18Chapter 1
A/N: I suddenly got the urge to write a HxH story after reading (and watching) HxH like…3 or 4 times. Well! That certainly took long… ;] Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hunter x Hunter, only my OCs.
Warnings: This shall only be displayed on the first chapter (this one) or if the rating changes.
Shounen-ai, yaoi, slash, whatever you want to call m/m relationships. OCs, perhaps OOC, slightly AU (not much), but mostly canon.
Pairing: OC/Killua (YAOI)
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X Main Character (whose name you will find out later) POV X
"Hakumi…! Y-you moron…! Why…!" cried the distressed voice. The boy…no…no longer a boy, but a man, in front of me held me gently, crying silently into my shirt.
I lifted a heavy hand, placing it on his cheek, stroking it comfortingly. "A-akira…you were my first love…please…please…remember that you'll never be alone…as long as you think about me. Don't be sad…move on…"
"Y-you couldn't have waited until we got married…" he said, smiling despite the tears running down his cheeks, probably fully intent that I saw his smile as the last thing on earth…that baka…
I smiled for his sake as well. "Now…now I can pass on knowing I saved you…" with that, I closed my eyes and felt my consciousness fade, the last words I heard were, "I love you."
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My eyes snapped open from the soft breath blowing gently across my face, and punched upwards on reflex. "Wha-! Oh…it's just you, Saeki."
The figure in front of me huffed angrily, clutching his cheek. "Hey…! What do you mean by 'just you'? I wake you up and this is the thanks I get?"
"Yeah, yeah… well. Seems like I've made it back with my memories intact once again, huh? Guess this saves him some trouble."
"Tch… you're right about that! You got no idea how much he's bitching about how much work he has to do these days…" said the figure, spreading his snow white wings out and stretching. "Give me a moment, yeah? I'll get the papers."
I nodded my head slightly, acknowledging what he said.
Before he took off into the sky, he paused, lips stretching into a wicked smirk. "Oi! Minna~! She's back…!"
I felt the blood drain out of my face, and started cursing. "Shit! Not this again…!"
Taking a deep breath, I mentally prepared myself for what I knew was coming. A huge flurry of wings flapping and a couple of rough landings later, I was surrounded by almost all the angels that existed, excluding those who went on missions, both male and female.
There were various cries, but I'll summarize them for you. They went like this:
"Hakumi-chan~! Your female form is so pretty!"
"Hakumi-sama, are you going to stay this time?"
"Kyaaah! Hakumi-kun, you're going to choose a male form this time, right?"
This was what most of them were like, as well as several others that I have no wish of repeating.
After another couple of hours of *ahem* torturing, Saeki came back clutching an electronic device that looked like an electronic drawing pad. I sweat dropped, staring at the device. "And…? What in the world is that for?"
Saeki scratched the back of his head, looking sheepish. "You see, I forgot that we had this and he finally told me about it."
I felt myself twitch. "Aah…? Is that so…? So you're trying to tell me that all the times I've been here and filling in those forms and papers for nothing?"
Inwardly, I snickered, watching Saeki cower like a terrified little girl in front of me. He was really cute sometimes. Outwardly, however, I sighed. "Ah…Whatever… Pass it to me."
Quickly, he handed me the device and my lips twitched in amusement as he retreated cautiously into the higher area. "I'll call for you when I'm done."
"Okayyy~!"
I glanced at the electronic device. It contained all the questions that were going to be permanent… for my next life anyway.
You see, when someone dies, their souls get sent back to heaven and reborn into another (or the same) dimension with a different name, perhaps gender, and personality with no memory whatsoever about their past lives. So far, there has only one person who has been reborn 7 times remembering all of his/her past lives…me.
I removed the pen from the side of the device with a click. Sighing, I started filling the stuff I wanted in. Since I'm the only person so far who has remembered everything of their past life, he has 'granted' me the privilege of filling in the details I want for myself.
This is what I ended up with:
Name: Satsuki
Gender: Male
Hair color: Chocolate brown
Eye color: Grey-blue
Flaws/marks: Mole on face diagonally below the right eye
Full-grown height: 184cm
Hair type: Straight
Family job: Assassins
Age of realization: 1
After filling in everything on the device, a small figure popped up, showing what I was going to look like in my next life. After watching it spin around in a criticizing manner, I finally satisfied myself with the looks.
"SAEKI!"
He appeared by my side more or less in around 3 seconds, took the device in my hand and looked through it.
"Huh…you didn't fill in some parts…again."
"Yeah…you can just let him decide."
"Okay…well, you can go to sleep now. You'll fully awake again when you're 1."
"Yeah, yeah…"
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X Normal POV X
A blonde haired woman cradled her child, looking down at him fondly. "His name is Satsuki…Satsuki Kurata."
