Heh Killua | By : Dadou Category: +G to L > Hunter x Hunter Views: 4595 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 8: x Fortune Telling x
Retracing their steps out of curiosity, Gon and Killua hurried to find the commotion was coming from the same chocolate store of the two old ladies. It was now circled by a gathering of people.
A nice redheaded girl in the corner was screaming and pointing
"The shop was robbed by two burglars just now! I saw them! They had guns, poor old ladies!"
"I saw them ran away in a car" a woman with grocery bags pointed North.
"What, you're talking of Berta and Leti?" a man asked "But they're so adorable and faultless!"
Gon immediately entered the chocolate store concerned. He was followed by a hand-in-pockets Killua. Gon could tell the albino was taking all he could from the scene. And quite necessary it was; the shop was a hazard worst than what Gon and Killua had done themselves.
One of the ladies was surrounded by a bunch of people; the other was calling the police worried.
"Are you alright?" Gon gently asked Leti, the kind lady. She shook her head a bit shocked.
"What happened?"
"Oh boy... I'm so sorry! The burglars stole all your order and your credit card!"
"It's ok; don't worry, but will you be alright?"
She lowered her head... "They stole lots of valuable stuff...rare chocolates we won't ever be able to produce again...It was not only the money in the cash desk and all our savings in the safe deposit box! But the secret recipes… They did all in just minutes, there were four of them" she said almost about to cry. "I-I think we'll have to close down..."
"...fools"
Gon and the lady turned their head. A gust of wind closed the door. The albino was Gone.
It was raining...the skies where streaked with lighter and darker grays...
The eight year old boy could see from the windowpanes of his tower how heavily it rained. Nanny was buttoning his coat. Her hands slightly shook though she tried to hide it.
Killua wanted to...look into her face to search for answers...
But he wouldn't do so. He was being prepared to go on training for two weeks with Illumi. He had a small suitcase ready...and he was just waiting.
He should have been deadly scared. All the week he had dreaded the whole situation...Nanny somehow had dreaded it too, after the incident. Killua closed his eyes at this. Somehow the boy knew it was his entire fault. He tried to think of a way in which he could have been more careful... But his memories of the incident were scarce...
But as Nanny strived with his coat buttons he acknowledged he wasn't scared. Not at all. He was utterly resigned. He felt enveloped in numbness.
What he dreaded was that no one could assure him if Nanny would be back... when he returned.
He shivered. That thought scared him. That thought paralyzed him.
"Nanny"
"Mmm?" She looked at the child's pale face framed by the unruly silver hair...
"Promise me you will be here when I return. Its only two weeks. I don't want to say goodbye now"
He was prepared already to hear an answer along the lines of "I can't promise something I'll be forced to break" But no, the immediate answer was silence.
Nanny had shivered slightly. She didn't know if it was at such loaded words coming from a child...or at the monotone used when spoken... It somehow resembled in the tiniest bit that of his elder brother's dead monotone... She suppressed a shiver again. Words spoken as if totally detached from the meaning they bore. When they did carry meaning and so strong...
That only hardened her determination. She looked at the child... and took the child's shoulders and shook him gently as she smiled a little, to snap him out of his gloom. The boy looked at her.
"Be scared!"
His eyes widened slightly as he was still being shaken.
"It's ok! You can be scared! I'll tickle you if you aren't scared"
"But I'm not" He wasn't afraid of what was to come. It was just bothersome, that's all...
Nanny's hands fell to her sides. She tilted her head, her hazel hair falling over her shoulder.
"And what if I say you are not going to your training now?" The child eyes widened even more as he was effectively derailed from his apathy. Suddenly those eyes shone a little, as if timidly wishing for hope, knowing that it came at a too high risk.
"Little master...if you do as I say for only this night, I promise you whatever you wish. Could you do so?"
He nodded. And she took the child's hand on her own.
Killua was five blocks away from the chocolate store in a millisecond, on tracking mode.
He soon sensed that the burglars were already far and moving fast, probably in the car. But he was faster. He was already blocks and blocks away from the shop when he spotted them minutes later. Dark green car high speeding down the street.
Killua in a second was running at their same speed behind. He could even hear their voices in the car.
It made him sick. They were laughing. About the poor old couple just robbed. How they were disgusting anyways. Killua now wanted positively to strangle them for their innocent idiocies.
So he jumped to place himself in front of the car, blocking its path.
A screech of wheels. The wheels marking over the pavement. The smell of burnt tire.
The car managed to dodge what appeared to be a white haired innocent boy, that otherwise would have been crushed to death. But doing so the driver totally lost control of the vehicle and-
CRASH
The sickening sound of metal bending, tire screeching and glasses breaking.
Car v/s light post on the sideway.
The thieves were ok. It wasn't actually that much. They were quite mad though.
