Daniel show's Killua old photos as Nathaniel take's Alluka shopping

A/N: It's my birthday… and I still can't believe I just posted that last chapter. Ironically, it's also my character's birthday.

Prompt

Holding Hands

The boy was tired, yawning as he walked into the kitchen. Vastorie was already up and making breakfast, with coffee in one of his hand. Daniel scratched his head as yawned once more time before addressing his father "Morning…"

"Morning, how was last night?"

Daniel blinked once, covering his mouth as he spoke through another yawn "Tiring… slept fine though."

"Like a baby once you" the man clicked with his mouth, never once turning around "You're probably stress-free right now."

"Huh?!" Daniel let out a long yawn, too tired to figure out what his father was talking about "I'm too tired to play this game."

"Let me make it easier for you… ahem." Clearing his throat, the man did his best impression of his son, faking a moan "Killua~"

Daniel snapped wide awake, terrified at the fake impression "You heard us?!"

"No, I watched you from the camera I installed in your bedroom last year. You put on quite a show." He spoke in the driest of tones, joking about the whole ordeal. Of course, he did no such thing. It's not only rude but sickening as well. But god damn it, that squeak from behind him was worth the joke.

"Freak!"

"I'm kidding. I just happened to walk by your room, might want to tone down the noise."

"You're still a freak! You don't go listening to other people's conversation."

"Oh, yes… conversation. Because moaning each other's names is a deep meaningful conversation."

"Why are you listening?! You shouldn't be listening at all! It's private!"

"Then might I suggest you…" The man held out his free hand, rotating his fingers as if he were adjusting an invisible dial "turn down the volume."

Nathaniel walked into the kitchen next, black bags under his eyes. He dipped his finger in the pancake mix before sucking his finger "Morning. How-" The man adjusted his back, feeling an intense aura flaring from his son "What's going on?"

"Just some morning banter per usual."

"Dad was listening to Killua and I… having some nightly activities?"

"Nightly activities…?" Nathaniel scratched his head at the words, now heading to the sink to grab a glass of water. It was far too early to try to decipher the codes "Plain speak. I'm too tired!"

"Being… um, intimate."

"Oh, none for a week."

"Huh?" Daniel quirked an eyebrow. Was that directed at him, no it couldn't have been? Because the next thing he saw, was Vastorie's mortified expression "No, you wouldn't dare…"

As the man fumbled around the kitchen, he flicked the coffee machine on, addressing the man's concern with another threat "Wanna make it a month?!"

"No…"

"No, what?"

"Sir…"

Nathaniel let out a long peaceful sigh, only to find Daniel now confused "It's the only thing that works. No-"

"No, I think I got it. I'm gonna go upstairs, and I believe gag if you're talking about what I think you're talking about."

"If you thought about-"

"That's it! One month!"

"But-"

"Two weeks if you shut your mouth…"

"Fine!" The man pouted, arms crossed without spilling his drink "Breakfast in ten minutes." He whined, "Unless you want to have it in bed with Killua, just no crumbs."

Pouring himself some coffee, Nathaniel sipped at his drink, making a disgusted noise "What is this, super black coffee?"

"I was extra moody this morning, so prepare for one month of disgusting coffee."

"Make that six weeks now…"

"I'll prepare a funeral for your taste buds." The man sniffed in disgust, walking by the man before placing a kiss on his cheek "Still love you."

Daniel had no clue why, but that whole argument made him smile. Maybe it was the affectionate kiss at the end, or the petty revenge, or even the reminder, that no matter what goes wrong, they were still willing to work something out in the end.

He thought that the same rules apply to him and Killua, that no matter what fight they go through, they'll still be able to say I love you by the end. No matter what they're fighting about.

Vastorie poked his dazed son "Up, sleeping beauty. Go upstairs, wake Killua and get out of those PJs. Breakfast is soon."

"What about breakfast in bed?"

