Okay, sorry guys. Bunny died.

Bunny died hard and rotted into nothing. No zombie bunny returned and nothing continued from this idea. So, I'm going to throw up everything I had already written and planned out here so people will STOP frickin' asking about it.

(Seriously, it gets MORE than a little fucking annoying when one in every twenty reviews FOR OTHER STORIES, OFTEN IN COMPLETELY DIFFERENT FANDOMS, has a question or a demand for this story to be updated. It's obnoxious and annoying that you would disregard the current work that you're reviewing just to make demands about another piece.)

So here. Have what happened in Sunny April and just stop asking.

And no. It will NOT be up for adoption.

NO you may not borrow the concepts, idea, or story.

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Chapter Two (unfinished): The morning was... strained.

Skull didn't have another bike-suit, so she had bundled herself up in baggy jeans, a high-necked purple jumper, leather gloves, and once again slapped enough make-up on to hide the scars they now knew were lurking there. Reborn spent the whole of breakfast, sipping his espresso and glaring at her as she slowly made her way through her porridge, his dark eyes trying to pinpoint any tell-tale signs in her make-up application for scars. But to his mounting frustration, and her increasing distress, he couldn't find any. And it was putting him in a foul mood. Which in turn had the knock on affect of making Skull skittish.

"Uncle Reborn! Stop glaring at Skull-nii-ah Skull-neechan! You're scaring her!" Yuni scolded, pouting at him.

Reborn scoffed a moment, but turned his attention back to his newspaper, his eyes only flicking upward mutinously to catch the way the Cloud Arcobaleno relaxed in her seat. His upper-lip curled in a sneer but he swallowed it back and continued to read, the kitchen filled with the sound of clinking cutlery and the smell of food. It was peaceful, if not pleasant, as the other Arcobaleno shuffled in at various points to eat and speak in low tones to one another.

The peace was, of course, shattered when Cornello came in. Immediately after he had taken his first mouthful of coffee, he turned to Reborn, and with an utter shit-eating grin all over his punk-ass face, began to mock him over his faulty Lady-Radar. Saying he much be getting old and rusty. And, of course, Reborn wasn't about to let that stand.

Lal huffed but otherwise ignored the two Italian men and their little pissing contest.

"Pfft, you can hardly call the Lackey any kind of lady!" Reborn retorted, and Lal scowled when she saw Skull flinch and avoid eye contact at that declaration.

"Reborn, shut up," she interrupted sharply, not looking over at them.

Thankfully, one glance at Skull herself was enough to have both men subside into slightly awkward and guilty silence. Cornello returning to his coffee while Reborn scoffed once again and returned to his paper. A small, grateful and surprised smile was shot her way from the purple haired girl but Lal resolutely turned away from it, scowling at the sting of guilt that flipped her stomach into knots. Skull shouldn't have been so surprised that they would stand up for her – but she was none the less and Lal knew that this was the first time anyone, apart from Yuni, or Fon, had ever spoken up on her behalf because she was uncomfortable, or unhappy. Had they truly been that... She pushed the breakfast plate Yuni set in front of her abruptly away, feeling sick. They had. They had been that horrible to her before. When she was a he and they thought he was just some loud mouthed rookie. They'd treated him the worst. Did their best to drive him away, and then the curse happened and they couldn't, but they'd fallen into the habit and they couldn't stop and – fuck! They'd actually killed her with their abuse, more than once!

She got to her feet and stalked out of the room.

She couldn't stay in that room. Not with that girl. Not when she could still... still smile at her and mean it after everything they'd done to her!

"Just because it wasn't permanent, doesn't mean it didn't happen, didn't hurt," she whispered once she reached the hall, "We killed her. More than once. How... how can she still..."

How could she even fucking sleep in the same building as them?!

Lal's first boyfriend used to hit her. She could never sleep when he was in the flat with her, even when they both shared the same bed. She was too scared that the nightmares from her old jobs would take her and she would do something to provoke his wrath. So she would lie there, awake, too terrified to move, too terrified to even cry as she got so tired that she wanted to throw up. How could Skull actually sleep? Knowing that there was just that thin piece of wood between them and her? How could she continue to whine and complain and mock them when she knew they would attack her, when it could mean her death? And Lal knew that just because she didn't stay dead, didn't mean that it still didn't hurt!

