Disclaimer: Hunter x Hunter belongs to Yoshiro Togashi, the Kami-Sama of mangakas, Shueisha Corp. (chances are I didn't spell it right..), and Nippon TV animation. The only thint I own is the fic and the plot. ^^;;
[A/N]
Dear Readers and Reviewers,
Well, I certainly took my time putting up this chapter didn't I? I was actually hoping to have it up for the holidays, but I didn't make it. So, belatedly, HAPPY HOLIDAYS! Before I forget, thank you oh-so-very much! For what? Well...for reading and/or reviewing depending on who you are.... Oh, and for being so patient! Sorry about the wait, I didn't have a lot of spare time these past few weeks, but to make it up to you all I did combine the prologue and chapter one and did a little revising. Now that that's out of the way, I have a couple of reviews I'd like to respond to;
Sore wa himitsu desu: The first reviewer of my first fic for the first time!! A lot of firsts in that sentence...o O I was quite surprised by the short amount of time it took for someone to review this fiction, and I owe you for my inspiration for the next chapter. Thank you!
Kon Kitsune-sama: I'm a bit embarrassed myself for not introducing Gon in the -first- chapter... I was going to do that but I got ahead of myself and ended up posting it about five minutes after I finished it... 2.5 minutes spent proof-reading and 2.5 minutes waiting for my dial-up to connect to FF.NET. Thank you as well!!
Quick PS: Is your pen name, Kon Kitsune-sama, based off of the kitsune-guma Gon raised? Just guessing, and you don't have to respond.
Keitorin: To be honest, I was surprised I even got those two reviews.. I was even told it has potential!! Definitely not what I was expecting to hear.... boy HxH fans sure are friendly.. Arigatou for your compliments, encouragement, and patience!
Fuyo no Yuki: Just the kind of review I was waiting for! Thank you for pointing out the grammical errors (most of which I skipped over.. heh heh....). First of all the period after again is supposed to be a comma.
-"Only when your numb, you tend to imagine feelings that aren't there, and that makes things harder."
Before that, you mentioned that he is happy to be numb. But now in the sentence it says that being numb makes things harder. I'm rather confused at that sentence. Or is it because my English is not good enough, such that only I don't understand?-
I don't know why, but I always seem to imagine Kurapika contradicting himself. He doesn't do it in the series very often, so maybe that should be considered as ooc-ness (?). As for your knowledge of the English language, you're much better of than I am, and I'm a native speaker. -^^- 'Dyed' instead of 'died' was also correct... I wonder where my brain was? Plus I tend to think things earlier and then later I forget to type them, and that can leave gaps in my story... so pity my writings.. hopefully that explains him looking up from the floor. Your guess on the ages was also right (at least to my knowledge of the age differences in the series.). Also, to me there's no such thing as 'too long' when it comes to reviews, only flames. As for my origin, I was born here in the USA, but my ancestors originated from Ukraine and Italy. Only two more things to go... Thankyou for complimenting my grasp of characters, other than grammer that was the only thing I was worried about. Finally, the title. I think I'll just break it down the way I did the other, so I hope you don't mind.
Redemption- To be honest.. I just like this word. My two favorite ways to define this word are 'The payment of an obligation' and in Christianity 'Salvation from sin through Jesus's sacrifice'.
Of- --_-- ............ Do I really need to define this word???
Regrets- Another word I like (why do I always like deep words??). A regret is something that you wish you hadn't done, sort of like a mistake, or something you wish hadn't happened, the way most people regret what happened on 9/11.
Together these words make a phrase that means something along the lines of 'Repaying your Mistakes' or being 'Saved from other Wrongs'. This title most likely won't make sense until later in the story. That's what they mean to me anyway.. I might be wrong O o.
PS- Wow... you play the piano too, then? For how long? I hope you don't mind that I read your profile. Whoa... wait, you mean we're suppose to study for exams?! Why didn't anybody tell me? ;_;
Azalyen: + responded via emails and instant messages + Sorry people, but posting my response up here would ruin our project fic, which is to be uploaded on this Pen Name..... x X;; I'll keep you guys posted.
