Eager feet ran back and forth on the carpet to the hard title flooring for what seemed like the 22nd time in a row that night. (No doubt the neighbor's below were smoking pissed at him. That or they probably thought they were fucking…) Gon slipping a bit in his socks as he slid to the balcony door.

Killua had been watching Gon run back and forth for a while now. At first when they arrived in the hotel room, he found it awfully cute. However, after about an hour of observing this from the king sized bed, Killua wasn't really sure what to make of all these actions and pictures Gon was taking on his phone. Plus Killua was actually sure, Gon hadn't sat down since they've gotten here.

"Gon, sweetheart….Relax…" Killua called out. He waved the pamphlet jammed full of information up in the air, "There's 24/7 room service and free WiFi! Stop pacing around and play a game or something."

"I.. I can't! This is my first time in a 5 star hotel! Plus your crazy family is probably after us! Who can relax knowing assassins are after you?" Gon squealed out. His brown eyes clearly caught up in the creamy paint and fascinating pop art on the walls. There was even a sofa off to the side, with a coffee table in the large luxurious kitchen area.

Rolling his eyes, Killua proceeded to look at himself in the 75-inch LED TV monitor right in front of the bed. He started fluffing his white hair up lecturing, "I'm well aware of that. But you've been acting like Illumi will come banging and knock down our door at any given second. Granted he could have caught a flight and flew over here… but I doubt it. He's more than likely with Hisoka or something." His blue eyes flashed for a moment as he puckered his lips, positioning his head to the side for a pose. "So… don't sweat it. You have to keep calm at times like this or stress will try to take advantage of you."

Gon shook his head defiantly pulling back the blackout curtains he allowed some more sunlight to pour into the room. "If he tries that shit. Bringing that sneaky clown Hisoka over here… I'll beat the shit out of him."

"I know." Killua insisted. He motioned to their bags already emptied out into the dressers. "We are going to be here for a few weeks. We need to make this place feel like home and I get that my little brother Kalluto showing up isn't helping our case."

"Or the Hunters…"

"Yeah that's tuff."

"You're bad at choosing hotels."

"I've seen the error of my ways now. I've been thinking since you've been taking pictures."

Raising his phone in the air like a prize, Gon bragged, "I have to take lots of pictures for Aunt Mito! So she has lots of things and memories to reflect upon." He lowered it along with his voice softly, "Well if she even cares to anymore."

"She does." Killua spoke the words out gently. He dashed his blue eyes over for a quick second lovingly uttering, "Your Aunt really loves you Gon. Just because she gets upset with you once isn't the end. She'll give you a hug, a kiss, and show you how much she cares for you once again."

Gon was silent for a few seconds.

5 seconds,

8 seconds,

11 seconds,

Numbly Killua attempted to comfort Gon again, "You just have to believe that she'll be fine. She is, ya know? Those doctors and nurses are medical professionals. They'll cure her by any means necessary."

"No they won't." Gon whispered mostly to himself. "They don't go all out for broke people. Heck, they couldn't barely bring themselves to tell me she might wake up. Those were probably my last moments with her… and I acted…" Swallowing the lump in his throat he tried to hide the pain from his voice, "I love my Aunt. I am still too oblivious to how life can be over so instantly. I.."

A warm stinging feeling burned in his eyes. Sadness washed over Gon, from his head, to his shaking fingers, to his nose dripping with snot. All he could hear was the voices mocking him, "Don't cry in front of Killua! You dumb cry baby! All you ever do is cry! You cry at night. You cry in the morning! Are you just gonna spend the rest of your life feeling sorry for yourself?"

Vigorously Gon found himself nodding his head, "Yes." He choked down the words. He'd be a cry baby forever and just wallow in his nonstop waves of grief that indulge to fall on his heart.

Killua cringed up, hearing Gon start sniffling was enough to make him lose his mind. Killua couldn't explain how much he hated to see Gon cry. Soon his eyes would start watering up if we watched too long.

He felt bad too.

Didn't Gon know that he wasn't the only one suffering? Didn't Gon know that Killua was troubled too? Did Gon ever consider that pushing Killua out was a bad thing?

Quickly Killua started to twist up his locks of white hair. He did it just to negate his mind from sad terrifying facts that wouldn't ever ease his mind. His eyes fell away from Gon almost ashamed to look at him. His voice cracking a bit, "This is only happening because of your hormones. Your body is doing a lot taking care of the baby, so you're really emotional right now is all. You're strong, Gon."

"I want.. my baby…" Gon murmured lowly. He hugged himself, tenderly wrapping his arms around his stomach he began to cry harder. "I WANT MY BABY, KILLUA."

"You do.. you have it..?" Killua found himself very confused. Still his eyes were unable to meet Gon's. He pressed his lips together, as he licked them nervously. Raising his hand out, he waved Gon over to sit with him.