"YOU FREAKING STUPID BOY! WANNA KILL YOURSELF?"
Not just yet.
The boy tilted his head, hands on his pockets, silently approaching the car. One of the thieves was cursing and yelling at him.
"Why were you standing in the middle like a retard! Next time we will run over you!" the man was shouting as other one was saying like –hey cool off it's just a stupid child.
The driver put reverse and Killua wondered how much longer he was going to let them hang to their illusion of success. Even the thieves thought aloud that the boy was probably just a morbid passerby for watching-with those sly cat eyes. As the bended metals still allowed the engine to work.
They finally managed to drive out of the post. And then they wasted no time in trying to leave, a bit shaken but finally cheering because the car was not that wrecked and worked enough. Killua sighed. And easily he jumped to the ceiling of the moving car.
He then punched a hole on the roof reaching for the handbrake. Pain- his wrist, he'd totally forgotten. Another screech of wheels and the car stopped as Killua was already inside the car.
"Hello! Didn't expect this turn of events, did you ladies?"
The four men, horrorized, recognized the kid and understood something was very wrong. But their attempts to run were fruitless as the trained kid swiftly each neck to paralyze them.
"By the way, those chocolates... did I mention they are mine?"
They looked at him now mortified and unable to speak. Killua looked with no sympathy at them. He hated that kind of people "Well, you see, I tend to get quite territorial with my sweeties. So, Lesson of the day: you messed up with the wrong guy"
And he did not contain.
He felt angry these days and so it was easier to feel the bloodlust though he dared not to put it in words. He couldn't refrain from taking delight on making a leg bone break and some ribs snap sickly, realizing he got a bit drunk with the sight of those feeling-superior- bastards at his hands- his fists had broken jaws and sent teeth flying with blood and yes...only when he definitely had done them all nosebleed, he finally decided he'd had his toll of fun and proceeded to do some well done hits in the back of their necks.
And all the thieves were sleeping.
"Four positively ugly sleeping beauties" he murmured lifting his eyebrows.
Only then did he look at the load of stolen stuff. There was lots of money. More than what he and Gon had at all. And all the chocolates he'd ordered, along with more. And definitely So Much Money...
Killua sat with ease at the driver's seat. And started the engine.
He arrived at the chocolate shop driving the same green car to find policemen were already there. Along with the two old ladies and Gon staring wildly at everywhere, probably searching for him. Killua could tell Gon was mustering all his will to refrain himself from tracking the albino.
As Gon cached Killua's image behind the steering wheel, Killua dedicated the tanned boy a totally cool I'm-James-dean-behind-a-car-tilted grin. Was that relief on Gon's eyes?
He parked, smirking. And then, he downloaded each thief in front of the policemen eyes
"Heh Gon! I got us a car for our order."
Gon high fived him amused.
"That's them!" one of the old ladies screeched pointing to the robbers. "How did you...?"
"A trained hunter my lady" he bowed. The other option was to say ex assassin, but the presentation tag did not sound as appealing.
"You stopped them?" The youngest of the police officers asked befuddled.
"They had their money and my chocolate" he pointed as if stating the obvious "Here it is" he handed the old ladies a huge bag full of checks and cash.
"But…but…"
"Oh my god, thank you so much!"
"The rest, the safe deposit box and the chocolates are on the car"
As they helped him distribute all this, the same young policeman eyed him nervously, with recognition on his eyes. He suddenly asked "your hair! You...err... are you member of the infamous...err...?"
"Yeah"
The policeman was amazed. A true Zoldick no?
Killua exhaled wearily.
"Why didn't you run with your chocolate and their money?" the policeman blurted, while his team directed the guy uncomfortable looks. The brunette old lady asked in disbelief "Well, there's a lot of money and checks in here. You probably didn't know how much capital its worth..."
"350 billion pounds"
"How?"
"I counted just to check you weren't missing anything."
"…but why?"
"It's yours" he shrugged simply.
"Then I declare case solved" said one chief policeman as the others took the thieves into the police car. "Let's leave. Congratz you kid... err.. Mr. Hunter. Today you truly have lived up to the spirit of your profession"... The other policemen stared at that peculiar white haired boy, with a slightly slouched body and hands on his pockets. Killua smiled a little.
They finally drove away. The gathering however didn't dissolve, each passerby looking at the boy in front of them like an alien.
"Then I guess we leave to continue wondering the city, Gon" Killua said just slightly annoyed at the attention. He hated when people stared at him. It triggered his paranoia.
"Wait!" Berta took Killua by the shoulder "Arigato!" and then both old ladies bowed gratefully to the albino numerous times still in front of the gathering.
"Don't-don't do that- it's embarrassing" Killua realized he was abashed. And that Gon was laughing heartily at the blush in his cheeks. Damn him.
