Title: Peer Edit

Author: NoirRouge

Summary: Kurapika is an author with a sudden fame boost, Leorio is a doctor for teenage cancer patients, Gon has cancer, and Killua is the heir of a millions of dollars. Is this supposed to be funny? AU KuraxLeo GonxKillua

Disclaimer: I do no own Hunter x Hunter, I never have, and I never will! OMG!

WARNING: This story contains shonen-ai / slash/ boy love. If this offends you in anyway please do not read this story and save me the trouble of reading your reviews about how I have no morals. Thank you, come again.

Enjoy the show.

Chapter six: It's a small, small world

'You have a responsibility to this family…'

'…there is no room for immature behavior…'

'…you've disappointed me…'

Killua turned the volume on his CD player up a few more notches, attempting to drown out the phantom voice of his father. He perused the aisles of the store he was in, putting a little more concentration into the type of boards he was looking for and not the guilt settling into the pit of his stomach every time his thoughts ran astray.

He got caught up in one of the more intricately designed boards and didn't notice someone calling him.

"Watch it." He barked turning around to give an infamous death glare at the person who had run into him.

"Sorry Killua, you couldn't hear me a moment ago, so I came over here, but I tripped on…"

Killua stopped paying any attention to what the boy was saying, and stared at him for a moment watching him rub his head sheepishly. "Gon," he said, smiling.

"Ha, you remembered me!" Gon said with a little too much enthusiasm. "I was passing by when I saw you in here, and I didn't think you remembered because you were ignoring me. I've never been in this kind of store before."

"Yeah, I remember. I was distracted." Killua responded, his smile fading. "You've never been to a skateboard shop before? What do you do all day?"

"Chores, homework, fish… I've always wanted to try."

"You fish?" and do chores, but Killua left that part out staring at Gon like he had grown an extra head.

"Yeah, is that weird?" Gon asked looking a little worried.

Killua shuffled awkwardly. "Not really, just no one I know fishes…" or does chores.

"Oh." Gon's gaze drifted around the store. "There are so many types. I just thought you needed a board with wheels."

Killua rolled his eyes. "Ok, so you know why I'm here, why are you here? Are you stalking me?" Killua remarked with a very cheeky grin.

Gon blushed and laughed, and rubbed that back of his head again. "No, I need new clothes. Normally my aunt makes them or buys them, but she is really busy with the store. And I ripped all of mine up."

Killua just stared at Gon. Culture shock.

"So your family owns a store?" Killua asked, moving his gaze from the racks of clothing over to Gon, who was amazed by the huge variety of clothing and wincing occasionally when he saw a price tag.

"Yup, it's a pretty small store, its part of our house." Killua twitched.

"Well… what kind of stuff do you sell?" he tried again. Gon stood up straight to think for a moment.

"Wine. Yeah… we sell a lot of that and fishing stuff too. We also serve dinner… kind of like a bar I guess." Gon stated contemplatively. "It's really cool too! Our house has this old tree growing around it and the store is built right out in front of it. You can't miss it."

Killua twitched again. This kid lived in a tree… he was not normal.

"What do your parents do?"

"Huh?" Killua looked back over at Gon again having just recovered from twitching spasms.

"What do you parents do? What are their jobs?" Gon asked, smiling at Killua. He had stopped examining all the cloths.

"My dad owns several large businesses." Killua said nonchalantly.

"Wow! Your dad must be really busy if he is running several businesses. You must be really rich!" Gon chimed enthusiastically.

Killua shifted awkwardly. "No, he doesn't run them, he just owns them. He pays other people to do all that. My brothers are in charge of two of the companies."

"So you're going to be the head boss of a big company? That sounds so cool! You'll get to boss everyone around."

Killua fiddled with some of the shirts on the racks, feigning interest. "No, I won't run any of the companies."

Gon's expression dropped a bit. "Why not?"

"I won't be running any of them because" he sighed. "I'm inheriting them all. I'll be the same as my dad."

Gon looked stunned. "So you get to boss around your other brothers and never do any work at all… you are so lucky." He looked up wistfully, his plebeian mind unable to fully grasp the concept of being rich and doing nothing.

"No I'm not!" Killua snapped. "I don't want to do that at all! You never have any freedom, and you always have to keep up status with a bunch of stiff, greedy old men. You can never do anything fun because it's not professional." Killua turned towards Gon and grasped him firmly by the shoulders. "I'm so envious of you! You have no idea what kind of freedom you have. You don't have to be fake, wear a uniform… you can fish! I would for just once like to be able to have the opportunity to do what I want without the whole world watching me."

Gon stood silently for a moment before Killua sighed again and slumped over. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have overreacted… I just kind of exploded."

