Umm...Hello to all my returning readers and any new ones! I would like to apologize for the long wait. Well! Onto the main event, shall we?
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Birds cheerfully sang from their perched spots on the trees that morning as the sun started to peek out from the white fluffy clouds. Noise from the cars and the barking from the close by dogs surround the once quiet neighborhood.
This morning, Killua decided that it would be a pretty good day to visit Gon. He was hoping that they could meet up, chat a little, play at the arcade, then later meet up with the other pair to go over their summer plans. But what he didn't know was that today was the day that Gon had put aside to hang out with Hisoka again.
The white hair child did his daily routine before running out his room and walking down the small stairs that lead down. He could smell the freshly brewed coffee that his oldest brother has recently taken a liking to.
"Morning, Aniki" He greeted, walking into the medium size dining room that was attached to the kitchen.
They lived in a pretty decent apartment despite having enough money to actually buy an actual house, but Killua argued against it. He wasn't about to stay in another big house when he had spent most of his childhood living in one that made him feel caged and lonely even though he had all his family, and it was very big and spacious.
Of course, his parents were against the thought of him living on his own (More like his mom was against it). So this is where his big brother Illumi comes in. His brother was deeply fond of the white hair child, and he offered to live with him, which his parents quickly agreed to it. And that's how Killua and his big brother Illumi came to live in this apartment on their own.
"Morning, Killu" His brother greeted in his usual tone that was devoided of any detectable emotion.
Illumi was sitting at the table, one leg was thrown over the other, while the newspaper laid opened in front of him on the table, as he quietly sipped from his cup of coffee.
"I'm going over to Gon's," He said, sitting across from him. He reached out for the plate of breakfast that his brother always made for him in the morning.
Killua noticed the sudden movement of Illumi's shoulders. Like the news of him going over to Gon's didn't quite sit well with him. The youngest brother has always felt that his brother wasn't exactly a big fan of Gon, and he always wondered why.
"I see..." Illumi looked up from the newspaper that was sitting in front of him. His brother's blank gaze suddenly made him feel smaller in his own seat.
He quickly as possible finished his breakfast and stood up."I'll see you a little later, okay?" He picked up his plate and set it in the sink.
The oldest brother watched his brother's moves closely as he continued to sit in his seat. His gaze fell back down to the newspaper article for a split second, then he stood up from his own seat.
"Be careful, Killu" He stated, leaning against the doorway of the dining room.
Killua looked up from his shoes that he was currently stepping into."Why do you say that?" He asked, looking over his shoulder at his brother.
"Just a friendly suggestion, little brother" Illumi pulled away from the doorway and walked back into the dining room.
His words left a sinking feeling that he couldn't describe at the moment. He shook his head to rid himself of said feeling and took his leave.
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Gon was just about finished tidying up his bed when Killua walked into his room. He was too happy to even remember calling his best friend to say that he wouldn't be free today.
His brown eyes lit up when he saw the other boy."Morning, Killua!" He happily greeted, quickly fixing his blanket and running over to the other.
"Yo!" He slumped down on the bed even though Gon had just finished tidying it up."Where are you going?" He asked, eyeing the way that Gon was dressed.
Gon's outfit still contained green, but only on the shorts and inside the smiley face on his shirt. Today, he was dressed in a white short-sleeve shirt that had the picture of a green smiley face, green shorts that were the same length as his usual ones, and he still didn't have his shoes on, only his socks.
"I'm meeting up with Hisoka!" Gon cheerily replied, fixing his clothes in front of the long mirror.
Killua froze at the mention of the older man. Was Gon seriously gonna meet up with a complete stranger!? and not just any stranger, but a stranger who definitely had a hidden trick up his sleeve. He didn't like the fact that Gon would easily agree to meet up with such a person like him.
"Do you really think that's a good idea?" He wondered out loud, sitting up from his laid position.
The black spiky hair child looked over his shoulder with a surprised expression."Why do you ask...?"
"Well you barely know him...and...he's an adult..." He responded.
"That doesn't mean anything. Besides, Mito-san met him already" He said, turning away from Killua. He liked Hisoka despite not knowing him much. There was just something about Hisoka that drew him in, like a child that was fascinated by a passing little butterfly.
How badly Killua wanted to shout that there something odd about that magician. Something that he had surely perfected on not letting others catch on quick unless you knew his ways and such.
