Gon is determined to become a great wizard, just like his father before him! Killua is his familiar, a blue eyed cat whose fur is entirely white, except for the thin line of black that runs vertically between his eyes. There is more to this familiar than meets the eye. Before one journey can be complete, another one begins!
The original idea for this au is @jyuanka‘s, first mentioned in this post. When I expressed interested, I was encouraged to elaborate. I bet you didn’t expect me to elaborate this much! (Fact: Neither did I. My inability to write short prompts for these two may be my own curse.) Thank you so much for indulging me.
So I fell asleep while my dad was watching Phantom Rouge earlier and had a dream about hxh since I guess I was listening to the movie or whatever.
But in my dream Gon and Killua both (along with Kurapika) had their eyes taken but instead of the situation being all grim and tense, they were just whining about it the whole time… Well Killua was whining.
Gon was still trying to run around like normal and was like “Fite me” to everyone who told him to stay put because he has insanely strong senses and doesn’t need to see.
Kurapika was all “woe is me” and TOTALLY milking having no eyes. Being completely and utterly useless and dramatic. You know, moaning dramatically and flopping on the bed, couch, floor, etc.
Killua was just being a whiny brat and complaining about every single inconvenience…. Not exactly a new development (I love this kid). But like. He was really REALLY clumsy without being able to see. Like he was being all cocky and arrogant… Until he consistently tripped over stuff and ran into walls because he “couldn’t see any damn thing.”
Leorio? He was legit their babysitter because no one could do ANYTHING without either putting themselves in danger or getting hurt or complaining.
Tahl was sitting in the comfortable armchair, she could see that his midnight blue
eyes were full of pride and she too could not keep the proud smile off of her
face when she watched her son perform his difficult task of Force manipulation.
The young child
was currently in a one handed handstand, sweat was forming on his forehead and his
eyes were closed in concentration and his free hand was outstretched to several
small objects he was levitating. All kinds of things were floating through the
room and not ones were they colliding with each other.
eyes followed a couple of books that were floating near his head, while Tahl
concentrated on the little imp. She had seen the brief grin that had appeared
on his young features and moments later, she knew what had went on in that
brilliant and mischievous head of his. Qui-Gon’s lightsaber rose from the man’s
belt and he reacted just a second too late, before it was out of his reach,
hovering above his head.
smile appeared on bearded features and the male Sith reached out with one of
his hands and he Force pushed the young boy, who promptly lost his balance and
fell to the wooden ground with a thud. The objects in the air were barely
caught by Tahl, who watched in amusement, when her husband literally pounced on
the young child and tackled him by tickling him half to death.
Not there, nooo,” Obi-Wan was half laughing and half crying, while he struggled
to get out of his father’s grip, but to no avail.
little one, this is your punishment for taking Daddy’s lightsaber,” Qui-Gon
said, but there was no sternness in his voice. It meant that he was not angry
or disappointed, he just had searched for an opportunity to torture his little
please! Help me,” he begged when he realized that he could not stop the older
male. Tears were escaping his eyes and he was laughing really hard by now.
eyes connected with sea blue ones and a silent conversation was held through
them. The female stood up and put her work aside for now, before running
forward and jumping against Qui-Gon. The two adults rolled around the floor for
a few moments, as if they were children too, but eventually the male Sith
allowed his wife to pin him down. Meanwhile Obi-Wan was catching his breath.
come quick. I don’t know how long I can hold the evil Jedi,” the Noorian said
and there was a sparkle in her eyes, when the ginger haired boy immediately
sprung into action. He came running over and promptly sat on his father’s legs.
