A/N: Hey guys, so this is my first ever fanfiction that I have written for a "formal" Audience. First let me preface my story a little bit. Yes, Killugon is the main ship I am focusing on here. Yes, my other ship choices are a bit odd or strange. They won't be the main focus of the story so depending on you guys we will see how much of the other ships will be included in the plot (cue kawaii cat face) :3 Please bare with me, for I am going into a difficult year of school (Senior whoop whoop!) and I am in my school's marching band as well as an honors student, so it may take a week or more to get an update out. I would love to hear anything you guys have to say to me, i.e. rate/comment/favorite/follow/criticize. So please enjoy!
Empty. Gon knew there was something missing even after these past four years. He had accomplished his goal. He met Ging atop the world tree all those years ago. They spent a month catching up and when Ging and Gon had felt restless, itching for action, they departed from each other. Gon decided to live like Ging, but did not realize what all that entailed. Ging had a goal, a purpose, while Gon just stared at the fading image of his father, a blurred image growing fainter each passing day and never giving more clues as to what Gon should be doing. He figured that maybe it was being too close to his friends, so he slowly weaned off of communicating with them. Although Gon didn't realize it, that is when the emptiness began. This void he felt in his chest, a great chasm and Gon stood closer and closer to the edge with each passing day. It has been a while since he has seen Leorio, Knuckle, Shoot, Palm, and Kito-san. He hasn't seen Kurapika because he has been so focused on his mission to recover his brothers lost eyes and eliminate the spiders. A face flashed in front of Gon's vision. Killua. The white hair boy from his childhood was constantly coming to his mind. Killua was the same age as him when they first met on the hunter's exam. They spent two years constantly by each others side. The porcelain skinned boy of twelve had been his first friend, his best friend. On his island there had been no other kids that were his age. Gon's heart ached at the thought of Killua now. He remembered their parting words. "This is no good. If we stay here any longer. . ." Killua had replied with a wistful knowing, "yeah. . ." Gon's feeling had been all over the place. Emotions he had never felt before pulled his stomach into a twist, even now his stomach hurt just to think about it and his heart felt like it was about to jump right out of his rib cage.
All of this he recapped as he sat on top of the world tree once again. He was twelve when he had started this journey, fourteen when he departed from all of his friends, and six years later he was approaching his twenty-first birthday. His twelve year old form had slowly faded and morphed into a handsome young man. His gravity-defying hair still defied gravity, but with it being longer, it semi morphed into a shape that flowed down his head, he had not had time to cut it while living alone in the wilderness. His clothes he had outgrown rapidly were replaced with a ragged sheet he had found in an abandoned cottage, the same signature green he normally wore, that he wore like a toga, keeping it in place with rope that he would also use to sometimes build a hammock when he was far enough into the woods where no one could see him lying naked, relaxing under the tree's dappled sunlight. He often would braid his hair so that it would stay back and out of his way when he was hunting animals or stalking poachers. He knew more about the world. He knew pain, and he knew hunger. He knew happiness and joy. He knew content and he knew sorrow. When he left whale island all those years ago he knew these things, but he had never experienced them in full force. He trained, and trained, and trained, alone. He got to the point where he could release his signature move in just over a second. He has flown on the back of the bird which perches atop the world tree, the largest recorded bird in human history. He has seen the world in which his father spoke of beyond the horizon. He had thought of attempting to reach the same place his father was reaching toward, but the idea did not hold the same appeal as it might have in the "old days" with all his friends. Another wave of nostalgia was stopped by the rigging of Gon's old and out-dated beatle phone. To his slight surprise Leorio's name was the one to pop up on the screen. He let out a sigh he had been holding in. I guess that I need some more excitement in my life, I'm sure that the doctor will provide plenty of that, especially since I cannot figure out for the life of me what I should be doing. Gon answered the phone call. "Hello?"
"Gon? Gon!" Gon thought that he had lost his hearing temporarily, having to remove the phone from his ear for a few seconds.
