Wow, It's a little on the late side but school's coming up again! Yay... or something! Let's get reviews checked off the list.

Slyside: I'm glad you liked it so much! I am absolutely floored that you liked my story so much that you were ready for it the moment it was the 15th. Lol, sadly, I upload after I wake the next morning, so it would be uploaded at an ungodly hour in the night lol. Thank you for noticing the relationship, a lot more of the Zoldyck family relationship and dynamics will be revealed later on, and besides the Killugon stuff, that is the stuff I'm most excited to show my readers! Glad you like my story so much. For your questions on the bullying... of course there's bully's, its a dog eat dog world in the music industry... but I won't give any spoilers on their role.

Snow Fairy of the Valley: Yay! People liked the singing part! That was the part I was most scared the readers wouldn't be able to visual properly the way I wrote it. I should just believe my editor more often that it came out well. ^^;; Well here's another chapter, hope it keeps with your standard of good. It sure is my favorite so far!

sing. about. chocolate.: Don't worry about being m.i.a., I know you were reading with all the feels and sending good vibes as most of my readers do. But thank you for commenting! I'll answer about chapter 4 and WOW! ;^; thank you, I didn't think I'd get you to fangirl out. I love Melody's character, and its fun to play with Kurapika as a plot in my story, but he definitely won't be unlikable the whole time lol, he's jut a little scarred (aren't we all?) Haha, yea, Gon is crazy, he's definitely a character I'm not used to writing so it's interesting interpreting his character an style. He only sang the male part because Killua wanted the higher part X) Imax, I know, it was the best thing I could think of, lol (it was on the spot too)

Ok, next thing, I want to put a trigger warning at the beginning of this chapter. I do talk about anxiety in this chapter, and I don't know how it works for everyone or how bad it is for certain others, but sometimes when reading about or just seeing the word anxiety can give me anxiety. Freaks me out abit, but it could give a panic attack to a reader who isn't prepared? So I would like to put on here just in case...

In this chapter, I delve deeper into real world problems of anxiety, financial issues, and self confidence, I hope you guys like it and I didn't do it completely wrong or insult others in similar situations.

I CAN'T BELIEVE I FORGOT TO THANK MY EDITOR LAST CHAPTER, lol, she's still amazing and especially helped me with this one late into the night after procrastinating on it a lil bit... canzie-gumm/ whats-wrong-aniki on tumblr, canzie here on this site. Thank you! (she's amazing)

(Edit suggested by a reader- Music list will now be on the top for you guys to pull up listen to in advance! Still in order of appearance in the story.)

Featured Music:

Sia- You're never fully dressed without a smile

Train- Drops of Jupiter

John Mayer- Daughters

Stevie Wonder- Isn't She Lovely

Jackson 5- My Girl


TRIGGER WARNING: Topics of anxiety


Musica Academy Showcase

The Academy showcases are quarter annual, one for every season. There's a Fall Showcase in October, Winter Showcase in December before winter break, Spring Showcase in March, and Summer Showcase in May, before summer break. Sign ups for the Showcases are anytime after the end of the last Showcase. The Judges change every showcase, guests ranging from alumni to special celebrities, but the Chairman is always the main judge on the board. The performance is given like a number in a concert and you're only allowed to perform original works, no covers or remixes. Participants are graded on advance factors such as Perfect Pitch, Range, Physical Singing, Dance routine, etc. Such are these normally perfected by those in their senior year so it's rare when underclassmen sign up, it's mostly a showcase for seniors. When underclassmen apply, they don't expect first place, just experience.


Chapter 5: Rustled Music Sheets

Killua looked up, squinting slightly against the bright morning sun to look at the short and homely looking apartment building. Leafy vines grew aesthetically up one side of the red bricked building, going up all four floors. Banisters in front of a couple apartments held clothes over the edge to dry in the sun.

Then Killua gave another look around him at the location of the apartment, at the close knit middle class neighborhood with a bustling tourist trap plaza not a couple streets down. He looked back at the building as he thought, This is where Gon lives?

He looked down at his phone to check the address again and make sure it's correct.

Killua looked back up with a slanted smile.

It's nice.

He began walking up the steps to reach the floor Gon lived on. He was surprised Gon actually lived somewhere so quaint but modest since he attended the Musica Academy. As far as Killua knew, every student going to that giant showoff of a school lived luxuriously with large houses and abundant money to burn- spoiled, really. Killua couldn't really say anything since his situation was similar. For the students, everything had to be large and over the top to scream 'look at me'.

Killua didn't think he'd like the modesty of this place so much. He grew up around the flashy and grandiose, so it surprised him how the looks of Gon's place made him so much more… at home?

Killua stopped in front of the door- apartment 405, shrugging his over-the-shoulder sweater a bit more equally onto his shoulders which draped over his black tank top. He took a quick breath and knocked on the door. He shuffled a little nervously from foot to foot as he waited for Gon, or whoever to open.

But he didn't have to wait long. There was loud shuffling inside, a muffled shout and then Gon filled the frame as he whipped the door open.

"KILLUA!" He cried out, way too brightly. His hand immediately reached out to grab Killua and bring him into a hug.

"G- Ooof!" He wheezed as the breath was knocked out of his lungs from the tight hug Gon enveloped him. He should have noticed how broad Gon's arms were from his hugs long ago, it was so obvious now.

"Gon, you'll suffocate him!" A woman's voice said from behind Gon. Before Killua could peek an eye open to see who it was that spoke, Gon released him and he was able to breath again.

"Sorry, Killua! Are you ok?" Gon asked, hands hovering worriedly around Killua's chest. Killua let out a surprised laugh and waved him off.

"It's totally fine." He waved off airily and straightened out. He was just a little taken off guard, honestly. "Morning Gon."

Gon smiled brightly back at him,"Good morning Killua!" He cried back in return. He then took the time to look over Killua blatantly. "Wow, Killua, you always looks so cool, no matter what you wear, and… wow, you're wearing earrings again!" Gon beamed, taking him in. Killua placed his hands on his hips, a cocky nose in the air.

"Hah, Gon, you flatter me. You should try it sometime." Killua said, placing a finger to Gon's chest, waiting for Gon to look down before flicking his finger up to his nose. Gon grabbed at his nose and gave a short cry, but still smiled at his friend. Before he could open his mouth to reply, their exchange was interrupted.

"Gon, aren't you going to introduce me?" Mito asked from behind and Gon straightened up again.

"Oh right!" Gon said and turned, allowing Killua full view of the young red head women. "Mito-san, this is my friend, Killua, the one I told you about. Killua, this is my aunt Mito." Gon said, waving his hand back and forth. Killua flicked his eyes over at Gon for a moment before turning back to the women. He talked about me?

"H-hello." He said, bowing slightly in hesitation. Her eyebrows rose marginally in surprise before bowing back.

"Hello, Killua." She raised up and looked kindly at him. "You bowed?"

Killua rubbed the back of his neck.

"Er, you- Gon called you with a, um, -san and… are you guys… Japanese?" He asked, turning to Gon for confirmation. Her mouth formed an o before turning to Gon with her hands on her hips.

"Gon, how could you not tell him that yet?" She scolded.

"Ah, it never came up!" He cried, scratching at his temple as he tried to recall. Killua snickered at Gon's cute air-headed attitude, it was so like him.

"Well, it's nice to meet you." Mito said and Killua nodded back in return.

"Likewise." He answered coolly then turned to Gon. "So, Gon, you ready to go?" Killua asked, motioning to the door with his thumb. Gon nodded.

"Let me just go get my jacket!" Gon said taking a few steps backwards, then turned to run further inside. Killua took note as Gon retreated that he wore a plain black tee shirt that fit smugly on his toned figure and jeans that ended just above his knees, his boots continuing below the knee.

Killua watched him run to the back room, a small smile on his face when he realized Mito was still standing there, observing him the same. He flushed slightly and turned his attention back on her, a little flustered as he thought of what to say next.

"Er-"

"Have you eaten yet, Killua?" She asked with a warm smile. Killua let another easy smile grace his features and he nodded as he relaxed.

"Yea, I'm fine. No need to worry." He said, waving reassuringly before slipping his hands in his pockets. Mito inclined her head before moving to head back into the kitchen.

"You know, Gon was right when he said you were like a painting. No wonder you're such a successful World Star."

"You-He- What?!" Killua squeaked out, his stomach doing weird flip things at what she said. Gon came back out with a green half jacket around him shoulders.

"Ok, I'm ready! Oh, I really hope you like what I have planned for today! Let's go. Bye Mito, we'll be back!" Gon said, hooking arms with the red faced Killua and whisking him out the door, bringing the door closed behind him.

"Itterasshai!" Mito called out as the door closed. She sighed. "I wonder if I wasn't suppose to tell him that?"

-o0o0o0o0o-

Killua followed Gon down the steps, half because he was dragging him. Two thoughts were running through his head and he decided to dwell on the safer of the two. He sped up to match Gon's thunderous steps so he wasn't being dragged.

"Hey, you never told me you were Japanese!" He chided with a teasing smile. Gon pouted.

"I'm sorry! It never came up!" He said again, slowing down as they reached the sidewalk in front of the apartment building.

"That's so cool!" Killua said, his eyes shining as he looked at with Gon with a new light. "I wish you told me earlier, but it seems so obvious now. You know, I always thought Asian cultures were the coolest, especially Japan. Their art is so beautiful, their architecture's so unique-!" Killua rambled, hopping ahead of Gon slightly in his excitement. Gon felt his chest lighten at Killua's words. He thought he was cool?! That made him so happy!

"That's great Killua! I'm happy you feel like that, especially because it's you." Gon said. He slowed down before stopping at an entrance of a parking garage. Killua slowed down and looked behind him.

"Gon?"

"Er, you don't mind if we don't take the car right? I kind of wanted to show you around as we walk…" Killua blinked then let his jaw drop slightly as he made his way back to Gon.

"You have a car?! Lucky! My parents won't get me one, they think I'll run away and never turn back if they get me one…" Killua mused and Gon cocked his head.

"Why would they think that?" Gon asked. Killua blinked as he looked at him.

"Well, … because I would- but that's not the point! The point is you're lucky you have one. Mh… It's fine if we don't take it today, but you gotta bring it around sometimes to school so we can ride away in style." Killua said as Gon walked up to his side and they began walking down the sidewalk together again.

"Sure!" Gon agreed.

"You have your license?" Killua asked, and Gon shook his head no.

"Still a permit. But Mito said just make sure I don't get pulled over. It technically her car anyway, but she lets me use it, so it's our car." Killua nodded as he took in the information. Gon took in Killua's side profile as he waited for Killua to say something. Gon finds himself doing that often. He asked, "Killua, you know I'm Japanese now… what's your heritage?" Killua looked over with those deep ocean eyes and Gon felt a soft smile form on his face.

"Me? I'm first generation Italian American. My grandfather and father was born in Italy where they did Opera in theaters, then my dad met my mom-" His face twisted with something Gon couldn't place before his features settled back into neutrality, "And they moved here, had us kids, and yea. We go back sometimes… How about you?" Killua asked. Gon's smile was wide.

"That's cool! I was born in Japan and we moved here when I was young, around 2 I think? We go back every summer because Mito's mom, Abe, is still back in Japan. We stay with her when we go." Killua's eyes sparkled as he listened.

"No way! Can I come with you one of those summers?! I'd love to go to Japan!" He cried, throwing his hands in the air. Gon laughed, feeling lighthearted at seeing Killua so happy and excited.

"Ya, sure, I'm sure Mito won't mind, it's just one extra ticket." Gon said.

"Oh, no way, I'd pay for my own. I know those tickets are expensive. I would have bought one myself to go alone a long time ago, but my parents would never let me. You're the perfect reason to go!" He schemed, a hand to his chin. Gon pouted.

"That's all I am? A way for you to go places?" Killua waved him off.

"Oh shut up, you know that's not true. Besides, the way you make it sounds, I'd think that was a good thing." Killua said with a teasing smirk. Gon's smile returned.

"You're right! I'm Killua's ticket to the world!" Gon cheered, running forward in excitement. Killua laughed and ran after him, ignoring the looks they got from people on the streets. Soon after turning down a street branching off the plaza, Gon slowed down in front of a large victorian style house with a small sign in front of it. Killua squinted his eyes to read the chipped paint as Gon strode forward up the walkway.

Heaven's Blessings

Killua's eyebrows furrowed, issuing his confusion as he followed Gon up.

"Gon, what is this place?" Killua asked at his elbow as Gon walked up to the door.

"My surprise!" He answered secretively. Killua opened his mouth to say something when Gon knocked twice briefly then entered. Killua's eyes widened as he stayed by the door frame, Isn't this someone's house?

He hesitantly stepped over the threshold, watching Gon enter. He walked past the stairs positioned directly across from the front door into the large living room to the left. The living room had a couch by the window that looked out over the street and another in front of the stair railing, a fireplace in the middle of the wall farthest from the entrance, a chest to the left of it and toys everywhere.

They're probably supposed to be inside the chest, Killua thought with a small frown at the messy state of the house. He leaned against the doorframe as Gon looked left and right.

"Gon, what-"

"Hey, you guuuuys!" Gon shouted into the house, startling Killua.

"Gon what the hell-!" He started scoldingly, stepping a little closer but then heard a chorus of cheers coming from the next room over- a doorless entrance into what looked like a kitchen from Killua's view. Kids of all ages and sizes came flooding in, practically tripping over themselves to get in the room with Gon. Killua was honestly scared as he was unprepared to see this, and for a brief second he was scared they were going to maul Gon or eat him.

Gon just laughed as he bent down to accept the brunt of the hugs from the children to reach him first.

"Gon!"

"You're back!"

"Yay, Gon's here!"

"Let's play, ok, Gon?!" A flood of children's voices bursted from the small crowd of children. If Killua estimated, he'd guess around 15 of them. That's enough for a pre-school class! Who the heck makes this many children? Why were they here again? Killua thought his head would explode from confusion when Gon spoke up again.

"Guys, guys, calm down!" His voice laced with laughter tried to speak over them. At his voice, they relaxed and moved off him, looking up to wait for him to speak. "I brought a friend with me this week!" He said and looked up at Killua. Killua stiffened at the attention, not prepared for the introduction. The kids turned towards him then gasped.

"Wow, she's pretty!"

"Gon, look, it's an angel from the story books!"

"OMG, I know who that is! He's famous!"

"Gon, why'd you bring him?" Killua rubbed the back of his head, a deep blush from some of their comments. Gon nodded at him.

"Well, go on. Come in and close the door and introduce yourself."

"Oh! Uh…" Killua stammered, coming closer inside and closed the door and turned to beady children eyes. "Hi, guys… I'm Killua Zoldyck. Er, one of you said it, but yea, I'm working to become a World Star, so you might have seen me around. I go to school with Gon, and I actually… don't know why he brought me here." He said the last part with gritted teeth and directed at Gon. Gon smiled sheepishly.

"Well, Killua, I wanted to introduce you to all my friends here at the orphanage!" He smiled bright, and the kids turned their attention back to Killua, bright smiles offered as though they rehearsed for when they hear the words. Killua stiffened then felt his body lax, his mouth parting in a soft 'oh…' He thinks his heart melted.

"Ah, really? Well, then, I guess that sign out front really wasn't lying when they said this place was filled with a bunch of Heaven's Blessings!" Killua said affectionately, poking a couple children's noses playfully.

"That's what I tell them all the time." A woman's voice sighed, traced with exhaustion. Killua snapped his head up to see a brown haired woman, hair tied in a neat bun and wearing nun-like clothing. She was leaning against the door frame that led into- Killua leaned a bit to see further down- a kitchen. She was young, maybe in her 20s, and a tiredness was obvious in her features. Killua stood up.

"Ah… Hi." He greeted. "I'm Killua." She smiled warmly with a kindness that was large enough to take care of all these kids.

"I'm Gia. I see that look on your face, don't worry, I'm not the only one here taking care of these angels. I'm happy to see Gon finally brought someone with him this week. We were starting to wonder when Gon would bring one of his friends." She said teasingly. Killua blinked and looked back at Gon who was smiling sheepishly back, although one of the little girls by him tried to get his attention.

I'm the first one he's brought here? Why did he bring me here again? Killua's attention was brought back to the woman, Gia, when she spoke again, a playful tint in her voice.

"Hmmm, You know… if Gon's here, that must mean it's a certain time…" She said wagging finger as though trying to remember. Gon laughed as the children gasped in excitement.

"Smile o'clock!" They cheered out and a couple of children ran to a small old style radio in the corner while Gon stood up, Killua was just lost in the storm of it. A beat started playing and Killua blinked owlishly at Gon, starting to understand what Gon was doing.

Gon looked over one last time as though to try and convince Killua he was still innocent in the scheming and bent over to talk to the kids.

"Do you guys want Killua to sing too!?" He asked and Killua scoffed, but still the same the kids cried out, "YEA!" Gon stood up straight and looked over at him.

"You'll sing, right, Killua? You won't deny a bunch of orphans, right? Or try to charge them? It's fine to sing just to make them happy?" Gon asked as children came to grab at hands with small fingers.

"I-I…" Killua stuttered. "Of course I'll sing…" He muttered an embarrassed blush on his face. Goooonnn! He thought threateningly although he kept a smile on his face for the kids. He tricked me!

"Woo!" Gon and the children cheered. The music picked up and Gon launched into singing first,

"Hey, America! Let's turn it up, Yeah, check out our style, 'Cause you know you're never fully dressed without a smile!" Gon sang out, pointing at his cheeks to create dimples, the kids singing along with him for the last part of the verse.

"Your clothes may be Chanel, Gucci, Your shoes crocodile, But baby, you're never fully dressed without a smile!" Gon sang with laughter in his voice as a couple of girls came out and flaunted their modest clothing as though it were the best, and Killua smiled, his arms jumping as the kids hanging off them hopped a little dance to the music. They all sang out with Gon when he reached the verse of 'never fully dressed without a smile,' letting him take the longer and faster parts for his own.

"And if you stand for nothing, you'll fall for it all, 'Cause we got all we need, got love and more, You're never fully dressed without a smile! And if you stand for something, you can have it all 'Cause if it's real, you'll open every door, You're never fully dressed without a smile!"

The kids vocalized 'Ohhh' with childlike innocence, Killua's ears easily picking up where some were offkey, others trying to hit harmonization, but they just had overall kid like charm in the music. "You're never fully dressed without a smile!" Their voices were not the best, far from it, but it was the kind of singing that was precious to listen to and Killua just observed with a smile. "Oooh~ You're never fully dressed without a smile!" Then Gon was looking at him, an encouraging smile on his face, the kids caught it and looked over with expectations. Killua nearly jumped out of his skin, caught off guard from not expecting to sing right then. He heard the beat and cue come up for the next verse and -floundered for what else to do- he sang.

"Ready or not, Give all we got, Yeah, you can't deny That baby, you're never fully dressed without a smile!" Killua sang, slowly getting more into the performance now that his brain had time to process the situation. The kids all momentarily stopped moving as they looked on in awe at Killua's voice. They broke out their revere and yelled out with renewed vigor the last line with Killua, and Killua smiled, his next notes tinged with laughter, they were so cute, and they were singing along with him!

"Don't sink the boat When you lose hope I'll keep you alive, But baby, you're never fully dressed without a sm-il-e!" Gon smiled brilliantly at Killua as he sang, popping along with the kids as they oscillated their voices playfully with the music. Killua looked so happy! Was his plan working? Most of them were by his side now as he sang and entertained them.

