Would You Drop by the Afterlife on Your Way Back?
Xanxus has been trapped in the ice for two months when complications happen and
he lands himself a trip to the afterlife. NOT a death fic. Bleach AU.
Note: when I had
the idea for this AU, most of the events were supposed to go differently but
then Daniela Happened…
Shameless Self-Indulgence, Bleach AU (So People Who Are Dead Pre-Fic Make An
Appearance), No Actual Knowledge Of Bleach Required To Read This, Let Tsuna And
Xanxus Go To The Sun Division 2K17, Did I Mention AU? AU, Fic Events Are Happening
At X3 Speed, World Building Details Blurted In-Fic A LOT, POV Character Doesn’t
Get Much Dialogue, Poor Nono, Tsuna’s Big Crush On Ricardo, Vague Implication
Of The Existence Of Ricardo’s Fanclub, Characters Get Mentioned (Blink And
You’ll Miss It! Style).
Disclaimer: Don’t own
It was cold.
Everything was cold.
shuddered and inwardly cursed as the ice tightened its hold on him, seeped into
his body and latched onto his flames like a disease.
He had no
idea how long it had been since he’d been trapped; it was difficult to keep
track of the time while he was literally encased in a block of ice and he had
nothing other than his own thoughts for company.
passing moment, he could feel himself slip away. To where, he had no idea; and
he didn’t know whether it would be a good or a bad thing.
The ice slid
down his frame, it was a startling motion, one that never happened before.
The ice was
sliding away and he was slipping, fast and unobstructed, until he felt himself
hit the floor.
A warm hand
settled on his shoulder with a whispered ‘finally’, and Xanxus leapt to his feet,
jolting away from the presence he could feel with him in the room.
His body felt
weirdly light- how long had he been in the ice? His body was being very
responsive, unexpectedly so.
his attention on the other person in the room; the sight that greeted him was very
In front of
him was the specter of Vongola Primo, solemn and holding his hands up, next to
him was a miniature copy of him: a teen with striking resemblance to the first
Vongola boss but with brown hair and amber eyes. Unlike Primo’s specter, the
teen looked perfectly solid and was dressed in black clothes that appeared to
be of Japanese origins.
approached him, hands raised just like Primo, “Hey,” He spoke with a
quiet voice, as if Xanxus was a little animal who could startle at any moment
and run away.
half pissed, half full of enough spite to make him want to maul the kid.)
blanked; he was in the ice long enough for that fucker Iemitsu to have a
here to take you to where you can get medical attention,” The brat, who
may or may not be Iemitsu’s spawn, continued, apparently ignorant of the
mind-breaking thoughts going through Xanxus’ head faster than the Prince brat latching
on recently sharpened knives, “You’ve been in the ice for a couple of
months already-” Wait, what? “-Your soul has already
escaped your body to avoid further damage-”
The. Fuck. Up.” Xanxus growled. The brat stopped, “Fucking explain
what you just said about my soul.”
look behind you.” The brat pointed.
whipped around, walking a bit sideways to keep the brat in his line of sight
while he looked at the ice.
And then he
There, in the
ice, was his own body still trapped. Xanxus raised his hand, observing it, if
he focused well enough, he could see it fade away at the edges.
He turned the
majority of his attention back to the brat, who apparently understood what the
look on Xanxus’ face meant and elaborated, “You’ve been in there for two
months, no one is supposed to stay in that specific type of ice that long, and
that’s why your soul left your body as a type of self-defense mechanism,
leaving the body in stasis inside the ice.”
dead.” Xanxus ground out, fists clenched to hold in the anger, at least
until he received a satisfactory explanation.
you’re not, yet.” The brat shook his head, “It’s like you’re in a
coma. Your soul is still attached.” The brat raised his hands a little
higher as they glowed orange, the glow brighter around what looked like a ring
on his right hand. Around Xanxus, there was a faint rattling of chains that
appeared around his figure, glowing orange and red, and leading to his body
still in the ice.
are your chains of fate.” The brat shook his hands, the orange glow around
them fading from view along with the chains, except the chains weren’t gone
completely; if Xanxus listened attentively enough, he could hear their faint
sounds at the edges of his hearing. “As long as they’re connecting your
body and soul together, you’ll still be effectively alive.”
they all are severed, I’ll die.”
furrowed his eyebrows and quirked his head to the side, “It depends? You
have access to Dying Will Flames, so if the chains are severed, you can will
them to mend themselves if you’re determined and willful enough. People who don’t
are effectively dead the moment their chain of fate is severed.”
