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Chapter XII: x Misplaced x

(8) Never been so deep inside a shadow…

Never been so insecure of what I know…

I've gotta figure it out…

I need a story to tell…

Where's the feeling I long for…

I've got to figure this out

Before I lose you…

before I lose you...love (8)

Erin Mccarley, Gotta Figure it Out

"Hey" Kurapica waved. He was sitting at the edge of a cliff, looking at the cloudy night closing on them when Gon appeared.

They'd left together to search the island early that morning driven –of course- by Gon. No. It'd been more like Gon had jumped in a boat almost with no hesitation and Kurapica in deep thought had trailed behind.

When they realized that they're work was taking longer and longer by the hour, they'd ended brunching together in the island under the treetops shade.

But they'd done so quite in silence, as if both had too much on their heads.

Only when they'd reached their humble berries dessert had Kurapica remembered his earlier telephone call. So he'd proceeded to inform Gon about Killua. And yes, only at this had the boy snapped out of his reverie.

"WOW."

"What?"

" I forgot- I forgot – I forgot- I was going to bring him breakfast and then…"

-"then it seems Leorio took care of him so don't worry. Anyways it seems he has slept all day"

Gon looked troubled. But he seemed to find certain resolution, as he asked only a few more questions regarding the albino and hadn't commented any further. And he hadn't motioned to return, Kurapica noted. Which was great because like that he had an excuse to remain there, on his own private search. Then they'd spread out into the greenery, contacted only over phone.

Night now blanketed them.

Gon seemed just as entranced in his own thoughts as he'd been at lunch. Kurapica, without turning back, felt him walk slowly to his side, to plop beside him at the edge of the cliff, in silence.

"So" Kurapica began "I couldn't locate the rare breed of wolves you were seeking…. I called you but at the end you weren't answering your cell phone anymore. I figured out you'd eventually appear on your own at the meeting point"

"Yeah…" Gon's feet dangled loosely.

"I did Killua's part of the assignment as you asked me to"

Gon answer came in delay. He seemed to shake other thoughts away before he turned his head "Thank you, its tough work"

Kurapica hesitated…

"At a certain point my attention was occupied in trying to track a certain presence that accompanied us today…. It was rather perplexing, I don't know what to make out of it "

"...I sensed it"

"I thought you would."

" I don't know who it was" He looked at the Kuruta with his huge honey eyes.

"It wasn't Hisoka. He didn't leave his trademark" Kurapica said.

"Oh, I found it" Gon handed him a joker card.

"But maybe that one was intended for you" he pointed a finger, a friendly eyebrow lifted. Gon reexamined it as if it the plastic card had written the answer.

"There's a chance it might have been a spider" Kurapica let out indifferently "there was something familiar about it." The nonchalance hadn't worked 'cause Gon's immediately turned, beckoning.

"A spider? But that would mean…"

"Gon, it's a known fact they're after me…" He let out gently. "Maybe I haven't been careful enough."

"But what would you do if- would you be able to flee?"

" I came here willingly. I do know I said I would take a break on the subject" He eyed him "That does not mean I didn't take precautions"

There was this silence where Gon observed the determination in Kurapica's stance. And the elder felt half heartedly awkward and amused. He was waiting for the boy's next question. After all, he was going for his own cross-exam with the boy later.

The raven however, seemed to choose his words well. His young voice resounded in the dark with a crystal quality.

"Kurapica"

"Yes?"

"If you found them, would you fight them?"

Mmm...He let out a low sigh, and tried to answer truthfully

"It depends on the number. But I think that…yes"

An owl hooted faraway.

So he wasn't running this time.

Huge honey eyes studied him. Kurapica smiled knowingly " Well, I've calculated it is a strategic zone for a fight, it would be a regretful not to take advantage of it."

He'd turned his gaze to capture again the beautiful dark forest slides that ran towards the mountain peaks of that island. And catching the sparkle of curiosity in Gon's honey eyes, he couldn't help to lean a little. His voice lowered in confidence "They might be here…You know… Maybe I'm unconsciously chasing after them. I came here after all because the-"

His phone vibrated in his pocket. He almost jumped out of his skin.

"Message" he excused.

He didn't check it.

Gon didn't know how to make him follow. He added shyly.

"Because?"