Gon joined in with harmonization as Killua launched into the next verse with the kids, spinning in a circle the kids formed with him. "And if you stand for nothing, you'll fall for it all, 'Cause we got all we need, got love and more, You're never fully dressed without a smile!" Killua looked over at Gon with a sly smile as the kids stopped singing again to glance between the both of them. They sounded amazing! They began hopping around again, doubly excited.

"And if you stand for something, you can have it all 'Cause if it's real, you'll open every door, You're never fully dressed without a smile! Oooh~ You're never fully dressed without a smile! Oooh! You're never fully dressed without a smile!" Killua took the next verse, dancing playfully with the kids as they played out with the last verse, feeling lively with this new surprise Gon brought them.

"Now look at us, We pick it up, We set it on fire," He leaned down a touched someone's shoulder as though to put out a small fire. The girl shrank away, coming down with giggles and red faces. "'Cause you know you're never fully dressed without a smile! We show it out, We're playing now, We're living the life, But baby, you're never fully dressed without a sm-il-e!"

Gon couldn't get over how playful Killua was being, and how he was feeding off his young audience's energy, and Gon was so happy because Killua was so happy! This was working better than he hoped, singing the lower harmony as they launched into the last chorus. Gon didn't know what he was expecting when he brought Killua here, for him to at least not just straight up reject the children, but Killua was soaking it up, playing with them like he had experience. Did Killua not really know this was how great it could be when one just sings for the happiness of it? Gon hoped this really did work the way it was intended. Killua looked over at Gon as the music twinkled out to it's bare instruments and their voices were mostly on show. They harmonized together, vibing like they had in class and Gon could feel the squeezing in his chest he got back then too as he looked into Killua's deep eyes.

"Oooh~ You're never fully dressed without a smile!" They finished out, and the kids that they didn't realize had gone silent and still to listen to their singing, erupted in cheers and squeals, splitting up to either of the teens to jump on them.

"Wow!"

"You guys sounded great!"

"I love you, Killua!"

"That was 'mazing!"

"Thank you Gon for bringing your friend, this was awesome!"

Killua chuckled but let out a grunt of surprise when one girl pulled on his arm so he was forced to kneel closer to the ground.

"Play with us!" She asked, and two other girls flanked her with puppy dog eyes.

"Ah, yea, sure!" Killua said, a small smile pulling at the corner of his lips. They cheered and dragged him closer to the fireplace, pulling out dolls. Gon smiled sheepishly at his retreating figure even though he knew Killua couldn't see it. Sorry Killua, you weren't exactly prepared for this, but I couldn't tell you, it'd ruin the surprise. Gon thought rubbing the back of his head as he looked after Killua playing with the girls and their dolls without missing a beat, when a robot was stuffed in his line of sight.

"Gon! Gon, let's play powerrangers!"

Gon nodded, turning his attention back on the kids.

"Yes, yes, sure!" He said picking up his own robot. "I wanna be bad guy!"


"Kids, lunch!" Gia called.

The kids let out groans of disappointment. Whenever lunch was served, Gon left soon after, so that meant it was almost time for him and his new friend to go. They got up, leaving their toys in their positions on the floor and began filtering out the living room and into the kitchen. Gon got up and patted down his pants, watching the kids go with a smile on his face. He turned to look for Killua only to see a small girl by Killua's knees.

Gon cocked his head to one side. He knew her, Alyssa, she was the shyest and youngest of the orphans. Gon smiled, happy she was able to talk to Killua so soon when she only met him that day. That meant she was coming out of her shell. He walked closer and picked up their conversation.

"Killua, won't you marry me?" She asked cutely, her hands folded behind her back and eyes angled upwards. Gon stiffened where he stood, slightly caught off guard by her question. He didn't understand why it bothered him when he heard her ask that, and the soft smile on Killua's face wasn't helping the unknown emotion.

"I can't do that." He said, and Gon's relief was puzzling. She pouted.

"Why?" She asked.

"Well, because we're both much too young to be getting married. I'm still in school and when I finish with that, I won't be around alot because I'll have to travel everywhere. It won't work out very well." Killua said patiently and Gon's heart melted at the sight. When was Killua so good with kids? She nodded understandingly.

"You'll come back, won't you? With Gon?" She asked, and Killua smiled again, his eyes closing with the action.

"Ya, of course. Now go get lunch." He said, gently shoving her towards the door, and she merrily skipped off. Killua looked down at the doll he still had in his hand and threw it off to the side before standing up, Gon coming closer to his side. Killua looked over as Gon's movement caught his attention and Gon opened his mouth to say something.

"Ooooff!" Gon cried out, bending over after Killua swiftly delivered a punch to his gut.

"Gon, what the hell!?" He cried out, his voice tight and high with anger but quieted down so the kids in the next room don't hear. "What kind of underhanded, cowardly scheme was this to use kids for your sick plan?"

Gon could only wheeze out a laugh as he tried to get air back into his lungs.

"K-Killua, I just didn't want you to say no! I know it wasn't the nicest to spring this on you, but I think it worked pretty well." He said, standing back up to stand at his full height. Killua crossed his arms and gave Gon a questioning look.

"It worked? Please tell me, what exactly worked?"

"You sang with others! And you had a good time with it! You can't tell me you weren't having fun, even if they weren't the best singers." Gon reasoned, hands on his hips and leaning in coercively. Killua gave a skeptical eyebrow raise.

"That's different. They're kids. No one trained them yet, I sounded like that when I was their age. Those other teenagers have no excuse for sounding as badly as they do." Killua said, and turned his head away from Gon, whapping Gon's face full of hair in the process. Gon backed up a little and scratched at his face to get the tickle out.

"C'mon, Killua, what I'm saying is singing with the other students can be fun even if they're not the best. You can create connections through singing just like you connected with every kid here, and you can find a reason to sing besides money. Hmm?" Gon asked, popping his head around Killua's shoulder to find his eyes. Killua pouted and Gon's eyes fixated onto that movement. He swallowed feeling his face heat up and he moved to stand up straight again, out of Killua's view.

What was that?

Killua turned to face him again, looking annoyed, and Gon smiled to hide whatever might have been his expression.

"I don't… Fine, Gon, I won't just sing for money, I never really thought of it that way in the first place. I'll… try to be more understanding of people's abilities, since it doesn't have to be great, but it doesn't mean I have to couple my voices with theirs." Killua tried, shrugging. Gon sighed with a smile on his face.

"Does that mean you'll be willing to sing for others, at least? Not just selectively?"

"Well.. it's not like I'll try to make them pay some sort of price. That's what you wanted, right? I'll...think about it." Killua muttered, looking down and away and Gon smiled, happy his plan worked at least to some extent. He only needed to push a little more. Gia walked through the entryway just then.

"Boys, why don't you join the kids for lunch? You must be hungry, entertaining them like that." She asked, leaning on the frame.

"O-oh, we couldn't…" Killua refused politely, waving his hands slightly in the air. He didn't want to impose on orphans.

"Oh, goodness, Killua, you've got to stop looking like we're some sort of charity case…!" She chuckled, and Killua's face scrunched up in subdued incrediety, Aren't orphanaged exactly that though…? "Come now, the kids will miss you if you leave this suddenly. Please? We're having grilled cheese?" She asked and Gon jumped to life beside Killua before he could say anything.

"Grilled cheese! You bet!" He cried, hooking his elbow in Killua's and dragging him towards the kitchen where Gia had already moved back into.

"W-wait, Gon!" He cried, flustered. Cheering children welcomed them.


"Bye!"

"Bye Killua!"

"Bye Gon onii-chi!"

"Come back!"

"We'll miss you!" The kids called out the door as Gon and Killua walked down the walkway, turning their bodies to wave goodbye as they moved. They trotted down the sidewalk until they couldn't hear the kids anymore.

"They're a nice bunch…" Killua murmured, reminiscing the past hour and a half they spent there. Gon nodded, his eyes on the sidewalk ahead of them.

"Ya, it's real nice there, and Gia tries her hardest... And sometimes I go over and they'll tell me about how another one got adopted. I think they'll all find nice homes soon."

Killua looked up with a small distracted smile on his face.

"Ya… adoption. It sucks they were left parentless for whatever reason… I would definitely adopt when I get older." Killua said. Gon smiled, vibrating in his excitement.

"Right!? I would just adopt everyone in that building if I could! They're so nice and deserve parents who they know loves them! Every single one of them…!" Gon mused. They walked a bit in the fallen silence before Killua spoke up again.

"Er, that song we sang, it sounded kinda familiar?" Killua asked, rubbing the back of his neck. Gon blinked.

"Oh! It's a remake from the older movie Annie. They love that movie, but they can't really relate, because Gia is so much nicer than Ms. Hannigan in the movie. But they do think about it all the time, getting adopted by someone rich and caring. It's a little silly but understandable." Gon nodded, Killua mirroring him unknowingly.

"I haven't watched that movie in a while… I haven't really watched a lot of movies recently. Too busy." Killua commented and Gon made a mental note for their next outing, he would suggest a movie. "You watched any good ones lately?" Killua asked, turning his gaze back on Gon, and Gon shook his head.

"None of them interested me lately. Maybe in the future… I'll tell you about it and we can both go?" Gon suggested, his smile lopsided. Killua smiled and nodded.

"Sure, if I find the time. I don't have all the time in the world to hang out with you, Gon." Killua teased, poking his side, emitting a laugh from the tanned teen.

"I like to think you do. It makes me happy..." Gon said looking ahead of them once more, and Killua was about to say something along the lines of 'embarrassing!' when Gon spoke up again. "So, what do you want to do now? What do you usually do in your down time?" Killua closed his mouth in brief thought but then a smile came to his face, mischievous.

"It's a little far, Gon, a little closer to the city. You up for the walk?" Killua asked. Gon nodded.

"Ya! Even if it's far that's ok, because I'll get to talk to you and learn more about you!" He cheered and Killua rolled his eyes.

"You're always like this. C'mon then." He said, picking up his speed and heading in the direction the Academy is located. Gon followed his lead.

-o0o0o0o0o-

Where Killua led them was like the small plaza Gon had by his house but bigger with more commercialized outlets, playground parks, fast food chains, and honking cars instead of mom-and-pop stores and a roundabout as the largest stretch of green.

Gon spun in a small circle as he idly followed Killua, taking in the sights. He hasn't been in this part of town, never having to go very far for their needs like food and clothes.

"Wow, this place is so cool! It has a very 'citywalk' feel!" Gon said, catching up to Killua as he strolled down the sidewalk, maneuvering the walking pedestrians easily.

"Right? It's a little far from my own home but the farther, the better when you want to get away from it all. It's easier when I take my skateboard, and there's a skatepark here, so that's fun. There so much to do within walking distance, it's a little corner of entertainment central." Killua nodded.

"Wow, you skateboard? Can you teach me how? I wanna skateboard with Killua!" Gon said with excitement. Killua looked at him skeptically.

"Do you plan on buying a skateboard? It'd be kinda pointless to teach you if you don't have one yourself."

"But I at least want to learn." Gon insisted. Killua huffed.

"I don't even have a skateboard on me to teach you. That's not what I came here for anyway. This way my good man." Killua said, turning into a narrower side street where it was less crowded. Gon followed curiously.

The street led and opened up to a clearing, the back of a building lit up with blacklights and neon colors.

"This is The Arcade." Killua introduced with side smug smile and Gon mouth formed an 'o' as he stared at the building. "This place is awesome, it always has a butt load of games to play. It's always switching games out because it's smaller than most arcades since it's sharing the building with whatever storefront is out on the main road, so it can't hold every game they want to. But that just means it won't get boring and there's always new games! It's like a secret gem of great entertainments. Only real gamers can be unconsciously attracted to find this place." Killua explained with a cheshire grin. Gon regarded him with adoration as he explained.

"Wow! So you're a real gamer! That's so cool, I've never been to an arcade before!" Gon turned his gaze back on the building. Killua let his eyes widen, a disbelieving smile on his face.

"Huh? Really? Not even a small one? The ones they have in the small waiting rooms of some restaurants?" Killua asked. Gon shook his head.

"I mean, I've seen them but I never went in and played. I haven't played a lot of video games so it never really interested me." Now Killua's disbelieving smile fell and was replaced with a dropped jaw.

"Oh no, this situation is critical, we gotta get you in there, asap." Killua said, hooking his arm in Gon's and bringing him inside, both getting enveloped in darkness.

Gon squinted his eyes to adjust to the darkness, and became awed at what he saw. Small winding lights embroidered the walls and dark carpets were dotted with tiny lights making it seem like they were walking on the night sky. The black lights made the colors on the game's designs to glow and pop in surreal colors.

There were others in the dark room- people in baggy clothing and skater-boi style fashion hung around, playing games, talking and eating small snacks. A few greeted Killua with a head nod, Killua barely returning a wave of his hand back, an air of coolness about him that Gon couldn't get over. Why was Killua so cool?! Killua stopped near the back of the large room by a row of machines, releasing Gon's elbow as he reached into his pocket. Gon leaned over to look at the side of the machine, pictures of enlarged quarters falling out of the scenery.

"Is this a game?" Gon asked, innocently, and Killua froze momentarily then face palmed himself.

"It's worse than I thought…" He mumbled seemingly to himself, and Gon just cocked his head with a helpless smile. Killua turned to face him again, a couple of bills in his hand. "Listen, this is a bill-to quarter machine, quarter machine for short. To play games at arcades, you're gonna need a lot of quarters, so they usually have them inside the building to convert your bills," At this he pulled up the couple bills he had in his hand, "Into quarters." He said, and turned back around to start slotting them in.

"Wait, how many do we normally need? Isn't that alot of quarters you're getting?" Gon asked and Killua waved him off as the hollow chamber at the bottom of the machine clinked full of quarters.

"It depends on each game and we'll need a lot, we can burn through the quarters faster than we expect, so, better safe than sorry." Killua said, cupping the quarters into his hands then distributing them into his pockets. "We're gonna have so much fun." He practically giggled and Gon felt himself get excited just because Killua was. "C'mon, I'll take you to my favorite game! The game owner switches games a lot but the more popular ones he tries to keep or at least get a similar variation of it. This game has been here for as long as I've been coming." Killua said, taking Gon's hand in the dark and pulling him forward. Gon felt the heat spread from Killua's hand into his, and then spread all over his body in a hazy fuzz. Gon frowned slightly, not sure what to make of his body reactions.

I don't understand what's wrong with me… He's thought, unable to remove his eyes from their linked hands, his stomach coiling in butterflies as though he's about to perform or… fall off the side of the building. If Killua was saying something, Gon wouldn't know, his brain barely able to function in the dark lights with Killua's hand in his, as though the darkness was only making it worse. He doesn't know why, though.

What seemed like all too abruptly, Killua turned on Gon, releasing his hand, a wide excited smile on his face.

"Jungle Safari!"

Gon felt his chest squeeze at the wide gorgeous smile on his best friend's face, making it hard to breath. He matched the smile with ease, the feelings in his chest making it easy to grin that wide.

"Mh! Let's play!" Gon said, and Killua briefly explained the game as they both slide into place of the two seated machine. Gon was so happy with Killua at his side, but sometimes his body reacted to him too much, and it scared him a little, but there was no way he'd ever let that stop him from being with Killua. The happy moments far outweighed the bad. They jumped from game to game, Killua passing the first few levels with ease, showing his skills with the games and Gon trying to reciprocate it, but normally failing on level one for his first few turns.

As Killua said, they burned through their quarters pretty fast, but also time flew faster than they anticipated.

Killua slotted in 2 quarters into a motorcycle game that Gon wanted to retry and he dug in his pockets for the next two he needed. Gon watched him from atop the plastic bike as Killua dug in first the front right one, front left, back left and right, then shrugged his shoulder.

"I'm all out, dude."

"AWWW!" Gon cried out as Killua pressed the thin circular metal bar to get his quarters back. He stood back up as Gon got off the bike and stood next to him. Killua offered a mischievous grin.

"Looks like I got you pretty hooked, huh?" Killua asked, and Gon pouted.

"No fair, how can you tease me with the taste of games then just cut me off like that?" Gon asked as they began moving to the exit.

"Oh please, it doesn't have to end here, just gotta play on your system at home." Killua said. They both squinted as they entered into the street and got blinded by natural sunlight.

"System?" Gon asked. Killua blinked and looked over.

"You know, your joystation." Killua said, despite the sinking feeling in his gut.

"My what?" Gon asked, confused. Killua gaped at him as they joined the streamline crowd on the main road.

"You don't even- you've never played video games?" Killua asked and Gon shook his head no.

"What? Why? Who would- it was Mito, wasn't it? Has she been stifling you, Gon?" He asked, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, and Gon shrugged it off, feeling a bit annoyed.

"Mito doesn't stifle me! At least… not all the time! I'm sure I don't have a joystation because we can't-...!" Gon started, stopping as he wasn't really comfortable telling him about their financial stress yet. Since Killua was so wealthy, it probably wasn't even a concern to cross his mind. Killua's eyebrows went up, waiting for Gon to go on.

"You can't?" He asked to clarify if that was the end of the sentence.

"I can't… ya." He said. Killua opened his mouth to say something when a growl erupted from Gon's stomach and he held it, multiple people around them giving them strange looks. Killua gave him an amused smirk.

"Hungry?" He asked and Gon smiled helplessly.

"I guess. How long were we in there?" He checked his phone and his eyes widened.

"Wow, 2 hours. It's already 2 pm." Killua gaped, showing him the time on his phone and Gon blinked.

"Huh… Games are really distracting…" Gon realized, and Killua snorted.

"It's kinda the point. Well, where do you wanna eat?" Killua asked, pocketing his phone and Gon looked up in thought.

"Mhh… I wanna know where Killua likes to eat!" Gon said instead, turning his gaze back on him and it was Killua's turn to think.

"Well… my tastes are kinda expensive. I'll eat wherever Gon wants to." Killua patted at Gon's back and he pouted, feeling like Killua picked up he can't afford as much as him.

"No, no, Killua!" Gon insisted, taking his shoulders and shaking him. "Seriously! We can go anywhere, even if it's someplace you've never been before and just want to try, we can go!" Gon felt the need to let Killua know he didn't have to worry about the money, Gon could supply, he could take care of him, Killua could depend on him.

Killua blinked at the desperation in Gon's face and had to stifle down his snickers. He shrugged Gon's hands off his shoulders, sighing the laughter out his system, and held his hands up in a pacifying manner.

"Ok, Ok, I get it, let's see…" He said, and let his eyes wander while he thought, but then his eyes landed on a restaurant across the street. "Ah! I always wanted to try Korean barbeque! What is that, is that an authentic one?" Killua asked, pulling at Gon's arm so he could see where he was pointing. Gon laughed as he spotted the restaurant he was pointing.

"How should I know?" He chuckled and Killua scowled at him.

"I don't know, haven't you seen them over there?"

"I've been to Japan, Killua, not Korea!" He laughed again and Killua blushed out of embarrassment.

"Shut up! Never mind then." He grumbled, stuffing his hands in his pocket, but Gon didn't mean to laugh at him. He just got so cute when he was so excited over Asian culture, and it made Gon feel like he was impressing him. He liked impressing Killua.

"No, it's ok! We can check it out, even if it's not authentic, it should be good." Gon said, taking one of Killua's arm and leading them towards the restaurants. Killua's pout came out but his body relaxed, meaning he felt better! Well, felt good enough for Gon to continue their date- er, their outing.

They got inside and got seated at a table with a grill in the center and a vent directly above it. Killua couldn't get over it, looking at everything and commenting on how cool it looked and trying to feed Gon as much information he knew about the Korean culture.

Gon sat at the table, leaning his head on his hand propped up by his elbow as he watched Killua try to peek up the vent when Gon just remembered he should try and take more pictures. He pulled out his phone and swiped to get his camera out, snapping a testing snapshot.

