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Chapter 14: x Through your bare teeth x

(8) Console me in my darkest hour

Convince me that the truth is always grey... (8)

....I ain' t in no hurry, you go on

And tell your friends I'm losing touch

Fill your crowd with rumours

Impending doom....

it must be true... (8)

And about how you got lost,

but you made your way back home

You went and sold your soul, an allegiance dead and gone

....I'm losing touch....(8)

The Killers, Loosing Touch

"Killua open up!" Gon fisted the door to their room for the eleventh time.

But this time it opened just as his hand was going to land again against the painted wood. He crossed over and fell almightily inside.

The albino in new clothes stared at the figure on the floor. Silver drops glistened on the wet strands of hair.

"Hey" he smiled down

"You locked me outside!" The raven stood up.

"I did? The door must have some defect on the mechanism."

Gon scanned Killua who looked fresh and ready to hike.

"You took your cast! You rebel! Let me see" Gon snatched the albino's arm. Killua sighed, pretending it wasn't painful. Along with pretending he wasn't the liar he was.

"I figured casts and showers would be strange bedfellows, and since I'm not giving up the last one…"

"It's bruised" Gon looked at him. "You had this from before but… Do you think that maybe you worsened it with the thieves' capture?"

Killua stayed quiet some seconds amused. "Brilliant"

"uh?"

" That's what happened Gon. I punched the ceiling of our car. You know, the one I gave you driving lessons with. And I didn't use nen to protect myself. So that's probably why, there you go" He took his arm away satisfied.

"why didn't you protect it?" he said with a 'doh' tone. It sounded quite 'doh' at their level...

"...got distracted"

"like that happens" he glanced skeptically at his friend as he picked one or two things of the room.

"It does when I'm having fun, it's not a real battle and there are chocolates involved" Killua adjusted his bag at his back.

"True" Gon conceded.

Killua followed him outside. Even though he was a natural, he disliked lying. Someone just getting to know him wouldn't believe he only did it when strictly necessary; But he did, even though it came as a language so fluent... In stressful moments that tended to happen a lot.

Fishing nets hanged from their shoulders because they would hunt some fish for their lunch that didn't fell for fishing rods at all.

Killua gave a casual sideglance to him... Gon was running his hand over the arch of the fishing rod, checking with knowing handsome eyes, readying it just in case.

The albino sighed. He didn't know how to pose the subject to his friend. He'd rehearsed it in his mind over and over; so much the words had begun to grow echoes in his mind like chanting to an old tape recorder… One that would rewind and replay with renewed urgency over and over…Gon... I need to leave… we need to leave... can we return to this cruise in another season? Cause I need to leave, Let's go to a far off land where no one can find us, let's go to explore the Tibetans mountainsides or the ice fields of Antarctica, let's go get lost on a Peruvian jungle or maybe back to whale island, somehow, somewhere, someplace there isn't danger, where no one recognize us... but ourselves… let's try this adventure, please let us leave…

Words, words, and words he wouldn't use. He had to begin with the unrolling his tongue part.

"Hey" Killua began…"Gon… I…"

"yup?"

Stage fright.

"…sooo how long were you out there knocking at the door?"

"Long enough to think of a plan" the raven said eagerly suddenly turning around.

"A plan?" ….in what had the boy gotten into now…

"Oh right! I have to update you… Ok. You like adventures no?"

Killua cocked an eyebrow. Half troubled. Half amused.

...

The lady outside was done vacuuming the entrance of the cafeteria.

"The spiders?" Killua gaped across the table.

But Gon's eyes weren't lying. Not that he was too good at doing that anyways.

"I didn't tell Kurapica" the raven looked down for a moment. But then he returned his unwavering gaze "And you can't tell him"

"But he's the one they're after!" He almost spilt Gon's orange juice. Realizing for the third time he'd taken the wrong cup again. Killua closed his eyes.

"Wait, I know" the albino sighed "This is where you tell me one of your stupid ideas"

And by stupid he meant epic and lost-cause.

"I knew you'd listen" Gon whispered relieved.

"yeah, yeah, now surprise me"

The raven hesitated "I actually didn't see them"

"them"

"two or three. Kurapica's path was crossed by one. He told me so. I sensed more" Seriousness imprinted his features.

And for a grave moment both realized Gon had been at the edge of meeting The Spiders outnumbered. Killua's eyes had darkened.