"Shoo, no crumbs in the bed. I need to speak to the both of you. We've got training at ten."

"Training…?" Daniel groaned at the news. And so early in the morning.

"This one will be worth it, I promise. Now, skedaddle!"

"~"

Daniel ran upstairs, jumping back into the bed, he won't say what happened this morning about last night, just in case Killua regrets his decision. He enjoyed it, no matter how much his father twisted it in the morning.

"Killua~"

Killua groaned at his name, turning away from Daniel "Wha~t…?" the groan was long, bordering between sleep and barely awake. He had tugged on the doona, cocooning himself within Daniel's bed.

The boy couldn't help but smile at the scene unfold, but the boy still needed to wake up "Killua, sleepy head… wake~ up."

The boy waved his hand "Shoo… you shouldn't be up at five."

"Seven!"

"Still too early."

"We're having pancakes…"

"Mmmm…"

"I think…"

Killua grunted in annoyance, waving his hand once more to shoo his boyfriend away "I wanna sleep. Wake up Alluka… she'll love some pancakes."

Daniel gently ran his fingers along the boy's side, finger dipping in the curve, dangerously close to the boy's lower region. Killua whined once more, throwing himself around to look Daniel in the eyes, slightly peeved "I'm, too tired…"

Daniel chuckled as he removed his hands, laughing at the success at waking him up through unnatural means "Good, you're up. Vastorie has some training planned later this morning."

"You and your father are evil… who tortures someone in the morning with training. Actually, don't even answer that." Killua rolled over, stealing both pillows as he used one to cover his face.

Daniel only stole it back, placing it behind the boy, resting his head against it as he held Killua close, hugging him from behind "I love you…"

Killua blushed at the words, affectionate words so early in the morning, another kryptonite apparently. Oh god, he still felt crusty from last night. He even smelled bad. With a reluctant sigh, Killua turned over to face Daniel, blushing once more once he realised how close the two were. Although, on the plus side, he was enjoying the warmth of the other's affectionate hug "Morning…" Yawning in the boy's face, Daniel swished his hand back and forth, removing the musky bitter smell from his face "stinky breath."

"Yours isn't much better…" Killua argued back with a sly smirk.

Daniel could only smile as he hugged the boy, Killua now running his hand through the boy's hair. He casually placed a kiss on the side of boy's head, his mind not registering the action at all.

"Killua, we're having pancakes."

"I can smell…"

"And training at ten."

"I heard…"

Daniel sighed into the boy's chest, now wondering if he should actually keep the conversation downstairs as a secret. Against his better judgment, he brought it up "Vastorie heard us last night…"

"I…" Killua blew a raspberry once his mind snapped wide awake. Shit, they couldn't have been that loud! How much did he know? He fucked up so bad! He shouldn't have done it now… he should have waited… waited until they were travelling.

"Even knowing that I don't regret it…"

"I shouldn't have- wait, what? This whole situation is wrong! Won't he tease you… isn't it weird?"

"The thing is… I semi told Nathaniel as well…"

"YOU DID WHAT?!"

Daniel brought up his hands, using them to calm the boy down "He gave Vastorie a painful reminder. So, now I won't be teased about it."

"But…" Killua bit his lip. Wait, even if Nathaniel knew, as long as he keeps Vastorie's mouth shut, he won't bring up the conversation with Alluka… as long as she didn't hear them as well. Then again… Killua let out a long groan. He didn't like people knowing about that "I messed up… should have waited…"

"I'm glad you didn't…"

When Killua looked down, he saw the boy's guilty smile. Fuck, between Daniel's cute moans and that smile, maybe it won't be so bad… on the plus side, at least Daniel was more willing to try new things. The next time they do it while they're travelling, he'll make sure every place they go too has some thick ass walls!

Nobody, not even Alluka was allowed to hear that boy.

"Sure, sure…" Killua cracked a smile "I- I guess it's good I didn't wait."