The tanned boy added then a sunny "Thank you for your chocolate misses!"
"Yes, it was a pleasure to be your costumer old hags" he patted Berta on her back (still- don't call me old hag!).
"Ok Freecs, get in the car. We can continue our tour like this on wheel. Bet yah hadn't seen me drive before!" cat grin
"No I hadn't! You have to teach me. You've got a license don't you'?"
"No. Why?"
"Oh. Ok!"
"Wait!" the sweet looking lady, called Leti, exclaimed "don't leave just yet" And then she did the weirdest thing: she eyed Killua from top to bottom. And then she whispered into one of Berta's ears.
The brunette spoke in return "you think so Leti?" Leti nodded.
"Well, they are kids, it won't do them any harm, and it's a good thank you gift. You don't do it often. I guess it'll be fine"
"Are you going to give us special chocolate?" Killua said excited
Berta laughed "no... You left almost nothing on stock! We want to give you something more precious. You two, come inside the shop."
The two boys, curious, looked at each other. Then they shrugged and followed the two old ladies inside the shop. After a long hallway, a turn led to a very special door painted with lots of tiny stars. Killua slightly uncomfortable asked "you're not giving us anything illegal are you?"
The two ladies giggled merrily "No! How could you think so?"
At the other side of the exotic door, the kids found a low-ceiling dark room whose walls were draped in rich dark blue silk. One of the ladies lit some candles.
"What is this?" Gon asked curious, looking at the dim lighted purple room. There was a round table with designs in silver carved in the wood at the center.
"You both take a seat" Leti smiled, proceeding to serve both a cup of tea. The mugs where equally blue with silver ornaments. How aesthetic the albino thought. Somehow the room made you feel cozy. Or maybe it was the presence of the old ladies. Cute.
"You said your name was Killua? Well Killua, would you and your friend like to receive a special reading as a thank you gift?" Berta smiled now finally letting gentleness slip into her guarded eyes. At the mystified expression of both boys, she explained
"Leti here, with the aid of a special gift can read your aura entirely. With this she accesses to all of that you are, your past and present, in a second. I on my behalf have the gift of answering with the truth about any question you want, be it past, present or future."
"Oh it's a Nen gift!" Gon exclaimed proudly
"You know about Nen!"Both ladies exclaimed.
"Hai!"Both kids grinned and sipped tea.
"Oh, right, you're hunters! Well then, we can explain this better." Leti sat, and her white hair gleamed with the candles as she sipped her own tea. Meanwhile Killua started putting into his cup inordinate amounts of sugar lumps...
"I have the Nen ability to sense when people need advice, and the Nen ability to read people's aura connecting my Nen to their Nen concentration. However, the way I see it is… different from your classic Nen gazing, gyo. I can see your aura in its entire dimension like a map that displays to me: its texture, its layers reveal me images." she explained opening her arms
"I can fragment and dissect it, accessing to your most buried past and more faraway memories, to have a glimpse of your hidden essence through this connection. I can unveil your true powers, your true strengths and weaknesses as well as your potential." Leti explained. "And can recover stuff from your past that you don't remember"
Gon was impressed his eyes widening. Suddenly Killua knew what the dark haired boy was going to ask to this lady...
Then Berta spoke
"I, on my behalf, can see clearly every truth, just by being given a question. With the answers comes a vision of the constant moving shapes of life's imbricate weave. I see decisions like red strings attached to each person the decision affects" Berta explained, as she braided her hair. At the light you could see her skillful fingers knotting and crossing the dark strands flecked with silver.
"There are some restrictions though" Berta continued "Nen conditions that allow us to exploit our specialization gift. The one condition for Leti is not to speak at all about what she sees with anyone else than the person in question and me. The things she unveils can only become apparent to her and the one she' seeing. She is bound not to speak about it to anyone. She is also forbidden to lie, even at her own life risk. On the other hand, my condition is to answer the question of the one Leti is seeing. Only when she has formed the attachment can I answer at all. I'm forbidden of avoiding the answer or lying, even under torture." Berta said grimly, tying a leather string on her braid, her brown eyes dark pools looking at the centerpiece candle.
Both kids were awed. After a second of silence, Gon couldn't contain himself
"You are really awesome! It must take years to train a specialization like that one! "His voice was enthusiastic with appraisal and the ladies could tell that there was not an ounce of envy on his eyes, just pure honest admiration.
Killua as usual was unreadable.
"Do you trust us?" Leti asked her eyes now covered in humbleness "to give you this thank you gift?"
"Yes!" Gon chirped. Killua nodded a bit against his will. He actually was not liking the idea of a reading…
"Ok, then!" Leti said happily "who starts?"
"Gon you go" Killua nudged the smaller boy.
"Oh, really? I was going t jankenpon you on that one, but as you wish" he smiled at his friend.
