"Easy now." A familiar voice cut in. A hand was placed on Kurapika's shoulder as a few figures came into view. The gang leader smiled a bit as he snapped his fingers sending the spider members inside through the broken window, "We'll take it from here. Well the slaughtering Hisoka part that is." Chrollo crackled amused at his own joke.

"Oh boy. Should have known brats stick together." The police chief spat, motioning at his team to close in on the sight of a more worthy prize. The forced focusing on taking down the infamous Phantom Troupe. Luckily that gave Killua enough time to hustle over to Gon.

The 16 year old whimpering silently to himself as he looked up at his lover with painful brown eyes. It was like all his previous anger had faded and was now replaced with sorrow. "Killua…" He took a low shuttering breath trying to collect himself, "I..I think the police knocked out our connection. Our kids... t-th..eeehey don't trust me to take care of them anymore!"

"Sh..sshhh." Killua tried to silence him, "Yes they do, it's just time for them to come out." He bit his lip nervously not knowing if him and Gon were still on rocky ground. "Can I pick you up? You need to get to a hospital."

Gon nodded weakly, allowing Killua's warm embrace to comfort him from the overwhelming pain going off in his midsection. He groaned, "I didn't think it would be this difficult."

Leorio hustled over, running alongside them. He seemed to sense what was taking place, "You'll be fine, Gon. You're doing well not freaking out."

Kurapika waited at them by the window, helping them get out into the peaceful cricket chirping night sky. The blonde saying, "We came here in Chrollo's car. We can use that to get to the hospital."

"The destroyed one?" Killua asked a tad bit perplexed.

"No, kid. The fuck?" Chrollo snapped at him. The man jumped back out the window himself glaring at Killua harshly, "You think I'm that broke to where I only have one car?" He pulled his set of keys out of his pocket, hitting the button the car's headlights flashed.

It was a nice Audi R8 looking fresh as heck. The slick black design matched the car frame wonderfully.

Killua kept his head low not drawing much attention to the older man. The boy was still bitter over everything as he hissed, "This is why you wanted me to come here, right? Everything you did… for this moment." His broken cloudy blue eyes flashing, "Chrollo."

The man chuckled, "I knew you were a smart one." His earrings bounced mixing in his jet black hair as he leaned over to put an arm over Killua. "Kiddo. In life there are mistakes and the only way to correct them is to annihilate the ones who wronged you."

"You SAID I WOULD BE A BETTER PERSON IF I LISTEN TO YOU!"

"And you ARE! Gon is a better person too. The fault is in others, your parents, the Hunters Association and Hisoka… they're all such terrible people. And it's our job as The Phantom Troupe to rid the world of trash like that."

Killua stared down at the road unable to meet Chrollo in the eyes. There was still so much for him to learn, so much about life for him to comprehend and yet…

"Hehe!" Killua couldn't help but laugh, amused to his funny bone over the whole ordeal. This was pathetic, he was pathetic. There was nothing left to be said but the burden resting in his heart. Killua mumbled, "Always have been always will be. Heh, If being a rebel means cleansing the world I'll follow you till the ends of the earth. In the name of justice and protection of my family."

"Ya see, that's what's wrong with you Killua. You're a bad guy but you're also a good guy and that's the worst possible way to be." Chrollo smirked a bit. "People like that keep on losing."

"I don't think so." Kurapika objected. The blonde seemed pissed at Killua for following after Chrollo yet at the same time a twitch of admiration. "I know what I'm saying won't change your mind, but isn't that the same thing you do.." His eyes darted over to Chrollo as he growled, "Asshole."

"Guilty as charged." Chrollo confessed throwing his hands up innocently, "So now, Kurapika here I am. I'm right before you, you could kill me." It was a slick offer, a devious one because his smirk grew, "But you know that really makes no difference now does it?"

Holding back an outburst, Kurapika looked at Gon. His shoulders sagged weakly, finding the world mocking his own cowardice. The blonde knew of the darkness growing within Gon and flames of insanity burning bright. No denial would come on his part of his upsetting mental state.

