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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Hunter_X_Hunter
  Relationship:
      Gon_Freecs/Killua_Zoldyck
  Character:
      Gon_Freecs, Killua_Zoldyck, Knuckle_Bine, Shoot_McMahon, Biscuit_Krueger,
      Palm_Siberia
  Additional Tags:
      This_was_a_4am_idea, I_am_so_sorry_people, not_sorry, this_is_a_comedy,
      Please_Don't_Take_This_Seriously, was_on_fanfiction, moved_to_ao3
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-11-12 Updated: 2015-12-15 Chapters: 9/? Words: 24530
****** In X The X Act ******
by OftheWind
Summary
     Moved from ff.net: I am a crazy person! It's THAT kind of humor.
     Killua likes Gon and wants to keep it hidden, to the point where
     retaliation comes from dreamland. Awkward situations arise, hilarity
     ensues. Killua can't help but wonder,"What am I some kind of
     pervert?"
***** Chapter 1 *****
When lying down next to his friend on the singular bed in Palm's guest room, he
laid on his side facing the wall. Being this close was embarrassing,
considering the snippets of dreams he was having as of late. He listened to
Gon's steady breaths. Closing his eyes, he knew that he could go days without
sleep, but it was better to get some. Who knew what terrors Bisky would bestow
upon them the next day? He wasn't even sure how Palm knew to call her, at
least, not the details of it since she'd clearly said her power told her to. He
guessed that was more than enough to know. She was creepy, so who knew what
kinds of creepy things she had to do to activate her power or how specific it
was.
He turned, deciding to try looking at the sleeping boy next to him. Usually, he
would be filled with calm thoughts; after all, the enhancer's presence was a
soothing one to him personally. Sleeping next to him was not a new phenomenon.
Yet, he was a little afraid of what would happen if he drifted off to sleep.
Suddenly, he felt drowsiness overtake him.
He was facing Gon's back, and the other seemed to be in deep thought about
something. Even from behind, he could always tell when he was in deep thought.
Luckily it wasn't about math, or else he could swear he would have seen steam
coming from the boys' ears. Reaching, he touched his shoulder, knowing within
himself that he was grinning.
Gon spun around, a curious look on his face, "Ne? What is it Killua?"
He'd come prepared this time. He would definitely say the right words. He
wouldn't be a coward and let his wall get in the way. Or would he? He took a
step back, "W-well…" he knew he was blushing to the point where his face was
probably red. 'I really like you…the same way as a girl with a crush. I have a
crush on you.' Those thoughts ran through his head, instead, what came out was
to his own amazement and horror. There weren't words at all, silence as he
mouthed three simple words. 'I want you…'
The next thing he knew, he'd lost composure and control. Gon was sitting in a
chair with wheels and had spun it around to face him. What was Gon doing with
desk work anyway? It really didn't suit him at all. Amber eyes looked into
ocean ones with curiosity. He'd backed away, moving himself from side to side,
hips going to and fro, weight shifting from one foot to the other. It was like
he was doing a little dance, to keep those amber eyes on him. This was
embarrassing and certainly not something he would do if he was awake…
But he enjoyed it.
Yes, that's right…this was a dream…and it was getting closer to becoming more
lucid.
Gon seemed to be enjoying it.
He came closer, cupping the fellow hunter's chin in his hand, lifting his head
so their eyes were locked. Gon seemed frozen in place. He decided to keep
going, leaning down to let their lips touch.
It was a lovely feeling to finally kiss him.
He let the rest of his body lean in closer, already wishing he'd have taken
things off so that he could feel more of the warmth of his best friend's touch.
It seemed words were completely done away with for now. He pulled away
slightly, darting out his tongue to lick the lips before him, opening his eyes.
Those amber eyes were different now. As if a switch was turned on, it seemed
he'd accomplished his mission: the other's imminent arousal.
He was receiving kisses galore, admiring those trailing soft lips. From his
forehead to the nape of his neck, from his lips to his collarbone. Without a
doubt, he knew it would turn out like this. Gon was always the one going
forward, and he was always tagging along. He was the shadow of his beloved.
Playing such an instinctive role empowered him to be open and honest enough to
be the initiator, but to instantly submit to Gon's wills. He didn't have a
shred of a doubt, even when he began his seduction, that he'd end up being the
receiver.
But it wasn't like he was a pushover either. He was a Zoldyck.
He pulled away, looking into the clearly pleading face. They'd been standing
and he reached forward, pushing Gon back and onto the chair. On his knees, he
started to undo the front of bright green shorts. He blushed harder, seeing
that after unzipping, his goal was already in sight. 'He doesn't wear
underwear?' Or is that this dream was becoming too lucid, as if his thoughts
were manifesting. It didn't matter, he didn't care. He quickly grabbed the
base, knowing to be gentle and brought his oral cavity down, clamping his lips
around his new treat.
Hands were going into his hair, gripping a bit as finally the next sound came
out in the form of a moan.
He closed his eyes, deciding to go with the flow and do what he could.
Embarrassed, his blush spreading from cheek to cheek and meeting over the
bridge of his nose, those sounds drove him to keep up his actions. Sucking,
licking along, giving a light tug towards his mouth every now and then, he
didn't know what an amateur such as himself would be capable of, but was
determined to do his best.
His lover seemed to like it and boy did he like it.
He licked up pre-seed, thinking to himself that it tasted like nothing,
wondering if he would keep going till his lover reached completion. When hips
were bucking, causing him to really bob his head against its rhythm, he knew
his answer. 'Yes, I'd do anything for you, including this.'
There was a part of him that seemed further away, being a spectator. He wasn't
sure how he could see himself sucking Gon off and at the same time be doing it,
but the spectator shared the same thoughts, emotions, and sensations as the
participating counterpart. He felt himself get harder in his nether regions as
he clamped his lips rougher, moving his mouth as far in as he could muster
before rearing back to the tip. Gon was moaning, gripping his white hair,
bucking his hips and at the same time trying not to, desperately trying to keep
some sort of control over himself.
When the release came, he knew that's when Gon lost it altogether. He'd been
prepared, at least mentally, and was only around the tip when essence burst
forth into his mouth and he drank it all up with ease, swallowing as much as he
could at a time.
The outside him knew what was happening, as some of the semen escaped past his
lips and dripped down to his chin. He reached up to wipe it on his sleeve, not
caring much about it leaving any stains.
He brought his head up to wipe his mouth and chin, looking up and widening his
eyes.
He hadn't expected to be on the receiving end of a look with so much burning
passion.
Was this what someone like him was capable of? Of course it was, but to be on
the receiving end of that look made his heart flutter.
He wasn't sure how, but somehow, there was a bed, and he was laying back on it,
Gon on top of him. All clothing was gone and he heard himself moaning at the
light touches of excited erections. Yes, this was what he'd meant earlier when
he'd thought of himself as submissive. It seemed his actions lit a spark on the
inside of his partner that wouldn't be quenched until he'd gotten what he
wanted. But first, a favor had to be returned.
He instantly missed the warmth of a body on top of him, and shivered when he
felt a tongue sliding up the side of his own hardness. Nothing more was left
for him to wonder about, when he felt the sensation of a mouth surrounding
himself. Of course Gon was going to pay back the favor and make things more
even. To top it off, he'd already felt sore in the other areas the enhancer
ravished with licks, sucks, bites, and kisses beforehand. A hand was sliding up
the left side of his chest, reaching and gripping a hard nipple and he thought
he saw stars when the enhancer gave it a twist. He knew he wouldn't last much
longer with the added sensation.
He gasped and tilted his head back; closing his eyes when he came and felt a
tongue lapping up the traces.
When he opened his eyes again, there were those lovely amber ones peering right
into his own. He couldn't really place a word for what the feeling in his heart
was, "Gon…?"
He instantly knew what was going to happen to him when he felt a pulsing member
against him. He could only smile, looking up, then reaching up to place a hand
on his lover's cheek, "Please…"
His dream…no…fantasy, was kind even to himself. In reality, the feeling of
being penetrated couldn't have been nearly this sweet. It was okay, it didn't
need to act like reality in the first place. He let out a loud cry, being
hushed by a fervent kiss, which he gladly returned. And it didn't take long
before his lovely enhancer was moving. In order to get just the right angle, he
had to raise his hips a bit, but it was completely worth it. He let his hands
explore, searching for something to grab onto, desperate for it. This was
something he wouldn't give to anyone, yet had been more than willing to give to
his best friend. He thought he would grow faint when a hand grabbed his and
squeezed it tightly.
At first the thrusts were light, then they got rougher, forcing his body to
move with them…and he loved every second of it.
They had to be in that position for five minutes, before he was exited and
rolled over onto his stomach. He already knew what to do: arch his spine a tad
and raise his rump for reentry. He couldn't help himself from moving with every
thrust and there was nothing to grab onto, but he also had the chance to get
more vocal. Not with words, just moans to signify the pleasure of being pounded
into from behind. It was weird not being able to look up at the other, but he
felt so much more of his manhood in exchange.
It had to be another ten minutes, before they switched again. He was on his
side, a leg lifted up and over the others shoulder, his lover snugly between
them and entering from a new angle.
The fourth position was him on his back again, spread out, legs around slim
tanner hips, his own hips being held as he reached up, placing his palms
against a shifting headboard to stop himself from sliding up. His head was
tilted back and he licked his lips before letting out more moans of sheer joy.
Beads of sweat rolled down a pale forehead as the edges of lips curled up at
either side in a heartfelt smile. This was everything that he imagined it to be
and so much more. There wasn't really a way to describe the fiend that he'd
unleashed just moments ago, yet it was just fine. It was someone he trusted
with every ounce of his being: heart, body, mind, soul even. It was why his
lack of experience was okay. Why he'd let his lovers primal urges completely
take over and consume him in an aura of affection. It didn't really surprise
him that while he was the one to actively pursue their actions, he let the
enhancer take the steering wheel once the right urges were ignited. That's
right…that's just how enhancers were after all. They took control of a
situation in one way or another and were loud; always making so much noise…and
their actions made them an open book when it came to their emotions.
It's what made the moment all the more special.
This enhancer was completely, utterly, selfishly devoted to him and him only
and would show it in his own type of way.
That's right…enhancers are the most physical. But a transmuter could accept the
physicality due to their unique attitude. However, this was something he didn't
have to lie or cheat to get. He'd rather die than lie to his lover and his
dedication was even more than the enhancer could even muster or imagine.
He was his everything.
Of course, he didn't want to deny his nature; he'd lie if he needed to just to
keep Gon from ever being unhappy on the condition that he didn't lie concerning
things about himself, not anymore at least.
Gon Freecss…
"GON!"
It was a name he'd remember as long as he lived. A nice simple name for a
simple individual who had simple needs and wants.
Who simply had him under submission and calling his name in sheer ecstasy,
which he could easily set aside his pride to do.
"Killua!"
It was actually nice to hear his name called back. That's right, Gon was always
thinking about anyone but himself most of the time. That was the kind of heart
he had.
Since things progressed to this level between them, there was no way he could
ever leave the love of his life to die…
The next thrust caused him to shout out again and he felt himself getting
closer to the release he craved. His words came out in a whimper, "I'm going
to…"
"Me too, hold on…for me…"
"Yes…yes…I-I can…Gon…" They would finish together. He didn't care about any
consequences or where his essence would even go, but he would be patient and
wait.
The thrusts got faster, harder, and once again he thought he was seeing stars,
"I can't…!"
"On the count of three…"
"Three…"
"Two…"
"ONE!"
He felt heat wash over him like a wave, and he let out a final cry of delight,
letting go of the feeling building up inside of him, the retraction of anal
muscles accepting his lover's seed after it rushed in.
"Ah! Killua…?"
"Yes Gon…?"
"Can we take a bath? You got yours all over me!"
Panting, sweating, squeezing his lovers hand, he smiled up at his enhancer,
"Sure."
He opened his eyes, in a pool of sweat from the overwhelming heat, clutching at
the sheet over him.
Not again…
The Zoldyck flushed, but not from the heat. No, it was from the dream he just
woke up from. It was unbelievably explicit this time and not in first person,
even though he could feel as much as one can feel in a dream. It was just
another secret to lock away in the vault that was his mind.
It took him quite some time to come to terms with his unspoken feelings, but
spending the previous night training with Biscuit was an eye opening
experience. While he wouldn't admit anything, he had the nagging feeling that
she already knew the situation and his predicament.
Gon was under the impression that Killua was his best friend in the entire
world and that Killua felt the same.
He clutched the blanket tighter, threatening to tear it.
No…he didn't feel the same. He felt more but he wouldn't utter a word to anyone
in the world other than himself. He'd thought of Gon as a person he could hang
around during the hunter exam, because he was interesting. He thought of him as
a friend for the first time when his older brother confronted him in the final
phase. He wanted it, he craved it…friendship. Gon was his first ever friend
that he'd made in his life. He knew that Gon was a true friend when he came to
his house with Leorio and Kurapika. They walked into Heaven's Area as friends
and learned nen together as friends. When he visited Gon's home…yes…that's when
things started to slowly but surely change. He knew that he liked Gon as a
friend. During their time in Yorknew City, he'd thought about just how above
and beyond he was going for another person. During Greed Island, he questioned
himself the most. Why was he so focused on helping Gon get to his father? It
didn't exactly benefit him after all, it was more interesting though and he got
to stay around him.
The dreams started after they'd met Kite and found out about NGL and the
Chimera Ants.
Somewhere along the line…like was changing. He had to think about this among
all the other things that he had to think about. It was a nuisance and nagging
at him every time he looked the boy's way, but he had a better wall around
himself and his emotions than to do something as silly as blushing and looking
away. He wouldn't give his body the satisfaction.
So it seemed that his body was retaliating against him in dream land. And boy
did it retaliate.
It was the touches that drove him wild…
He thought his heart skipped a beat at the memory.
To make matters worse, he had to compose himself before Gon, who was currently
next to him and awake. He could blame his profuse sweating on the heat, the
same for the blush that covered his face.
What am I? Some kind of pervert!?
He couldn't believe the audacity of his own mind and of how precise yet
explicit his dreams became. It made him feel ashamed even.
He wanted to look up at his partner for a moment before accepting what he
wanted to slide into him. It had to be coated and he had a few pillows under
his spine to prop himself up for better access.