Will Flames users have multiple chains, which come from their original chain
snapping in order to access the Flames for the first time. Next question?”
an eyebrow at that; the brat seemed content to answer his questions.
was being truthful or not, Xanxus had no way to ascertain.
Sawada Tsunayoshi, a shinigami, a soul reaper.”
just said that I wasn’t dead, what’s your business with me?”
souls isn’t our only job.” The brat hurried to explain, “We do other
things, too. We purify corrupt souls that stay in the living world too long; we
take the souls of the people who die to Soul Society; we also handle cases like
yours. You’re not the first person to stay too long under the Flames’ ice, we
kind of have a procedure for that.” The brat gave a shaky smile, “We
get the souls of people like you and take them to soul society where we heal
the damages as we plot a way to get the body out of the ice. I’m here to take
deliberated, “How will you take me?”
open a portal, a doorway between here and Soul Society, and take you through.
Besides, it’s not like the people here can actually see us.”
takes high spiritual power for us to be seen, even for Dying Will Flame users.”
The brat shook his head, “We could parade from here to the entrance while
singing at the top our lungs and stomping on the ground and no one will
you coming?” The brat gave him a look and suddenly, suddenly, Xanxus saw;
the brat’s eyes held the faintest orange glow, and an old presence peeked
For all that
he looked fifteen, he was far from it. And while he phrased it like a question,
it wasn’t one. The bastard was just making it look like Xanxus was given the
courtesy of a choice.
Tsunayoshi’s eyes told him that should Xanxus decline, he was perfectly ready
to take Xanxus by force.
asking me?” Xanxus scoffed and strode towards Sawada, who smiled at him,
wanted to wipe that smile off the bastard’s face.)
to Primo, who was silent throughout the conversation, “Thank you for
specter nodded before he faded away.
hummed, “You’ll meet the real thing in Soul Society. Actually, you’ll meet
a lot of people you’ve only heard about there.”
It was then
that it dawned at Xanxus what it could possibly mean for him to go to the
at him with a small smile, “Oh, there you go. Yes, you have family on the
his right hand, the ring on it glowing as he made a fist and pushed it forward
in front of him, he then turned it like it was a key.
There was a
loud click, and a pair of Japanese doors appeared in front of the two, an
orange glow shining from behind them.
them, showing a hallway made of writhing flames.
gestured forward, “Sky Flames, they’re pretty harmless unless I wanted
otherwise. Getting you to Soul Society safe and sound is my priority, so you
don’t need to worry about me deciding to burn you to ashes once you step
between Sawada and the literal flaming hallway, and decided, fuck it,
and he stepped into the corridor.
through the hallway was silent.
When the two
reached the other end, Sawada waved his hand and the flames parted, revealing
an expanse of blue sky.
forward until the edge and looked down before he made a triumphant sound,
“Okay, we got our landing covered. Let’s jump.” And Sawada proceeded
to do just that.
his head out of the opening and looked around; the hallway opened somewhere
high in the sky. Down, there were houses surrounding a walled town made of
white buildings that stood in contrast with their surrounding area.
Sawada appeared to have been caught in a ring of symbols that was holding him
suspended. Sawada looked at him and gestured for him to jump.
himself, not only was he asked to jump from this height, but also asked to
entrust his safety to a stranger.
die as a soul?
and jumped, wishing he had his guns on him, but prepared to blast flames from
his bare hands to handle his drop if need be.
need to in the end, as just as he reached Sawada, another ring came into being
and surrounded him, halting his descent.
The two rings
than began to gradually drop closer to the ground at a steady pace.
Flames,” Sawada said in lieu of an explanation, “I don’t think
they’re known in the living world except for a select few, and that’s only
because they use it. It’s another set of Dying Will Flames, like the Dying Will
Flames of the Sky and its branches.”
By the time
Sawada finished speaking, the two had reached the ground, the rings dissipating
and safely depositing them on their feet in front of a broad-shouldered,
red-haired man with red eyes that had compass-like markings for pupils. The man
was dressed in the same fashion as Sawada except he wore a sleeveless,
reddish-brown coat on top.
He smiled at
them, “Tsuna, welcome back.” He then turned to Xanxus, “You must
be Xanxus, I’m Cozart, welcome to Soul Society.” Cozart turned around and
gestured for them to follow him, “I’ll be taking you to the Flame Sector
where you will be staying.”