"~"

Breakfast went without a hitch, Daemon making his rounds, placing his head on everyone's legs until he got something. It was still weird to see a dog with its hallowed black eyes and green iris looking up at him expectantly, wanting a treat of some sort.

He didn't know how to handle something so cute, from something that looks like it came from hell. But if the dog got bored of waiting after a few minutes of nothing, he'd move onto the next person.

Vastorie didn't seem the mind the childish chewing and loud gulps of air from the shovelling of food down their throat. He definitely needed to do shopping run. But at the same time, he's also going to need to complete his training motives. We wanted to see Killua and Daniel's Hatsu in action, to not only defend but work on methods for improving it.

That's what he's always done… and what he'll forever do…

He spoke clearly from behind his paper, food remaining untouched "Alright, the time is roughly eight. Change of plans. I'll give you four hours instead, so you got until twelve to do whatever. I need to do a shopping run because two certain boys are going to eat me out of the house."

Killua swallowed his food, feeling just a tad bit guilty. Sure, the man overheard them last night, and if it weren't for a certain event last night, he wouldn't be this hungry. But that wasn't all, if Nathaniel wasn't here, or made that deal, he'll probably try to insinuate their nightly activities were the cause of this hunger. And to make matters worse, his crappy diet yesterday didn't help either.

"Dad, let it go. I promise we'll be out of here as soon as we get our information."

"And what information might that be?" He flipped a page, refusing to let go of the pages which hid his widening smile.

"You're a well-versed traveller…"

The man quirked an eyebrow "What you mean? You want me to tell you what's going on in the world? Looking to pick up a job or two?"

"Yes, well… no. Killua and I want to take Alluka to places. We want to travel the world… together. And we're wondering where you would recommend?"

"You're going to have to narrow that list down. I could list millions of things you could do. What exactly do you want to do? Hot spots? Festivals? Tours? School? What, exactly?"

Daniel looked at Killua, expecting an answer from him "You've travelled the world?"

"Twice, over my age. And it's still mostly… unexplored."

"My sister… you were right yesterday by the way. Alluka hasn't gotten out much, so I want to take her to mostly festivals, try new foods, maybe even school."

"Then I suggest Xavier's school of the gifted at Yorknew."

"Did you just… make a marvel joke."

"Actually, no. Xavier, the man I'm talking about is, or more like was a real man. His name was Xavier Griffith. He excelled in philosophy and genetics, mostly on cures that were otherwise uncurable. While he didn't manage to find a cure for everything, some people, mind you… still use some of his findings to this day, hoping to eventually cure, well… everything."

"His research on the genetic disease Laka-tama as well as Banshee's Eye were two of the cures he left behind for us."

"Oh, I heard of Banshee's Eye." Killua broached the topic "That's the one that affected one's eyes. Noises tended to flicker one's vision, often distorting what they perceive as being something else."

"You would be correct. But it wasn't just noises, to make it simpler, anything the brain could register, which could be heard with one's own hearing capabilities, would scramble their line of sight. Even releasing a breath, could harm their sight. The older one got, the harder it was to see. Sometimes, they would even go mad, screaming mad, which is where the Banshee part came in. Now, for Laka-tama, it worked in mysterious ways. But the most case, it always ends in something-"

"This isn't the place for that discussion, Vastorie…" Nathaniel added quietly, a stern look being directed at his husband "No one wants to hear what Laka-tama does while eating food…"

"Oh, right… food. Anyways, Xavier's motto was: Anything that can be caused, without need, isn't something Humanity should shoulder on through to the future generations. Some powerful words in my opinion. His nephew, Eifion Mattocks is currently the deacon there. I can put in a good word if you like…"

Killua shifted in his seat, there must be a catch to that deal. He still couldn't believe, that a man who is reviled by his family, was willing to offer a helping hand of that kind, to their son "I'll… have to think about it."

"Then I'll just forward your name. Just, the first name… Now, what- or where would you like to start?"