"Because…." But the Kuruta didn't proceed. "Just because..."

The prolongued silence and avoidant eyes informed Gon he should rest his eyes somewhere else. So huge honey irises landed over the star splotched sea.

The boy's openness did that to people, Kurapica had noticed. It made you lower your guard, made you at ease; it suddenly seemed pointless to lie. Unconsciously one couldn't help trusting him.

It was all the more dangerous. Not because he didn't trust him, but because information itself was something dangerous. Sometimes he understood perfectly why Killua was always content just tagging along. Gon interrupted his thoughts.

"If you fought them, would it be a to-kill fight?"

Seriousness imprinted the youngster's features. And for a fleeting second Kurapica felt he suddenly looked older.

"...Yes"

Gon stared at him in expectance.

Kurapica stood up and signaled something smoothly. Gon thought it was either 'let go' Or 'let's go', he couldn't be sure.

But he obediently followed as Kurapica spoke again. Switching topics.

"You might think I would be disappointed we didn't ascertain anything about that presence. It could seem quite a futile use of time. However, I actually I discovered, as a good hunter must, what can bring us back to the ship, now that its the middle of the night"

He smiled and whistled.

A beautiful huge bird appeared, right where the dark lonely trees cut the silhouette of the island at their backs.

Gon immediately identified it as a female nightingale, despite its unusual color. It was black with large white spots…or white with large black spots, pick your like. It slowly floated as if suspended, high above, before landing gracefully some meters away from them, arching smoothly and folding its wings. Curling as it was now, hiding its legs, it was thrice their size.

"Turns out reading those HxH guides' on the ship came out pretty handy. I'm properly informed these birds are very friendly"

Gon though hadn't waited for any approval to approach the feathered creature.

It stared back with beautiful huge eyes. Gon lifted one of his tawny arms and caressed its soft feathers.

"Hey" The nightingale closed her eyes snuggling her enormous head against his palm, as she emitted a hooting, almost purring sound.

"I'm calling her 'cow!'" Gon chirped.

Kurapica half smiled, and couldn't help the instinctive checking-out of his surroundings. Just making sure Hisoka wasn't there to snatch cuteness embodied.

He sighed "It turns out that if you feed her with dead mice, she'll let you ride her. It seems someone had already tamed her before us" the Kuruta conveyed a meaningful smile.

But Gon didn't follow the train of thought intended as he gazed up at Kurapica.

"Have you talked to…err… Leorio again?" Kurapica could tell he was trying to disguise his interest. It was unusual for Gon.

"Yeah" Kurapica exhaled. " Killua's fine...now" he swiftly answered the implied question. "But it seems this morning Leorio withheld to us how bad he was. He did look pretty unwell, no?"

Gon's expression remained fixed on Cow's feathers as he nodded slowly.

Kurapica exhaled "Before you arrived I called him. I understand that only now that he has all under control Leorio decided to tell me how bad it was. Killua ran a dangerously high fever...and is really sick"

"He said that?" alarm set alight Gon's eyes.

"Yes."

"Is he alright?"

" Don't worry …it was risky at the moment but now all is fine"

"but he'll be alright?"

"yes.. Leorio will force him to rest all that's necessary"

"oh"

"He seems to have caught some unknown flu…weird uh? Who would have guessed the dude wasn't immune to all… well you would know that no?"Kurapica laughed. But Gon had remained quiet. The Kuruta examined him briefly, before returning to pack his own stuff.

"So Gon, what did you do yesterday?" He inquired casually.

The boy didn't answer.

"Gon"

"Uh?"

"I was asking you what you had done yesterday"

"Oh! Right!" he scratched his nape remembering "yesterday…oh, what I told you guys. We ate chocolate. At Pandora's"Somehow the memories lightened the gloomy expression from before.

"You were together all the time?" Because eating chocolate did not account for those bruises after all.

"Yeah! wait no. At a moment our shop was robbed and Killua went chasing after the thieves. He taught them a lesson alright! That's how we got a car" He added with enthusiasm.

"So thieves uh? and how many were-wait what? You drove a car? And where did you leave it?"

"Parked at an abandoned house by the beach of Pandora. I told Killua we were stealing it. He told me it was already stolen so it didn't count. And I told him that they'd steal it again if abandoned. But he kept the keys anyways" he paused "I think he likes having a trophy of his victims" Gon laughed.