Gon drank his juice from the glass messily and cleaned with his mouth with his sleeve as he added "Kurapica didn't recognize the identity of the one tracking him. But then I thought that's because he's only been in the presence of some spiders. The only moment he got to cross with them was at the hotel, when we were captured"

"I remember well. I broke Paku's arm…" Killua mused. "And Kurapica was wearing a wig, looking like a girl". Good old times.

"Yeah" Gon smiled. "Well, the auras I felt back at the woods, I sensed they belonged to guys from the spider… I knew them. But I couldn't tell who"

Killua played with the straw.

"…You are you sure it's them… That you know these auras from York shin, not from anywhere else"

"Yes"

"You're a hundred percent sure"

"Yes I am. I knew them. I'd met that energy before."

Killua remained quiet.

"With whom could I be mistaking them if not?" Gon placed his elbows on the table, trying to follow.

Killua suddenly realized he'd been brooding. He laughed, his finger tracing the rim of his glass "It could be anyone. Don't take me seriously. I was just making sure...you know... they could be some Zoldicks for a change" he said shrugging. "You said you knew these auras from before, they're also killers-"

"it wasn't them." Gon was categorical. And maybe it was his own misperception, the albino thought, but he'd sensed a trace of anger on the last word. The silence gave a depth of seriousness to his youthful features.

"…Is there a reason why it could have been them anyway?"

Killua paused, laughing mentally at his own paranoia.

"No. none at all."

"You sure?"

"Yeah! I mean, I guess… seeing Brother the other day alarmed me" he murmured. Suddenly sincere.

Gon remained silent a few seconds. Before he lowered his gaze. "Killua" his voice had lowered as well. "He said that if he found them again, it would be a to-kill fight"

The albino remained silent. He could hear the silken low voice of the Kuruta back at York shin. When he told them his secret. The conditions.

"I don't care what he has done in the past… But I don't want him to kill again…I don't want Kurapica to carry that burden. Nor I want him injured or… dead" And there was certain urgency on his tone.

Killua nodded. He understood

"So you've got a plan. That doesn't involve him"

Gon remained quiet…

"But…" the raveb finally hesitated, troubled.

Killua paused "But you know it's his choice, don't you?" he tilted his smile "We are always complaining they meddle too much with our affairs. This is the same" he said gently.

"Yes…"and his eyebrows tilted in sadness "That's why I think I'm evil …'cause I think I'm not going to stop" There was guilt in his expression... and resolution. " I...can't let him" that determination, old as himself.

… Killua sighed…

So much for telling Gon… The world hated him. It had acceptable reasons though…

He rested his chin in one hand

"Neh. That's called payback"

"Payback?" Gon repeated.

"Yeah. They take care of us, we take care of them"

"Payback…" the boy trailed.

"Yup" He looked at Gon intently as this one battled his own demons.

"and so it's not that bad?" the raven asked.

"what? It's awful" he said unblinkingly.

"oh"

"and so you've got a plan" The albino said resting now both his elbows on the table.

"uh-uh"

"I'm in"

Gon smiled faintly.

Since then the doctor was at edge. Every single day he kept cursing under his breath.

He was now walking up the hallways that led to the stairs that led to the top floor of the fancy cruise.

There was the swimming pool…

He climbed. Mirrors at the side gave him back the image of daddy long legs with a frown, as he flew over the red carpeted flights.

He'd encountered a glass door. It reflected his furrowed brow.

From it hang a sign that read

"DO NOT ENTER. UNDER MAINTAINANCE".

He hesitated.

He checked the doorknob.

It was open…

He finally entered as he'd been instructed.

The night breeze welcomed him. The usual lights were turned off but the pool was lit from within.

In its middle, floating face down was the boy, as if holding his breath. Or playing dead.

The door closed at Leorio's back, and at its sound, the albino emerged from the depth of who knows what thought.

He noted how the long blue wet shirt highlighted his violet eyes even from the distance as the albino looked around floating. He took a moment to catch his bearings, being face down as he'd been, before spotting Leorio at the door. He disappeared under the water to reappear at the edge with a smile.

That daredevil brat had evaded him for two days, even though he'd said they would talk. But when he'd been about to snap, he'd received a cell phone message with a time, the pool and a smiley.