Gon was helplessly whimpering, and he had his trust placed in all of them right now. Kurapika wasn't about to let him down.

"I said Gon wasn't ready to be a mom. He was too young, too immature, and all you did was prey and take advantage of that." Kurapika snapped, his eyebrows knitting up. "I don't believe you discovered charity in this late date." Boldy he pointed his chains at Chrollo's chest, "You've done all you can to spite me. And you can claim this victory, because you used them to your advantage."

Chrollo couldn't help but nod, he loved when a perfect plan came together. He really did. Wise on his part of course, the brilliance of all this fell on his accord.

Clapping his hands together he applauded, "This is far too kind for my gangster soul really." He clicked his tongue, "Too sugary." Carelessly he tossed his key ring to Killua. "So I'll make my exit but take my condolences."

Killua's eyes widened slightly, "A pair of keys to your car?" Fumbling with catching them a bit trying to still keep Gon in his arms. He was baffled, "You're gonna let me drive, Gon to the hospital!"

"Yeah along with the keys to all my secrets."

"I thought you said you didn't want us to have it?"

"Well someone has to take over my gang when I'm gone." Chrollo gave a little wink. Taking off his fur coat he delicately draped it over Gon's trembling body. Promoting, "You'll need this more than I do kid. Keep it warm for me." Chrollo flipped his hair up as he flexed his muscles. "When the time comes tell the world my story."

Gon groaned weakly nodding his head, "I'll tell of your legacy." The discomfort in his belly was getting worse but he felt like he was in no position to complain. He let his head fall back as Killua gracefully carried him to the car, watching the man was walk away throw up a friendly thumbs up. Almost as if saying, "That's the spirit kid." A destructive furious spirit at that, but it was better than just standing around and doing nothing.

Carefully Gon allowed Killua to lay him in the backseat of the car. The boy was still trembling slightly, so Leorio slid in beside him.

"Let me drive." Kurapika said sharply, jumping in the front seat.

At first Killua was so surprised he almost banged his head on the roof of the car. "But Chrollo gave me the keys!"

"You don't even have a drivers licenses!" Kurapika rebuked, holding out his hand. "Plus you need to be back there with Gon anyway. Ya know, that boyfriend moral support energy." Saying that must have encouraged Killua to give it up, because he tossed Kurapika the keys. He jumped in the back, settling in he lifted Gon's head to rest upwards in his lap.

Kurapika started up the car, and threw it into gear as he put the pedal to the metal. At the sheer force, Gon yelped. "Kurapika! Holy heck!"

"You wanna get to the hospital of not, Gon?" Kurapika pressured, spinning the wheel hastily to turn on the mainroad. Mashing the gas harder sent them speeding past cars.

"Ahhh!" Gon let out a slight cry, feeling more discomfort. "Yes! I….fuck this really hurts." He felt an awful cramping in his gut, his back began to ache and his muscles seemed to spasm in small bursts.

"Should have listened to me." Leorio said in a matter-of-fact voice. The doctor was still being rather resourceful despite being ignored for so long. He pushed up his glasses and went into hero mode. "Now, Gon you have to breath. And try not to push, not yet okay?"

"If you didn't fucking breath, you would be fucking dead!" The voices in Gon's head snarled, rather aggressively.

All Gon could do was whimper as he nodded, rubbing his head against Killua's arm. His breathing was quick and shallow, as he gazed at his friends with glossy brown eyes.

Delicately Killua kissed Gon's forehead, "It's going to be alright sweetheart. You'll be fine. You're brave and beautiful right now." He placed his thumb to rub comforting circles on the apple of his lover's cheek.

Gon fought back a scream. It was terrifying to know that for some people labor took hours. Gon was not about to be one of those people—this was too much.

"Killua! Killua! If..when we get there…? Te-tell. I need!" The boy scrambled to find words as blood rushed out a place where he wished it really hadn't. Gon shuttered at the absurd sensation and yelped a bit as tears pricked his eyes. Frantically he concluded, "C-section! C-section! Oh God! Pleeeeeeaaaaasseeeee!"