Kurapica paled. "He killed them?"

"No" Gon said bothered. "He kicked their sorry butts, that's all...and kept the car keys"

"Oh..." well, you never know... "and how many were there?"

"mmm Four of them."

"Nen users?"

"No. why? They were just your common burglar I think…" He paused and suddenly looked up "Kurapica, I think he got sick because we swam till late before and after we arrived to the ship, and it rained but we didn't change clothes and… that's what Mitosan used to tell me in winters- it is my fault"

Was that guilt? Kurapica stifled his laughter.

"Do you feel sick?"

"I'm fine I think"

"Then maybe it was something else. But take care anyways; if it did that to Killua, I can only fathom what's left for the rest of us"

Kurapica was standing now beside Gon, carrying a bag. The huge nightingale opened her eyes, as if smelling its contents. Kurapica answered waving in front of her one dead mouse. Gon thought it was unusual for that type of bird to eat mice, but then he reminded himself it was already unusual her size and colour. Maybe she had some owlish heritage.

"Such a beautiful creature" the kuruta muttered under his breath slowly. Inadvertently echoing his thoughts. Kurapica's expression was unexpectedly peaceful …All his features had softened as if for a moment he'd made a truce with the world.

The blond would have agreed. Even though the spiders could be near and he had to resolve a little Zoldick mystery.

There was a silence, only filled by the sound of chewing and small cracking bone snaps as the bird ate... Meanwhile, Gon arranged his own stuff in a bundle in silence.

"So you found them" Kurapica cast him a side glance.

Gon looked up with honest surprise on his brow.

"How did you know?"

His friend gave a low chuckle at this.

"Well, you just confirmed it" So naïve..." So, tell me how was it"

But Gon looked troubled.

"I…don't know. I guess it was great…" But he didn't elaborate further. He just climbed over the nightingale which had leaned, ready to take flight passengers or not. Kurapica climbed behind.

And for the short journey to the ship, the youngster was quiet…

Kurapica knew Gon well and so he cast away his worries. The boy would probably share aloud his concerns tomorrow. He had to admit he had a similar way of processing things when something was bothering him. He just didn't talk openly about problems after he'd munched them up. It was probably due to different personalities, or past, or age who knows. He would never get used to relying on friendship as much as Gon did, but he was learning.

Gon stared.

And stared.

And stared.

As they flew through the night, nope, he couldn't shake it off. The feeling he was supposed to be experiencing was the light weight, the thrill of flying. Or even more…that feeling of a conqueror, achieving the treasure, the El Dorado, he'd found it. He dashed over the black mirror of the seas and Gon thought it should be wonderful. But he didn't. And he was flying.

Like on greed island.

With accompany card.

He thought of his day. After hours of exploring and finding more wolves nests and hide-outs than he ever wished to see again, he'd finally found a hidden cave of different trails to the rest. It belonged to a pack of wolves of singular paws. Nothing too extraordinary though. It was a matter of following their track- though it proved quite difficult for such a misleading small sign.

And running through the forests and-

Bam! the big fall.

He was sliding through what appeared to be a trap. And he'd landed into a second forest floor, a hideout.

And there they were: Beings and beings of all sizes with black fur and wolverine appearance; but with two heads on one body.

It was unbelievable.

Gon thought he would explode like a balloon. Out of awe and fear. He was thrilled. He was beyond thrilled. It paralyzed in a rush all his muscles. He could hear his heart beat on his ears, ringing from the fall.

The accomplishment was augmented by the fact that the wolves weren't attacking him at all in their silent staring. Even though he was on their territory. Actually, a youngling of the wolf-pack had approached him, smelling him warily before throwing him of his feet with full force and licking him with two heads.

It was disturbing and wonderful if something like that fit ever inside somebody's chest.

He felt like rediscovering again something so unknown- he'd been trying again and again to sink into his head the idea that this was something his own father had discovered. Somehow the own hunt that had lead him there brought him closer to the idea of Gin and his own goals. He realized he'd wanted to celebrate. He'd wanted to scream, to hooray out loud and high five-

Right.

