Now they were at Gon's house sitting at the dining room table. "I have to say I'm quite surprised, Gon. I always thought you were, well..." Kurapika began, trailing off. It was an odd subject, even for the blonde, who was ready to discuss most things with a knowledgeable air. (It came from reading so much books, although his reading habits annoyed Leorio to no end. "Stop reading those stupid books. We're on a date, for Christ's sake!")
"Straight?" Gon finished for him, adding a, "Yeah, me too." He somehow managed to say this very casually, despite the fact that it wasn't exactly a casual topic. In fact, Gon usually managed to make most not casual subjects sound as normal as if they were merely discussing the weather, It was a talent of his, really.
Leorio, meanwhile, was giving Killua a very animated lecture on treating Gon right. Don't be unkind, don't you dare hurt him, ect. The usual talk one expected from their lover's family or friends. To Killua, who'd never had a date in his life, didn't know this was usual. At least not from friends. To him, Leorio was almost as bad as an over-protective father. Or at least, what Killua had seen of other-protective fathers on television. Killua hardly listened to this lecture, however, thinking instead on the fact how odd it was that this lecture was coming from one of Gon's friends and not Mito. Perhaps Mito trusted him? Certainly more than Leorio appeared to, anyway.
Once the lecture was over however, Killua found himself having a very good time with Kurapika and Leorio. (He also discovered that the two were a couple, and was quite surprised considering how mouthy the two were towards each other. Especially Kurapika. "Don't mind him Killua, he really is quite stupid," Is not something someone generally says about one's signifigant other.)
At one point. Leorio had called Gon his and Kurapika's child, seemingly on accident, to which Kurapika had responded, "Our child? We're not married, Leorio."
"Dude, we're a little married." Leorio had said back. Both Killua and Gon had strained not to laugh, barely succeeding in their attempts. They did however, find it less funny when Kurapika shot a glare that could burn holes through walls in their direction.
When Leorio and Kurapika left Gon and Killua were alone, seeing as Mito was at work. "So... what do you want to do now?" Gon asked, with a slightly suggestive tone. Not noticing it, Killua merely shrugged, not really feeling up to doing much and not having any ideas himself.
As his more indirect approached had failed, Gon decided to take a diferent tactic and smirked, feeling particulary wicked. "You know Killua we could-"
Now recognizing the tone in Gon's voice, Killua flat-out said "No," before Gon could get any further in his statement.
"Why? Mito's not here and she won't be for a few hours, so it's like she'll catch us." Gon's voice lowered an octave, in an attempt to sound flirtatious. He reached across the small gap between his and Killua's chairs, resting his hand on the others thigh lightly. He had resolved not to give up in his attempts until Killua gave him a reason too.
"Because I don't want to." Killua said flatly, trying to ignore the hand on his thigh and his instincts to move away from it. He had to remind himself several times that it was only Gon, and that Gon wouldn't dream of hurting him.
"Oh, okay." That was more than reason enough for Gon. He promptly dropped the subject and went back speaking normally, taking his hand off the other boys thigh. A minute of silence passed before he added, "If something's bothering you, you can tell me. You know that, right?"
Killua nodded, but he didn't think he would want to tell Gon the truth as to why he had continually rejected the others advances. It would make Gon feel bad and make him think that Killua was afraid of him, and while it might be true that he was afraid, his fear wasn't of Gon. And the last thing he wanted to do was make it think that it was him who Killua was afraid of.
People sometimes find out about things the wrong way. Kind of like how Mito found out about Killua's family. Despite having beem away from them for three weeks now, Killua still had bruises and scars. And in all honesty, it wasn't a pretty sight. "Man, I should have looked at these the day you came here. They've been untouched for weeks now and they look horrible." Gon whished he could just magic away the bruises, wished he could make everything better with a sentence or two. But unfortunately, that wasn't how the world worked. All he could do was offer Killua time when his parents couldn't hit him, or times when they wouldn't. Sure, he could give Killua words of comfort, but that seemed small in comparison to what Killua had been through. That usually didn't stop him from trying to comfort Killua, but today he somehow wasn't able to find the words he needed for that task.
"The day before I left I smart-mouthed Milluki. He didn't like that much." Killua explained. Gon was correct in saying the wounds looked horrible, however. While one or two were gray and nearly healed, most were purple and yellow and a mix of other colors that were simply too horrid for anyone to have named them at all.
Neither boy noticed that Mito was standing in the doorway of Gon's bedroom. That is, until she spoke. "So, I guess you were hiding something from me." She didn't sound accusatory, just rather dissapointed. Gon yanked his hand away from the hem of Killua's shirt, which he was holding up, accidently touching one of Killua's bruises in the process. Killua flinched.
"I'm guessing the is what you meant when you said our parents weren't supportive?" Mito continued. Killua nodded. "Why didn't you tell me? And more importantly, Gon, why didn't you tell me once you knew?" Neither boy had an answer to the question, and both squirmed under her gaze, feeling uncomfortable.
"Well, one things for sure. Killua is most certainly not going back to New York."
