How long has it been since it stopped raining?

It was early dawn, and the distant chirping of the morning birds was the first sound to hit his ears.

The last thing he remembered was fighting against his obviously stronger brother, and then falling into his arms with deep slumber taking over his conscience. The voices of Illumi and Hisoka were a mere blur, but a piece of his memory automatically recorded in his last moments of being awake. But what had occurred after those events? Was his friend safe? Where was he? How much time had passed?

The first shine of sunlight gaped through the window blinds and met his flawless skin. He found his body extremely comfortable, so much so that he had little energy to move out of bed. His body curled into the blankets around him like a cocoon, with his head turned to the side. It was so peaceful, as if the previous day was nothing but a dream in his illogical, sleep-filled thoughts. But then it all came rushing back to him; the reality of what happened. Gon had been taken by his brother, and he fought endlessly to rescue him. But that feeble attempt did not succeed, and he was… was… what happened then?

The Zoldyck's eyes snapped open with a flurry of anxiety and he pushed himself into a sitting position, shouting out the first thing that came to mind. "Gon!"

It took him a moment for his eyes to adjust to the room, and he noticed he was back at the hotel he and Gon had been staying at throughout the running month. The lights were dim due to the timing of the day and the blinds were mostly covering the sun's rays from invading the complex. He didn't recall coming back here with Gon- no, he didn't even remember finding his friend in the first place. Did that mean he was…

"Killua!"

The call of his name averted Killua's attention to the boy sitting next to the bed, staring at his awaken friend with beaming eyes. Gon… he was safe. He couldn't be happier to know his friend was still alive. A sigh of relief escape him, and KIllua slumped in the bed, shutting his eyes as his body relaxed. His wounds had healed over the night, although the critical injuries to his abdomen remained. They would take longer to heal, but he didn't mind waiting; as long as Gon was left untouched, he didn't care what happened to his own body.

Gon tilted his head from his silence, and smiled more as he stood up, "Killua, thank you."

'Thank you?' Killua pondered. He opened his eyes and met Gon's, seeing the sincerity in them. 'Why are you thanking me?'

The transmuter felt his cheeks go red with embarrassment, and he cleared his throat loudly. He only went to that place to save him like Gon had done so many times before. No thanks were necessary at all. In fact he hadn't been expecting it, because it was like a second nature to him. Friends looked after one another, right? He would have done it in a heartbeat; anything to keep him alive so he could find his father, so he could continue traveling with him. Gon was his best friend in the entire world… and no one would take that away from him.

But the lingering truth nagged at him and Killua's expression dimmed. He lowered his gaze to his lap and spoke softly, "Gon I…" he clenched his fists, "I didn't save you though. Illumi beat me and…"

"No."

The silver haired boy blinked in confusion, "What?"

"I said no." That same answer didn't help explain.

Killua leaned forward and narrowed his eyes judgementally towards Gon. "What do you mean no?!" He raised his voice and abruptly poked him in the forehead, forcing his head to lean back. But despite his actions, Gon's expression remained the same. Determined, and with an honest look of gratitude. How could he pull off such a face without feeling embarrassed? He couldn't have meant it that much, because he didn't end up saving him in the end. If all else he failed and should have been ashamed of his incapability's.

"I mean no because you did save me, Killua." Gon exclaimed with ease, smiling once more.

What the hell was he talking about now?

"You came because we're friends. You watched my back when I couldn't do anything…and you risked getting hurt really badly too."

Gon bowed to his friend, "So thank you, Killua!"

It had nothing to do with winning against Illumi in the first place. It was that he came with the purpose of saving Gon, and nothing more. He selflessly risked his own safety just to reach his friend, and by doing that he truly saved him. Killua had overruled his fear of Illumi and fought against him, going against all known odds to find Gon. In the end, they reunited, both alive and mostly unharmed. That is what he meant. Now Killua understood his words. His lips idly curled up into a smile, and he scratched the back of his head while looking away.

"Jeez… You can't do anything without me, moron." He joked.

Gon laughed in response, "Neither can you!"

'I really can't.' Killua knew it, but this truth did not worry him anymore. In fact, he thanked Gon for it. 'Without you Gon, I don't know what I'd do anymore.'