Cozart led them
to the walled city through a side-entrance.
need to attract attention by asking the gate’s guard for entrance,” Cozart
city was as grand as it looked from above with its big, white buildings. Xanxus
noticed there were whom he assumed to be other soul reapers like Sawada and
Cozart, as they wore the same black garb. Except those in the city carried
swords with them, unlike Sawada and Cozart who only seemed to wear a ring
figured that it had to do with Dying Will Flames; there were probably two types
of soul reapers, some dealt with souls that had Dying Will Flames and some
dealt with the souls that didn’t, and Cozart had mentioned a Flame
Sector didn’t look distinctly different from the other buildings. The only
thing that separated it was the boundary wall; it extended much farther than
the boundary walls Xanxus passed on his way, which indicated a much bigger
area. The entrance was modest and had a sign with a flame drawn on it, on top.
building were designed with a Japanese style like the rest of the city, they
were spread out in a way making them face a courtyard. Each building had a sign
on top of the entrance, and from what Xanxus saw, he concluded that each
building was specific for a flame type.
indicated the building that had a sign with a flame, very like the one on the
entrance, “I’ll leave the rest to you, Tsuna, I have paperwork to
do-” Xanxus twitched; the afterlife had fucking paperwork?!
“-you know what you have to do.”
sighed, “Yeah. I do.”
apologetically at him and Sawada waved him off, “It’s not your fault. It’s
just… you know how bad he can get sometimes… and you know how our latest
visitor looks like.”
and Cozart gave Xanxus strange looks that he couldn’t describe and it grated at
him. A part of him felt the overwhelming need to run and never look back, but
he squashed it down; it couldn’t possibly be worse than that time involving
him, Enrico, Squalo and a couple of dresses.
trudged towards the building with the flame sign, calling out to Xanxus,
“C'mon! I’d rather get this done with very quickly. Hopefully, we can get
you to the Sun division within the hour.
towards the building like he was walking towards his own execution, Xanxus
didn’t want to go too.
whipped his head to stare at him, eyes flashing orange, "You will come as
well, or so help me Soul King, I know just the person to threaten you
they were in the afterlife, Xanxus also knew who that person could possibly be,
so he cut his losses and stomped towards the building as well.
And so, the
two walked towards their doom.
Xanxus through the hallways, passing other soul reapers who gave them
sympathetic looks before they continued on their way, as if this wasn’t the
first time something like this happened.
stopped in front of a pair of sliding doors. He took a deep breath before he
Came a cry from inside.
launched into a flying roundhouse kick, nailing whoever came flying at them for
what appeared to be a flying tackle hug, and sending them crashing.
Xanxus peered inside the office to see a figure lying among scattered papers.
They raised their head, to pout at Sawada.
What appeared to be a Vongola Primo lookalike whined.
Sawada ground out, Xanxus was slightly impressed, “What did vice-captain
Storm say about flying tackles?”
do them.” Xanxus heard a person approach the room, “But G is a
bypassed Xanxus and Sawada on their way inside, with an air of muted murderous
intent, “I’m a killjoy, huh?”
G…” G walked into the room and grabbed the Primo lookalike from his
clothes to deposit him on the desk.
Giotto Ieyasu. Fucking do your work.”
Primo, and holy fuck the guy really was Vongola Primo, pouted,
He sighed and
settled himself to start gathering up the scattered papers.
G turned to
Sawada, “So, Tsuna, you’re here to report?”
Sawada started, gesturing to Xanxus, “Extraction successful, I’ll be
taking Xanxus to the Sun division for medical examinations. I’ll turn in my
written report later.”
“Oh my god,
G, he lo-!” G slapped a hand over Primo’s mouth.
looks just like Ricardo, we know. Now, get back to work.”
grabbed Xanxus and dragged him out of the office, slamming the door behind
them. Pulling Xanxus down the corridor, he didn’t let go of him until he deemed
it safe, “Boy am I glad we got that done with. Now-” Sawada turned
the corner, “-to the Sun divi-!” Sawada had to swerve to not hit the
shinigami rounding the corner.
Tsuna! Apologies! Almost didn’t see you there.” Freaking Vongola Quarto
smiled lightly at Sawada from behind the humongous pile of paperwork he was
okay.” Sawada waved the apology off, “Why are you carrying all of
this?” Quarto’s smile turned into a secretive one, “I’m just doing my
duty, helping out the great Ric-”
helping me.” Another soul reaper joined in, “Even though he’s
actually doing all of the heavy lifting. He refused to let me carry
anything.” This one was Vongola fucking Secondo.
