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A/N: As I said in the Author's Note in the last part, this part will once again take advantage of the M rating. So, enjoy!
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Part 6

I celebrated on the inside. Though, I might have let a little bit of my excitement show through because I ran out of the room and down to where mine and Gon's lockers are. I grabbed some stuff from my locker, telling Gon we can finally leave. We left school, running down the street. I looked over to Gon and saw him looking at me.

"What?" I asked.

Gon was about to say something, but instead shook his head and said, "It's nothing."

"What do you mean 'nothing'?" I asked, "C'mon, tell me."

Gon thought about it again, but again shook his head and said, "No, it's nothing. Really."

I grabbed his arm and swung him up against a wall. I put my lips on his and forced my tongue into his mouth. It wrestled with his again and explored every inch of the inside of his mouth. While I kissed Gon, I started undoing his shirt again. His hands tried to stop me at first, but I put them back at his side each time.

Once I got his shirt unbuttoned, I broke the kiss to move to his cheek and then his chin and his neck. I kissed every part of his neck as my hands explored his chest, finding their way to his nipples. I rubbed his nipples before pinching them. I kissed my way down to his chest while rubbing his nipples between my thumb and finger.

"Ki-llu-ah~" Gon said, "I thought you said you didn't like doing this in public."

"I don't," I said, "But right now, it's necessary."

"Necessary? What do you-" I kissed his right nipple, "Ah! Ki-Killua, stop! Y-you know how I get when you do that."

I licked the nipple and said, "Uh-huh. I know. And I have no problems relieving you of that if I need to."

"But- but why are you doing this?" Gon asked.

"Because," I bit down on his nipple, "You won't tell me what's on your mind."

I closed my mouth around the nipple and started sucking on it. I knew the only way to make Gon talk was to embarrass him. The best way I found of doing that was to pleasure him in the open. I'm sure there were other ways, but I was only good at pleasuring him. The people passing by, I knew would have mixed reactions to this; most would be embarrassed and look away, others would stop and stare curiously, and the rare few would actually encourage it on secretly wanting it to go further. Luckily, we got the people in the second category.

"Ki-Killua~" Gon said, "Stop already!" I didn't stop, I just sucked on it harder. Gon continued, "Alright, Killua, alright! I'll talk!"

I stopped and said, "I knew you'd say that." I turned to the crowd of about ten people and said, "What the hell are you looking at?! Huh?! Beat it!"

The people in the crowd jumped and walked away, embarrassed. I turned back to Gon, who had just finished buttoning his shirt up. I figured the best place to get Gon to tell me what he was thinking was right here, just because I could kiss him again easily. I put my hand on the wall to prevent Gon's escape. I asked him to tell me what he was thinking.

"Well," he started, "I was thinking that maybe I… I-I could… um… put my member in your ass sometime."

"That's it?" I asked, "Gon, you really are an idiot."

"I am not!" He shot back with fire in his eyes.

"Gon," I said, "You know that I would let you do anything to me that you let me do to you. So there really is no point in wondering about something like that."

Gon nodded and said, "Yeah, I guess you're right."

"Of course I'm right," I said, "I'm always right. Now, let's get going."

"Killua," Gon grabbed my arm, "I can't move."

"Eh?" I asked, "Why not?"

I looked and saw he was holding his pants. My first thought was that he had to pee, but then I remembered that he gets excited when I kiss his body. I also remembered that I had just said that I was willing to help him relieve it. Why did I have to open my big mouth? I grabbed his arm and pulled him into a nearby alley.

"God, Gon" I said as I unzipped his pants, "You gotta learn to control yourself." I pulled his member out and started stroking it. I continued, "This is the only time I'm gonna do this for you outside. You got that?"

"Ah," Gon said, "Y-yeah. Ah, Killua?"

"Yeah?"

"Mm, faster." My hand quickened and Gon said, "Ah. Ah. Ki-Killua? Kiss me?"

"You gotta be joking," I said, "This isn't enough for you?"

"Please?" He pleaded.

The way he looked at me was new. His eyes were big and brown. It felt like he was sapping my willpower, forcing me to bend to his. I didn't think I liked this new look. It felt like I was looking into the eyes of a puppy dog.