Killua and Daniel looked at each other. Where do they even begin their journey? Start here, in this country, or move to another and work their way around.

Daniel tapped his finger on the table before speaking up "I want to find a path that makes me understand you better…"

Vastorie pulled the paper away, perplexed from his son's own words. What does he mean by understanding him better? "Why me? Are you sure you want to go down that road…?"

"Yes, if the election taught me anything, it's that I know nothing about what you're hiding."

The man nodded before returning to his paper "Fine, I'll write a list of at least ten people who you should visit. They'll most likely talk about different aspects of me… Although, you'll probably never understand me. No one ever does…"

Daniel and Killua looked, puzzled by the last statement. He kept it open as if he was expecting to be challenged. But it could also be a trap, one they may never walk away from.

When Daniel turned to look at his other father for guidance, he had already gotten up, walking away to do his own dishes. Was that statement just a figment of their imagination? No, it couldn't be right… Killua looked at him as well. They had both heard it…

Maybe even Alluka as well. She also seemed a little perplexed when Killua drew his attention to her. Something was going on behind the scenes, and Killua didn't like the situation one bit.

"~"

Vastorie had left to do shopping while Nathaniel took Alluka to do some shopping. It left the boys and Daemon to keep themselves busy. Daniel shifted his attention to his boyfriend, the two lounging around in the living room as Killua played with the latest console Vastorie must have gotten while he was away.

The boy relaxed his head, laying comfortably against Daemon. This scene seemed to remind him of his last pet, the need to surf through the old photos settling in the pit of his stomach. He wanted to do it, but at the same time, he was writing in his journal. He felt like leaving an old message for himself to read, something he would like to re-read whenever he felt lonely.

Sure, he's going to be travelling alongside Killua and Alluka now, but that still doesn't mean they'll be doing everything together. Nathaniel was doing one thing, and Vastorie was doing another. So, the rules applied to Killua and himself as well…

Daniel looked at the clock, they still had three and a half hours to kill. He wanted to practice one of the fundamentals of Advanced Nen, In. If what Vastorie said was true, no matter how crappy his In is, no one, other than himself should be allowed to read it.

He wrote, willing his aura to remain hidden, although, without the need to remove it.

"If you're trying to hide your aura, you're failing…"

"I'm trying to test a theory…" Daniel wrote line after line, testing if he could perform it on multiple levels. He wanted to find the perfect amount of discretion when In works in his journal.

He wrote the same line over and over, marking each one with a number beside it. Once he had fit as many lines as he could, he turned the book to show his work "Killua, can you tell me which out of the thirty lines you can't see?"

Killua had performed an uppercut, pausing the moment the enemy when airborne "What for…?"

"Please…?"

Killua turned his head, taking the journal from Daniel's grasp. He wrote the line can you read this over and over, some of which were hidden to his eyes. What the man said was true, if someone attempted to write every line with In, it would be unreadable to those whose Nen did not match the owners.

It was weird, but he couldn't lie about being able to read them all. Killua shifted his gaze back to the boy, weary about the reasoning to this test of theory "Number six to eight, twelve, thirteen, nineteen, twenty-two to twenty-six, and twenty-nine, why?"

Daniel accepted the numbers, finding line twenty-two and twenty-six to be the best constant war between waning strength and consistency "Thanks, I'm trying to practice so if I ever need to write anything for myself, I know that I can keep it hidden…"

Killua huffed "You're gonna write a secret love letter…" the boy turned back to his game, unpausing it before he continued playing.

"That too…"

Killua's cheeks flared at the non-existent denial, not expecting Daniel to accept the joke as a real possibility. He feared to turn around, after feeling the aura frailing behind him. He was hoping that what the boy was writing, was only a joke, and not the real deal.

Now that he thought about it, he was kind of uncomfortable right now, him and Daniel together, if they didn't count the dog, alone in the house. They should be doing something together, non-sexually of course.