Skull felt pain.

And what they'd done was nothing short of torture, that so called obedience training.

Gods above and below, they'd treated her as an animal instead of a human!

Lal shuddered, how could she even smile at them... having experienced that at their hands?

000

Even though he should have been on a plane to Italy, Reborn was still in the Giglio Nero Mansion. He had absolutely no intention of leaving until this whole clusterfuck with his damn Lackey was sorted. Tsuna could manage without him for a while, he already knew that this situation would be taking all of Reborn's attention – it was a universally accepted fact that if there was something happening with the Arcobaleno, all of the Arcobaleno would be involved. Someone apparently didn't pass this fact onto Skull's old friends.

He paused in the hallway as he heard voices, his fucking Lackey and that white irritance Byakuran – he still didn't like the idea of the albino anywhere near Yuni, but he had come to accept the simple fact that there would be no one in all the worlds (save perhaps himself or Skull) who would be more protective of the little Sky than the former Millefore Don.

"...out of the bag now," Byakuran was crowing.

"So you knew," Skull observed quietly, sounding uncomfortable.

Byakuran hooted with laughter, "I did kill you, properly, as you well know. You didn't think we wouldn't have examined your body as thoroughly as possible to figure out your little Immortality trick?" he asked cheerfully. There was an awkward silence from the Cloud as the albino laughed in her face. "Of course that wasn't always the case, you know," he added with a playful grin as he floated upside down.

The two of them were in the downstairs music room, Skull had retreated in there after breakfast and they'd let her be as they tried to think up ways of handling this situation because, if Yuni's foresight was to be believed, this wasn't over, and one of them was going to be stolen away. Most likely Skull herself. But there was a chance it was Lal or Viper as well, Yuni said the figure had a slender figure and longish dark hair. They had their back to her and was walking away into a hazy horizon of bright colours that looked like the backdrop of a festival with the way some of them glowed and moved.

Reborn didn't like knowing that one of them was going to be taken, declaring that they should go in pairs everywhere. Yuni would be safe with Byakuran so it was deemed that Verde and Viper would partner together, what with Verde's illusion technology being able to maximise Viper's abilities to something truly terrifying. There was no way Lal and Cornello would ever not partner together, meaning that both Fon and Reborn would stick with Skull as she was the main target and having the two best of the Arcobaleno covering both close and long range combat would be the most advantageous. Plus, it would leave a day shift and a night shift in order to keep watch over her at all hours.

Which then lead Reborn to go in search of her and stumble upon this little conversation.

"You were actually a man in quite a few of the other realities. Almost exactly the same only you really were a whiny little pervert, though that wasn't entirely your own fault. I believe the girl, Ginny, had something to do with that behaviour, another curse with the Rainbow piled on top of it," Byakuran blathered cheerfully while Skull curled up uncomfortably on the loveseat, the albino floating entirely too closely in her personal space. "There was one reality where you went in undercover. No one figured out who you were. Heck," here Byakuran's grin became very salacious, "you were even my secretary and I hadn't the foggiest of ideas. You were certainly more skilled at deception and infiltration that Mukurou-chan, though I can comfortably put that down to your 'feminine wiles'."

"That's... I..." Skull trailed off, avoiding eye contact, face tomatoing in discomfort.

"You were very good. For a virgin," Byakuran added then grinning and Skull promptly shrieked, boot lashing out and impacting the albino's head. If it were even possible, her face was an even darker shade of red, and in his experience, yes that blush did go down well below the neckline.

"THAT'S NOT – I WOULDN'T – SHUT UP!" she screeched darting away from the laughing Millefore boss as he rubbed his head. A door slammed as Skull shot out of the other door and into the drawing room.

Just as cute as he remembered. Not to mention easily flustered. That had originally been one of the reasons why he had never twigged her as a spy, no spy would behave like that and actively look sad when he gave an assassination order and cry on her desk when she thought he wasn't looking even as she sent the order off. To him, apart from Yuni, Skull was the most interesting of the Arcobaleno because in almost every world, Skull was a little different. Sometimes it wouldn't even be the same person where as all of the Arcobaleno would be the same – right down to Cornello taking Lal's place on that Fated Day.