Last part of this not-so-little A/N. -^_^-
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[+++++++++] Flashback Beginning/End
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Redemption of Regrets ::part two::
-+During the Ambulance Ride+-
-A young boy was laying on his back with breathing mask strapped around his nose and mouth. A dark tanned hand gripped a much paler, limp one tightly.-
Whatever the other people in the ambulance had been talking to each other about, fell on deaf ears. The boy that they were speaking to or about was far too intent on watching his friend, expecting him to wake up at any second. Maybe he wasn't expecting him to wake up. Maybe that was just something he was hoping for. Maybe there's too many 'maybe's, all of which were currently going unanswered. Killua was the first 'friend' Gon had ever made, by most people's standards, anyway. He'd brought home all sorts of pets. Frogs, birds, dogs, cats, lizards, even fish.
All of which he'd considered to be his friend. All of which also drove his aunt crazy. She'd actually seemed relieved when she'd realized how well Killua and he had been getting along. "This is going to be ok, right Killua?" Gon's voice was clear, and he paused as if waiting for, or listening to perhaps, an answer from his friend.
'You should see your face right now, Gon! Of course I'm going to be fine!! Just be sure to bring me something sweet from Mito-san while I'm here, ok? You have no idea how horrible hospital food is...' That's what he'll say. Gon rubbed the tears that were welling up at the bottom of his eyes away, knowing that if his friend saw them it would only earn him a mock-strangle accompanied with a headlock or a noogie. Killua didn't enjoy being pitied, something Gon learned the hard way during friendship with him. Gon nodded briskly and determinedly before saying, "I won't forget, I promise."
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Gon shuffled his feet against the soaked gravel, but most of the crunching sound was drowned out by the sheets of rain that were hitting the window panes behind him. The rain didn't phase him. It never had. Aunt Mito had always said, "For someone with such a bright disposition, it's strange that you enjoy such dreary weather...". She said this every time she came outside with her old umbrella to get him inside during a storm, or even just a rainshower. Gon didn't understand how she could find rain to be something 'dreary'. Even during thunderstorms, the rain seemed to be trying to comfort him. Only before he never had anything he needed comforting about.... Gon turned his head up to the sky. There were no clouds, so the rain seemed strange and out of place.
"Tears..... (A/N And to think I was wondering how sappy I could get...) " he breathed while blinking rainwater from his eyes. After a few more seconds of watching the rain fall, his eyes made their way to the edge of the curb. The water was rushing down the small slope towards the drain. Assortments of leaves floated by, not to mention the small pieces of amber colored glass that clung to the ground.
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''How pathetic..." Killua said while he and Gon were waiting very patiently for the next bus that came at 7:15. "What is?" At first, Gon assumed it was because he'd insisted on them seeing -every- petstore in the mall.
"Not you," Killua said before rubbing underneath his nose and continuing, "Though, -you're- pretty pathetic too...."
"Hey...." Gon started before Killua shrugged dismissively. "I was talking about that." He said while pointing to what appeared to be half of an amber colored bottle, sitting near the curb. It was after Gon approached it that he noticed the putrid smell coming from it, his hand instinctively clasping over his nose. "Heh... Pretty gross, huh?" he said, but Gon was sure that his face told it all. After Gon's sensitive nose finally got as used to the smell as it was going to get, he exclaimed, "People actually drink something like that?!" After a few seconds of silence, Killua replied by saying, "Probably was trying to forget...."