Killua unhurriedly shifted and dangled his feet over the side of the bed, flexing his arm muscles and experimenting how well he had healed over the night. He felt better than he had in a while, far before he had begun undergoing those sleepless nights and secluded times to deal with his inner sufferings. His mind was clear of constant anxiety, and he could think for himself without Illumi's influential words. Gon even noticed the lifted atmosphere around his friend, and couldn't help the large grin spread from cheek to cheek on his face.

Their gazes suddenly met, and Killua spoke up, "How did we get back here after what happened?"

"I carried you."

"What?!" Killua stood up from the bed, "I-Idiot. You didn't need to do that!"

"Why not?" Gon blinked with slight confusion. He didn't see the reason why he shouldn't have. It wouldn't have been pleasant to stay in that abandoned place with Killua unconscious on the ground. He had to move him somewhere more comfortable, and this was exactly the place. The former assassin huffed and crossed his arms.

"It wasn't worth the trouble…" The former assassin sat back down with a pout.

At that time yesterday it was pelting down with rain, so if he had left to go back to the hotel they would have been drenched. The realization knocked a subconscious fragment of Killua's memory, and he vividly remembered a moment from last night. His eyes had opened for no longer than a moment before he was asleep, but he saw and heard everything. He felt the warmness of Gon's forest green jacket around his shoulders whilst he carried him through the rain on his back. Gon was soaked to the bone while he had managed to keep Killua somewhat dry and warm.

It must have been around mid-evening from the blanket of darkness covering the city. Gon's heavy breaths were all he could hear as his head and arms hung over the boy's shoulders. His eyes barely cracked open, but the movement didn't go unnoticed by the other. "Killua?" His voice was quiet but mixed with concern. He didn't have the energy to answer him, and neither his body nor mind could focus on anything around them. He sank deeper into oblivion, and passed out on his back.

"It was worth it!"

He really was a fool… but a kind, honest, determined, stubborn fool.

And this fool was his best friend.

His light.

"Leorio!" Gon shouted out to the tall man with a waving hand and a cheerful smile.

He had only arrived to Yorknew City, and his companion stepped out behind him with his hands casually occupied in his pockets, however with an evident smile of his own. They awaited the doctor-in-training to come over, and both seemed ecstatic to see their friend again. But he was running a little late to their reunion, much to Killua's displeasure.

Leorio pushed up his sunglasses, grinning as he swung his briefcase over his shoulder with the posture of a manageable businessman. He lifted his hand and waved at them in greeting. By the looks of it, those kids were no doubt closer than ever.

"We were waiting for you, old man." Killua commented, earning an instant glare from the elder teenager.

"Shut it, brat! I was doing important stuff…" He mumbled, eyes drifting elsewhere before landing on Gon. "Anyway, how are you Gon?"

Gon excitedly answered, "I'm fine, and so is Killua! We've been looking forward to seeing you again."

Even Killua had to agree with him. "Tell us what you've been doing – aside from boring study."

It was as if that terrible event never befell those children.

Leorio didn't know of what happened the following week after he left since treating Killua's broken arm. But by seeing their smiling faces, he could tell it was truly a good ending for them. Whatever happened, he would not pry. Just watching those two inseparable kids gave him renewed hope that it would stay like that a little longer. They were polar opposites; however this fact is what made them friends.

The man fixed up his tie, and answered them with a voice of interest. "Alright."

He had nothing to worry about from the beginning.

After all, these two had gone through so much already.

Nothing could separate them.

'Because Gon is… my most precious friend.'

END

Well there you have it! I managed to get this done on my birthday thank goodness.

I hope you've all enjoyed what this story has had to offer, and although it's sad to finish this, it's been really fun doing it.

It's really late at night so it might seem rushed and perhaps slightly out of proportion but I tried! I might do another fanfic showing off Gon and Killua's friendship because it's really just so adorable. XP Not to mention I like messing about with Killua's head more than anything.

In the very near future I'm starting another planned HxH fanfic that shows my OC Pasche. If you're interested you'll be able to find it soon enough once I start it. So for now... tata. I sincerely hope you've enjoyed reading this. :)