Gon wasn't moving. He just remained there crying and feeling sorry for himself as he complained, "I want my baby now, Killua! I… I want to hold my baby."

Sighing, Killua felt his own eyes water as he finally stood up to go comfort Gon. The taller male reached out and rubbed his lover's back. Smoothing out some of the wrinkles with his hot touch, Killua held Gon close to him. "The baby has to get bigger. It has to grow and do some pretty miraculous stuff before it's able to come out. But on the bright side, you'll get to see soon."

"I'll ruin.. I'll hurt.." Gon hollered almost in a fit of desperation. "I've been ruining everything I've touched for the past couple of days. I'm hurting myself. I…" His fingers found their ways up to his spiky black hair, he was about to probably start ripping it out if Killua hadn't grabbed his wrist.

A flurry of angry sparked in Killua eyes. He squeezed Gon's wrist scolding him, "SHUT UP! BAKA! NO ONE IS GOING TO HURT OUR CHILD! I WON'T LET THEM! I WON'T ALLOW NO ONE TO HURT YOU!" He began to drag Gon to the bed as a few tears fell from his face. Hell, it pained him to say it, but he did! Killua came right on out. "YOUR OWN BODY WON'T EVEN LET ANYONE HURT THE BABY! HECK YOU SUBCONSCIOUSLY MANAGED TO TAP INTO SO MUCH NEN…"

"But I still feel so weak." Gon sniffled, taking a few tissues off the dresser. "I am anxious with stuff I can't understand and can't control." His legs buckled a bit as he trembled.

Killua sat Gon on the bed. Deciding it was best to hear the news sitting down. He placed Gon in his lap so he could hug him from behind. Killua kissed Gon's ear, "Gon, your desire and lusting for power lets you do amazing things. You can skyrocket your nen, that's good. But the last time you did, it almost killed you. This time…"

Gon gave a grave face to Killua. Meekly he repeated, "This time?" There was an unwavering fear that this time might have been too far.

"This time nothing visible has really changed about you. You look the same. You look fine really."

"I'm NOT FINE. I'm…"

"I won't hold you back, if that's what you're worried about. We can do our own thing."

"Killua…That's it. I'm scared of MY OWN THING."

"WELL DON'T COME TO ME ABOUT IT! You're searching for me to miraculously make things alright. You think I can get Alluka and restore something lost. It doesn't work like that. For one we're in a different situation and two… If something happens to you while you're pregnant… It's just, Alluka has terms and certain conditions to be met. It doesn't work instantly."

"It doesn't?"

"No! So you have to take care of yourself and be fucking careful. We came here for the world to remember our names forever, right?"

"I… don't know." Gon spoke out with a heavy heart as he looked down at his stomach. "I want to make sure our baby is okay. I'm worried… that I'm not the best home for it." He stole a glance at Killua who was above him. Giving glossy adorable puppy eyes, "No matter what, I'll try my best. I'm not really mom material. Mom's are supposed to be strong, wise and helpful but, I'm a fucking train wreck." A few more tears fell from his eyes. "A pregnant train who runs into anything and wrecks it."

A part of Killua actually decided to wonder if this was particularly any if his actions made Gon like this. Maybe he should have warned Gon about deleting him beforehand? Maybe he should have been more open with Gon about why he hated the Hunters Association?

Killua who usually would swoon Gon over by now, was dumbfounded. He was confused at how much more fulfilling he could be to Gon. Gon already had his all. What more could Killua give? What part could Killua sacrifice to please the love of his life?

Making a tight fist Killua lowered his head, "I feel like dragging someone right now." He growled, all his thoughts boiling into anger. "I will kill for your happiness, Gon." His blue eyes darkened, "kill."

Gon's eyes watered a bit but he blinked back tears. He just sorta mumbled, "It's that it's coming back again. And… and this time what if you're not there to save me."

Wet steak of sorrow began rolling down Killua's cheeks as he got a flashback to old memories. All his mind could think: 'Never again. Never again. Never want to see Gon reduced to such a deathly state.'

Yet deep down Killua knew he couldn't say that he'd, "Always save him." Because that was a promise for him to do the impossible.

How could someone save another when they couldn't even save themself?

"You said you're happy with the baby. I'm happy too. We'll love you unconditionally. You'll have so much love, sweetheart. The 3 of us, will be so happy together..." Killua's hand hovered over Gon's stomach. It wasn't flat anymore. Even though it was only visible because of how tight Gon's shirt was him, the little bulge was there. Something told him to ask, "Can I touch?" As if he knew he needed access through a barrier.

Slowly Gon nodded his head, blinking back more tears, "Of you can. You're the daddy. It's like our princess…" He lifted his shirt up pulling it off of his head. He tossed it to the floor carelessly, "Don't expect much."

Killua's expression softened slightly as his eyes came in contact with Gon's stomach.