It was truly something that he wished that he could keep his best friend away from.
"Anyways, did you need something, Killua?"
Killua's gaze looked up from the carpet to stare into Gon's eyes."No. I was just wondering what you would do today..." His voice trailed off, trying hard to play off his displeasure and the worry in his voice.
"Well, I wish we could continue talking, but I need to leave now, Killua" He picked up his phone that sat on his dresser.
He took this as his cue to leave. He stood up from the bed and followed after Gon, who had already stepped out from his room.
"Wait, Gon" He grabbed his arm, making the other turn to him.
"Yeah?"
"Please, be careful," He said, his gaze softening a little.
A huge smile spread on Gon's face.
"Of course" He leaned over and gave Killua a quick hug.
Killua savored the few seconds of the hug before it was gone.
"Oh, Gon, you're already leaving?" Mito asked just as Gon passed the small dining room. She was sitting across from the old lady that Gon would often call Grandma or Granny.
"Yup!" He waved to them and headed for the front door to pick up his shoes for the day.
"Be careful, Gon!" She shouted from the dining room.
"I will" He waved to Killua and ran out the small home.
Mito glanced at her and was surprised to see the sad stare that Killua was giving to the door that Gon had just run out from."Oh, Killua, would you like some breakfast?" She stood up from her chair and began to clear the table.
The younger boy turned away from the door and walked into the dining room."No thanks...but can I please have some water?" He shyly asked,
"Of course. Please sit down" She motioned to the table.
Killua took the offer and bid a "Good morning" to the other older woman, who happily returned it back. Even though he's been to Gon's house numerous of times- he's still shy to be around Gon's small family. Though being around them always gave him such a homey feeling that he doesn't get very often at his childhood home.
"Here you go" Mito set a glass cup in front him and retook her seat. Her eyes falling back to the newspaper that was sprawled on the table.
There sure must be some really important news for people to read it daily.
"Thank you" He took the cup in his hands, and took a small sip from the refreshing liquid.
The ticking of the clock on the wall was the only sound aside from the usual soft sips of coffee or water.
"Say, Killua..." Mito started, breaking the small silence that had fallen upon them."Have you heard of the sudden disappearance of the children?" She asked, looking up from the newspaper.
This caught his attention. He's not much of a reader nor does he really like watching the news, so this piece of information came to a very interesting alert.
"Missing children?" He asked, his sapphire eyes narrowing.
She nodded."Mm-hmm. The reports have recently started. The odd thing that most of the children are about the same ages. Odd, isn't it?"
Killua leaned forward in his seat with great interest."What age?"
Mito glanced back down to double check before she answered."Around the same ages as you and Gon" Her response was rather slow like she had just now realized something."Can you excuse me, Killua?" She asked, walking out without waiting for a reply.
Grandma sighed taking a small sip from her red porcelain cup."There she goes again- worrying"
He glanced at her."What do you mean, Granny?" He called her "Granny" in respects that she wanted him to call her that.
Before the older woman could answer, Mito walked back in and re-took her seat at the table.
"Sorry about that, Killua. I had to call Gon, just to see if everything was okay"
He nodded."If you don't mind me asking, but aren't you worried that Gon is hanging out with a stranger?"
The orange hair woman thought for a few seconds before answering him with a small frown."I feel a little wary of that man- Hisoka. But I didn't want to seem like a rude person. Seeing as how he gave Gon a free ticket to the circus. Besides, Grandma here, practically made me give Gon permission" She muttered the last part as she picked up her forgotten mug.
Killua softly smiled."May I ask, when did these disappearances come to be?"
Mito paused for a moment, mug now lowered a few inches away from her mouth."Now that you mention...it's probably only been a few weeks since the first report on the disappearances" She replied.
"How long ago was that?"
"Sorry, Killua, it's been so long that I don't really remember an exact date that the newspapers came out with the report"
The white hair boy lightly nibbled on his bottom lip in slight worry. He had a small hunch, and deep down he hoped that it turned out to be wrong. He hoped that what he thought wasn't the truth.
He stood up from his chair."Well, thank you for the water, but I must be going now" He bowed to them before bidding them a small goodbye, and went on his way.
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The magician and the younger boy met in the decided place. Afterward, they decided to head into the downtown area. They happily chatted as they walked in the downtown area that was filled with many people of all ages. Small talk whiny as they walked alongside each other.
