Somehow along the way Killua ended up getting stuck carrying the pregnancy emergency bag and Gon. He wasn't sure at what part did Gon suddenly go all, 'fuck it' and demand Killua carry him. But Killua really hoped it was an hour ago at least because his arms were getting tired and the soft pretty words Gon spoke out in his sleep kept making the taller boy's heart explode in euphoria.

Kurapika constantly was reminding them that the exit wasn't that far. The Zoldyck estate didn't take hours to go through. So at some point he assured them, "You're off the property." The only problem was there was NO EXIT at that point.

"All the way down or nothing." Leorio groaned out. Even he was getting tired of the layers of darkness and cement walls for miles and miles. It was dumb hot, and it seemed with every step they took it was only leading them deeper into the dark abyss.

Killua found the silence of the dark more comforting than anything. He liked the idea of it just being them in the bomb shelter. It made him feel safe. Despite the disgusting cobwebs on the wall and the strange sounds that can constantly above their head, rushing water way near them.

Glancing down at peaceful mess in his arms, Killua wiped the drool from Gon's lips with his own. Whispering meekly in the air between them, "Sweetheart, do you want to eat something?"

Foggy eyes cracked to see a friendly face; tan hands reached up to comb through white hair. A murmur of, "A-aaaapple sauce?" Came in a fumbled out reply.

"Can you reach it?"

"Yes."

Gon wiped his eyes before reaching over to dig in the backpack and pull out apple sauce. It was in a small plastic container with the words, 'Motts' on the seal. Skillfully the teen used his nails to crack it open enough to get to its contents. He tipped it towards his mouth to slurp out the deliciousness. Then he paused offering, "You want some?" Raising the remaining in the container up to Killua.

Lazily Killua hanged open his mouth in response, allowing Gon to pour the rest of the chunky syrup content inside. The taller boy licked his lips, smacking them together. It wasn't as good as the food they'd eaten back at the kitchen but it was still something sorta filling.

"Leorio, you want something?" Gon called out groggily.

The doctor as a couple steps ahead of them. He seemed to jump at the sudden mention of his name, bouncing off the walls of the shelter. "Hah! Gon… what the fuck?" Leorio tensed up, shoving his hands in his pockets he shivered, like one of the gaint spiders on the walls attacked him. "You almost scared me!"

"He did scare you!" Killua insisted, chuckling at how frazzled up the man had gotten.

"Haha! Hahahaaa!" Gon started smiling and laughing so hard the babies began to squirm and kick with excitement. At the feeling Gon almost tumbled out Killua's muscular arms.

"Don't freaking break my concentration like that!" Leorio huffed mildly ashamed at how shaken up he was. It was only because it was so spooky in here, this place hadn't been used in years and here they were crawling around on what could be people's graves for all they knew.

"Concentration on what?" Kurapika uttered stating the obvious, "THERE IS NOTHING THERE!"

"It just caught me off guard, okay?"

"Aren't you supposed to be the adult around them?"

"Adult!" Leorio grumbled as if he was unprepared to face this type of responsibility. Even granted with his age he had trouble taking care of his own self. He looked at Kurapika like he'd bumped his head as he pointed out, "How can I? I can't even adult right now!"

"But You should!" Gon chimed in, "Ah! Haha! Adult right, now Leorio." His tone became more dreamy as he pondered aloud, "Tell us what are babies like?"

"Hmm…" The man pushed up his tiny glasses as if diving into deep thought, figuring this information was important since Gon was expecting. He tapped his foot explaining, "Well they're loud. They cry a hell of alot."

"No shit, Sherlock!" Killua spat cutting in. "We know that shit we need facts we can use."

Leorio threw up his hand shouting, "Okay! Smart-ass!" He looked at Killua ensuring that the teen knew that comment was directed at him. Then cleared his throat loudly, "Babies are very needy and can't do stuff for themselves. They don't have teeth so they can only eat mashed up food but newborns drink breast milk."

"I don't have bre-ouch!" Gon winced, tensing up as he looked at his midsection.