The lovely lightly toned nature of it seemed to be gone and faded away. Replaced with a little protruding bulge that sorta looked out of place on Gon's firm muscular figure.

Placing one hand on it carefully, his mind registered, warmth. Killua marveled at how much warmth was coming from such a small part.

'That's because your child is in there.' His thoughts supplied an answer.

Letting his hand rub in a gentle, circular motion, Gon let out a coo of pleasure and Killua continued the caresses.

"Everything I do is for you, two." Killua said absent-mindedly. "You're both all I have left to care about in this world. Well, and Alluka. Alluka is gonna be so happy." Humming to himself in delight that that was his family, growing inside his Gon, his lover. That fact alone made Killua feel strangely giddy.

Gon looked up, his eyes filled with compassion, "Our baby… She'll be cute." He tried his best to change the topic away from sadness.

"She?" Killua challenged as he paused. He seemed to ponder this for a while, "How do you know it's a girl?"

"I don't. I just want a girl. I don't mind gender though, it's all a spectrum. She can change when she gets older." Gon said pleasantly. It seemed that this was the only thing that calmed him. "Mostly I want a cis girl so I can name her Pegasus."

"Hold up, where did that name come from?"

"It's going to be Pegy for short."

"P-e-g-g-y?"

"Yeah or P-e-g-y."

"Is there a real difference?"

"Other than spelling? No.. not really. I just want to be that parent who is REALLY EXTRA."

Killua found a smile replacing the tears on his face as he laughed brightly, "Of course you do! You're my sunshine!" He rubbed Gon's stomach humming, "Who's gonna give birth to someone beautiful."

"Yep! Imagine what an important feat for science this is becoming! The sun and moon having a child together~!" Gon chirped out bragging, "It has to be Venus."

Killua nodded in approval, "Goddess of beauty and love? I approve." He pressed a kiss on the bulge of Gon's stomach. At the part where the skin seemed weirdly stretched out he traced over the marks with his lips encouraging, "Our baby was created out of our love so it seems fitting."

Gon couldn't help but laugh at the warm wet sensation of Killua's tongue touching his tan skin. It made him squirm around, "Haha! Ha, K i..iillua!"

Killua grinned at Gon cheekily. "What? You have body art, now. Let me admire it." He gave one final kiss on Gon's belly button. "And our princess."

Gon's brown eyes met blue lustfully as he informed him sharply, "Love is something they can never take away from us. No matter how bad things get, there is nothing I need more than you remaining by my side." He placed his hand on top of Killua's preaching, "Getting married is mixing your life with another person's. That's what I want from you."

Killua already knew there was truth behind everything that Gon was saying, but deep down he was scared too. He wouldn't admit this fear to himself or anyone else but it was the truth. He was scared of going back to his family in shame of getting his ass murdered. He was worried about him and Gon being called out when they went into public.

"I just want to get married, too." Killua promoted eagerly. He rubbed Gon's stomach a bit more. "And we'll do it. We'll get someone.. we'll make a way. I'll even buy you a big fancy wedding ring."

All Killua wanted was to be happy with Gon and their soon to be born child. Killua just wanted to live a normal life. He wanted to put food on the table and come home to a loving family.

"I do. I want a simple courthouse wedding. I don't really want anyone else, there…not right now." Gon took a deep breath. It made his body rise and then fall as he spoke, "I love my friends. But I wanna be with just you right now. It's probably better our princess too."

Killua nodded his head in agreement. He knew that if Gon was any better he'd want to throw a large party instead of a wedding. Still Killua was thankful Gon wasn't making him go near people and hastily rush around to make their wedding fancy.

Killua couldn't stress enough how people bothered him. What really utterly got Killua away from liking people wasn't their useless repeating of the same actions over and over again, it was their cruelty. How people enjoyed to judge everything about a person. How people felt it was their responsibility to point out every flaw they saw. That is what drove Killua to brim of insanity. Why speak about someone as if their lifestyle somehow affects them?

He pulled his lips from on top of Gon's swelling stomach mumbling, "We need to teach our kid ABC's and learn their name, soon as they can hear. No dumbass is gonna be bred from my genes. I only breed champions."

Then he decided to press his face to Gon's stomach. Killua was about to say, "You have to be smart. Don't make a fool out of yourself. Don't be like me." Only the words never crossed his mouth.

Gon stood up feeling the need to stretch and touch his toes. He wiggled them as if trying to shake the burden off his heart. Murmuring, "I guess so.. Education is important." He paused, "I hope school doesn't stress her out. School makes my head hurt."

"Does it make you unhappy?"

"Umm.. sometimes."

"Don't go there then." The white haired male declared, "Baby boy, I want you to be happy." He tried to grow the small smile on his tear streaked face, "You happy makes me happy." Killua muttered catching a reflection of his somber face in the TV.

