So… This is my very first try writing a drabble. I find it harder to write than a normal fic because of the limited word counts. It supposed to be around 100-200 but I ended up writing almost 500. I think it's more appropriate to call it a vignette than a drabble.

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I'm sorry for any grammatical errors and typos. Corrections are welcome.

My Another Brother

"No matter how many years it takes, I'm going to get my brother back…"

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The Zoldyck family was consisted of ten people: a great-grandfather, a great-grandmother, a grandfather, a father, a mother, and five sons. It didn't take a lot of time for the Zoldycks to conclude that the fourth son's power was way too dangerous and uncontrollable.

Everyone in the family agreed that Alluka's power might bring harm to them if it wasn't handled carefully and decided to isolate him for good. Everyone agreed, except Killua and Kalluto. While Killua opposed the idea because he truly cared for Alluka as a sibling, Kalluto was simply too young to understand what was going on. The youngest member of the assassin family didn't even know the existence of Nanika. Everything he knew was everyone had been treating this certain brother of him specially. Their parents assigned a lot of servants to take care of Alluka; Killua never left his side ever once; Milluki constantly took him out for a walk; and Illumi, who was supposed to only care about his job, showed some interest in him.

In the vision of this little kid, it seemed that everyone really cared about Alluka and Alluka only.

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And then one day, that special brother of him suddenly disappeared.

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"Mother, where's my brother?"

"Illumi is out for a job, Milluki is in his room doing God-knows-what, and Killua is in training room with your grandfather."

"No, not them. I mean the other one."

"Huh? What do you mean, Kalluto-chan? You only have three brothers."

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Everyone had been acting really strange. No matter how many times Kalluto asked about him, they acted as if that person had never existed from the beginning. What was going on? He didn't understand. He didn't have any idea.

The barely five years old Kalluto was still too young to understand the dark secret of his family.

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Seasons changed and years passed by, yet the fourth son of Zoldyck family was still nowhere to be found. Everyone seemed to have really forgotten about his existence. Killua was no exception. That selfish silverhead even ran away from home, uncaring about the one he once had claimed to be his sister.

Kalluto was different though. Even though he vaguely remembered about his younger days, he still remembered about that person. His curiosity toward the mysterious disappearance never vanished and he wanted to see him once again, just to prove that the latter existence was real.

Unknowing that the long lost brother was actually locked in the deepest part of the house, Kalluto set on a journey to find him. When would they meet? Would they ever meet? He didn't know. No one knew.

Nevertheless, no matter how long it would take, no matter how many years it would be, he would definitely find him… the another brother of him.

How do you like it? I hope it's good enough to suit your liking. Please review! Critiques are also welcome.