It's not like he hadn't done that before. They'd done it a thousand times, walk on their own according to certain goal, it was fine. They didn't have to do all together and sometimes Gon liked it that way… especially when it came to Gin. That was something that, well, was his own.

Now he'd made a huge discovery on the field of his private search.

And it was odd.

Yes, yes yes. He found himself able to predict what the albino would have said, the captious look he would have given, the dangerous smirk that would have pushed him, Gon, to find the pack of wolves even sooner.

It wasn't right. He'd thought he'd been in the wrong place that morning and so he'd gone ahead and found what he was meant to.

He was still misplaced.

The flight was over.

"Have a well deserved rest Gon" His voice was low and gentle as they saw the bird disappear at the horizon.

"Kurapica-" Gon began wondering but was cut.

"No. We'll see the guys in the morning"

"But…"

" It's too late to wake them up… it's really late"

"…ok" he'd forgotten the time…

"We'll see them tomorrow"

"Yeah" Gon smiled.

" Sleep well" The blond patted Gon's shoulder

"You too!"

As Gon walked the lonely halls of the deck he heard the silent murmur of the sea and he still felt an ache.

Was it because he wanted to find his father, but the goal seemed always to slip away and away? Well it did irk, it itched and bothered, the weight of the unmet defiance was that it? Or was it because maybe it was okay that things kept that way as long as…

He'd entered their room. It was empty.

He'd left his stuff there and had directed towards the infirmary. Locating it was easy with the aid of an old and dear technique: Leorio's aftershave.

The infirmary. The words glowed in the dark . Everyone was gone except for the petite secretary who led Gon to Leorio's room.

The doctor had passed out in one of the examining couches. Evidently tired.

The secretary informed him that in one of the adjacent rooms slept the albino. Then she'd leaned on one of her heels, with a morbid glow under squared glasses and whispered "by the way, is it true that he's a… well you know, a Zoldick?"

Gon now stared at the white door in expectance. He finally turned the doorknob .

It swung open. He slid inside.

It was all dark. The moonlight entered through one of the windows. And there in the middle was a cold-looking metal hospital bed, with Killua inside. A stitch pulled inside his chest. He closed the door behind him.

The silver haired boy was lying on one of his sides, fast asleep…. His arms over the blanket, his head hidden in the bend of his elbow. His hair falling smoothly over his forehead..

Gon approached and realized the boy was connected to an IV. And his wrist was in a cast.

He hadn't been there that day… he hadn't appeared again at all after he left. Why he had cast?

Gon walked towards the bed vacillating.

And silently he crept over to the space Killua left at his back.

Not to disturb him, as quietly as he could he slid his feet under the thin bed clothing.

He lied there, just centimeters away from Killua, staring at his neck …Gon's feet meanwhile fondled with the sheets, something he always did when he thought.

His right toes would draw circles on his left foot. And then the other way round. And the sheets would slightly tangle and untangle.

He sucked in air.

And in an impulse he moved closer. To embrace the sleeping boy…

He held his breath. Holding him inside his arms.

He felt Killua stiffen at the touch. Gon's heart was racing without letting go. And then the raven was startled. Killua had….mewled.

"…no…"

It might have not existed, so soft a thread of a voice as if pronounced under a heavy fog of deep sleep. The pale hand drowsily moved to hold on one of Gon's wrist. Gon held his breath. Frozen and weirdly thinking of cats. He was hidden in Killua's neck paralyzed.

But seconds and minutes crept. And gradually he felt the albino loosening up inside his arms. He had not woken up...

Gon sighed... Liking and fearing the roller coaster at the pit of his stomach at something he'd never done before. And shyly, he nestled into Killua's neck, to breathe in his scent… He liked that scent a lot… He felt it invading his throat and lungs.,.

He'd guessed right. It did make him feel better…

And he grinned in the feeling of surmount mischief. The strands of silver hair tickled Gon's cheeks as he breathed in again….his warmth…

He wished he didn't want this as much.

Things definitely would be easier had he learned to give up sooner. Definitely.

Ah!

He woke up with a start again. He was getting used to it.

The jagged dark images diffused as soon as he realized there were the faintest ray lights right across the room. It was still too dark. Too early. He closed his eyes again. But the jagged collection revisited. The challenge was to open his lids despite the drunken heaviness of the drugs.

