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This story has an unpredictable ending, and because of that I've yet to figure out how many chapters will be made. It's likely to have less than 8 chapters, but this remains undecided for the most part.
I sincerely hope you enjoy what I have in store for these young Hunters…
"Killua!" Gon called out to his friend, waving his arm to gain his attention from across the path, "Take a look at this!" His voice seethed with enthusiastic cheerfulness, vibrant among the many crowds about in the markets, bartering and trading what treasures they had.
The young Transmuter hummed as he turned to Gon, walking over with his hands casually sitting in his pockets with a bored exterior appearance. As he came over, they looked at the various items a man had been selling, trinkets and valuables for travellers who were usually on journeys around the world. While examining what he had for sale, something caught Killua's eye and he picked up a small gem that shone brightly as the sun's rays hit it. Its colours changed into that of a rainbow, peculiar indeed. He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something different about this item compared to the other ones on sale. Suddenly, he used Gyo, a mount of aura covering his eyes as he found the gem within his grasp covered in Nen.
"Hey old man, where did you get this?" Killua asked while looking further into its features. The salesman smiled all the while ignoring the small insult to his age in the boy's words.
"It was found in the Numere Wetlands." He answered, looking at Gon who was more entertained by a small cat-shaped object with a paw that motioned up and down. It was red in colour with a feline expression skilfully painted onto its head, with three equal stripes leading from its forehead to the back of its tail. "Actually, the mercenary I hired found that. He said only a licensed Hunter would find a profit from it." The middle aged man snickered at the memory of the find, since he didn't understand why but thought it could get him some well-earned money from it at the time.
"I see..." Killua murmured, about to put it down before the man's smile extended cheek to cheek.
"Keep it, lad. You're actually the first to take interest in it."
The Hunter blinked in confusion, seeing him wave it away like he didn't need any money from him. At the time he found it he thought it would be interesting to sell, but that was quite a long time ago. By this time he simply wanted to rid of it, but without throwing it away like trash. So with a short thank you from the silver haired boy, he and Gon left the merchant on his own, surprisingly satisfied despite selling it for nothing. What a sentimental guy he was…
"What did you get?" Gon asked with a hint of curiosity, leaning in and taking a look as Killua held out the small gem in his hand no bigger than the tip of his thumb. "Wow… It's pretty!" He smiled to his friend with two beaming brown eyes.
The initial colour of the stone was sky blue, similar to the assassin's eyes yet only lighter in tone. It was quite stunning overall, so what could the Nen surrounding it be for? Perhaps nothing, and Killua chose not to dwell on that question. This sort of gem could easily be made into a necklace for good luck or something simple like that, since its worth wasn't all that invigorating in the first place. Yet it appeared to impress Gon, but nearly everything did in their travels unfortunately. Someone so simple minded like that was naive.
It had already reached midday by the time they finished journeying through the markets in that part of the city. Clouds hung over in a sheet of darkened grey and threatened to cover the city in a raining shadow of gloom, as citizens sought cover from the incoming downpour. The two young boys weren't quite done for the day however, and found a relaxing café to settle down for the time being while the rain passed, or for the majority of it. It wasn't overflowing with the town's residents, but it wasn't too isolated either from the people. The smell of tea filled the air around them, calming their nerves while the sky outside only grew in obscurity.
By the time their food arrived, the two had decided upon their next plan of action for where they'd be travelling and doing. They'd stay in this selected place for the month which was already half way through, then move along to Yorknew City to meet up with Leorio to see how he was doing. Kurapica was far too busy at the time to meet with them, but they understood the circumstances for the job he was taking on.
"Hey Killua," Gon suddenly spoke up, "Are you afraid of lightning?"
Killua stopped sipping from his orange drink, raising a brow towards his spiky haired friend. Where had that question sudden risen from? He certainly wasn't afraid of a little lightning, especially since he dealt with electricity through his younger years.
"Where the heck did that come from?" He replied.
"Eh…well last night you said the thunder woke you up. So I just thought you might be scared of it."
"Idiot! I'm not scared of a little thunder! I-It just surprised me is all!" Killua looked away with a pout, eyes begrudging at the memory recalled. Beforehand he was already awake, so it had simply caught him off guard because of his mind waving on other matters.
Sighing, the Zoldyck son crossed his arms and ignored the rest of what Gon had to say, trying to be as stubborn as possible on that topic previously brought up. Gon eventually had no choice but to give up and move on. As he did, he finished up his meal and noticed sprinkles of rain delicately hitting the large window beside their booth. How fast the sunny weather had changed yesterday to that of an overcast atmosphere. It didn't bother Gon, but he much preferred the sunlight on his skin than the dampness of rain chilling him to the bone as it did.
Across from him Killua quietly sank into his thoughts once again, and now that he had settled down, he noticed his eyes were quite heavy. No doubt due to his lack of sleep, but it could become troublesome if Gon were to notice the signs of his exhaustion over the days. His hand ran over the table in front of him, fingers adroitly tapping one at a time in boredom. His eyes lightened compared to the rains dimmer glow, ocean blue to darkened azure skies. A brief sigh escaped his lips, and he had completely forgotten all around him, including Gon who sat silently while watching the assassin's exterior stiffen.
The silver haired boy closed his eyes, "I'm gonna go for a walk."
"Oh? I'll-" Gon was immediately interrupted when Killua turned his head to him, eyes pleading for him to be alone for the time he would be on his own. Gon didn't know what to make of it, but he trusted his friend, and nodded with a half-hearted smile. "Okay. I'll see you back at the hotel?"
Earning a nod with a small fist bump between the two, Killua left the café, and despite the rain heavily falling, he ignored it and made his way across the street. It didn't bother him in the least; in fact… it couldn't have had more perfect timing. Drenched to the bone, Killua continued along the path, heading nowhere in particular, but far away from Gon. He felt he needed to be away, like something had drawn him in the direction opposite to Gon for a purpose unknown to him.
But what was this uneasy feeling lurking inside him?
This chapter doesn't hold many twists, but this is a story that builds up to the plot. ;)
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