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The woman cradled her child in her arms, hiding her face with a black hood. She waited patiently in the bus, waiting for the stop.
When the bus stopped for the tourist attraction, she got off the bus cautiously, listening to the tour guide like the rest of the tourists.
"…and right in front of you, you will see the infamous Zaoldyeck family gates. No one has ever seen their faces before, once you go in, you'll never come back out again."
When everyone was oohing and ahing over the gates, the blonde-haired woman quietly carried her child and placed him beside the guard tower, where the guard was occupied with lifting weights and didn't notice her, took out a letter and placed it in the baby's yukata pocket.
With that, she quietly got onto the bus again with the rest of the tourists.
Silently, her tears fell as she whispered her last words to her child, "My child…I hope you live a fulfilling life. Mama…has an illness... She won't be able to see you anymore."
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The guard looked down at his nametag. It said in big, blocky letters, 'ZEBURO'. It had already been 2 years since he had gotten the job for this post. Sure, he was pretty much just a glorified janitor, but the pay was high and it was what those idiots got for blindly charging in and trying to 'assassinate' the Zaoldyeck family.
He was suddenly startled out of his thoughts when a child's cry was heard. "Wha-?"
Quickly, he got out of the office booth and checked where the sound was coming from. It was indeed from a child! Not much older than 11 months and already abandoned here.
What were parents thinking these days? How irresponsible! His eyes were narrowing in anger before the child moved, a flash of white catching his eye. Zeburo grabbed the letter in a flash, trying not to alert the child.
The instant he pulled the letter out, the child's eye darted towards him, cries immediately silenced, watching his every move. Feeling ridiculous at being intimidated by a child's actions, he quickly scanned through the letter and his eyes widened.
This child…! If the letter was real…! With those thoughts in mind, Zeburo rushed over to the telephone connected to the butler's quarters.
"What's the problem?"
"Aah…excuse me. I found a child left in front of the booth and there was a letter…"
"Hm? What did it say?"
"It said—"
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A silver haired man looked down at the child in the cradle. "So, this is the child?"
The butler bowed. "Hai, Silva-sama!"
"…fine. Leave us."
The butler bowed once again, retreating out of the house as quickly as possible, still in the same bowing position.
Kikyo glanced at the child with a blank expression. "So with this, our debt is paid off, is it not?"
"Yes. Though, I feel great potential from this child. He will be a fine assassin. We will raise him as our own."
"What is his name?"
"Satsuki…Satsuki Zaoldyeck."
At that moment, as if responding to his name, Satsuki opened his eyes and blinked them cutely, waking up. He looked at the unfamiliar faces and smiled, eyes curving into semi-circles, a hand raised in the air reaching out to them.
Both assassins looked surprised. "This child…! Potential indeed…"
"Although children are the most sensitive to their surroundings, as well as the auras that surround people, he is completely unafraid! Why, even Illumi cried the first few months when we went near him or picked him up."
After a couple more minutes of staring, Kikyo started caving. "Dear, he's so cute…! I just want to coddle him and spoil him until he cries."
Beside her, her husband sweat dropped. At least there are no other obstacles that will prevent him from being part of our family…though; I really do hope she's kidding about spoiling him…
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X 1 Month later X
X Satsuki POV X
Aha…! Finally, I wake up from that stupid darkness. I've turned one already? Hardly feels like I've slept at all. After thinking these thoughts, I was alerted to the sound of footsteps entering the room. A woman with bandages covering her mouth (and the rest of her face) as well as a strange looking device that covered her eyes, wearing a large Victorian-style hat and dress appeared in his line of sight.
It clicked somewhere in my memories that this was my mother.
"M-m-mama!"
She shrieked. "OH MY GOD! Silva! Look! He's calling me!"
My father (what I deduced from my memories) popped his head into the room.
"Papa!" I said, in a somewhat innocent voice.
"Papa, mama, look! 'Suki can talk 'eady!" I hoped I sounded half as convincing as I did to myself. No way a 1 year old baby could talk, let alone form sentences, but whatever. They can treat me as if I'm a prodigy or something. It didn't really matter as long as I get to move around, not stay here and sleep all day!
Both of them looked stupefied at my 'sudden genius'. I let out a laugh, but it came out as a high-pitched giggle (much to my dismay). Mother started fawning over my first words, crooning and patting me on the head. Father on the other hand, still had a far-away look in his eyes.
It seemed like it finally sunk in after another 7 minutes. "He's a genius…got to be. I couldn't speak until I reached at least 2! Illumi started speaking when he was 2 as well…"
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I escaped that monstrosity they called a cradle easily. I swear if I stayed there any longer, I was going to go insane. What did they say? Stay in a small place for a long time and you go claustrophobic.
