Consistent chapters? idek
What is formatting and consistency, my memory, she's bad.
Timeline: All over the place
I am forcibly removed from the music AU
Bells and Whistles Chapter 17
TUI Chap 4- Touch my Body
Killua smiled at a post Gon sent him on social media about being in a marching band and seeing reed players empty out their water valve. "You're parents will not want you looking at your phone when you enter the dining room." Gotoh said. The butler's white gloved hands flitted into Killua's view, fixing Killua's iron pressed blue collar on his button up. Killua sighed, begrudgingly pocketing his phone and lifting his arms to allow the help, fixing his outfit.
Gotoh was a recently hired help around the house, and while Killua didn't really understand why his family needed to hire new people to help keep the house, Killua actually enjoyed Gotoh's company. When Gotoh was first hired, Killua was one of the first in the house to really talk to him, and definitely the first Zoldyck to speak familiarly with him. Gotoh was pleasant enough that Killua decided not to put him on his avoidance list. Gotoh helped keep the music room straight, made sure lunches for the following day were in order and ready for the kids, plenty of house up-keeping, so Killua wasn't complaining on his quality of help. The only issue was Gotoh could get naggy when the parents were in the vicinity.
"I got it, Gotoh. It's just a dumb family dinner." Killua said, turning his head to allow Gotoh to fix the back of the collar.
"Just as much, I suppose you could keep off your phone for the 15 minutes you'll be kept at the table?" Gotoh gave a phantom of a smile to Killua over the rim of his glasses through his eyes. Killua couldn't keep down his feline grin in response.
"Well, if you're gonna start making sense." Killua smiled and ran a quick hand through his hair before going into the dining room, Gotoh holding the door open for him.
"Last to the table as usual." Milluki snorted, hor d'oeuvres already on his plate and on the way to his mouth.
"Like that's any better than being first to the table just to eat more." Killua scoffed, pulling his chair back and sitting. Killua still couldn't keep his eyes off his plate for longer than 10 seconds when he was at the table. He was just so unnerved to seeing his father around so much more than he usually was, even after 6 weeks.
After last semester was over, Kilua's dad made it a point to be around the house more. Silva was the one who hired more help, called for these family dinners every Monday and Thursday night, and was starting to have more of an active hand in home exercises and recording scheduling. He was a sudden and big part of their lives after having been nearly invisible for 8 years, and he was a very intimidating presence. Killua knew if he let his eyes wander, he would naturally end up staring at the new situation seated at the head of the table, but wouldn't be able to stomach making eye contact with the intimidating figure.
Killua knew he just had to get used to it. This stuff was something the family did when everyone was younger, it could almost feel familiar if Killua let it. And it's not like Killua used to avoid their father all the time, Silva in his memories was actually someone really caring and warm... But everyone changes after a time that long, anybody would become a stranger after this long. Silva's been absent for so long, it was just… Killua needed to relearn the new things about his father, or remind himself of things he forgot.
However, Silva being at the head of the table was not the weirdest thing at this dinner. The girl that Killua had spotted with Illumi earlier at school was now sitting next to him at the family dinner table. Killua glanced over her, took in her bun hairdo, impeccably impressive clothing and spot on make up- simple and elegant- and gave Illumi a glance for any sort of explanation from him. She was obviously star material or at least studied how to impress in an idol household. But Illumi did not look anywhere except at their parents seated next to each other.
"Well, we're just happy you could join us at all. Kikyo would tell me of all the times you would often skip showing up to family dinner." Silva said, laughter coloring his tone. Killua swallowed as he was now being addressed, and turned to look at Silva. But Killua couldn't muster it then to keep those steely eyes and quickly looked at Silva's cheek, right below his eyes, instead. Killua didn't know what else to do in that moment but nod to Silva's comment. Were Killua's blue eyes the same piercing and cold color? Was that why his intimidation tactics worked at school when he really didn't want to be bothered?
"Anyways, now that everyone is here, I'm sure you are all wondering about the new lovely guest that is here with us for family dinner." Silva said. At those words, Amane smiled and waved politely at everyone. "Her name is Amane Tsubone, and she is an idol in training, like you all, from an all girl's school. She transferred to Musica Academy to get more elite training and debut with Illumi. And even though she is still a student, she had actually released some popular singles, showing great promise for the music industry. You might know her works, like 'Stickwitchu,' 'Shoulda let you go,' and '1 thing.'" Silva explained. Kalluto clapped delighted.
"That's really you? I listen to those songs often. You sound beautiful." Kalluto praised. Amane's eyes shone with delight. Before Amane could say thank you, Kikyo shushed Kalluto.
"You know better than to speak out of turn, Kalluto. You may continue, my dear, very sorry about that." Kikyo tittered. Silva nodded as Kalluto whipped out her fan and covered her mouth. Amane frowned at that, feeling apologetic to her.