"You came early" a wet Killua climbed out. He was barefoot, dripping all over as he just flopped gracefully on the floor in front of him, crossing his legs. Leorio didn't bother to nod, looking quiet unfriendly.

"Gon's sending correspondence to Mito-san…" The boy began unsure. Leorio sat in the chair in front, sighing.

"Can you go into the pool in clothes?"

"There's no one here to tell me otherwise" He shrugged.

Leorio scanned him toes to head. He was dripping all over, white bangs glistening under the pools lights.

"You made the sign of 'pool under maintenance' didn't you" More and more Leorio had been getting the drift that the boy had an issue with defying authorities. He wondered if he'd bribed the caretaker.

"There are usually a lot more people here. I thought I'd enjoy the privacy for a couple of hours" He grinned.

He felt like punching two teeth out of that smirk. The punk was just thirteen, what he believed he was?

"You're not a good influence for Gon" He concluded, eyes closed.

"I'm the one most aware of that, trust me" Killua said with a serious demeanor.

"So…" the doctor said expectant.

Killua rested his face in one of his fists as he sighed "You're here because I …wanted to explain."

"Serves well for an hospital fee"

"Don't get too cocky" Killua grinned. And slumped slightly "I know I owe you…"

"You had me out of my mind- out of-and I couldn't even tell-"

"You worry too much"

"You don't know how to take care of yourself" The doctor spat. "Your stitches are now wet"

Killua remained quiet a second, and added amiably "It's because you don't battle that much. You're not used to stuff I am"

"Then it was a battle"

Killua exhaled deeply. And looked up, searching for the blue eyes. Gon always paid his debts. Gon hated to be indebted.

"Ok. I won't go into details, but I just wanted to tell you the following: It's all taken care of. You don't need to worry"

"Right. As if you're life being threatened was an everyday fare"

"Actually it used to be" he smirked.

Leorio gave him a blank look.

The albino sighed. "Ok.. Look..I settled things. I know you're concerned.. but see, regarding the threat, I have my pride so I called my family. They've taken care of all. There's nothing to worry about now"

"They did? You called them? You haven't spoken with them for years"

"Their future heir was at risk no?" he said smoothly.

Leorio tried to look through him.

The white haired boy returned his stare, his eyes unfathomable mirrors.

"You don't need to worry-"

"Why did you got hurt in first place"

The albino who had been drenching his shirt and shorts with clenched fists as he spoke suddenly stopped. He whispered in a low bothered voice.

"Isn't it obvious? Someone beat the crap out of me. The end."

Leorio tried to keep his expression bold as he raised a skeptical eyebrow

"It's true…" and Killua was now staring at his hands "he had this thing that made it difficult for me to protect myself with Nen"

The non-believing surprise must have shown in his face because Killua interrupted his line of thought

"It's true- I'm not lying…It was awful I-" but he stopped himself immediately.

He'd lost his composure a second there.

"The point is… it's all taken care of. I just need to ask you to keep this to yourself. You know, family business"

"…"

"I could get in real Zoldick troubleif you don't. Please"

The answer didn't come.

The doctor rested his elbows on his knees, while his crossed brow formed a wrinkle over the bridge of his nose.

Suddenly the albino couldn't tell if he'd been believed or not. It tensed his neck and made him bite his inner cheek, because it was the best lie he got.

Finally the murmured answer came as Leorio's eyes softened.

"It`s awesome it`s taken care of… but.. are you ok?"

Killua stood in silence. He felt detached relief.

"I am"

Leorio sighed in resignation "Well, I suppose it's no use to remind you that you were forbidden of swimming. Your cuts and stitches-."

"They're fiiiine"

" Why were you in the pool anyways, at this time?"

"...I missed swimming"

An enthusiastic Gon had tempted him to swim when Leorio wasn't looking. Of course the raven was unaware the true reason of his refusal was that he wasn't exposing himself again for the entire gold of the world.

But he did miss floating.

"You'll have to let me check the stitches in some days. We have to take them away"

"Onto other subject" the albino brought his hands under his chin. "Say… you wouldn't know by any chance if Kurapica's here on…business?"

Leorio's eyes widened in surprise

"why do you suggest so?"

"Ah, I figured you were closer to him than I am…" Killua muttered to himself.

"Yes, but he's even more closed down than you are" he said accusingly.

Killua stifled his laughter "You're not going to forgive me as easily, no?"