"You know this.. how... ? Did you try forgetting?" Gon questioned worriedly. "Bah.." Killua scoffed, turning away. "Killua, answer!" Gon exclaimed. Killua tensed up, but continued to face away from his friend. Finally he hesitantly murmured, "Maybe..." Afterwards there was a few moments of silence. "Ah." Gon said, tone completely unreadable. Killua turned slowly, expecting to see a look of distaste. Only he didn't think about who he had just confessed to. This was Gon. His best friend. His only friend. Much to his relief, there was no look of distaste, Gon only appeared to be thoughtful. He was staring intently at the bottle, turning it over and over in his hands. The next bus came and passed before either of them realized anything.
[+++++++++]
Gon stared down at his hands. He could vividly remember the feeling of the cold glass between his palms and fingers.
"Oi." said a voice full of forced patience suddenly sliced through Gon's deep thoughts. His eyes flicked almost reluctantly away to the small overhang of the emergency room entrance. During his thinking he hadn't noticed that the rain was no longer hitting him, not to mention the person standing a foot away from him, wearing a stern expression and holding a large, outstretched umbrella over Gon's head. The dark haired boy had to blink a few times before remembering to respond. "Y-yes?" he finally stuttered in response. After receiving some acknowledgment, the blonde's expression softened a bit. "Why wait outside in the rain?" he questioned.
"The floor!" Gon exclaimed shrilly as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "If I came in, then all your hard work would be for nothing!" he said as his arm swept out to the side, proving his point. The hospital worker looked at him intently, as if sizing up his words, before smiling and saying, " Well then you can just help me clean it up then, ne?" Gon's eyes widened in surprise. "A...ah. But..."
"I see, I haven't introduced myself have I? My name is Kurapika."
"N-No, sir, it wasn't that...Oh, but my names Gon, nice to meet you! And I- Er... Well..." Now it was Kurapika's turn to be surprised. Not only because the boy had managed to say this all in one breath, but he'd also been able to tell his gender. 'Pretty pathetic when you think about it..' Kurapika berated himself. "Something wrong with my idea then?" Kurapika questioned only a few seconds after Gon's rant.
"No, nothing's wron-"
"Then let's go inside then." Kurapika interrupted while turning away and heading towards the overhang. "R-right.." Gon murmured and followed him almost silently towards the ER entrance. By the time Kurapika had deemed it an impossible task to shake even some of the water off of his umbrella, Gon had unlaced his boots, taken both of them off, slipped off his socks, tucked them into his boots, taken off his dripping jacket, folded it, and set everything down near the entrance to the emergency room. Kurapika heaved a sigh and rolled the still drenched umbrella tightly before leaning it against the wall. Now that his feet and arms were bare, Gon's toes wiggled in freedom against the dry concrete. The only part of him that was still even a little damp was his hair. "Er... Mind if I try?" he said already extending his hand towards the umbrella. "Knock yourself out.." Kurapika said nonchalantly.
"You open it by pushing this button, right?" Gon said, before sliding his left thumb up to the silver switch as Kurpika nodded curtly in response. He tilted the umbrella away from the dry space under the overhang, and out towards the parking lot's asphalt. His left hand snapped the switch down and his right shot up the rod, pushing the parasol out, sending droplets flying off the circular canopy in a spray. "Heh.. So it does work then..." Gon murmured, even though the no longer waterlogged umbrella spoke for itself.
'It's almost as dry as your attitude...' Kurapika's conscience began. He calmly and mentally told himself to shut up.
End of Chapter Two
[Another Authors Note]
Sorry, there's only supposed to be one of these per chapter isn't there? Was this chapter sappy? Yes. Again, sorry. (one of these days I'll quit apologizing for my writings --__--) For those of you who noticed, I did take the yaoi out of the summary. Why? Because I don't think I'd be able to write a yaoi story with a point, also, it would be my first attempt at yaoi. Maybe later. Also, some of you might've noticed the flashback earlier. Maybe you were wondering what exactly the pairing of this fic is supposed to be. o O That's why I'm thinking about writing a prequel. Yes, eventually it would've happened, FF.NET would be infected with yet another story from me. Probably a Killua x Gon pairing. ^^ It is one of my obsessions after all.
