life and wondered how things had gotten so bad. It was sort of unnecessary question, the one she needed an answer to was why she had stayed with her husband so long.

'That was...' Aoko trails off again, her face still holding back the wince it was trying so hard not to crease into.

'I know.' Nana repeats.

'Nana.' Aoko commands. 'What happened? And is it why you look like someone's just stabbed you in the back?'

Nana's thought instantly tightens to the point where she feels like she's going to choke. She repositions her head so its harder for the children to see her distress but that only enables Aoko's worry. 'That -' Nana croaks around the sobs that want to escape. 'Wouldn't be inaccurate.'

A hand curls around hers and Nana wonders what she's done to deserve a friend like this. 'This is to do with Hana-chan?' Aoko asks.

Nana is half way in shaking her head. 'Not - not really. I've just…he knows a lot.' She tries to explain without saying things she shouldn't say. Maybe this is how Hana feels trying to talk his way around her. 'Actually…I…'

'What is it, sweetie?' Aoko asks gently.

Nana licks her lips. 'I think it…it may be time to -' the words were difficult to say even when they were building in her thought. Her heart was beating in her chest and it felt like she was overheating. 'To get a divorce.' She manages to finishes. It doesn't seem like the sentence has even left her lips before something in the core of her is unravelling.

She shudders a gasp as her thoughts go back to Hana's Flames and how she had almost…recognised a part of that in her, only it burnt while Hana was warm. Now, with that admittance, the heat was cooling; disappearing like it had never been. It left her feeling dizzy, with an empty space it had carved out in her she didn't remember ever having.

But then there was freedom like she had been unburdened from a weight that had been suffocating her for so long. A haze was lifted from her mind and she was left feeling…lighter, clearer without that link she had been holding onto.

Aoko's squeals which are enough to get Nana to concentrate. Her friend looks like she about to break down into happy tears with her wide, wet eyes. 'Really? You mean that?' Aoko asks desperately as she grabs hold of Nana's shoulders to which Nana slowly nods. 'Oh thank Kami-sama.' Aoko breathes like she had been holding it since she first met Iemitsu. 'Wait, I'm confused how did you…?'

Nana hears the end of that sentence as come to your senses, but maybe that's just her own head being judgemental. Then again, perhaps not. 'Ah, Hana had a lot to with it honestly.' She admits. Learning about what Iemitsu had been doing, even without fully understanding everything, was enough for her. She had already been giving too much for this marriage. It was just too much. If she kept down this path then there'd be nothing left and…

Aoko's mouth moves silently for a second. 'What did he say?' She then demands. 'I've been going on about this for - since -'

'I know.' Nana says, feels like she'll be parroting that for awhile. 'I…I'm sorry. I can't talk about it right now.'

Aoko tilts her head like she's trying to read truth from behind Nana's eyes. '…alright, but does this have anything to do with why things seemed…odd between you and Hana when he left?'

Nana leans back onto the bench. 'That may have been my fault.'

'Huh.' Aoko blinks. 'What're you going to do about it? It looked like Tsu-kun's grown attached to him.'

Its been two days, springs to Nana's mind.

It's not just Tsu-kun, says another part.

'I'll have to apologise.'

Aoko smiles, confused but supportive. 'That sounds like a good start.'

'As good as any.' Nana sighs, wishing she could have handled things better.

Con/textual Vomit (Sort of important): Sooooo...I may or may not have gotten a little stuck. I updated bits and pieces of the first chapter and the third, but I've completely changed chapter 2 and now this one. There were things I needed to do so that I would be able to continue properly. I've built a proper foundation to expand on now. Cut ins with the Wizarding World will probably happen in a few chapters once I've sorted this first arc out. I think I've got my pacing down now.

I am so tired and fed up. I am not going back on these first few chapters for anything. If I do, I honestly don't think I'll be able to finish it.

To those readers who have just started to read this mess and haven't a clue as to what I'm talking about then, welcome to the chaos!

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