Stop it brain…
He wanted the memory to go away because he just knew there was no looking at
Gon and not thinking about it. What lie would he make up when he made a funny
face?
Oh…that's right…he was a liar. A very good one at that.
This would just be something else to hide from Gon. He knew Gon wasn't stupid,
but he could always make up some excuse for why he felt the way he did.
However, there was no hiding it from Bisky of all people. She seemed to be able
to see through everything.
Smothering love was quite an ironic term.
Wait…love?
***** Information Gathering *****
They didn't know who these Knuckle and Shoot characters were. They also had to
keep in mind that Morel's students would be trying to find information on them
too. As they entered the public library, Killua stole glances over people's
shoulders. Minding the fact that either of Morel's students might be using any
resources necessary to find out who they were.
Gon was walking ahead, looking for a computer for them to share while in the
crowded computer hall.
Killua's face flushed when they passed by a man who was clearly just some
pervert using public means to get his fix. A small glimpse of the video and he
knew it was undoubtedly pornographic.
He turned his head to see if Gon had even noticed.
"Killua! There's a free computer!"
Thank God he didn't notice that. What a pervert!
Not like he could be one to judge.
His dream that morning was driving him nuts. It just kept popping into his
head.
The way Gon bucked his hips when he was giving him a blowjob was similar to how
he moved them when the enhancer was inside of him.
He smacked himself.
"You okay Killua!?"
He froze. Gon had noticed that he'd done something out of the ordinary. He put
his hands on his hips and gave a snooty, obnoxious laugh, "Haha! I can't
believe I didn't see that open computer first! Let's get to it before someone
else does!"
Gon quirked a brow briefly, then turned around and proceeded for the laptop,
which was thankfully far away from where that perverted guy was.
Gon sat before it and he pulled up a chair next to him.
"Since we're both hunters, do you want to use your number Killua?"
"Yeah sure. But I think this might actually be a bad idea."
"Why?"
"Well hunters are supposed to find information on their own, but looking up
other hunters on the hunter website would be too easy wouldn't it?"
Gon thought for a moment, putting a finger on his lips and pressing it a
little.
He looks like he's kissing his finger. What if he got a little drool on it and
wet it…like you would do if you were going to put it in…, "I need to wash my
face!"
"Oh okay! Want me to come with?"
"No…if you leave the computer someone will think it's free. Just here…", he
gave the enhancer his hunters license, "Use my number and see what you can
find. I'll be right back." He watched Gon for a moment, then turned and walked
away with his hands in his pockets.
Once in the restroom, he was glad it seemed empty. He went into a stall and
closed the door.
"Shit…" he'd punched at the wall lightly, minding his strength so as not to
shatter the tile, then placing his hands on it and leaning over the
miraculously cleanly toilet, "What the hell brain…stop doing this to me."
He knew in actuality, penetration wasn't as sweet as his dream made it out to
be. So some coaxing and teasing had to be done first. But damn it all, why had
that small action been enough to drive him nuts!? Gon hadn't even done anything
out of the ordinary for crying out loud.
He had to do something about the embarrassment. Gon would just be confused if
he came out blushing like crazy for seemingly no reason.
He couldn't blame heat. The place was air conditioned. And why did Gon
look…look…so damn cute…
He punched the wall again.
The outside door opened, someone was coming in. He paid no mind after that. He
was secluded anyway, so it didn't matter. They went into the stall next to him.
Well okay…all traces of his latent desires would definitely be gone if the
person in the other stall was going. That was a desire killer. He'd take that
as his cue to leave. Especially when he'd heard a zipper going down.
Okay…I can get through this day. I can. It'll be fine.
He decided to wash his hands before leaving…just cause.
When he came back to Gon, he was surprised to see the enhancer with a pleading
face, "Ne Killuaaaaa!"
Oh my God he said that in the dream…the same damn way… Perhaps another bathroom
trip was in order. And possibly one in which he would need some tissues, "W-
what is it Gon?"
"I couldn't find anything useful!"
Gosh he can be so cute without realizing it, "I told you it isn't the best
idea. Did you just look for their names and that's it?"
Gon nodded, placing his index finger to his own lips in contemplation.
Keep it together Killua! "Well, how about you try looking up any works that
they've done. See if they published anything. You can get a full name if you
try that."
Gon's eyes brightened up at the idea.
Killua's brows quirked at his best friend doing a little victory shake of his
hips in the swiveling chair. He kept his hands in his pockets, and he wanted to
hightail it back to the bathroom so that Gon wouldn't notice him get even the
slightest bit flustered. The hell is he even doing that for!? "Y-you are so
weird Gon…"
"Aww! I can't find anything like that either!"
He snapped out of his thoughts and came over to the computer, sitting
unbearably close to Gon while the lad kept up his net search. He didn't dare to
get any closer than he already was, "No Gon…here…", he reached forwards and for
the mouse, and his hand was suddenly, accidentally, on top of Gon's. I just
didn't... He'd put his hand on Gon's before the lad could let go of the mouse.
As if his own hand was on fire, he'd brought his away and waited for Gon to let
go of the mouse before bringing his hand back on it. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG
WITH ME!? WHY DID I JUST DO THAT!? DID GON EVEN NOTICE!?
"Killua…you feel a little hot. Are you okay?"
"W-what now?"
"Maybe we should get something to cool off."
"Huh!?"
Gon pointed, "The air conditioner stopped working while you were in the
bathroom."
Killua followed where his friend pointed and he blinked, "So it seems."
"I know!", Gon had popped up with a wide grin, "Let's get ice cream!"
Shutting down the open search pages, Killua just sighed. It was a stroke of
luck, pure chance, that Gon didn't notice in that small instance, that the heat
was due to something else entirely, "S-sure…ice cream."
When they left the place, his hands were fists in his pockets. H-his hand
touched mine. It was softer than I thought it would be. Gon was walking in
front of him, and there was no fighting the blush running across his cheeks
this time around.
At the ice cream place nearby, Killua smiled as he regained a bit of his
innocence while pointing and clearly deciding to rudely mess with the clerk,
"Give me a chocolate on a cone, hold the sprinkles, and be sure to put extra
chocolate sauce on top. Oh and add little chocolates on top, but you have to
put the chocolates on top before you drizzle the sauce on top. Oh, and please
be sure to make it before anything starts to melt, otherwise the whole thing is
just ruined beyond my tastes."
The clerk looked annoyed and Gon could even hear the woman mutter to herself,
"You damned brat…!"
Killua just smirked as if nothing was amiss.
Gon blinked, "J-just give me vanilla bean on a cone please!"
She rang up the orders, "Anything else?"
Gon shook his head, "No, that's it!", he took out some jennies from his pocket,
only to stop when Killua's hand was over his.
"Its fine Gon, I'll buy it."
"Oh okay!"
He retracted his hand and fast at the goddammit adorable smile he'd gotten in
return. He took out his wallet and decided to unleash his frustration on said
cashier, "Since I'm paying for it, I hope my ice cream is done correctly. Ah
but that's okay, you don't look too bright in the first place! Like the type to
follow someone's instructions without having to think too hard about it."
The girl snatched the money from his hand when he'd held it up, "Here's your
change SIR!"
He snickered. Mission accomplished.
When they'd gotten their respective cones, he dug into his with catlike prowess
and his unspeakable joy at being able to taste something chocolate for the
first time in quite a while. Really, he started devouring his instantly while
they were walking along the sidewalk.
Though he did the worst possible thing imaginable in his own mind when his
chocolate ice cream got low enough; he looked over to see how far along Gon
was.
He almost choked.
Gon didn't get that far, was absent mindedly licking his very vanilla ice cream
and had gotten some on the side of his mouth.
He leaned forward just the slightest for a better look at Gon absent
mindedly licking and sucking at the vanilla ice cream. And that spot on the
side of his lip was getting slightly bigger and it sort of looked like…
"Ah Killua…"
"W-what?"
"Your nose is bleeding!"
He reared back in surprise, then spinning around with a look of horror of his
face. OH MY GOD NO!
Gon had dug into his pockets, looking for a napkin, "Oh silly me! Here, take
the one from my ice cream cone!"
Killua snatched it without a word, and brought it to his nose, not wanting Gon
to see how red his face was. He wanted to run away and find a place to kill
over right then and there.
"Are you okay Killua?"
"Y-yeah…", C-can like these Knuckle and Shoot guys just come out right now to
kill me!? He froze when Gon was closer to him, trying to see his face to make
sure that he was okay. GAHH! He turned away from him instantly.
"Is it the weather making you get a nosebleed?"
He has the audacity to ASK!? No it's because of you eating your damn ice cream
like that… "I-I don't know why! It just happened okay!?"
"Here's another tissue."
He snatched it, "Uh…hold my ice cream please…"
Gon did as told, looking worried to his friend.
Killua had to roll up the tissues and plug his nose up. Needless to say there
was no enjoying the rest of his ice cream with a darned bloodied nose of all
things.
When they went back to walking, everything was a little quiet. Too quiet. Gon
broke the silence to ask curiously, "So…are you really okay? Maybe we should
use today to rest instead of looking for information on Knuckle and Shoot."
"N-no. We should try to find out whatever we can. I can't imagine they're not
doing the same thing, trying to find out who we are. Time is of the essence."
"But you're feeling sick!"
"Gon I'm not…", he stopped when that pleading face was staring at him intently,
"I…uh…fine…maybe I trained a little too hard yesterday. We can take it easy for
one day…"
Gon grinned and that's when Killua noticed that Gon still had ice cream on the
side of his mouth.
Gon was clearly worried when Killua was bent over on the sidewalk on his hands
and knees and the nosebleed resembled waterfalls, "K-Killua you are not okay!"
He looked around for some help, "We need to get you to an emergency room!"
"N-no please don't…I'm FINE!"
Gon was sweatdropping and was clearly unsure of what to do, "B-but you're
bleeding!"
"It's nothing…I'm fine okay!?" He had more tissues in hand, desperately trying
to plug and stop the bleeding. He looked back when Gon got quiet, quirking a
brow at seeing the boy went from confused to flat out concerned after wincing
at his tone.
Gon suddenly, unexpectedly, gave Killua a thumbs up with a serious face, "Your
nosebleed ends here!"
"The hell are you on about?"
When Gon took a step forwards, he was a little wary of just what he was
thinking.
"Just hold still okay? Aunt Mito showed me a way to get rid of nosebleeds."
"What are you…?"
Gon was hovering over him when suddenly, Gon stomped his green boots on the
ground and leaned in shouting at the top of his lungs,
"BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
The flustered Killua looked at him like he had two heads.
After shouting at him, Gon took a step back and crossed his arms, "YOSH!"
Killua was up in front of his slightly shorter friend, reaching to playfully
chop the top of his head, "You idiot you scare people to get rid of hiccups,
not nosebleeds!"
"Ow! Killua!"
Then the Zoldyck just started laughing.
Rubbing the top of his head, Gon was laughing too, "But it's not bleeding
anymore is it?"
"I guess not. You scared the nosebleed right out of me…"
"Then mission accomplished!"
"You are…", he shook his head while the enhancer was grinning like an idiot,
"Something else…"He took the chance to really check if he still had the
nosebleed, seeing it really was gone. He actually blushed, reaching forwards
and using his thumb to wipe that darned ice cream off of his friends face,
"There. That was on your face the whole time and made you look even goofier
than usual."
Gon just blinked, then laughed, "Ah sorry!"
They went back to walking. Gon holding the ice creams even as they started
melting in the heat.
 
***** Personal Space *****
He spread his legs a little, Gon doing the same thing next to him. He was
looking ahead, knowing that Gon was concentrating as much as he was.
He was starting to sweat and pant.
If he listened close enough, he could hear Gon's steady breaths. He knew that
he should be concentrating. Bisky said they had to really concentrate in order
to practice keeping their Ren for three hours. It had only been thirty minutes,
and he was already feeling exhausted. He wondered how Gon was feeling.
"Gah! I can't do it!"
Glistening with sweat, Gon had finally released his Ren. After several seconds,
his best friend let out a small dissatisfied grunt, leaning forward a bit and
putting his hands on his knees while breathing heavier, Killua lost control of
his own. He was sweating himself, but he didn't entirely care. His focus was on
the realization that Gon's tanner skin glistened when there was a sheen layer
of sweat over it. He'd gotten a small whiff of his scent, trying to stop
himself from shuddering. Gosh he smells so good…
But he had to be extra careful because they were under the watchful eyes of
Bisky. Palm was coming in every now and then on top of that. She wasn't there
now, so he only had to worry about one woman figuring him out.
"We just need to focus a bit more Killua! It's okay. We'll be able to do this
and then beat Knuckle and Shoot."
He heaved a sigh, "If you say so…"
"I'm going to take a shower."
"Okay.", the thought crossed his mind to add in a sample, Can I join you? But
he knew bathing together would not be the same as when they were on Whale
Island last year.
Not with the dream he'd had during a short nap he'd taken during the day.
This time things were different. There was no buildup like the first dream.
Things had already gone underway. He was gripping raven hair tightly, watching
his partner suck at the tip of his erection. Every little touch felt amazing,
and he thought he would lose it when he was immersed in a mouth.
He heard himself moan and found that keeping still was a bit impossible.
Gon sure knew what he was doing and it was blowing his mind. He wondered, how
did Gon know what he was doing?
That's right…this was his dream and once again, he felt himself getting control
of his dream.
The last dream, he'd let Gon have his way with him.
This time, he wanted to be the one to make sweet love to his enhancer. Pulling
away and ignoring any sounds of protest, he got down on his knees and leaned in
with closed eyes to initiate a kiss, not caring that he probably tasted a bit
of himself mixed in with his lover's saliva. He didn't know what come would
taste like, so it remained tasteless in his dreams. Maybe at some point he'd be
able to identify its particular taste. He hoped it would taste sweet, as sweet
as his enhancer did with every kiss.
Gon was trying to pounce on him.
Instead, he used a bit of strength to tame his lovely prize. Not in any rough
manner, rather, he just needed to be the one on top.
"Relax…"
Unlike the last dream, he had clothes on. But he simply willed that his partner
be stark naked and it was so. He could get to what he wanted much faster, and
he knew it'd be easier with a naked partner despite the fact that his shorts
were at his ankles and he still had on a black tank top.
