Summary or A/N: A Gon and OC fanfic of how a girl meets Gon and her life is changed forever by Gon's passion for freedom. All Mary-Sue Hunters and OC searchers are welcomed to put my writing or OC to the test. Girls, let us step away from the stereotypical 'cool guy' and see how Gon would make the perfect guy for us all (that is, if he were to be real).
Star Shoots
The girl immediately stands up to greet Killua but the boy already disappears into the kitchen. The door opens a second time distracting her from the silver-hair adolescent and sees Leorio with a boy of her age enter the living room of the pleasant, well-furnished home. The young boy seems to recognize her and waves energetically as if the two had once been acquainted before.
"Do you know her, Gon?"
"No." he shakes his head cheerfully. Leorio sighs for some unexplained reason. "Who is she?"
"She is a patient of mine. I took her over here because her conditions are only what I am familiar with."
"What makes you so smart to be familiar with something special?" Gon asks in a dumbfounded tone. Leorio gapes at the younger male.
"I'll tell you later." He brushes the topic aside. The girl bows to the two and Gon imitates the polite greeting. She quickly brushes her long, black hair aside nervously and straightens her red and green plaited skirt.
"My name is Gon Freeces! Are you a friend of Leorio?" he asks holding out his hand.
"I suppose." She smiles feebly, slowly accepting the friendly welcome. The first aspect of the girl that struck the boy as odd is her face. Her arms and her face are a pale white. Red rings engulf her eyes like a severe case of allergies had struck her repeatedly. Her lips had blistered the skin that was suppose to be a light pink on her mouth is white like the rest of her face.
"What is your name?" Gon ignores the pale features and still energetically shakes her hand.
"Alysa." She replies swiftly.
"Gon, you can stop shaking her hand." Leorio reminds. The boy laughs and releases her hand as she rubs her numbed palm. "Alysa, Gon is harmless as odd as he seems to be."
"Okay." The girl nods somewhat unconvinced. The boy's cheery grin must be hiding something she cannot decipher.
"Here! Let me show you around the house!" Gon waves his hand signaling for her to follow. Alysa looks at Leorio. He quickly looks away towards where the silver-hair boy had disappeared to.
"Killua?" Leorio pokes his head into the kitchen. The Zaoldyeck assassin turns his attention away from the kitchen counter. The organized set up could only be sushi, the foreign delicacy that the Hunters were taught when they were once under the first set of exams.
"What?"
"Could you show Alysa around the house?"
"Alysa?"
"Did you not see her when you came in?"
"That girl?"
"Yeah." Leorio looks over into the living room. "I have to talk to Gon about something. Without a word, Killua washes his hands and dries them quickly before leaving the kitchen and passes Leorio without another word.
Upon seeing Killua, she can feel the veins beneath her skin begin to twitch and tighten. There is an aura about that boy that makes her feel uncomfortable that reminds her of a horror or suspense novel.
"This way." Killua leads with a bored tone. Leorio encourages her to follow as she uneasily treads behind the boy. "Bathroom there." He points to the clean washroom. "Family room here." Their footsteps and Killua's voice dies away until Leorio hears it is safe enough. Gon's grin is replaced by a confused stare.
"Why did you do that, Leorio?"
"I needed to talk to you about something. That special reason I brought her here."
"Oh!" Gon smiles and listens attentively giving the doctor his undivided attention.
"She's a survivor. Out of the seven hostages, she is the only one that escaped the building held by the Genei Ryodan."
"Genei Ryodan." Gon blinks with a familiar surprise.
A/N: I love having to display Killua's sarcasm to someone new. No, this OC does not have a God-forsaken horrible, depressing, angst-ridden past.