But he did open his eyes again and turned inside the bed, summoning strength from the fact he'd been laying like that for too long.

And there. Right beside him, drooling over the entire pillow, was him. Why was he here who knows. Since when who knows too…

The sun fell on the tanned skin of his waist, and arms. Those arms that held fishing rods and cleaned off dead fish with such skill…All else, the last days…That night…with a little work it could seem unreal. Made of a different texture to the cozy warmth of his chest rising and falling so soundly…

It made him close his eyes and drift closer, to some place warmer, safer than the dark edges and your usual nightmare…He dreamed strangely of Gon's childhood. Being raised in sun rising woods, rays of lights through shades of green.

"Here they are!" Gon entered with two Styrofoam cups and put them in the table. It was midmorning. "So… why the hot water?"

Killua smiled. The boy finally reappeared. He didn't know what to do on his own with so much white all around-the walls, the sheet, and the cast. Staring at the ceiling wasn't a safer place either. It still haunted him, yes.

Gon in front

"You'll see" he tilted his smile.

The raven, curious, settled the cups in the dismountable table, now placed in front of Killua's bed. The boy looked way better than yesterday. Still pale though. But Gon guessed that could only be fixed with some things Biscuit once had told him were called auto bronzers .

Killua placed his hands around one of the cups. He left them there, a look of concentration settling under white silver bangs. It looked funny, because he had a cast while doing so. Gon observed the procedure and was puzzled when he realized it consisted only in… that. Hands around Styrofoam cups.

"Uh?"

"…you're kidding? Use gyo"

"Oh! Right!" He remembered.

-Now he felt stupid.

Killua's aura was pouring smoothly from his hands to the cup as alchemy swirled inside. In a minute he held in between them a nice hot chocolate.

"Whoa, you're turning good" Gon had breathed . He couldn't help it, he'd poked Killua and muttered solemnly. "Beverage machine"

"Don't say it like that" Killua snapped. And sighing he cleared his throat, trying to be civil again "so anyways, what do you want?"

"Mmm I'll go with tea"

"Piece of cake"

In seconds he had in between his hands a hot honey colored tea. .

"Thank you!" Gon took the cup and immediately sipped curiously, as Killua raised a warning hand

" Wait! It's ho-"

"Tongue burn!"

"…"Cause you know, some things never change.

Killua leaned back on the bed, suddenly feeling tired. He gave a discreet glance of distrust at the IV.

" Oh, it's stupid sweet too" Gon noticed.

"Then you do it "he growled.

"Why would I ?" Gon protested.

"Then you like it"

"I like sweet"

Killua rested his back against the pillows. He hated being tired. Something he should not be since he'd been in a bed for at least thirty hours or so.

The whole situation , where things were slightly not under control just irritated him. He was refraining from biting everyone's head off. He wanted to be out of this infirmary as soon as possible. Out out out. He wanted out…

His gaze stumbled into the bag Gon had brought.

" What's in it'?" Killua pointed smoothly with a questioning eyebrow.

Gon always liked that swift arching gesture he made. He raised the bag to Killua.

"I went to go get something for you"

"Ha, knew it. You took too long. It was either that or you flirting with the secretary "he smirked mischievously. The guy had taken long.

"Yeah! Wait, what?"

Killua laughed "The secretary! You didn't run into her? She came in here, arranging her make up while wondering aloud from where you came from and asking all this very-sexy-questions"

Gon was startled.

"What's a sexy question?" He seemed lost as to the topic of the conversation in general.

"Oh you know. The kind she went asking all casually " soooo what's his deal?" and "is he single" sort" the albino giggled.

At the moment he'd almost killed the lady. And had feigned fulminant narcolepsy too shoo her away.

Gon suddenly looked amused.

"Really? She asked those things about me?" Was that a smug smile?

"Like to hear it, uh?" Killua examined his friend with curiosity.

"No it's just" and Gon's smile had widened even more as a tiny giggle interrupted his speech. To the albino's irritation. "Ok. You see, that's weird because" -giggle- "because before you woke up she was also into the –how you call it? Sexy questions. But then it was about you" he pointed out. And oh, he drank the expression in Killua's face.

…

"Oh its a joke."

"Nope. She did. While fluttering her lashes and asking how old you were, and if you had a girlfriend " Gon, précised, grinning slightly at the remembrance.