It was fine, he was to the point this time. He knew what he wanted and he was
happy to see his lover was giving him a pleading, expectant look.
It wasn't like he needed to fill in any blanks about the body under him. He'd
seen Gon naked outside of the dream world. They took baths together when they
were twelve, back when both had been innocent of the sexual thoughts that now
pervaded Killua's mind.
At fourteen, he just wanted Gon to scream his name.
Maybe his mind was trying to fill in the blanks of what it would have been like
to be surrounded by muscle, but he felt his mind was a bit realistic when he
pressed into his lover. Realistic in the sense of feeling. Gon had gripped him,
but his face was reeling as if the feeling coursing through him was wonderful.
He'd accept that, it was the feeling he wanted Gon to feel. So when he started
moving, he knew he could do what he wanted. That it was okay to pour his heart
out with actions. Actions spoke louder than words didn't they? Gon needed to
know that he loved him and wanted to use his own body to express that feeling
personally. He'd use a part of him set aside for no one else.
It was a different feeling, being the giver instead of the receiver. It was
something he could get used to when he felt the need rise up in him.
And his enhancer felt so damn good.
He bit his lip and went all the way in, feeling the boy shiver in delight and
grip his wrists tighter, mouth opening wider in apparent surprise. It seemed he
hit a sensitive spot.
He liked that look.
Bringing hips back to shove them forward; he watched those widened amber eyes
and was delighted to see that look again. To his own amazement, he heard his
name called out and of all things, it made him freeze.
Their eyes met in this moment frozen in time.
His face was redder than it already was.
He wanted to hear the words from Gon, "Please…tell me…"
"Killua…"
"Yes?"
"I lov…"
He woke up from his nap and his mood was not a good one. Clearly, he didn't
want to wake up from this one. He was about to hear three words he wanted to
hear so badly that he would do anything. Getting reciprocation was all he ever
wanted and frankly all he ever needed.
Though his face flushed.
He was in the room by himself but he couldn't really call the feeling a morning
wood since it was the middle of the afternoon. And he was further embarrassed
to know that he'd be in need of a change of boxers. Also…it was better that he
wash these himself.
And when he'd gotten up off the bed and was taking off his current pants, not
facing the door, was when someone decided to barge in.
"Hey! You're awake!"
He yanked his pants up and turned around, flustered, "GON! Can't you knock!?"
"Ah sorry, sorry! But today will be a breakthrough!"
"Huh?"
"Come on!"
"No way. I need to shower first."
Gon tilted his head, "But we're going to do more training.
"Just…", he sighed, "Let me take a shower to wake myself up okay?"
"Okay…"
Gon was really going to say it, at least the dream version of his best friend
anyway. He let go of the rim of his pants, pushing past the fellow fourteen
year old quickly so he wouldn't get a chance to notice his blush.
Letting the water fall down and hit him, feeling the steam rising and his
silver hair droop from being wet, he decided it best that he relieve himself of
the built up feeling within. And there was only one way he knew how. The images
of his dreams resurfaced and gave him plenty of inspiration. His whole face was
red. He almost…almost couldn't believe that he was doing this, of all things,
to the image of his best friend.
His grip around himself made him shiver, despite the heat building up in the
bathroom. He knew he was doing something right when he gave that first tug. It
was a branching pleasure that he didn't expect, but completely became obsessed
with.
"Gon…"
Yes, he was by himself, so he could close his eyes and really focus on the
object of his affections. Maybe he could even afford the luxury of saying his
name a bit louder.
"G-Gon…!"
It had a nice ring to it. He had a hand before him against the tile, tilting
his head back so the water was hitting his chest, though he kept going,
completely fueled by his dreams…no… his fantasies.
It was a really nice feeling and he went faster, harder, minding his own
strength in the process. He didn't need that much of a grip.
Without realizing it, his back was against the wall, one hand was behind him
against said wall, and his other hand was set on giving him the release he'd
been building up to. He was going faster and with a face consuming blush, he'd
actually gotten a bit louder in his chant of his best friend's name.
Two things happened simultaneously.
He shouted Gon's name.
And suddenly the door swung open to the bathroom entrance and he hard Gon's
voice, "Killua! You called me!?"
He nearly choked, but at the same time, he'd been sent over the edge. And his
face was completely red, eyes wide, and he shivered a bit.
"Killua?"
"Gone, the soap is gone!"
"Huh?"
He had to come up with something and fast, "I…I wasn't calling you, I was
saying there's no soap…"
"Oh okay! I can get you some. Hold on!"
He heard the ruffling of a cupboard within the restroom. His eyes were only on
what coated his hand and had made its way to the floor of the shower. Seeing it
in actuality was…different than in his dreams. He was sort of mesmerized. Until
he remembered Gon would be on the other side of the shower curtain at a
moment's notice. He put his hand into the steady water stream, watching it
flow, following its trail until it went down the drain. He'd keep in mind to
clean the whole shower afterwards, paranoid of the thought of leaving any
evidence.
The curtain opened just a bit, "Here you go Killua!"
He slowly turned his head, blinking and looking to see just a tanner hand
holding in a bar of soap.
What would he do if…? Nope…he was nowhere near as daring as to grab Gon's hand
and pull him in the shower with him. That was way too much. Instead, he just
took the bar, granted with the hand he didn't use to touch himself, "Thanks."
"Okay. Sorry about that. I was walking by and I really thought you called me!"
"I didn't. I could have gotten out and gotten it myself you know…"
"I know but I did want to let you know that Biscuit wants us to train when you
get out. But I guess by the time we're done, you'll just need to shower
again!", Gon was laughing a little innocent laugh.
I am such a pervert…
He didn't even want to face Gon, so he'd stay in the shower for longer than
necessary. Way longer than necessary.
"Hey Killua…"
"W-what?"
"I know you haven't been feeling well lately. You had that nosebleed and you
sound a little tired even now, so take your time okay?"
"Sure...thing…" he was flabbergasted when the curtain opened more and Gon was
peering in.
"No really, if you don't feel like it, you shouldn't train today. Maybe you
worked too hard last time. Either way, getting some more sleep and practicing
after me would be…"
"Gon…a LITTLE privacy please!?"
"Oh!" the enhancer had just met his glance and his eyes never altered.
Of course Gon was just looking straight ahead. Eyes never going down or
anything to look at his body.
"Gon…out!"
"Ah okay okay! I was just worried is all!"
"You can be worried from the other side of the curtain!"
Gon could take a hint and retreated from the shower, the curtain closing.
He sighed. He didn't want to sound mean, but he would go insane if Gon
continued to stare right at him.
"Hey Killua!"
"What!?"
"What's that salty smell?"
Oh crap no! Why in the blue heck did Gon's super sense of smell have to kick in
now!? Oh…salty…of course it's salty…, "I dunno! You're weird! Get out of here!
I'll be out soon!"
"Okay okay!"
When the door of the bathroom shut, and he was by himself again, he heaved a
sigh of relief. Geeze!
Clothed, clean, and dressed, he'd come out to face both Gon and Bisky in a much
better mood.
Palm, on the other hand, had gone into her restroom for use and wondered at why
it was unusually clean.
 
***** Sneaky Tactics *****
Chapter Summary
     Pray for me
Maybe the only way to really end the countless bouts of embarrassment was to
just come out with it already? That was certainly a thought running through his
mind. But at the same time, Killua really wasn't that bold of a person. It was
why he had to resort to little lies and sneaky tactics in order to get his fix.
To be blunt about things, he felt his own actions were getting slightly weirder
as the days went by.
He was taking his best friends worn clothes every now and then just to touch
them and get a whiff of his scent. To do this, his only chance was to wait
until late at night after everyone else had called it a day.
He would lay awake at night just staring…staring at his best friend sleeping.
Thinking of touching him, just a little, but never actually doing it.
It may have been his imagination, but he could have sworn Bisky was looking at
him a little differently. Gon didn't seem to notice any changes, which he was
more than grateful for. As for Palm? Well, she was just…being Palm he guessed.
Aside from making meals every now and then, they hardly ever saw the woman. She
disappeared around her own house and had a terrible habit of popping up without
anyone noticing.
She'd popped up, like some sort of unnatural ghost lady, when they were
training their Ren. Spouting her little two cents of doubt about their ability
to do it in the month they had before them.
Only a week had gone by and they were a bit closer to holding their Ren for two
hours at best. Unfortunately, they still hadn't been able to figure out who
Shoot was. It was a little frustrating; Killua had taken it upon himself to do
searches on his own, on the Hunter website, blogs, anything…and couldn't find
any information. Perhaps the man prepared before this whole thing started and
purposely removed any information about himself? No…I'm sure they couldn't have
been given that much of an advantage. Maybe information on him was just more
classified since he was Morel's student and Morel himself had very close ties
to the chairman? Still, he should have been able to find something! The goal
was seemingly so simple; defeat Knuckle and Shoot and take the tokens.
A hand touched his shoulder and he jumped, turning with wide eyes to see who
was interrupting his thoughts.
"I came up with an idea!"
He turned his head quickly, looking down to avert his eyes from Gon's, "What's
that?" He's touching my shoulder…his hand feels nice…
"Why don't we try going back to the big bulletin board? They go to check that
don't they?"
Killua raised his head, "We can try. But I'm not sure why they would check it a
week after Netero's little game started."
"I thought about that," he tightened his grip on Killua's shoulder ever so
slightly, "Maybe there's another message for us? You said before we can find
out things about people from little things, so I thought maybe if one of them
stuck by the bulletin board, we could scout the area and look for anyone
suspicious. Since you saw Knuckle, Shoot would be more likely to be there. But
I guess it's a long shot since they might be talking to each other, even though
they don't know who we are yet."
Please stop touching me Gon…I might just…
Gon was in front of him, having both hands on either of the paler boy's
shoulders, "It's worth a try isn't it?"
WHY!? Why is he doing this!? What's with him being so touchy all of the
sudden!? Both of his hands are on my shoulders and he's so freaking close. This
is torture...torture that even my family didn't prepare me for...
Gon was a little confused when his best friend retreated at an amazing speed
and was standing in the doorway, not looking in his direction.
"It's worth a try Gon…"
"Okay!"
He couldn't bear to look back at the grin probably plastered on the enhancer's
face.
"Hey Killua…?"
"Oh sorry, I gotta go to the bathroom", and with that, he walked out with his
hands in his pockets.
Closing the bathroom door behind him and locking it, he leaned back on it and
slowly sunk to the floor. He pulled his knees to his chest and hugged his legs,
burying his face. This had to be the most unfair thing in the entire world. WHY
ME!?
Gon usually did respect his personal space. For most of the time they spent
together over the years, Gon seemed to take the hint that he wasn't a big fan
of physical contact. Of course, this was just the byproduct of being tortured
so many times. Words had a much heavier impact on his impressionable heart.
Yeah sure, maybe they'd touch when rough housing. Just playing the childish
role of being…well, children, after they'd met. Though physical contact between
them diminished while participating in Heaven's Arena. Probably because both of
them were getting used to the fact that the most physical contact they had with
others was in the form of pain.
And was it just him? Or did Gon seem a little masochistic?
Like a faithful puppy always coming back for more, excitement in his eyes, Gon
would just trudge right back into the line of fire like it was nothing.
He snickered a little at the thought of puppy Gon.
Okay…focus! On what exactly!? The fact that Gon was brazen enough to just…touch
me like that? The hell was with that!?
Now, after spending so much time not experiencing physical contact, that little
moment was really coming out of the left field.
There were footsteps approaching and he could feel the ghastly aura of Palm.
She seemed to just be wandering or something. He hoped she wasn't coming to the
bathroom.
Rather, she walked by muttering to herself.
Killua was just a little curious and decided to eavesdrop from the other side
of the door where she stopped.
Palm's hands were fists, "Notice me…!"
And with that, she kept walking.
Killua was frozen in place and didn't know whether to laugh or not. Was she
referring to her sensei? She shamelessly admitted to being in love with that
guy in front of them before. Either way, he had a hand over his mouth to stop
any noise from slipping out.
If Gon noticed me…
He shivered at the thought. If Gon could look at him with even half the passion
he did when diving into danger…or even a third of it. Hell, one tenth. If Gon
would just look at him, really look at him for more than just the minutes when
they would converse casually.
That's right…
He did look at me, just now anyway…
Those hazel eyes were deliberately focused on him for that moment when his
hands were on his bare shoulders.
Killua blinked and realized his shoulders felt a little warmer, yet the little
proof of contact was slowly going away. He took his hand from his mouth,
touching his shoulder as if it were delicate glass. Unfortunately, all this
thinking just got him excited all over again. It was only natural that he'd
crave another release. This time he couldn't use the shower, rather, he eyed
the box of nose tissues sitting on the little shelf next to the sink.
===============================================================================
With Gon at his side, they just glared at the vast bulletin board for a moment
before looking around at the people. No one seemed too focused on it no matter
what direction they looked. It was a bust and at the same time, Killua thought
that perhaps they'd exposed themselves a bit by doing this. That was when he
realized that he should have shot this idea down if he wasn't so distracted by
his thoughts on the boy next to him. Of course Shoot wouldn't be here, he was
watching Knuckle and waiting for the moment to see who they were.
Even after leaving that area and going outside, walking along the sidewalk, Gon
seemed to be walking just a bit too close for comfort.
There was a bit of a commotion going on.
Without realizing it, he'd gotten a bit closer with the intention of whispering
to Gon to calm down and not bother. It wasn't out of the question that Gon
would go to check it out. Gon motioned to take a step, just one step, and he
reached and grabbed his hand to pull him back.
Gon turned to look at him, clearly surprised.
He gave his hand a squeeze and hissed, "Don't you even dare!"
Gon had lowered his voice, "Awww! But I'm curious about what's going on!"
Killua sighed and was perfectly calm, until he realized what he'd done. He
slowly and carefully let go of Gon's hand; never in his life did he want to run
as much as he did that very moment. This time, Gon was actually looking at him
earnestly. His latest dream came to mind and he couldn't look Gon in the eye,
"It doesn't matter…what does is that we need to focus on the goal…" I shouldn't
be saying that…not me, who's forgotten the goal while daydreaming all the damn
time…
Gon looked excited at the prospect of the challenge ahead of them. Their eyes
connected. There was something in those hazel eyes that Killua couldn't quite
pinpoint a meaning to. His body was being disobedient. I want to just...kiss
him right now. He leaned a bit closer without thinking. So many thoughts ran
through his head yet at the same time it felt like his mind was empty. Gon
turned to look in another direction absent mindedly and Killua stopped slowly
inching closer. Of course Gon was oblivious. He was innocent wasn't he? He
seemed as pure as light and that was what made him all the more unreachable.
