F3l1c3 : I published this story for like one year ago, and when I read it again, I decided to make some change.
Disclaimer : Don't own anything from hunterxhunter, just my oc-s
Prologue :
Now, We Depart
~~~Whale Island~~~
The sky is painted in orange hue, informing the islanders that the day will soon end for the night to take over. A boy and a girl stand a little way from a small boat, accompanied by a redhead woman and her old mother. Embracing each other, Gon gives his aunt a wide grin. The little girl with light blond hair smiles fondly at the scene. She catches the older woman's eyes and grins at her.
"See you soon, grandma," she whispered.
Gon hops into the boat, causing it to rock against the water. After it has settles down somewhat, he grins, holding out his hand for his best friend. Aunt Mito giggles at them. Taking the hand, the girl steps into the boat; thanking him.
"I'll see you soon, Aunt Mito! Grandma!"
"TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!" the little boy and girl shouted simultaneously.
After saying their farewells, the children vigorously wave their hands at the two. Once out of sight, the girl sits down, leaving her friend to say his goodbye to his forest buddies. She winces when one of the less familiar one growls at her. Gon notices her backing away and laughs in amusement. She glares at him in respond before a smirk creeps up to her face.
"Gon~" she sang.
"Hm? What is it, Miru?" he asked, sitting down across from her.
Her smirk return tenfold as she points a finger at his brown eye, or to be more exact, the tiny drop of water accumulated there. The boy cringes, laughing nervously and scratches his cheek, eyes on anywhere but her. The girl twirls her finger in a circle beside her head and, in a sing-song voice, states, "You cried~~"
A barely noticeable pink dusts his cheeks. Attempting to defend himself, he glares at her and in a loud, sure, voice exclaims, "You cried too!"
She wags her finger in front of him.
"I cried after you cried."
Defeated, Gon pouts cutely. In return, she giggles and pinches his cheeks.
"Lying is not good, Gon."
After a moment of silence, she lets go, looking at him expectantly. Gon stares back at her puppy eyes that are waiting for him to speak. He huffs, admitting his lost.
"Fine! I cried. There, happy?"
Miru laughs; satisfied at the outcome. She grins, hands fisted above her as she moves them up and down in a cheer.
"Yay! I was right! Gon cried first! I won our bet!"
Embarrassed, the boy shouts louder than her in hope to outdo her loud cheer.
"Miruu! Oh, whatever! Here, we still have a long journey, so we need to eat."
She nods, deciding to stop crushing whatever pride he has left. She stifles a giggle when she remembers how determined and certain he was about the bet he proposed only to lose. Gon hardly lost in any game between them no matter how easy or difficult they are. So when she wins, it always brings her great joy.
"Hai~" she replied, accepting the food in his hand.
~~~Kukuroo Mountain~~~
Green eyes fixed on the road ahead, Killua skates towards the exit, more than eager to be out. He has passed his brothers and mother, and is not going to return any moment. He could feel the rush of adrenaline in him, excitement bubbles in his stomach at the thought of getting out. Several feet before the exit, he remembers the red in his hand.
'Need to clean this first.'
"Mirai!"
The wooden door bangs open and in comes a boy with white hair. He is about to take another step to search for the owner of the name when he notices the familiar locks of bluish black hair. His eyes widen in fear at the possibilities of what may happen to his friend.
'Dear God… Don't tell me someone in the family-?!'
A soft footstep to his right alerts him. The boy tenses up, his body taking an offensive stance – thinking it is an enemy. But at the sight of his best friend, he relaxes and his rigid shoulders slump in relief. The girl, who has appeared when the loud bang of the door reaches her ears, tilts her head in confusion and curiosity, a hint of concern in her onyx eyes.
"Killua?"
He sighs, shaking his head and telling her it is nothing. Mirai nods, not probing him any further. He takes in her figure. The girl is wearing a kimono. A frown mars his forehead. That will be troublesome, not convenient at all.