"So, don't do it then,"

"Excuse me?" Killua looked up in shock.

"If you don't want to do it, just tell your dad. Your brothers know what to do right?" Gon chided with a reassuring smile. "They can most likely do it with no problems at all. Then you can do what you want."

Killua wasn't quite sure what to say. Gon made everything seem so simple; he turned Killua's complicated inner turmoil into something so simple it seemed plainly obvious and too easy. But at the same time, while somewhat simplistic, it was comforting and Killua for a moment felt at ease.

"Yeah, I guess your right."

Gon just smiled his big optimistic trademark grin and turned back to his shopping. After about another half hour that had found a suitable number of shirts to replace Gon's haphazardly destroyed ones. As they were about to leave Killua suggested several other plans that the two boys could enjoy together, but Gon said he only had about half an hour left before he had to leave for a doctor's appointment. When Killua asked about the appointment Gon just gave and innocent grin and shrugged off the question entirely. After a few minutes of hard thinking, the two decided to go get milkshakes at the café they had before and briskly made their way toward sugar heaven.

Kurapika had been waiting at a small table outside the coffee house for a while before finally giving up and ordering his drink. Well, he did show up earlier than planed in hope that his 'date' would show up early as well. Normally this is how things went with all the editors and publishers Kurapika had met up with, but apparently normal people enjoy meeting at the arranged time.

Just when the waitress was bringing his drink out to him an approaching voice called out to him.

"I see you've already ordered without me. I'm sorry if I'm late at all." The voice belonged to a tall somewhat scruffy looking young man in a business suit.

Kurapika looked up at him and smiled charmingly. "Not at all, I arrived far too early. You must be Dr. Leorio." He stood up and held out his hand politely.

"Oh, ah, yeah. Please just call me Leorio." He said bashfully and clumsily shook Kurapika's hand. "It's really an honor to finally get to meet you, I'm really glad you could make it."

"Not at all, the pleasure is all mine." Kurapika responded and sat back down.

Leorio took his seat as well and felt the anxiety overwhelm him. Kurapika was so perfect. He was unbelievably polite, the way he smiled so genuinely, they way he crossed his legs under the table… Leorio shook his head slightly. He felt that there was no comparison. He must have looked rather sloppy.

"I'm sorry, have I made you uncomfortable?" and apparently it showed on his face.

"Oh not at all! I'm perfectly fine! I'm just rather nervous that I finally get to meet you. It's hard to imagine someone you idolize so much and being so real." Leorio laughed nervously. "I'm sorry, I must sound really odd."

"Please don't." Kurapika begged tiredly. "Right now I just want to be an ordinary man, so let's talk about ordinary things." He smiled; Leorio's heart did a flip. "What kind of medical profession are you in?"

Leorio cleared his throat and tried his best to calmly explain that he was a cancer specialist, who treated children. Kurapika seemed to take a lot of interest in this and asked him many questions about his work place.

The two talked for quite some time, getting caught up in there own conversation. They were jolted from their thoughts by a loud childish voice calling out to them.

Leorio looked up and spotted Gon shouting and waving over at him.

"You know them?"

"Yeah." Leorio waved over to them. "The smaller one anyway."

Gon ran up to Leorio's and Kurapika's table and Killua followed suite. "Who is your friend Dr. Leorio?" Gon asked interestedly.

"This is the man I told you about before. His name is Kurapika Karuta. He is a famous author."

"Not all that famous." He denied. "Not for my books anyway. Your friends are?"

"Oh right, Gon, who is your friend?"

"This is Killua." Gon said enthusiastically. "We just went shopping."

"What did you get?" Kurapika cleared his throat. "Oh, um, Kurapika I'd like to introduce you to Gon Freecs. He is one of my youngest cancer patients."

"It's a pleasure to meet you…" Kurapika trailed off. Suddenly Killua had gotten a really dark look on his face.

Killua sent a purposeful scowl towards Gon before turning around and storming off in a huff. Gon tried to shout after him, but Killua disappeared into the crowd.

"It was nice meeting you." Gon bowed to Kurapika. "Excuse me." With that he ran off into the crowd calling out to Killua.

"I wonder what could be wrong. Something I said?" Kurapika wondered.

"No, it wasn't something you said. Maybe something Gon didn't say…" Leorio sighed. "I hope he doesn't exert himself too much, he has an appointment today."

And with that Leorio and Kurapika wrapped up their lunch date.

A/N: OH NO!!!! Don't kill me!!! Be happy!!! For I have finally given you the much desired chapter, and I will do even more!!! Now that I'm on winter break I plan to jump start this story and get it over and done with.

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