Daniel continued to write in his journals, scribbles at this point, but he hoped to write down his mood, his feelings, even if it sounded like a jumbled mess. Thankfully, it wasn't too bad, and it made some sense to him, not that it was designed for anyone else to read it.

Killua finally piped up "We should do something now, you know, together?"

Daniel stopped scribbling from Killua's words, looking up to take in his boyfriend's features. His back was turned to him, so he could only imagine what the boy's expression was "Like…?"

"I don't know, it's your house… what you got?"

"Dojo, forest, library, gaming consoles… you take your pick."

Killua let out a reluctant sigh. My choice, huh…?

Raiden Wins… Fatality…

Killua placed the controller down, thinking about what he wanted to really do. Daniel didn't seem to be the exploring type like Gon, so he probably doesn't know what to find where in his backyard, but considering he offered that choice, he must know something about the place…

Forget about training, Daniel couldn't even practice sparring with him, out of fear from laying even the tiniest of mark on his skin. Not only that, Vastorie had plans for them after.

So that left the library and the gaming console, considering he has been playing this game alone for the last half an hour, maybe either the library or… he could try his luck with forest…

Killua hummed… he didn't really feel like studying right now, not while the possibility of studying in the future existed. Tapping the controller, Killua decided to make his choice "what are you thinking of doing in the library?"

"Not so much in the library…" Daniel got up, leaving his journal behind. Daemon raised his head, planning to get up to chase down the boy, but Daniel stopped him before he could move an inch "stay, I'll be right back."

It wasn't too long before Daniel came back, five books held close to his chest "Sorry it took so long, but I'll probably never get the chance to do this with yours, so I wanted to do it with mine instead."

Taking one in his fingertips, Killua flipped through its pages to see what it was inside. It held photos of different ages, mostly of Daniel "You want to look at family photos…? That was your plan?"

"Not necessarily. You probably don't like your childhood…"

"What childhood? I've been training to be an assassin since… well, forever…"

Daniel went quiet, accepting that Killua past childhood was lost forever, but that doesn't mean he still can't experience some aspects of it, even if it's through images. Daniel Looked at the remaining books in his hand, selecting the one labelled three to six. He turned a couple of pages before stopping at one, in particular, turning it to show Killua before tapping the photo "Here…"

Killua scrutinised the photo. It was a photo of Daniel and Vastorie, the boy being cradled by his father, both smiling together. He had to be around four, possibly three. Daniel was in a little black suit, possible at the ball or exotic party. Vastorie, on the other hand, was wearing a pure white one, the lining tipped with red velvet sparkling linen, maybe silk.

He had no context, other than what they were wearing "So, what's this?"

Daniel smiled as he flipped it back towards himself, fingers gliding across one of the four corners "It was back when I was four. It was a ballroom party, maybe… I remember smiling that day, not because the event was fun, because it wasn't... at least what I could remember about the day. I was smiling that day because I got the spend the time with my fathers, but… it was because Vastorie held me close… making the night lights dance by as he spun me around, dancing to the sounds of the endless night."

"Huh…" Killua hummed as he looked at the reversed image, understanding what Daniel was trying to show. He wanted to show an aspect of his life, one that will make him understand not what he missed out, but what he could give Alluka.

She may have missed a chunk of her childhood, but he still had the opportunity to leave behind memories which Alluka could cherish, much like Daniel was reminiscing on from the old photos.

The boy held out his hand, taking Daniel's into his own, thumbing the top as he shifts his butt closer, now both using the poor dog's body as a headrest. Daemon didn't seem to mind being used, he actually enjoyed the comfort of another close by "Show me another…"

Daniel turned another few pages, Killua's hand never once leaving his own. He stopped at another photo, This time of him and a dog. He already forgot the looks a long time ago, but seeing the animal now, made tears fall. He roped his fingers around Killua's, the boy returned the gesture, interlocking his fingers around his own.

"Who's that…?"