Quarto a nod and a discreet look, Quarto’s smile widened and Xanxus wondered
what type of secret the two shared.
you,” Secondo started, approaching Xanxus, “You look a lot like
up, carefully maneuvering himself close to Secondo, “Oh, he’s
Xanxus,” He said eagerly, like he couldn’t possibly be happier doing
anything else other than telling Secondo all about what he did for the day.
Which, disturbing, Xanxus spent barely half an hour in Sawada’s presence and still,
seeing him turn into a gushy, giggly creature was making Xanxus break out into
know, my assignment.” Sawada fucking batted his eyelashes, Xanxus
was clearly lied to, this was definitely hell.
yes, the one trapped in the ice.” Xanxus couldn’t believe that Secondo
wasn’t paying any attention to Sawada’s flirty gesture, focusing on Xanxus
instead with a polite curiosity. Quarto was looking at Tsuna with a pained,
sympathetic look on his face.
course I remember. I personally filled out the paperwork for your
assignment.” Secondo hummed, “But that was sure very fast. I only
gave you the assignment not three hours ago. Good job, Tsuna.” Secondo
sent a faint smile Sawada’s way.
returned his attention to Xanxus, “Welcome to the Flame Sector, Xanxus,
I’m the second seat of the Sky division, everyone here calls me Ricardo, so
feel free to do the same.”
here calls you 'Ricardo-sama’, Ricardo-sama,” Quarto interjected.
said.” Ricardo’s smile grew strained, “Ricardo.”
a deep breath, “Anyway, you should go to the Sun division to check up on
your flames, Tsuna will accompany you in case they need Sky flames for
anything. He’s one of our best when it comes to handling the Harmony
emitted dying animal noises, and launched at Xanxus, wrapping his arms around
him and steering him away, “We should go!” He squeaked.
the two were out of the division, Sawada released him and took a couple of
steps back, his face was red.
quirked an unimpressed eyebrow. Sawada crossed his arms, “Hey, don’t
judge! At least you didn’t see the captain with Cozart around! He has it worse!”
Sawada said defensively, “And now can we finally go to the Sun division? I
think that’s been delayed enough, and we really need to get you there, Soul
King knows just how much of a horror story this will turn out to be if Daniela
about what?” A voice interjected from behind them.
stiffened while Xanxus turned around slowly; the voice was very familiar and
there was a possibility that-
He was met
with his grandmother’s youthful face, “Nonna…” He breathed
She looked just as shocked as he was, one of her hands rose to hover
uncertainly in front of Xanxus’ face, as if afraid to touch it, “You’re
not dead, are you?”
tongue-tied, and definitely also indescribably shaken. How was he supposed to
explain the situation when he probably couldn’t even string a couple of words
together through the lump of emotions in his throat?
Nonna barked, not moving an inch from her position or redirecting her gaze
and didn’t need any further prompting, “He’s not dead, but he’s been
trapped in the Sky flames’ ice for two months.”
him deep in Vongola HQ. The flame signature matches with Timoteo di
sure are you?”
specter was there, he was the one to notify us.”
suppressed a flinch, “We didn’t know that it was Xanxus until today.”
her lips into a thin line, “You went and got him today?”
nodded, “High priority assignment from the second seat, Sky
seemed to recede a bit, not going away, but simply simmering underneath the
surface; she sent an amused smile Sawada’s way, and his cheeks colored
slightly, “High priority, huh?”
slight blush increased, Nonna hummed, “Hurry up and get him to the Sun
division, I need to go and find a couple of people and talk to Elena.”
drained from Sawada’s face after Nonna turned on her heels and headed back into
the Sky division.
grabbed Xanxus and dragged him again, this time towards the Sun division.
Xanxus didn’t protest the treatment as he was still reeling from the encounter
with his grandmother and dreading what she could possibly have planned, if
Sawada’s sense of urgency was anything to go by.
this is bad. We need to see Ricardo about this later. But first, Sun
out of his stupor to snark, “Fucking finally.”
In which Tsuna has a lot of mental, emotional, and family issues, but every single one of his friends and others are determined to try and help him somehow. Meanwhile, Cozart is being “haunted” by Giotto’s ghost, and for a very good reason.