Skull had been male, female, had gone by Harry, gone by Iris, had been someone completely different and named Neville as a boy and Lucy as a girl. Skull had always been ever so slightly different in all the worlds, sometimes only in the way they took their tea, or how tall they were, or what freaked them out.

And Byakuran had always taken great amusement and pleasure in toying with them because, like Tsunayoshi, Skull was just that much more amusing. Not so much a pawn as a player. Or a Knight who had her own rules and turns that no one else could quite understand. It tickled him positively pink that whenever Skull was female and hiding the fact, Reborn never found out until Byakuran either told him, or strung her broken corpse up naked in front of the base. So having her alive, revealed, was just so deliciously hilarious to him because now, now he got to see how things would change between the two of them.

He rolled over in the air and grinned at the Sun Arcobaleno when he heard the distinctive click of a gun's safety being removed. He hadn't known Reborn was listening in on that conversation, but it just made it all the more amusing that he had. He now had some idea of Skull's true skillset, and the fact that she even could be sexually active – likely as not that idea had never even entered into the Sun's head, into anyone's save his own in actual fact, mainly because he had been the one to throw her down across his desk and have his wicked way with the Cloud Arcobaleno. And now that it had... Byakuran very nearly cackled out loud and into the Sun Arcobaleno's face. All full of wrath without even knowing entirely why he was so pissed off at the thought of his Lackey being taken advantage of, even in another life. He was so deep in denial he may as well have been wiping his ass with papyrus.

"Can I help you, Reborn?" he asked playfully, making absolutely no attempt to hide the mirth in his voice.

Dark eyes narrowed, "Yes. You're going to tell me everything you know about Skull from every reality you've dealt with her," he demanded.

He could have hooted with glee, "Of course, do sit down, Reborn! This may take a while."

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It was Verde who raised the alarm when he discovered Skull's bike missing from the garage.

Reborn had spat out some curses that had Byakuran positively cackling, even as he cupped his hands over Yuni's ears so she couldn't hear them herself. That was not language to be used around a young lady. He would have expected it out of young Gokudera-kun's mouth before the Sun Arcobaleno's in all honesty. His little Famiglia were rubbing off on him.

The Sun Arcobaleno snapped up the keys to his car, and took off. When he got his hands on that little brat he was going to wring her neck. Then lock her in her room where she couldn't give them the slip again.

He seethed quietly as he set Leon to the task of divining out where the Cloud had gone. What was she thinking? Sneaking out like that. Did she want to get caught and dragged back to, wherever it was, and forced to marry that red headed harpy's brother? How did she even sneak out in the first place? Byakuran could talk until he was blue in the face about how she was a master infiltrator and spy, or how she left swaths of death and blood in her wake when angered, in the various realities he had experienced, but there was just no way that it applied to their Cloud. Skull was useless. Even more Dame than Tsuna at the best of times. A Rookie in over his head, and now a lady in need of protection. And a good spanking if she kept this foolish behaviour up, he mentally added, grinding his teeth as Leon finally got a lock on her.

With a vicious jerk of the steering wheel, he skidded around a quiet street corner and continued on towards Namimori's more busy residential districts, idly noting that it wasn't too far away from the rather lack-lustre apartment block that Gokudera Hayato once called home before Tsuna came into his own as Neo Vongola Primo. His brain ran through a mental catalogue of underworld names that belonged to the area. There were a few.

Three drug dealers, Umino, Haruta, and Yuusuke, five Prostitutes and one Soap-land girl, a Host who did backroom dealings, a group of six Yakuza belonging to the Busujima-kyodai. And one forger.

A very good forger.

And he didn't do business with just anyone. In fact, Reborn would hazard a guess that no one in his block knew who the fuck he was. Takazou Yuuta, known as the White Rabbit, was very expensive, and very skilled at his forgeries. Be it money, identities, wills, pay-slips, school records, passports, anything and everything. He was good. But almost impossible to find. You had to know a guy who knows a guy who's friends with a guy who knows him, and even then, Rabbit knew everything about you before you approached him. And if he didn't like what he found, then you weren't getting his services, you weren't even finding him.

How the fuck did his fluff-brained Lackey know the Rabbit?

