Okay, another short little yum yum. I gotta try to keep the momentum up! The story is getting harder for me to write, as my ideas spread out and become more abstract. Lemme know what you think! Would love to hear your predictions for the plot and stuff, it could really help me solidify my own ideas. I wrote part of a chapter for Killua's childhood, even though there's a ways to go till then, and it was sooo awesome. I'm excited for this story!

Thank you soooo much for reading, and may you all be happy :)


Killua jumped down from the tree, landing at the base in a small puff of dust. Hands in pocket, he looked at Kite, and then to Gon.

"Gon, if you train hard, maybe one day you can do something like that too." Killua nodded to himself. Kite stared at him with his facial features slack.

That sounded pretty good. Maybe I'm not so bad with kids after all.

"What!? Really? If I train hard enough? I'm going to start right away!" Gon's face lit up and he ran out of the clearing in the direction of the house. Kite chuckled.

"Thanks for getting him to run home. Now, you and I can have a chat." Killua swallowed, his mouth suddenly dry.

"I'll ask one more time. Who are you?" Killua tightened his fists together, feeling the sweat covered skin against skin, and he gritted his teeth.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! What do I do? He'll know if I'm lying, there's not any explanation for why an advanced Nen user is out here with a fucking little boy! And Gon, no less, son of the great Ging, blah blah...the truth, then. The truth.

Killua took his hands out of his pockets and put his hands out, palms facing up. A gesture of peace.

"I'm going to tell you the truth." Kite nodded, and shifted his body weight as he crossed his arms.

"I'll try to make this short. I was transported into Gon's childhood from another...dimension, I guess, by a Nen specialist, in order to unlock Gon's Nen, which is trapped in the version of Gon I know. I don't even know if this place is real..uh...no offense." Killua's face deflated.

God, that sounded so stupid. Kite looked at him, his arms now uncrossed as he tapped his face thoughtfully. Then he nodded.

"Okay, then. What do you have to do here to unlock his Nen?" Killua's jaw dropped, his shoulders slackened and his eyes widened a little.

"You mean...you believe me?" Kite took a few steps closer to him, his posture straight and noble.

"Listen, kid, I don't know what kind of guy I was in the dimension you're from, but I'm not so stupid that I can't tell a simple lie from a truth. I am assuming that you knew me, since you knew my name?..." Killua nodded, his body starting to relax as he was suddenly assaulted with...those memories. He winced, putting his hand to his head.

*Gon turned to him, his body unnaturally large, tears streaming down his face. The eyes that met his were frightening, full of anguish and yet deeply empty... Killua felt his heart stop. It felt like his entire body was being torn apart. He felt like he had to vomit, scream, and run away all at once. He wanted to die. But he had to be strong. He had to be strong, again. He had to be...for Gon.*

"I was that bad, huh?" Kite laughed, but his eyes were steady and serious.

"I...no. I knew you, yeah. You were pretty cool. Gon liked you a lot. Still does, I see." Killua nodded to him, straightening his body again. Killua sighed, rocking forward a little onto the balls of his feet.

"I don't know what I have to do. The woman who sent me here, she said I'd have to...face challenges. Whatever that means. Seriously, that old hag throws me in this mess without telling me what to do! This is ridiculous." Killua snorted, looking away, interlacing his hands and putting them behind his head.

Kite didn't stop staring at him, his eyes continually cool and appraising.

"You clearly care about Gon a lot." Killua's face colored as he turned towards Kite again.

"W-what?!" Killua sputtered out the words before calming down a little.

"I guess I do. We were...friends." Killua's heart lurched.

*since this...is of no concern to you...*

Kite barked out a laugh, his eyes gentling a little.

"Whatever you say, kid. I can't help you with this one. You're on your own. I just came by to check up on Gon for Ging. I promised I would from time to time." Kite turned away, putting his hand up.

"I'll see you later, tell Gon I said bye. Oh, and good luck. " Killua started.

"W-wait! Don't go like that!" Kite shifted a little more towards him.

"What? I told you, this is your battle. I even only showed myself to Gon because I didn't know who you were. I can see you have no ill intentions towards Gon, so having someone to play with will be good for him. I know you're a serious dude. Not just everyone can send so much electricity through their bodies like that..especially so young...you'll be fine." Kite's eyes and face darkened for a moment as he mentioned the electricity. Killua's throat tightened, and he suddenly burst.

"Please! Kite! If you can give me any advice or help about what I'm supposed to do, I don't know what to do...and I'm just...I'm just confused here."

Kite turned away again, and spoke over his shoulder, one eye fixed on Killua.

"Maybe that's what you need to work out." Kite walked into the forest, disappearing in the shadows of the trees. Killua watched him go until he couldn't see him anymore, and he slumped against some stump, bending his knees up.

Maybe that's what I need to work out? My confusion?

Killua rubbed his chest, feeling the aching pain that accompanied him wherever he went. Ever since he took out Illumi's needle, this ache has been growing and growing. He could barely think about the past without his whole body flushing with heat, and his heart feeling like a pincushion.

Killua dropped his head on top of his knees.

"I...I don't know how," he mumbled.