Gon's breath hitched in his throat at how truly photogenic Killua was. He was looking down at the grill, one hand feathering the vent hanging low to the table, a small engrossed smile on his face as he took a break from speaking to Gon to admire more of their surroundings. Light from the storefront windows spilled onto his skin, illuminating it and making his pale skin look more ethereal and his eyes sparkle, much deeper than it was when Gon first met him. He was beautiful. Killua suddenly was at his shoulder.

"HEY! I didn't say you could take a picture of me!" Killua bit out, grabbing his phone before Gon could react.

"Wha- yes you did, Killua!" Gon cried out in protest, trying to grab his phone in delay. Killua perused the picture for a second before deleting it.

"No!" Gon cried as Killua handed it back.

"When in the ever loving scent of laundry did I say you could take my picture?" Killua asked, crossing his arms as Gon mourned the deleted picture.

"Back at lunch yesterday! I was telling you I needed a picture of you for your contact, you offered to take it yourself but I said I had to do it! You said I could!" Gon cried out, crocodile tears in his eyes. Killua looked off thoughtful.

"Oh… ya..." He muttered, and Gon eyebrows furrowed further.

"OH YA?!" He shouted and Killua snickered while trying to shush him.

"Oh ya, oh ya, I'm sorry!" He laughed holding out his hands in a pacifying manner. "Next time, just tell me, ok? I can't exactly afford any embarrassing pictures to end up just anywhere."

"Mh! Although, I don't think you can ever take a bad or embarrassing picture… you're really photogenic." Gon said, looking back down at his phone as though that would pull back up the first picture. A light blush dusted Killua's cheeks and he nudged Gon's head to the side.

"Isn't that word too big for you?" He mumbled taking his seat beside Gon again and soon after, the waitress came and took their order, then she was bringing their food and meat to grill. Their idle chatter filled the space between them comfortably, each getting to know each other more.

Killua's laugh petered off and Gon's face hurt from smiling so much while talking with Killua.

"Yea? And then what happened?" Killua asked, leaning closer in anticipation and Gon leaned towards him, lowering his voice to a smooth note.

"I never told Mito I found the Iriomote and tried to keep it, I didn't know it was an endangered wildcat! I ended up losing it after I pulled it's tail and it attacked me before running away." Gon said. Killua's eyes widened slightly, Gon's bass voice thrumming in his chest in a pleasing way. A shiver went up and down his spine and a blush worked its way across the bridge of his nose.

Killua realized their proximity and pulled away with a small laugh to be natural.

"Dude, if your voice gets any lower, it'll be underground." He chuckled, turning away to hide his blush. Dammit, I'm so weak for a deep bass…. He thought, scratching the nape of his neck. Gon blinked and sat up straighter, not even realizing he had lowered his voice, it just felt natural.

"Oh, haha, yea." Gon said, his voice taking on a more playful, lighter tone.

(Gon didn't realize he was subconsciously flirting with Killua, trying to sound cooler to him by lowering his voice seductively.)

"Um, so how do you like the food? It seems pretty authentic to me." Gon pointed down, and took another bite of his food just to fill his mouth. Killua looked back to Gon and processed the question.

"Oh, right! Yea, It tastes great, although I guess it's more of an acquired taste, I know not everyone would like these kinda taste profiles…" Killua said, a small smile on his face. "I'd like to try Japanese food next time though." He said, looking over at Gon. Gon smiled, unable to help it. He was just so happy to think that Killua gets so excited by him just because he was Japanese. Gon nodded and made a mental note to also take Killua out to a Japanese restaurant on that movie date, a good one, with authentic food and good vibes.

"Hey, Gon, can you speak Japanese?" Killua asked, cradling his head in his two hands as he leaned on the table. Gon smiled, swelling with pride and the need to impress Killua.

"Of course!" Gon said, wiping at his mouth. "Watashi wa Freecss Gon desu, yoroshiku onegaishimasu. (My name's Gon Freecss, nice to meet you.)" Gon folded over a bit in a little bow and Killua's eyes lit up with sparkles and he made little clapping noises with his hands.

"Wow! You sound so natural! It's better than my Japanese." Killua said, then nudged him with his elbow. "But no need to be so formal." Killus scoffed and Gon gave him a disbelieving smile.

"You understood what I said? You know Japanese?" He asked, now more impressed and interested with Killua.

"Well, ya. I mean, to be a World Star, it'd be helpful to learn the world's major languages." Killua said, then smiled and lifted in hand in greeting. "Yoroshiku." Gon smile widened and he let out a chuckle.

"Wow! How many languages can you speak?" Gon asked, eyes round with wonder. Killua looked up in thought and began counting off his fingers.

"Eight... Ish? Nine? I don't remember…" Killua huffed and waved off like it was no big deal. Gon's mouth dropped open.

"What?! No way! How'd you learn them all?" Gon asked, completely floored.

"Well, my parents are crazy, they hired all these language teachers when we were younger, cause that's the best time to pick up languages or something, and we've had language classes in between our normal music training everyday, with homework and everything! It was horrible, especially learning Russian, like what even is that language?" Killua complained and Gon sat up straighter.

"Wow, Killua really is amazing…" He mused then looked up with a smile. "Say something!" He cried out excited. Killua laughed lightly.

"Say what? I'm saying things right now." He said, raising a hand in the air questioningly.

"No, no, in another language!"

"Which one?"

"I don't know! Which ones can you speak?!" Gon asked, bouncing slightly with excitement. Killua laughed at his childish manner. He really was like a puppy.

"Umm… I'll say something in Italian, cause that's the one I'm most confident in after English." Killua said, placing his hand on the table in concentration. He cleared his throat playfully while looking off to the side thinking of what to say.

"Il cibo è buono." Killua said, waving his hands at the food. It was Gon's turn to look admirably at Killua and Killua laughed at him. He put a slender finger under Gon's chin and pressed upward, closing his mouth for him that hung open in amazement. Gon snapped out of it and clapped.

"Wow, you sounded so… Cool! So foreign, so…!" Gon struggled for the right word.

"Italian?" Killua asked with an italian accent and Gon nearly squealed.

"Killua, you can't do that, you're too cool! What did you say?" He remembered to ask.

"I said, 'the food's good.'" Killua said, then slightly frowned. "Which is nearly gone. Ah, that's too bad, we gotta eat more cuisine like this again."

"Do you not normally eat this stuff?" Gon asked. "If you've been overseas already?"

Killua shook his head. "I haven't been overseas yet, my brother's have, the most I've had is a nationwide tour when I had my debut concert, but even if I did, there was no way in hell they'd let me eat this kind of stuff! If it's not helping your voice, it's hurting, or something else stupid my mother would probably say." Killua said, sweeping the rest of the food onto his spoon and popping it into his mouth, finishing the meal. "You done?" He asked, talking around the food in his mouth and pointing at his plate. Gon nodded, pulling out his wallet and standing up.

"Killua, you shouldn't say such mean things about your mom…" Gon scolded lightly. Killua scoffed, the huff of air chiming the space between them.

"You say that, but you don't know my mother. She does the craziest things and is literally insane, don't even worry about it." Killua said, pulling out his own wallet. Gon got distracted for half a second, thinking if Killua's mom was as crazy as Killua was trying to portray her… was the nodes her doing? But he was soon brought back to reality when Killua pulled out his black leather wallet.

"Killua, what are you doing?" Gon asked, putting his hand over Killua's wallet to put it down, halting their movement to the front counter. Killua stared back at him like he was acting strange.

"I'mmm… pulling out money to pay for my fooood?" He mused with small chuckles, pulling out the syllabus musically as though it were obvious what he was doing. Which Gon could gather that much, but it was more like…

"Why? No, don't do that, I'm paying for us. I brought you out, I should accommodate everything." Gon said, trying to lower Killua's hands enough for him to get the idea and put his money away. Killua breathed out a laugh.

"You're kidding, right? That's ridiculous, if you think I'm getting let you pay for double the amount of food you didn't even eat, you're crazy. There's no reason for you to pay, this isn't a date or anything…" Killua said, slightly blushing at the end as he remembered exactly how Gon had gotten him out here in the first place, thinking Gon did ask him on a date. Gon whined and Killua whipped his head back in his direction, incrediety scrawled over his features.

"Seriously? You're gonna cry about this? What are you, 12?" Killua asked, poking his head. Gon let out another whine.

"Well, because when you put it like that, it makes no sense that I want to pay for you!"

"You mean logically?"

"But I just want you to know that… I can pay, c'mon Killua, let me pay, please?" He begged, pulling out puppy dog eyes and a pout. Killua blushed as Gon bent into his line of sight, the expression too adorable and Killua found his brain shorting out.

"I-I, fine!" He stammered out, and Gon's bright smile was back on his face, almost making Killua want to squint against the dazzling features.

"Yay!" Gon said, jumping up and running ahead to the counter and Killua rebooted back into life.

"W-wait! Augh!" He groaned, rubbing his face. "Dammit…" He had to be careful around Gon. He was finding out he could hardly ever deny him when he looked at him like that…

Gon paid for their meal and they both made their way back into the streets and began walking along with the flow of foot traffic, pleasant silence filling the space between them. Killua pulled out his phone, frowning slightly at seeing no new messages or notifications before noting the time.

"Well, its 4… what do you wanna do now?" Killua asked, turning to Gon and Gon faced him too.

"Mhh…" He hummed. They had wandered a little further away from the city walk type area and into a more downtown urban resident area, and just across the street from them, Gon saw a park adjacent a basketball court and playground. "Oooh! Let's go to the park!" Gon said, taking Killua's elbow with his hand and dragging him across the street without looking back at him.

"The park?" Killua asked confused. "That's for kids!" He cried in complaint.

"Who says?" Gon asked, swinging open the fence and pulling Killua along to the large structure, a couple kids on it already as they made their way over.

"Th-the Government- Gon! This is embarrassing!" Killua cried, lowering his face as kids and a couple supervising parents looked over at the two teens climbing onto the playground.

"Killua." Gon said, a strange seriousness in his voice, removing his hand from Killua to stop dragging him along and Killua looked up at him. Gon had one foot on the first step that led into the inner parts of the metallic sets, turning back to look at him with eyes so intense his usual amber eyes looked like melted chocolate. Killua swallowed, finding his throat dry and his stomach twisting strangely.

"Killua, what are you so worried about? Why are you so worried about what other people think? Will making sure they're happy with the way you're acting make you happy? Doesn't that stress you out?" Gon asked, Killua's hands clenched into fists at the word 'stress.'

"Gon, you know it's different for us, we- we're going to be stars, we can't just go around doing whatever we want…" He said, and Illumi's and his parents teachings began ringing away in his ears, drilled in like a well lectured lesson. "We have to put up this image of perfection, we aren't people anymore, we're entertainers, and World Stars, and we need to act as such…" Killua felt his nails digging into his palm, and he let them relax at his side. Gon smiled at him like he was dealing with a child and Killua felt his face burn up. "W-what!?" He bit out and Gon stepped down from the step to fully face Killua.

"Fine… we need to try and be good enough for our fans, we need to make sure we don't defile our own names… as World Stars, we need to work a little harder to make sure we don't disappoint our fans and give them our best. But we'll try our hardest, cause that's all we can do, and we're not World Star's yet, so we shouldn't push ourselves so much yet. We have our whole lives to do that after we start our careers. And look around you Killua…" Gon said, placing a hand on Killua's shoulder, and hesitantly, Killua took his eyes from Gon's gaze and made a slow sweep across the park, the kids taking back to playing and only a few parents still glancing their way.

"Is anyone watching for you make a move? To make a mistake? Is anyone taking photo's or videos? We have plenty of time to stress later… Can we play right now?" Gon asked, bending his head into Killua's view for his attention again. Killua peered into Gon's eyes, feeling his body relax as Gon's voice worked it's way into his limbs, shaking and soothing his muscles. His eyes slipped closed, closing Gon off from seeing the emotions flashing through them. He sooo wanted to listen to his words… Illumi's are so much louder… but maybe if he could just… listen to Gon's undertoned bass, he can fall into it and just… play? For once?

Killua let a smile slide onto his face and let his eyelids slip open once he was certain his eyes didn't contain everything he was feeling.

"I guess… you're such a dork sometimes, no other teenager in their right mind would still wanna play on these things…" Killua said, crossing his arms. Gon smiled brightly, happy to have gotten through to him.

"I don't know why though! Why is it so childish to have fun? If growing up means never having fun again, I never wanna grow up." Killua snorted and spun around Gon to climb up the two steps onto the first platform of the playground.

"Idiot! We all grow up someday." Killua sneered, his hands on his hips childishly looking down at Gon. Gon took the challenge with a grin and hopped up the two steps, squeezing by Killua before turning to look back at him.

"We can all grow up, but we don't have to lose our innocence." He chirped, and Killua let a soft smile grow on his face.

"The Little Prince." Killua muttered and Gon nodded with a wide nod.

"I'm happy you at least know about that. C'mon, flower." Gon nodded his head to incline Killua to follow before bending down to crawl through the colorful tube. Killua blushed, but didn't pay it any mind as he followed after Gon with vigor and happiness.

"No way am I flower, I want to be fox!" Killua chimed, his laughter spiraling through the air, and Gon could swear bells were chiming in the distance and birds were chirping in sing-song reponse. He liked it best when Killua was happy.

He would try his best to make sure Killua stays happy.

They played through the obstacle course called a playground, eventually befriending a couple kids that wanted to play with the 'cool older kids'. Killua showed them how to swing to the top of the monkey bars, he walked on top with elegance as he made sure the kids didn't fall as they crawled across, Gon underneath, the parents having a heart attack back at the bench. They slid down the slide in a train and played tag, but fun and games were over when one kid fell off the slide they were jumping off and the parents brought the kids home. Gon and Killua tried to apologize, Gon not able to apologize enough, but the parents assured them it was fine.

With the park now to themselves, Gon and Killua took to the swings, leisurely pushing off to swing in a lazy sway. The late afternoon sun painted the sky in an orange glow as warm as Gon's eyes and Killua looked down in thought, a small smile on his face.

It is this easy? He thought. To have fun…? To let go…? What's wrong with this? Why was this so discouraged? He wanted to believe Gon. That this was fine as long as they were still kids. That's what they were after all. Gon was like his Little Prince, showing him the wonders of the World he forgot, or never knew and suddenly he was very happy Gon was his friend again.

If it's like this… I think I can follow Gon on anything he's doing… He thought.

"Killua." Gon's voice brought him out of his thoughts and he looked over to see him looking at him, folded onto his swing seat. "Back at the orphanage… you seemed really good with the kids, like a natural… have you worked with kids before?"

Gon had just been staring and admiring Killua (he even got a picture, a serene Killua bathed in soft afternoon light, Killua being way too far into his head and thoughts to notice), thinking back to playing with the kids just now and it had reminded Gon he was curious about that since that morning.

Killua blinked and let out a huff.

"Oh, well… I'm the middle child, right? I got a younger sibling I played with when I was younger so I know how to play with them, I guess. And sometimes, when my older brothers were too busy to play with me, I played by myself, but I made games to play with my imaginary fri-" He stopped then, seeming to to physically bite his tongue to stop his mouth vomit.

"No, no, keep going!" Gon insisted, not wanting him to get embarrassed again. "I had an imaginary friend too!" Gon giggled and Killua finally seemed to relax, snickering at Gon.

"Wow, I can't believe- aha, well, yea, I would play with my pretend friends like they were younger than me anyways, so let's just say I've had a lot of practice with playing well." He hummed, turning his profile to Gon again as he stared at the playset. Gon smiled softly, happy Killua could be this open with him.

"Killua, sing with me." Gon asked, not really sure why he asked. Killua turned back to him, a stunned expression on his face.

"Huh?" He asked dumbly. It seemed around Gon, he always made his mind blank.

"Sing with me. I want to harmonize with you again." Gon said, lowering his voice again as sincerity leaked into his tone. Killua shivered unperceivable and looked away.

"G-geez, Gon, that's some way to ask me. So bossy." He muttered sassily, trying to will the weird feelings away. Gon rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

"Sorry… But will you?" He asked again. Killua looked at Gon from the corner of his eye, closing his eyes in exaggerated irritation.

"Fine, just… tell me what you want to sing…" He mumbled, a blush creeping over his cheeks. Gon's smile widened with excitement and his brain almost came up empty from the prospect of having to pull up a good song on the spot.

"Oh! I know…" He chimed and waited until Killua looked over with curiosity as to why he didn't say it right away. They're eyes met and Gon saw that quick contraction of his pupils Killua's cerulean eye that usually happened when Killua met his gaze. "I like Drops of Jupiter."

"D-..." Killua stuttered, trying to pull up the song from his sound files in his brain and his mouth formed an 'o' as he remembered what that was. "Sure… I'm not sure there's a lot of harmonizing in the beginning." He said, running the song through his head to recall anything he might need to remember before reaching it in the song. Gon smiled.

"Then I'll sing first." Gon nodded and Killua looked back up at him. "You come in with harmonization when it's there." He said and Killua lolled his eyes to the ground before nodding.

"Yea, ok." Gon gave a small quiet cough to clear his throat and hummed a note, deciding that was good enough to take as the starting note. He looked on at Killua, feeling the words more heavily in his throat then he remember they ever felt.

"Now that she's back in the atmosphere With drops of Jupiter in her hair… She acts like summer and walks like rain Reminds me that there's a time to change…" Gon's gaze felt too heavy to Killua, and he looked away, feeling a blush crawl onto his features, and he was beginning to believe that was going to be a staple of being around Gon. Why did it feel like he was singing to him instead of with him?

"Since the return from her stay on the moon She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey, hey...Hey, hey, hey," Killua was happy for when he was able to come in and harmonize. "But tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded And that heaven is overrated? Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star– One without a permanent scar? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?" That feeling of singing with Gon came back, and he got swept in the music, creating his own harmonizing notes even where there was none in the actual song.

"Now that she's back from that soul vacation Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey, hey (mmm) She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo, Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey, hey (yeah)... Now that she's back in the atmosphere, I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane Told a story about a man who was too afraid to fly so he never did land."

This was how it was to sing with Gon, to feel this freedom, this reminiscent happiness that gave him feeling when he sang, that it was so right. And they painted a picture with their voices, created atmosphere with their notes, and Killua was flying through the stars with Gon.

"But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day And head back to the Milky Way? And tell me, did Venus blow your mind? Was it everything you wanted to find? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there?"

Killua slipped his eyes closed to relish in the feelings, hoping to hold on to it for the next time he ever had to sing without Gon again, because he almost couldn't imagine how he did before, how he found the strength to. Gon felt a bit upset that he couldn't look into the wide expanse that was Killua's eyes, but he looked so content and happy, he suppose it was fine like this too.

"Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken?

Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong

Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance, five-hour phone conversation?

The best soy latte that you ever had and me…"

Their harmony rang through the streets, the held-out, trilling note beautiful in the setting sun. Gon stopped singing as he marveled at Killua, but Killua continued, barely registering Gon had stopped, and Gon could have listened to him all day...

"But tell me, did the wind sweep you off your feet? Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day And head back toward the Milky Way? And tell me, did you sail across the sun? Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded And that heaven is overrated?" Gon jumped back in, too excited to hold himself back from singing along with his favorite person, and Killua opened his eyes again to a smiling Gon, and couldn't help smiling himself.

"And tell me, did you fall for a shooting star, One without a permanent scar? And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself? Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na…

And did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day?

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

And did you fall for a shooting star, fall for a shooting star?

Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na

And now you're lonely looking for yourself out there…." They finished off, and Killua realized they were a bit too close, having leaned in during the song. He straightened up and cleared his throat.