"No more room in here." The voices mumbled, "They're in desperate battle for space." Strangely the voices had grown awfully dull without any good insecurities for them to pick at. The best they could do was torment Gon to no end about his kids.

"Are they punching or kicking?" Killua wondered aloud.

"Hah, both. The lil ones," Gon started to rub his midsection attempting to calm his offspring. He babbled, "when I was sleep I felt em moving around, so I thought if I ate they might chill out."

Leorio clicked his tongue in understanding, "They just want some attention then." Like a true medical professional he recited the book, "Mommy and baby bonding time is very important."

"Bonding?" Gon uttered out trying to piece together all the action times they shared. He drummed his hand on his bump, "We did a lot of that. I talk to them too!"

"Oh?" Leorio hummed interest in where this was going.

"We went to Chuck E. Cheese, the Hunter's party, skating, the mall an-"

"Gon! You were pregnant skating?"

"What? I was trained to be a Hunter. A few bumps and drops won't hurt us. Ya just saw it, my kids were fine aside from being a bit underweight."

"Honestly... I don't know how ya do it."

"I do." Killua confirmed looking at his lover. "Gon is a drop of sunshine." He gave a slick smile, as he nuzzled their noses together. "He saves everyone, because the sun loves everything it shine upon."

There came almost a insister laugh from Kurapika, "Hehe." He wheezed a bit before a shadow crossed his face. "Not really. Gon has left a mess of the Hunter's Association. If your parents weren't so surprisingly evil, I'd recommend you stay there."

"Is it that bad?" Gon whimpered fearfully, "I mean, I don't regret it. But-"

"Keep your head low...if you wanna keep your head." Kurapika suggested then he paused, "Or.. I can just meet you guys were the bomb shelter lets out."

"Yeah, babe.. But we don't know where it lets out." Leorio grumbled scratching his head, "This thing might go on for a while, we did pass a lot of turns where the tunnel split. We always choose the one going upwards."

"Damn, you're right." Kurapika said. The blonde seemed to be shifting some stuff around as he left the view of the camera. His voice came across muffled as he declared, "Guess.. I'm-_- _- gonna ha-_-_ drastic measure-eerrsss then. Time to fi-_- _gang."

"What? Kurapika!" Leorio raised his phone upwards growing panicked, "Your words are breaking up!"

Kurapika returned to the view of the camera. A newly formed determined look on his face, "Ya'll just keep on walking." The sounds of his chains rattling were heard as he rose to his feet, "I'll go do my part. I'll wait for you."

The walking carried on for a few more hours until Leorio pointed up the dimming phone screen light to a the rusted door. The door was only a few feet away which is what immediately all of them took off running to.

Killua narrowed his eyes. Lowly murmuring, "Is this the exit?" There was weeds vigorous laced in other bugs swarming in them.

Leorio placed his hand on the handle cautiously, "Yeah." He spoke gruffly, "This has to be it."

For a brief moment all their eyes met each other, then slowly found their way to look back at the door. The command for, 'open it.' was very clear so that's what Leorio did. It took a little elbow grease and a few kicks but the door swung open to reveal an unexpected sight.

"What the shit?!" Gon threw his hands up in protest, "There is no way we actually walked this damn far!"

What he happened to be referring to was the luxtry bar it appeared that they stumbled into. The wild place had lottery machines with people drinking and celebrating. None of them even seemed to notice over the loud music that two underaged kids had slipped through a secret trap door in the wall.

Leorio closed the door as loudly as it had been opened and not a single soul jumped up in surprise. This set the doctor man on edge as he murmured, "Hold on… Something's not right here."

Killua set Gon down on his feet so he could stretch. "We need to investigate."

Leorio pulled out his phone, "I'll try to call, Kurapika."

Wiping some dirt from his brow, Killua sniffled as he regrained adjustment to air above ground. Darting his eyes around to observe a bit and ensure that they were actually this far away from his house. Blue orbs landed on a person resting between a threshold, "Let's ask them."

Gon gave a nod. Then grabbed Killua's hand to guide him past the crowds of people. Based off everyone outfits they appeared to be actually correctly dressed for the occasion. Chrollo was right once again about wearing a suit and tie. It can make one look snazzy and prepare them for anything.