"So, where are we going, Hisoka?"
The magician glanced down at him with a smile that lit up his face, and possibly his whole person."As said I from before, I decided to share one of my favorite tricks. I truly hope that you like it~" He answered, turning back to the front.
The boy nodded."Say Hisoka..." He started."Do you mind if I hold your hand?"
Suddenly something in the magician slightly snapped. Nothing too serious, but it was serious enough to feel. How could he explain it without sounding too exaggerated?. Okay, so, it's like when you find out that you won a prize- at first, you're shocked, then the shocks turns into sweet delight. Yeah, that's probably the simplest form to say what he felt at the moment. Sweet Delight.
"M-My hand? Now why would like to do that, Gon?~ " He asked. He didn't mean to stammer, but it did come to quite a surprise to him. His child actually wanted to hold his hand!?. He felt like if he were to touch him, he would dirty such a pure, clean hand like that of the younger boy.
"Well, I thought that we could treat this like a real date even though it's only as friends" He childishly replied.
'Friends' He thought rather annoyed that he even said that part at first when he proposed to go on this "Date". But how else would the black hair child agree?
"Very well. I'm fine with that~" He held out his much bigger hand to him.
Gon grinned, his smaller hand reaching over to grab his hand.
How perfect their hands fit together. Exactly how the redhead imagined it would be.
He looked away from the boy for a few seconds to smile rather perversely.
"So, where are we going first, Hisoka?" He asked, glancing up at the taller man.
That seemed to knock him out of his sweet filled thoughts. Those could wait for another time when he's alone.
"Our first stop will be a farmer's market. I need to pick up some supplies from there~" He pointed with his free hand to the messenger bag that he wore."In here I have the other supplies that I will need for my little trick~ "
He nodded."I'm really looking forward to it!" He happily chirped.
Hisoka could already see that glistening twinkle in his eyes that he craved to see in his potential child. 'Yes, this boy will be my one and only special child~ '
"I'm glad to hear that, Gon~" He purred, picking up their pace a little.
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"Wait...What are you doing again, Hisoka?" Gon asked still not believing what the magician had just said what his trick would be.
They comfortably sat across from each other in a field of grass and wildflowers. A few small trees were nearby, and even a little river ran through the grassy field.
The redhead softly chuckled."I'm going to put this egg inside this bottle~" He said once more, holding the fresh chicken egg in one hand while holding an empty bottle in the other."This is more of a trick than an actual illusion~ "
Hisoka set the things down in front of him."Now, please pass me the lemon, if you will~" He held out his hand to him.
Gon quickly handed him the lemon."Would you like me to cut it?"
He shook his head."I rather not have you cut yourself~ "
It's true, he doesn't want a dangerous object like this to even grace such pure hands as his. He doesn't wish to witness an accident as the one that played in his mind.
The child pouted at hearing his answer, but he didn't argue against it.
So, once the lemons were cut, he squeezed the juice into a bowl that he had, then Hisoka grabbed a small funnel that he had brought along. He poured half of the juice into the bottle, then he left a few in the small white bowl.
"Now, Gon, if you would do me the honor, can you please move the egg around in the bowl?~" He held out the bowl that now contained the egg.
The black hair child took the bowl from him and began to slowly move the egg around in the bowl. He hoped that he was doing it right, he didn't want Hisoka to get mad, and stop the trick before it even truly started.
Hisoka watched the scene before him with an unusual calm gaze. If it was up to him, he wouldn't mind watching the child every day if he always wore that determined expression on his face. For some reason, that expression really did it for him...if you know what he means.
"Hisoka?" He raised his voice a little more upon seeing that the redhead didn't respond at first. Gon glanced back down at the egg, he softly poked the egg and was surprised to find out that the once hard eggshell was now a little squishy.
The magician jolted out of his thoughts and blinked his eyes a few more times, trying to remember what exactly what he was doing. Odd, it wasn't like him to act this way. He was always on point with his surroundings and he didn't usually let himself get lost in his thoughts like this.
"My apologies, Gon~" He reached out for the bowl."Thank you~" He quickly fished the egg from inside the bowl."Now, please watch closely, for now, I will put this exact egg inside this bottle~ " With skilled pace and concentration, the bottom part of the egg started to slowly sink inside the bottle.