"You kids might have already noticed, Illumi and Amane are dating, and soon to be engaged." Silva said.
"What?!" Killua and Milluki cried out together, Killua almost choking on the puff pastry in his mouth.
"Engaged? To her?" Milluki asked. "I've only seen her today!"
"I didn't know Illumi had a romantic bone in his body and he's going to get married?" Killua coughed, hitting his chest.
"That is quite enough children, let your father finish speaking!" Kikyo cried, raising out of her seat.
"That's quite alright, they have their reasons to be surprised, and I'll answer their questions." Silva said, taking Kikyo's hand. Kikyo sat down as quickly as she stood up, diffused.
"Yes, Milluk, I understand she is new, but we already know this is someone who is good for Illumi. She's accomplished with the epitome of grace and etiquette we hope each of you could find in a partner. It's something we've- your mother, Illumi, and I- have all previously talked about. It's nothing publically official yet, but Illumi and Amane will be engaged, and she's moved to the school so their relationship can develop properly." Silva said, addressing Milluki first. He turned to Killua who just put down his glass of water to drown his chokes.
"And maybe Illumi doesn't show his romanticism to you, but I'm sure he's very sweet to those he's interested in. She was someone who he couldn't show his charm to at first, but we've gotten them together and I'm sure he'll be showing her all she would ever need before the engagement." Silva said. Killua scrunched his nose and glanced at Illumi again, but he was looking at the girl, both of them speaking under their breath. This seems weird and wack but Killua wasn't in a place to protest his brother's love life.
"Whatever." Killua sad, sitting back and crossing his arms.
"Killu, sit properly." Kikyo said sharply. Killua sat up with a sigh, picking up his utensils as the main dinner was served. Later in the dinner, Amane thanked Kalluto for her enthusiasm and promised an autograph if she liked one.
~0-0-0-0-0~
"Wow, I can't believe…" Gon hummed, looking over at Killua. The late cold made their breathes come out in puffs as they walked to the school building.
"Yea, my parents are so obsessed with looking good and publicity, they picked someone out from the build-a-barbie line of perfect idols for Illumi, and Illumi is always so obsessed with obeying our parents and making them happy, there was no way he was going to protest. I feel like he wouldn't even look at me when our parents were talking." Killua said running a hand through his hair.
"Mh… Well, that's Illumi for you. He's your parents' favorite afterall, he wouldn't do anything to disappoint them." Gon said.
"Finally, there you are. I need you to come with me, right now." Illumi said once he spotted Hisoka. Illumi took Hisoka's hand and dragged him off. Amane sighed, she didn't bother trying to keep up. She was starting to understand the rhythm of the school year. She wouldn't really be with or around Illumi when the school day started.
"Well, well, what is happening now?" Hisoka asked, rolling with the punches Ilumi was throwing. He liked the new impulsive Illumi. Illumi spared Hisoka a glance over his shoulder before looking back at the hallway before them.
"My parents introduced Amane to the family yesterday. They like her, at least. Well...Kalluto does."Illumi said.
"And your 'piggy' and the cutie?" Hisoka asked.
"They're a little… cautious."
"And you?" Hisoka asked and Illumi stopped for a moment. It always infuriated him and fired him up in a weird way when Hisoka can always pinpoint what he's getting at.
"All of this, that whole dinner.. It made this real, more real than I realize… This is going to happen and I just want to stop thinking and just feel and Hisoka, you're...that's where you come in." Illumi said. Ilumi stopped as he found what he was looking for, an empty closet. He looked left and right before shoving Hisoka in, stumbling closely after him. Illumi closed them in and plunged them in darkness. Illumi cupped Hisoka's face and Hisoka smiled sneakily, the darkness barely phased him, it did not bother him.
"I know that you've been waiting for it, I'm waiting too. In my imagination, I'd be all up on you… I know you got that fever for me: hundred and two, And boy, I know I feel the same, My temperature's through the roof." Illumi sang as he dragged his hands over Hisoka's neck and shoulders, taking his time in sensually feeling Hisoka over in all his glory, in all the ways he's always wanted to. Hisoka spent no time, returning the favor in rubbing Illumi's waist and teasing a touch of his skin under his shirt.
"If there's a camera up in here Then it's gonna leave with me when I do…" Illumi sang teasingly, poking Hisoka's nose. He just grinned back. "If there's a camera up in here, Then I'd best not catch this flick on YouTube…! 'Cause if you run your mouth And brag about this secret rendez-vous… I will hunt you down…!" Illumi knows how terrible this would all go down if evidence of his unfaithfulness and misbehavior got out to the public. An idol's image is everything, and this would tank his career before it ever got started. But Illumi knew he would never have to worry about that with Hisoka. Hisoka was crazy, and unpredictable, and risky… but Illumi knew Hisoka's morals, and he wouldn't stray from them. "'Cause they be all up in my bidness like a Wendy interview. But this is private, between you and I…!