Daniel pulled out the photo, flipping it to see if there was a name on the back. Fenrir and Daniel. So, the Fox, possibly a wolf, was named Fenrir. His dad seemed to be lazy when it can to names, often picking mythological names for things. Daniel is the most normal sounding name out of all of them so far. And he highly doubts Vastorie thought it up…

"Fenrir, apparently… it was the dog I was talking about. Although, I guess I mistook it. Looks more like a fox, maybe even a wolf." Daniel found himself smiling once more "I remember the dog as being this massive thing, but now that I look at it, it's probably no bigger than I am now. Anyways, Fenrir used to curl his tail around me, he'll always sleep in a circle. His tail always touching his nose. I loved him…"

Killua felt Daniel's smile was contagious, and soon he felt himself smiling alongside his boyfriend. Looks like this won't be a waste of time "Let's keep going!"

Daniel nodded in Killua direction before flipping over the pages, pointing out bits and pieces of his past.

"~"

Nathaniel hummed of himself as he walked through the shopping centre, Alluka's legs dangling around his neck. He had both arms up, the girl holding onto his hand so she wouldn't fall. It's been a long time since he done this, having someone atop his shoulders, squealing in delight.

Alluka was very happy where she was, almost forgetting that her brother wasn't here with her. A part of her missed him, missed his soft touches, the way he cradles her in his arms.

But on the other hand, she could see over the crowd of people, and she loved it "Mister Na-"

"No need for formalities, little Alluka. You can call me Nathan for short."

Alluka found herself smiling "Nathan…?"

"Yes…?"

"Where are we going?"

The man puckered his lips, wondering about that too. He has only known Alluka for one day now, so finding her style will be difficult. Apart from the Shrine Maiden dress she was wearing yesterday, she was now forced into a t-shirt and pants, because Daniel's old clothes were the only size that fit her, and she didn't like it one bit. She felt uncomfortable, unnatural in those clothes.

Zaikaria's smallest sized clothes were back when she was sixteen, so that was a no go. Ok for nightgowns, but not for walking in public. It was too big and would drag across the floor. After hearing Alluka complaining about wearing his son's clothes for the outing, he promised to buy her lots of clothes, ones that she may take with her later.

Like his husband, money means nothing to him. So, he didn't mind if she wanted the more expensive clothes, he was happy as long as she was happy "Wherever you want. There's a couple of places nearby. So, are you in frilly dresses? Cute patterns? Whatever you want… I'll try to find it."

Alluka hummed, legs swinging up and down. She liked dresses because her brother often said they looked cute on her. But she wouldn't mind a few skirts, something frilly with a matching throw over jumper "I want… some cute dresses… maybe some nice frilly shirts with skirts."

The man hummed, thinking of the layout of the shopping centre "We could try out… Colourful Shawl, Humble Owl Outfitters… and Cuddlees Growth. You'll probably like Cuddlees and Colourful Shawl."

"Ok!" Alluka felt giddy, wondering what she'll be able to pick out first. Nathaniel took her to Cuddlees Growth first, seeing as it was the closest to them. He took her inside, placing her down so she could look around for herself. Yet, not even two steps in, and they were already bombarded by an employee "Welcome to Cuddlees Growth, where love fits all."

Oh god… The man cringed inside, thank god Vastorie wasn't here. He'll go to town on this poor girl "Yes, my…"

The woman clapped her hands together, for a moment, ignoring his words as she bent down towards the child "What a cute boy!"

"Girl… she's my Son's boyfriend's sister… let's make that niece, just to make things easier."

The employee stood up at the mistake "Sorry, she just had-"

"Yes, well aware of the issue. I'm looking for something a little cuter than 'I'm borrowing my brother's boyfriend's old clothes'. So, can you point us in the direction of the girl's clothes?"

Nodding the person held out their finger "In the back towards the right. Please don't hesitate to call one of us for help, sir."