"Okay!" Killua confirmed. He ignored the pool of blood that was staining the seats of his new car now. He was doing his best to pretend a good cleaning would wipe away this scar implanted in his memory.

"Kurapika, gas it harder. Gon's water just broke." Leorio commanded. He flinched when Gon let a raw screech escape from his mouth.

The pressure of contractions was making Gon's insides ache. But he couldn't push, Leorio told him NO PUSHING.

"But you know you want to! You want to get them put as soon as possible. Silly, Gon. Silly for forgetting you're still a boy and your body was not made for delivering life." The voices chanted out like a choir. "Gon has gone so far from home. Desperate to escape other people, reality and the truth."

The speed of the car increased, and Gon felt Killua grab his hand. The taller boy uttering, "You're burning up." He quickly rolled a window down.

A heavy gust of wind provided a quick relief down every bone in Gon's body as the thin t-shirt threatened to leave him bare. He mouthed the words, "Thank you." It was sad that he was unable to form sounds other than cries at this point.

"Hydration." Leorio reminded, he reached into the pregnancy emergency bag on the floor. The man's black locks blew wildly as pulled out a bottle of water.

Killua's pale finger tapped on Gon's chin, signaling for him to open wide. Helplessly, all Gon could do was hold his head up as Leorio gently tilted the open bottle to pink lips. Gon's adam's apple bobbled as he sucked the liquid down to cool his hot flashes.

"We're almost there." Kurapika informed them, blowing past a meaningless red light. He swerved in the car ignoring all the angry horns honking behind him. His eyes stole a glance through the front mirror, to see them huddled around Gon in the back. "Next turn."

"You should be fucking thankful! You really should. You have people who would do anything for you—people who HAVE done any and everything for you." The voices in Gon's head reminded him. "You hurt them again and again. But they have never ending love for you."

Stunningly despite all the rudeness there was truth in the voices.

Allowing his eyes to finally flutter shut, his spirits boosted in hopes even knowing that the past couldn't be changed and all was said and done, Gon felt peace cradle him. Gon knew that he couldn't rest when there was stuff to prepare for, but for some reason closing his eyes reminded him of home.

Home was with: Killua, Leorio, Kurapika, Aunt Mito and all his other friends.

Home was filled with: joy, suffering, learning, happiness, and passionate love.

Home was were Gon's deepest scars lingered—even despite society trying to cast him where they thought his part is.

Home was… no Home is anywhere that Gon felt safe.

Hospitals smelled like an unholy marriage of bleach and medicine. Or maybe it only smelled like that because of all the drugs that the nurses shot Gon up with. The 16 year old was high as heaven above; it felt like he'd died and gone to it.

There was shouting and scrambling around. At some point Killua had flaked out and let go of Gon's hand since gross stuff was not his fancy. Kurapika had stayed with him every step of the way. The blonde whispering words of encouragement as time passed.

Gon had no clue if he blacked out or what. Everything was too foggy and his brain couldn't connect the dots of everything rushing around him. All he knew was there was random burst of claps, spontaneous crying after a loud cheer.

"Congratulations! You did it, Gon. You did it!" Kurapika encouraged as he rubbed the younger boy's shoulder. "You're a mother now."

A weak smile crawled on Gon's face, he gripped the ends of the hospital bed. He couldn't find his voice in the moment, but his eyes managed to find his offspring. Tiny little humans, squirming in the cloth they were wrapped in. Loud crying escaping their small lips, it was incredible how something so small could yell so powerfully.

It really was lovely, a bit gross and really bloody but lovely all the same.

Leorio was holding one, he was rocking the small baby so delicately. The baby was wailing, face all red with anger probably wondering, 'what happened and were am I?'

In an instant, Gon wanted to reassure his child that, they were home. He meekly held his hands out.

Kurapika took two of the triplets and instructed Gon, "Hold your arms like this." He motioned to how he was carrying them.

