{ BLOOP. Hello folks! Welcome to my first official fic~ * Little dance* I am always looking forward to feed back and comments. Hate this ship? tell me, Love this ship? tell me! Should kill get a tongue piercing? ( I'm honestly considering throwing this in here because he'd rock that shit) I love to let my brain noodles go crazy in my fics so feel free to throw ideas or whatnot at me.
RN I'm keeping the plot at tragedy and romance with a no more than 13 chapters. I'm super excited to see where this goes and what you guys think. :) }

Hisoka, Killua, gon.

Killua's POV-

It was warm. Too warm. Perhaps that's what awoke me. I could sleep more. Hell. I could sleep for a month if I pleased. I looked around to see the hotel room was empty.

Gon and I where headed back from some city Gon learned about while in Greed Island. The trip turned out to pretty much be a vacation. We hardly trained and goofed off the whole month we blew there. We figured we should go back to Whale Island before Gon spent all his money on snacks. I chuckled out loud. We were both 17 now. It was amazing how quickly these years where passing. Kind of scary at the same time. I heard the water kick on and the shower on. So that's where gon was. I felt a small blush on my cheeks. After spending 5, almost 6 years with someone, you gain deep feelings for that person. I knew I was in love with him. I'd known since we first entered Greed Island. He was all the motivation I needed to re-test for my Hunters License. It's been about 2 and a half years since. The kid is so dense it hurts. My face reddened again at the sound of him sighing in the shower. I had to leave before I became overwhelmed with temptation to waltz in there. I grabbed a room key and slipped out the door. I should go shopping.. maybe new clothes will catch gons eye. I chuckled again, not looking where I was going, I crashed into something hard.
"ouch"
I rubbed the side of my head where I made contact with the object. 'Damn, that might actually bruise,' I thought to myself before looking to see what I hit. It wasn't an object a hit. It was a person, and to make it worse.. someone horrifyingly familiar. A tall, Unaged man with pale white skin , flashy red hair, and golden eyes. Golden eyes that usually burn a hole right to your soul. But they were soft, and distant… They've changed.

Hisoka looked down at me. I hadn't even realized I had fallen backwards. His soft gold eyes widened as he recognized me.

"kil.."
He paused, took a small breath, then finished.
" killua?"

What should I say? Before I could speak he stuck a hand out in offering to help me up. I blinked. Quite a few times. This was in no way the Hisoka I knew.
We both stood there for a few moments. At the moment of contact both our nen spiked creating this tension and time to feel like heavy hours.
"Gomen.."
I couldn't remember the last time we spoke in Japanese.
" it's alright.. Do you know where the office is?"

I looked back at me and gons hotel door. Gon would flip if he knew Hisoka was here. My best bet is to get him away as soon as possible.
" yeah here, let me walk you there."
" Ah, thanks" Hisoka managed to say quietly, but just enough to hear.

I looked back at him while he was looking away. Those eyes.. They hid so much emotion.. an emotion I knew all too well. I momentarily flashed back to part of my childhood. Being beaten, starved.. depressed. I shook my head and came back to now. reality, where I had Gon. Even if we weren't together...he's still mine. We approached the front office and I pointed the window to Hisoka. I wasn't sure why he was here, but I figured he wouldn't be staying more than tonight. This place was somewhat a dump. It's the first hotel me and Gon could find. We couldn't afford any more airfare tickets so we decided to come back on foot and boat. Secretly I still had plenty of money but I was saving up to get me and Gon a house I'd seen in Masadora.. it was a perfect little home for us two. I let Hisoka go from there, but crept around the corner with an open ear. I was curious as to what he wanted from this dumpy town.
"How much for a week?"
The office lady looked on the tablet in front of her and told him the best she could do.
"its about 70 dollars a night sir, so Four hundred, Ninety dollars."