They slipped past a waitress and a few too happy drunks, avoiding the haze and the champinge as they navigated through to reach the person who seemed to be able to assist them. Upon taking notice of them the person screwed up an eyebrow.

"Are you even legally allowed in here?" They challenged, tipping their hat up curiously.

"Probably not." Gon muttered nervously, "But we would like to know where, here is?"

The person let out a light laugh, "How do you get in this place without knowing where it is?" They grinned a bit as if Gon had told them the best joke ever, "You're funny, kiddo. It's so rich..! Two kids wandering in the bar of fools and not knowing how they got here!"

Gon's brown eyes widened as they dashed side to side anxiously, "Haha..haha?" He looked up at Killua who seemed to be fake laughing right along with him.

Only Killua's face turned grim as he started to pull Gon away from the them. He gave a little wave muttering, "Haha! Yeah thanks.." His pale hand tightened around Gon's as they made their way around some more people. The taller 16 year old beginning to explain, "This is the place that Chrollo wanted me to go and investigate Hisoka at. He needed me to do it because only assassins are allowed inside here."

"Since when is Hisoka an assassin?"

"I don't know these details, Gon! I just said that because it makes sense to why the bomb shelter has an exit this way. That's all I'm sayin."

"So your parents know about this exit?"

"Maybe…? But remember we passed tons of various other routes that we could have taken so.. The odds of them knowing we went here are pretty medium."

Gon's face twisted into one of absolute confusement, "You can't describe odds as medium. I'm pretty sure that's not even proper statistics!" He undid their hands and started counting on his fingers, then after a few seconds he choose to screw the math. Declaring, "We have to get the hell out of he-"

"Hello, little brother." Illumi gave a light grin, stepping out of the shadows. Like a little lap-dog there hisoka was by his side grinning like the foolish clown he was. "I'm not really shocked to see you here. It took you long enough. Mother and Father had me here."

"NO NO NO NO NO NO." Came the rapid chant of voices in Gon's head supplying him a tragic inner monologue.

Illumi placed a hand on Killua's shoulder giving it a rough painful squeeze. Demonically his voice snapped, "keeping me waiting isn't very nice."

Killua cringed a bit, as he slapped Illumi away from him. The boy ready to throw down and fight as he bared his teeth. He snarled, "What you think I'm just gonna let you peacefully drag me back to that hell? No, I bring the storm, I bring chaos and your imminent destruction. YOU MADE A MISTAKE."

Illumi titled his head as if unphased by such a threat. His long black hair fell to the side as his despair leaking black eyes sliced all the tension in the air. Calmly he spoke, "Killua, can we ever just have a normal conversation?"

"MMmm?" Hisoka reached out one of his long fingers to gently cup Gon's angrily faced. The man muttering softly, "Yeah.. we just wanna have a talk about our little ripe fruit here." He massaged Gon's jaw roughly, with a satisfying smirk resting on his lips.

"He's not our, anything!" Killua growled, he lurched at Hisoka trying to buck at him. But Illumi held him back defyingly, making the 16 year old squirm as he complained, "Let Gon go! He's his own strong independent person!"

"Oh really? He's independent..? You think that? But you still make decisions for him."

"No." Gon barked out, "We come to agreements as a team." He cut his eyes up at Hisoka as if it was a challenge.

"I see…" Illumi cut in. He stole a malicious look at his little brother taunting, "So you agreed to have your records erased?"

At the sound of that statement, Killua's eyes were blown. His face turned ghostly pale as he swore the words that lurked in Illumi's eyes when they met blue were, "checkmate."

The strong grip Gon had on his water faltered as he choked out, "What?"

Killua quickly tried to over talk his brother, "Gon, listen.. Beautiful."

Illumi was louder and way more proud to spill the beans, "When Killua went on his last mission a few months ago. He cleared your records from the Hunter's database. He is the reason your existence as a person had came to as stunning hault."