"Yes, Leorio? You are being quite loud," Gon inwardly chuckled at the older man's childish antics.
"Sorry! I am just excited that you actually answered for once! Hey, how are you? Wow, I can't believe that you actually answered!" Leorio rambled on and on not leaving any time for him to catch his breath. He really did sound like Gon had when they first met each other.
"I've been busy." Gon replied with a slightly remorseful tone. "What have you called me about today?"
"I have an announcement to make, but I would preferably like to tell everyone together and in person," Leorio's smile could be heard through the phone. Gon could practically see the goofy smile mixed with the pleading eyes looking up at Gon.
". . . I guess I have some free time I could spare," Gon chuckled, outwardly this time, holding in the twelve year old who still lived within him. "Where is everyone meeting, and how long do I have to get to said destination?" He attempted to give off a defeated air to cover his bursting excitement. Maybe I will get a clue as to what I should be doing by going to see everyone.
"Wait, you'll really come?" Leorio shouted a 'ya-hoo' away from the phone. Gon could mentally picture the fistpump into the air. "I'm really glad! Ecstatic! We have been planning to meet up in a week in Yorknew city, do you think you can make it by then? I have a hotel room booked for you for a couple of days for when you arrive." Anxiety had started to creep into the older male's voice at the possibility of the younger male's ability to not show up to the meeting by then, causing Leorio's question to hitch a little higher than he had expected.
"Ne, one week? I can make it by then for sure." Gon knew he would be hard pressed for time if he were to make it on time while also cleaning up in a public bath and buying new clothes that would be appropriate to walk around in in society that also fit him. "Alright, I will see you then!" Gon hung up the phone, smiled, and jumped down from the world tree, flying as though he were the thunderbird living in the nest that was now above his head.
"Yes!" Leorio shouted, jumping with his joy. Leorio looked to his companion situated on his left. She smiled sweetly back at him, then looked back down at the game she had open on her phone. Kurapika looked over at Leorio, rolling his eyes. If I didn't know any better, I would say that Gon is already here. Kurapika smiled at the warm thoughts of Gon returning to the forefront of his mind from the memory reserves. Leorio continued, "He will be here in a week! We will all be united for this joyous occasion!" He picked up his female companion, lifting her up and swinging her around the hotel room, their giggles filled the room. The man beside Kurapika spoke up.
"Yes, we all heard. We were in the same room and you are none too quiet when it comes to Gon or the little missy," The mysterious male winked at the blushing female still giggling in Leorio's soft embrace. He reached down to kiss Kurapika's hand. "Besides, what if these two boys do not approve of your choice in women? I am sure that Gon probably would accept anyone, but Killua might not be so understanding. What happens then? Or even if they do not object to the pairing itself, what if they say they are too busy to stay? Have you completely thought this through?" The male gave the couple a inquisitive gaze, his dark eyes bearing down with the weight of his questions.
"I know that things will work out eventually, even if they do not start out looking as though they do," the black haired female spoke for the first time since her beloved had gotten off the phone with Gon. "Love shall prevail above all." She said this last line with glossed black eyes, before they once again returned to their normal shade of pale blue. The dark eyed man shivered looking at her talent. What I wouldn't do to steal it one day, but Kurapika would throw a fit.
"That is true," Kurapika added in his two cents. "We don't really chose the ones we love." His scarlet eyes told everything, the intense passion he felt for the dark eyed man, the irascible anger still held against the spiders, the immense melancholy of his fallen and slaughtered brethren. "I can be angry and sad all I want, but that does not stop the penetrating happiness that comes from being with you, my dear." Kurapika kissed the man ever so gently on the cheek, as to not disturb the other couple in the room with their passionate love.
Leorio sat deep in thought, hugging his love closer to his chest. He nestled his head in the dip of her collar bone. "That's right. No matter what either boy says, it won't change the fact that I love you, my sweet little turtle dove."