"Ahem… that was fun…" He chuckled out, and still feeling Gon's gaze, stood up from the swing. "What do you want to do now?" Gon seemed to snap out of whatever spell was over him and got up as well.

"Right! Um…" He looked around. "Let's see... if we continue further downtown, there's this lake with a boardwalk and plaza. When it turns evening, they have these festivities, like street performers and side stands with snacks and stuff, and they have these lights around the lake that's really pretty when they turn on at night." Gon suggested. Killua made a face.

"Downtown? That's pretty far from your home Gon, and we didn't take the car."

"Oh, from there, there is this side street that's a straight shot back home. It shouldn't take longer than 20 minutes to walk back from there." Gon assured, shaking his hands and head. Killua regarded him a while longer before a smile broke out.

"Sure. Sounds interesting." Killua said, peaking at his phone and giving it a slight frown again. Gon would have asked about it since that was the second time that day Gon's saw he's done it, but he turned back with such a care-free smile Gon thought he imagined it. "Let's go."

They headed down the streets, and the breeze began to pick up as they got closer to the lake's location, the houses gave way to larger streets and side stores, street lamps lined the roads giving the air an ethereal glow like they were no longer in some known place on Earth.

The sun set, but left behind its glow of orange, purples, and red in the sky, stars beginning to pimple out in the sky. Killua took everything in as he passed, Gon again finding himself lost as he regarded Killua and how cute he was often, lit up in the sunset colors and the lights spilling onto the streets from the store windows. He took a couple more sneaky pictures when he was sure Killua wouldn't notice.

"Oi! Gon, look at those!" Killua said, pointing to one of the side stalls. They were selling donut holes, 5 skewed on a stick. "They look like dangos!" He laughed, carefree, and looked over at Gon and Gon felt his breath catch in his throat at how beautiful Killua's eyes were in the dimming lights around them, sparkling with the reflections and his hair whipping every which way around his face from the late summer breeze.

"Do want some?" Gon asked, already reaching for his wallet. Killua's eyes flicked down to the movement and he scoffed, a smile still on his face.

"I mean, I think you'll buy it for me whether or not I say yes, so sure." He said, hooking arms with Gon and dragging him forward. The lady behind the stand fried it fresh right there in her stand and gave them their donut snacks. They both thanked her and strolled down the streets, music filling the air, musicians battling other musicians for people's attentions as they performed street-side.

"This place really is cool… Nice choice…" Killua hummed, the finished stick stuck in his mouth, played with in between his lips. Gon felt his chest lighten up even more at Killua's words, beyond happy Killua really was as happy as he hoped he would be. His chest was so light, Gon thought he might be able to fly if he jumped hard enough. Killua's eyes suddenly lit up, looking somewhere across from Gon.

"It's the lake!" Killua cried, and jogged across the small green park, benches, sidewalks and street lamps wrapped up with small white lights. Gon turned and chased after him, not wanting to be too far from Killua.

Killua stopped his momentum with the gate that edged the lake, looking at all the colors and lights gleaming off the glassy surface, the colors blending in a beautiful display, the fading sunset reflected off like a backdrop, more stars out and the inky blackness of night dominating the sky now.

"It really is beautiful…" He murmured, and Gon felt a heat wash over his face and something heavy settle in his chest, like he's suppose to do something, his hands itched to do something, something with Killua. He reached his hands out, not really knowing what he intended to do, and he ended up wrapping his arms around Killua in a back hug.

"You're beautiful…" Gon ended up murmuring as he wrapped him in his arms, not knowing where it came from but knowing he meant it with every fiber of his being. Killua stiffened in his arms, and Gon could feel where his back pressed against his chest that Killua's heart rate sped up. Before Gon could even feel Killua's warmth mingle with his own, Killua pulled away, wringing himself to the left and out of Gon grasp. It was pretty cold without him in his arms.

"W-what the hell, that's not- you can't just say that kind of stuff to guys…" Killua said, darting his eyes left and right, as though looking if anyone heard or saw what happened. Gon pouted.

"But it's true! If you think the lake's beautiful, you're at least 3 times more beautiful." Gon could see Killua tense at that, and even in the dim light that illuminated his face in a soft white glow, Gon could see the blush that covered his face and down his neck.

"I-! I can't believe you!" He cried, marching towards him and almost instinctively Gon covered his forehead with both hands. Just as he did, Killua was lifting his fist with a flick ready. He blinked at what Gon did, but instead of being deterred, Killua let a cheshire grin grace his features and his hand curled up, his arm came back and he gave a quick jab to Gon in his gut.

"Auughhh…" Gon groaned, curling downward, and he felt Killua pet his head.

"Oh, nooo. Are you ok?" He cooed teasingly and Gon would glare at him if he could lift his head, so he glared at Killua's shoes.

"Geez, I can't speak around you." Gon complained, working his way to stand back up and Killua crossed his arms.

"Not with that mouth, you can't! I don't understand how exactly you were raised, but it's weird and unnatural and most people would run for the hills, or explode in a ball of embarrassed fire around you." Gon's mouth puckered up and shifted this way and that as he let Killua's words sink in, and then it spread into a wide grin.

"But you stay around anyways!" Gon cried and Killua's eyes widened in shock. "You must like me alot!" Gon cheered and Killua looked to the side, looking like he maybe wants to curse.

"Whatever! Let's go! We haven't even made our way halfway around the lake." He grounded out, grabbing Gon's hand and pulling forward. Gon felt lighter than air hearing Killua didn't deny it. He's happy Killua likes being around him too, because Gon loved being around Killua.

They walked, pointing out stores and street performers, Killua making fun of a couple of them even though Gon tried to tell him to be nice. They watched caramel apple makers through windows and someone with a dancing monkey. They were nearly at the street that Gon said would take them back to the house when another small grassplot held a small stage and some flashing strobe lights coming from a small machine.

"Wow, what's that? Fancy…" Killua mumbled, and Gon couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not. The performers were just getting on stage and announcing their song, starting with a small strumm to get in-tune and Gon smiled, grabbing Killua's free hand again.

"Let's go check it out. They must be good if they have these lights and stuff!" Gon suggested, looking back at Killua who looked bored but shrugged.

"Sure." He complied, speeding up to walk next to Gon so he wasn't dragged and let go his hand. They stood in front of the stage, a couple rows of people already standing there as they launched into their song, and it was pretty good. Gon looked to his side and saw Killua bobbing his head, a small smile on his face as he listened to the bands twinkling and whirling noises and sounds. More people were gathering and Gon wondered how it felt to be up there right now. Seeing all these people out to see you, catching their attention with just your skills and smiles, performing your heart out for people who you don't even know but you bring smiles to. He wondered how the view was.

"Now…" The lead singer panted out into the crowd, his voice low, but not very pleasingly, like he was trying too hard to sound sexy or winded. "Who's ready to rock!?" He cried out, and the crowd screamed out their approval, Killua even let out a small whoop, feeding off the energy and Gon let out his own cry of happiness. The band let into it, the music loud and not as light as their past songs.

The music was thumping and loud, and Gon's chest reverberated, but not with the bass, (they didn't have a bass guitar up there, and the drummer looked almost bored with the song they picked) just with how loud the music blared through the speakers shook Gon. He felt, more than saw, the crowd number increase, people starting to jump and headbang with the music, people pressing in to get closer to the energetic music. Gon laughed, feeling himself getting swept up in it, and began hopping himself.

The music could be better, but it was fun and the crowd was enjoying it, plus Killua didn't complain about it yet, so. Gon turned his head to talk to Killua precisely about that, half expecting to see Killua jumping along with the crowd, but he was met with the back of his head. Gon stopped hopping, watching as Killua's head jerked this way and that as he looked around, his body language stiff and tense, his shoulders hunched in the tension. Gon felt his chest lurch and he reached a hand out to his shoulder.

"Killua?" Gon asked, tentatively, wondering if he would even hear him over the blasting music (too loud, it's too loud to Gon now), and Killua jumped, turning his head back in Gon's direction. His eyes were wide and his pupils dilated like a scared cat ready to jump out of its skin, his beautiful eyes shaking slightly as he regarded Gon like he forgot he was there.

Gon felt like a bucket of ice water was poured over him and he grabbed Killua's arm, bringing him closer, "Let's get out of here…" He said in low voice, feeling protective, making sure Killua could hear him by bringing his mouth to his ear. Gon had already started to move, Killua already tucked under his arm, when Killua nodded to his statement.

Gon held him, moving away from the crowd and loud music, until he could barely hear it anymore. Gon's mind was racing at what happened. But what did happen? Killua was scared? Or the way he held himself, was… that was stress? No, anxiety? Did Killua have anxiety?

Gon wanted to hold him forever, keep him safe in his arms, but Killua was pushing at Gon and he let his arms fall away from Killua's back, allowing him walk straight and normally.

"Geez, Gon, ever heard of personal space?" He had a blush over his features as he joked. Gon blinked at him, his mind reeling in on itself as he thought back to everything. Killua's fine? Gon searched his body language, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary, all traces of the tense Killua seemed left behind at the concert. Gon would let it go for now, but he made a mental note to ask about it later, probably when Killua would feel more comfortable talking about it. He needed to know exactly what happened so that he knows how to take care of Killua better if it happens again.

Killua shoved his hands in his pockets and kept his eyes on the ground as Gon led them to the street that led away from the boardwalk and downtown plaza. It was emptier since most boardwalkers were at that giant concert and the performers that lined the streets weren't as frequent as the two of them walked farther from the heart of the festivities. Gon kept light conversation in the air for Killua, aiming to pretend nothing happened as long as Killua did.

They passed the last performer on the edge of the festivities, his gentle guitar strumming, humming and mumbling nonsensical words and Killua pulled his hand out of his pocket, tossing a coin into the open guitar case as they passed.

They walked in comfortable silence, the sky finally completely draped in dark blue, the sky spread with stars as piercing as Killua's hair. Gon opened his mouth to say something, probably to say as much, when Killua spoke first,

"What time is it…" He mumbled, pulling at his phone and pulling it out. "Hm, it's only 8…" He slid his eyes to lock onto Gon's. "Did you have anything else in mind you wanted to do?" He asked, and Gon got the feeling he was trying to end their time together. Gon, slightly panicked, let out a laugh a little too loud for the empty street.

"Of course! Killua!" He laughed, shoving his shoulder and looked away with a natural lolled of his head, although his face was stricken as he racked his brain for something. Killua rubbed his shoulder (although the shove didn't hurt) and looked at the back of Gon's head confused.

"Well?" He asked.

"Oh! Wh- you- we didn't have dinner yet! Killua! Why don't you have dinner at m-my place?" Gon asked, losing control of his voice volume, cringing as it broke at the end. Killua obviously snickered down a laugh and looked up to the sky, in the dim light his eyes were a deep ocean blue.

"Mh… dinner at your place? I don't wann-"

"You won't impose! In fact, I'm sure Mito already made you dinner! You'll hurt her feelings!" He was practically begging now, but he really didn't want his day with Killua to end, not yet, and it was always easy for him to give in to his strong feelings. Killua looked over at him, his face a mask Gon couldn't read, and then he finally sighed, a small smile on his face.

Why can't I ever say no to this idiot?

"Fine. Dinner should be fine." He hummed and Gon beamed.

"Yay!" He cheered, shoving Killua's shoulder again and bounding ahead. "Race ya?" He called out as he walked backwards. A mischievous smile stretched across Killua face and he started running, the words "You're on," wisping in the wind as he passed the caught-off guard Gon. He twirled on his heel and followed Killua, laughing.


Mito stood at the front doorway, glaring down at the two teenagers grinning sheepishly up at her. She had heard them barreling up the steps, probably disturbing all the neighbors on all the floors they passed, and then they burst in through the doors, shouting about some race. She was nearly shocked out of her skin, but coming back into her senses, she knocked them both over the head and herded them back over to the door.

Gon rubbed at his head, muttering 'ow,' but he was use to it, Killua looked at her wide eyed like he just witnessed a world wonder.

"You can't be that loud this late at night! People are trying to sleep or relax! And you ran in here with your outside shoes, bringing in all this dirt and dust I have to sweep up now. Save your rowdiness for the day time before I make you guys sleep outside like the animals you're acting like." She scolded and Gon began smiling sheepishly, hands behind his back, and Killua followed his lead.

"Sorry Aunt-Mito san. I'll help you sweep...? Really sorry." Gon said with sincerity. Killua nodded.

"I don't want to be any trouble." Killua voiced. Mito gave them side glances but nodded.

"Fine. It's ok, Killua, I know it was Gon's fault." She said with a hint of affection in her voice and Gon gasped while Killua snickered.

"That's not fair! How do you know?!" He asked.

"Well, this just seems like something you'd do." She shrugged while walking away and Gon slumped. "Remember to take off your shoes this time!" She called over her shoulder. Gon sighed and bent down to his unlace his boots. Killua followed suit and bent over next to Gon, then whispered to Gon.

"Gon… what's sweeping?" He asked and Gon looked at him with wide eyes before laughing.

"You guys don't have a broom in your house?" He asked through his peals of laughter. Killua frowned.

"I don't know! Maybe! What does it do?" He whispered loudly, feeling embarrassed again. Gon fell over to his side laughing and Killua stood up, positioning his sock-clad foot over Gon's stomach to stomp down, but just then Mito came back over. He zipped his foot back to his side and hands behind his back. She raised a suspicious eyebrow at the laughing Gon but she had the broom.

"Oh, that…" Killua mumbled, scratching at his cheek. He's seen the butlers do it sometimes when Killua's up late enough or stayed home from school, but he's never bothered to ask what they were doing. Gon finally gathered himself together as Mito began sweeping the dirt they stomped in.

"By the way, dinner is ready, the plates are by the stove." She said after she determined nothing suspicious is happening. Gon hopped to his feet, his camo slippers on his feet.

"Yay! Killua, those there are the guest slippers, there." Gon said, pointing at the pale pink slippers by Killua's feet. Gon waited until his socked feet were within the confines before pulling him forward. "Thanks Mito-san!" He called out over his shoulder.

Walking fully into Gon's house for the first time, Killua tried to take everything in as Gon pulled him along. Gon was veering right from the main entrance hallway and into the tiled kitchen segment which overlooked the living room. The TV was on the wall to the left of the entrance, a long couch across from it on the other wall, an empty guitar stand on the wall by the windows and a few japanese inspired paintings and words on the wall, and in the center between the couch and the TV was…

"You have a KOTATSU TABLE?!" Killua cried out, wringing his arm out of Gon's death grip that was intent on getting them dinner and jogged back to the living room. "I've always wanted one of these!" He expressed as he came closer. In range, he shot underneath the blanket of the table, and there were movements shifting the covers before he popped out the other side.

"Ah, it's so warm! It's exactly like I always thought it'd be! Oh…" He whimpered, placing his cheek to the table. "This is so cool! You live so Japanese!" Killua said, calling into the kitchen. Gon smiled at his pale friend who was geeking out again over his interests.

"Well, ya, it's what we are!" Gon said, putting on dinner on two plates for the two of them. As Gon was plating his food, Mito finished sweeping and came into the kitchen, making a plate for herself. The two Freeces brought the plates over and was positioned on the table for the three dining.

"Uuuwa, this looks so good…" Killua hummed. He was used to getting professionally made plates, plated so pretty it could win chef competitions, but this just looked homely and robust. Would he even be able to finish it all? He knows it's rude when you don't finish the food in Japan. He was brought out of his thoughts when Mito addressed him.

"Killua, I'm happy you were able to join us for dinner." She smiled affectionately at Killua and Killua felt the blood rush to his cheeks.

"It-it's no problem… I was… going to eat dinner anyways..." He chuckled and Mito smiled again. How can she look so full of love for someone she just met today?

"Alright, well, let's eat." She sighed and she held her hands up. Ah, Killua knew what this was! He also lifted his hands and clapped with her, both saying "Itadakimasu!" a small smile on his face, happy he was able to do so in a proper setting. He then noticed Gon didn't do it and was just digging in.

"Eh?! Gon, what are you doing? Aren't you suppose to do the little- prayer thing?" He asked, watching Gon. He stopped stuffing his face and looked up at him.

"Hmm? Why?" He asked. Killua blinked.

"Well, isn't that what you do in Japan?" He asked. Gon smiled.

"But, we're not in Japan?" He asked. Killua wanted to open his mouth to argue but that was just… logic.

"Hah?" He asked dumbly not knowing what else to do. Gon giggled at the face Killua made.

"I mean, it's fun to do the cultural stuff, and it helps me keep in touch with my heritage, but we're not in Japan, and there's no strict rules or obligations to do them all." Gon assured and Killua nodded slowly.

"That's true..." He hummed then smiled and clapped again. "Thank you for the food!" He chuckled and began digging into the home style meal.

The meal was filled with idle chatter about their day and Mito telling Killua a little more about herself. Gon took a few more photos, which Killua let him keep even thought he was super embarrassed. Mito tried asking about Killua family, but she soon found out that was a futile attempt as he somehow fluidly and naturally managed to guide the conversation else where while giving minimal information. He obviously didn't like to talk about them.

The meal ended and Gon got up as Killua's laugh petered off at something Mito said.

"Killua! Come on, I wanna show you my room!" He said and Killua got up just as excited.

"Sure!"

"Have fun!" She called, picking up the dishes left behind by the boys. Killua followed Gon into one of the three back rooms which led into Gon's, figuring the other two was Mito's room and the bathroom. His eyes fanned over the small space, a bed under the window facing his dresser, a mirror on the sliding closet door, clothes and other thing slewn about the room messily and in the corner by the end of his bed was…

"Wah, is that..." He cried out, walking towards the vintage blonde guitar. Gon smiled as he walked passed Killua and sat onto his bed.

"Yea, my dad left it here with me. I'm guessing because he probably has something cooler. But I like to think he left it for me because he actually wanted me to have it." Gon hummed, folding his legs up underneath him.

Killua turned to look at Gon, his back to the guitar.

"You're dad? Where is your dad?" He asked, placing a knee on the end of the bed. Gon squished his lips to one side of his face.

"He left us when I was really young. Ging Freeces." Gon admitted and Killua's eyes widened at that. Ging? He's heard of him, one of the top 5 World Stars out there according to both his dad and Netero before. "He left because he was traveling the world as a World Star. Apparently he's really good, he has a lot of fans. We tried to follow him, moving from Japan to America, but then he was moving on again before we barely even got settled in. He doesn't really have a living space, he either lives on his tour bus or in hotel rooms rented out for him by his agency." Gon said, shrugging, a sad look in his eye. Killua didn't like that look.

"Is that why you want to be a World Star? Because your dad is one?" He asked softly. Gon looked up at Killua, a little more fire in his eyes.

"Yea! Well, sort of. I'm sure I love to sing and perform because of my dad, but I want to become a World Star so I know the life he loved so much, he was able to leave his family behind… and I want to become the best, even surpass him. I know I can do it. I just have to work hard." Gon nodded, a bit of that sad look entering back into his eyes. Killua pressed his mouth into a line, feeling slight animosity for the father that left this bright child behind to chase after him because he was so selfish as to chase a world of material things. He could have at least tucked Gon in some corner of his tour bus as he travelled, but then again, if that happened, Killua would have never been able to meet Gon, and he didn't know what he'd do if he never met Gon. Probably still be the shell he was before.

He looked back at the golden guitar, still surprised Gon has such an expensive guitar in such good condition, considering how old it should be if it was real. Well he supposed it was possible if he treated it as well as Killua treated the very silver headphones around his neck and never touched it. Well, if Ging left it with him at a young age, he probably never even taught him how to play.