"Mirai, come," he said, a hand beckoning her.
Passively, the girl approaches him. Swiftly, he sweeps her off her feet, taking her by surprise. She feels herself being lifted into the air by a pair of arms. Mirai looks at the boy questioningly. Before she could get anything out of him though, he starts running; out of the door and to the gate of Hades of the Zoldyck's lair with his skateboard.
They pass Canary who wishes them a safe journey and Mike who simply growls – specifically at her – and then prowls away. The gate keeper, Zebulo, smiles knowingly at the two children, his hat taken off in a salute.
"Going out, young master?" he asked casually.
Killua nods, carefully placing the girl down onto her feet.
"Get onto the skateboard, Mirai," he said, watching the employee in case he ever plans to stop them like his brother. When he does nothing, the boy opts to watching for any nuisance that could be in his way of escaping the house.
"Good morning, Zebulo," the girl greeted, one hand around Killua's waist and the other clutching the back of his shirt.
The man nods in reply.
"How long will you be out?" he asked Killua.
The boy shrugs.
"Well then, please take care of each other."
"… Aa. See you, Zebulo"
Mirai nods at the man with a smile as they zoom away from the mountain. Killua, without looking back, comments on her outfit, "We'll have to change that, Mirai."
"… Yes?"
"We're heading for the Hunter Exam."
~~~Somewhere in the world~~~
(A.N.: Simply cos I dunno where to place them)
"Hot…" a boy with long spiky black hair and golden streaks complained as he and his companion travel down the path of the forest.
Kurapika sighs in exasperation, shaking his head in defeat and trying to ignore his continuous complain.
"It's freaking hot…"
Unable to hold the annoyance longer, the older boy glares at his best friend, hoping to shut him up for the rest of their journey.
"Bear with it Kouta. We should reach a village soon," he started.
"How soon is that?" he whined, shielding his dark blue eyes from the glaring sun that decides to shine so faithfully on him on this particular day. The weather is unbearably humid and the heat is worse at noon. Kouta wipes a sweat off his forehead.
"Er… 10 hours," he mumbled.
Kouta stops walking and complaining altogether and stares at him as if he had grown a second head. No, wait, he wouldn't be surprised if he had, considering how he practically drinks in everything he comes across. The blonde Kuruta probably has more brains than a normal human could have in life.
Groaning, he exclaims, "Kurapi! That's still so long!"
He would have laugh nervously if not for the bereft of several letter of his name. The boy whips his head around and glares his best at him. "You forgot the 'ka'. "
Kouta gives a bored, lazy shrug and walks ahead of him. He is, to tell the truth; sort of happy that he has managed to get on his nerves (teasing him is one of his top hobbies). It is not fair if he is the only one suffering from the heat. Humming to himself in satisfaction, Kouta completely let the fact that Kurapika is the one who leads their travel to their destination, slips his mind.
"Kouta…" he almost snarled.
The said-boy is frozen on his steps at the dangerous tone the other used. The blonde smirks, something he rarely does these days. Without even turning around, he could feel the danger coming to him, and the next words that slip his mouth marks his doom.
"We are going to travel without resting at the next village and shorten the trip into three days."
Kurapika knows how much his best friend hates the sunny weather, moreover travels during the noon of it. The boy can't stand under the sun for more than three hours without complaining or feeling slightly faint. Therefore, he always finds where cool shelters are during a travel. His reason is because his skin is tanner than the Kuruta, thus he can't stand the heat as best as the other can.
Turning around robotically, Kouta gapes at him before declaring, "I hate you."
Silence
More silence
Finally, his friend answers, "… To tell you the truth, I am at lost for words."
And he walks pass the younger boy, towards where the ship leaving for the Hunter Exam is – even though said-ship is way too far to be seen from where they are.
A.N. : Writer's block seems to love me so much, you know? Anyway, tell me your thoughts about it. There is not much of a change, though.