I spotted a window near me and using a chair, peeked through it to see how far above the ground I was. At the sight I saw, I started swearing inwardly. What the…who the hell builds a house 1200 feet above sea level?
There went that plan! So I was going to escape the old-fashioned way.
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X 1 Year Later X
I walked up to an 8 year old Illumi. "Nii-san, what are you doing?"
Surprised at not hearing me, he fell to the ground in shock. "Wha-! Oh…it's 'Suki."
I huffed angrily. "What do you mean 'oh…'?"
Illumi smiled and patted me on the head soothingly. "No need to get so angry. I was merely stating some facts."
Pretending to be satisfied, I smiled at him, though inwardly I was fuming that a child was talking to me like this. Sure, I was a child in this timeline/dimension, that didn't mean he could talk to me like that…!
"So…what 'cha doing?"
Illumi glanced down at his book that was sitting in his lap. "I'm learning the finer arts of our family trade."
Heh. Figures…he was such a workaholic. In fact, the only time I ever see him take a break from his work is when I walk up to him and talk to him. He's already gone on his first mission a week ago and is starting to want to know more about our 'family trade' as possible.
Beside me, 3 year old Milluki toddled up to us. "Illumi-nii already started reading up on assassination? Lend me that book when you're done, won't you?"
Illumi sighed. "No…this is a book on Nen. You won't be able to use it yet, but I'll lend it to you. Just don't tell dad that I lent it to you, alright?"
Both of us cheered. "We promise!"
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X 2 Years later… X (he's currently 4 now)
"'Suki, we have to tell you something… we're not your real parents. You were entrusted to us by a dear friend…currently, we still do not know if you are related to her or not since no one has ever seen her face before. Also, we have only known her by first name, so I hope you don't think of us badly."
I looked up at them, my real smile shining through. "Mother, father… I've always known I wasn't your real child…that I was adopted…it was pretty obvious if you think about it, and I've never thought of you as anything other than my loving father and mother that have taken care of me the last 3 years," I said, putting on a serious voice, "however, I do want to go out and explore the world…learn new things…new experiences…being somewhat locked up on this insanely high mountain that our house is on has really made it my passion…"
Father kept quiet, pondering over my words. Mother, on the other hand, hugged me tightly. "Of course you can go, honey! I'm so proud of you! You even started assassination jobs at the age of 4! I'm so very proud of you!"
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X1 Year later…X (age 5)
I quickly jotted down a letter to my family and left through the window. From there, I made my way down towards our family gate…
I opened 4 gates, which made 16 tons, pretty impressive for a 5 year old.
I needed to go to a far-out place where I could practice Nen. It was no good for my Nen abilities to leak out to the world. I needed a new disguise…
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X7 Years later…X (age 12)
"Mito-san! Ohayo! I'm back from my latest job," I cried out, "Is Gon out again?"
Mito-san was like a second mother to me. She genuinely cared for everyone but she wasn't perfect, of course…no one is.
She stopped her work (dusting) immediately and hugged me hard. "'Suki-kun! You were gone a long time and Gon…no, both of us really missed you."
Without realizing it, my face already had a full-grown smile on it. The past 7 years, I had been training myself and body to first keep up with the new abilities of Nen, and second, to further hone my instincts as well as practice the other forms of combat I had learnt.
After a couple more minutes of small talk with Mito-san, I headed to my room and changed out of my assassination clothes. I picked out a piece of clothing that I had made myself. It was a Chinese style dress that had slits up to just above my knees, a pale blue that suited my eyes. Underneath, I wore a pair of black shorts. Sure I was only twelve, but my body had already hit the height of 164cm. If people weren't able to tell I was male (in this timeline anyways), then it was their own fault if they weren't able to tell between genders. Of course, it probably didn't help that my hair now reached all the way down to just above my butt, as well as my bangs that covered my eyes.
Deciding not to ponder on it anymore, I walked out of the house holding myself with a dignified grace that one only mastered with years of practice.
It was pretty easy to track Gon down since he had a unique smell (not that others were able to tell anyways), and I found him sprawled out on a tree branch up high.
Looking up, I sighed, allowing my urge to smile to surface. "Gon~! Guess whose back?"
He shot up so fast; he literally fell to the ground. "Itai…!" he groaned, rubbing the back of his head.
I chuckled. "Nice to see you again too."
"'Suki! You're back!"
"Yeah. Want to know what happened this time? If you're not scared that is…" I said, casting a sly glance from the side.
Catching my glance, he cheered. "No way! Tell me, tell me!"
Smirking, I started my story. "Well…"
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