Point #1: Tsuna’s problems have been going on for a long time, at least to an extent, because Nana and Iemitsu never really expressed very much interest or pride in him due to the fact that Giotto (Tsuna’s elder brother) was so much better academically and socially. Depression, anxiety, low self-esteem, a severe fear of fire, neglect from his parents, bullying, verbal abuse, trouble keeping food down – these are many of Tsuna’s major problems in his life.
Point #2: About one year prior to the current setting, Tsuna lost his brother to a fire that was started by the other’s obsessive stalker. To really rub salt in the wound, Giotto had pushed Tsuna out of the way of a falling beam, and that is how he lost his life.
Point #3: Fortunately, Tsuna has a large group of supporters that are always looking out for him. Typically via beating up bullies and trying to see to it that Tsuna doesn’t go back to his toxic parents. Kyoya, Alaude, Mukuro, and Daemon are arguably the most frightening when teaching troublesome people a lesson, and Chrome definitely has her scary moments too.
Point #4: Reborn is Tsuna’s teacher who goes out of his way to help Tsuna with after school lessons. He’s blunt and honest with Tsuna, but even so, he picks his words carefully enough that he never crosses any lines that he shouldn’t. Eventually, their relationship developed enough that Tsuna now frequently visits Reborn’s home, where he found out that his teacher has a lovely wife named Luce, and two daughters named Aria and Yuni. Tsuna often spends the night at their home, primarily because of Luce’s insistence, and also because the family has a way of making Tsuna feel safe. There eventually comes a day when Reborn and Luce go to court to argue for adoption rights.
Point #5: Yuni’s best friend is Mami Shimon, the younger sister of Enma and Cozart Shimon. The latter two end up meeting Tsuna because of this friendship, and soon, Enma starts growing closer to the brunet.
Point #6: At some point before he met Tsuna officially, Cozart saw him leaving flowers at the remains of a burnt down house. There, Cozart meets Giotto, a ghost that can’t pass on because of his worry for his younger brother. Cozart finds a way to turn Giotto’s bones into a precious stone, and then into a ring, so that the other can follow him around and have a little more freedom.
Point #7: Cozart comes to learn all about Tsuna and the tragedy that happened a year ago, mostly from Giotto, who’s quite willing to talk. The two of them bond while discussing their siblings, amongst other things, and Giotto more than just appreciates Cozart giving him the opportunity to really look after Tsuna. Eventually, though, Giotto officially moves on, and they don’t see each other again for a long, long time.
Can I get a S/O scenario where she comments on how Tsuna/Hibari/Enma look so much like Giotto/Alaude/Cozart? Bonus points if she make an off-handed comment on how handsome the first generation are. Please and thank you!
“…Either you and the others dyed your hair for this portrait or I’m looking at the people you guys are reincarnated from.” You stared in awe in front of a giant painting of seven men, each bearing a striking resemblance to your lover and his male guardians.
The amused smile on Tsuna’s face grew as he walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on the top of your head. “They’re the founders of the Vongola, dear. The one in the middle is Giotto, Vongola Primo, my ancestor.” He pressed a kiss on the top of your hair and took in a strong whiff. The scent of peonies engulfed him and he took note that you switched shampoos again.
You cocked your head to the side, taking in the portrait once more with a better understanding. “You know,” you mused aloud, “since you look so much like your ancestor, that means you would pretty handsome with blonde hair.”
Tsuna hummed, preoccupied with slowly pressing kisses down the side of your neck, nipping occasionally. “Are you saying that my great-great-something-grandfather is more attractive than me?” he murmured into your skin. That exact spot was a weakness of yours and he damn well knew it too.
“N-no,” you whimpered as you felt him bite down gently on the spot. “I’m just saying that you would look just as attractive with blonde hair. Primo is handsome, but I like your brown hair just fine, Tsun-ah!” You let out an embarrassingly loud moan as he began to suck on your skin, your knees buckling underneath you.
He lifted his head up, whispering harshly into your ear, “I’ll show you that I’m far better than Primo.”
You watched from you and Hibari’s shared bed as the man prepared himself for bed. “You know, Kyoya,” you began, “you look a lot like the first Cloud guardian Alaude.” There was no real emotion behind your words, you were only stating a fact after all.
The Foundation leader gave you a glance before returning to his previous activity. He was slowly removing his suit, getting ready to change into his night clothes. “So I’ve been told,” he replied neutrally.
“I wonder if he was just as handsome as you are, that’s all.” Common sense dictated so, right? Surely the only difference between the two were their coloring despite having two different nationalities. “He must have also been quite the looker during those times.”