"No." he pushed his glasses on a reflex movement. But finally gave in the smile. And then he asked "Why do you think he's here on business?"

"Because he joined Gon for an entire day in one of his hunch-drawn adventures. Only I do that" he emphasized.

"You think he was doing something else?"

"Maybe. Just a thought"

"Just a thought?"

"Yup. Probably my idea"

He'd planted the seed. This was just like that inception movie. He now had a personal spy he could rely on regarding the subject.

"Really? A hole in the roof of the car? That's the reason?" Kurapica frowned.

"Yup. Pretty much"

The day had awoken gray and foggy. At times you could barely see more than three meters of ocean beyond. They'd said in the night it'd been even worse. The mist kept all taking in hushed voices and all clocks standing still.

So they'd decided to spend the day inside, doing some training.

Kurapica insisted worried.

"But does your wrist still hurt?"

"Oh not really." It did, but it wasn't broken anymore. He wasn't intensification type, but he tried to apply some healing every time he could.

"If it does again, I can help you" the blond smiled "Oh. Here it is" Kurapica recognized suddenly the halls from the labyrinth they'd been walking. He indicated Killua to turn left. They both went through some huge Plexiglas polarized doors.

And now they stood in front of a vast training room. It was a little like the giant gym at Kukulu Mountain. Or maybe like the one in Greed Island where they'd played that volleyball match. There were mats everywhere, weights scattered, and a basket of balls of different game types. The walls were perfectly smooth mirrors.

It was quite spacious to Killua's satisfaction.

"Is Gon coming? Or you're training alone?" Kurapica turned wondering where the other kid was.

"No, he is coming, otherwise it'd be dull. Wanna stay and practice with us?"

"Actually I should" Kurapica mused "Not to get rusty. Maybe I'll join you later.

Killua smiled delighted and added.

"Thanks for making the reservation. For two hours we'll own the plaace!" He said eager.

"Yeah, well, Leorio told me of your methods"

He probably meant the pool and Killua smirked giggling a bit "That old man…"

Five years older Kurapica calculated.

But he could tell the albino's mind hadn't lingered in that, quite happy at the prospect of smashing some stuff. He was avidly examining the room as if checking how much damage it could sustain. Suddenly, though, his gaze turned to him.

"Hey Kurapica…" Killua trailed, but paused.

By the change on his tone you could tell they were entering another field of discussion.

"Ok. You're going to ask me a favor" The blond added in that silken tone of his.

Killua smirked

"You think that ill of me?"

"You've done me a lot of favors Killua. It would be fine If you asked one for a change" he replied evenly with gentleness. Killua observed him.

" Ok then. How exactly does one do the nen conditioning pact?"

It left Kurapica silent.

He examined the boy in front, as this one casually took a ball in his hands while still looking at him for the answer.

Slightly unable to hide his expectance the blond noted.

First the bruises. Now this. Self effacing eyes, acting as if he'd just asked an innocent question.

"… Why do you want to know?"

"Nothing. Just out of curiosity" he shrugged.

The blond frowned. It wasn't a satisfactory answer.

But he didn´t press any further. He just sighed the automatical answer

"I won't tell you" His voices was soft yet categorical. Killua was about to retort when he interrupted in "Killua, when you are faced with a challenge that forces you to use something of the sort… then maybe I'll teach you"

Killua countered ready.

"That is not an efficient reasoning. Maybe next time it comes in handy we'll be in the midst of a battle, our lives in the line and a little late for condescending moral lessons no?"

Kurapica laughed softly.

"It's true." He paused. And decided to be sincere "Ok. I still think I won't ever teach it to you"

Killua turned away his gaze as he bounced the ball in the mirror with unattended dexterity.

"It's because it's me" he said smoothly.

"You being a small part of my negative. I wouldn't teach you guys… any of you… not… Leorio, not Gon, not you…" he muttered. Certain responsibility bound his words to the invisible weight on his shoulders. But he shook his head and answered gently "A nen master would be better to teach you than me. One that helps you develop a good strategy. And most importantly, one that helps you distinguish for what reasons to use it."

The words lingered a second. He paused and proceeded "There are all kinds of conditioning pacts. Some can turn deadly. The resource…. It's just too powerful" His voice treaded, trying to explain.

The albino gazed into the clear eyes with curiosity, suddenly not bouncing the ball.