Was it too short? Too long? Too (fill-in-the-blank)? Let me know what you think, then, ne?
End of A / N
[A/N]
Dear Readers and Reviewers,
Well, I certainly took my time putting up this chapter didn't I? I was actually hoping to have it up for the holidays, but I didn't make it. So, belatedly, HAPPY HOLIDAYS! Before I forget, thank you oh-so-very much! For what? Well...for reading and/or reviewing depending on who you are.... Oh, and for being so patient! Sorry about the wait, I didn't have a lot of spare time these past few weeks, but to make it up to you all I did combine the prologue and chapter one and did a little revising. Now that that's out of the way, I have a couple of reviews I'd like to respond to;
Sore wa himitsu desu: The first reviewer of my first fic for the first time!! A lot of firsts in that sentence...o O I was quite surprised by the short amount of time it took for someone to review this fiction, and I owe you for my inspiration for the next chapter. Thank you!
Kon Kitsune-sama: I'm a bit embarrassed myself for not introducing Gon in the -first- chapter... I was going to do that but I got ahead of myself and ended up posting it about five minutes after I finished it... 2.5 minutes spent proof-reading and 2.5 minutes waiting for my dial-up to connect to FF.NET. Thank you as well!!
Quick PS: Is your pen name, Kon Kitsune-sama, based off of the kitsune-guma Gon raised? Just guessing, and you don't have to respond.
Keitorin: To be honest, I was surprised I even got those two reviews.. I was even told it has potential!! Definitely not what I was expecting to hear.... boy HxH fans sure are friendly.. Arigatou for your compliments, encouragement, and patience!
Fuyo no Yuki: Just the kind of review I was waiting for! Thank you for pointing out the grammical errors (most of which I skipped over.. heh heh....). First of all the period after again is supposed to be a comma.
-"Only when your numb, you tend to imagine feelings that aren't there, and that makes things harder."
Before that, you mentioned that he is happy to be numb. But now in the sentence it says that being numb makes things harder. I'm rather confused at that sentence. Or is it because my English is not good enough, such that only I don't understand?-
I don't know why, but I always seem to imagine Kurapika contradicting himself. He doesn't do it in the series very often, so maybe that should be considered as ooc-ness (?). As for your knowledge of the English language, you're much better of than I am, and I'm a native speaker. -^^- 'Dyed' instead of 'died' was also correct... I wonder where my brain was? Plus I tend to think things earlier and then later I forget to type them, and that can leave gaps in my story... so pity my writings.. hopefully that explains him looking up from the floor. Your guess on the ages was also right (at least to my knowledge of the age differences in the series.). Also, to me there's no such thing as 'too long' when it comes to reviews, only flames. As for my origin, I was born here in the USA, but my ancestors originated from Ukraine and Italy. Only two more things to go... Thankyou for complimenting my grasp of characters, other than grammer that was the only thing I was worried about. Finally, the title. I think I'll just break it down the way I did the other, so I hope you don't mind.
Redemption- To be honest.. I just like this word. My two favorite ways to define this word are 'The payment of an obligation' and in Christianity 'Salvation from sin through Jesus's sacrifice'.
Of- --_-- ............ Do I really need to define this word???
Regrets- Another word I like (why do I always like deep words??). A regret is something that you wish you hadn't done, sort of like a mistake, or something you wish hadn't happened, the way most people regret what happened on 9/11.
Together these words make a phrase that means something along the lines of 'Repaying your Mistakes' or being 'Saved from other Wrongs'. This title most likely won't make sense until later in the story. That's what they mean to me anyway.. I might be wrong O o.
PS- Wow... you play the piano too, then? For how long? I hope you don't mind that I read your profile. Whoa... wait, you mean we're suppose to study for exams?! Why didn't anybody tell me? ;_;
Azalyen: + responded via emails and instant messages + Sorry people, but posting my response up here would ruin our project fic, which is to be uploaded on this Pen Name..... x X;; I'll keep you guys posted.