"What are you going to ask them? You have to think about it before jumping in" Killua noted.
Gon nodded agreeing. He hesitated a demi sec to immediately smile confidently as he stared at the candle in front.
"I already know what"
"What is it?" Killua asked curious
"HI-MIT-SU!"Gon faced him with a smug grin.
Berta meanwhile took Killua outside, to wait for the private reading, as Gon sat there preparing a bit flushed. Berta instructed the Zoldick to wait outside.
And Killua was left alone on the hallways of the back of the shop...Bo-ring
He wondered idly what Gon was going to receive as a reading...
Where those two old hags going to realize the rareness of that precious boy they were now examining? Mmm... Yeah. They probably would. They probably already had. Gon was indeed one of kind, a uniqueness that was projected so strongly to anyone he met... That was the reason why Kurapica had blindly followed Gon that day before the first hunter's exam. Kurapica had afterwards told Killua their adventures.
"You know, back then, when he was even younger, you still could tell only by looking at him: He would get where he wanted to go. His will was that strong. And so he was the safest ticket to get me to the hunter's exam place"
Gon did that to you- Killua thought warmly...
He couldn't help it...
Staring at the roof he let himself wonder at years back, beholding in front of his eyes the amazing memories.
He rescued one image: both of them camping at night, with all the huge stars from Whale Island. Back then he'd envied Gon because he had a goal while he only wanted to run away from things. And Gon had asked him to help him find his father until he found what he wanted.
In the span of a year and a half, the means had become the end. He did want something finally- and with it a shadow was finally weighing on his chest ... It was to be expected, it was his rational mind chastising him because he'd acknowledged long ago that he'd been tamed. But whether it was right to allow himself that, he could not decide. But that pushed him forward in life... and he couldn't help it. He only feared it meant a risk to him...what with recent visitors and horrible...deals...it actually did mean a risk no?
Ten minutes later Gon came out.
He was smiling, followed by Leti.
Correction. Smiling was too soft a term. The spiky haired boy radiated happiness almost contagiously.
"How did it go?" Killua asked genuinely curious.
"Hi-mit-su!" singed Gon smiling widely. But the boy was glowing brighter than a candle. The albino could only guess that reading had Gone well at least. He grinned at the sight.
"Now Killua, please come in"
Killua didn't move. He sighed.
"Thank you very much" he said gently "but I rather turn down the offer. You already did this favor to my friend and that's a lot. We're now leaving"
"What... really?" Gon asked startled
"I'm just not interested" Killua smiled at his friend. But Leti took one of Killua's shoulders softly. She was frowning concerned.
"You can't turn it down my boy. You need the advice. I can tell. I see it in you" She said with kind serious eyes examining his own. "That is why I thought the offer in the first place" Killua protested, but she smiled gently as she guided him against his will inside. As Berta closed the door leaving a bewildered Gon behind. Killua tried again as kindly as he could think off, to free himself:
"Please old hags, I don't want a reading"
"But you're desperate for an answer!" Leti tried again "I just don't know which one. Why do you refuse?"
Because you're going to get horrorized after you know who you are talking to.
"Come on seat here"
Yes. He was nervous. Leti was probably going to scream and shoo him outside scandalized in some five minutes. She looked so kind he kind of felt pity for her…
And if she didn't regret having a boy of that nature in his shop, Berta would probably foretell something about the miserable business he was now on- The flash of his encounter with his brother lashed him. He felt the known shame like poison through his veins; the anger-It was none of their business anyway...
But he did want advice.
Well at least he was not going to see them again sparing him further humiliation… and Gon was not going to be in the session. And no, other type of stuff couldn't come up, could they? What kind of stuff did come up in these readings?
If one word, just one humiliating word arose he was leaving. Leaving and killing the ladies' cat outside.
Well no, but he was leaving if he felt like it, ok? And maybe he would kill the cat if anything did set him off. He thought determined to stand this-and again he hated himself because he freaking needed the advice. Desperately.
He felt the self-loathing in waves as he sat. He felt like sending the entire world and its kind people to fuck off in a distant planet. And he felt like sending the rest of the world-the cruel morbid garbage people- to rot into the sun's hellish center.
He felt like exiling himself afterwards to float into outer space... to nothingness...
Or getting a lobotomy to shut the fuck up of his now panicking mind, because all these thoughts crossed him in some two seconds.
He closed his eyes tired.
"Good luck Killua!" Gon, curious, had opened the door in a dash before shutting it again at Berta's admonition. Killua, snapping out of his misery, involuntarily smiled. He then sighed, resigned.
Leti eyed him kindly "Ok, let's begin"
"You're not going to like it"
A/N: Hey there! Hope you liked it. Ah, guys I'm so tired! I think I need to sleep...
Tell me your comments. Read and review please!
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