I knew that I couldn't resist that look for long, but I tried my best. Eventually, I gave in and just kissed him. This time, I allowed his tongue into my mouth as mine went into his. As our tongues explored and battled in each other's mouth, my hand quickened in its pace on Gon's member. I didn't give him the time to moan, however, as my mouth moved to find better positioning on his.

I am so gonna kill you, I thought, for making me do this.

Like it had a mind of it's own, my hand went even faster on Gon's member. I could tell Gon was struggling to keep himself composed because his tongue was getting slower in my mouth. Eventually, he had to let out moans that were muffled because my mouth wouldn't depart from his. As my hand moved faster, his moans became shorter. When his moans couldn't get any shorter, he let out one long moan and he shot his stuff all over my hand.

As I felt his stuff pouring out of his member and onto my hand, I broke the kiss. I said, "Ugh, gross! Now my hand is all sticky. God!"

"Ehehe," Gon said, "Sorry, Killua." He put his member back in his pants and continued, "Well, I gotta get going home. Aunt Mito is probably worried."

He started to walk away, but I grabbed him with my other hand and said, "Where do you think you're going? I helped you, now you gotta help me."

"Okay!" There was way too much excitement in his voice.

He turned around and reached for my pants, but I slapped his hand away saying, "Not there, you idiot!" I held up my sticky hand to his face, "Here!"

"Eh?" He asked, "You want me to eat my own-"

"Yes, I do!" I said, "After all it's you're fault this happened."

"But," Gon countered, "you were the one that got me excited when you kissed my that way."

"Because," I countered his counter, "you wouldn't tell me what you were thinking. Now here!"

I pushed my hand toward his face and he leaned back. The look on his face was a mixture of disappointment, probably because I didn't need help down there, and uncertainty. I wondered if he didn't think I was serious. When I pushed my hand toward his face again, he grabbed my wrist. He hesitated for a second.

"You're mean, Killua," he said.

"Just do it already," I said, "you big baby."

Gon let out a small moan before he forced his head toward my hand. He licked my palm, going from my wrist to my fingers, in rows. Each time he did that, I had to hold in a laugh because his tongue tickled. He took each of my fingers into his mouth, sucking each one separately and licking in between. He then licked the back of my hand the same way he had my palm, except going from my fingers to my wrist.

When he had cleaned my hand, he shuddered. I said, "Oh, come on. It couldn't have been that bad."

"No, not really," he said.

"Then what's with the shudder?"

"It's just," he paused, "I don't really like the taste of your hand."

I didn't know how to react to this. Should I be offended? Should I laugh? Was Gon trying to be funny? I just went with my default reaction to everything Gon does; I hit him on the head.

"Ow…" Gon said, "Why'd you do that?"

"Never mind," I said, "Let's just go."

We walked out of the alleyway and started walking down the street again. Normally, we would pass by my house, without Gon knowing it was my house, but I saw some people standing in front of the gate. People that I recognized as two of the goons that visited regularly. If they saw me walking by, my connections to the mafia would be known to Gon. I cursed inwardly and suggested to Gon that we take a little detour.

"Eh?" Gon asked, "A detour?"

"Yeah," I said, "See a different part of the city that we don't normally see."

"But isn't your house along this road?" Gon asked, "I see you walking on this road almost every day."

"Oh," I said, "Well, yeah, but I thought I could hang at your place for a little bit before I went home."

"Um…" Gon began.

"Unless you don't want me to hang out with you," I said, "That's fine. I was maybe gonna let you do whatever you wanted to do to me today. But if you don't want to, I understand."

I looked out of the corner of my eye to see Gon all red. I knew he was imagining all sorts of things to do to me. He wouldn't be able to resist my offer. I knew that when it came to dirty stuff, Gon was like putty; easily manipulated. And I just loved to tease him about it.

"N-now," Gon said, "I never said I didn't want you around, Killua. It's just that… um… I'm not sure how Aunt Mito would take it."

I glared at him in disbelief. Did he really expect me to buy his story? His Aunt would probably be so overjoyed that her 'little Gon' had finally lost his virginity that she would faint on the spot. Either that, or make us tell her exactly how it happened in every detail. Or she would probably force us to do it again so she could watch.

