A week later, Killua lay on Gon's bed, bored, as the other boy showered. They'd spent the day outside, and Gon had fallen into a puddle of mud, getting quite dirty. The moment they got home, Mito had insisted that Gon got in the shower right that instant. Gon was sure taking his sweet time. It was starting to get annoying.

Just as Killua was thinking this, Gon came into the room. A towel hung low on his hips, water dripping from his hair. For once, it was down, instead of in that odd spiked-up style. The water that dripped from his hair rolled in beards down his skin. It was actually quite alluring.

Killua blushed, looking away from Gon. "Sorry, Killua. I forgot my clothes." Gon apologized.

"It's fine," Killua mumbled, swiftly getting up and leaving the room so Gon could get dressed in peace. He leaned on the wall outside the room, his heart thumping loudly. "Gon?" He shouted through the door.

"Yeah?" Gon said back, his voice slightly muffled.

"As long as I'm here, you're not doing your own hair." He said in almost stern manner.

"Um, why?" Even through the wall and the noise of Gon opening and closing drawers, he could hear the tone of confusion and curiosity in Gon's voice.

"Because it well- it's hot when it's down." Killua stammered out. He frowned when he heard Gon laugh. It wasn't very funny. At least, not in his opinion.

The door opened and Gon stepped out. He was fully clothed now, but his hair still dripped water. "Oh really? You think it's," Gon leaned closer, putting his hands on either side of Killua, effectively trapping him, "attractive?" His voice curled around the last word, almost purring. This would have been embarrassing enough, but just then Gon thought that it would be a good time to start pressing gentle kisses to Killua's neck and jawline.

"G-Gon." Killua whispered, shivers running down his spine. He recovered quickly, however, and immediately asked, "What about Mito?"

Gon stopped and, not without a sigh, solemnly agreed. "I guess you're right."

Killua nodded. He loved Gon, and although he loved to feel Gon's lips against his own, or feel Gon's tanned hands brush against his own pale skin, physical contact with anyone made his skin crawl. He always had the irrational fear that at any moment, no matter how tender their touch was, that they were going to hurt him in someway. He loved Gon's kisses and touches, but he didn't think that he'd be ready for something like that.

Gon moved from his caging position, only to wrap one of Killua's hands in both of his own. "I love you." He whispered in tremulous tone.

They'd never said I love you to each other before, so when Gon said it Killua froze for a moment, trying to process what had just been said to him. "I love you too." He finally managed to get out, his voice shaking every it as much as Gon's had been.

When Killua had said Gon wouldn't be doing his own hair from then on, he had meant it. He wouldn't let the boy so much as touch a hairbrush. Everyday, they ended up in the bathroom, Gon fresh out of the shower (although he always put pants on at the very least) and Killua drying Gon's hair with Mito's hairdryer.

Gon liked it. It felt nice to have Killua's hands running through his hair as it dried, and Killua never pulled his hair. It least, not on purpose. The first time he let Killua dry his hair the boy had accidently yanked on a knot.

"You're hair's really thick." Killua commented off-handedly.

"Really? Mito says that too." When Killua only gave an affirmative grunt, Gon continued. "Would you mind if I played with your hair? It looks really soft. You do have a lot of cat like tendencies, so I guess having soft hair would only add to them and..." Gon continued to ramble on, saying embarrassing things.

Killua didn't really mind when Gon said things like that. It was always nice to hear when Gon started to talk about how he felt or what he thought, but when Gon said things about him, it made his stomach flip and his face turn red. Sometimes his voice cracked when he got nervous or embarrassed, and while Gon found it adorable, Killua cursed this particular feature. It probably would be nice to have Gon play with his hair, though. Certainly it was something he would like. Although he wasn't sure it would be soft like Gon thought it would be. If it was, Killua had failed to notice

Killua soon lost himself in thoughts so that when Gon spoke, he hardly noticed. "Killua? Killua!"

"Hm? Oh, sorry Gon. What is it?" Killua turned of the hair dryer. Gon's hair was long dry by now, and the noise from it running made conversation rather difficult.

"I asked if you wanted to meet some of my friends" Gon said, turning around to look at Killua.

"Oh, uh, sure. What are there names?"

"Leorio and Kurapika. They're gonna have the shock of a lifetime when they realize I'm not the one straight friend." Gon said, chuckling.

"Oh?"

Indeed, both Kurapika and LEorio looked shocked when they learned of Killua's and Gon's relationship. Although, they couldn't really blamed because Gon and Killua had seen the two on the street while they were going to get something from the store, and Gon had promptly run up to them, dragging Killua with him and shouted, "Guys this is my boyfriend!"

Of course, now after all the confusion and the questions -most of them coming from Kurapika- they were finally down to the formal introductions. "Name's KIllua." The boy in question said casually. Despite his cool attitude, Killua actually felt more nervous than he knew was necessary. What Gon had said earlier had implied that his friends were not straight, so that meant they weren't homophobic. But regardless, what would ther think of he and Gon's relationship?