"Touch my body, put me on the floor! Wrestle me around, play with me some more!" He sang as Hisoka wrapped his arms around him, leaning him back to get access to Illumi's collar bone and nuzzle down his chest.
"Touch my body, throw me on the bed! I just wanna make you feel like you never did…!" Illumi dragged his nails across Hisoka's back, earning a moan. "Touch my body, let me wrap my thighs… All around your waist, just a little-"
Illumi was tossing his hair up, Hisoka enjoying the show in front of him with a cat grin, when the room filled with light, the door opening. The two older males looked back at who disturbed them, staring at a wide eyed Killua. They all stayed frozen like that for 3 seconds before Killua quietly closed the door.
Killua was just walking by when he thought he heard Illumi singing. And while the school year was starting out crazier and wilder than all the other years (and this somehow included Illumi), somewhere in Killua's mind, it still wasn't likely that Illumi was completely off his rocker and singing somewhere freely. So he peaked in the closet where he pinpointed the source of the noise to see who was streaming Zoldcyk concerts only to come face to face with a nightmare. But if Killua pretended he didn't see it, then he can continue the rest of the school day with some sanity.
Illumi blinked as Killua, his little brother, saw him acting so crazy in a closet like some teenager in a love affair in high school. Well… he was still in high school, even if he was on the older side. What will Killua think of his precious older brother, whom he loves the most-? Hisoka nuzzled Illumi's neck for his attention and Illumi came back to the present. His little brother will be fine.
"All around your waist, just a little taste~!" Illumi continued like a paused tape, wrapping his arms around Hisoka and Hisoka hummed along.
~0-0-0-0-0-0~
The fever of the new school semester starting and all the surprises that came with it,
("Illumi has a new girlfriend and she's already made him go bonkers!" "Did you see the new school nurse? Total hottie, makes me wanna sprain something to go see him!" "Kite's starting a new record, it's his first one in years!") the school was finally able to get back into the swing of the usual day- to-day activities, but it was a brighter, peppier school day- to- day. The school finally became a more typical expected school of the arts.
There were walls being prepped for the art students' canvas and murals. Band members monopolized lunch tables to give impromptu shows to the somewhat willing audience. People hooked their bluetooth up to their phones and played music, and other students with confident dancing skills would jump into it. Everyday lent itself to more free and open creative outlets and opportunities as people recognized what they wanted and went for it.
"This is amazing. People seemed to have gotten into a more normalized excitement for art and music" Gon said, looking up and down the busy hallways as he walked by Killua
"Yea, a little less like glee, and more like high school musical." Killua smirked. "There is a lot less impromptu song numbers breaking out, but there is still plenty happening."
"But I still can't get over the feel of this place now! The atmosphere has gotten much more free and amazing, compared to when I first came and it felt like you always had to perform under pressure, and perfectly too. Now, it's like… I can feel my creative juices flowing whenever I get to school. We easily inspire each other now. It makes me excited to come everyday, and not just for what's in the classrooms, but in the halls, among my peers, and what they're doing after school! Everyone is so open to helping others out now, unlike last year, they would rather die than give a helping hand to anyone that could be competition. If I needed help on my art skills, I can walk up to anyone and ask them to tutor me, and they would splash paint on me!" Gon said, talking animatedly and excited. Killua watched Gon with a fondness in his gaze.
"Sounds more like an issue if they're splashing you." Killua laughed a bit.
"Whatever! The point is, we are learning we should be building each other up, not tearing each other down, and I think that's beautiful." Gon hummed, a hand to his chest. Gon could be such an optimist at times, Killua thought. "It'll make the music industry filled with our new music and our collaborations. We're all going, might as well go together." Gon said. They walked past a group of students in the courtyard surrounding a bluetooth speaker pumping out a deep bumping bass.
~Dont sweat the technique
"Yo, Gon! Come show us some moves!" The students dressed in varying and colorful hip hop fashion, bouncing to the beat, called out to the couple.
"See? It's so open!" Gon said, walking backwards towards the students and the music, arms wide as though he was showing off a great example. Meanwhile, Killua felt himself flushing from secondhand embarrassment.
"Seriously Gon? You're just gonna start dancing randomly?" Killua asked, following and hoping Gon didn't make a fool of himself.
"Come on, Killua! This isn't a test or assessment, it's us having a good time. Hanging out and interacting, bonding with our peers! You gotta let go to have the most fun! You gotta dance like nobody's watching!" Gon put his backpack down and peeled off his outer jacket as he got into rhythm with a bounce.