They looked at each other disturbed.

Really disturbed.

And they burst out in laughter. The mutual expression of disbelief set each other into laughing hard all over again, one that- interrupted in giggles- read something along the lines of why us, from all the guys, the ones that shower like once a week and eat puffed cheese snacks until an orange pasta covers their entire cheeks or chase each other with disgustibugs.

When some high heeled shoes passed by their door, they tried to shush themselves, but it actually worked like throwing a firecracker between them because maybe it was the said secretary. And when Gon started snorting it was even worse.

It slowly died down as Killua, stifling his giggles, realized he was hungry for the first time in a lapse of some 37 hours that he hadn't eaten.

Sometime in between the foggy drug induced stupor he actually remembered regretting not having drank that hot chocolate Kurapica had offered that night.

"Give me the bag" said the boy with catlike grin. Gon emptied it in Killua's lap, and observed intently his friend's reaction. Violet eyes had widened slightly and you could again say boys will be boys.

"Candies! My game boy! My yoyos!" his voice sparkled at the object selection

"I thought you could use some training in the tedious nursery evenings"

"Training? Oh no, this will help me pass the time until Leorio unleashes me, but I'm leaving as soon as possible which is to-day. "

"You can?"

"Why not?"

"Yesterday you were dying"

"I wasn't, for god's sake, you've never seen me truly-"

He stumbled with Gon's honey eyes, looking deep into his own… "What happened to you?"

For a second he'd actually believed the question hadn't been verbalized. But that somehow it had been whispered out of the honey staring depth.

"Uh?"

"Dude, you have a cast"

Right.

Mmmm….

He felt his silver tongue smoothing out the wrinkles.

"The reason is a beeaautiful mystery. My wrist is fine, so I believe the solution lies within Leorio's small head"

"He said your wrist was broken"

"He must have said sprained Gon"

"no-"

"Yes. At least that was the excuse he said to me to punish me"

"Punish you?"

"Yes, to give field to a heartless payback of years calling him for what he is: a senior." He said in a rush of inspiration. He leaned tired but went on "He has the power to put casts? He goes and puts me one because I didn't take care well enough and fell sick- and the 'you don't know how to take care of yourself Killua' crap" he mimicked annoyed "I would surely be able to move my arm freely if he hadn't such a short temper! But I'm taking it out today 'cause I don't have nothing- nothing but a faded scuba diving bruise." He wrinkled his nose at the cast " It itches, I can't stand it! But -oooooh you brought the ones in the cheesecake fudge box" he pointed and rejoiced, acting as if he had the attention span of a bird.

What a lousy story. But Gon had apparently bought it, as he'd tilted his head smiling. But Killua stopped abruptly the motion of picking one of the many chocolates in front.

"There are three missing" he stated. He looked directly at Gon.

"I..Err.."

"There were ten in this particular flavor box, no?" He tilted his head. "you... ate them?" He asked first genuinely curious. But then devious eyes narrowed ever slightly

"No.. I.."

"Wow, you did eat them uh?" Smooth words coexisting with the dangerous violet glint. His hand extended towards Gon, inviting him to spit the explanation. .

This was bad. Gon gaped because he wasn't such a good excuse builder as his friend.

" Too bad they were my new favorite" the albino had continued. And behind his smile, murderous energy almost fizzed his hair as he smirked "So little Gon, you ate them uh?" He was about to launch onto Gon's neck when suddenly he noticed the word choice of what he himself had said and froze. Just as Gon cried.

"NO! I didn't eat them! I gave them to the secretary!"

"Uh?"

He'd been totally taken by surprise, Gon could tell.

"I gave them to the secretary" he squeaked.

"Oh! So you.. Oh" Killua said lost "so you oh..Eh, so you were really flirting?" His tone of voice wavered from the statement to the question, taking a second longer than usual to resume his nonchalance. Gon fidgeted. And the next was what he thought aloud and heard in delay without biting his tongue in time:

"Would you mind if I had been flirting with the secretary?"

Killua had paled a little before smiling " 'Course not! So you where! You dog" he pushed him on the shoulder in a friendly gesture. Maybe with a little more force than necessary "I would give you my Killua-tips on how to hit on girls"

"You're good at that?"