He almost lost it and kissed Gon...his best friend. His own mind would show him
no mercy. He felt guilty for wanting the day to end. So he could dream and
screw the enhancer senseless in the world of his own fantasies. Where Gon could
take a hint and reciprocate every touch, kiss, lick…,"Let's go..."
"Yeah."
It was a decent break, but they were in for a surprise when they got back to
the place they were all staying. They weren't aware of just what Bisky had in
mind for them.
The application of Ren felt so much easier after the first hour. It was the
second hour that was the worst, but they'd keep pushing forwards, determined to
do their best. He was a little better at it than Gon was when he wasn't
thinking about his dreams. For once, he'd been able to keep it out of his mind.
It could have been because he didn't have one the previous night. Honestly, he
missed it a little.
"AND TIME!"
They stopped, sweating, panting, and Killua stole a side glance to see Gon's
white tank top was see through from how much he'd been sweating. Either way,
his own black one was soaked. Both of their shorts were. All he wanted was a
shower…possibly with Gon this time.Okay not like that brain…I mean like…we'd
take turns or something…not take one together…
Gon's words accompanied heavy breaths, "We finally made three hours…"
They both willed for a shower, yet Bisky stopped them in their tracks.
"HAH!?"
"We're going out to see Knuckle!"
They both looked at the blonde woman like she was nuts.
"This is what you guys will do from now on. Here, you train Ren, then you go
out there and challenge Knuckle."
Killua shook his head, "What if we lose!?"
Biscuit shook her head, "Winning or losing doesn't matter. Your goal is not to
beat him, it's to take the tags. And so what? Challenge him again if you lose."
Sometimes, he didn't like that woman's brashness. They didn't know what they
would be in for. Facing the unknown without any percentage of...anything
really...was nuts. Killua looked at Gon and widened his eyes a bit. Of course
Gon was excited about the challenge. Of course Gon would go headstrong like he
always did.
Headstrong...like a dominant person...in bed. Oh dammit brain! Now is not the
time!
From what he could size up of Knuckle, that guy looked tough. Okay, so thinking
of his first impression of Knuckle was a pretty good distraction from where
else his brain would try to go. It was a welcome thought. Until he thought that
they were probably going to get their asses kicked. He was exhausted, Gon was
excited but exhausted. He wanted to crawl to bed and welcome a wet dream. Gah!
No. He had to think of something quick or else his shorts would not be hiding
any sort of bulge. Why didn't he wear jeans today!? Think of something to kill
a boner.
He was prepared to leave with Gon, thinking to himself.
That Knuckle guy and the beat down ahead of us. I wonder what kind of hatsu he
has. Is he an enhancer? Will he be all brawn? Enhancer...like Gon. Gon...taking
charge...nope, not going there. Okay think. Boner killer. Aniki...Illumi on the
toilet. Ugh...that would do it. Toilet...bathroom...shower. I want to shower.
When we get back I can hang in the bathroom while Gon showers...nope! Okay what
else? Bisky's other form. He shuddered. Yep...that killed it...for the rest of
the night and possibly eternity. I'll never have to worry about getting excited
thinking of Gon kissing down my neck...and front...dammit!
Gon was quiet during their walk to the park where their opponent awaited.
Bisky's other form. If that's her true form...oh god no I don't want to think
of any poor soul hooking up with that...ever.
"Killua..."
He snapped out of his thoughts, "Yeah Gon?"
"I want to see just how strong I've gotten. But since this is our first time
coming face to face with one of Morel's students, stay by my side okay?"
You are killing me with your sweetness! Stop saying stuff like that! You are
making this so much worse! "Yeah...sure. I wouldn't leave your side either
way." That was so suggestive. Thank goodness Gon can't take a hint.
"Are you excited?"
Killua blinked, "W-what?"
Gon laughed a little, "We get to face a strong opponent so early in the month
we were given. Maybe we can get the tag and go back sooner than we thought. We
can get back to Kite."
Kite...
All desires were gone. He glared as Gon was walking ahead of him. He stuck his
hands in his pockets and slowed his pace. I'm such an idiot. How can I be like
this when he's thinking about that? Has it always been on your mind? Of course
it has. That's why you don't look at me like you used to. Maybe that's why you
touched my shoulders, you forgot I'm not big on touching. It all feels like a
dream...being here...everything. While I'm focused on you, you're focused on
something else entirely. The goal is to get back there to save Kite.
"Killua..."
"Mhm?"
"Let's show this guy what we're made of."
He chuckled, "Yeah."
They came to the clearing. Knuckle was hunched over and they heard a little
bark.
The dog trotted away and he got up, turning around to face them.

 
***** Knuckle Fight Part 1 *****
"Is that Knuckle?"
"Yeah…"
When they stepped before him side by side, they were ready, so very ready,
until an intimidating aura began to radiate forth.
However, the instant he opened his mouth, Killua knew without a shred of a
doubt…Knuckle was a complete idiot!
He's strong, but what the hell!?
Gon was looking intently forward, knowing he had to keep his head in the game.
By attitude alone, it was clear that Knuckle wasn't very satisfied with his
first impression of them. Killua had already made an internal vow that he would
protect Gon. He'd made it the moment he first saw Knuckle on the street. The
man was loud, rowdy, and ready to fight at a moment's notice. He'd hoped that
Gon wouldn't ever grow to Knuckle's level of obnoxiousness, despite their
significant similarities.
Knuckle had his arms at his sides, grinning confidently, "PUNCH ME THEN!"
Protecting Gon had been a single, passing thought out of the many that kept
running through his head. I mean…it's not like Gon would particularly need my
help like a damsel in distress, but like, just to…
"Jan…ken…"
Oh dammit I was not paying attention! Oh? I wonder what this Knuckle guy is
gonna do to counter that. He sure looks surprised!
Killua let his eyes drift for a moment, just a little moment, down his friends
back. He had to fight back a blush. Thank goodness tensions were high between
Gon and Knuckle, because neither of them would notice.
G-Gon has…a nice ass…
If he could run as fast as he could, slam his head against a tree, and it
wouldn't look weird, he would have done it without hesitation. YOU DID NOT JUST
THINK THAT! Don't…look at it…eyes up Killua…eyes up. DAMMIT you're looking at
it again! I…I just…he has nice anatomy…yeah…
"Um...", Gon blinked.
Killua snapped out of his thoughts and quirked a brow at Knuckle spread out on
the grass.
Gon looked over at Killua for a moment in surprise and Killua looked back.
Both youth's eyes made way back to Knuckle.
"Killua…I think he's out cold…"
"What a damned moron. He asked for you to punch him! What was he expecting? You
to not throw a strong punch right away?"
"Even so! He fell so fast that my janken missed him completely! Those are some
fast reflexes!"
Killua was snickering, placing a hand over his mouth to try to stop himself,
"Hahaha well yeah, he did fall pretty quickly for an idiot who doesn't want to
get hurt. Oh well, let's take the token and get out of here."
Gon turned and placed a hand on Killua's shoulder, "I have a different idea..."
OH MY GOD HE'S TOUCHING ME AGAIN!? WHY!?,"I…w-what?"
"We won't take the token", he said, his outstretched hand giving a small
squeeze, "Instead we could use this chance to get a lot stronger. Maybe, when
he comes to, we can challenge him again. We have the time, don't we?"
Killua began to aggressively poke Gon's forehead, "What the hell!? It was YOU
who said, and I QUOTE, 'Maybe we can get the tokens and go back sooner than we
thought.' HAH!? What about that logic? We can just take it and go. Easy as
that!"
"Yeah, but… I can tell that he's really a good person."
Killua blinked, "What are you on about now?"
Gon had a little smirk, "There was a dog here before. Good hunters attract
animals to them. Besides, I think I'm a pretty good judge of character. I knew
you were an interesting person after all."
Killua blinked about five times in the next second that passed by. THE FUCK IS
THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?, "Gon…wha-…!?"
Gon was already before the unconscious Knuckle, set on helping him up. He had
to stop however, when a little puppy ran towards them all, "Aww what a cute
dog! So you are Knuckle's little buddy from when we first got here!"
Did I just get blown off for a puppy? Well it is cute but…seriously…what did
Gon even mean just now with that comment!? He didn't say 'good' person he said
'interesting person'.
"Hey Killua?"
"Huh?"
"Can you help me carry Knuckle? He's a little heavy and I really wasn't
expecting to carry a grown man while exhausted like this. He was pretty strong
though."
"Ah, sure…", he walked forwards, "It looks like that dog is set on following
us. Is it his or something?" He walked to the side opposite of Gon, tucking
himself beneath Knuckle's other arm to assist, "Suddenly I feel even more
exhausted than when we first got here. Seriously Gon, only you..." What a pain
in the ass. We should be ditching this moron and be on our way. And where's he
gonna sleep anyway? Is there another guest room or is he taking our bed!? I am
not sleeping next to this guy.
They were quiet as they walked back towards Palm's place.
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Tonight has been terrible. I had to stop myself from thinking bad thoughts,
kill my excitement when I could have just taken care of it in the shower if we
didn't have to go out, get my ass kicked by a guy who's not even fighting us
seriously, and then take that very guy back to the place we're staying instead
of just completing half of our mission. This makes no damn sense, and on top of
it all, Gon is being even more questionable than usual. I mean, what the hell?
Should I ask him what he meant? Oh man on top of that when he was using his
technique and I just idly stood by, I was staring at his ass. That just makes
me think of…oh no! No brain no…you cannot do this to me right now…I cannot get
excited again. But…but Gon called me interesting…was he flirting with me? I
have to be imaging it. Maybe I took it out of context. "Hey Gon…"
"Hmm? What is it Killua?"
It was like he was on autopilot while stuck in his thoughts, "What about me is
so interesting anyway?" Wait…what did I just…?
Gon turned slightly, trying to balance Knuckle and give a side glance at his
best friend, "Everything about you is interesting!"
Oh good…maybe I was taking it out of context, "You said Knuckle seemed like a
good person. But you…didn't say that I was a good person…"
"Oh, but you are a good person too! I mean, you're interesting to where I
always want to keep you close to me."
Holy hell! Am I hearing things? He was starting to blush.
"Killua, there's a lot I don't think I could have had the courage to do without
you there. You give me the strength to do a lot of things. Back when I first
woke up outside of NGL, I did think to myself…gosh I did something crazy and
Killua had to pull me out again. I keep doing things like that. You're always
watching out for me and there when I need someone the most but it's different
now. I can do something and I will get the strength to back up my words and
actions. I mean, you give me strength on the inside but I need the physical
strength to match. I'm glad that we've been given this chance and that we're
training under Bisky. As much as I want to go back, I want to go back and be
prepared this time. Before, I wasn't really prepared."
"Gon…I like…"
"Hm?"
Killua looked away, "Well, you put that in a nice way I guess." He had to keep
himself composed. After hearing Gon say something so heartfelt, he almost let
his inner wall down and his true feelings out. He couldn't afford to do such a
thing. Not only was it embarrassing, but what if he was looking too deeply into
things? Of course, Gon wasn't flirting, but he had a way with words that was
just…
"Oh…I hope Palm has another guest room, otherwise we'd have to put him in our
bed!"
"You're right…ugh…but he smells like dog food. Gon, I don't want our bed to
smell like dog food!"
The puppy walking alongside them started barking.
When they made it back to the place, Bisky was waiting at the door, and her
signature grin quickly transformed into a look of worried surprise,"Huh… Palm
is asleep, but we should definitely hide him in another room before she notices
anything. I don't think she'll be a fan of what you boys did."
Gon nodded, "Yeah!"
Biscuit blinked, "Follow me and after that, I'm letting you guys off the hook
for tonight. You can shower and do whatever. I'd suggest you get some sleep."
They nodded to their sensei, simultaneously shouting, "OSU!"
She laughed and held the door wider open for them, "But he's your
responsibility. You guys need to keep an eye on him." She stuck her tongue out
briefly.
When they set Knuckle down on his designated bed, the puppy that had been
trailing them jumped up to curl alongside the unconscious hunter. Gon was
looking down, a sweet smile plastered across his face, at the scene of the
sleeping man and his affectionate canine companion. The smile was a little
contagious, as Killua couldn't help but think that such a tough looking guy
with such a little cute dog was sort of an adorable sight.
When they left the room, it was to Bisky coming out of nowhere, looping her arm
through Killua's and dragging him away, "I'd like a word with you both
separately! And you are first Killua!"
Struggling, the Zoldyck stammered, "B-but you said we were off the hook and
could call it a night!"
Having taken him to her quarters and shut the door, she looked back to him with
folded arms after letting him go, deciding to get right to the point, "Call me
crazy but I seriously doubt it was your idea to bring Knuckle here. Am I
correct?"
Killua was letting his worry show that he might have been found out, "Y-yeah."
"Why do you look so nervous? I'm not mad about it or anything. I actually think
it's a great idea. We can use him to advance your training! I want to let you
know my intentions, because I'm sure Gon just roped you into it."
"Y-yeah…"
"You wanted to just search the guy, take the tokens, and leave yes?"
"I know Gon's reasoning but…"
"I want you to relax for a bit. Gon's thinking is not wrong, but neither is
yours. Neither of you are capable of holding your Ren for three hours yet, so I
wanted to tell you to not rush things. It's only been nine days, as of tomorrow
you'll still have twenty more to utilize", she narrowed her eyes, "I don't want
you sneaking into that room in the middle of the night and taking the token off
of Knuckle."
"I won't, geeze!"
"Good!" she smiled, "This time around, I want you to trust Gon on this. I'm
glad to see he's finally thinking ahead. He's really grown since the last time
I saw you both." She gave a devilish grin, "And so have you…!"
Killua gulped, unsure of what to expect.
