The first trip went rather well. Hisoka had managed to make it down the hotel floors and into the lobby. It was early in the morning and not many guests were up yet. The occasional staff member would walk by them and Hisoka would watch them wearily. Not of them had nen ability and this seemed to be the only reason the magician wasn't cowering, thou he was on edge.
"See that wasn't so bad. You did great. We made it all the way down" Gon encouraged.
"Maybe next time we can take the elevator," Killua said a tone halfway between annoyed and bored.
"Baby steps" Hisoka reminded.
Gon was lead him threw the lobby and was about to pass the front door when Hisoka suddenly stopped. At the entrance, they had a clear view of the outside world.
The sun was shining brightly and the leaves were an array of crimson, gold, and hazel hues. Atum had begun and the wind was just cold enough to be refreshing on such a heated day. This usually lovely sight seemed to bring out Hisoka's anxiety. Gon wasn't sure what Hisoka was seeing but it was frightening enough to stop him in his tracks.
Hisoka took a step back. He was about to dash back to his room when tiny fingers wrapped themselves around his free hand.
"Come on you big baby. It's not that bad." Killua blushed slightly and tugged gently on the magician's hand. "We never mention this to anybody," grumbled the Zoldyck.
Seeing these two boys genuinely try to help him brought Hisoka a type of joy he wasn't familiar with. It wasn't like the joy he got from fighting or the heated pleasure he archived with his adult activities. This feeling was warm and in a sense more pure and clean.
He didn't want to disappoint them and this feeling was enough to push down his fear. Hisoka let them lead him outside.
...
A month had past and Hisoka was slowly making process. He was able to watch the cooking channel. Thou, whenever the chief used a knife it felt more like he was watching a horror movie.
Taking walks had now become a daily ritual for the trio. With both Killua's and Gon's help, Hisoka was able to venture outside. Each time he would make it a little further than the previous time. The boys' encouragement was a huge help. Especially Gon, he was never angry when Hisoka had a panic attack, even when he drew a crowd, he never pushed Hisoka to do more than what he was comfortable with. Gon was patient and kind with him.
While Killua was visiting his sister Gon and Hisoka decided to visit the ice cream shop down the block from the hotel. Well, Gon decided, Hisoka followed because he didn't want to be left alone.
"So, how have things been with your father been?" Hisoka asked. Gon had told him all about his journey with the Ants and how he found his father. He was proud of how strong Gon had become, even if he had to rebuild his nen from scratch.
"He's doing fine. He planning on visiting the black continent soon. Due to political reasons the departure date got pushed back. They are still working things out with the government."
"You don't want to go with him?" Hisoka twirled his thumbs nervously. Gon had helped him so much. Both him and Killua had become a kind of security blanket. The thought of them leaving him alone scared him.
"If I still had my nen I would go but as I am now, Id just get in the way," he said with no sadness, just acceptance.
Hisoka visibly relaxed. "Gon you will get your nen back and you will be strong again. Even stronger than you were before."
Gon smiled. "Thanks, I needed to hear that."
Hisoka's phone suddenly beeped. He had received a notification from the Heaven's Arena.
"What does it say?" Gon asked, noticing how Hisoka tensed up.
Hisoka swallowed hard. "Iv received a challenge."
"You don't have to accept it. Baby steps."
"It's not that... I wish... This isn't fair." Hisoka threw his ice cream on the floor. Angrily he stomped out the store. Gon quickly apologized to the waiter and followed him.
Hisoka was tall and a fast walker, especially when he was mad. Gon had to run after him to catch up.
"Hisoka wait!" Gon latched on to his leg. "Talk to me."
Seeing Gon's puppy eyes he sighed and halted. Taking out his phone he pressed the trash icon.
"Delete" he grumbled.
"Feel better?"
Huffing the magician crossed his arms and shook his head. "No..." he almost sounded like a five-year-old throwing a tantrum. " The challenge was from Chrollo."
Gon instantly understood his frustration. Before all this, Hisoka wanted nothing more than to fight Chrollo.
"Its Ok Hisoka, you'll get your courage back ... someday."
