1.1 A Promise Is A Promise
By: Rei Tomiyama
Note: About the shounen-ai question about a Gon+Killua, no, it's not. I don't really make fics of people of the same sex getting together. It's not healthy for me. Oh, and I'm sorry if you think I'm obsessed. It just happens that I am literally getting bored to death so a friend suggested that I try writing. I'm not really obsessed, I'm just throwing myself in my work so I won't have to think about anything unpleasant. Lastly, I'm trying my best to do it with an unbiased point of view. Please try to understand.
1.2 Chapter Four-The Boy Hiding Beneath The Cold Mask
"Gon, you know, it was actually pretty nice going to school for a change. I wish you were here with me, though, so you'd know what I was talking about. The students…" I had hardly finished my sentence when I could hear snickering near the door, I stood up, grabbed my skateboard, kicked the door open and said, "What do you want?"
The guys suddenly quieted momentarily and a tall, thin and scrawny student, who I presumed was the leader of the group, told me, "You're so pathetic, you know. Making imaginary friends until 7th grade. What a joke that is. I almost feel sorry for you."
"Yeah, well, I don't see what that's got to do with you." I replied coldly. With a straight face, I said, "Hey, look! There's a teacher walking towards the corridor!" While they turned in the opposite direction and wondered, "Where?" I used the diversion to make an escape. I put my skateboard on the ground as silently as possible, jumped on it, and rode away before they even noticed. That was too easy! I didn't even have to turn off the lights! I had to conceal a guffaw that was beginning to escape my mouth.
Unfortunately, the distraction wasn't long enough to allow me to exit the door. The leader had screamed, "Barricade the doors! Trap him! Surround him!" I sweat dropped because he was saying too many orders, then resumed my escape. By the time I had reached the front door, I was surrounded, and there seemed to be no way out. I sighed in exasperation, held on to my skateboard, and disappeared from their sight. I then reappeared, struck one of the students on the back of the neck using my left palm then disappeared again.
Luckily, several of them rushed to the injured 8th grader's side, but they were too overreacting anyway. That was the same attack I had used on Zushi and the first half of the thugs. Anyway, since the way was clear, I rushed and opened the door, and returned to the apartment.
Narrator's P.O.V.
That night, an unknown student wearing black clothes sneaked inside the school building. He clambered on to the window and noiselessly jumped to the inside corridor. Afterwards, he tiptoed towards the Registrar's Office…
Killua's P.O.V.
Once I got home, I changed into black slacks, a black shirt and tied a black handkerchief against my mouth, which made me look like a robber. Then I brought my skateboard and rode all the way to school. After that I had climbed the wall and kicked open the window. From there I silently tiptoed towards the Registrar's Office.
While I tiptoed, I silently mused what had happened today. Had I been wrong in doing that? But I didn't kill them anymore so heartlessly, did I? What would Gon think about what had happened? I cut my pondering short when I entered the room. It was so dim and quiet, and in a way reminded me of my life back at Kukuru Mountain. The air too was the same, chilly and biting. I carried Gon all the way back to the corridor, and when it came to the time I had to use the window again, I said, "Sorry, Gon, but I'll have to throw you this time." With that I threw him through the window and heard a soft thud on the ground. Good thing there was grass or there might as well have been an accident. This time, I was the one who jumped, but I turned a somersault so the landing would come easier to me. Once I got down, I brought Gon, stood on my skateboard and rode back to the apartment.
On the way, I recalled Wendy's conversation with her friends. Was she right? Was I really covering myself with a cold, calculating mask that no one but Gon had been able to chip away at?
Hmmmm… what should I do next?
Killua: Cut the crap with me thinking so much about meaningless stuff. I hate it!
Rei: Too bad I'm writing it and I like it.
Killua: "Was I really covering myself with a cold, calculating mask that no one but Gon had been able to chip away at?" (Snort snort!!) What a dialogue.
Rei: Just for that, you're going to be the victim of a serious accident. (Hysterical laugh)
Killua: (Sweat drop)
Oh, and yeah, sorry if I didn't include Killua at the end earlier. It just so happened that I went berserk while writing this.