Gon's eyes stole a look at his lover. His jaw that Hisoka was still resting his fingers on started to tremble, "Killua..Is that true..?" All of his never ending trust seemed to evaporate into the air as for some reason his world started to shake around him.

Hisoka's eyebrows arched almost playing fake concerned as he whispered, "Oh no...You didn't know about that?" he let out a cruel chuckle, "Oh..oh.. Poor little ripe fruit."

"Gon! Don't you see…" Killua's voice cracked full of desperateness. He was trying to grab on to anything to make his love understand that it didn't matter what happened then. THIS WAS NOW. That should be all that mattered. So he began to babble, "They're bringing up the past. They.. they wanna bring up the past to split us apart. If they split us apart then, then they win! We can't let them. We have to keep our family together." Bringing his hand up he brushed some of Gon's sweaty black hair from his face, "You said our love is so-"

"I have tapes!" Illumi chirped out. He deliberately cut his little brother off. "I took a recording of Killua at the hunter's base. He always does it. He does it to clear his trail!"

"No! No! This wasn't for me." Killua said trying not to paint the picture of his selfishness. "This.. it.. For… us! Remember? Everything I do is for you.. For our family!" The white haired male swallowed nervously he could tell just from the shadows on Gon's face that he didn't believe it one bit.

Hot tears started to swell up in Gon's eyes as a rotten feeling sank in his gut at Killua's abstract bewilderment. Suddenly the voices flared back up, "He knew about it all this time. He knew about how you were suffering over not being a real person! Even when you told him about it.. He never said anything about him doing it! He knew he WAS GUILTY THE WHOLE TIME. HE PLAYED YOU THE WHOLE TIME!"

"Go-"

"Don't!" Gon screamed loudly, "I don't wanna hear it! I wanna hear the truth, Killua. If you really love me and…" He placed his hand on his tightening stomach, "Our children... then we deserve the truth, right?"

Killua swallowed dryly a lump forming in his throat as he numbly started at Gon's somber face. He could lie. But if he lied then the video recording would out him. Especially since Illumi was the only one with Killua on his mission that day, there was a high chance that he was recorded. Plus Killua had sworn away lying. Alluka and Kalluto had died because of his lies and Killua couldn't bare to lose Gon as well.

Anyone but Gon.

"I'm sorry." Killua whispered barely able to be heard over the loud music. "I'm so sorry, Gon." He tucked his head down letting his white hair fall over his glossy shameful blue eyes.

A very loud breath was taken by Gon, as he inhaled and exhaled sharply. "That's what I thought." He pulled his hand away from Killua bitterly.

Those words coming from Gon hurt more than any kick or punch Killua had ever received.

The 16 year old twitched uncomfortably as he felt Gon's touch leave him. Gon's presence drawing farther and farther away from him. There was like a new wall put up between them, like they didn't even know each other anymore. It made Killua's heartthrob uncontrollably as he began to plead, "Gon, wait! Please, not here.. Not like this...or.. Or over this. Let's just never break up!"

Grinding his teeth together, Gon couldn't even bring himself to face Killua again. Grimly the pregnant boy kept walking as tears rolled down his face. "Next time, ask to marry a person whose heart you aren't gonna break."

"GON!" Killua desperately grabbed the back of the boy's shirt pleading, "Listen! Listen! I CHANGED! I'm a changed man now! You know it. That mistake was in the past, baby boy. All should be forgiven. Think of all the shit we've been through! It changed me. You set loose all that loving kind shit in my heart." He spun the pregnant boy around, viciously mashing their lips together. Each kiss he spoke in between, "Did I ever tell you, I love you more than words can express? I can't ever imagine even loving you less."

Gon cringed up feeling a familiar touch of lips meeting each other, it didn't break his stern facial expression, nor shatter any hostility in the air. Instead Gon gave Killua a light push back. Firing off, "The day you, KILLUA ZOLDYCK, and I, GON FREECSS, ev- "

"Target's confirmed." A police radio voice broke through with a crackle, "FIRE!"