Hibari turned to you, half naked with an annoyed look on his face. “Is there something you want to say, little one?” He wasn’t jealous per se, he was just confused as to why you were so insistent on this particular topic.
You smiled at him before falling backwards onto the bed, letting out a loud sigh. “No, I’m just making an observation, that’s all.” Closing your eyes, the only sounds for the next few minutes were of Hibari’s clothes rustling and then the sound of the light switch clicking. You heard him crawl into bed and you turned away from the sound.
Arms wrapped themselves around you, tightly pressing you to his chest. It was a bit tighter than normal, but you didn’t comment in it. Instead, you placed your hands on top of these arms, rubbing them gently. “Good night, Kyoya.”
The young Shimon boss jolted in place as you plopped yourself next to him on the couch. He held in his hands a thick, worn out book lent to him from Tsuna. A relic from the Vongola archives, he said, something he found when looking for more information on the friendship between Giotto and Cozart.
“Whatcha looking at, sweetheart,” you asked as you looked at the leather bound book. “Looks ancient.”
Enma moved the book so you could see better. “It’s an old journal from Shimon Primo’s time. See?” He turned the pages, pointing at the slanted cursive. “Tsuna found this and thought I should take a look. There’s even a picture of Vongola Primo with my ancestor.”
You stared in awe at the preserved sketch of Giotto and Cozart. It was a rough sketch at best, but you could see the resemblance between the current bosses and the founders of the Vongola and Shimon families. Running a finger along the side of the picture, you smiled at Enma. “I can see where you got your good looks from. Those are some pretty strong genes.”
Blushing, Enma ducked his head down to press a kiss onto your lips. His hands settled on your waist, his thumbs rubbing circles. He pressed harder into the kiss, gently biting your bottom lip for entrance.
“Although,” you pulled away, breathing heavily, “to be fair, Shimon Primo must have looked just as handsome as you were. Kind of makes me feel pretty lucky to have landed you, you know?” You ran your hand through Enma’s hair repeatedly, one hand holding his cheek.
He pursed his lips, eyes furrowing in confusion. “Is that your way of saying he’s more handsome?”
“Don’t be silly, I’d choose you over him hands down,” you smiled as you initiated the next kiss. Knowing you had caused him a little bit of self-doubt made you feel horrible. What better way to tell him otherwise than to show him?
Sawada Giotto, second-year at Vongola, decides to revive the school's long-dead volleyball club. He manages to drag in third-years Knuckle, Daemon, Elena and Alaude, second years G. and Asari, and first year Lampo into the fray. Giotto is the setter, Lampo the libero, G. the wing spiker.
Point #1: The teacher in charge is Giotto’s older cousin, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who’s an English teacher. He was blackmailed persuaded by Giotto.
Point #2: Giotto lives next to Cozart, who goes to Shimon. Cozart is the captain of the volleyball team in Shimon, and it’s one of the strongest. He inspired Giotto to play volleyball. Giotto wants to face off against his team. Vongola used to have a strong volleyball team, but its players have all graduated. Vongola-Shimon matchups used to be called Clash of the Horizon. Giotto wants that to be a thing again.
Point #3: The other two schools Vongola has to get through before they meet Shimon are Arcobaleno and Varia.
Point #4: Tsuna gets touched by Giotto’s enthusiasm and he begs blackmails it runs in the family his old school friends (Tenth Gen Vongola Guardians) to coach Vongola. They have busy schedules, though, so there is no set coach. They rotate.
Hibari is their fiercest coach. He is spartan. He’s a policeman that makes them undergo a modified police training regiment.
Mukuro has put together a community volleyball club thing called Kokuyo. They totally whoop Vongola’s ass all the time and it motivates Vongola more. Daemon hates his uncle.
Point #5: Arcobaleno’s teacher in charge is Sepira. Their coach is Lal Mirch, despite her being in her second year. Luce is the captain. Girls can’t compete in boy’s volleyball, you say? Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha…
Since the rings were buried with Cozart’s body and the knowledge was hidden away from his descendants, I believed that Cozart intended to be the first and last Shimon Boss. Since its odd if he intended differently, because Cozart’s family and Enma’s family were the only two families to use the rings. And Enma’s family found it after the earthquake revealed the rings to Enma and his family.
I also say that he had a pact with his guardians that when he died the rings were to buried with him. It was a secret that died with the Guardians.