Anyway, please read and review if you have the time
By: Rei Tomiyama
Note: About the shounen-ai question about a Gon+Killua, no, it's not. I don't really make fics of people of the same sex getting together. It's not healthy for me. Oh, and I'm sorry if you think I'm obsessed. It just happens that I am literally getting bored to death so a friend suggested that I try writing. I'm not really obsessed, I'm just throwing myself in my work so I won't have to think about anything unpleasant. Lastly, I'm trying my best to do it with an unbiased point of view. Please try to understand.
1.2 Chapter Four-The Boy Hiding Beneath The Cold Mask
"Gon, you know, it was actually pretty nice going to school for a change. I wish you were here with me, though, so you'd know what I was talking about. The students…" I had hardly finished my sentence when I could hear snickering near the door, I stood up, grabbed my skateboard, kicked the door open and said, "What do you want?"
The guys suddenly quieted momentarily and a tall, thin and scrawny student, who I presumed was the leader of the group, told me, "You're so pathetic, you know. Making imaginary friends until 7th grade. What a joke that is. I almost feel sorry for you."
"Yeah, well, I don't see what that's got to do with you." I replied coldly. With a straight face, I said, "Hey, look! There's a teacher walking towards the corridor!" While they turned in the opposite direction and wondered, "Where?" I used the diversion to make an escape. I put my skateboard on the ground as silently as possible, jumped on it, and rode away before they even noticed. That was too easy! I didn't even have to turn off the lights! I had to conceal a guffaw that was beginning to escape my mouth.
Unfortunately, the distraction wasn't long enough to allow me to exit the door. The leader had screamed, "Barricade the doors! Trap him! Surround him!" I sweat dropped because he was saying too many orders, then resumed my escape. By the time I had reached the front door, I was surrounded, and there seemed to be no way out. I sighed in exasperation, held on to my skateboard, and disappeared from their sight. I then reappeared, struck one of the students on the back of the neck using my left palm then disappeared again.
Luckily, several of them rushed to the injured 8th grader's side, but they were too overreacting anyway. That was the same attack I had used on Zushi and the first half of the thugs. Anyway, since the way was clear, I rushed and opened the door, and returned to the apartment.
Narrator's P.O.V.
That night, an unknown student wearing black clothes sneaked inside the school building. He clambered on to the window and noiselessly jumped to the inside corridor. Afterwards, he tiptoed towards the Registrar's Office…
Killua's P.O.V.
Once I got home, I changed into black slacks, a black shirt and tied a black handkerchief against my mouth, which made me look like a robber. Then I brought my skateboard and rode all the way to school. After that I had climbed the wall and kicked open the window. From there I silently tiptoed towards the Registrar's Office.
While I tiptoed, I silently mused what had happened today. Had I been wrong in doing that? But I didn't kill them anymore so heartlessly, did I? What would Gon think about what had happened? I cut my pondering short when I entered the room. It was so dim and quiet, and in a way reminded me of my life back at Kukuru Mountain. The air too was the same, chilly and biting. I carried Gon all the way back to the corridor, and when it came to the time I had to use the window again, I said, "Sorry, Gon, but I'll have to throw you this time." With that I threw him through the window and heard a soft thud on the ground. Good thing there was grass or there might as well have been an accident. This time, I was the one who jumped, but I turned a somersault so the landing would come easier to me. Once I got down, I brought Gon, stood on my skateboard and rode back to the apartment.
On the way, I recalled Wendy's conversation with her friends. Was she right? Was I really covering myself with a cold, calculating mask that no one but Gon had been able to chip away at?
Hmmmm… what should I do next?
Killua: Cut the crap with me thinking so much about meaningless stuff. I hate it!
Rei: Too bad I'm writing it and I like it.
Killua: "Was I really covering myself with a cold, calculating mask that no one but Gon had been able to chip away at?" (Snort snort!!) What a dialogue.
Rei: Just for that, you're going to be the victim of a serious accident. (Hysterical laugh)
Killua: (Sweat drop)
Oh, and yeah, sorry if I didn't include Killua at the end earlier. It just so happened that I went berserk while writing this.
Anyway, please read and review if you have the time