"Mind if I…?" Killua asked softly after a moment, gesturing to the guitar. Gon blinked, like remembering he was still there then smiled encouragingly.

"Yea, go ahead. I don't do much with it anyways." He intoned and Killua gave a curt nod. He picked it up gently by the neck of the guitar and cradled it into his body, settling properly on the bed and facing Gon.

Giving a strum, he heard it was out of tune, and went to work on tuning it then looked up at Gon with a smile, who was looking back at Killua like he was the coolest person in the world. And…

"Gah, why do you always have that camera out?!" He groaned, covering his face. Gon let a smile spread on his face as he lowered the camera.

"I just… I just liked the way you looked holding my guitar." He said softly. Killua was already lean and thin, he looked even smaller behind the clunky guitar, and it made a warm feeling spread through his chest watching Killua handle his prized guitar with such care. Gon's starting to get the feel that he should try to photograph Killua when he gets that feeling. Killua rolled his eyes, the red receding off his cheeks, then returned his attention back to the guitar.

He began strumming out a tune. Gon recognized it immediately after hearing the first two chords.

"Fathers be good to your daughters…" Gon sang out along with Killua's soft strumming. Killua joined in with higher harmonization, and they still couldn't believe the wave of goosebumps that washed over them when they sang together, it was scary good.

"Daughters will love like you do… girls become lovers, who turn into mothers… so mothers be good to your daughters too…" Killua stopped strumming.

"Hey, where is your mom anyway?" Killua asked. Gon blinked then let out a snort like what he asked was funny.

"Well, Mito's the closest thing to a mother I have. So, technically, my mom's in the living room!" He chuckled. Killua blinked.

"You don't know?" He asked, gaping. Gon shook his head.

"The only person who would have known would be my father, and he left before I knew I should have a mother, and I think it would be insensitive to ask Mito about my mother when she's trying so hard for me to begin with. Besides, I don't really care. I don't need to where she is, I don't miss her, I don't feel like anything is missing. Mito's always been there…" Gon explained and Killua smiled.

Mito who had been cleaning the dishes heard Gon singing, and as she loves to listens to him sing, stopped washing to move closer only to hear his voice become accompanied by Killua, creating beautiful harmony she became mesmerized by. She stayed by the door to listen to them sing when Killua stopped and asked about his mother. She felt a bit nervous but when Gon had finished his answer, she found herself wiping at tears.

"Oh Gon…." She whispered and turned away to finish the dishes. That was the little ray of sunshine she loved so much.

Killua strummed again and again Gon recognized it almost instantly, jumping in to sing happily,

"Isn't she lovely…" He sang out, purposely trying to add more zeal in his voice to mimic the blind musician's voice. Killua giggled a little before coming in with the harmonization as before. "Isn't she wonderful, isn't she precious, less than one minute old. I never thought through love we'd be… Making one as lovely as she. But isn't she lovely made from love…" He strummed to the finish but let his fingers idly pluck the chords musically to keep notes in the air. Gon sighed.

"I love that song…" He murmured, and racked his brain for other songs he could sing with Killua. "Oh, this one too! I've got sunshine…!" He sang and Killua lit up, his fingers flying nimbly across the strings to play the chords, then sang along as the next verse came up along with the tempo. "On a cloudy day… When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May. Well, I guess you say what can make me feel this way…"

They tried to segment their singing like the song, Gon singing first, with Killua echoing after and Gon skipping off his first line to sing the highest part, "My girl…! Talkin' bout my girl! My girl!" They laughed at their failed attempt, although the music still sounded nice. It continued on, with Killua starting the strum to see if Gon knew it before the words came in and Gon starting a song to see how quickly Killua could get the chords out to accompany their voices, and they both harmonized with each other. It was fun and their synchronization and ease of talent made the time go by, lost in the game of chase and challenge.

Killua still couldn't believe how fun and exhilarating it felt to sing with Gon, it left his skin tingling. It was carefree with no pressure to sing well, which just made it that much more fun, finding himself laughing while he sang, mirroring the funny faces Gon would make at him. They were in the midst of another song when Mito knocked on the door, a frown on her face.

"Boys, it's getting late. Gon, maybe you should drive Killua home?" She asked. Both the boys blinked owlishly at her then glanced at each other. Gon reached for his phone on the bed in between them, Killua peering over curiously.

"11 o clock?!" Gon cried out shocked. He had no idea it had gotten that late.

"What?!" Killua mimicked the shock, getting up and placing the guitar back on the stand. He yanked his own phone out his back pocket and peered onto the screen, his panic and urgency subsiding a little at what he saw.

"That's so weird… Illumi normally at least texts me if I've been out for too long…" He mumbled mostly to himself. Controlling as he is, Illumi would have blown up my phone if I stayed out any longer than 9… maybe he thinks I'm at home? But he would double check that, that isn't like Illumi at all… Killua was lost in thought but Gon was no better. He didn't want Killua to leave!

"W-wait! Mito, if it's already so late, can't Killua sleep over, please?!" Gon pouted, placing his clasped hands under his chin, giving her his best puppy dog eyes. She crumbled slightly at the sight, and gave a small whine that Gon knew that meant she'd give in.

"If… it's ok with Killua. You're family must be worried. Maybe you wanna check in with them?" She asked, and Killua finally tuned back into the conversation. He gave them a blank stare then another fleeting glance at the phone.

"Erm… I mean…" If Illumi hasn't texted him already. "It should be fine. I…" He turned to look at Gon's dumb bright face with his stupid hopeful smile and the fun personality and Killua sighed. "I'd love to sleep over." He chuckled, but even before he got the full sentence out, Gon was cheering and jumping off the bed.

"Yayy! We can get the sheets and put a bunch of pillows on the floor and talk all night-!" He cried, running to his closest, immersing himself waist deep and throwing heavy comforters out over his shoulder.

"Ahem? All night, oh no, a good singer needs plenty of rest, do not stay up too late, if I wake up and you guys are still awake, you both are getting spankings." Mito scolded. Killua started chuckling, but a quick glance at Gon told him she wasn't kidding. She'd do it. He straightened up and both boys replied "Yes ma'am." She smiled and nodded.

"Good. Good night boys. See you in the morning." She said, walking out the door, leaving it open a crack. The teens looks over at each other and smiled excitedly. Killua helped Gon place the sheets on the ground, but when he tried to build a tower of pillows for himself, Gon was whining his complaint.

"Killua, I'll need something to sleep on!" He complained, pulling his pillow fort apart. Killua blinked at him then cocked his head to one side.

"Huh?" He asked. Gon pouted.

"If you keep all the pillows for yourself, I won't have anything to sleep on!" He cried.

"You have pillows, right there, on your bed-!"

"No, Killua, I'm sleeping on the floor with you! Like a real sleepover!" He cried and Killua's eyes lit up in realization.

"Oooh… You wanna… I don't know Gon, I move alot when I sleep, you might not like having me as a bed mate." He tsked, but was only met with another wide smile.

"I move alot when I sleep too!" He cried and Killua barked out a laugh.

"Wow! Ok, fine, but don't complain when I end up kicking at your face." He challenged with a smirk. Gon met it with the same fire in his eyes.

"Only if you don't complain when I try to bite your leg." He countered and they laughed. Gon suddenly swung his head in the door's direction, quieting his laughter. Killua remembered then too that they're suppose to be trying to go to sleep.

"Oh, heehe, hold on." Gon said in a hushed tone, and scooted to the edge of their makeshift bed and nudging the door closed. "Better."

The bed made, Killua got up to look at their handiwork then looked down at himself.

"O-oooh. What am I gonna wear?" He cringed and Gon hopped up.

"That's easy! I'll just give you one of my night wears." He said, jogging over to a drawer and Killua followed at a slower pace. By the time Killua got there, Gon twirled around with the clothings in hand. It was a large gray T-shirt and sweatpants.

"Ah. Thanks." He said, taking it and turning away. It wasn't much different than what he wore to bed at home, but he mostly went shirtless at night. He slid the silver headphones off his shoulders, looking around and placing it carefully on the stand with Gon's guitar before he slipped the door open to exit into the hallway and the bathroom. Gon pouted because he didn't think he needed to leave the room to change- they even showered together! But he wouldn't try to make him uncomfortable, which reminded him…

Gon finished changing himself into a tank top and a different pair of sweatpants when the door slid back open. Gon turned around with a smile on his face only to be met with a dissatisfied expression on Killua's.

"This… isn't going to work." He groaned. Killua underestimated how broad Gon was, even if what they wore to bed was similar, their body type definitely wasn't the same. Killua was much more lean and thin.

The shirt hung on Killua's frame, his body swimming in it and his form hidden, but it kept on his shoulders well enough... But the sweatpants Gon gave him hung so loosely around his slim waist that if he wasn't clutching a fistful of the hem, it would fall right to the ground. Gon bit his tongue to keep from laugh at the cute sight.

"Ah, sorry!" Gon knew he was small, but he didn't know he was this slender. "Do you want a pants with drawstrings?" He asked. Killua narrowed his eyes at the amusement Gon failed to keep out of his voice even though he managed not to laugh at him. He won't stand for this belittlement.

"Ah, no, I can just sleep in my boxers. They're basically shorts anyways." He said, and he released the bundle of fabric in his hands. Like a curtain at a magic show, the pants fell from his waist and, pooling at his ankles, revealing creamy white long legs, continuous and smooth. The boxers were either too short or the shirt too big and long, but they didn't cover much, just barely peeking out from the bottom of the shirt where the leg sprouted from. Gon suddenly felt warm again and felt like he shouldn't be viewing this unfiltered, so he turned his head away, rubbing at the back of his neck out of habit.

"Aha, are you sure you don't want any pants?" Gon felt the need to ask to make sure he was ok with this.

"Yea, it's fine…" Killua said, shimmying his sock clad feet out from the discarded pants around his ankles. He looked up to see Gon looking at anything in the room but he him and he felt a wave self-consciousness hit him. "Wh-why, would you rather I-?" He started but then Gon whipped his head back in his direction, and just having Gon look back at him helped his sudden self consciousness to subdue.

"N-no! I just wanted to make sure…" He muttered at the end and Killua scoffed before rolling onto the bed.

"Idiot. It was my idea." He replied before rolling forward onto the bed. He unfurled from the sumersault by Gon's feet and looking up like a pup ready to play, a mischievous smile on his face. The shirt rolled up to reveal those seemingly missing boxers, making the shirt look more fitting, but the fabric twisted around him and his hair disheveled like that….

Killua's…. so cute! Gon thought feeling the heat settle on his cheeks again. He felt restless then and what Killua did looked so fun, he wanted to play.

"Ok!" He crooned, then tackled Killua in a play fight, and they wrestled, the padding and pillows softening their topples into the ground. Killua ended up winning, sitting atop of Gon with a triumphant smirk on his features. He may have been small but he had moves, using Gon's size against him and making the most of his own strength.

They were talking while playing small games like rock-paper-scissors when they heard a small creaking out in the hallway, and they both froze, breath held to hear what it was. It could have been the building settling…

But it could have been Mito.

Gon flew up and turned off the lights and tucked himself under the sheets next to Killua, both curled up in balls facing each other, the only light coming into the room came from the blue tinged night sky of the stars and moon that had yet to peek through Gon's window.

They spoke in quieter hushed tones, letting sleep lazily come visit them, but Gon didn't want to forget. He wanted to ask tonight. He just had to ask him.

"Killua…" Gon asked softly, and Killua's gaze flicked up to meet his, blue eyes still vivid in the blue tinged darkness.

"Ya, Gon?"

"You…" He let his tongue dart out to wet his lips as he thought how to phrase his question. "Do you have anxiety?" Killua blinked, once... twice, then he sat his head up on his arm.

"What? No, I don't, why would you ask that?" He asked, his voice no longer set at a whisper to preserve the quiet of the night.

"B-because!" Gon said, now sitting up more himself. "Back at that concert, where the music was really loud and we were in the middle of the crowd, you looked really freaked out. Cause then, are you claustrophobic?" Gon asked. Even before Gon finished his sentence, Killua's eyes widened as he remembered what he was talking about, and he sat up as well, although his movements were a bit more stiff, and briefly Gon regretted making Killua feel uncomfortable again. He let out a long sigh then slowly started shaking his head.

"I can't possibly have anxiety. There's no way, I have been drilled since birth to thrive in public situations, to be fluid conversationally, and mask off any outward signs of weakness. So, for one thing, there was no way you could have seen me freaking out, I'm sure I could have been able to hide it, easily, from you." He said, then poked Gon in the forehead. Gon pressed his mouth into a thin line, knowing this wasn't something he was suppose to muscle his way through with his loud and pushy talking style. He needed to approach this a little differently than he usually did.

"Ok… well, you may be able to hide that kind of stuff from other people but I notice you a lot, Killua, so I know when something's off, and… I think you were just being really bad at hiding it at that moment, which I don't blame you for since you seemed unnerved." Gon said, stressing certain words so Killua wouldn't interrupt him, which he looked ready to do multiple times through his sentence, his mouth opening and closing and many expressions running on and off his face. Gon gave a pause to let Killua say anything at the end of his sentence, but he just looked down, his lips sucked in his mouth. Gon let out a small sigh.

"And… anxiety is a little weird. You can get it from certain events in the past and it can be triggered by certain things that remind you of that time, but then it can also just come in waves afterwards, randomly and at the worst times. You might be able to play it off better at some times, but some situations just freak you out to the point where, you could just have a panic attack. Small situations that should be able to be handled easily become too stressful for you..." He tried to explain, and Killua finally met his eyes as he talked. Maybe it was just the darkness but his eyes seem to be shaking again slightly. "I… Killua, back at the concert... what did you feel?" Gon asked and Killua closed his eyes, letting out a sigh, and Gon thought he looked so serene, but still waters run deep.

"It was just…" He sighed again through his nose and he let his eyes open again, and Gon feared he wouldn't say, his eyes were so shallow again. "I was fine." He muttered. Gon deflated, figuring he would stop there, but then he continued, to Gon's satisfaction. "We were in the crowd, but there was plenty of space around us, and we were closer to the back, the exits to get out the crowd were obvious and easy to get to. Then the rock started, and that was fine too. It was a little loud and it made it hard to think, but there was no reason to, right? We were having fun, dancing mindlessly to… eh, ok music." He said, sure he was trying to lighten the mood, but Gon was too zoned in, hanging on every word to make sure he understood clearly. Killua squinted his eyes at Gon, the gaze becoming much too heavy to be of any comfort anymore. But he already decided he trusted Gon enough to tell him something he probably hasn't tried to tell anyone in years.

"Then the people came… They… pushed in, y'know, you could feel it, the p-pressure in the air, as they tried to get closer to the stage or to just squeeze in…" He said, internally cringing as he stuttered over a word. Gon glanced down at the movement in Killua's lap, his fists curling and opening like he didn't know what to do with them. Killua pressed his lips together, and his eyes were to the left of Gon now, unseeing like he was lost in the memory of the concert. Gon felt the need to do something, so he took one of his hands, it clutching around Gon's as it was closing into fist.

Killua startled back into the present, startled at the sudden weight in his hands, and snapped his eyes to Gon who gave him a reassuring smile, the heavy gaze lighter and Killua could breath a little easier.

"Well, th-that's…" lie. "That was fine, but with the music, I couldn't think and suddenly I felt trapped and cornered and I couldn't find any exits, my arms, they started feeling numb and tight all at once and my mind… blanked." He let out, relieving the feelings as he spoke, but they fleeted right after, the warmth in his hand too comforting to allow his… anxiety to overcome him. Did he really have anxiety that badly?

"You were frightened." Gon concluded and Killua lowered his head. That bad, right? A World Star shouldn't have anxiety, should get over it. It was a fear he told Illumi about years ago, and he told him more training will help with that, will get rid of it… but Killua thinks he made it worse. So he made a mask instead so Illumi didn't know, no one would, and the training stopped.

"It seems you started feeling panicked when you felt pressured?" Killua let his head come back up to meet Gon's golden hues, Gon's voice reaching into his chest and vibrating his limbs like a miniscule message on every fiber of his muscles. Killua nodded numbly. Gon nodded, looking down, looking lost in thought, and Killua thought it was so funny when he could see him physically turning his gears thinking, and he wanted to say so, but he didn't trust his voice at the moment. He also wanted Gon to keep talking, to keep that resounding voice floating through the air.

"What do you usually do when you get that feeling?" Gon asked, facing him again and Killua straightened, feeling tired all of a sudden. He let a small sound come out his throat then looked over at his headphones on the stand. Gon followed his gaze and his eyes lit up in realization.

"The music helps?" He asked and Killua felt like laughing, Gon was too funny sometimes. Why was he talking to him like some sort of child… some sort of special needs child, he didn't need this, he wasn't weak, there was nothing wrong with him. He removed his hands from Gon's.

"Ah…" He let out, then coughed to clear his throat. "It usually does, the, uh, noise cancellation helps rid the stress, grounds myself by giving me a break from the situation, and most of my music has this bass that… helps. It makes me feel numb, but a good numb? I don't know…" He said, rubbing the back of his head. Gon stared at him, and Killua could feel it on the side of his face although he made a point not to look at Gon, even through the side of his eyes.

"Does… Did my voice help?" Gon asked, pointing at himself and Killua's face morphed into one of delirious disbelief. How did he figure that? Did he know the extent he loves his voice already? When did the conversation take this turn? "I remember when I called you at the concert, you reacted. Did my voice help?" He asked. Ah, so he was aware his own voice resonated like a good bass, so that was the only extent. Well, Killua figured that was all the extent that was needed.

Maybe Killua didn't even know himself, that he loved Gon's voice so much because it was soothing and familiar, like a heartbeat, like his music. It was an escape without having to put on those speakers. He didn't know if he should admit it.

"Killua, I want to know so that I can help you." He insisted, seeing Killua's unresponsive movements. "I only want to help any ways I can help…" He whispered and Killua closed his eyes before nodding, feeling heat settle over his cheeks as he exposed something that felt very secret. It sucked, feeling this vunerable, and maybe… oh? Was that his anxiety flaring up again? He sighed to release it, slow it's consumption over him, and he missed Gon's hand in his. Gon nodded then stuck a hand on his shoulder, shifting Killua to face him properly, looking him in the eye.

"Killua. You should know this isn't your fault. There is no way this is your fault. You shouldn't feel ashamed, or embarrassed, or feel like something is wrong with you." Gon assured, keeping those intense bright eyes boring into Killua's, and he couldn't look away. They were oddly bright in the darkness, the moonlight that was creeping into Gon's window reflected off, giving it a deep strange color of deep brown hues and golden flecks, and Killua wanted to tell him that, but he was too mesmerized and trying to take in Gon's words he was saying so seriously, he wanted to believe them, he wanted to believe this was fine. Maybe it would be fine, with Gon with him… helping him. If he'll let him.

"You're so strong to have been dealing with this by yourself for so long, not even knowing what it was to try and help yourself, so it's good you had your music. So bass helps… Warmth?" He asked. Killua let his eyes lower as he focused on the warmth of Gon's hands on his shoulders, and yea, he nodded, he found it comforting. Gon nodded, feeling a small smile on his lips. "Ok… we can work this out together. You don't have to feel stressed or alone anymore, I'll make sure you're ok as often as I can, yea? And if anytime, you just really need to listen to your music, don't even worry about it. You just put on your headphones and close your eyes, and feel better ok? If we're with our friends, I'll deal with it."

At that, Killua looked back up into Gon's eyes, his beautiful eyes, and his hand flew up to hold Gon's wrist, and Gon gave his shoulders a squeeze.

