AN: Chapter two! Belated b-day present to Vinnie no Neko, who has been
bugging me to do this fic. ^^;
Chapter Two: Follow The White Rabbit, Part Two
An hour after he had woken up, Gon sat in the bath, tyring desperately to understand his dream. Never before had his dreams been so weird. Well, the one with the dictionary, pickles, and rubber duck had been interesting, but this one took the cake.
He thought back to the little details of the dream. It had felt normal, until the boy...Gon's eyes strayed to the rabbit plush that had appeared, which he had taken with him in an attempt to understand where it came from.
Follow the white rabbit...
The stuffed toy stared back at Gon, the black glass of its eyes reflecting the lights of the bathroom. The silence stretched on and on, as Gon and the rabbit continued their staring contest. Finally, Gon sat back and closed his eyes.
He sat like that for several minutes, trying to clear his mind and ward off thoughts of anything unnatural. When he opened his eyes again, he felt slightly better, and in a good frame of mind. He smiled at the rabbit.
"Well, I can't waste all day worrying about you! I have work, and if I don't get going, I'm going to be late. Late! Ack!"
Gon launched out the bath, grabbing a towel and drying himself off as quickly as his hands would move. He hadn't noticed that, with his staring at the rabbit and thinking, that it was nearly time for him to be at the Hunter's station.
"Late! Late! Laaaate!" His voice echoed against the tiles as he flung the towel down and struggled into his clothes. He didn't have time for breakfast now; he would have to run topspeed to make it to the center in time.
Once dressed, he ran through his tiny apartment to the door, barely stopping to grab his backpack and shove his boots on. He jumped through the door, turned around and locked it, and took off down the hallway.
He was thankful he lived on the first floor as he ran out the door of the apartment complex, for he didn't have to go down stairs to go out. He shouted a greeting to the landlady as he ran past her, and continued down the busy streets.
Gon was busy concentrating on dodging his way through the crowd to keep up his speed, but his periphial vision was always very good. Even when running through a mob of people, he saw things off to the side. And saw things he did.
A flash of white...
The white, glittering and obviously not clothing, drew Gon's eyes like a magnet. He turned, searching for the source...
And ran forceably into someone.
Gon stumbled backwards, trying to stay on his feet. His feet managed to find solid ground, and turned to apologize to the person.
"Ah! I'm.....sorry...?"
The man he had run into wasn't very extraordinary. His black hair, long and silky, wasn't worth more than a second glance to confirm gender. Even the eyes, strangely set and slanted and a deep black, weren't of major note. It was the look he held in his eyes that caused Gon's mind to double- take.
A look that turned the black orbs into flat obsidian. Despite the bright morning sun, they seemed to reflect no light, endless pools.
Gon had seen that look before. It had been held in the eyes of the white- haired boy of his dream.
The man seemed as surprised as Gon. The eyes widened, and expressions flickered slightly across the face before returning to a blank slate.
"You....can see me?" The voice, a little more higher-pitched, hinted to a younger age than originally guessed.
"Um...yes....I'm really sorry..." Gon timidly offered. This was too much like his dream...
The man -or was it teenager?- gave him a triumphant smirk, as if he had discovered something good, and then turned and seemed...to melt into the crowd. Gon blinked, and try as he might, no amount of eye strain brought the man back again.
Gon stood in the middle of the crowd, which parted and flowed around him as if he were merely an inanimate object they were always used to...memories of the dream flickered through his mind....
Until the bell rang, signalling nine in the morning, and all thoughts of dreams and strange people drained from Gon's mind.
"I'm laaaaate!!" He wailed, and took off running through the crowd again, oblivious of obsidian eyes watching him.
~Tsuzuku~
AN: Daaa....next chapter. Btw, for anyone wondering, "Follow The White Rabbit" is the first little part of the story, and will be four or five chappies long. Just so you know. ^^
Chapter Two: Follow The White Rabbit, Part Two
An hour after he had woken up, Gon sat in the bath, tyring desperately to understand his dream. Never before had his dreams been so weird. Well, the one with the dictionary, pickles, and rubber duck had been interesting, but this one took the cake.
He thought back to the little details of the dream. It had felt normal, until the boy...Gon's eyes strayed to the rabbit plush that had appeared, which he had taken with him in an attempt to understand where it came from.
Follow the white rabbit...
The stuffed toy stared back at Gon, the black glass of its eyes reflecting the lights of the bathroom. The silence stretched on and on, as Gon and the rabbit continued their staring contest. Finally, Gon sat back and closed his eyes.
He sat like that for several minutes, trying to clear his mind and ward off thoughts of anything unnatural. When he opened his eyes again, he felt slightly better, and in a good frame of mind. He smiled at the rabbit.
"Well, I can't waste all day worrying about you! I have work, and if I don't get going, I'm going to be late. Late! Ack!"
Gon launched out the bath, grabbing a towel and drying himself off as quickly as his hands would move. He hadn't noticed that, with his staring at the rabbit and thinking, that it was nearly time for him to be at the Hunter's station.
"Late! Late! Laaaate!" His voice echoed against the tiles as he flung the towel down and struggled into his clothes. He didn't have time for breakfast now; he would have to run topspeed to make it to the center in time.
Once dressed, he ran through his tiny apartment to the door, barely stopping to grab his backpack and shove his boots on. He jumped through the door, turned around and locked it, and took off down the hallway.
He was thankful he lived on the first floor as he ran out the door of the apartment complex, for he didn't have to go down stairs to go out. He shouted a greeting to the landlady as he ran past her, and continued down the busy streets.
Gon was busy concentrating on dodging his way through the crowd to keep up his speed, but his periphial vision was always very good. Even when running through a mob of people, he saw things off to the side. And saw things he did.
A flash of white...
The white, glittering and obviously not clothing, drew Gon's eyes like a magnet. He turned, searching for the source...
And ran forceably into someone.
Gon stumbled backwards, trying to stay on his feet. His feet managed to find solid ground, and turned to apologize to the person.
"Ah! I'm.....sorry...?"
The man he had run into wasn't very extraordinary. His black hair, long and silky, wasn't worth more than a second glance to confirm gender. Even the eyes, strangely set and slanted and a deep black, weren't of major note. It was the look he held in his eyes that caused Gon's mind to double- take.
A look that turned the black orbs into flat obsidian. Despite the bright morning sun, they seemed to reflect no light, endless pools.
Gon had seen that look before. It had been held in the eyes of the white- haired boy of his dream.
The man seemed as surprised as Gon. The eyes widened, and expressions flickered slightly across the face before returning to a blank slate.
"You....can see me?" The voice, a little more higher-pitched, hinted to a younger age than originally guessed.
"Um...yes....I'm really sorry..." Gon timidly offered. This was too much like his dream...
The man -or was it teenager?- gave him a triumphant smirk, as if he had discovered something good, and then turned and seemed...to melt into the crowd. Gon blinked, and try as he might, no amount of eye strain brought the man back again.
Gon stood in the middle of the crowd, which parted and flowed around him as if he were merely an inanimate object they were always used to...memories of the dream flickered through his mind....
Until the bell rang, signalling nine in the morning, and all thoughts of dreams and strange people drained from Gon's mind.
"I'm laaaaate!!" He wailed, and took off running through the crowd again, oblivious of obsidian eyes watching him.
~Tsuzuku~
AN: Daaa....next chapter. Btw, for anyone wondering, "Follow The White Rabbit" is the first little part of the story, and will be four or five chappies long. Just so you know. ^^