Steadily the 16 year old gave a nod, as he felt the new warmth of fresh life encase his grip. A tiny hand balled up in a tight fist reached upwards, slowly unraveling fingers. Gon marveled at the moment, as he looked at his precious little ones.

One of the baby's cries dropped to sniffles as Gon murmured, "I have been waiting to hold you all for a long time." His voice sounding like his throat was sore and dry, probably from the screaming. He gave a kiss on both his kid's cheeks.

Glossy blue eyes blinked unsurely, a lost look lingering. The baby didn't understand but began babbling, stretching its other hand upwards. Kurapika dropped his fingers down and let a small hand wrap around it.

The blonde smiled at the sensation, as he turned to Gon complimenting. "They're cute. But they're so little and frail…" He dropped another one of his fingers down, the chains rattling a bit. At the new sound, the baby giggled, trying to stretch and mess with the silver trinket.

Their sibling squirmed uneasily as they lowered their cries. All wrapped up, perplexed eyes reflected the same brown as their mother.

Gon gave a friendly hum, "Welcome home." He figured people should say, 'Welcome home' instead of 'Welcome to the world.' The world was too much of a dangerous place but here at home, Gon could hold his children close and keep them safe.

A voice that was usually more aggressive and brass, cracked lightly, "Is it over?" Notably, it came from Killua, who stuck his head in with hands over his eyes.

Leorio snorted, "The hitman is afraid of a little blood."

"Ex-assassin." Killua quipped, peeking through his fingers.

The doctor on site gave a little nod, and Gon promoted Killua onwards. Meekly his face pressed against the pillow as he motioned, flipping his disheveled hair. "Hey." Gon croaked out, "Come meet your kids."

A fresh set of tears sprung up in Killua's eyes. A swarm of thoughts filled his head mainly centering around, 'Im a father!' He whimpered a bit as he shakily walked forward. Until tenderly he reached out just barely enough to touch a slick patch of black hair. "It's so soft." Killua whispered.

"Come on don't be scared." Leorio fired off. The man halfway finding amusement in Killua's hesitation. He shifted the child over, holding their head up to usher the small human in Killua's arms.

The 16 year old shifted uncomfortably on his feet, as a soft cooing sounds escaped the baby's mouth. The child in Killua's arms reached out to tug on the wild strands of white hair. A gentle touch reminded Killua of everything as he cried a tad bit harder. "A-Alluka." The name came out his mouth delicately despite all the venom that should have been laced in his tone. All he could do was repeat it over and over. "Alluka. Alluka. Alluka."

Kurapika gave Killua a light nudge, kindly reminding him, "And Kalluto." He pointed at the sweet child refusing to let go of his finger.

Killua sobbed louder, "Little Kalluto!"

The child giggled as Gon raised up the darling on his left. It seemed like he wanted to hold her up like Simba from the Lion King. Happily he added in, "And Pegy." In a sing-song voice.

"Our precious little Pegy!" Killua cried, he took a couple steps closer towards his lover.

Tenderly, Gon reached up to nuzzle Killua's tears. Leorio hovered over them teasingly enjoying the moment. "Awe, Killua. I thought you didn't cry anymore? Big boys don't cry, remember?"

Killua sniffled lightly, "I'm not crying. This me expressing my happiness." He opened up his arms ready to embrace everyone.

"Bring it in." Kurapika said.

They encased each other in a loving squad hug. Pleasantly, Gon closed his eyes, this time in the belief everything would be alright.

"Gon….oh, Gon. My precious nephew." The sounds of low sobs and hot tears falling on his flesh woke Gon back up. A shaky grip clenched around him in a long hug. "I'm sorry. He loved you so much. He really did care."

Stiffly Gon shifted around, the skinny bed not providing much room. The 16 year old came more to his senses at the sight of his Aunt hovering over him. Gruffly he mumbled, "Aunt Mito?" He reached his arms up to hug her back, tears stung as he repeated, "Aunt Mito! Ahh!" Unconsciously he spoke out the greatest fear in his mind, "Am..am I dead?"