~I made my debut in '86
Wit a melody and a president's mix
And now I stay on target and refuse to miss
And I still make hits
With beats, parties, clubs in the cars and jeeps
My underground sound vibrates the streets
MC's wanna beef then I play for keeps
When they sweat the technique
~Don't sweat the technique
They cleared space for him, the last dancer moving out the way. The students cheered as Gon went down to a six-step, his hands and feet connecting to and leaving the ground in succession before he twisted into a windmill, staying on beat, and Killua ended up whooping and cheering with everyone else, Gon looked so cool. And he was a pretty good dancer even without the classic training, Gon's self-taught skills amazing Killua yet again. Who was Killua kidding, of course Gon was always going to be like this, open and happy and so, so bright. Gon was the one who did this to the school.
Some people cheered off to the left of their dance group and when Killua looked over, his eyes widened to see Illumi barreling in to join the movement. Gon paused his movements in shock, watching as Illumi showed off some of the moves he specializes in, isolation pop-and-lock, in time to the music.
~But researchers never found all the pieces yet
Scientists try to solve the context
Philosophers are wondering when, what's next
Pieces are took to last who observe them
They couldn't absorb them, they didn't deserve them
My ideas are only for the audience's ears
For my opponents, it might take years
The crowd quieted in awe as they watched each of Illumi's limbs become alive with a will of its own, swinging around to the beat. When he ended after an arm wave into a chest pop, the crowd erupted with delighted cheers. Killua couldn't bring himself to pick up his jaw from the floor.
"That was sick!"
"Amazing as always, Illumi-sama!"
Gon laughed, the surprise of everything that happened finally settling in, allowing him to move again. This was so amazing. Even Illumi was partaking in the new atmosphere of the school. Gon rubbed his hands together as he prepared his own moves. Gon took this as a challenge he wasn't going to back down from. He couldn't do anything that fancy, but Gon knew enough from his own practice and group dance sessions on the streets to freestyle dance. He took himself down to spin on his back and then fell into a freeze frame pose, his head to one side in a way Killua couldn't imagine felt so comfortable.
Illumi would counter with his own moves, the robot with rusty gears and rewinds, Gon recountered, the spongebob and hat moves he popped off of someone's head. And then the bells was ringing to tell people to get to class. People dissipated, the hot moves fresh in their heads and on their lips as they gabbed about how amazing the performance was.
"That was amazing! Can you show me how to isolate like that?" Gon panted, holding an arm out and trying his best to swing it like a dead robot arm.
"Maybe later. I have things to do. Good bye, Killua's friend." Illumi said, barely winded, and patted Killua's hair before leaving on his way.
"Aw, come on, there's no way he doesn't know my name by now…!" Gon pouted, walking up to Killua's side.
"Oh, is that what we wanna talk about?" Killua asked, coming back to the absurd present. Gon laughed.
"It was cool!" Gon said, hopping in place.
Killua had half a mind to tell his parents about Illumi's behaviors in school. They've always rode Killua to behave and be perfect and mind his image and here was Illumi, literally going bat poo crazy. He would feel some sort of satisfaction to see Illumi get a fraction of what was coming- their perfect oldest son behaving like a washed out idol going ballistic in an effort to stay relevant.
-0-0-0-0-
Getting home, and getting ready for Family dinner were the easy parts. At the dinner, Killua naturally shifts into the conversation how Illumi's been acting at school, but it's never that simple, hm?
"My darling? He would never, he's perfect! Look at him!" Kikyo shrilled, gesturing lovingly with her fan.
Illumi is just sipping on his silver spoon like a perfect angel, not a hair out of place.
"What?" Killua blinked back with wide eyes. "No, it's true! Ask anyone who goes to school! Piggy, back me up!" Killua said, sending a quick sharp glare at his older brother. Milluki stopped eating for a moment,
"Don't bring me into this." He grumbled before going back to eating. Killua groaned and covered his face. This all was making him look bad and feel frustrated.
"Don't worry son, it's hard to measure up to what illumi has left behind in school as his legacy. You don't need to try and slander his name to make it more achievable. You can make your own way to leave a great legacy." Silva said wisely. Killua just groaned again.
"Yes, please do not make up stories." Illumi hummed softly, trying to keep his smile down. Killua just groaned again. Of course Illumi knew he could do whatever he wanted, his reputation had plenty of credit to keep him out of trouble. Killua thought.
Killua would take a video as proof but there was no point. Illumi was just trying to enjoy the school year to the best of his abilities and Killua was just trying to be petty. There was no reason to ruin it all. Killua will just support his brother for now. He groaned one last time before picking up his spoon to eat his own dinner.
Stickwitchu- pussycat dolls
Shouda let you go - Keyshia Cole
1 thing - Amerie
Touch my body- mariah carey
Don't sweat the technique
HaHA, Illumi, my funny bunny Beyonce outlet. So sorry you guys had to read that with your own eyes, thank you for reading though! I get more and more excited to get my next chapters out every time I post a new one! All your support, I love it.