Biscuit could only think to herself. Hmm should I tell him about when I walked
by the restroom yesterday? YOSH! I'll drop a hint."You should totally keep your
voice down next time if you don't want people to know what you're up to in your
spare time."
The blush that spread across his face rivaled a tomato, "You didn't…"
"I'm not an eavesdropper, but next time you feel the need to spank it, at least
be a little more discreet."
Oh my god she knows…
She laughed, "You're a teenager now, so it comes with growing up." She gave a
double thumbs up with a wide grin, "By this age, most boys are fapping
champions!"
He didn't have words, he just turned to leave with a face consuming blush.
She was laughing, "Be sure to tell Gon that I'd like a word with him too!"
When he walked out, he wasn't sure of how to face Gon exactly. Bisky knew…but
how much did she know? He didn't really want to find out. The previous day,
he'd needed another release and thank goodness he wasn't calling Gon's name.
No, instead he'd been moaning softly and letting his imagination run wild. So
maybe Bisky didn't know that it was all because of his sexual attraction to his
best friend. She could just assume that it was the raging hormones that came
with aging. Without thinking too much about it, he'd walked back to their room
and noticed Gon wasn't there. That was okay, he needed a minute to himself
anyway. He looked at the bed and noticed Gon's tank top was on it. Most likely,
Gon had gone to take a shower.
Gon's in the shower… He shuddered and cursed at himself. Just thinking of that
was turning him on. He hugged himself while blushing like crazy. He decided he
needed his fix again. He reached and took a hold of the sweaty tank top,
bringing it up to his face and closing his eyes. Exhaustion seemed to vanish in
that moment and he knew that blood was rushing to the right place yet again.
There was no killing it this time, he'd have to do something about it. It
smells so good…it smells like him…can I…before he comes in here? Can I finish?
He already had his flesh in his hand and was stroking, keeping the tank top
against his face with the other hand.
I can't believe I'm doing this again. And of all the things he was thinking
about…Gon's spread out legs and ass slightly poking out while he was in
position to fire his janken attack forwards at a clearly stunned Knuckle. Those
green shorts that had his attention for more than mere seconds and what was
underneath it. And to top it off, he had the full impact of Gon's scent against
him from the white tank top he'd basically stolen for this purpose.
He bit his lip, keeping his eyes shut, gripping and going faster.
Gon!
His blush never left and thankfully it seemed like he had all the time in the
world. Gon was certainly taking his time in the shower. He parted his lips to
let out the smallest whimper of his best friends name. Now he had to think
about the fact that he had to mind his volume, or else someone might notice.
That was okay, as long as he could keep going till he finished.
"Aah…"
He bit his lip again. Nope, he couldn't afford the luxury of letting out any
noises. That's what had gotten Bisky onto his trail in the first place. He
couldn't afford to make that mistake again. He leaned forwards a bit, inhaling
deeply to get more of that wondrous forest like scent that was the scent of
Gon. He didn't know if he was capable of blushing any more than he already was
while he got closer to a climax. The way Gon's words and actions were
borderline ambiguous just made things all the worse. Worse yet better…worse in
the sense that he could take it the wrong way, and wonderful because he could
take it the wrong way. Gon was so innocent after all.
He was getting close, biting his lip more to stop any sounds from coming out,
despite the fact that he wanted to make so many of them.
He'd gasped when he came into his hand.
And suddenly a terrible thought went through his head… He didn't have any
tissues to clean it up!
SHIT!
He looked around, his heart racing. It was all on his hand and he had to
dispose of it somehow and fast.
He couldn't use Gon's shirt. "YES!", he was saved by there being some napkins
nearby. On top of that, he'd need them not just for his hand, but to make sure
to wipe away any residue, which without a doubt there was. Good thing he was
pretty good on the speed factor, even with his fly open and shorts lower than
they should be.
He'd wiped his hands on the napkin after dropping Gon's tank top, smelling that
familiar slightly salty smell. He was shivering from how good it felt, but it
wasn't enough to slow him down from operation leave no evidence.
"Oh…"
There wasn't a garbage can. He'd need to carry it out with him to toss it away.
Actually, the best option was to flush it down the toilet. It was napkins so it
should flush without an issue. He turned and eyed the white tank top he'd
tossed in his haste and blushed harder. It's better when I have something of
his with me. It makes me come more…
The doorknob was turning and he quickly yanked his shorts and boxers up and
stuffed the napkins in his pocket as Gon was walking through the door with a
relieved sigh.
"Oh uh…Bisky wanted to talk to you. You should go see her. She's in her room."
"Okay!"
***** Knuckle Fight Pt 2 *****
Their eyes met.
"The water is still nice and warm. Sorry I took so long."
"No it's fine. I was just doing some thinking."
"I was doing some thinking myself..."
Killua walked forwards and broke eye contact to walk past Gon and take refuge
in the bathroom for the umpteenth time that week.
Gon on the other hand, had taken it upon himself to sit on the bed and fall
back on it, looking up at the ceiling. His mind was reeling. I'm good at
talking I think. I say a lot of things, but I can't believe I'm no good at
saying something like that.
He blinked.
Killua was blushing a lot just now, it was cute.
He felt his own blush creeping up on his cheeks. It was a blush like Killua's
which had the capability of getting him excited again. It was bad enough he'd
been doing things without his best friend knowing, but it was a little
embarrassing to think about why he'd taken so long in the shower.
The thoughts started after they came here and they started as little fleeting
things. It was the most inappropriate time, with all of the other things he was
thinking about. So he'd shoved it to the mental back burner. Tonight was a
little different. He wore his heart on his sleeve and found himself more
vulnerable than ever.
He'd been so grateful to Killua for always being there. That much was true, so
he wanted to let him know that. At the same time, he needed to watch his words.
Killua seemed to always run away from him, so maybe it was bad that right then
and there he almost said the other thoughts that ran through his head.
I'm actually really selfish when I think about it. I want to get stronger, so I
decided we should bring Knuckle here. Killua looked like he wanted to object. I
don't ever want to make Killua uncomfortable but…
He sighed.
I also think that maybe telling him will make him uncomfortable, so I keep
dropping little hints. I'm no good at this stuff though so I keep saying the
wrong things. At the same time, I can't help but feel that there's something
I'm missing. I don't think I ever really felt like this before, so I'm really
bad at admitting that I like him. It's probably better that I don't say
anything. Hmm…I like him more than anyone else. And it's more than as a friend,
I'm sure.
His blush spread.
I can't say that I was thinking about him while I…
He shook his head. He needed to drop these thoughts before Killua came back. He
sat up and noticed his tank top was on the floor, "Oh…" maybe it fell off when
he'd plopped on the bed? He got up and went to pick it up and sweatdropped,
"Oh…it's really sweaty…I should put all my stuff in the wash." He'd only been
in his boxers. He reached and grabbed his green shorts also. They were sticky
from how sweaty they'd gotten training their Ren for the two hours they managed
to get in. He'd take a little trip to the laundry room before going to talk to
Biscuit about whatever she wanted to talk to him about. He thought he had a
little bit of an idea as to the conversation topic.
It was a little startling when he'd dropped his things in the laundry machine
and there was someone behind him. He jumped and turned quickly to see Palm.
"I can wash that for you…", Palm had a little blush and was clutching at the
front of her long dress.
Gon just blinked, "Oh! I didn't know you were awake! Thanks!" And with that, he
just turned and walked right past the woman, his thoughts going to whatever he
would be talking with Biscuit about.
Palm on the other hand, eyed the clothes and knew it was a waste to use the
machine; she'd have to wash them in the basin. At the same time, she'd been
completely unaware of how that Gon boy half naked would have an effect on her.
Her eyes were wide, her blush growing, and she shoved the clothes in the
laundry machine without another thought. She'd been in her room for most of the
night, trying to idly pass the time since she was an insomniac anyway. Sleep
wasn't something she really got and that was even before Gon, Killua, and
Biscuit had come to stay with her for training. She'd been thinking about NGL
and her sensei, wondering to herself about earlier that night when Biscuit sent
them off to go fight Knuckle while they were exhausted and would clearly lose.
Her power told her this was the right thing to do, but it was so weird.
Everything was so weird.
She waited on the clothes to wash, keeping to her own thoughts while letting it
press on. It was stupid to just wash so few things, but the hum of the washing
and the sound of the water sloshing was a little soothing to her nerves.
She blinked. Gon had startled her as much as she probably startled him when she
walked up to him due to the darkness of the hall.
Yet she hadn't been prepared.
He had a nice anatomy.
When the clothes stopped, she took them out and shoved them into the dryer, not
really thinking much about anything else as she put the green shorts in with
the white tank top and put them both on the highest heat setting.
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Biscuit was patient and when Gon had come into the room. She was sitting in a
chair and thinking to herself. As much as she loved teasing Killua, Gon was
more of an enigma, which was something he unfortunately seemed to share with
his father. She didn't personally know Ging, but she knew enough about him from
doing a bit of digging.
"You wanted to talk to me?"
She nodded, "I did. About you bringing Knuckle here…"
He was already on the floor and bowing before her, "I'm sorry! I know that you
wanted us to go out and challenge him! But I used my janken and he passed out
and I didn't want to leave him out there!"
Biscuit smiled warmly, "It's fine. I wanted to say good job."
He looked up.
"When he wakes up, we'll determine the next step from his reaction. I don't
want you and Killua to fall back on training your Ren, so don't stop doing that
no matter what. I have the feeling that he'll be of a lot of use to us in the
time we have left."
Gon had come back to a stand slowly, nodding, "Y-yeah! That takes a relief off
my shoulders."
Biscuit shook a finger at him, "I'm sure that Palm will come around when she
does find out what you guys did."
He nodded, his lips a thin line.
"Don't worry your little head about it! Go get some sleep. That's all I wanted
to tell you!"
"Oh okay!", he was smiling a little as he walked out.
Biscuit shrugged to herself. Hah, I know all boys are probably doing it but I
haven't the slightest clue if Gon's gotten to that point yet. I guess that
means I have to deal with them very differently even though they're my
students.
When Gon and Killua were lying in the bed together, neither of them was facing
the other, yet they both had a lot on their minds.
The two of them welcomed the drowsiness when it finally took hold.
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He was looking down at his lover, unable to stop himself from sliding himself
up and down. He'd reached forwards and gripped the hands before him and gave
them a tight squeeze while he lowered himself further down onto the others
hardness. The feeling of being entered this way was wonderful, and he had a bit
of control over the course of their movements being on top like this. It was
something new, and yet that familiar pleasure was coursing throughout his body.
It made him let out a shout of delight, especially when his partner started
thrusting upwards and into him. It made him lean forwards, gripping soft hands
tighter. He wanted to call out his lover's name and decided to go with that,
over and over again. There wasn't any buildup at the start of the dream, no
foreplay, nothing. It was once again right to the point.
He wanted to know if being penetrated by his lover's hardness would be this
great outside of the dream world.
"Gon!"
"Killua!"
The name chanting from the amounts of pleasure they were both feeling was a
resounding confirmation that they both felt the same. Perhaps it was a slightly
different feeling between fulfilling the two possible roles of giver and
receiver, but it was still ecstasy inducing.
To be on top, yet having the other inside…
He brought himself up, only to come back down, moving against the steady rhythm
of his lover's hypnotic hip thrusts.
Hands let go of his own and he felt those familiar hands reach for his hips to
hold onto them, letting him know his ride was about to get a bit more intense.
Shouts of joy grew in volume when the thrusts got harder…faster…
He was going to lose it and he knew he was going to release on his partner. It
might go onto his belly, trail up to his bare chest…
Of course, he didn't think that his lover would mind that at all. It wouldn't
be the first time one of them had lost it and gotten their release on the
other.
The name chanting got louder and he found that his dream was getting a little
more realistic. It was very light, but there were tears brimming in his eyes.
What could it have been from? The feeling of being penetrated by his best
friend? The bottled up emotions within him that had such a hard time coming
out? How much he wanted to say three little words that should have been easy to
say, despite them spending two years together and having adventures? Or was it
from his hips being gripped minus a little restraint, where he knew there might
be a mark of some sort after they were done? The grip on his hips hurt, but it
was okay...he liked a little pain with his pleasure.
He was getting closer…so much closer…and it was driving him even crazier with
sensation. Without really thinking about it all that much, he just let whatever
came to mind slip past his lips, "K-kiss me…please…"
The thrusts got softer as his partner stopped, blushing harder upon hearing the
sudden request.
He was blushing even more than his partner was at what they were doing. But it
was a bit of an awkward position for them to bring their faces together.
"Okay…"
He was exited, sweating, panting; he collapsed as his knees had gotten weak. He
turned over, letting his partner come on top of him and he let out a little
yelp when the pleasure he'd already begun to miss returned. Now his lover was
on top of him. He felt fingers lace with his own and it made his heart flutter
in his chest. He'd closed his eyes as lips met and parted to commence a
miniscule battle between the tips of tongues.
Being kissed like this felt so nice, especially while moving to the will of
those thrusts. He couldn't help trying to wrap his legs around slender hips to
keep him close. From top to bottom, he wanted to feel all of him, he needed to
have the body on top pressed against his own and feel as much as he possibly
could as he got closer…so much closer…
Names were moaned into mouths and they resumed their oxygen consuming kiss.
Both teens kept their eyes closed.
He squeezed the hips between his legs tighter, squeezing the hands in each of
his own.
The warmth of his lovers seed rushing in urged him to let go of the feeling
built up within himself.
Their kiss still hadn't ended even though they pushed one another over the
edge.
His lover stayed inside.
When it did end, when the paler of the two pulled his face up and away, their
eyes opened and met in loving looks. Hands squeezed his own in return as he
looked up into those ocean blue eyes with a look he hoped could mirror his
emotions.
When he woke up, it was to a face consuming blush. He turned over, wondering if
Killua was awake. It seemed he wasn't. That was fine. He needed to process what
he'd just woken up from. He'd started off on top, riding the Zoldyck before
he'd made his bashful request, which prompted him to suddenly be on the bottom,
enjoying the ride of the ex-assassin being the giver.