"You…" he muttered. Knowingly stepping unto thin ice "Do...you ever regret it?"

Kurapica stood silent a second. Killua almost bit his lip regretting the last. He'd brought sorrow to that expression. Gon would have maybe looked disapprovingly. Or maybe Gon would have asked the same questions, had he been given the chance…

Kurapica took his time to answer. And the albino was now definitely biting his lip. He wasn't the kind of person to meddle into other people's business. He'd always been a loner himself. Except for Gon.

But he had to pry.. in order to learn something. Anything.

But Kurapica did speak, as if trying to be truthful. His voice somehow came hollow. And knowing.

"No…" he murmured and paused.

"No… I don't regret it. " This time more steadily. "Though at times it becomes hard"

Killua nodded. Looking down. Kurapica proceeded.

"After all, sometimes bearing the brunt of your own actions may forever prey your mind"

Killua kept silent. He meant Paku. And he knew it spoke to him as well... hitting close home. He felt his mouth dry. He forced himself to derail his thoughts from the implication. Focus.

"But if given the chance would you teach…" he trailed.

"No… I'm sorry, but I won't teach you" he ended "No. Except that you give me a very good reason. Curiosity doesn't qualify" His eyes gazed with gentleness. He was throwing the hook to the pond, examining carefully if it got caught.

But Killua turned away self effacing eyes to the bouncing ball, thinking. Not evaluating the chance of exposing his case, no, that had always been out of the question- the possibility didn't even cross his mind. He, instead, lingered in the part of having witnessed the emotion it all held for Kurapica.

As if he'd been invited in. It made him feel somehow wrongly vulnerable…As if more aware of how he himself needed help... He repeated the phrase over and over, he needed help…helpless…a way out… words.

That weight the Kuruta openly held making him more conscious by the second of his own weight, the gravity of his body rooting him to the spot as he rolled slowly the ball in his hands.

He sighed under his breath.

"Kurapica… do you ever have nightmares?"

The blond was perplexed.

There was certain plead on his voice that alarmed him. At examination he only encountered again violet self-effacing eyes. Was that fear?

"I…"

Just then the Plexiglas doors burst open.

"HI! I'M READY! TO KICK YOUR -Oh Hi Kurapica!"

A bright Gon jumped inside, ready for action

"Hello Gon" Kurapica smiled "Seems you are cheerful this morning" He looked at Killua again, but this one had turned away. He was now again at the basket of balls.

"I am! You're training with us?" Gon said eager

"No, not now, but maybe I'll join you later." Killua now joined them. Kurapica looked at both of them and lowered his voice "Now I'm going to go yell off Leorio to tidy up our room. If he refuses I'll probably hide his suitcase" he said with an accomplice hush. The boys chuckled. They all knew the crazed rabid dog he could get when that happened.

"I'll ask for your help should problems with him arise. You are particularly good at bothering him" Kurapica concluded.

He stalled two seconds looking at Killua, suddenly feeling young. As if wanting to say they'd continue that conversation later. But he hesitated, not finding the right words. He finally pointed the door awkwardly and waved goodbye to both of them and left.

It took some moments for Killua to realize Gon was looking at him eagerly.

"What"

"We're fight-training!"

No, he couldn't mimic Killua's monotone, and so he let his voice rise in eagerness.

"Ooooh right!" Now Killua's eyes had lit too, already grabbing some balls to throw at Gon. But then he stopped.

"Gon, can we try something first?"

Their bodies were glistening with sweat from the strain.

"You're-really-strong" Gon breathed hardly, determined angry eyes focused on violet murdering ones.

"DI—I-E –DIE ALREADY" A pearl of sweat fell from Killua's chin as he struggled against Gon with all his strength.

The raven boy held him locked against the mirror wall. The trick was that he was using his Nen to enhance his strength while Killua wasn't.

At the moment Gon was using just a regular amount. If he was panting was because he had to actually make effort to refrain himself from using the usual he did when fighting.

The fight had begun with him pushing Killua against the mirror.

Swoosh.

No nen to fix the Zoldick to the floor, so a silver blur had been sent crashing all into a thousand pieces, but he'd already stood up from among the wreckage and launched at Gon bloodthirsty. He'd been stopped with only moderate difficulty. Gon reminded to use his Nen at its minimum while he struggled with a crazed in zetsu mode Zoldick.

