Who is the owner?

Disclaimer: I'd like just not to say it but… HunterxHunter isn't mine, ok? Yeah, you guessed: it belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi sama. Therefore, none of these characters are mine. Cries pathetically

Warning: I guess I wasn't very polite the last time with this… but it's yaoi, so if you don't like, don't read, right? Right.

Pairings: GonxKillua –there so cute! – And LeorioxKurapika –I love that pairing too! –. Of course there are some HisoGon hints but don't worry, the little boy is not in love with our favorite pedophile. (Killua: "Uff…")

Chapter five: One after one.

"Is there any person…?"

"Huh?" Leorio's whole attention was then caught by the young man sat in front of him. And in that moment, that small table placed between them looked too wide before his eyes.

"I mean if there is some woman for whom you fell in love." Kurapika muttered before picking up his cup of coffee –despite the fact it has been already emptied – and closing his eyes trying to seem uninterested.

The doctor's aspirant blinked twice.

What was that strange behavior?

"Actually…" He began as his face dyed of red. "There's someone, but…" He silenced.

"But?" Kurapika hurried him.

"It doesn't matter. Not at all." The taller man replied looking aside and silencing once again.

The blonde –as he looked at his companion someway nervous– decided to close his mouth too. Thereby they didn't say any word else during the next ten minutes.

The smaller man looked outside trough the window. The rain drops crashed into the glass. So sad… so quiet… so beautiful.

"Leorio" the older one looked up from his cup as he heard the Kuruta's low voice. "I'm going for a ride now." He announced as he got up. "I'll see you at the hotel."

"It's raining and you don't carry with any umbrella." Leorio complained "You could get a cold."

But the chin guy was currently heading to the cafe's entrance.

"Don't worry…" He turned and faced his friend. "I just want to think of some things." He stated before leaving the place.

…………………………………

"It seems it's raining."

"Huh?" Gon blinked as he turned back and stared at the white haired boy who had just come into the room. "Killua, what's that for?"

The taller kid looked down at his hands, which carried a sort of package. It looked soft.

"It's a sleeping bag, don't you see?" He said as he went on his knees for placing the so-called-bag onto the floor.

"And why did you bring it here?" The naive kid said tilting.

"I asked you me to stay here tonight." Killua began to explain "But there is not another bed, so I brought it." He had closed his eyes looking as if it were the most normal thing over the world –and perhaps, it was.

"Oh, I see." Gon muttered as he covered himself with the blankets. "Ok, then. Good night Killua!" He exclaimed before he rolled over his back and tried to get asleep.

The assassin sighed.

'I'd like to…sleep there too…' He thought as his face blushed and his hands gripped the cloth among them.

…………………………………

"It's not the moment…" The blonde muttered. He stood under a tree looking the rain's falling. 'I've got just a week for staying with them…' He thought as his three friends' image appeared on his mind. 'After that, I'll come back with the Nostrade family and I'll go on looking after the Ryodan members…' He swallowed and closed his -now- red eyes. "Are you afraid?" He asked suddenly. "I know you're there, so please show yourself."

A second later or so, a good looking woman had gotten down from a tree's branch.

She wasn't taller than Kurapika and her clothes were white. Her waist was wrapped by a purple cloth belt and she carried needles in her hands.

"You're Machi, aren't you?" The kuruta asked facing her.

"That's right." She replied quietly. Strangely, she didn't seem to be ready for fighting.

"You weren't following me, so why are you in here?" The young man questioned. He was actually trying harder to control himself from punching the girl. He had to unsure himself she was involved in the Kuruta tribe's slaughter.

"There's no reason for me to tell you." She said in response. Error.

The chain was stopped two millimeters from her neck. The red eyes gleamed with a full-of-hate spark.

"I won't ask it to you again." He stated "Why are you in here?"

Machi smirked.

"You killed Pakunoda, didn't you?" Kurapika suffocated a gasp. "I've killed several people… I don't regret really." The chain slightly shook. "Because I've lost many important people for me too." Kurapika's eyes widened. And the chain fell over the wet ground.

Machi turned back. Not looking at the man stood behind her.

"I'm following another person's movements. You're not my target." She said before jumping and reaching a branch. She jumped again and disappeared under the rain.

The young kuruta did not even try to stop that Genei Ryodan's member.

…………………………………

'Machi is still after me.' A tall man sat in one of the park's benches thought as he grinned.

He was damp as the drops fell over him. He didn't care. It was someway reassuring to feel that cold water covers his body. It stifled his desire…

"That cannot be good." He muttered. 'Since I'm busy playing with my own toy...' He licked his lips and went on his feet. "Don't you agree…Gon?" He whispered before staring at the hotel placed near the park.

…………………………………

Darkness. Everything was covered by shadows. Even he was.

"What do you wanna get?" He heard a voice coming from his back. He turned and faced a pale man whose eyes were as dark as the space that surrounded them.

"Irumi…" his hands trembled.

"Do you want to stay at his side, don't you?" His older brother asked getting closer the white haired kid. "Forever and ever…" He added ironically.

Killua's teeth clenched.

"Do you remember what I told you the last time we met?" The almost-a-living-doll questioned; no emotion on his face.

The teenager's eyes widened as one of his feet stepped back. He was afraid.

"I see… so you do." Irumi stated as he came nearer the boy. "But you don't want to understand it."

"Gon is not his!" The white haired hunter exclaimed as he looked up and faced his brother.

"Of course he is." The man said quietly. Killua gasped in exasperation. "Why don't you look over there?" He pointed out a certain place in the darkness.

But it wasn't hidden by gloominess. In fact the younger Zoldyieck was able to see a kind of field. There was a waterfall which formed a sort of lake, surrounded by several trees. In the middle of those, there was a path that leaded straight to the so-called-lake.

Killua's eyes became wider.

At the end of the path, there was stood a silhouette.

"Gon…" He muttered.

His friend seemed to be happy as he stared at the birds placed on the trees' branches and the water falling.

"He is beautiful… I can understand why you love him." He heard that horrible voice again. Irumi stepped forward and stood by his side.

Killua couldn't help but nodded.

"But…" The dark brown haired man whispered "Don't you know why Hisoka hasn't taken him yet?" The smaller assassin looked up at the man. His eyes filled by hatred. "It's because Gon Freecs hasn't ripped enough yet."

At that point, Killua's hands were trembling in annoyance as his fingernails turned as sharp as a knife blade.

"Don't even try, Killua." Irumi warned him. "Look at them."

"Them?" The boy stared at his front –where Gon was – and realized in another person. "Hi-Hisoka!" He whistled.

The clown went closer the boy and embraced him tightly. A lusty grin appeared on his face. He muttered something – inaudible for Killua – that made Gon scream.

Then everything was darkness again, but Gon's shouts were still heard and they echoed all over the space around them.

"AAAAAAH!!! AAAAAH!!!"

"Ah!"

Author's notes.

Hello!!!!
Did you like it? I hope so… you know, I'm trying to do my best, but it's still difficult to write a good story.
This chapter is completely devoted to Ryuko chan hugs her.
You're a very nice person, and what I want to do now is to make you happy. I hope you liked this chapter since it was hard to get inspired this time.

With love,
Aki Izumi.