"No. No, I won't tell them about it. I'll just deal with it so they leave you alone for a while, ok? Just leave it to me, I'll protect you, ok?" He said, softly, and Killua was much too lulled to think through if Gon was lowering his voice on purposes. Killua nodded and Gon let his smile widen. He was so cute, and Gon wanted to protect him forever.

"Ok. Do you want your music now?" He asked and Killua squinted at him. He tried his voice for the first time in a couple of minutes. He doesn't know why this talk made his throat feel like it was swelling up, like the air was too heavy to breath.

"I'm not stressed right now, idiot." He was pretty proud it came out that well. Gon smiled softly and nodded.

"Wanna lay down?" He asked and Killua gave another small smile.

"Geez, stop talking to me like I'm a child, Gon." He chuckled, and lifted the sheets before settling it over his shoulder, his head hitting the pillow. Gon smiled down at him.

"Ok. I just wanted to know you were ok." He said, settling down himself, next to Killua. Gon watched his face, his eyes darting on the sheets in the space between them, like he was thinking through something, maybe re-running the conversation in his head. The moon light was peeking through the window, starting to creep on the floor of Gon's room, the light hitting the tips of Killua's fluffy hair from behind, creating a halo where it bounced off.

It looks so soft… He thought, and reached out to touch it, and Killua was shooting his hand out, flicking it away like reflex again, and a exasperated look on his face that said 'really?' Gon chuckled sheepishly then put his hand back under his head. He felt really happy Killua was able to talk about that stuff with him, it made him feel like they were even closer friends, and he wanted to be really close with him. He felt the need to say something personal too so Killua can feel closer too…

"Killua." Gon whispered, and Killua's hazy eyes sharpened back into focus from his thoughts and he gave his attention back to Gon.

"Ya, Gon?" He whispered back, and Gon smiled at him. He really like when Killua said his name. Killua blushed and pushed his face. Wait, did he say that outloud?! "Don't just smile at me like that after you called me!" He cried out in a loud whisper. Oh.

"Heehee, sorry Killua, I just really like the way your voice sounds."

"Shut up." He mumbled, bringing his hands back to pillow under his head.

"It's true. It's really silky but still deep, like you could just start singing at any mom-"

"Gon!" He cried out, his voice raising in pitch, which Gon picked up meant he was in a state of extreme emotion, usually embarrassment or anger. "I said shut up!" He strained out, the blush reaching the tips of his ears. Gon smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't call you to embarrass you." He chuckled and Killua seemed to calm down at that, raising a curious eyebrow.

"Then what?"

"I wanted to tell you something. Like how you told me something, so we could be closer." Killua's eyes widened but then lidded out of recognition.

"Ah, of course. Ok, whats up? You bipolar?" He asked, half joking. Gon rolled his eyes.

"You shouldn't joke about mental disorders." Gon scolded lightly and Killua sighed.

"Ugh, of course you'd be the one to reprimand me on that. Ok, so what? Spit it out." He probed. Gon nodded to let him know he'd say.

"I… Me and Mito… we're not exactly… rich." He shrugged and his lower eyelid twitched up at how… underwhelming that sounded. Killua's face reflected exactly that.

"Wh-what? Gon, duh, I mean, ya, I picked that up." Killua said, waving his hand around the room as though to prove his point. Gon pursed his lips together. Killua didn't get it, but he didn't want to stress it. It was still hard for him to talk about, especially when Mito works so hard, but he supposed it wasn't any easier for Killua to explain his stuff either. Well, Gon mostly spoke for him, but still. He'll continue and then they'll be great friends, best friends that know everything about each other.

"No, Killua. I…" He darted his eyes around the room and Killua could pick up the distress, so he opted to stay quiet to let Gon say exactly what he meant.

"I'm… going to school on a scholarship, I don't even know what it is, like- I'm going for free basically… and I can only have big concerts every other month because Mito saved up and put aside enough for me to put it on, I sometimes have to do it on sidewalks or in the park with no lights, speakers or anything… We buy the groceries that's almost expired because that's what cheapest, and- and-" Gon said, but stopped, his stomach twisting painfully when Killua's finger landed lightly on his lips, stopping his speech. Although he didn't know if he would be able to speak over his finger anyway, his throat felt like it closed up and the air in his lungs dissolved like smoke.

It was pleasant but scary.

"Gon… you don't…." His eyes were clear and deep, and Gon could fall into it, but they searched his to say 'I understand.' "You don't have to say anymore." He let his hand slide off and back at his side. "That's…" Killua huffed. He had no idea, he assumed everyone going to the academy were rich pricks and even if they weren't super rich, they all had some sort of sense of holier-than-thou, didn't even know the meaning of humble. They complained and whined and were a spoiled bunch, heck, Killua wasn't too far off from all that, yet here was Gon.

Gon was struggling if what he was saying was any indication, him and Mito in this small little apartment so close to a plaza it had to be a lower price, but he was happy. He toughed things out sometimes, but he was still bright, days weren't always up but he was trying his hardest.

Money was an issue but he didn't make it his problem.

Killua let out a small chuckle and Gon thought he was laughing at him. He thought Killua would get up right there and just say 'Wow, I was hanging out with someone so low and poor, how dirty… I wasted my time…' and Gon felt an immense amount of dread, he wouldn't even know what he'd do if Killua said that to him. But suddenly Killua looked up, his eyes flashing in anger.

"You idiot, then why the heck did you buy me everything all day-!" Gon's hands slapped over Killua's mouth quickly as he was shouting. Gon held his breath as he listened for any footsteps indicating Mito was coming, Killua just glaring daggers at the side of his face. Gon finally exhaled then looked back over at Killua cautiously.

Ya, still glaring.

"Killua, I didn't want you to think I couldn't buy you things-" He said, carefully removing his hands.

"But you CAN'T-!" He barked out and Gon's hands were back over his mouth, a groan coming from low in Killua's throat as he tried to get the sentence out. Gon furrowed his eyebrows and shook his head. Why was Killua making this so complicated? He'll just have to spell it out for him.

"Killua! I don't want you treating me differently just because I might not have the money to do certain things with you! I don't want you buying me things or refraining from things because I can't and I wanna still buy you things as long as I can!" He exclaimed, his voice raising himself. Killua blinked at Gon, Gon's tan hands over his mouth a stark contrast to his porcelain skin, then he closed his eyes, in what Gon could only read as resignation, so he cautiously removed his hands again. His mouth was firmly closed, his eyebrows furrowing as he took in what Gon said.

"I… can understand that." He muttered, opening his eyes and Gon smiled. "I can understand that, and I won't treat you differently, but you have to understand," He said firmly, poking a finger to Gon's chest, his eyes lit up with fiery determination and Gon swallowed. "If you're allowed to buy me things, I'm allowed to buy you things too. I won't go around buying everything for you, I have my own allowance and I can't just waste it on you, but if I wanna buy you something because I want us to enjoy it together, then I'm allowed to- upupup!" Killua tutted as Gon opened his mouth to protest. "You can't stop me." He finished and it left Gon's mouth hanging open. Gon closed his mouth with a "hurrumph." and looked thoughtfully to one side.

"That… makes sense… Ok, and you also can't tell anyone at school about that stuff either. For some reason, when people heard that about me in my last school, I would lose friends really fast…" He mumbled and Killua could swear he could hear his heart breaking then reforming with a vengeance on whoever did that to his precious light. "Killua…" Gon said warningly, and he snapped his eyes back to Gon, who was looking at him sternly. "No, you can't go around taking revenge."

Killua's mouth hung open. "I didn't say I would-!"

"I saw it in your eyes, you were looking all angry and your eyes were darkening." Gon said, still looking firm. Killua let out a "hurrumph" of his own as he looked off and crossed his arms, and Gon finally smiled.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone…" Killua muttered after a moment. "After all, this is only something between best friends." Killua said, like some sort of contract, like daring him to tell someone else because he had other best friends, but it only brightened Gon up.

"Ya!" He cried out in a cheer, and pulled Killua in for a hug.

"Ah-ah, Gon, shhh!" Killua let out while also frantically trying to pry Gon off. "Also, get off me!" He cried and Gon just laughed into Killua's chest.

As they drifted off to sleep, their lingering thoughts floated in their head as they thought about the teenager next to them.

Gon is so self sacrificing…

Killua sure keeps alot of things to himself…


Gon threw his arm over his eyes then shoved Killua's leg off his stomach again so that he laid with his back slightly exposed to Gon, his legs crossed over haphazardly. Killua's been moving and throwing himself like that ever since he fell asleep. Gon let out another sigh and looked over at the clock on the dresser.

3 in the morning.

It's still no good. Gon can't get to sleep. He felt so restless with Killua next to him, like they shouldn't be sleeping right now, they should be playing. Maybe it was because he spent the whole day playing with Killua and now his brain is conditioned to think everytime Killua was near, they should be doing something, moving, something! But he knew it would be unfair to Killua if he woke him up just to play or just because he couldn't sleep.

He turned and propped his head on his elbow and turned to look at his sleeping friend. His face was set peacefully and his mouth slightly parted as he snored lightly. The moon was now positioned at a perfect angle to shine fully into their room through his window, sprawling over Gon and Killua's makeshift bed. Gon was surprised the moon was that bright, it was like a street light was positioned right into their room.

Gon squinted at Killua. In fact, how could Killua sleep when there was a giant bright light shining right onto his eyes. He was tempted to poke him to see if Killua was actually asleep, but he knew he was just secretly hoping that would wake him up so he could play with him.

He observed the shadows the moonlight made on Killua's face, the shadows of curve of his nose and lips falling on his cheeks, the shadows of his hair more wispy falling over his forehead. His hair was still so soft looking, and Gon was still so curious as to how it felt, silky or fluffy? Like cotton or threads? Gon's hand lifted to Killua's forehead then he stopped himself, shaking his head that he shouldn't when he knows Killua doesn't want him touching his hair.

He went back to looking at his face with nothing better to do. The moonlight lit up Killua's pale skin, making it seem like he was illuminating under the glow and his hair was made of stardust. His thick black lashes curled delicately over his cheeks and Gon wondered how he could look this… Beautiful.

Gon knew in Japan, skin this pale was considered gorgeous, a mark of nobility too, and vaguely pondered how Killua kept his skin so light and smooth and flawless. Gon leaned a little closer to the spotlighted star, really, he couldn't find a single blemish on his skin. Killua's nose twitched from the tickle of Gon's breath over his face and Gon backed up flustered.

Right, right, Killua was just laying there so nicely like a doll on display, he forgot Killua was sleeping (like he should be trying to do) and he had personal space (something Gon invaded multiple times already on Killua, so he should learn to stop, it obviously made him uncomfortable). Gon huffed and determinedly set his mind to get to sleep. He closed his eyes and counted sheep, 327 of them, then he sang lullabies to himself, in his mind as not to disturb Killua's sleep, over and over. Then he began thinking of last wednesday's history lesson and he finally began to lull to sleep. His mind flitted in and out of consciousness, some absurd images coming in and out as he knew his brain was piecing together a dream for when he was fully immerse in deep slumber.

Finally, He thought, when just then he heard shifting on Killua's side and knew he was about to move again. Gon will just have to ignore it and whatever bodypart of Killua's would be flung on him.

Then,

Cotton Candy. Cotton Candy that was soft like a bunny's fur.

Gon's eyes snapped open, and there was Killua, his head resting on Gon's shoulder, nearly his chest, and his hair was shoved up on the side of Gon's face. His mouth was open as he snorted in a sleepy gasp and he exhaled, his warm breath fanning over Gon's shoulder exposed by the tank top.

Gon sucked in a sharp breath as he felt that warm feeling settle all over his body again, most heavily on his face and the pit of his stomach. A shiver ran up and down his spine, coiling up right by the warmth in his stomach. He felt like he was standing, tipping and wobbling, on the edge of a tall building or cliff, nearly free falling, and it was amazing and it was intense and it was scary.

It scared Gon because he didn't know what it was, and Killua was doing it to him and he didn't know how to react or what to do. within 2 seconds of Killua cozying up on him, Gon tore himself away from Killua, scrambling backwards and sitting up, holding a hand to his chest in hopes of slowing his heart rate down. He kicked at the sheets, feeling too hot now, and he didn't hear the sheets shifting next to him.

"Gon…?" His soft sleepy voice came and Gon nearly jumped at the voice, he didn't think he woke Killua. But thinking about it, in his panic, he just ripped his shoulder from Killua, probably letting his head fall abruptly onto the pillow beneath Gon. Gon looked over at him, he was sitting up with the sheets pooling at his waist, rubbing sleepily with a loose fist at one of his eye, the other peaking at him with a dream hazed hue. He sat up against the moonlight, casting a dark shadow on his silhouette, and he looked like a child, he looked so cute.

"A-ahh…" Gon murmured, clutching at his tanktop now, feeling his chest squeeze and the words escape him, his brain shutting down. Killua let his hand fall to his side and he squinted at Gon.

"What happened? Why are you up?" He asked. From his perspective, Gon was completely lit up by the moon behind him, and he could see he was flushed and discomposed, staring at him kinda strange. "Did you have a nightmare?" He asked. Gon realized he was staring and that Killua asked him something but he didn't hear a thing, lost in how angelic he looked with the halo around his tuffs of hair.

"Ah, sorry for waking you Killua…" Gon said, "Let's just go back to sleep." He chuckled and Killua gave him another squaring look before closing his eyes and slipping back into the sheet.

"Fine… if you're sure your fine…" He said, pulling the cover over his shoulder. "I can't make you tell me."

Killua, I couldn't tell you even if I wanted to. He thought as he settled down next to him. He heard more than saw Killua go back to sleep, his breathing slowing and his body movements again becoming wide. Gon slid out of bed just before Killua's arm slung over his chest again and he stared down at the bed Killua took up with the expanse of his body.

I feel really restless now. I won't be able to go to sleep unless I do something… Gon thought… then fell to the ground, starting a round of push-ups. I'll just have to tire myself out.


Killua sleepily bleared his eyes open, hearing an incessant buzzing and feeling the vibrations pin-pointedly by his feet. At seeing the pale roof that wasn't his house, he become disoriented and confused before he remembered that he had slept over Gon's place.

His first sleep over with a friend. It was nice.

Now if only that buzzing could stop.

"Goooon…" Killua moaned, flipping onto his stomach and scrunching up his face in disgust when he nearly smacked his face into a foot. The heck? He lifted his head up in a swift motion and saw he was oriented on the opposite side of their bed, both of them sprawled out sideways and the pillows thrown about. Wow, first time he moved that much, but he supposed it was easier when you were on the floor without fear of falling off your bed (even though he's already done that a couple times in the past). But still, the buzzing continued, the pattern irregular and buzzes shorter so he could only assume it were text messages, a flood of them as the other person on the line desperately tried to reach the target.

Killua's senses were sharpened as a feeling of dread washed over him. Illumi? He gathered himself to his knees just as Gon groaned sleepily himself and patted his hand out for the buzzing by his head. Killua crawled over him and got the phone before he did, but that wasn't right… This isn't his phone, this is Gon's. He looked left and right, delivering Gon's phone into his searching hand and located his on the dresser by the bed. He lunged forward and checked his phone for messages. He felt something like a bucket of cold water wash over him.

No messages?

Something must be wrong. This isn't like Illumi at all. He usually had the reigns on Killua's life reigned in so tightly, it was suffocating. It was unnerving thinking something was happening, he was planning something while in wait. He didn't like how he didn't know, he couldn't predict, what Illumi was doing.

"Killewwaa…" Gon's sleepy voice rang out, sounding drunk with the strange way he held out the syllables. Killua chuckled and placed his phone back down. He was being ridiculous, he was thinking too much, this was fine. If there was really an issue, someone would have contacted him. He'll just enjoy his strange and new found freedom and be with Gon for now.

"Ya?" He asked, turning around as Gon stretched his back out, the phone in his hands finally silent. Gon blinked at him and held his mouth in an attempt to stop his laughter.

"I didn't think your hair could get any messier!" He laughed and Killua threw a pillow at his face.

"Idiot! Who was blowing up your phone, hah?" He bit out, crawling over curiously.

Gon looked down at his phone, remembering that was in fact the reason he was awoken so abruptly. Checking the time on his phone first, he saw it was 7 in the morning. This would normally be an… ok time to be up, but he didn't get to sleep til late like, 4 nearing 5, so that meant he got maybe 3 hours of sleep, he was tired. He suppose he was lucky he was a morning person or else he might have had to hit something with how grumpy and cranky he'd be.

His eyes widened when he saw who it was sending nearly 20 messages.

"Melody?" He asked, opening the latest text to see the whole chain of texts.

"For real?" Killua asked, peeking over to see what she sent to Gon so urgently. He scrolled to the top for the correct sequence of messages.

-Gon, the pretest is tomorrow and we haven't worked on the song!

-Are you awake?

-Gon we need to work on it today!

-I was just wondering because you said you wanted to make it a full blown performance!

-Gon, I can't get back to sleep, I was awakened by my stress

The messages just continued on similarly, probably texting just to wake Gon. Killua snickered as Gon placed a hand over his mouth. He totally forgot, which he shouldn't have, honestly, he just thought they had plenty of time, ugh, he's such a procrastinator. But this was the worst time because it held the fate of someone else's grade and love life. He should have committed more time to his friend if he was really intent on helping her.

"Duuude, you're fu-"

"Killua, get up, we have to get ready, I need to go pick up Melody, KILLUAA!" Gon freaked, pushing Killua over and standing to pace the floor. Killua just let out a laugh from being tossed so easily.

"Geez, calm down, you're up now right? All you guys have to do is pick a song and determine who's going to sing what part." Killua said, standing up and, feeling a breeze, remembered he wasn't wearing anything for pants except his boxers.

Gon shook his head and grabbed Killua's arm, herding him out and towards the bathroom to the left of his room.

"No! Killua, get ready, there's toothbrushes under the sink and the toothpaste is on the counter, towels in the cabinet, please Killua, hurry, I need to go!" Gon order, his phone pressed up against his ear. "Ah, Melody? Great-" He said, as she seemingly picked up on the other side, before closing the door on Killua, cutting off the conversation. Killua pouted and turned towards the bathroom.

"Bossing me around like that…" He mumbled entering the bathroom and looked around before ducking his head under the sink for those toothbrushes Gon said they had. There were a cluster of them in a little cup, all wrapped up in plastics like the ones dentist office's hand out. He pulled out a lightening blue one and pinched the two sides to peel it open, rinsing it under the sink and adding the paste before sticking it in his mouth and scrubbing at his teeth. He lazily strolled over to lean on the door frame of the bathroom, looking at the closed door of Gon's room, when the door across the hall opened and Mito poked her tousled bedhead out the door. She spotted Killua who froze upon seeing her sleepily squinted eyes and she stepped out completely in her robe.

She walked over to Gon's room door and heard the muffled hasty conversation then pointedly turned to Killua, her face questioning.

Killua shrugged.

"He procrastinated and now he's rushing plans with his partner." Killua spoke around the toothbrush. Her face lit up in understand then smiled warmly at Killua and he blinked, slightly shocked. She stepped closer and rustled his hair.

"Good morning Killua." She said, with voice filled with love only a mother could hold. He let her touch his hair, too shocked to do anything else. How could she be so friendly, so nice, so caring to someone she just met yesterday? She held affection for him like they had known each other for years. She moved towards the kitchen.

"You two will need breakfast before you go. Gon will be in too much of a rush to make some for himself." She muttered, making conversation. Killua snapped out of it and nodded, recalling how frantic Gon looked as he pushed him out. He wondered if Gon would even have enough patience to sit and eat.

