Farewells x Silva x Door

Warnings: quite a few swears (they have '*'s though)

Japanese: gii-chan = grandpa (it might be jii-chan though, and oji-san works as well)

Word Count: 1218

Disclaimer: I don't own Hunter x Hunter OR Hunger Games. Both works belong to the original authors, as do the characters.

Killua stared longingly at the spot his sister had once stood, her general image still present in his mind long after her disappearance. She could have stayed longer, if she had wanted to, but Killua knew this was better. This way, she wouldn't come into direct contact with the rest of his family.

Hisoka had long since vanished, and a group of peacekeepers were now ushering Biscuit and he to a secluded room near the edge of the station. For greetings, no doubt.

It still surprised the white haired boy that they would allow people to say farewell to their families, even if said farewells only lasted a maxium three minutes. He would not hold it past the Capital to suddenly decide to simply whisk away those who had been reaped the moment they were, without a second to even realise their sudden dilemma. This was all for show then. Good looks. If he wanted to make a good impression on the Capital, he couldn't be seen as a weak, easy target. Acting as such might actually get him a few easy kills, but if he didn't clean up the mess quickly, others would catch his tail. He didn't really want his innocent sister to see him with another's blood on his hand, didn't want her to watch him as he drained the life out of his prey. Didn't want her to see the light vanish from their eyes. Granted, she had already seen all of this, and so much more, but it was the fact that this time he would be held responsible for that loss of life which would surely terrify her.

… Right?

"KILLU!" A shriek voice cut through his thoughts like a battle axe through cheese. Not to mention it cut the table as well.

Killua's blue eyes dulled significantly, his face hardening and becoming blank, emotionless. He turned his unreadable expression towards his mother, daring her to continue with her pointless rambling she had been going on about for a while now. The elegantly (and eccentrically) dressed woman gasped loudly, her voice betraying her excitement as she looked on in awe of her son's potential. Shivering slightly while clinging to Silva's arm to keep upright, she somehow began crying despite the machine which completely covered her eyes. Crying of joy that is.

"Enough, Kikyo." Silva returned the hold on Kikyo's arm before passing her off to Milluki, the fat pig of a brother, and instructing him to take her outside.

His great bulk of a father and he were all that was left in the room now. After saying goodbye to Alluka he had not seen her again, nor had Kalluto shown up to visit. Kalluto's attendance wouldn't have made much of a difference, being as quiet as he was, so the only noticeable difference was Illumi, who also hadn't shown up. This was found as a relief to Killua. Not having to deal with his brother's oppressive presence lifted a huge weight from his shoulders, and he began to fill with relief, his fingers absently twirling the smile-faced pin his sister had handed him.

"Killua." His eyes previously locked on Alluka's parting gift, he allowed his eyes to slowly drift back over to his father's leering figure. Not quite out of the clear yet. Silva was easily twice the boy's height, and sitting down as he was, the distance between them felt all the more vast. Not wanting to be belittled, Killua quickly stood up to stand at full height, still barely reaching his father's elbows.

Swallowing thickly, the albino decided to play it cool. If he couldn't stand on equal footing with his father, how could he ever stand up to Illumi?

Speaking with the first thing to register within his mind, Killua quickly noted the lack of one more person – Zeno.

"Where's gii-chan?"

Not skipping a beat, the longhaired man jutted with his thumb back outside, in the direction Milluki and Kikyo had gone off to.

"He's outside with Kalluto. Neither of them wish to see you."

Killua silently took in this information. He hadn't asked about his younger brother, so it came as a surprise that his old man had bothered to provide him with the extra insight. 'Where's Illumi then?' Surely he if not anyone would like to give him a 'happy' send off.

Taking note of the faraway look in his son's eyes, Silva remained silent as his heir saw without looking the true meaning in his words.

With a cough to alert his third son he would resume speaking, he simply said "Good luck." Before exiting the room.

Watching as his father retreated, Killua slowly took his seat again, wondering whether he should wait to see if anyone else came or if he should just get up and leave. It wasn't like he wanted to see anyone anyway. Right now, the idea of grabbing Alluka and making a run for it was sounding better and better. But where could they possibly run to? No doubt Illumi would end up finding them in the end…

Falling to his knees on the cold ground, the blue eyed boy grasped at his white locks, pulling on them harshly before letting out a loud, frustrated scream. He didn't care who heard him. He wanted people to hear him. And he knew they did. Exasperated and furious, he bolted up and threw the door open, tearing the door off its hinges and allowing it to fly off far into the distance, where it hit a certain blond on the head.

Expecting her to be knocked out yet at the same time not really caring, Killua was quickly surprised when instead of collapsing to the ground, the far off figure threw the door back at him, before sprinting in his direction, no doubt to tell him off. Turns out the person wasn't so far away after all. They were just a midget.

Ticked off Killua threw the door back at the short, now identifiable as a girl, effectively igniting a door war. Because she was so close now however, the next time she threw the door it ended up hitting the both of them, as she lunged at him successfully knocking him onto the ground.

Despite her fragile appearance, she was a lot stronger and a lot heavier then she looked.

"The f*ck was that for bastard?! Got something shoved up your -censored- ?!"

And she apparently had a dirty mouth with a good set of lungs to match. What a lovely pairing.

"KIISAMA! NOW YOU'VE RUINED MY IMAGE!" It was then Killua noticed the barrage of film crew with overly large cameras and a wide screen, currently screening: THEM.

"Holy sh*t!" The girl with two blonde pigtails and a bright pink frilly dress he now recognised as Bisky slapped him with overwhelming force, leaving a perfect outline of her hand on his face.

Killua felt his eyebrows twitch out of pure annoyance.

"Watch your language!" holding a pale hand to his swollen cheek, Killua felt dumbstruck.

"So you can swear but I can't?!"

"The cameramen caught you screaming."

"… Well f*ck."

And for the second time in his life, Killua was slapped by a woman who was not his mother. (he also had two bright red cheeks to vouch for it)

A/N no offence to any midgets! Today I was talking about height with my friend and she told me she wanted to be 6 ft. So I told her I wanted to be 4'11, and I do! Unfortunately I'm like 5'1 or 5'2 T^T

Sorry it was a filler. At first I had a clear goal in mind but it kind of went downhill… I had also wanted to include something about Milluki being a gross fat pig… at least the fat pig part got in there! Hope you enjoyed! Review please! Constructive critiscm is encouraged! Ideas are worshipped as well! I can't remember what happens in the books too well, but need to watch the movie at least…

Uploaded it legit right after I finished it so there is probably quite a few typos... and repeated words. If you point one out for me you get an internet cookie! ^^ (now how I do I make internet cookies?!)