As much as he thought to himself that maybe he would be the one to be forward
and say something, he actually wasn't as bold with that as anyone would have
guessed. It wasn't his first dream and he didn't think it would be the last. As
a person who often followed his instincts, it was a little surprising to
himself that he wasn't the one inside of the Zoldyck and that it was the
opposite. He blushed harder, maybe it was because he'd been feeling so helpless
about these things? If they were to really do it…I wouldn't mind it going
either way. I'd want to feel what it would be like giving and receiving. So…I'd
want to do that with Killua a lot…
It had to be early, the sun was up but it seemed no one else was. He didn't
want to move because even the slightest movement might wake up the transmuter.
He was a little glad that they weren't facing each other on the bed, or else he
would go back to imagining the face from his dreams again. He remembered at the
beginning of his dream of how…well…to put it bluntly…sexy the Zoldyck looked.
He reached and clutched a bit of the sheets.
I can't let him know. What if he doesn't think of me like that? He keeps
running away from me whenever I try to build up the courage to say something.
It would make me really sad to say something and then he looks at me weird. I
know he'd get what I meant right away...
He frowned and furrowed his brows in contemplation. He hadn't been thinking
these thoughts and having these dreams until after they'd gotten to this place.
He was able to focus on getting back to save Kite, and at the same time was
trying to act like normal despite the fact that his heart was torn. Within him
raged a fierce battle between depression and hope that he didn't want anyone to
know about. And then it seemed his mind was being even worse to him, by adding
these feelings for Killua in the mix seemingly out of the left field.
Okay…so the feelings for his best friend weren't completely out of the left
field.
He'd projected strong feelings for him before, just on the levels of
friendship, before proclaiming proudly that Killua was his best friend. He was
too preoccupied, albeit confused right now, to proudly announce that there was
more to it than that.
He didn't really talk to Killua about things on this sort of level before.
Maybe that was how he could get his attention? Let him know that he wasn't a
stranger to courtship, but was a complete stranger to love itself. Granted, he
did love other people in his life, like Aunt Mito, and he'd instantly felt a
type of gravitating love for Kite.
But where his emotions had gone for the Zoldyck was on a completely different
level.
He breathed and clutched the sheets tighter to try to calm himself down. Keep
it together.
Killua was stirring.
Not facing Gon, the Zoldyck woke up and began fighting his own face consuming
blush. Just like he'd hoped, he was grateful to his brain for allowing him the
delight of another wet dream. He wasn't sure if Gon was awake or not, but he
knew he shouldn't get up just yet. No longer did he think of it as a
torture…mostly…
Gon had been the first to get up to get ready for the day and Killua was
silently grateful. It was early, but they had a lot to do considering in the
townhouse was Knuckle, who could wake up at any moment.
 
***** Knuckle Fight Part 3 *****
Chapter Notes
     This fic is a guilty pleasure.
"Oh boy…", Gon blinked multiple times at the realization that his green shorts
shrunk in the dryer last night.
Palm was uttering her apologies in a low voice and he just reached back to rub
the back of his head sheepishly while hearing Palm apologize over and over
again within the span of a few seconds.
"Ah…it's okay. They should still fit just fine!" he went back into the bathroom
to slide them up and over his boxers, instantly delighted to see that they
still fit. Yeah, they were a little higher up than they usually were, but they
didn't feel tight so that was a plus in his book! When he came back out after
fastening his green boots, he had a wide grin, "They're just fine! Thank you
Palm!"
The older woman nodded and turned away, rushing off while seemingly delighted
about something.
Gon sweatdropped, he was about to meet up with Killua and they would check on
Knuckle together. When he walked into the room, he noticed Killua was wearing a
black tank top and jeans instead of shorts. He'd opted for his green shorts
since he was comfortable in those, and they'd be training together anyway.
Killua stole a glance at the shorts with a quirked brow before turning away to
look in the unconscious Knuckle's direction. ARE YOU SERIOUS!? HIS SHORTS ARE
SHORTER THAN YESTERDAY!? He didn't know how he would get through the day, but
he did know that it was a good idea to wear jeans as opposed to yesterday.
Jeans were much better at hiding any sort of…excitement he may have been
inclined to feel.
Knuckle snored in his sleep.
Killua turned back to glare, "Gon…the hell?"
"Palm washed my clothes and put the shorts in at the same time as my shirt on
high heat. So my shorts shrunk a little…"
"Geeze!" Killua turned away, "Let's just practice our Ren until he wakes up."
Gon nodded, "Okay!"
They were withdrawn into their thoughts as they stood side by side to practice.
When Knuckle did wake up an hour later, it was a welcome distraction from their
thoughts about each other.
"I-I'm not crying at all!"
And of course, the puppy had been there the whole time, staying near at all
times.
Gon and Killua couldn't help but smile. That Knuckle guy wasn't so bad after
all.
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Sitting around for the meal prepared, the ghastly aura of Palm was flaring,
"Morel's student…" The knife in her hand shook as she held it up with wide
eyes. More than anything else…she wanted to slice right through his…
Knuckle came up for air, sighing, "It's good!"
Palm paused and blinked, calming down and deciding to leave them alone. She
needed to remember that killing him would be a breach of her own mission, which
was no good. She decided to just watch them intently, hanging on to every word
without missing a beat. Her eyes then went to Gon and she remembered how the
previous night she'd seen him in just boxers. She blushed a little, and then it
died as she glared intently at Knuckle sitting close by.
Biscuit was satisfied with how everything was coming along and she'd been even
more delighted when she'd left the boys alone to talk. She'd shot Palm a glare
for a moment as if to silently say that she knew things would work themselves
out.
The puppy was eating dog food from a bowl.
Knuckle will help train them, and the boys will continue to grow. Eventually,
they'll find out what they're missing. Twenty days left. Erm, but what's with
this tension…!? It's so not fight tension…this is so awkward! Biscuit eyed her
students. No…it couldn't be! She blinked. They were sitting a bit closer to
each other, eating habits were normal for them. Somehow they seemed so…joined
at the hip? Was that an accurate way to phrase it? D-did they discover each
other last night!? AND DID I MISS IT!? Her pink gaze went from Gon to Killua
and vice versa before she blinked. They're fourteen now and I wouldn't doubt
they've got raging hormones! They just look the same because they are nen users
and our bodies age slower than normal people. She shook her head. When they all
got up, she proceeded to study them, despite Knuckle being there.
Knuckle on the other hand, got up, "Ah thanks for the meal, I'll be waiting at
the same place and you guys had better be there or else!"
Killua chuckled, "Of course we'll be there!"
Gon was stretching after getting up.
Biscuit was eyeing them down. They're not as close now. Was I seeing things?
And that tension is gone. Huh…they're not showing any signs of having done
anything. Oooh but they would be cute together. It's time for operation Bisky
to intervene and help her students find love! That could be what else they're
missing! Hmm and try not to die in the process…Palm is getting impatient…I hope
I don't have to escape before coming up with a plan and executing it.
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In the park clearing, Knuckle was feeding more dogs as they showed up as he
waited for Gon and Killua to show up, "Oh?" They want the strength to beat me
in a straight up fight huh? They look pretty exhausted, but I can't
underestimate them anymore.
He planned on fighting them both at once and when they came at him, he was
already prepared, anticipating their movements. Though he figured he'd help
them out a little bit. When he tossed Gon, it was straight at Killua, who
caught him with ease. Though their fatigue had to be taken into account. At the
same time, Knuckle Bine was no punk! He'd punched them like it was nothing,
well, it really was nothing for him. That wasn't even a fraction of his
strength.
But as the fight kept going, he was noticing a few things.
Is it me or is Killua a little too eager to keep catching Gon? So he wants to
look out for his friend I take it? Nah…hold on now…
When he'd landed a punch on Gon's stomach, Killua had been coming in from the
other side after he'd sent Gon flying.
From where Killua was coming from, he'd have the perfect view of Gon's lower
half as he sailed away. Killua had been looking at Knuckle, but for a brief
moment had noticed Gon…with his shorter shorts…and the view he suddenly had
before him.
Why does this kid have the nosebleed BEFORE I punch him in the face!? Knuckle
quirked a brow at what he'd just noticed. Yes, he landed the hit on Killua no
problem but…what the hell?
Gon was coming at him again, and he didn't even need to turn, he sidestepped
and let Gon run into Killua, both of them falling over from the collision.
There was a pained groan from one of them, he wasn't sure which.
Gon had gotten up, at least on his hands and knees, and looked down to see he
was on top of his best friend.
Killua blinked and looked up, only to freeze in place and fight a blush.
Gon was frozen, just looking down at the Zoldyck in wonder.
Knuckle blinked, arms crossed. Y-you can't be serious…
Gon had gotten up, extending a hand to help Killua up and they both turned to
face him again.
"Attack me you little punks!" Is it me or are they…?
Killua came with a sweeping kick, only to be knocked back. Gon had come with a
punch, only to be countered as Knuckle used his longer reach and speed to land
the hit first and send Gon flying again. Killua, in an instant was behind Gon,
going to catch him again and stop him from flying too far away.
Knuckle blinked again, trying to keep his mouth shut…trying. You don't catch
your comrade with your arm around their waist like that! "Oi oi oi oi oi! The
hell is happening here!?"
They both blinked at him.
"Are you even taking this seriously!?"
Gon narrowed his eyes, "Of course we are!" He was before Knuckle before another
word could be uttered, "Take this!" He swung with his left, only to feint and
come in with a right hook.
Killua had stayed behind for a bit, eyes wider and grinding his teeth slightly
because his mind had gone to other places. T-those short shorts…it's killing me
one nosebleed at a time. Gon thinks it's from getting punched by Knuckle…
When Knuckle kicked Gon, Killua was back and looked peeved.
Okay so maybe he could be mad that I hurt his friend just now. But he's in for
a world of pain himself and…, "HAH!?"
Killua was before him, going in for a series of punches, when the Zoldyck
suddenly ducked and Gon's boot was coming at the UMA hunter.
"NICE! But not good enough!" Knuckle grabbed the boot, pushing back and forcing
him away, kneeing Killua in the forehead while he was ducked. However, Knuckle
instantly regretted the decision when they landed. WHAT THE HELL!?
Gon was flat on the ground, spread out and breathing heavy, but his friend had
spun and landed with his head just at his crotch, right between spread out
tanner legs.
Knuckle made a fist. Never in my life have I experienced a fight
so…so…suggestive..."GET THE HELL UP NOW!"
Shoot stayed behind the tree, and hadn't been looking, no, he was calculating
his move when it was his time to shine.
Gon was the first to notice. Killua was close enough to…Now's not the time
brain! He got up quickly, running around Killua on the ground to go back to
trying to land a hit on Knuckle.
Killua stayed where he was for a moment, too embarrassed to try looking up. He
knew how he landed...pretty much on his best friend's crotch. I'll just…let Gon
handle it a bit more unless he's in more trouble…He suddenly had a ton of
things to hide. Nosebleed, dirty thoughts, possible erection? Check to all
three and at the most inappropriate time of all. When he got up, he coughed a
bit and his eyes found Gon again. Gon in those short shorts that were now just
above his fingertips when he had his hands to his sides. And when he eyed Gon
after he was knocked back and was standing near him with his arms up from the
punch he'd blocked, he thought he was seeing things when he noticed. I-is that
a bulge!? No no no…I'm hallucinating…how hard was I knee'd just now!?
Knuckle was composed on the outside, but had so many questions on the
inside. So…when they fought me before it wasn't like this…or did I just not
notice!? Or is this some new development? What's with all the ambiguity!? They
look like…twelve…! He shook his head. No no…they have to be older, they're nen
users after all. So they're in their teens? I remember when I was in my teens.
I was so cool! Either way they're damn kids compared to me. Why is this
happening!? Am I nuts or are they fucking at such a young age!? Every damn fall
looks like a dry hump! The pale one's gonna die of nosebleeds tonight and the
other one is running at me like he's got a death wish.
Killua had his arms up, hands in fists, face so serious, nose pouring steady
streams of blood and yet he said plain as day, "I'll make you move with the
next strike..."
The hell you will! What the fudge!?
By the time Gon and Killua found walking sticks and were limping away in
defeat, Knuckle was pretty sure that something was going on between them, but
it wasn't really like that was any of his business.
Behind the tree, Shoot waited. Now is the perfect chance. Tensions, in his own
mind, were high. The targets didn't know he was right there and could
annihilate them. That's if he could move from his spot behind the tree. D-
DAMMIT! He slumped forwards and his tears were streams. I'm such a coward!
***** Not Doing *****
When I take my target down, I am always deliberate and thorough. That's what it
takes to be a UMA Hunter. Here we go…now is my chance. This is the perfect
opportunity!
He started to shake and sweat from nervousness.
Go….Go….!
Shoot slumped back onto the tree. You are a winner! You can do this! You can
take them...they're just kids! You have to be the very best, that no one ever
was. He turned his head and looked out past the tree at Gon and Killua walking
slowly down the pathway. To catch them is my real test. It seems to train them
is Knuckle's cause. Silent were his steps as he began to trail the kids. I will
travel across this land. I searched far and wide. Each self-help meeting to
understand...the power that's inside. He stopped for a moment when it seemed
the white haired kid seemed to have some awareness of his surroundings. He
slunk back behind another tree and wiped his teary eyes. DAMMIT I CAN'T! I know
they're not on Knuckle's or my level but dammit! He whispered to himself,
"First rule of the Self Earning Men's Encouragement National Symposium, you are
a winner and you can do anything you put your mind to. Yes!", his gaze shot
down and he tried not to sigh, "I'll get them...next time...yeah next time for
sure...". He had to think to himself. What should the next move be? He hardly
knew Knuckle. It was possible that he could approach him now to talk things
over. He blushed. I...I can't do that. My eyes are all poufy from crying.
Dammit why did you have to cry!? He heaved a sigh. Shoot McMahon...don't be a
bitch.
After his internal monologue, Shoot decided to just go back to his hotel
unnoticed by Gon, Killua, or even Knuckle.
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Gon had only turned his head once to give Killua a quick side glance. It seemed
they were both in the same condition...physically at least. He thought of
saying something, yet he was unsure of what to say. Should he make a joke to
try to lighten the mood? Should they talk about how they were going to do
better next time? Honestly, they had to progress or else the chance to go back
to NGL would slip away from them.