Last part of this not-so-little A/N. -^_^-
Symbols
[Blah] Translation
[+++++++++] Flashback Beginning/End
-+Setting+-
[A/N END]
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Redemption of Regrets ::part two::
-+During the Ambulance Ride+-
-A young boy was laying on his back with breathing mask strapped around his nose and mouth. A dark tanned hand gripped a much paler, limp one tightly.-
Whatever the other people in the ambulance had been talking to each other about, fell on deaf ears. The boy that they were speaking to or about was far too intent on watching his friend, expecting him to wake up at any second. Maybe he wasn't expecting him to wake up. Maybe that was just something he was hoping for. Maybe there's too many 'maybe's, all of which were currently going unanswered. Killua was the first 'friend' Gon had ever made, by most people's standards, anyway. He'd brought home all sorts of pets. Frogs, birds, dogs, cats, lizards, even fish.
All of which he'd considered to be his friend. All of which also drove his aunt crazy. She'd actually seemed relieved when she'd realized how well Killua and he had been getting along. "This is going to be ok, right Killua?" Gon's voice was clear, and he paused as if waiting for, or listening to perhaps, an answer from his friend.
'You should see your face right now, Gon! Of course I'm going to be fine!! Just be sure to bring me something sweet from Mito-san while I'm here, ok? You have no idea how horrible hospital food is...' That's what he'll say. Gon rubbed the tears that were welling up at the bottom of his eyes away, knowing that if his friend saw them it would only earn him a mock-strangle accompanied with a headlock or a noogie. Killua didn't enjoy being pitied, something Gon learned the hard way during friendship with him. Gon nodded briskly and determinedly before saying, "I won't forget, I promise."
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-+Present+-
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Gon shuffled his feet against the soaked gravel, but most of the crunching sound was drowned out by the sheets of rain that were hitting the window panes behind him. The rain didn't phase him. It never had. Aunt Mito had always said, "For someone with such a bright disposition, it's strange that you enjoy such dreary weather...". She said this every time she came outside with her old umbrella to get him inside during a storm, or even just a rainshower. Gon didn't understand how she could find rain to be something 'dreary'. Even during thunderstorms, the rain seemed to be trying to comfort him. Only before he never had anything he needed comforting about.... Gon turned his head up to the sky. There were no clouds, so the rain seemed strange and out of place.
"Tears..... (A/N And to think I was wondering how sappy I could get...) " he breathed while blinking rainwater from his eyes. After a few more seconds of watching the rain fall, his eyes made their way to the edge of the curb. The water was rushing down the small slope towards the drain. Assortments of leaves floated by, not to mention the small pieces of amber colored glass that clung to the ground.
[+++++++++]
''How pathetic..." Killua said while he and Gon were waiting very patiently for the next bus that came at 7:15. "What is?" At first, Gon assumed it was because he'd insisted on them seeing -every- petstore in the mall.
"Not you," Killua said before rubbing underneath his nose and continuing, "Though, -you're- pretty pathetic too...."
"Hey...." Gon started before Killua shrugged dismissively. "I was talking about that." He said while pointing to what appeared to be half of an amber colored bottle, sitting near the curb. It was after Gon approached it that he noticed the putrid smell coming from it, his hand instinctively clasping over his nose. "Heh... Pretty gross, huh?" he said, but Gon was sure that his face told it all. After Gon's sensitive nose finally got as used to the smell as it was going to get, he exclaimed, "People actually drink something like that?!" After a few seconds of silence, Killua replied by saying, "Probably was trying to forget...."
"You know this.. how... ? Did you try forgetting?" Gon questioned worriedly. "Bah.." Killua scoffed, turning away. "Killua, answer!" Gon exclaimed. Killua tensed up, but continued to face away from his friend. Finally he hesitantly murmured, "Maybe..." Afterwards there was a few moments of silence. "Ah." Gon said, tone completely unreadable. Killua turned slowly, expecting to see a look of distaste. Only he didn't think about who he had just confessed to. This was Gon. His best friend. His only friend. Much to his relief, there was no look of distaste, Gon only appeared to be thoughtful. He was staring intently at the bottle, turning it over and over in his hands. The next bus came and passed before either of them realized anything.