I thought I saw a hint of pain in hisoka's body language. He pulled out a thin white wallet from his jeans. I must admit, I always kinda liked his little joker outfit, but damn did those jeans hug his nice ass. I blushed. Hisoka opened the wallet and pulled out a few twenty dollar bills. Obviously not enough for a week.
"oh.." Hisoka mumbled. "I guess i'll just be staying for two nights please"
As he began to fully pull of the cash, I had a weird feeling and spiked my nen, intentionally so he'd feel it. Just in time, Hisoka looked back and retreated his money. I figured I should go say something. Oh crap, what have I done.
"Ne, Hisoka. I need help carrying something. Come with me."

Why.. what. This is the first time in my life I had no idea what I was doing. Hisoka just nodded and proceeded to follow. Soon, we reached the front of Gon and I's room. Hisoka's eyes flashed with a gleam of .. happiness? It freaked me out a little. Right as we were close enough to sense Gon's presence is when Hisoka's body language changed a bit.
" I lied. I don't have anything for you to carry. But.." Ugh This is stupid what am I doing.
" Gon and I have this room for a week. It has an extra bed. So just crash here and stay out of our stuff"

Shit. I came off as pretty rude right there. I felt kinda bad but I didn't look back to see his face.

I clicked the room key and opened the door to the spacious room. I plopped on me and Gon's bed and pointed to the empty bed about 5 feet away.
"there"

Hisoka nodded and looked up, and with a sincere look, said "thank you" and plopped his small bag on the bed.
What has happened to this man. He looks the same other than the clothes and eyes and attitude. It's like he lost everything.. He looked like he's lost his passion to fight. And his will to live. It started pulling at my heart, so I flipped on the T.V. Not even a minute later, I hear the shower turn off.

Hisoka's POV-

I'd been traveling with the troupe since the Auctions ended. I had fun in Greed Island. Killing all the cocky bastards who thought they were better than me, but I soon got bored and quit. I came back. I figured I'll try to have fun like a human.. maybe attempt to ask Machi out for dinner again. I grinned and went on my search to find her.

It was taking way too long to find the bastards of the troupe. I hadn't fought for a month now. I needed to get off. I resorted to going back to the den to find the ass holes who stayed in Greed Island. The place was a wreck. The joycube on the floor, with the memory cards around it. It looked like it had been caught on fire. But that's not what threw me into a spiraling downfall of emotions. Everyone that was still alive when i'd left, now dead scattered upon the cement floor. My eyes drifted to the fragile body with pinkish, purple hair in the corner. Machi, was dead.
What..this liquid. These are tears. Why am I crying..
The next thing I knew, I was holding machi's freshly murdered body. Two simple bullet holes. The heart and the middle of the neck. Did I care more for her than I thought? Why was I so torn about them all being dead. Everyone but Machi was a peice of shit anyways.. Did I consider them.. friends? Or even worse. Did they consider me a friend?

( 3rd psn)

Gon walked out of the shower, bubbly as ever, wrapped in a hotel towel. Killua covered his face and cursed under his breath. Gon managed out an awkward laugh and scratched the back of his head as soon as he had seen Hisoka. Not a moment was necessary to recognize the man. To Gon, he was beautiful. Like a marble statue in an art museum. Gon looked to Killua, immediately demanding an answer with his eyes. Killua did a crooked smile while shrugging.
" I honestly don't know why I did it, just. Trust me."

That's pretty much all Gon needed to hear. He trusted Killua with his life, and beyond.
Hisoka stood up.
" Get dressed, I'll explain when you're decent." He said this in a clear, mellow tone .With that Hisoka flowingly strutted out the door.

Gon shot kil a look of confusion.
"Sorry gon.. I ran into him outside.. that man has changed… I think he needs our help"
Gon let the towel fall to the floor like silk drapes. Gon has always been a small- structured kid, but kil couldn't help but to gawk at his perfectly sculpted, even perfect while lipm shaft every time it was exposed. Soon enough Gon was dressed and ready to see if this would blow up in their faces or not.
"You can come in now" Gon's voice was quiet.
Hisoka opened the door and propped himself against the first corner.
"I'm sorry.. I'm probably disturbing you guys.."

This whole scene was pulling on gon's mushy heart.
" I guess you could say some shits happened.." Hisoka's voice trailed off.