Never in Gon's wildest dreams did he think he'd be meeting his aunt here. He was meeting his aunt in the same place he'd once told her goodbye—in the hospital room. Currently his heart was overflowing with glee, bursting with so much love he had to pour it out in his tears.

The woman pulled away slightly, scanning how tore up her nephew's expression. A nervous smile slid on her face as she cradled him, running her fingers through his fluffy black hair. Mito reassuring him, "No. You're not dead."

"You're alive?" Gon said in disbelief. It was hard for him not to believe he was gazing at an angel. Honestly he didn't give a damn about himself anymore, he saw his kids exist safely. There birth marked in the hospital with cameras and a computer plugging in information to print a birth certificate.

"I'm alive and so are you." She seemed so happy by the fact. So enlightened that she gushed, "I love you. I love everything about you. Even when you do stupid things like disobey me."

At the declaration, Gon felt his world slowly begin to spin in reverse. Things didn't add up… "Why are you crying then?"

Mito sniffled, her eyes softening as pity took hold. Pressing her lips together she took a rough breath, "It's Ging."

Just like that Gon felt his heart drop. Stealing a look down at his now flat stomach, he fiddled his fingers. The boy was too afraid to sit up or ask about his father. Fear stole his voice away on the subject all he could do was stare at his grief heavy aunt.

The woman sighed, "I should start from the beginning. You've been knocked out for 4 days." She hunched over, letting her touch drift away from Gon. "I got a call before they operated the c-section. They needed a guardian's approval since you're still a minor. I gave it to them of course and rushed right over."

"But...You were in a coma."

"I WAS in a coma. I woke up after one week. Once I discovered you skipped town with Killua, I kinda put it all together."

Shamefully Gon's eyebrows knitted together. Guilt released from his eyelids as water fell from his face, "I'm sorry. We should have used protection. But it was so spontaneous, I didn't know I didn't think t-"

His words were cut off by Mito informing him, "I'm not mad about Killua being your baby daddy." She rubbed her temples, shaking her head bitterly. "You didn't tell me it was him. I swear you're SO GROUNDED. You're grounded...for..till.. college."

"For, till college?!" Gon gawked in disbelief. "But..."

"FOR TILL COLLEGE! It's what you get for causing a mess. You need to communicate better. Then...maybe…." Closing her eyes she whispered, "This could have all be prevented."

Gon had heard the case of his reckless actions taking control of his fate again. Once more it was like Gon and Killua's destiny was forever set in stone.

Swallowing dryly he tried to ignore the rotten feelings in his gut. Gon felt his bottom lip quiver as new doubts sank into his mind. A wave of panic washed over him. Desperately he shouted, "Wh-w..where are they?"

"Who…?" Mito responded with a troubled look on her face.

"My...MY KIDS?! WHERE ARE MY KIDS?" Gon shouted unable to control the crack in his volume. Snot dripped from his nose as he whined, "Where is Killua?

"They're fine. They're in the room with all the other newborns. Killua just went to check on them. He's been running back and forth." Mito told him gently, trying to relax her nephew. She didn't want him to strain himself after doing so much.

Despite the relief that washed over Gon, he still felt troubled. "B-but..what did you mean then? Does it have to do with Ging?"

Mito frowned slightly, "Yes. Ging...he has done a terrible thing." Her voice fell as her heart crumbled to pieces, "He killed the Hunter's Chairman. He admitted it soon as I called him up and told him abo-!" More heavy sobs stole her voice away as she found herself unable to articulate real sentences. "You! He. For you. Everything! That complete trash can...loves you, S-sssssso so so muuuuch!"

A slightly headache made Gon close his eyes. The voices in his head were going off like a loud siren, "Only for you Gon. Nothing is stronger than a parent's love for their child. Ging killed for you took the fall for you." He didn't have to ponder much after this because the voices informed him of his Hunter Association knowledge.

"With the death of the Hunter's Chairman, it voids all investigations into you and Killua's criminal activity. You're both free, men."

Automatically Gon's face lit up, "And Killua knows!?"