His thoughts went back to the moment that seemed frozen in his mind. How he was
on his hands and knees and Killua was underneath him, looking up at him with
wide eyes and his black tank top slightly brushed up to expose the bottom
quadrants of pale abs. He thought he saw something in those ocean eyes that he
couldn't pinpoint a meaning to. He bit his lip. He made a face like that in my
dream last night. Now he had a slightly different problem…and the shorts were a
little too short to try to hide it. He had to think of a way to get rid of a
possible boner.
We're both really hurt. Ah but…I sort of like this feeling though. Oh no that's
just making it worse! Uh….something really bad! Oh! Hisoka! He's always someone
bad to think about. Hisoka, my last fight was actually pretty exciting…and
painful. At Heaven's Arena, I could tell he wasn't trying to kill me. He was
just trying to have fun. It's weird to think about, but that's what I could
tell. Err….but the way he looked at me…I had nightmares for the next two days.
I didn't tell Killua either. Oh wait…I'm supposed to not think about Killua.
Because then I think about that face. Okay no to Hisoka. Hmm…Bisky! He
shivered. Yeah that ought to do it. Biscuit training me and Killua…Killua…oh
man! He looked straight ahead. It's difficult to not think about Killua when
he's right next to me. Hmm okay…Knuckle! That was a good fight…oh wait no…my
mind went full circle. Fine…it comes to this…, "Aunt Mito would get mad
sometimes when I ran off into the woods for fun and the look on her face really
got to me."
Killua turned his head and blinked, "What….!?"
Gon stopped, "Uh…"
Killua stopped, "Where in the world did that come from!?"
"Did I say that out loud?"
"Yes…yes you did Gon!"
Well the excitement is gone, thank goodness. Gon shook his head a little, "I
don't know what made me think to say that." He needed to make sure Killua
didn't know. Play dumb!
Killua heaved a sigh, "It hurts to even…keep walking…"
"Yeah…"
"And Shoot is still out there. We still have no idea what he looks like. What
if he decided to finish us off like…right now?"
"Killua! You shouldn't think so negatively."
"You're one to talk! Randomly saying depressing things out of nowhere."
"Well I was just looking around at all the trees in this park and couldn't help
but think of that. Ah there was something else that came to mind too."
"And that is?"
Gon cracked a wide smile, "Aunt Mito showed me a way to help with pain!"
Killua rolled his eyes, "Oh great, another random remedy that you're going to
mess up."
"AM NOT!"
"Are too!"
Gon pouted a little, dropping the stick and walking towards his best friend.
Killua blinked and blushed a little when Gon was pretty much up in his face. He
gazed in wonder when a tanner hand took his own and he felt the gentle brushing
of fingertips start at his wrist and trail up his arm. He had to fight hard to
not shudder. W-what the hell?
Gon nodded to himself, "Aunt Mito always told me the best way to stop yourself
from hurting too much is to rub the affected area. Just a little human contact
is all you need! It's like magic! Um, well that's if it's not bleeding or not
infected or anything…"
C-can you rub lower then? No…no no no no no no don't you do it brain! Don't you
do it! Killua was too surprised to even move in response. This…is…torture…! I
just want to….UGH!
Gon quirked a brow when his friend started shivering at his touch. He decided
to keep going, starting with the arms, making way up to his shoulders and
rubbing ever so lightly. I should stop now. I want to kiss him. What if I were
to? He was getting a little lost in his thoughts, and came back to his senses
when Killua actually flinched. His gaze went from questioning to worried, "Are
you okay?"
SHIT I reacted again. He was touching my chest and I just can't take
it. "It…just hurts a little. That guy did a number on me…seriously." Lies! I
was about to...moan...just now...?!
Gon just smiled, "When I was little, Aunt Mito would also give the affected
areas a little kiss, but I don't know if that works for injuries like ours." He
reached to rub the back of his head sheepishly.
Oh man you could kiss me anywhere…what…NO NO! You have to keep your distance or
else you'll do something you'll regret…right this second. The Zoldyck cracked
his own wide grin, "What were you five? That sounds weird. I've never even
heard of that!"
Gon gave a little laugh and was beaming, "Well, yeah I was little and she
stopped doing it after a while. I guess it is a little childish. Sorry."
Killua, mentally, wanted to kick himself. Gon had pulled away entirely and he
felt his skin was warmer at the parts where he was touched. He knew he'd ruined
a good thing, but as much as he wanted to see where it would go, he felt like
he was just taking advantage of innocent actions. I don't want to drag him down
to my level…my head is in the gutter all the time nowadays. I just can't…he
sighed to himself, following along as they resumed walking back to the
townhouse.
When they went to bed for the night, they didn't face each other, both afraid
of their own thoughts and rampant imaginations.
As much as Killua wanted to get sleep, he found that he really couldn't. It was
frustrating, because his wet dreams came when they wanted to. He'd have
preferred to have one every night if it were possible. He smiled to himself a
little. Despite messing it up earlier tonight, him rubbing me like that felt so
nice. Good thing I wore jeans today. But during the fight, I was going through
some things. The struggle is real.
"Kil…lua…"
He blinked upon hearing the unmistakable utter of his name, "Gon…are you
awake?"
There was no response.
The transmuter decided to turn over on the bed and investigate. Gon doesn't
usually talk in his sleep. When he was facing Gon, he smiled at how serene the
enhancer looked in his slumber. He then realized the level of creepiness on his
part to watching his friend sleep…again. He whispered, "I just can't help it.
You look so cute."
After a couples of minutes of staring, Gon actually responded, "C-cute…?"
Killua had to have blinked a gazillion times in the next minute, "G-Gon?"
The enhancer just slept away.
So if I say things to him while he's sleeping, maybe he'll react to it? That
would be interesting. What if I asked him to picture me kissing his…wait what!?
NO no no! I should play a prank instead. Yeah…an innocent prank. His grin
turned mischievous, "Gon…you are walking through a park."
"Mmmm park."
"You have an ice cream in your hand. It's vanilla ice cream. The ice cream is
delicious as you eat it."
"Mmmmm ice cream..."
"Suddenly the scoop falls off the cone and onto the ground!"
There was a pause before a low groan.
Pfffft this is funny. I can make him imagine all sorts of things can't I? "You
decide you're going to eat the left over cone. There's still a bit of ice cream
left in there."
"Mmmmm cone."
He chuckled. You're so simple. "Killua is with you. He is walking right next to
you."
The smallest smile appeared on the enhancer's face, "Killua…"
The white haired teen started to blush. What's with that reaction?
"Killua…can we…", he twitched a bit, every word a sleepy slur, "Play…hide and
seek?"
"Oh you. Only you would dream about playing a game with me. Okay…yes. Let's
play hide and seek Gon. You go hide and I'll count to 10." He waited for
exactly ten seconds before going further, "Ten…okay I'm coming to find you.
You're in a spot where you can see me, but I can't see you."
"Z-z-etsu…"
"You're hiding in bushes and you see me, Killua, walking around looking for
you. You put your zetsu up, good. I can't sense you as I'm looking. I'm at the
playground. There's no one else there."
Gon's breaths steadied and his body stilled.
Killua quirked a brow. Is Gon really activating his zetsu in his sleep? That's
a little amazing and a little scary. "I'm looking high and low, everywhere for
you. Then I turn and look to the bushes."
Gon flinched a little.
"I don't see you yet, but I'm walking diagonally to check the furthest bushes
and I'm making my way down."
"Mmmmmmmn!", Gon stirred a little.
Killua froze, thinking he might have woken up. When he noticed the enhancer
still sleeping, he decided to keep going, "I'm searching through the bushes,
looking for you. I'm getting closer to your spot, closer. You stay in place."
"Find…me…"
Killua smiled, not stopping himself from reaching forwards. Slowly, his hand
going to touch his sleeping friend. Can I just…hug you right now? Why are you
so unbelievably cute? Will he wake up? His fingertips were just before his best
friend's cheek. His blush grew. No how about… he moved his hand, deciding to
try touching his jet black hair instead. That had less of a chance of waking
him up didn't it?, "I'm still looking. I haven't found you. I'm right next to
the spot you're hiding. Then I come right over the spot you're hiding."
Gon didn't show much of a reaction.
"I part the bushes and find you."
No reaction.
Oh…it's not working anymore? Is his dream taking a different direction? Can I
get him to admit what it is? Maybe I can…
No matter what gentle words he whispered, it was to no avail. Gon was
definitely dreaming his own dream. In the meantime, he was blushing and trying
to figure out if he wanted to lower his hand into soft black locks. But if I
touch him. He stopped himself, breathing a little heavier, remembering his last
dream. How he'd clutched those locks with both of his hands to have something
to hang on to during nosebleed inducing actions. He pulled away, letting out a
small sigh before deciding to try once again to go to sleep.
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When Gon woke up, sat up, and stretched, he felt a rush of embarrassment. He
wondered why his dream the previous night was playful at first, and yet took
the sudden turn that it did. Not that he entirely minded that it turned out
that way. What started out as a game of hide and seek turned into him blatantly
pouncing his best friend and initiating kisses. Then it turned into something
else entirely. The more he thought about it, the more he felt the circumstances
were something that he found a little thrilling.
Outdoors where people might be able to see but can't because of how careful
they were being. He had to put a hand over Killua's mouth for a moment to quiet
him. Finding it much more delightful to quiet him with kisses next.
He looked back at Killua sprawled out on his side of the bed, mouth agape and
drooling onto his pillow a little and Gon smiled to himself at the sight.
Someone who was trained as an assassin could have such a moment of
vulnerability and only be that way around him. It was a good feeling. So was
the morning wood.
Oh crap!
He got up and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day.
When they met up to train their Ren, they were able to hold light conversations
as Bisky watched nearby. Neither of them noticed the small smile she had on her
face.
She turned another page of her magazine. Time to commence operation
KilluGon. "Oh boys!"
They stopped their conversation to look to her.
She grinned, "Your time is almost up for this training session, but afterwards,
I'd like to take you guys out for a bit. No need to stay inside all day."
"OSU!" They both shouted and resumed their training.
Biscuit noticed that Palm wasn't in their presence. It meant that she could
take them out for lunch. Perfect. Hmmm Operation GonKillu? No no it doesn't
sound as good as KilluGon. Besides...as a fellow transmuter, I know how we are
when it comes to feelings and whatnot. She knew they wouldn't last holding
their Ren for another five minutes. Three...two...one...
"GAH!", Killua leaned forwards with his hands on his knees.
Gon wiped his forehead.
Biscuit continued to grin, "Get ready and we'll go out to lunch."
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The walk to the cafe was quiet. Bisky looked from one student to the other and
shook her head. They are so awkward it's not even amusing! It was as they were
walking in that a familiar person was walking out.
"Oh, it's you guys!"
Gon blinked, "Oh! Knuckle!"
Killua just gave a short wave.
Knuckle looked from Gon to Killua, then Killua to Gon and pointed, "Can I have
a word with you?"
Gon blinked and pointed, "Ahhhh me?"
Knuckle nodded, "Yeah you. Come with me for a walk."
Gon gave Bisky a questioning look, silently asking if this was okay.
LUCK-YYYY! THIS IS IN MY FAVOR! I can talk to Killua alone! "Go ahead. He's not
going to attack you or something in this type of situation. I'm sure of it."
Flipping out a small black holder, Knuckle opened it and Killua tensed a
bit. Did he just bring out a knife-?
With the flick of the wrist, what would be the holder of a switch blade instead
flipped out a comb, which the man brought up to make sure his pompadour was
doing okay. A few quick swipes and then Knuckle brought it down to flick his
wrist and sheath the comb, "It might be a while, so I'll be sure to bring him
back here."
Biscuit nodded, looping her arm through Killua's and dragging him into the
establishment, "That's fine. We'll be right here!" She ignored Killua's loud
fussing.
Gon, on the other hand, turned to look up at Knuckle in a bit of wide-eyed
wonder. He followed the man silently, wondering to himself just what Knuckle
would want to talk to him about.
***** Birds and Bees *****
They walked a distance from the café where Gon knew Bisky and Killua were. He
wondered if Knuckle would spill the beans about Shoot? They had to have known
each other already, since they were both Morel's students. Maybe it has to do
with the the fight? Maybe he wants to give me some advice about it? Or maybe he
really is willing to tell me about Shoot. That would be really lucky for me and
then I could tell Killua and Bisky! I mean...the goal was to defeat both
Knuckle and Shoot and even though we've started training with Knuckle, we don't
even know what Shoot looks like. On top of that, the guy is probably watching
us from the park fights. That wouldn't surprise me...so Shoot knows who we are
and has an advantage. He blinked. What if Shoot even followed us back to the
townhouse!? Then he would also know where we were staying. Oh man when I tell
Killua he won't be happy! I need to check and make sure our tokens are still in
the spot we hid them! There's never a need to bring them with us to the night
training. Ah! We're heading back to the park! "Um, excuse me..."
Knuckle had his hands in his pockets, "Yeah?"
"What did you want to talk to me about?"
"Hold on a sec. Wait till we get to the park. We'll be alone there for the most
part. I know the spot where all those dogs hang out."
Gon tried not to giggle. He looks so macho but he's actually really nice.
"Oi I heard that! Don't laugh at me you little punk!"
Gon straightened up and stood with his hands to his sides, "Sorry!"
The rest of the walk was quiet and Gon could only be left to his thoughts. The
park certainly was lively during the day, but the population dwindled as they
walked deeper onto the premises. Gon realized they were nearing the spot where
he and Killua were meeting to fight him. Does he want to spar with me alone?
Without Killua? I can try to take him on...yeah...I can do that...
It felt like forever before Knuckle finally stopped at a park bench, spun
around and took a seat. The man patted the empty spot next to him and didn't
say a word as Gon stared at it briefly before taking the seat.
"So the reason I wanted to talk to you...first off...how old are you kid?"
He really does want to just talk? "Fourteen."
"Okay...that makes this a little less awkward. Is your boyfriend the same age?"
Gon's face had gone entirely red. He brought his arms up to wave them
frantically, "T-that isn't my boyfriend! We're not-!"
Knuckle blinked questioningly, "Oh? Sure could've fooled me!"
Gon rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "Killua is my best friend! In the
whole wide world!"
Knuckle crossed his arms, "Tch. You're doing a bad job convincing yourself
that, let alone me. I thought it was something like this."
"Like what?"
"Well, clearly you like your friend. It was way too obvious in that last fight
and it got on my damn nerves. So I'm taking it upon myself to give you some
advice! Knuckle style!"