But all the times they tried it ended like this.

Now the albino had his right arm crooked over his head, his body pinned against the wall. He'd managed to grab Gon's arm with that right hand. The left arm was also helplessly pinned to the wall though. His knee separated them. The little nen amount strength actually cutting the albino's blood circulation.

He was struggling bad just to free himself, not even on offense, just defense as he gained advantage then receded then inched slightly again to freedom in silent wrestling. But Gon watched with fascination as murderous eyes stared right into his own, struggling, struggling. Killua bit his lip strained. His arm was trembling from the effort.

" why-don't you DIE"

"Because I'm using nen…" Gon Said in between pants slightly unable to smile. Suddenly he dropped the effort. He didn't see the point of it. But he was thrown backwards as Killua launched at him ready to kill. When Gon's back hit the floor he'd already activated his own nen again in natural defense; but oh, so had Killua. Shimmering violet fizzed his hair , deep animal-like eyes fixed into his as he jumped to attack.

Only then the fight turned more interesting.

He'd kicked Killua in his stomach, sending him flying. This one felt the sting extend to the gash at his hip but had protected himself with nen while grabbing Gon's elbow. Half twisting it as he lifted him too, to throw him away with strength. Gon with agility fell on his feet and launched.

By the end of it all- balls included at a moment- two more mirror walls had been crashed.

They always had fun. All types of it.

Now they were sprawled and panting, their back on the mats staring at the ceiling.

Trying to catch their breath.

"That…was…fun…" Gon commented.

He looked over at Killua. This one still stared at the ceiling . He breathed resigned

"It didn't work" He felt some of the old wounds and bruises begin to protest but he decided not to listen.

Killua turned over, now lying on his belly. He supported his elbows and rested his head on his hands thinking.

Gon also turned over, resting his chin on the floor.

"It was obvious it wouldn't work. It's too uneven"

"mmmm"

" And unfair"

"Fair won't save you in battle."

"True" Gon nodded thinking.

"What would you do Gon?" Killua tilted his head curious. "Faced with something like that, what would you do?"

The raven had a troubled expression. He didn't know what he would do. He was far too impulsive. And Killua didn't let him try the situation reversed so that at least he could try to imagine. He had refused categorically with harshness.

"Again, where did you see it?" The raven asked.

"…er, once, in a fighting ring, at York shin. One of the guys had this ability that. I don't know how it worked, but if forced his opponent into zetsu. I have no idea how... But since then I've wondered… If that happens to you, what can you do? What are your options?"

Gon thought

"It is really a terrible situation" he mused. "Maybe I would put distance between me and my opponent"

Killua shook his head. "yes, I thought of that. The problem was that the box ring wasn't enough distance"

"Oh" Gon said troubled. But then he nodded "Probably the strong guy had already calculated the area of his ability"

"…it haunts me… I mean.. what can one do if faced with that?"

Gon, now on his back, lifted his fingers in the air, tracing imaginary patterns.

"You know? It's beginning to haunt me too. I mean, how many hunters are there in the world? Six hundred? That's not much. And he's among them"

"No. maybe not" Killua said defensively. A slight edge to his voice. "Maybe he didn't have a hunter's license but knew how to use nen. It could be anyone…I guess I'm just being cautious"

"But there aren't that many nen users either..."Gon trailed thinking, curiosity brightening his features "What kind of hatsu you would need to achieve imposing zetsu onto another being?" He continue to wonder amazed "maybe manipulation… or… some form of emission? mmmm..or… oh! I know! Materialization!" But then he interrupted himself murmuring "No wait, that's not it, 'cause he is specialization…but still!"

"he?...who?" the zoldick was lost.

"Kurapica. He also is able to do that" Gon spoke as he stood up "When he uses his dousing chain to envelop you like a snake… he forces his opponent to zetsu. That's why Ubo went first" his voice softened a little at the end. "He was the strongest. If the strongest one in the Spider could not break his materialized –but-nen-enhanced- chain, no one in the spider would. We just have to ask him how he did it!"

Killua stood, looking weary

"A nen conditioning pact might sound familiar…"

"Oh… that covered the zetsu part too?"