I was going to say something about it, but a voice I recognized all too well spoke from behind me, saying, "Kill."

I turned around with a start to see my oldest brother standing there with his vacant expression. I put my hand over my chest to steady my heartbeat and said, "Gah! What the hell, Illumi?"

"I'm sorry, Kill," he said with no sympathy in his voice, "Did I frighten you?"

"No," I said, "you just startled me, is all."

"Hm." He said, keeping his eyes fixed on me, "Well, I thought you should know that Father wants to speak with you. I don't know what it's about, but you better not keep him waiting." He turned his gaze to Gon. "Who is this?"

"I'm Killua's b-" I put my hand over Gon's mouth.

"Buh-" I tried to finish Gon's sentence, "buh- best schoolmate. Yeah. He helps me out a little with my schoolwork. Hehe." I leaned in and whispered in Gon's ear, "Ix-nay on the oyfriend-bay."

Illumi looked at me again and said, "Kill, you should not need help."

"Oh, did I say he helps me?" I said, "I meant, I help him out with his schoolwork. Yeah. Hehe. Anyway, he had to stay after school today because he couldn't finish this one thing, so I helped him out. I was just walking with him to make sure he got home safely." I took my hand off of Gon's mouth and said, "Well, I guess you'll have to walk the rest of the way by yourself. Sorry."

Gon blinked in confusion. I gave him a look that said, 'I'll explain later' and he said, "O-okay. See you in class, Killua."

When Gon walked off, Ilumi gave him one last look. I walked home, but Ilumi stayed behind. When I got inside my house, I went right to my father's meeting room. I knocked on the door and a goon working for one of the Godfathers opened it. He blocked my entrance into the room.

"Go away, kid," the goon said, "we're busy in here."

My father's figure appeared behind the man and said, "Killua, come in."

The man at the door jumped and moved out of the way, letting me in. I took a seat at the very back of the room. The goon at the door closed it and Father continued his meeting with the Godfather. I couldn't tell which one it was, because all I saw was the back of his head. After a short while, the Godfather and my father both stood up, shook hands out of respect and the Godfather left with his goon.

Once the door was closed again, Father said, "Killua."

"Y-yes, Father?" I tried not to sound as scared as I felt.

"Come," Father said as he sat down in his chair, "pull up a chair and sit by me."

I did as he asked. Aside from being the most influential man in York New City, he was also the strongest. If he wanted, he could rip anybody apart with his bare hands. I was always told to not get him angry or else he'd turn into a monster. I never believed anybody who told me because, since I'd never seen my father get angry, I didn't think he could get angry.

"Killua," Father said, "I've heard that you have been sneaking out of the house a lot since last year. I didn't have any problems with this, until today. A trusted associate informed me that he saw you… doing things," he paused to emphasize the next part, "With another boy. Now, instead of making assumptions and jumping to conclusions, I wanted to hear it straight from you. Tell me, Killua, and be honest. Is this true?"

I swallowed hard. I wasn't sure what I should say to him. If I did tell him the truth, I wasn't sure he wouldn't just rip my head off. If I told him a lie, I wasn't sure he'd believe me. I was trapped in a corner. I felt my father's eyes staring down at me.

"It-" I began, "It's true, Father. I was doing those things with that boy."

"Hm…" Father said, pretending to be thinking, "And is this the boy?" I looked up at my father as he said louder, "Illumi."

I turned my head around to the door as it opened. Illumi stepped in, dragging Gon by the arm. Gon was struggling against Illumi's grasp. It seemed like he was alright, though, which made me relieved. I was afraid that Gon would have been badly beaten.

"Gon!" I said.

Gon stopped struggling for a second and said, "Killua!" He tried to run towards me, but Illumi pulled him back.

"Well, Killua?" Father said, "Is this the boy?"

"Yes, Father," I said, "This is the boy. But you don't understand-"

I turned to look at my father, but I was met by his cold stare. He said, "And what don't I understand, Killua?"

"I…" I decided to tell them my feelings, "I love him."

"You love this boy?" Father asked.