Mom?” he looked seriously up at the older woman.
have to extract valuable information from him, like where he hid the cookies.”
raised an eyebrow at that. He had NOT hid the cookies, this had been his wife,
but he would play along for now. “I will never tell you Sith scum anything,” he
growled and even bared his teeth a little, just for show.
you will,” she made sure that he was indeed pinned to the floor by using the
Force. “Obi-Wan, do you have an idea on how to get the information we require?”
haired boy pondered for a moment, then his blue-green eyes wandered to his
father’s bare feet. An evil grin appeared on his freckled features. Qui-Gon had
only ONE weakness – in the boy’s knowledge at least – and that were his feet.
haired male regretted having taken off his boots. Granted, he always did so, he
just felt more ‘free’ like this. But when the little brat actually started to
tickle him in return, he couldn’t take it and broke out into laughter as well.
down at her struggling husband, whose eyes were tightly shut and who was
desperately trying to break her hold on him. He looked a lot younger in this
moment and he was just as handsome as she remembered him to be. Her heart
skipped a beat, when she realized how much Obi-Wan had done for them, without
really knowing it. He was the reason the two Sith got up every morning, despite
their setbacks concerning the Jedi Order. He gave them a huge reason to stand
up each morning and to try again. It was all in hope of a better future for
please…” Qui-Gon barely managed to get out, “I’ll tell you… everything… you
want to… know. Just PLEASE… stop!”
so, when his mother nodded her approval. The older Sith took a few calming
breathes, before opening his eyes and gazing into expecting blue-green ones. “The
cookies… are in one of the pots in the upper drawer… in the kitchen.”
him Obi-Wan, now go and see if he tells the truth.” The ginger haired boy
nodded enthusiastically and hurried away. “Don’t forget to wash your hands,”
Tahl yelled after him.
chuckled, “I just hope that he won’t use this unique… technique… on future Jedi
that he might run into.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” yet the female Sith could not help but chuckle at the
mental image she received, “he is smarter than that.”
chose exactly this moment, to reenter the living room. He was carrying a box in
his hands and sat down on the ground, next to his parents. Tahl sat down next
to him and therefore allowed her husband to sit up as well.
haired male gazed lovingly down at the child and reached out to ruffle his
ginger locks, to show that he was not holding the assault against him. Obi-Wan
giggled in delight and moved so that he was resting against his father’s chest.
Meanwhile opened Tahl the box and handed each male a treat. In this moment, everything
felt joyful and right. Everything was as it was supposed to be.
think the Jedi are so mean, because they don’t have a family?” Obi-Wan’s voice
suddenly disturbed the peace and he looked up at his mother in question.
know,” she exchanged a glance with Qui-Gon.
think they are jealous, because they don’t have families,” decided the young boy.
be the case,” Qui-Gon began, “all the more reason to show them a different way.”
is not hate you should feel for them, but rather pity. They do not experience
love like we do, their Code does not allow it the way ours does… you should
feel sorry for them.”
“I do,” he
nibbled on his cookie, expression thoughtful and not focusing on anything in
particular. “Is this why we are stronger? Because we have each other I mean?”
one,” bearded features smiled at the boy in his arms. “And one day, the Jedi
will realize this, or bow before us.”
then, well-behaved little Sith need to sleep,” Tahl cut in and as if on cue,
Obi-Wan yawned. She reached out and took the tired boy from his father’s arms,
who quickly kissed his son’s forehead, and she brought him into his room,
before putting him into bed. She wished him a good rest and silently closed the
door behind her.
entered the living room again, she found the older male cleaning up the mess
the three of them had made.
almost finished the next strategy, do you want to take a look?” Now that
Obi-Wan was asleep or at least in his bed, they could openly discuss their
plans, without having to fear that he would follow them in an impulsive and
answered, “have you remembered to calculate the costs of the bounty hunters?”
she replied and picked up the previously discarded datapad. “I am not sure
about the cell however. Can we be sure that it will hold against a Force
suppressing cuffs and we should be fine,” he straightened up, arms full of
stuff and he walked around the room to put them back to their original place.
what about this…”
still a long way from victory, but both Tahl and Qui-Gon, were confident that
one day, the Sith would not just be a minority…