He wandered back into the bathroom and finished cleaning up, his face and mouth rinsed. He came out, hearing Mito already sizzling something on the stove that smelled amazing! Killua took one step in the direction of the kitchen when Gon's door flew open, he was fully dressed in his usual green hoodie and jeans, slippers on his feet.

"Killua!" He sighed out in relief at seeing the male finished with the bathroom. He grabbed his arm and dragged him inside the room. "Get dressed, I'll explain the plan for today on the way."

For today? Killua thought, his mind reeling from how easily Gon really could drag Killua around, catching and moving him like he was as light as a doll.

"Gon, were you thinking I was going to spend all day with you today too?" Killua asked before Gon could get out the door. Gon turned back at that, some of his vigor deflating as he took in Killua from the door.

"I- did you not want to?" Gon asked and Killua scoffed.

"It was more like you assumed I would. You didn't even ask me. I told you I was free Saturday, but how do you know my Sunday isn't busy?" He asked, crossing his arm. Gon pressed his lips together. He really wanted Killua with him, but he didn't have time to properly apologize.

"Killua, will you come with me today?" He asked instead, turning to face him completely. Killua sighed. He just wanted to give Gon a hard time for not asking, but he didn't really plan on saying no. At this point, Killua felt if Gon would just ask, he'd do anything. As long as no new messages flashed on his phone screen, he was free.

"Idiot… hurry up, we're going to be late." He muttered, waving his hand to dismiss Gon. He jumped happily and leaped out the room as Killua looked around for his clothes from yesterday. It wasn't ideal, but it would work. He couldn't very well wear Gon's stuff, he's too big for his frame if yesterday was any indication.

He just settled his silver headphones over his bare shoulders that were exposed from his wide collar mouthed shirt when Gon bursted back in. He gave Killua's form one once-over before deciding he was presentable and grabbed his wrist and dragged him out the door.

"Great, we need to hurry."

"Fine, Gon, let go-"

"HOLD IT!" Mito shouted, halting Gon in his tracks, Killua barely able to stop himself from running smack into Gon's back. "I don't know or care what it is that you have to rush to finish or anything because you decided to put it off, but you are not leaving here without a proper breakfast." She said, her voice laced icily. Gon cringed but tried to fight it anyway.

"But Mito, Mel-"

"Sit!" She barked and Gon parked it at the island's stool. Killua snickered before Mito snapped her sharp gaze on him and he swallowed whatever humor he felt bubbling out and sat in the seat next to Gon keeping eye contact with her as if to make sure this action did not displease her. Only when both males were firmly seated did she finally let a warm motherly smile grace her face again.

"Good! I have crepes for both of you." She sang out, pulling two plates up from behind the cleft of the island, placing it in front of them. "Strawberry compote for Gon, and nutella and strawberry for Killua, with extra chocolate on top." She said, winking at Killua as his eyes sparkled at the chocolate concoction placed in front of him, his preference flavors discussed at the dinner table last night.

"Ah! Thanks, Mito!" Killua shot out first, snatching up his fork and knife with lightening speed and digging in.

"Yea, thanks!" Gon said, also excited about his crepe, strawberries being his favorite fruit and flavor. Mito nodded, happy they were eating properly before whatever crazy day Gon had in store for both of them.

When they finished, they slipped their shoes back on at the front door, Gon snatching up the keys as he told Mito he'd be taking the car, and they skipped out to the parking for the apartment.

"Nice! It's been forever since I've been in a car that wasn't driven by a butler or family member taking me to an appointment or scheduling." Killua crooed as he slid up to the ride Gon headed towards.

"Ah? I'll have to take you out more. You should have plenty of fun before becoming a World Star." Gon commented, unlocking and ducking in the car. Killua came in with him and checked out the front dashboard.

"Gon..." He said, sounding distracted. "Is this a convertible?" He asked, observing certain buttons that gave that indication. Gon chuckled, then scoffed out in a valley accent, "Yee-ea." jamming the key in the ignition and bringing the car to life.

"No way! Gon, you gotta let the hood down!" Killua shouted, shoving Gon as he eased out the small parking lot.

"Wh- Maybe later, Killua, I'm kinda gonna be in a rush, I don't want your hair to get any worse." Gon said, pretending to sound distracted like he didn't just tease Killua. Killua gasped dramatically.

"You saggy armpit, shut up!" He cried out, then pulled down the tab on the roof to open the mirror, musing his hair to try and make it stick out in certain angles. Gon laughed, that was too cute.

"Killua, don't bother, you look fine. You're hair's perfect." Gon chuckled out after another dark look from Killua when he laughed. He scrunched his mouth up skeptically, but only gave his reflection one more fleeting look before slapping up the tab to get it out the way.

"Well, spit it out, what's the plan for today?" He asked, placing his arms on the middle console.

"Yea, um, Killua, put on your seatbelt." Gon said after flashing his eyes in his direction. He was wondering how Killua could have twisted his body comfortably like that when he had a seatbelt on. It was cause he wasn't. Killua made a face.

"Ugh, what are you, the police?" He groaned and Gon rolled his eyes, easing to a stop.

"No, but we'll be facing one if we're pulled over because you didn't have one on. And neither of us have a valid license in here so that'll be points on my permit and- Killua! Please?" He asked, not feeling like explaining what was obviously just meant to be jab on Killua's part. Killua sighed but complied, opting to place his feet up on the dash in front of him.

"Ok!" Gon continued. "So, I wanted to help Melody really… find herself, right? You picked that up-yea, so I don't just want to do the assignment, I want to… blow it open to epic proportions. We don't need to- there's no need to make an original song, I don't even know where to start with that," Killua made a face, and Gon felt something flare up breifly somewhere in the back of his mind, but he just shoved that back far away back in the recess of his mind to forget for the day, maybe a couple days, "we can just do a great cover song, and hopefully through this process-"

"Wait." Killua said, holding a hand up, his voice deep with seriousness. Gon winced. "You don't… You haven't started on your winter performance?" Killua asked, an elegant eyebrow raised in accusation. Gon bit his bottom lip.

"I have time-!"

"Gon, that's what you said about this project, and here you are, rushing the day before to finish it. Besides, people take this stuff very seriously, practicing and working at it months in advance. I'm sure everyone's who's performing is already practicing, or getting started on making their musics. You need to start as soon as possible if you're going to get first place." Killua said scoldingly, and Gon felt the twinge come back, worry, panic and anxiety the cocktail of emotions coming in. It sounds hard, and near impossible, and he was too prideful and stubborn to admit he couldn't do it, and would try his hardest in the end, but he just wished he had a little… help.

"Well, if I had a coach…?" He asked leadingly. Killua leaned back into his chair.

"You better find one to get you on track then, cause I'm not gonna. That's not my business. You got yourself into this, work it out yourself." He scoffed, placing his hands behind his head.

"Please Killua? Why won't you help me? Isn't that what friends do?" Gon whined, the car veering left into a nice neighborhood. Killua sent a sharp glare in Gon's direction. That was one thing he didn't want to hear come out of Gon's mouth again. He did not want to be used for his talents so other people could profit, (and that is what people would do, Illumi's told him all about it, and he's seen it multiple times beforehand, those same exact words repeated over and over like a broken toy) when Gon was more than capable of beating all those ametuer losers if he just focused.

"Yea, but I'm not your friend, Gon." Killua chided and Gon whipped his head over at him incredulously. "I'm your best friend. So, as the person who knows what's best for you, I think what's best for you is doing this yourself or other help that isn't as professional as me, and you'll gain so much experience, it'll be great." Killua continued. Gon barely heard anything after the first sentence. He was too busy beaming from what Killua said. It was true wasn't it?! They were best friends! Killua knew it, Gon felt it for the longest time, and now it was solidified and he was so happy, he was filled with new vigor.

He wanted to do well, he wanted to concentrate and blow the competition away, just for Killua, just to show him he could be the best friend he valued him up to be.

Killua peaked at Gon through the corner of his eye when he didn't respond, but was met with a determined gaze directed out on the road as Gon drove, so he figured his talk was pretty effective. Hah, some kids just need an extra push.

Gon stopped in front of a large beige 2 story house, wide and spacious evident even from the outside. Gon put the car into park as Killua took in the house, letting out a low whistle. It wasn't nearly as big as his house, but the taste was good. Gon pulled out his phone and texted Melody and put it away when Killua turned back to face him.

"Ah, wait, you didn't tell me what we were doing." Killua said and Gon waved his hand dismissively.

"Well, Melody's on her way, it'll save time if I just tell you two at the same time." He shrugged. Killua squished his mouth from side to side unsatisfied, but took it. It made sense, but he didn't want to wait. Soon the chubby short girl was jogging out from the front door, her head wrapped in a purple bandanna with her hair coming out in soft waves behind her, a floral turtleneck on and green maxi skirt. Killua lowered the window as she came down the winding long driveway, both of the males giving friendly smiles at her. She started at seeing Killua in the car as well, but soon enough was in the car.

"Good morning, Gon. I didn't know you'd be joining us, Killua." She said, slipping into the back seat, a bit breathless from rushing out.

"Ya, well, this moron hogged me all day yesterday to the point where it was a little late to go home, and I ended up sleeping over. He asked me to come along since I was already there." Killua explained before Gon could. She giggled.

"Well, you're welcomed company." She said in a soothing voice and Killua smiled before nodding. Gon, feeling happy with how things were progressing, decided to start pulling out and head towards the only clothing store he knew at a strip mall.

"Well, Gon, you were talking pretty… incomprehensibly on the phone, but you said something about how you plan on getting the project done how you wanted?" She asked, and Killua leaned in, interest piqued to know. Gon chuckled sheepishly, since he was a bit disoriented that morning being woken up to the beat of stress and forgotten assignments.

"Right. Well, I want you to be able to find who you want to be as a World Star! You need confidence and direction and passion, and well, what better way to start with confidence than with a whole new wardrobe!" Gon exclaimed and both Killua and Melody shouted, "What?!" Gon grinned cheekily.

"Ya! Clothes really helps a person's confidence, so buying you clothes that help you feel good is the first step to making sure this performance is the mark of your new beginning for the rest of the school year!" Gon exclaimed.

"As in…" Killua intoned after a beat, pointing at Gon. "You're gonna buy…?" Gon peeked over at Killua to see his face a bit disbelieving. He placed his eyes back on the road before deciding to answer truthfully.

"Ya."

He was never good at lying anyways.

"Gon! You can't-!" Killua started, his feet coming down from the dashboard to plant firmly on the car floor as he took in Gon's side profile. But then Gon turned his gaze to Killua's warningly, although a smile never left his face. Killua gulped, it was scary how he could do that actually, but feeling Melody's stare on the two of them, he understood what he wanted to say that he couldn't aloud.

Don't let on that I'm financially challenged.

He huffed and crossed his arms, slinking down into his seat as Gon turned his eyes back onto the road.

"W-what? What's going on? Gon, I don't need new cloth-"

"Haha, Melody, don't even worry about it. Just think of it as an outting with friends, you're window shopping, and whatever looks or feels good, we'll just get it for you, ok? This should be relaxing and fun, k?" Gon cut off, and both her and Killua got a sense it was some sort of stubbornness no one could break him out of now that he's set his mind to it.

What they didn't know was this was something he's had his mind set to do long ago, and now that he's so mindlessly put it off, he was on a time crunch. He didn't mean to be rude and cut Melody off, but she needed to know this was happening, and she was going to enjoy it.

"Er, ok, so that's… clothes, but what about the performance? Are the clothes we're getting today going to be for the performance?" She asked, scooting up so her head peeked up from in between the seats. Killua looked over at her and suppressed a chuckle. She was so cute, who could not think she was cute? He could understand Gon's thought process, if she could just harness what confidence she had, everything she did would be painted in gold and elegance, whatever she wanted to come across. Personality outshined looks anyday, but she wasn't even that unappealing. She had more attractive qualities than bad.

Gon's answer pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Yea, you can if you want. This is just more of a wardrobe for the school year. To wear and feel pretty and confident and wear your personality on the outside so you have strength to do so? Yea. Sounds good."

"You're making stuff up as you go." Killua muttered, more as a fact than a question.

"That's cuz you guys keep asking questions that should be obvious! So I have to tell you something." He complained, pulling into the strip mall. The kind of place civilians go to, and not where future stars go to be seen.

"Uh, Gon?" Killua started.

"I'm sure the mall-" Melody tried.

"What? Guys, come on, you can't beat shopping at American Outfitters, they have great clothes." Gon said, cutting them off. Melody again got that stubborn aura but Killua wasn't having it.

"Gon, that doesn't sound like designer-"

"Huh? Killua, we don't need designer, down to earth and mellow is totally in right now."

"You don't know what you're talking about-"

"Killua, please, this is where I shop, along with, like, forever 21, which we're totally going to after, and-"

"Oh, Gon, Gawd, please stop, that's mediocr-"

"Killua! Ohmigawd, I swear to bob, I know what I'm doing, trust me!"

"You know wha- Fine! But if I deem you unfit, I'm taking over." Killua swore. Gon huffed and puffed his cheeks, not confirming or denying that he agreed with that. Killua also went back to sulking, but Melody just found it so cute. They must be really good friends.

Gon found parking and they all entered, Killua (at least pretending to be mad at Gon) put his headphones over his ears to put on a front of ignoring Gon for his insolent stubbornness. Gon stole a glance at him, and thought he looked so cool and aloof, he wanted to take a picture, but he knew they were suppose to be trying to be mad at each other, so he'll wait until Killua gives in first.


Melody came out with something Gon wanted to see her in. They were in a private dressing room with a furnished waiting room outside the dressing stalls that Killua got them for free somehow. Gon didn't bother to ask if he paid, that would open up another can of worms in front of Melody he didn't want her to see.

They browsed, looking for a different and wide variety of clothes for Melody to try on. They wanted her try on almost everything so she knew what type of clothes she liked and what direction to go in terms of fashion for buying new wardrobe she wanted.

She came out in something Gon picked, Killua lazing on the layout couch on the far side of the room with his headphones down off his ears but music clearly playing softly through the speakers. He lolled his head and made a face at the black slick jacket and off gray felt fabric pants, hugging her frame unattractively. He's been making a lot of faces since Gon and Melody's been pulling stuff off the racks. She keeps trying stuff on alot like what she already wears, long sleeves and long skirts, hide as much of her skin and figure as possible. Gon just didn't know what girls wear, Killua guesses.

"I don't know, Gon, this isn't really what…" She trailed, feeling bad they've already there an hour and no forward progress has been made. Gon slightly pouted but a smile was on his face in a second.

"Well, that's ok, we'll find something, there's a whole store." He said, and turned to the rejection pile behind him, ready to go put everything back. Killua paused his music and stamped his foot as he stood.

"That's it!" Killua barked. "You're off the project." Gon whirled around at Killua's loud voice, He generally didn't say or participate much at all since they entered the private room, staying lounged on the couch, playing with his phone or something, as Gon and Melody scoured the racks.

"What!? Why for?!" He cried.

"Cuz you're horrible at this. I understand, all these clothes you're coming in with, they look great, not everything has to be designer, but you don't know what you're doing! It's sad, really, Gon, stay in here. You." He said, turning to Melody who shrank under his authoritative tone. He could have scoffed. Well, you can't make an alpha out of a doe in a day. "Get out of that hideous thing that never should have been approved for production for the public." He barked and she quickly spun the curtain around her to get changed. When she came out, he dragged her out to the racks, Gon fidgeting impatiently around the small furnished room.

He was just about plotting on escaping the room to see what they were doing when the door swung open and Gon jumped backwards, trying to pretend he wasn't doing anything.

"I wasn't doing anything!" He shouted out, in case his body language wasn't good enough.

"Yea, yea, sure." He mumbled. Gon blinked after him looking at the clothes Killua was lugging in. Killua casted him a look over his shoulder.

"Sit down!" He barked, placing the slew of clothes in the dressing stall corner. Gon sat quickly to stay out of the way, wondering what Killua got that was so different.

Killua then turned to Melody, and with a gentleness Gon maybe only saw when he was with the orphans, spoke to her, "Try on any of the clothes in whatever combination. Whichever you like the best. Remember… Elegant." He said and she nodded determinedly. She slipped in and Killua sighed, taking his lounging seat back on the couch. Why was Killua only so mean to him? Oh, maybe, was he still mad?

"Killua, you should be nice to me too." Gon said, staring at the lashes laying on his cheeks before they flicked open.

"Why?" He asked and Gon tilted his head, thinking. "Exactly." Killua said, Gon still stumped. There was tinkling and chiming laughter from inside the dresser stall and both boys looked over as Melody came out.

She wore the purple bandana on her head still, but she wore a jean jacket over a purple undershirt, a flowy floral pattern skirt sweeping at her knees, black stockings hugging her curvy legs elegantly, curving off into little cute clad feet.

"I like this one." She said, heading to the body sized mirror to one side of the room and angling her body this way and that to see the outfit better. She only squealed more happily. Gon was clapping quietly while giving his praise on how she looked, Killua sat up from his lounged posture, a soft smile on his face.

"That's good. You still have a bunch more clothes left to try on." He said, nodding his head in the direction of the dressing stall.

"Mh!" She hummed, pulling at the front of her jean jacket, taking in more before she had to get out of it. She really did feel good, not self conscious as all. She finally understood what Gon was saying when he said clothes could make the person. She skipped back inside and Gon turned to Killua.

"How'd you do that?"

"Do what?" Killua asked, his arms draped across each other laxed.

"That- that thing where she liked her clothes and they looked good on her! How'd you know which to get?"

Killua lifted one hand to wave lazily, "Oh, that? When you hang around enough designers, you start to get a feel for these kinda things." Gon nodded numbly taking it in. Killua was so cool!

"Where do you talk to designers?" Gon asked, and Killua tilted his head to get a better look at the male next to him.

"Seriously? Fashion shows, Gon." Killua said. "Where else would I meet designers?" Gon gaped at him.

"Killua has even been in fashion shows?!" He cried and Killua smiled, feeling smug.

"Yea! Of course, apart of being an idol is knowing how to sing, dance, act, and model, so naturally, my parents had us book shows. Also, after the shows are done, some of the designers let me keep some of the clothes! You've seen some I've worn on the runway, like the outfit on Friday with the feather necklace." Killua said, feeling braggy. Gon was openly admiring it, and Killua was eating it up. It was so satisfying to get attention from Gon, it was genuine and more fulfilling than getting it from a thousand faceless fans. Killua just wanted more of the bright man's rays shining in his direction.

Before anything could be said, Melody came back through the curtain in a long sleeved satin shirt with draping sleeves that came over and down her fingers, free hanging into the air, legging like jeans hugging her form. Gon turned to Melody to give her praise as she expressed how much she liked it again. Killua felt a bit irritated for a second as Gon's attention was stolen, but he knew he was just being silly and gave her his praise too a second later.


Melody eventually got through all the clothes Killua got for her, going with more girl-next-door type clothes and down-to-earth vibe.

"Great!" Gon cheered, gathering the clothes into his arms. "I'll go pay for these and we'll move on to the next store!" Gon exclaimed and Killua suppressed a sharp sigh. He'll have to remember to swipe Gon's wallet at the next store so he has no choice but to forfeit paying for the wardrobe. Melody probably has no problem with Gon paying for it, or no idea why it might be a problem, as it's usually safe to assume everyone attending the school were very wealthy or at least well off, as was the case with the vast majority of the student body. And with how inexpensive this place was, Gon offering to buy whole wardrobes for her was equivalent to friends buying each other little phone charms at dollar stores. Infact, Melody probably thinks the reason Gon brought them to such a cheap and public place was in order to buy larger bulks of clothes at a lower cost.