He really looked torn apart and broken from within. When was the last time that Killua had cried? The last time Killua shed a tear for anyone?

Only Gon could get Killua to be a sobbing desperate wreck like this.

Wiping the tears from his eyes, Killua tried to look as strong as he sounded. "I mean, we're gonna be parents now, so that's a good happy thing."

Gon stood up straight, "Yeah." He sniffled, "Our little girl doesn't deserve our problems, I want her to be the happiest purest person alive."

The voices in Gon's reminded him, "Because it's not too late for her. She can still be an angel. LONG AS YOU DON'T CORRUPT HER."

Gon began nudging Killua repeatedly urging a subject change, "Do you wanna see the pictures I took for my Aunt?"

"I'm sure they're really good." Killua verbally applauded his eyes still looking at the TV showing his lack of care for the subject. He lazily reached out to pull Gon in for a kiss, but the smaller boy took a few steps back.

"If you cannot appreciate it, then you don't get any sugar." Gon huffed bitterly. "Don't even ask when we go to the party."

Letting out a grunt Killua asked, "What party?"

"The Hunter's party, duh." Gon fired off rolling his eyes.

"I thought we were staying in our hotel room to hide from," Killua drew air quotations, "You know who and you know what."

"Yeah, but I started thinking about if Ging is there or not. I need to see him again."

"Why? I SAID, He sucks."

"Ging is your father-in-law!"

"That doesn't change the fact he sucks."

"STILL." Gon's voice was raised up higher now. He made it clear he had something important to say, "I need to find and tell him about Aunt Mito. I haven't been able to contact him in a while. Plus, he is about to be a Grandfather."

"GREAT! NOW HE CAN BE THE WORSE ONE OF THOSE TOO!" Killua gave a sarcastic cheer.

Gon rolled his eyes carelessly, "Will you just help me find, Ging? Come to this party with me and everything will work out." Then he flashed a quick playful grin to Killua, "If you do this, I might be able to forgive you not wanting to look at my pictures."

Cutting his eyes Killua screwed up an eyebrow challenging, "How the heck are you figuring this? Those two things shouldn't correspond in any way!"

"Because I said they do. So obviously they fucking do."

"Just like I obviously fucking care about your fucking pictures. But I cannot fucking look at them fucking now."

"If you think using the word fucking is going to be the adjective to help your case then you're fucking wrong."

Killua let out a brief snort as his eyes darted up to meet brown. Gon had a pretty grin on his face, that made him blush a bit. Both boys seem to be holding back a burst of laughter after looking at each other. It was sorta like when ya look at your best friend and then suddenly you both can't control the storm of laughter coming next. That's basically what Gon and Killua were trying their best to do.

"Gon." Killua barely managed to squeak out. He had a smile implanted on his face, as he crept his hand up to place it on Gon's ass.

Gon was the first to cave into a fit of giggles as he felt Killua pull him into a warm hug on the bed.

Killua basically wrapping his body around Gon as he pulled him downwards into the pillow top bed. Together they both sink backwards into the Egyptian cotton linens, creating almost a ripple in the water effect. Gon squirmed a tad, still enjoying the protection of Killua's arms. It gave him a calm feeling of protection. That no matter what happens it wouldn't matter because Killua would be right there for him. Gosh—Gon loved Killua more than anything.

Killua affectionately rubbed his face in the crook of Gon's neck teasing him, "Remember I told you, we'd finish up our antics on the plane in here." His soft lips ran over Gon's collarbone as he pleaded, "Stop playing around and let me ravish my sweet chocolate bar."

Gon threw his arms on the taller male on top of him. He dropped his phone somewhere in the bed and didn't bother to search for it since he'd rather screw around with his lover than take pictures any day. With a sly smirk he bucked his hips upwards, "On a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about ruining hotel sheets?"

Feeling as if his heart was about to burst from his chest, Killua chuckled at such a proposal. So he decided to correct, "I'd say a six. Since I don't plan to do anything too wild."

Gon pulled in Killua towards himself, offering zero amount of room for any moment from him—expecting Killua to feel comfortable. Gon ran his fingers down Killua's spine quickly chirping, "You just said my nen would protect the baby. What's the holdup?"

Determination pinching at his brow, Killua straddled Gon's hips, pinning him down with his weight. Gently informing him, "I never heard of no such thing."

Gon let out a noise, a mix of a groan and a huff, letting himself slide lower onto the sheets. "Uuugghhhh! That's no fun. You should take more risk, Killua. You can be such a stick in the mud sometimes." He whined a bit disappointed.

Cupping both sides of Gon's face, Killua bent over, leaning in to brush his lips against the others. The contact was tentative, almost shy. Lowly Killua whispered in the airy blissful kiss, "I can take risk on any other thing. But when it comes to you and the little one, if I did something stupid… I wouldn't ever forgive myself."