Responding like a loyal pet coming to their master, Killua opened up the hospital door. He walked in with his white hair bouncing to the extra pep in his step. "Do I know what?"

"Killua!" Gon shot up in bed automatically. He felt so relieved to see Killua not behind bars in a jail cell.

The tall boy was content to his lover awake. Killua hesitated slightly to come over, knowing the delirious haze of child birth had worn off he feared rage. Shyly he crept near his boyfriend. "Gon...How are you?"

Gon's eyebrows mashed together as a lower rumble came from his throat. "I'm fine. Well… not fine. I'm okay." The ends of his lip curved, "You know about Ging."

"The asshole framed me for murder them confessed so…" Killua shrugged it off, "He got me out of handcuffs. Saved my life." A grateful look washed over him. "He allowed me to be with my family."

Gon cut his eyes, "You're not upset? He lied." He spat it out bitter, that Killua didn't show empathy for his old man.

"Kurapika explained everything to me." Killua uttered, his voice grew uneasy. "I honor his efforts. But I don't ask people to take the fall for me. So nobody should have." He took a deep breath as he gnawed on his bottom lip. "You're dad? Ging… the man is real crazy. It sorta made me reflect on…" just like that he stopped changing the subject, "Anyway all this to say, I admire his dedication to protect his family." His sight wavered away from his boyfriend as he said under his breath, "Unlike me. I..I never meant to hurt you."

"Killua…" Gon speculated, "I won't forgive you. But I'm not angry either. Just bothered… annoyed… pissed." He blinked open his eyes staring into eager blue eyes. "Yet family is supposed to do that to you. I did it to Aunt Mito and she still said she loved me. It's just a learning process, tolerating how other's love. To love everyone."

"Gon…" Killua muttered reaching out he delicately cupped the sides of his lover's face. He held him tenderly leaning forward to press their foreheads together, "I'm sorry. I want you to feel safe around me, like you can tell me anything. You don't have to, but I just hope you feel like you can open up your heart to me. Because you can, without judgment. I want to make up for the things you lack. Because you staying by side makes up for things I lack! Just...just... give me more ch-" He choked on the word: chance because deeply a rumble in his heart warned that people like him didn't deserve a chance. Instead he traded out the word for, "Hope. Your smile saved my life...it gives me hope. It soothes my heart and brings an irreplaceable light in my life. So give me more hope."

"Killua..." Gon rewarded him with a life saving grin as his eyes dazzled. He moved his hands to hold onto his wrist. Giving them a light squeeze as he murmured, "I thought about what Kalluto said, about how love is when you lie for somebody." He gently closed the gap between them. Their lips met for a quick second—then Gon spoke again, "However from now on you have to promise, no more lies between us. If we're gonna be partners in crime, we're gonna do this right."

Heck, Gon barely knew about himself, or about what tomorrow would bring. But he did know about him and Killua.

Gracefully pale hands wrapped around tan ones. So Gon decided just to savor this, the moment, seeking protection in the shadows pranking his mind.

If Gon was the sun,

If Killua was the moon,

If their children were the planets,

If they created the world,

Things would be different..

Squeezing their flesh together Killua pressed a quick kiss on the side of Gon's cheek. His hot breath tickling the back of his ears as he whispered, "Things will be different." Heavy optimism was laced in his voice.

Gon nodded in agreement, "It will. For our children. We'll make it better."

This book finished with 9,040 reads! Thanks for the fun. When I made this book I never thought it get so much attention.(ﾉoヮo)ﾉ:･ﾟ*sends online hugs*

I'm not the best at ending stories so the epilogue(s) are some cute moments with the babies and family drama. Those will come out whenever I get inspiration? I might make a new book, next year instead of making an LONG epilogue. (So far the epilogue is 10,345 words and it has more plot about Killua struggling being a father, being a gang banger and taking care of Gon. YeAH!) It just depends... But this is officially the last chapter. Thanks for reading! Thanks for all the reviews! Sending—Lots of love and support!~Mel