"If I'm onto it, oh yes." he actually was... "But you also know your way with dating, no?"

Gon almost interrupted him as he blurted

"Then I bet you!"

"Uh?"

"I bet you! Wins whoever hits on a girl best" Gon extended his hand, determination on his eyes.

Killua recognized Gon was drawing the subject to a known field: competition. He wasn't liking it at all. Not the competition part -because Gon was always fun to mess around…. But...

No...

He knew his reality. His, theirs. Resolution settled coldly on his chest.

"Deal" he said smoothly

"Deal!" Gon sealed determined

"Deal it is" Killua replied, not letting Gon's stare go.

"yes, deal it is!" Gon said under clenched teeth.

Silence. Gon broke it

"Uh-uh. So it's a…"

"Deal"

It was an awkward and intense moment, were both were caught in a glaring contest. Killua was the first to break it. Suddenly he couldn't look directly at those eyes again.

"Anyways, you should take into account you began earlier " Killua commented easily.

"Uh? Oh the chocolates. No.. I…lied. I ate them"

"You lied?"

"Yup, so you wouldn't kill me"

Killua heart eased one beat.

"You didn't give them to the- ha ha" he suddenly laughed " You Ate Them" devious intent pulling up the corner of his mouth.

"I-I but, it's just they were there and-"

"Those were my new favorite" The albino had said calmly, examining Gon as if a prey "and it was the only cheesecake fudge chocolate box"

Gon's skin hair rose in anticipation out of instinct but it was too late, Killua, cast and all had launched at his neck and toppled him in the bed attempting a headlock, with such ability he barely disturbed the bed sheets. But Gon, just as swift, stopped him with a knee so he finally settled with just choking him on all fours as Gon intensely wriggled and fought back and laughed.

"This will do for today's training" the albino announced. He actually spoke the truth because all his limbs felt like cotton wool. Otherwise he would have already mastered the arm-lock he'd been aiming for, when stopped by Gon's knee.

"aaaah! not faaaair!"

He fought but Killua pinned his hands with his own knees. Gon wailed out of breath and kicked. And one of his legs jerked the table. Which, lever like launched the cup of hot hot tea against them. Killua, without looking, smoothly evaded the projectile without even processing what it was. The cup flew an inch away from his ear to land nicely upside down on Gon's chest.

Spilling all its content.

The scream made echoes.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" Gon's face contorted in a grimace of pain. The water had been so hot it was steaming from his shirt.

FUCK! Killua panicked "I'm Sorry ! I'm sorry Gon! I'm sorry!" Water boiled at how many degrees? what should he do?

"HOT HOT HOT, IT BURNS!"

"What do I do! -" Gon was writhing underneath desperate and in pain clawing his neck "Oh right!"Killua took the bed clothing and began drying Gon's shirt

"NOT AGAINST MY SKIN!" Gon snapped Killua's hand aside and tried ripping the front of his shirt in two. Killua stared.

"Help me you idiot !OW OW OW!"

"Right!"

He helped, desperately trying not to linger on the image of the boy underneath. He felt the familiar unease on the pitch of his stomach.

But then the door swung open.

"No, I don't think it's anything. I mean, they're always fighting-" Kurapica had entered talking to someone at his back when he turned and froze on the spot. Having caught indeed one unusual image for a fleeting second.

Killua was on all fours over Gon, hands near his waist. This one was underneath, naked from the waist up writhing, tears on his eyes. Strips of what appeared to had been once his shirt lied in disarray at his sides, hiding one of killua's hands. Because the other one lied at ease in Gon's neck.

Kurapica blushed just as Leorio and the nurse entered the room.

They all gaped.

Killua jumped as if burned lifting his arms

"This is definitely not what it looks like" He said eyes wide and frozen. A horrible feeling suddenly invaded him chest up. "Definitely-not!"

Everyone stared in disbelief.

"But it is!" Gon incorporated as all stares fell now upon him. He pointed accusingly at the albino "He burned me! It hurts! Just because I ate his chocolates-he"

Everyone noticed the spilt Styrofoam cup, the scattered chocolates, and began laughing. Killua was now blushing severely, the farthest he could be from the raven.