His female companion replied, ". . . Love you lots, like tater tots, and even more than vodka shots!" Leorio smiled and kissed the skin closest to his lips, gently suckling like a newborn baby on its mother for the first time. The pink on the female's cheeks grew to a deeper rose shade as she held back a moan. Kurapika coughed loudly, breaking Leorio's concentration. The older man smiled softly at the blonde male, a soft blush of embarrassment spreading across his nose.
"Come on now, we aren't kissing all up on each other now are we?" Kurapika's lover chided the young couple, yet looked on with longing to kiss his own lover.
"Speaking of kissing, I wonder if Killua has found anyone worth his spoiled time?" Leorio's voice dripped with sarcasm. "Gon hasn't left the wilderness, so it's safe to assume that he is as chaste as ever."
"But remember that time Gon went on a date with Palm, and Killua got all jealous? Plus Gon said he had gone on many dates on Whale island with the women who were visiting. I wonder which one has the most experience now?" Kurapika's face moved to one of ponderance, then a shadow passed over his expression. "I hope they can find happiness like we have. . ." His voice trailed off into a minor key.
"I am sure that they are happy, well I am sure that Gon is at least. Killua is at the very least contempt. These two are not to be underestimated, you'll see Kurapika!" The female boldly spoke in an energetic and engaging tone.
Kurapika smiled once more, Yeah, they're fine. They have to be.
Killua looked down at his watch for the third time in that same minute. 12:34. Damn it all to hell. The time seemed to be dragging it's feet on purpose just to piss the white haired man off. I just want to see my fucking sister again, is that too much to ask? Not to mention someone else who might end up actually showing his ass up for once. . . Killua stopped where his thoughts were going. Killua hadn't spent time in person with his sister in two and a half years when she left to explore the world on her own. Since then, Killua has just been been wandering aimlessly. He had finally defeated Ill-nii to ensure Alluka's safety before she had left. He didn't really know what to do with himself other than eat every single chocolate robot that he could come across in his wanderings. Killua felt. . . baren. Even though people no longer feared him as they once did, even though he could hold his head high, he could not shake these feelings, or rather lack thereof.
Killua shook from the anticipation of having something to do for once, and maybe a little bit from the coffee he got because of his anxiousness. This reminds me of the time we spent. . . no. He once again stopped himself from thinking of the boy he could call his best friend then.
"Now boarding flight 32 bound toward Yorknew City," the overhead announcer woman came on.
Finally, Killua thought, I am almost there.
Alluka paced up and down the room for what seemed like the thousandth time. A week had passed since Leorio had gotten ahold of Gon on the phone. Neither boy had shown up yet and everyone was on edge. Leorio sat twiddling his thumbs, while Kurapika sat clenching his lover's hand. The air was so thick one could cut it with a knife, but before anyone started to go truly insane, there was a knock at the door. "Who is it?"Leorio called out while Alluka tripped to grab the door handle, flinging the newly unlocked door wide open.
There in the light of the room, stood Gon, properly clothed and brandishing a new suitcase to hold his new clothes. Alluka's face fell slightly, but it was instantly back when Gon gave her a soft smile. "Hey, Alluka, how have you been?" Gon's voice was deeper, huskier. He reached out and enveloped Alluka into a strong hug. Alluka could smell the forest still on him, oak and pine mixing together in an all but unpleasant scent.
"I've been great! You haven't seen my brother yet have you?" Alluka asked in a worried tone.
"No, I have not seen him, but I hope that he will come soon. I am looking forward to seeing him as well," Gon gave that soft heartwarming smile once again.
"That's too bad," Kurapika smiled back at Gon's smile. "I'm so glad that you're here now! It's been so long!" He released his lover's hand to get up and give Gon his next hug.
"I've missed you too Kurapika, and you Leorio, and you. . . wait who is this? He looks kinda familiar, have I met you before?" Gon turned toward the man Kurapika left sitting on the ground. He had black hair and a bandage wrapped around his forehead.
"Yes, we have met before, in this very city when you were a small boy still," The man in question responded. "I used to be the leader of the spider, but it seems fate would have me fall in love with the man determined to get revenge, so here I am. My name is Kuroro. Nice to formally meet you Gon Freecs." Kuroro held out his hand for Gon.