Once Gon gathered all the clothes that Melody stated she wanted, he left the room in an excited tizzy. Killua let out a long sigh, flopping backwards onto the long cushioned furniture. Melody giggled and clapped, excited and ready for the next store. This was it, she was redefining herself, she was finding herself, and she liked what was coming to fruition. She knew it would take time, and probably the first time she moves around with the new clothes, she won't feel comfortable and self confident, not like she does around Killua and Gon, but it's a work in progress and it's something she's prepared to work on. She turned to Killua who had his eyes closed.

"This is so exciting! I'm really grateful to you and Gon for doing this for me… with me. I never thought this pretest would be something so invaluable to my career." She said, skipping closer. Killua slid his eyes open and gave her a smile, sitting up straighter.

"Don't thank me, I didn't do anything. I'm just following Gon around, just like you. It's really thanks to him." He chuckled, then stood up so he towered over the shorter girl. "But this has got me excited too. I can't wait to see what else we can get at the next store, I should look for something that is a little different than what we've already gotten. Let me see you without that bandana so I can get a better idea-" He said, reaching for her bandana that covered the top of her head.

"No!" She cried out, pulling on the edges of it to pull it further down her head, twisting away from Killua's finger tips. Killua froze, his hand suspended mid-air. He frowned softly, concern etched on his features.

"M-"

"NO, I-I'm keeping my bandana on, i-it's part of my brand, I'm not going to take it off…!" She said, shaking her head while backing up although Killua had yet to move towards her after the initial attempt. He sighed and put his hands back down, sliding them into his pockets.

"What's wrong?" He asked and she shook her head.

"Nothing, I'm just… I need it on."

Killua frowned a bit deeper, feeling more irritated than concerned, but knew he had to practice his patience with someone as mousey as her.

"You mean like… a security blanket?" He bit the inside of his mouth briefly in a silent quick debate before moving his hands to unwrap his silver headphones from his neck. "This is like my security blanket too, but I can take it off real quick, see?" He asked, waving it around before putting it back on. She slowly shook her head.

"No, it's… necessary. I can't… I have to keep it on, t-to help me with my… self-confidence. I'll feel better if I never take it off ever again." She said and now Killua wasn't having it.

"Melody." He said in his firm voice. She raised her shaky eyes up to his steady ones and he let his eyes soften just a little. He stepped closer and he figured it was a good sign she didn't step back again. "It's ok. Let me see." He hummed lowly, trying to talk on a soothing voice. He raised a hand up and she didn't move away, just screwed her eyes shut, and Killua felt a little bad that she felt so uncomfortable with the situation, but if this was what he thought this was, he had to do this to make sure she knew it was ok, that she could love every part of her body with no weakness to strike.

His fingers gently pinched the side of the bandana and slowly but swiftly moved it back and away. Her cheeks heated up in what he could only assume was shame but this was just too ridiculous.

He removed her glasses next and she opened her eyes in surprise, to see Killua's soft smiling face.

"Heh, you're so scared…" He chuckled as she searched his face for any sign of judgemental. Underneath the bandana, her hair line was moved far back to the top of her head, nearly out of sight when looked on from face on.

"I don't understand…" He let out in a soft chuckle and she blinked her olive green eyes owlishly at him. "You're still beautiful just like this. You're still Melody, you're still elegant. You should still keep confident." Killua's eyes darted somewhere above Melody's head as he tried to remember what it was Gon said that last class. "As long as you believe it, there's no way anyone could deny that. It's all about how you carry yourself."

Killua danced his fingers along her hairtips to free and shake loose her slightly wavy hair to cascade around the frame of her face which actually looked pretty by her tearful eyes- wait, tearful?!

Killua's eyes shot to look at Melody, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

"Me-Melod-! Ooof!" He panicked when he saw her tears, but she then ducked out of his line of sight and barreled into his chest in a hug, squeezing the air out of his lungs. She knows for a girl, hair is really important, it's part of their identity and female confidence. When growing up, she started noticing her hairline receding, and she was too embarrassed and ashamed to bring it up to her parents, so she just started wearing her bandanas around, bought multiple styles to incorporate it in her fashion. She was already self conscious of her body, wearing clothes that hid her figure, and when she looked up what was happening to her, she figured out it was possibly female pattern baldness. It was genetic but she didn't know who in her family had it. She never met her grandmother but her mother looked fine. She kept it to herself and she slowly began to hate her body more, become more timid and self conscious, and mostly only going into music because her parents wanted her to go into classical music.

She finally started to feel better about her body thanks to Gon and Killua, but she was sure she wasn't ready for coming to terms with her balding. She was going to wear bandanas for while and maybe get to it later, maybe when she was more famous and confident (although somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew she would rather wear her bandana forever).

And now Killua was standing before her, with her bandana and glasses in one hand, looking at her with no harsh glint in his eyes. He barely looked at her any differently than when he didn't know what was underneath the fabric. For Killua to stand before her now, (Killua!) and tell her she was beautiful, she was elegant. Well, maybe she could at least pretend to think so too.

"Thank you…" She said softly, hindered slightly by her hiccups.

"Ah, er, Melody! Are you ok? What's wrong, why are you crying?!" Killua cried out, helplessly waving his arms around her figure. He's not used to this close contact, barely used to getting it from Gon because of how he tanks it onto him, and now he's not sure how to comfort the crying girl (if she even needed it, she said, thank you!) "Melody!?"

Gon sniffled and wiped at his nose, a small smile on his face letting out a couple of chuckles. He leaned on the wall right outside of the room with the door cracked open, the bags of bought clothes clutched in one hand and resting against his thigh.

Killua, you're such an idiot… so smooth. Gon chuckled again as he wiped at the stream of tears falling from his eyes. Killua was so nice, why does he pretend to be mean? That was really touching and Gon knew it would help Melody alot with her confidence. This project was possible.

Thanks Killua.

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Gon came in about 5 minutes after that and Killua questioned him what took him so long and why his eyes and cheeks were puffy and Killua claimed the two other teens in the room were so weird when they started smiling knowingly to each other.

They moved on to the next store where Killua again took charge of the fashion choices (unironically) and Gon actually started talking to Melody about their actual project. They started talking about themes and ideas to think about before trying to pick it song, to try and narrow the selections available.

Killua walked in with a couple more outfits, catching the butt end of their conversation.

"Yea, we're all just trying to make it in the world through singing. We can all make it big, but sometimes it's hard!" Gon said, nodding along with Melody.

"Right? Sometimes, I'm scared to tell my parents I want to do more than just… play, I want to sing and dance, and act!" Melody said with honesty and Gon nodded.

"Yea! One day, I want to inspire others to go after their dream too, no matter how hard it is, even if all the odds are against you, and the only way you'll get your next paycheck is washing dishes in some diner, it can happen! I want people to know anything can happen, no matter what's going on against you." Gon said. Melody seemed to blink out and she nodded numbly.

"Yea… inspire…" She murmured and Killua raised an eyebrow before throwing the new throng of clothes into the dressing room.

"Mel, you're up." He said, pointing behind him as he walked away from the dressing room. After that, Melody went quiet with thought through the rest of Gon's impromptu dress fitting session. Killua began thinking himself too, but he's used to being lost in his head and thoughts without checking out from situations in front of him, so he kept Gon company conversationally.

Killua was trying to think of a couple songs their talk reminded him off. He could instantly list a few his family has sung at past concerts, some more he just personally liked and had downloaded, but there were maybe one or two that was itching at the back of his memory, the few he thinks would really fit the bill of what their thinking about doing.

Gon scampered around the small dressing room, frantically searching as Melody finished with her clothing fitting, and even though Killua felt way too sly acting like he didn't know what was going it, it was more suspicious to not, so he asked "Gon, what are you looking for?"

Gon whipped his head in Killua's direction, and Killua double checked to make sure his face didn't give anything away.

"I can't find my wallet!" He cried out. Killua carefully morphed his face into one of curious concern.

"What? Where'd you last put it?" He asked, even inclining his head left to right as though superficially searching for it. What a master of your own trade, Killua.

"I-I don- I paid for the clothes at the last store and put it in my back pocket, I definitely put it in my back pocket, and then I came and got you guys and we came here, and I never took it back out, and it never left my back pocket!" He cried as Melody began looking too. Oh, Melody, don't look, you don't have to, you'll never find it. But Killua still put the concern on his face and lifted one cushion.

"Well… ok, it might be in the other store or on the floor from when we walked over here. We should check, so I'll pay for the clothes and we'll retrace our steps, ok?" Oh, yes, Killua, you sound so reasonable and responsible. Perfect.

But Gon then looked over at him, something glinting in his eyes that said he suspected something. That he knew something was up. That was impossible, there was no way he knew he had Gon's wallet tucked between the waistband of his jeans. Melody looked just fine with that.

"Yes, I'm sorry Gon, you might have lost your wallet because of me. I hope we find it." She inputted. Good girl, put guilt on his back so he's more prone to believe it. His eyes never even left Killua's, who was no longer keeping eye contact with him. That'd be suspicious, like a dare for him to say something was fishy.

"Mh… Killua, can I get a hug?" Gon asked, moving closer. Killua scrunched his face up in playful disgust, that's right, don't let any sign show that he might have unnerved you.

"What? No, you weirdo, we're trying to find your wallet. Hurry up, I'm hungry. It's like 3." Killua said, starting to gather the clothes, acutely aware Gon was coming up closer from behind.

"Mh!" Melody concurred, gathering up clothes as well. Killua whipped around before Gon got too close.

"Get away!" He laughed, dancing away from Gon's reach and towards the door. Yup, keep it playful, not desperate, and now you're home free.

"Killua, give me back my wallet!" He screamed after him. Killua let his laughter finally come out in a victorious way as he got to the cashier.

"I don't have it! We're going to look for it, remember, Gon?" He laughed, as the lady began checking out. Gon caught up with Melody along side him and he scanned him from head to toe as if trying to determine where it was without patting him down. Melody put the clothes she had in her hands down on the cashier counter too before looking between the two taller teens in confusion. Was Gon's wallet missing or not?

Gon pouted as the lady got all the clothes checked and into a bag and Killua offered his credit card. The lady was ringing it up before her eyes widened.

"Wait, you're Killua Zoldyck?!" She cried and Killua rolled his eyes. He forgot coming to places this low down the ratings chain, people freak out over the fame people have.

"Yea, I am. Does that mean I get a discount?" He replied with false kindness and Gon elbowed his ribs, emitting an "ow!" from the white haired boy.

"Wow! I can't believe you're here!? Can I get an autograph? I have all your magazines!" She cried, ducking under the counter and pulling out a magazine with Killua on the cover. Killua made a face at it, why would she like his fashion aspect of his career when singing is obviously his main product? She held it out for a couple more moments with no one grabbing it when Gon finally took it and shoved it at Killua. He let out a long suffering sigh and plucked it up, taking out a handy dandy pen from nowhere and scribbling his signature. He shoved it back at Gon. Gon took it from her, he should give it back. Gon looked down at his friend immortalized on print and lazily flapped it open to look at the pages that mostly featured Killua. Meanwhile the lady finished ringing them up and gave them the clothes.

"Thank you for coming to Old Navy, really do, come again!" She squealed out as Killua and Melody picked up the bags, Gon too distracted with flipping through the magazine to help.

"Really... Don't count on it." Killua called back as the three started moving out the store. The lady looked happy, simply beside herself, when she just remembered Gon never gave back the magazine.

"Wait! My autograph!" She cried as the slidy door closed shut behind Gon. They moved to the parking lot and Melody stopped in her tracks.

"Oh, wait! Gon's walle-!" She cried.

"It's fine, I got it." Killua said, not even turning around. Melody blinked as Gon made his way around Melody who hadn't moved yet, not even phased himself.

"Oh." Was all she could say and continued to move. They packed up the back trunk, stuffed full of Melody's new wardrobe, and piled in the car.

"Gon, can I drive?" He asked as Gon just sat in the front seat, staring at a page. He blinked and looked up and over at Killua, running the question through his head again.

"Ha! No!" He giggled, and held the magazine out to Melody. "Hold that for me." He said, and Killua followed the magazine's movements with wide eyes.

"Wait… Gon, you were suppose to give that-" He exploded into laughter as he realized he basically stole the magazine. Gon blinked as he didn't understand what he was laughing at then it clicked and he gasped.

"Oh! Oh no, I need to go-!" He cried out, reaching for the magazine again, but Killua caught his wrist.

"Nope! No, just keep it, it's already done." He chuckled, finding it too hilarious Gon stole from the clerk- probably a prized possession.

"B-But Killua, she so wanted your autogra-!"

"If you get out of this car, I'm jumping in the front and driving." He smirked and Gon bit his lip before bringing his hands back to the wheel.

"Ya, ya…" He grumbled, starting the car up. Killua grinned victoriously and put his feet up on the dash. He's been just winning alot today. A click to his left brought his attention just in time to see Gon lowering his phone as he checks over the photo just now. He blushed and almost tried to wrench Gon's phone out of his hands again.

"Wh-what?!" Was all he managed to sputter out.

"You looked really happy." Gon shrugged, pocketing his phone and pulling out, his hand on the back of Killua's chair as he twisted around to reverse. He grumbled under his breath as he crossed his arms and slumped in his chair.

"Whatever. I'm hungry. I'm buying lunch, where we going?" Killua said, his tone was obvious that there was no room for argument of who was paying. Gon sighed.

"Geez, Killua, can I at least get my wallet back?" He whined. Killua snickered under his breath.

"Maybe later." He chuckled. "C'mon, suggestions."

"Uuuumm, I like Denny's!" Gon said and Killua nodded.

"Ok, any other suggestions." He said, looking in the side view mirror to peek at Melody. Ignoring the whines coming from Gon, Killua noticed Melody just looking out of it.

"You ok there, Mel?" He piped up, cutting off Gon's ranting. Gon realized what Killua was referring too and kept quiet as he waited for her to reply. She looked up, startled out of her thoughts.

"O-oh! Yes, don't mind me." She said in her musical voice of hers. Killua curtly shook his head.

"Where do you want to eat?" He repeated, not believing her, but willing to let it go for now.

"Oh, um, I'm in the mood for Chili's." She intoned, raising a finger as the idea came to mind.

"Chili's, it is. Drive, my good sir." He commanded, pointing off onto the road past his feet.

"Hey! There wasn't much of a vote or discussion-!"

"It's 2 against one. We're going to Chili's. Drive!" He ordered again, happily commanding Gon around since Gon wouldn't let him drive. Gon grumbled but continued on to find the nearest restaurant.

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The friends got in and ate, most of the talk going on between Killua and Gon as Melody still seemed to be deep in thought. It wasn't until Gon was trying to tell Killua that he shouldn't order dessert in the middle of the day that Melody came to.

"Gon!" Melody cried out for his attention, determination burning in her eyes. Both of the boys looked over at her mid argument. "I… I've been thinking alot about what you said and…. Well, I want to pursue a career as an idol! My parents wanted me to pursue a career as a composer and musician, I followed along obediently because I wasn't confident in my looks or skills in anything else. But hearing what you had to say about becoming an inspiration to others who don't have confidence, to become a source of strength to others who also aspire to become an idol… I want to do it too!"

Killua and Gon blinked at her before they both exploded into shouts of agreements and approval.

"Ya! That's great!"

"Awesome, Melody! You'll be great!"

They both had complete faith in her. She knew it'd be hard work and she still needed to work on her confidence, and there would be a lot of commitment once she started to follow through, but she felt so inspired by these two uplifting boys, she felt it wasn't impossible and much more rewarding if it succeeded.

"Ah! Also…" She said after their excitement had quieted down a little. "I wanted to do it under an alter ego. Melody can continue on and become a composer and musician, but Senritsu will be the pop icon. I can't imagine giving up my instruments, but I also want a change that indicates the massive move I'm making."

"Woa! An alter ego!? That sounds so cool! I wish I had one! I should have thought of that!" Gon said, scrunching up his face.

"You don't need one Gon. Alter egos are normally made by personalities to act outside their brand. I don't think you have a brand Gon. You could do whatever, and people would assume it's normal. Besides, not all of them are great…" Killua muttered at the end, rubbing the back of his head. Melody giggled as she picked something up.

"Do you have an alter ego, Killua?" She asked.

"Hey! That is not-!" Killua snapped, but then his eyes lit up in recognition. "Ah! I finally remember! Guys, I have a song you guys could sing for the pre-test! I've been trying to remember which song I thought you guys could use based on your discussions, and I finally remembered."

Gon and Melody leaned in closer in expectation as he filled them in.

"Yea…" Gon murmured softly at first after Killua finished before his voice raised in excitement. "Yea! That'll work! And it highlights a lot of points that represent both of us!" Gon exclaimed.

"It'll be my first appearance as Senritsu!" She giggled excited. She already knew she wanted all of her wardrobe she bought today to be the iconic clothes for her pop alter ego.

"Yea! And actually, now that we know the song, Gon, you'll definitely need to pick some stuff up yourself!" Killua said, equally as excited.

"Mh! And we should start working on blocking out a dance!" His eyes roamed in thought for a few seconds, his mind on overdrive as everything seemed to be falling in place. "And we should probably pick up some tap shoes while we're at it."

"Tap?" Melody gasped, although the smile never left her face.

"Don't even worry about that, it should be simple enough." Killua eased.

"Great! Then what are we waiting for! We got stuff to do! We need to get this ready by tonight!" Gon shouted and almost as if on signal, him and Killua were wolfing down the rest of the food, Melody laughing as she joined in at a slower pace.

Not too bad for a couple of students who procrastinated until the last day.

=End Chapter 5=


Yay, that was chapter 5, my favorite chapter, I hope you liked it as much as I do. I don't have a chapter I like better yet. This was such a trip. I love Annie and the Little Prince, so I had to put it in there! The Japanese stuff, I knew from my Japanese classes, the Italian I pulled from Google translate, lol. And I made Killua in love with the Japanese culture because I am! Well, all Asian, but mostly Japan! XD

Still not taking song suggestions, but is there anything you guys would like to see new where I put the Musica Academy showcase info bit? And also, does anyone have a song in mind Gon should sing for the showcase? (I have a couple in mind, but there could be better ones!) Thank you, I'm taking suggestions for those two things until the next update!

So, yes, a lot/almost everything about Killua's anxiety I pull from my own. Warmth, bass, and a weight somewhere on me helps it when it comes over me. Coldness, very loud and limited spaces, and sometimes talks of it makes it worse or flare up. So when Killua's having it, it's a page from my own experience. I know it's different for everyone and didn't want to offend anyone on it. I did look up research on anxiety and how people get it chronically and whatnot which is what Gon was talking about.

What Gon is going through is slightly what I've been through, although I've been in a better spot for a while now, nothing to worry about! But we have been in a situation where we had to buy the stuff nearly going bad and to pinch the mold off the bread to eat because there's nothing better to eat. It can be hard to talk about and people can treat you differently when you have no money. They don't want to be burdened by your limitations. Anyone out there struggling, keep your spirits up, I'm sure better things will come soon! Make best of your situation for now!

And then with Melody, that's the part I'm worried most about offending people. I do have self confidence issues, and it's different with everyone, but I know I never had crippling self confidence, and I hope Melody's part was more conforting than seeming like an outsider who didn't know what she was talking about. Also, I do not have female pattern baldness, and just did research with that. Everyone with self confidence issues, keep up your spirit, things change as we grow older, find strength in those closets to you! :)

Thank you so much for reading! I love all my readers, even those that don't review, I feel your good vibes! I think I had more to say, but I don't remember, I hope you enjoyed! See you on the next 15th! (I'll be in school by then, AAAAH!)

=EDIT= (11/17/2017)

Some formatting stuff fixed