"I told you they were always fighting" Kurapica explained to the petite nurse that adjusted her glasses as she giggled covering her mouth, her cheeks also slightly tinged.

"I-err.. We were fighting and I was aiming for a headlock and the cup was lying on the table and we accidentally spilled it and-"

Leorio laughed madly "and then what did it look like Killua uh?" the doctor nudged him

Killua growled. "Fuck off"

But this one just continued to laugh more as he checked Gon's chest. He immediately applied nen as he spoke "This and some ice right after the burn will stop the skin from blistering" He might use nen but he wasn't god. Else the ice wouldn't be necessary. And Killua wouldn't be up. Despite the horse-killing drugs.

"Could you bring us some ice nurse?" Gon begged, now sitting still, grimacing at the reddening skin on his chest.

"Sure honey! I'm Ellen! Oh, but what am I saying- for you its Ellie-chan! I'm going right away." She bit her lip and hurried of the room excited.

"For you it's Ellie-chan!" Leorio mimicked as he helped out Gon, while Kurapica laughed.

"But how old is she? Like twenty four?"Obviously an age he thought was hiper mega old, it seems.

"Anyways, you shouldn't be out of bed Killua" Leorio scolded gently

"What? No way, for how long am I supposed to stay here?"

"One more night at least. And then restricted movement"

He turned to give a warning look. Because don't forget it Killua-his eyes reprimanded- you fainted out of blood loss, You've got eight stitches on your side, I don't want them opening, nen alone won't do unless you focus on recovery and all the crap he'd been lectured on yesterday.

Killua sighed, hands massaging his temples. His first impulse was leaving all the shit behind as soon as possible. But he couldn't act rash.

… The problem was he had gotten used to rely on his control over petty impulses on the past. Now it felt as if stepping on thin air, he couldn't but feel the constant need to get out out out, irksome itch that would soon mess up with his breathing if he didn't act.

He raised his head. Ah, he felt tired…

"Look, I'll be careful." He said sincerely "Buuuut I'm out of here" he added with sergeant-hand to his forehead. He encountered protests but he continued to ready himself.

"ah come on!" Leorio raised his hands. But the boy was shoving all inside the bag again.

"Killua"

"I'm sorry! But I'm not staying here doing nothing". He looked at the IV that followed him everywhere, doubting

"No Killua. You 're not." And his voice was now hard through stern eyes "you're staying"

"Killua you should-" Gon interrupted as Kurapica in the background wore a raised eyebrow.

"no no no, guys, you did this yesterday, you're not doing it again" he felt his patience and inch away from bursting the seams out of civility.

"Killua" Leorio took his shoulder. Something he always disliked. And which the doctor did a lot to his misfortune. He guessed the gesture conferred him more authority. Control. He wrinkled his nose but did not move. He was the one that needed to control himself. He couldn't avoid the stare and realized ugh, he'd spaced out for two seconds.

"Listen to me" The elder murmured. His eyes read the 'I'm not letting you out if your life is threatened'. The doctor had then paused, to imprint the warning in the low cadence of his voice…

"We have a deal Killua. Remember"

…

The boy stared back unreadable. Poker dead eyes. A deal.

Just then nurse entered. " I brought it!" She waved, two dimples in her smile.

She was rooted to the spot. Cold eyes shot her daggers in one of the most murderous stares she'd ever seen.

Her eyes widened and she lifted her arms "I-I-ll just leave it o-over here"

Only then he realized he'd stared. But she had already propped the ice by the table and had swiftly left, closing the door in a hurry, her heels echoing round the hall.

Killua muttered some unholy words under his breath as he walked past Leorio. He'd been about to kill someone, yes, and maybe Gon new. He knew him so well it was sometimes inconvenient.

"Killua!" Leorio yelled. The albino had opened the door as he also heard the faint 'killu' of Gon's voice on the background.

"Ok then" Leorio rose at his back. " then I will te -"

Killua turned smoothly and pointed his fingers like a gun

"we need to talk" he winked.

Totally unsettling Leorio.

"But first I'm going to take a shower"

"But the sti-"

"…Thanks for coming. And for taking care of me." Thumbs up. And he close the door.

He truly meant it. Despite behaving like a jerk, he truly meant it.

They were left with the IV hanging from its hook.

"When…?" Kurapica asked but Gon ran past him.
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