Gon gently took his hand and shook it, shock now evident in his expression. His mouth hung open for a second, but then he shook his head and quietly laughed. "The pleasure is all mine so long as Kurapika is happy."
Kurapika plopped down into his lover's lap. "I am very happy Gon. Thank you for not freaking out."
"Hey, come on now! It's my turn for a hug!" Leorio puffed.
"Very well," Gon turned and embraced the elder man, Leorio's tall and lanky figure no match for the well trained body that now had ahold of him. Gon squeezed Leorio, lifting him off the ground. "How are you old man?"
"I've been, Hey! I am not old! That's something Killua would say! Where did my precious little Gon go?" Leorio fake wept on his knees in front of the younger male.
"There, there," Alluka came around to pat Leorio on his head. "What do you expect? You are quite a bit older than him." She had a sly smile on her face as she teased Leorio.
"Why you little. . .!" Leorio grabbed her waist bringing her down on top of him laying on the floor. He flipped her over, pinning her arms above her head. "I may be older, but I am most certainly not old, little missy!" He gave her a sloppy kiss while Alluka squealed at his sudden affection.
"I am guessing this has got something to do with why you called me here?" Gon gave a quizzical gaze to Kurapika to avoid the lover's scene unfolding at his feet, his cheeks dusted a light pink.
"Leorio! How many times do I have to tell you? Cut that out at once!" Kurapika's scolding caused the older man to leap up off of Alluka.
"Sorry Kurapika, sometimes I just can't help myself! She called me old! I had to get her back!"
"Sometimes I think you are more of a kid the more you grow older!" The older man was taken aback.
"I am not! I'm just trying to have fun! Why don't you try loosening up a bit, huh?" Leorio went to launch himself when they were interrupted by another figure standing in the doorway.
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY PRECIOUS SISTER YOU PERVERSE OLD MAN?" Killua bellowed, his hair standing on in from electric sparks. He went to launch himself at Leorio who was launching towards Kurapika now to escape rather than chide.
"Ne, Killua!" Gon moved himself in front of the raging man. "Killlluaaaaaa look at me!"
Killua stopped and looked Gon straight in the eyes. He seemed to forget what he was doing, or why he was there. They stood their staring for what seemed like an eternity to them. Killua reached out and placed his hand on the raven-haired males cheek. "Is it really you?"
"Killua. . ." Gon's voice choked out. He reached out and enveloped his best friend in a hug. "Ne, I've really missed you!" Gon could no longer hold back his sobs and his fists clenched the material hugging the other man's porcelain skin.
"Gon. . ." Killua could barely manage a whisper while silent tears streamed down his face. He returned the young man's embrace, squeezing harder than was necessary. "I've missed you, too. Please don't leave again."
"Awe look at their beautiful reunion! It brings tears to my eyes!" Leorio sniffled. The moment words came out of Leorio's mouth though, Killua's head shot back up, eyes boring holes into the older man's skull. Leorio stiffened beside his own best friend. Alluka ran protectively in front of her lover.
"Onii-chan stop! Please!" She cried out, trying to get her brother to calm back down.
"I will murder you help me, Gon release me," Killua went back to struggling to reach the older man.
"No Killua, you can't! He's our friend!" Gon tried to persuade Killua into coming back to his senses, but Killua's resolve only strengthened. He held on tighter to his best friends body as Killua let out a scream that was almost inhuman. Sparks flew all around them now, the electricity flowing freely from Killua's body, but Gon refused to let go, taking most of the electricity inside his own body. The four others in the hotel room rounded into a ball, hiding from the torment of lightning strikes going off around them. The lights in the entire hotel blew out instantaneously. Gon screamed dissonant with Killua's as he took most of the electricity into himself. There was enough electricity inside the room to equal a thousand lightning bolts. Finally Killua's energy fizzled out, and the two young men fell to the floor, still in each others arms.