The man bowed before following her directions, leading Alluka into the back. He sat down on one of the many seats, letting her decide on what she would like, rather than picking and choosing himself.

He was terrible when it came to clothes, the disaster of the wardrobe. While he preferred Vastorie went instead, not only was he lucky that the man didn't go, he felt like Killua would worry even more. It was a little strange to see Vastorie pick up on that, especially when he would've loved to play dress up with little Alluka.

Alluka came back up to him while he was in his daze "I don't know what size I am. There are all these numbers and I don't know what to do."

Now, this I can help with… "Alright, I want you to show me which ones you like. I'll pick out a couple of sizes in different ones, we'll try to narrow down your size."

Smiling at the information, she took the man's hand within her, guiding, or dragging in Nathaniel's eyes to what she wanted to show him. She showed which ones she liked as the man spread the clothes, finding ones of sizes he thinks will fit her. He managed to make eight sets before being dragged once more, this time to the change rooms.

He allowed Alluka to go in by herself, standing outside as he waits for her call "Nathan, I think I'm a size thirteen."

"Hold on, let me come in to check." When the latch unlocked, he walked in, greeted by a pant-less girl. He chuckled before leaning down, noticing something a little abnormal. He paid no attention to the obvious tent, scrutinising the plaid shirt. It looked like the right fit, but it seemed a little tight around her waist.

"Did I give you a fourteen?"

Alluka went through the shirts before picking up the frilly pink one, a plain throw on style shirt.

"Try that on for me…"

Alluka switched shirts, Nathaniel helping her roll it over her body. It looked a little too loose now. With that information, he picked up the plaid shirt she tried on last. It was a slim fit. That might explain the trouble with her size. So, she was a fourteen 'slim fit' and normally thirteen. The other problem was she needed better underwear, it looked worn out, and a boy's style one. Not because it was Daniel's old underwear, no he threw those out long ago. These looked like it was intended for her…

"Alright, I'm gonna find replacements for those…" the man gestured to her lower regions, Alluka flushing in embarrassment. It was obvious something was sticking out, something she felt as though it was unnatural to her body. Killua already explained it to her, but that doesn't mean she liked her circumstance "Am I disgusting to you…"

Hearing the question, the man felt his gaze return to the girl, disgusted at her question "What makes you think that?" The man whispered, hoping to draw no attention to their conversation.

"Because I have that…" the girl croaked, sobbing silently from her own thoughts. Nathaniel wiped away the tears, smiling ever so softly at the young girl "No, not at all…" he shook his head, planting a small kiss on her forehead. He needed to have a discussion with Killua, an embarrassing one at that. Not out of judgment, but one with the knowledge he learnt over the years.

Not every girl in Alluka's position have had the same experiences, but his heard differentiating opinions, and maybe one will fit with her values. He'll have to sit Killua down and explain some terms like tucking, hoping that it will help Alluka out in the future. If she feels disgusted with what she has, then making her comfortable with what she has is the best approach "I've met many girls in your position, and while I'm not the best one for advice, I can point you in a couple of directions. I know a few girls in a similar position to you, and maybe they can help you. Would you like that?"

Alluka smiled a little, nodding her head at the words.

With a small smile, Nathaniel ruffled her hair "Alright, good girl. Now let's get your size. I'll just have to ask one of the ladies for help with underwear. I'm not the best when it comes to that, and we can't really try them on."

"Ok…" When the man got up to leave, Alluka stopped him "Thanks, Nathan… I think Daniel grew up to be like you. He's really understanding, just like you…"

The words made his lip quiver, hearing Daniel has taken after him. His son has always had a fear of being compared to Vastorie, so hearing someone say his more like him, made it harder to contain the tears of joy "He would love to hear that from you."

With that, the man walked out closing the door behind him, leaving only once he heard the door lock once more. Daniel has grown up a lot, and Killua may be the reason as to why he like this. He'll have to thank the boy, and give him advice for his sister, as well as float a few names of people who may be able to help Alluka.