Screeching to a stop, he climbed out and stalked through into the building. The Yakuza Gakis taking one look at him, and shivering at the aura of menace that cloaked him, left him well alone as he took the stairs up.

He found them on the third floor, and stopped dead.

If it hadn't been the height, the knowledge of who lived there, Reborn would not have recognised who he was looking at. Gone was the bike suit. The baggy jeans. The overlarge sweater. Gone was the short purple hair and overdone purple make-up. Even the piercings. Instead, a petite girl in a yellow knee length, sleeveless sundress, white high-heels and long red hair was stood in place. Her skin was darker than Reborn's, a healthy tan, and over one shoulder she had a fashionable white bag, in her other hand was a thick packet of papers. She laughed and bowed gratefully to whomever was hiding in the doorway in front of her.

If it weren't for the height and the build, or the absolutely minute way her body stuttered for a heartbeat when she turned and saw him staring from the stairwell, he would not have known that this woman was Skull.

She looked at him with a vague expression of curiosity, suspicion and wariness, but no recognition glinted in those eyes, no fear. As if she were a perfect stranger reacting to the understandably strange instance of a man staring at her for a long period of time. She edged around him warily, hands tightening protectively on her purse.

For a moment, he considered the fact that he was mistaken. That Skull was probably still in the Rabbit's place, or seeing one of the local Yakuza for whatever reason. But then he moved his arm, to adjust his hat, and she flinched, her eyes flicking to Leon and he knew. That ingrained reaction. That was Skull. This was Skull.

And she knew immediately that she had been made. Because her eyes widened and she started to run.

Reborn cursed, why the hell was she running?!

The girl skidded into the stairwell, but instead of running down the stairs, swung herself over the bannister and dropped down to the next floor, sundress flying up as she dropped. He followed suit, half expecting her to break an ankle before he reached her and his heart halfway in his throat at the idea (he resolutely didn't question why he felt this way when he had done a lot more than break her bones not too long ago – ladies shouldn't – they weren't, it was a man's job to protect the women around them! Lal didn't count, she was a Soldier before she was a woman and that was the way she liked it and Reborn wouldn't consider trampling across her pride when she had proven it with blood, sweat, tears and a mile of dead bodies in her wake. The Lackey was different! Soft and clumsy and stupid, who wouldn't lift a finger to protect herself and actively goaded them into being violent toward her! Yes, the Lackey was different. The Lackey needed to be protected. Even from her own stupidity).

She raced past the Yakuza Gakis at a flat out sprint, ignoring the hooting catcalls they flung in her direction

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Notes for the rest of chapter two: Reborn uses Leon-dowsing/divination/scrying in order to track Skull down. She's collecting her papers from the forger when he appears and drags her back. While they were gone the mansion was attacked though and it's still in full swing when they return. Skull and Reborn work together on the bike to take out as many of them as possible. The Order has to retreat – a few of them pleading with Skull to fight 'it' and come home to them. That it isn't her fault and she shouldn't listen to them, that they would find a way to save her.

There's an argument afterwards about Skull's attempt to ditch out, change her identity and move on.

Extended details: Basically, when Reborn chases her, she manages to swing onto her motorbike which she had hidden a street over and gunned off. He does catch up, and manage to get her to return to the Mansion. Only when they arrive the Order are attacking it again. Skull does the driving while Reborn shoots, she begs him not to use lethal attacks and grudgingly he doesn't.

As the Order are leaving, she recognises a middle aged Teddy who begs her to come home before Reborn drags her back into the rest of the Arcobaleno and the Order Apparate out.

A lot of details and ideas for Sunny April have gone walk about and missing, and I've forgotten a lot of them, hence why the bunny died. But here is a list of what DID manage to stick around.

Skull has a mild form of MPD. With her natural appearance, black hair, green eyes, and scars, she's a lot colder and more battle hardened. She is The Girl Who Conquered, she is Iris Potter, the woman who fought and ended a war. She isn't allowed to be quiet, she isn't allowed to be weak. Skull however, is both carefully crafted to be as divorced from Iris as possible, and allows her to be as selfish and whiny as she wishes she had been allowed to be. Skull is more of a selfish release than anything, and a lot of her current behaviour is trained in by the Arcobaleno's treatment of her while she was still mentally and emotionally fragile in the aftermath of the war. She was barely 19 when she was recruited to be Arcobaleno.

