𝖍𝖝𝖍 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘

How he met his clown

Just a short thingy I wrote

Author: me😀🤘

___________________________

At the age of ten Illumi already had two siblings. The recently born heir, Killua he was perfect. Illumi was told by his father that he would train Killua. Illumi was excited, he couldn't wait to train Killua. He had already started to train Milluki who was barely three. All three siblings were different from each other now.

Illumi had grown taller, his hair longer it now reached down to his shoulders. He had always had long hair even when he was a baby. Milluki was born too with that rich black hair. Though he was a bit more chubby. Killua was different though, he looked just like his father. He was the heir and he was perfect. He had Silva's hair, snow-white and blue eyes.

Illumi held the newborn heir in his arms. Illumi was on a chair, Milluki by his side. Killua was adorable, Illumi couldn't wait to be a good big brother. He walked carefully and placed Killua in the new expensive bassinet. Milluki was sat on the floor next to Illumi' s feet. Illumi gave Killua one look before he grabbed Milluki' s chubby hand.

-

Two years later Alluka was born. She had black hair just like Kikyo and deep blue eyes. Illumi would have to say she was the kindest person he ever met. She wouldn't bring you down instead lift your spirits. Illumi liked Alluka, he remembered braiding her hair a lot. And both of them picking out hairclips and jewelry. "This purple one would look perfect Illu!" she said one night.

A year later Kalluto was born, the youngest. Just like most of the children, he had black hair but he had pink eyes. As well, a beauty mark on his chin. Illumi noticed how he was neglected most of the time. So in his spare time, he would talk and paint Kalluto's nails. "Thank you for caring "Illumi gave his little brother a little nod.

___

Illumi closed the picture book, photos of when all his siblings were born. His parents didn't keep many photos so Illumi took them himself. At sixteen Illumi was quite bored at home. Yes, he trained Killua, but that only took up some time. Milluki went under softer training, Illumi thought it was unfair really. He would never be able to be a top-tier assassin like Illumi. Killua was currently being scolded for being outside.

" You're are to be inside my love!" his mother yelled, with not much sweetness. Her fan was probably being crushed by her hand. Illumi walked out of his room, walking with no sound. He appeared like a ghost behind his mother. Kikyo fanned some air to herself "Yes Illumi dear?" she turned to him. "I am going someplace" Kikyo went into another tantrum. She gasped "What for, you need to stay here with your dear mother!" she cried.

"Where are you going anyways, you can not be fooling around!" her fan was once again clutched harshly in her hand. "Circus "Illumi said, with his eyes blank of emotions. Kikyo wiped a tear dry "If you must but make it snappy, I don't understand why you like that place so much". She yelled at Killua to follow her. Illumi didn't know either why, but he kept going because he wanted to see that clown.

The walk to the circus was peaceful, he could have driven there but according to his father, his driving was horrible. Illumi thought he was pretty good. He finally arrived at the circus. He checked his phone, it said to meet the clown where the bushes and benches were. Where they first meet, Illumi remembers.

---

A circus was where seven-year-old Illumi was taken for a reward. He had managed to complete his assassination job quickly and efficiently. Illumi wasn't necessarily happy with the place selected. But he would not complain, he was a good child.

They were in the most expensive seats, with the best view. Kikyo was in her general outfit, her black hair up in a bun. Her dress was poofy, taking up some space. She had her smooth hand on Illumis's right hand. Her fan was being held by her husband Silva. The performance was fine to the small boy. But he would have enjoyed a trip to the ice cream parlor." You have to stay fit my love!" his mother would say.

Some women were juggling pins while balancing on huge blue balls. Illumi sighed "May I go to the bathroom?" he asked his mother. "If you must, hurry don't miss the main performance". Illumi got out of his seat. Straightening out his fuchsia kimono, he made his way down the stairs. His luscious black hair was braided into a Dutch braid. He went into the hallway looking for a bathroom sign.

But then decided to take his time it wasn't like he wanted to go back. He went through the exit, the doors closing behind him. There were benches and junk all over the floor. Illumi was disgusted this place needed to be cleaned up.

He heard a sound, a whoosh. Like a lightning strike, he changed places he went behind a bush and had a needle between his pointer and thumb finger. A boy that looked about eleven. He had pink hair that was cut into a muller under his ears. It was very stylish though. His gold eyes starred at the yo-yo he was playing with. Makeup was drawn on his cheeks, and he chewed bubblegum. Illumi confirmed that he wasn't that dangerous.

He stepped out of the bush when he barely let a foot out of his hiding place. A voice chuckled, Illumi glared at the clown." What's a beautiful girl like you doing here~" cooed the boy." I'm not a girl "Illumi said back, his big eyes starring back." Then why are you dressed like that, want attention, I can give it to you "the clown gave him a little grin. Illumi knitted his eyebrows "I am not to be in contact with people like you "the black-haired boy sneered.

A card flashed towards, Illumi dodged the card. Though he would have liked better to catch it, so he could rub it into the clown's face." You're an assassin right, no normal little kid could dodge that "Illumi didn't respond. The clown motioned him to come forward, Illumi took some steps closer. He did not feel sacred he could take out this pathetic boy if he wanted to.

The clown showed him a deck of cards in the air with his nen. He made them fly in certain directions, up and down and made them twirl. One turned into a violet flower, the other falling onto the clown's left hand." For you doll~" the boy handed him the flower. Illumi took it quickly he shouldn't be here with this clown. But anything beat being inside. "My name is Hisoka what's yours?" Illumi just tilted his head slightly.

Illumi was sure this Hisoka boy was going to ask for a friendship. Which he would obviously deny because assassins don't need friends." Wanna be friends?" Hisoka asked, popping his gum. The clown raised his hand, facing the palm to Illumi. "You seem mute, high-five my hand if you want to be partners?" Illumi thought about it. Friends and partners were different, so he softly placed his palm against Hisoka' s palm.