[+++++++++]
Gon stared down at his hands. He could vividly remember the feeling of the cold glass between his palms and fingers.
"Oi." said a voice full of forced patience suddenly sliced through Gon's deep thoughts. His eyes flicked almost reluctantly away to the small overhang of the emergency room entrance. During his thinking he hadn't noticed that the rain was no longer hitting him, not to mention the person standing a foot away from him, wearing a stern expression and holding a large, outstretched umbrella over Gon's head. The dark haired boy had to blink a few times before remembering to respond. "Y-yes?" he finally stuttered in response. After receiving some acknowledgment, the blonde's expression softened a bit. "Why wait outside in the rain?" he questioned.
"The floor!" Gon exclaimed shrilly as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "If I came in, then all your hard work would be for nothing!" he said as his arm swept out to the side, proving his point. The hospital worker looked at him intently, as if sizing up his words, before smiling and saying, " Well then you can just help me clean it up then, ne?" Gon's eyes widened in surprise. "A...ah. But..."
"I see, I haven't introduced myself have I? My name is Kurapika."
"N-No, sir, it wasn't that...Oh, but my names Gon, nice to meet you! And I- Er... Well..." Now it was Kurapika's turn to be surprised. Not only because the boy had managed to say this all in one breath, but he'd also been able to tell his gender. 'Pretty pathetic when you think about it..' Kurapika berated himself. "Something wrong with my idea then?" Kurapika questioned only a few seconds after Gon's rant.
"No, nothing's wron-"
"Then let's go inside then." Kurapika interrupted while turning away and heading towards the overhang. "R-right.." Gon murmured and followed him almost silently towards the ER entrance. By the time Kurapika had deemed it an impossible task to shake even some of the water off of his umbrella, Gon had unlaced his boots, taken both of them off, slipped off his socks, tucked them into his boots, taken off his dripping jacket, folded it, and set everything down near the entrance to the emergency room. Kurapika heaved a sigh and rolled the still drenched umbrella tightly before leaning it against the wall. Now that his feet and arms were bare, Gon's toes wiggled in freedom against the dry concrete. The only part of him that was still even a little damp was his hair. "Er... Mind if I try?" he said already extending his hand towards the umbrella. "Knock yourself out.." Kurapika said nonchalantly.
"You open it by pushing this button, right?" Gon said, before sliding his left thumb up to the silver switch as Kurpika nodded curtly in response. He tilted the umbrella away from the dry space under the overhang, and out towards the parking lot's asphalt. His left hand snapped the switch down and his right shot up the rod, pushing the parasol out, sending droplets flying off the circular canopy in a spray. "Heh.. So it does work then..." Gon murmured, even though the no longer waterlogged umbrella spoke for itself.
'It's almost as dry as your attitude...' Kurapika's conscience began. He calmly and mentally told himself to shut up.
End of Chapter Two
[Another Authors Note]
Sorry, there's only supposed to be one of these per chapter isn't there? Was this chapter sappy? Yes. Again, sorry. (one of these days I'll quit apologizing for my writings --__--) For those of you who noticed, I did take the yaoi out of the summary. Why? Because I don't think I'd be able to write a yaoi story with a point, also, it would be my first attempt at yaoi. Maybe later. Also, some of you might've noticed the flashback earlier. Maybe you were wondering what exactly the pairing of this fic is supposed to be. o O That's why I'm thinking about writing a prequel. Yes, eventually it would've happened, FF.NET would be infected with yet another story from me. Probably a Killua x Gon pairing. ^^ It is one of my obsessions after all.
Was it too short? Too long? Too (fill-in-the-blank)? Let me know what you think, then, ne?
End of A / N