"Good luck asking Kurapica to teach you"

"Wow. Wait. You did? You asked him to teach you?" Gon attempted to come near with curiosity but Killua was already bouncing back and forth in deep reflection "I'm worried! We should be prepared to encounter anything. We should be able to defend ourselves from whatever may come. We should at least come up with a strategy should something like that arise in battle. Because if not we would be left defenseless. And that cannot happen. "

He spoke in the rhythm he paced, slightly exasperated.

Gon took his shoulders and wheeled him "Let`s call Biscuit" If something bothered Killua, then it was probably something worth noting. After all he was the prudent one in the team. If it weren't for him, they would be dead already. And something big, in regards of battle, required certain redheaded girl.

Killua thought

"I suppose we could"

He was thinking on the uber-mentor when two things happened at the same time. One was that he became aware of his sweat. He felt it running down his back under his black t-shirt. As he did so he became aware also of wetness on his hip.

On his hip…? It was sticky-Fuck.

That's when - about to place his hand over the wound for cover cause it obviously had reopened- Gon yelled

"EARTHQUAKE!"

Two seconds later, BAM, the world spun.

Both boys went flying to one side. The ship had shaken violently once, sending them with many balls flying everywhere.

They hit painfully one wall. Killua felt his back hurt and the fabric of his shirt sticking to his hip. The back of his brain registered they'd hit the one and only wooden wall, thankfully

Or not. He hadn't now the shards of glass as an excuse for an open wound.

"Killua!" Gon said from under a ton of balls "you're ok?"

"Yeah. And you?" He felt now on delay the pain of the gash he'd put away during their fight. He'd been reckless. His hand crept under his shirt to shut the sting away. And found it bloody wet.

"yes!"

"Why on earth would you yell earthquake? That was probably the ship hitting on something" Killua said with clenched teeth as his hand placed over the gash with more pressure.

…and he summoned electricity.

He winced and bit his inner cheek. He focused on Gon's words.

"I just sensed something was coming! I didn't even now I yelled at all" Gon laughed, raven hair emerging from all the colored bouncing balls.

Killua could smell the burnt flesh. Charred flesh that would replace the open blood vessels…unexpected situations called for desperate measures.

He immediately wiped his hand in the inside of his shirt. He'd wisely chosen black fabric for training day...

He scanned the room. Near him was the backpack he'd brought. He leaned ignoring the pain it took doing so. And he took out the water bottle. He threw it over his head.

That would give his shirt many dark blots. One being darker than the rest, the raven wouldn't notice.

He focused on feeling the wall against his back . When he opened his eyes caramel ones where there extending a hand.

He took it and stood.

"Let's run! We should be at the deck helping!" Gon was already crossing the Plexiglas doors. Killua noted his warm hand hadn't unleashed him but pushed him along. Tanned cheeks were tinged from the promise of a new adventure. He would probably volunteer as a scuba diver...The albino found himself looking at his friend. He immediately changed his expression becoming aware of his surroundings. Floods of people were gathering in the hallways, all going to the deck alarmed. He tagged along, calculating.

Exactly as he thought. On deck was everybody- except ominous person number one. But Kurapica and Leorio where there, curious as to what had caused such a commotion.

Word was being spread they ship had ran aground. Words flew saying the sea floor at those latitudes was quite uneven and deceitfu. That and the mist had done itl. Others spoke of damage, alarm and even rescue boats.

"Hi guys!" Gon greeted and ran as everyone to the rail to the admire for himself the dark dark sea.

Killua spoke aside to Leorio

"Hey man… I…kind of need your help" But then Kurapica was gravitating towards them and so he stopped himself.

Half hour later they assistants had cleared out that the Cruise was just stuck, no risk. But Gon had already volunteered to assess any damage undersea. Killua argued Leorio's strict orders forbid him of doing the same (But you won't get wet! - But I'll be cold – Again receiving that look of you, the only Zoldick in the ship, an inaccuracy he wasn't about to correct…)

He'd help above on whatever else was needed.

He actually helped lower down Gon into the seas. The strain to his side informed him it was probably not the smartest move.

When all was finally done he turned and walked past Leorio, brushing his shoulder. As he did so, he muttered "in my room".

Leorio stifled his laughter – such mafia displays the boy naturally used without noticing.

Killua's pocket vibrated. But one look to the number and he decided he wouldn't answer. He wondered if he was alowed.

For all the waiting you've done :) Next chapter is also close to be finished. Tell me if you want to hear from nanny again. love you
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