He looked at Illumi and nodded. Illumi nodded back. From a holster Illumi keeps around his waist, hidden by his shirt, he pulled a gun and held it at Gon's head. I protested, but Father cut me off with his stare. The look he gave me froze me in place; I couldn't move and I couldn't talk.

"Are you willing to let this boy die," Father asked, "for your love?"

"No, Father, I-" Father's unchanged eyes stopped my words.

"So," Father reasoned with me, "you are willing to die for this boy?"

I couldn't say anything. Father nodded toward Illumi again. Illumi nodded back and turned his gun toward me. My mind was thinking at a speed unimaginable by anybody. I knew if I didn't then we'd both be dead.

I swallowed hard and said, "Yes."

"What was that?" Father asked, "I couldn't hear you, Killua. Are you willing to die for this boy?"

"Yes, Father!" I shouted at my father's eyes, "I am willing to die if it means Gon lives!"

"Then…"

Father raised his hand to Illumi. I closed my eyes, hearing the clicking of Illumi's gun. It was strange. I knew I was about to die, but I didn't feel scared. I heard Gon screaming my name, his voice breaking.

"… He has my blessing."

My eyes fluttered open. I was confused. What did my father just say? I looked at Father's face and saw that it had softened; his eyes were no longer cold. I looked over to Illumi as he was putting his gun away.

Gon broke free of Illumi's grasp. Or, rather, Illumi let him go and he ran over to me and wrapped his arms around me. I was still processing what had just happened. Was my family really okay that my love is a boy? Was my family really okay with me actually having a friend?

"Wh-" I started, "What?"

"In all my years," my father began, "in all the places I have travelled to, I have never seen anybody willing to risk their life for the one that they love. That, Killua, is the reason why I am allowing you to continue seeing this boy."

"Father," Illumi began, "you are absolutely sure about this?"

"Illumi," Father said, "You no longer need to be here. You have done your job."

For a moment, I thought I saw fear in Ilumi's expressionless face. He said, "Yes, Father."

When Illumi left the room, Father continued, "But, I will only allow this if you promise me to always be willing to throw your life away. Always think of his safety before your own. Can you promise me that, Killua?"

"Yes, Father," I said, "I can."

"And you," Gon stood up straight next to me and put his hand in mine as Father continued, "are you willing to do the same thing for my son that he has done for you this day?"

"Yes!" Gon said without hesitation.

Father seemed pleased with Gon's answer. He sent us out, saying he had other meetings to hold. I decided that since we were at my house, I might as well take Gon to my room. I sat him down on my bed and explained everything about my family. I watched his expression carefully as I told him, but there was no change.

"I can understand if you don't want to be with me anymore," I said, "After all, by being with me, you're putting yourself at risk from the mafia and its enemies."

"Killua," Gon said.

"Yeah?"

In an instant, Gon's mouth was pressed against mine. His tongue found passage through my lips and into my mouth. As it wrestled and fought in my mouth, I put my tongue into his mouth to do the same thing. Fighting, exploring, fighting, exploring; that is what it amounted to in the end. As our lips departed from each other, a trail of saliva broke apart and fell onto our chins.

"You worry too much," Gon said, continuing with his thought as if our kiss never happened, "I don't give a damn about the mafia or its enemies. All I care about is being with you because I love you."

"Gon," I said, "I love you, too."

Our lips found each other once again. As we sat there with out lips locked, I began to wonder. I wondered if Father really would have Gon or me killed. I wondered what it would have been like if Gon hadn't come to my rescue last year. However, I realized that none of that mattered right now because we were together. And I knew that we always would be.

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A/N: And that concludes my second one-shot. I really was not expecting it to take this long. In fact, I really wasn't expecting it to be this long! I thought: 'Okay, I'll do something for Valentine's Day and then get back to the Redux. And it won't take me very long.' Oi... This story was a pain to do at times, but I really wanted to get it done before I went back to my other stories because an 'on-going one-shot' kind of sounds like an oxymoron. In case you couldn't tell, I'm not very good at ending things. I had to think of the last paragraph for a while before I decided what to put. Anyway, I hope you liked reading and expect the next chapter of the Redux sometime next week. I gotta get back in the mindset of that story.
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