Hisoka carefully, but slowly, started to push the rest of the egg inside the bottle. He always hated when the egg got stuck in the middle part of the bottle, it was such a nuisance when it got to this point. He needed to be extra careful since his nails were a little long. That nuisance was soon relieved when the egg slipped into the bottom part of the bottle.
The black hair child eyes widen in pure awe at the sight of the egg slipping inside the bottle, just like Hisoka said he would do.
"Now, Gon, I need you to do that same as before~" He offered him the bottle, and Gon took it from him."Just move it like before~" He motioned with his hand.
Gon nodded and did as he was told.
"I should explain that this silly little trick is perfect for parties and get-togethers. It's sure to leave your guest quite stunned by such trick. As I said before, this is more of a trick, than an actual illuision~ " He professionally explained.
It made him feel special that Hisoka would share such a trick with him. He would have to remember exactly how to do it to show it off to his friends.
Suddenly, he heard a familiar sound. The hard shell of the egg started to clank against the bottle.
"Hisoka!" He exclaimed, his smile nearly reaching his ears.
The redhead nodded at also hearing the familiar sound."And that's how you get an egg inside a bottle~" He said, watching as the child happily twirled the bottle in hand.
In the back of his mind, he remembered when he once showed another person the exact trick. Instead of being amazed like Gon before him, the person watched with disinterest in their eyes.
He frowned upon realizing that he was remembering once again one of many memories that he forces every day to stay in the back of his mind.
"Hey, Hisoka, how is the circus coming along?" Gon asked, lowering the bottle into his lap.
His gold colored eyes danced over to him again."It's doing very well. Our ringmaster has decided to have a few days off, which sounds really splendid to me~ "
"Do you know when you'll be moving on?"
This question actually struck a nerve inside of him. Of course, he knew that they couldn't stay in one for too long, and they would eventually move on to another place. But now that he had found what he's been looking for, will he give everything up for him?
Yes.
Yes, he will.
Well...Maybe...
For starters, Gon is exactly what's he's been searching for in all those whiny, disinterested, dull children. Despite not knowing him for long, he felt like Gon would be the perfect special child. The way he smiled seemed to erase any foul mood inside of him, he made him want to change his current ways. Well...not that much...to be truthful. Maybe, just a little bit. But, nonetheless, Gon was someone who doesn't deserve to live in a society like the one they live in. One that would quickly corrupt him in the worst of ways.
He should never feel anything, but happiness in his life.
The magician would make sure of that.
"Actually, Gon, I don't think it's anytime soon. Kuroro likes to stay in one place for a good amount of time if he truly likes the place that we're staying in. Also, if, he sees that we're making a good amount of money~" He explained, putting his hands behind him, and leaned back on them a little.
Gon smiled at that little piece of information."It would be fun if you never left" He joked, his smile turning into a grin.
That idea didn't sound that bad.
Hisoka managed a small laugh."That's silly, Gon. I couldn't fit in here~ "
"Yeah, you could, Hisoka. You can live with me, Mito-san, and Grandma. And you can work in the same place as Killua's brother, Illumi" He remarked, balling up his fist in front of his chest, sort of way to contain his excitement at the thought of the other living with him.
One of the magician's hand balled up. His fingers scratching up some grass in his fist.'That foolish name~...' He thought, trying hard to hide his annoyance upon hearing that name again.
'Calm yourself~' He mentally repeated to himself.
"That's...a really good idea, Gon. But I am an artist. I don't know anything else, but the trick and illusions I've mastered over the years. Ordinary life for me would be dull and colorless~ " He lied. He didn't mean most of what he just said.
Gon's balled up hands fell to the side, a disheartened sigh escaping him."I see..."
At that moment, he nearly wanted to hit something for making his child feel that emotion that he had just been saying that his child would never feel.
"But I do thank you for offering me a little piece of your life. Anyways, we shouldn't waste the rest of day feeling down. Why don't I take you out for your choice of pastry?~ "
His brown eyes suddenly lit up like the night sky on a clear night that was filled with a million little far away stars.
"That sounds really nice" And once more, his fallen smile returned.
I would like to point out that the trick shown in this story is a little trick that my dad told me about that he used to do at parties. Though I cannot say for sure if you can actually do it or not. Thanks for reading as always!
As always any feedback is most appreciated, whether it's good, bad or in between.
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