Gon blinked up at Knuckle, a little confused.
"Kid...do you know about the birds and the bees?"
Gon tilted his head to the side and lightly tapped his own chin, "Uh...what do
birds and bees have to do with anything? There might be chimera ants that are
birds and bees..."
Knuckle tried to fight back a small blush, "N-no...not actual birds and bees. I
mean like...when a man and woman love each other..."
Gon lightly hit the palm of one hand with a fist in realization and loudly
exclaimed, "OH! You mean sex!"
Knuckle's face was getting red at such bluntness, and he smacked the kid upside
the head, "OI! YOU'RE TOO DAMN LOUD! We're in a public place!"
"Ow ow ow! What did I do?!", he gave an unamused look, "And you brought me
here!"
Knuckle made a fist, "Kid, this could turn into a training session real
quick...and I will pummel you and your little smart mouth! Little punk! I'm
trying to be a proper adult here!"
Gon just rubbed his head where he was hit.
"Okay so...yeah...I don't know where you're from but where I'm from we call it
the birds and the bees."
"But why? Those things have nothing to do with it."
"Kid...did your father ever teach you anything!?"
Gon blinked, "Well no. I don't know my father."
"What about your mother?"
"Never met her. Don't know if she's alive or dead.", he shrugged, "Doesn't
matter to me. I'm not very interested."
Knuckle blinked, "Kid...just...wow. Who raised you then?"
"My aunt! My grandma lived with us too."
"Any men around at all!?"
"Nope."
Suddenly Knuckle made a fist with steady streams of tears streaking his cheeks,
"Kid...I will be the responsible adult and teach you everything you need to
know! I am so moved by your origin story!"
Gon turned his gaze, looking out towards the path and trees, setting his hands
on his knees, "What's there to learn really? I guess I always figured this
stuff came about naturally. Like you learned more by doing than talking about
it. Sort of like fighting. When I learned about nen, my old sensei gave me a
lecture, but he was much more forward about us practicing until we got the hang
of it-" He had his own little tears when he was smacked upside the head again.
"KID! Don't you ever compare making love with someone to practicing nen! People
aren't a thing that you can practice on until you get good at it and want to go
off on your own. Shit! See this is why we're having this conversation."
"OW! That's not what I meant!"
TOUGH LOVE! That's what Gon needs! "And if that's your logic, then are you just
looking to experiment and practice with that friend of yours?! Something about
that kid tells me he wouldn't like the thought of that. Hell no one would!"
"No! I would never! I don't think of Killua like a practice dummy for that!"
"Well that's fucking great, because I would beat the shit out of you for him if
that was the case. Geeze! I've never heard such an asinine explanation for
fucking in my life! Let's start from the beginning, you know your anatomy
right?"
"Yeah..."
"Good. At least somebody taught that to you!"
"Actually, I read a lot about it online before I took the hunter exam. I knew
that if I went to take it without knowing at least that much, I might run into
a lot of trouble.", he put his hands back on his knees.
Knuckle nodded, "Good good. Now...two dudes is not my thing, but I beat the
shit out of both of you because you were pissing me off being so damn
suggestive, I couldn't stand it. I figured either you were doing it already and
couldn't wait to get back to the place you're staying, or you're hiding a lot
of things from Killua. I figured the second option was more of the
case...because you two were so damn awkward."
"Oh...well I...", his hold on his knees tightened, "I...", he couldn't look in
Knuckle's direction, "Thought about doing those sort of things
with...Killua...before..."
"PSHT! Your face. You think about it all the time don't you? You're at that
age. You start liking what you like and...hold up...you said you used the
internet to figure out about anatomy right?"
"Yeah..."
"D-did you use it to watch people doing it?", Knuckle widened his eyes when
there was a slow nod from this little boy sitting next to him, "Err...well I
guess that's a lot better than you stumbling upon people actually doing it..."
"Ah...well that happened too...a lot actually."
It was like a pin dropped and Knuckle blinked a million times, "S-SAY WHAT!?"
"I know a lot about that stuff because I've seen it before a bunch of times.
Outside the bars on my home island. A lot of people go to the bars and some
just go outside and do it when they get really drunk."
"The hell are you hanging around BARS for!?"
"My aunt was working at one as a bartender before she decided to become a
fishmonger. I would help her out by running errands or cleaning or something.
But after she left that job, I would go back on my own just to watch. Oh! And
when visitors would come to the island, ladies always wanted to see the bar. A
few would try to talk me into doing things with them after drinking, but I
would just politely refuse."
"H-how old were these ladies you speak of!?"
"Twenties, thirties, forties. I think the oldest lady I took out on a date was
near fifty. She kept talking about how old she was getting and how she'd like a
young guy like me to make her dreams come true."
"WHAT IN THE HELL!?"
"If you want, I can tell you all sorts of stories. I learned a lot from
watching people and I had to turn down a lot of women for that. I didn't mind
going on dates, but they would want to end dates with that and I wasn't
interested in doing it. I was okay just going to watch people though."
Knuckle made a fist, unsure of whether to punch Gon or not. T-this kid was a
fucking peeping TOM!? "I'm almost scared to ask but...you've never done
anything with anyone before? I need to make that clear..."
Gon shook his head, "No. I just watched people do it from a distance. A few
times I had to intervene when I felt that someone needed help and didn't like
it, no matter how much they drank at the bar. I don't really like it when one
person forces them-self on someone else. The first time I saw that, I took a
broom and beat the guy a lot and the lady ran away after thanking me."
Clearly, Knuckle was disturbed by what he was hearing, "But...when you say
dates...?"
Gon turned to actually look at Knuckle, "My Aunt Mito taught me to respect
ladies and I went on little dates with her first. But then I went on lots of
dates and they would all say my mother taught me well and call me a gentleman."
THE HELL MAN!? HAS THIS LITTLE ASSHAT BEEN ON MORE DATES THAN ME!?
Gon looked away, "But that's a part of the problem. I know all these things
about girls, but Killua's not like that at all. I can say all the right things
to make a girl happy, but Killua...I mean he's like a girl in a few ways..."
"So he's a little feminine."
"Yeah but, it's not the same at all. Like, I don't need to really even like a
girl to take them out. I just did it to be nice. But when I look at Killua...",
he reached up, putting a hand on his white tank top and over his heart, "I feel
a lot of things here, think a lot of things, and I've had these dreams."
Knuckle leaned forward a bit, "Tell me about these dreams then."
Gon was hesitant.
"By now, you don't still think I see you as an enemy do you? No matter which
group goes into NGL, it's no hard feelings towards the other group. I still
haven't gotten your token. Shit I haven't even been thinking about those things
lately. This chat will have no effect on what happens at night when you guys
come to defeat me."
"Okay well, I believe you, but it would still be disappointing to not go, so I
do want your token. But I want to get it fair and square."
Not in a million years kid. Knuckle grinned, "That's the way to do it. If you
don't mind me asking...you guys were in there and had to leave right? What was
it like?"
The atmosphere around Gon seemed to change and his hands were fists, "Can we go
back to talking about sex?"
He blinked. He'd rather talk about feelings and sex than remember what was in
there huh? It must be bad. I'll need to prepare myself. I'm sticking with my
reasons for going in though. "Then start by telling me about your dreams."
That tense atmosphere seemed to die down. Gon leaned back and rested against
the chair, "In my dreams me and Killua are doing it. They're so vivid and
precise and I always wake up embarrassed.", he looked to the pavement of the
path before them, "And I feel even worse about it since we share the same bed
every night."
"Hmmm but I wonder, do you think your friend likes you?"
Gon shook his head, "I wouldn't say anything until I knew for sure, or just
couldn't take hiding it any more. I mean, I've tried to say something, but I
end up saying something else instead. I haven't even brought it up."
Knuckle came to a stand, putting his hands on his hips while he seemed to look
around for something. He beamed when he saw it. Gon just looked up and at him a
little confused. With confident strides, the UMA hunter beckoned for the youth
to follow him and they stood before a lamp post, "Gon! See this lamp post right
here?"
"Y-yeah..."
"I want you to imagine that this lamp post is Killua and I want you to practice
getting your feelings out. I would say practice with me but that shit would be
way too awkward for me."
Gon sweatdropped, "A-are you sure? It's a lamp post..."
Knuckle grinned, "Let me show you what I mean. This is so much easier since you
pretty much know all about intercourse and whatnot. But what you need is some
good old fashioned pick up lines and smoothness! Like I have! You want to be
able to swoon your friend over so that at some point, your dreams can come
true!", His eyes were to the lamp post and he took a breath, "What's cookin
good lookin? How about I show you a night out on the town on my bike?"
Gon had a hand over his mouth to try and hold back his laughter. I could never
say that to Killua...
"See...all you need to do is drop the right words that hint towards a
relationship.", Knuckle waved a hand, "But I'm gonna tell you the ones for
starting a relationship, not for just getting in somebody's pants. What you
need to do is ask Killua out on a date. Think about it...all the things you've
done to show ladies a good time, maybe you could do the same. But you never
just ask! You have to be subtle and at the same time get your point across. Try
it! Look at this lamp post. This sexy sexy lamp post, and ask it out!"
Dropping his hands to his sides, Gon was staring at the lamp post and blushing.
He closed his eyes to try and think about Killua standing in front of him, "H-
how about we go train and then go out afterwards...?"
Knuckle crossed his arms, "NO! NO! He's gonna think it's on friendly terms. You
can't be too subtle! He needs to know that it's a date and not a casual outing
between friends!"
Gon blinked, reaching to hold one of his arms while his blush spread, "W-what's
cookin good lookin?"
Knuckle nodded, "You need to follow it up with more than that. Just saying that
has gotten drinks thrown at me. You need to throw more smooth words in there!
Be smooth!"
"S-smooth.", Gon opened his eyes and took another breath, "What's cookin good
lookin? How about we...go...train...?"
"NO! Forget the training! Shit I will give you guys a day off from coming to
train with me JUST so you can actually go on a date. But man, get training out
of your head!"
"I can't...not...train. There's too much at stake. I can't go on a date if I
want your token!"
"Don't think about tokens! Don't think about NGL! Just focus on Killua. If he
was this lamp post, what would you say to him without all of the distractions
in your head?"
Again, Gon closed his eyes, tightening his grip on his arm, "Killua...I..."
Knuckle urged, "Go on say it...!"
"I...really like you and I...I want to take you out to dinner!"
Knuckle gave a thumbs up, "Well that's a whole different tactic! I call it the
shota kawaii forward tactic. It's where you're all cute like a lad and you know
you've got good looks, and you're forward but at the same time not too
aggressive. Not too bad!", He raised a triumphant fist, "Tell lamp post Killua
again! Tell him how you feel!"
"Wait what? I thought I was just asking him out!"
"You have a lot of feelings bottled up that you need to get out. Let it all out
on this lamp post!"
"But...it's a lamp post...how do I practice kissing with it?"
Knuckle dropped his fist, "SAY WHAT NOW!?"
Gon shifted his weight from one foot to the other, "I think maybe I can get my
point across better by kissing."
Knuckle blinked, "You can't just walk up to your friend and say what's cookin
good lookin, and then go in for the kiss! That would be the dumbest thing on
the planet. If Killua wasn't your friend and didn't know you, he'd run away
fast after possibly pummeling you into the ground. That's not smooth at all!"
"I told you, I don't have this problem!"
"I know you can do better than that though!"
Gon huffed a little, before eyeing the lamp post intently, "Killua...", he took
steps forward slowly, wrapping an arm around the lamp post, "How about we go
out...and have a good time?"
Knuckle shook his head, "Too forward! You're better off with pick up lines.
Touching when asking out is a no no."
Gon looked over at him innocently, "Why?"
"Because that gives the other person too much leeway. You have to be smooth
with words. You can be smooth with your hands later. And I don't mean in a sexy
time type of way. I mean like...holding hands or something. Putting an arm
around the other person once you two get comfortable."
"You know a lot. Have you dated before?"
Knuckle beamed, "Oh I've been on lots of dates before. Just never met the right
one. But my...uh...experience...is nothing like yours."
Gon unwrapped his arm and sat on the ground, "Ah...this is hard", He ran his
fingers through his raven hair, "I just can't say the right things to lamp post
Killua. I like him. I really really like him, but I can't say it."
Knuckle quirked a brow, "Well if it helps you feel any better, you just said
it."
Gon looked over in realization, "Oh...I guess I did..."
Knuckle shook his head, "Repeat after me. Killua..."
"Killua..."
"I don't usually do this but..."
"I don't usually do this but..."
Knuckle nodded to himself, "Why don't we go out tonight and it won't be for
training. Just us. Okay?"
Gon sighed, "Why don't we go out tonight and it won't be for training. Just us.
Okay?"
Knuckle beamed, "That's a start. Maybe we'd better start a training regimen for
you on how to talk things out with your friend. And I'd like to hear more of
your stories about dates and whatnot. Look, if you do go out on a date, it can
be sometime before the time is up, but I'm sure tonight you guys will be coming
back together to fight me again. So how about this? We can meet up during the
day to talk, but it stays separate from night training."
Gon nodded, "Okay...that seems reasonable."
"You need to work up the courage to say something, but at the same time, I
still worry a bit for your intentions with your friend. You're still young, and
your heart has to be in the right place. You could just be feeling this way
because your body is internally changing due to puberty and it'd suck to make
your best friend a fling or an outlet for your own desires. I'll only say this
once and you remember it for as long as you live.", he paused for an effect,
"You do it when your feelings for somebody else are real. This person is your
friend and opening that door with a friend...well, if things don't work out,
what will happen to your friendship? Would it be able to go back to the way it
was before?"
Gon's eyes got a little wider.
"I'm not trying to scare you, it's just food for thought. Speaking of food, how
about we head back to the cafe where your friends are?"
"I need a minute," he laughed nervously, "Before I can face Killua after having
practiced this..."
Knuckle nodded, "That's fine. Anything else you want to talk about?"
Gon gave his own little grin, "Well about Shoot..."
"NOPE. Off limits. I ain't telling you jack!"
"Awwww!"
Knuckle laughed, "Well I gotta give you some credit for trying."
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Killua and Bisky sat down at a table and Killua blinked, he wasn't sure just
what he was in for...
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