The situation with Ron is most definitely not what it seems. There never was any kind of marriage law, but there were rumours, and even a Bill that was drafted up before the people rose up and slapped that idea down. Too late, because Iris had bugged out, cut all contact from the magical world and gotten herself hit with the Arcobaleno curse. Ginny is lying.

Yes, Draco was the one who carved her face up with some help from his loving aunt Bella. However, Iris doesn't blame him for it, and in fact pities him because she could see quite clearly that he didn't want to. He couldn't do much before Bella would lose patience, snatch the knife away and then go to town on her. This was during their brief stint while captured by the Malfoys – Bella withheld summoning Voldemort in order to try and torture information out of her, and since Dobby had been able to rescue the others, she only had Iris to torment. As she had already demonstrated an ability to shake off the unforgivables, Bella decided to go a little more hands on.

Ginny lying about the marriage contract is complicated. I originally had her pegged as someone who was severely mentally twisted by the Horcrux exposure as a child, it's been a festering wound in her mind ever since. And after the war, she tried to settle down, being Iris's bestfriend she tried to temper her darker aspects, the mental poisoning, but when Iris left, and then Ron and Hermione had their massive, nasty falling out, she had no female friends to really notice when she started going off the rails. She tried to gain access to Teddy multiple times but Andromeda was protective and without Iris there suspicious of everyone who would specifically try to be around Teddy. Eventually Ginny fell off the map for a time, and while she never went Dark Lord, she did become rather interested in the Dark Arts, and obtaining power and influence. When Iris's magic comes back onto the radar due to her Arcobaleno curse being broken, it took some time to track her down, and then identify her. Then come up with a plan. In the end, she imperio's Ron, doses him with a few potions, and sells him on the idea that the group Iris is staying with have her drugged and manipulated into believing this whole cock-and-bull story (I can't remember what it was about, but apparently it was the reason she had been missing for the last thirty years over, probably so that she could protect them), and that if Ron married her, she would be under their legal protection thus couldn't be manipulated like that again. Ron spreads the word, brings the Order together, and she weaves the tale carefully, using whatever she can to manipulate things in her favour.

Essentially, Ginny is our antagonist, she intends to use Iris's marriage to Ron as a stepping stone to catapulting her into fame and fortune by dosing them both with Dark Potions so that while they're in the spotlight doing their thing, she's behind the scenes pulling the strings and living fat and happy. Only stepping out into the light when it suits her. She gets the fame she wants but none of the hassle.

Reborn and Skull was going to be a slow burn romance, mostly with Reborn trying to come to terms with his world views, and change them, Skull trying to come to terms with their history and push past it. Both of them working through their mutual negative views of one another to see the good parts, and then eventually the best parts. They've seen one another at their worst, now its time to see each other at their best and reconcile those images to what they know. There was going to be a lot of forgiveness needed on Reborn's part, and a great deal of honesty on Skull's part, as almost everything about her is a carefully crafted lie that became so much of a second skin she no longer remembers who she is exactly. She's never been allowed to be herself, so now she has to figure that out. Good thing Reborn's good at that sort of thing.

Teddy loves his Godmomma, wholly and completely, because unlike everyone else, she kept in contact with him. Sent him letters, spoke to him over the phone as much as she could. Hence why he was the most desperate to get her back, even if it meant going along with the BS Ginny was talking about – he did tell Hermione, so the two of them were quite prepared for whatever mischief the youngest Weasley was plotting. He doesn't like Reborn, especially when he realises that his Godmomma is now younger than him physically and mentally, so takes to being as protective of her as he is of his own children (Yes, he's got kids – he's thirty three, they're really young and when she meets them in person for the first time Iris is besotted and spoils them rotton).

The end: This never really clarified itself to me beyond Iris telling the magical world to GTFO of her life in the middle of a swanky Ministry Dinner Party that the Arcobaleno gatecrashed, she kicks off her stupid heels, links her arm with Lal, and swans off to join the rest of her family who are all heavily armed, incredibly dressed up for the event, and waiting at the door to lead her out.

And that's that. There wasn't going to be any more after the door closes on the gobsmacked witches and wizards.

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