Aunt Mito isn't really the type to get angry. Not angry-angry anyway; the closest he's seen her get to really angry was back when he was four and some guy in the village squeezed her butt. She'd proceeded to punch the pervert hard enough to knock out five of his teeth (Gon grew up with a very healthy respect for women). But back to the point—sure, she yells a lot and scolds him when he stays out too late and swats his head whenever he tries to sneak his vegetables to Kon under the table, but Gon figures that's okay since that's what moms do, after all. He's never seen her truly furious.

This is why Gon is so surprised when he comes home one day to see her trying her level best to beat some guy to death with a broom.

"You—who do you think you are, thinking you can just show up out of the blue like this? Didn't I tell you to never come back?" She shrieks, lifting her broom up again threateningly. The guy she's yelling at peers at her meekly from behind the cover of his arms and Gon feels his heart skip a beat because he's…he's familiar. The stranger has a face Gon's seen a million times, though never in person, and although he looks slightly different from the photograph Gon has of him, his eyes—

Warm brown with a hint of green. Identical to the ones Gon sees every time he looks in the mirror. As he stares at the stranger who can only be one man (it's him, it has to be him, who else can it be?), for the first time he can remember, Gon finds himself entirely unable to speak.

"And what is Gon going to think, you bastard?" Mito continues, voice getting steadily higher in pitch. It's a measure of how shaken Gon is that he barely even registers his aunt swearing. "Ging—"

"I'm not Ging," the man interrupts, causing both Mito and Gon to blink in tandem. There's a long silence.

"…you're not?" Mito asks finally, expression suspicious. She doesn't lower her broom. "You sure?"

In response, the man shakes his head fervently.

"I'm not him, I swear. Mito, look." He takes his hood off, revealing long, spiky black hair with a greenish tint as he continues to look at her earnestly. "Look at me. You know who I am."

"I don't—" She continues to study him for a moment, eyes narrowed first in puzzlement, then confusion, before finally widening in realization. She blanches, swallowing heavily as her face goes pale with shock. "No way, it can't be—that's impossible! You're—"

At her reaction the stranger laughs, leaning back on the balls of his feet as his face breaks into a strangely familiar grin.

"Hey, Mito. Boy, have I got a story to tell you."

The door creaks open, causing Gon to scramble to his feet in a last-ditch effort to pretend that he hasn't just been spending the past two hours trying to eavesdrop on a private conversation (not that it had worked; the stranger had done some weird voodoo magic that had completely soundproofed the room).

"It's okay, Gon," Mito says wryly, obviously not fooled by his attempt to act innocent. "You can come in now."

"Who is he?" Gon blurts out, too impatient to wait any longer. "If he's not dad, who is he?"

Mito hesitates for a moment, looking like she's mulling over her next words.

"No, he's not your father. He is family, though." She takes a deep breath. "Gon, I'd like you to meet your uncle…Gen."

A/N: …yeah, do not take this fic seriously. It's gonna be crack. Complete crack.

A few notes: This fic was born out of my desperate need for a time travel HxH fanfic, not out of any desire to remain canon compliant (in fact, I can assure you that this fic will most definitely not be canon compliant, especially since I've only gotten halfway through the chimera ant arc). I have ideas for a couple other chapters in mind, but do not expect regular updates. Chapters will most likely not be in chronological order. Obviously, Gon can still use nen in this fic. Gon—or I suppose Gen now—comes from roughly 10 years in the future, so he's like…23? Idk. Younger!Gon is like 10 at this time, so he's already met Kite.

As for name choice, I chose Gen because I wanted something that was similar to Gon and Ging. As an added bonus, it is vaguely associated with 'origin' and 'beginnings' in both English and Japanese, so it seemed fitting.

In regards to my other stories, I'm not giving up on them! I guess I'm taking a bit of a hiatus right now, but I fully plan to continue (and if something changes, I'll definitely let you guys know.)

Finally, I reiterate, do not take this fic seriously because I certainly won't.