Under those words the whole mood of the bar switched out, guns were drawn and tables were flipped as bullets went whizzing through the air. Gon didn't know what happened really- how suddenly chaos corrupted the mood. All the hostility inside him flipped to terror, as an officer grabbed him roughly.

The police snapping Gon's head back snarling, "You're gonna go away for a long time."

"Away. Away from your family~! Away from everyone you loved!" The voices mocked as Gon was swung to ground viciously, a swarm of cops wasting no time surrounding him.

The 16 year old tussled back barking, "Hey! Hey you can't do me, like this!" He struggled to wiggle away as he found himself being thrown in handcuffs. The sharp metal cut into the sides of his wrist as Gon hissed, "I want MY RIGHTS READ TO ME!"

"Hehehee.." A gun was locked and loaded, the head of it pressed firmly to Gon's brain. Hisoka smiled cruelly as he kneeled down to apologize, "Sorry, ripe fruit. But where you're going you don't need to know your rights." Snapping his fingers he backed up barking, "Alright. I want an easy execution. Gon's head is mine to keep once it's blown off, Illumi promised."

Leorio was yelling something at an officer who was steadily holding the old man back from knocking the shit out of everyone on the police force.

"What the hell?" Killua screeched ducking in fear of being shot, "You called the police to kill Gon?" His tone was rough and almost a bit broken.

The police chief was barking commands, "Don't move! Don't move! You do anything we will aim to kill!"

"Isn't that illegal?" Killua sneered, his face eating the dirt on the floor.

"DEAD PEOPLE TELL NOTHING. AND WE'RE NOT PAID TO ACT LEGALLY, WE'RE LAW ENFORCEMENT!" The chief laughed cruelly, as Ilumi slipped money in his back pocket.

"Haha!" Illumi's twisted laughter filled Killua's ears in slurs, "One step ahead. Little bro. ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD! The sad thing was.. I didn't even have a recording." Illumi confessed. "You got played in your own finesse game." He leaned inwards intimidatingly, "If you would have only lied one more time. YOU COULD HAVE KEPT GON BY YOUR SIDE; NO ONE COULD HAVE DIED!"

That fact slapped Killua verbally, automatic his blood boiled with rage. "Damn you bastards!"

There Killua was helpless—watching everything he worked for crumble. The cold floor pressed on his back and the air conditioning blowing in his white hair. All Killua could do was blink upwards at the crazy light show of death over-head. Somehow Killua figured that the bar fit the people who came in here.

They were all fools, weren't they?

Everyone.

Everything.

Fools in this game called "life."

Gon threw his hands up loud sobs escaping his lips, "Please! Spare my kids all they did was live! Just let me...let me die after I give birth!" His voice cracked as he cried at the top of his lungs, "PLEASE!?" All the tears flowing down his face made staying still hard enough especially being so huge. All the pressure on his belly couldn't be good, and the sudden stinging pains went warning signs off in his brain. Instantly he repeated, "After I give birth! After! AFTER!" He ushered over and over again trying to drill the message into their skulls that something was going on with him right now.

"Yeah, right! You know how many people use that lame, 'Im going into labor' excuse?" A cop mocked as his hold on the gun remained unwavering. Then a dark smirk crawled over his face as he commanded a subordinate, "Hey come over here and kick him, right in the stomach."

"Please no-nonono! PLEASE NO!" Gon gawked out as he saw a large boot heading toward his already throbbing midsection.

"Get your hands off him!" Killua bellowed sending a thunderclap of lightning over in that direction. The electricity zapped all around his body as he snarled, "Back away! Can't you see, he's in pain! Leorio's a doctor let him help!"

"We have other ways of numbing pain around here boy!" A grizzly like man smirked maliciously, yet before he could pull the gun trigger very loud pops shot through the air.

The bullets coming from outside landed directly in the grizzly man's heart sending the giant man tumbling to the ground like an oak tree. All eyes followed the path outside the broken window, to see the face of a determined blonde. Gray eyes blazing like smoke from a fire, focusing down the barrel of the gun. His lips curled up sinisterly, "I WILL NEVER let anyone massacre my family again." Kurapika waved the gun around without hesitation demanding, "So who the fuck is next?"