Gon approaches Iason, hoping to understand him better. Killua calls Nathaniel for more information, trying to understand the secrets still hidden in the background. Victor returns, but his new discovery fuels his anger.

Iason hummed to himself as he entered the apartment, feeling giddy within the moment. His relationship is improving as the days go by, but what Gon asked him last night did give him a question to ponder.

When or if will he be ready? After the scene in the bathhouse, one that sometimes became a recurring daydream of his… filled him with a sense of curiosity; if the three of them decide to go further, what would his role, his part in the relationship be, when it comes to the bedroom?

He knew all the main terms; those being blow job, masturbation, anal and vaginal sex. But he doesn't know where, or specifically, what role he wants to be a play in this three-way relationship. Deep down, he has mixed feelings about his position. With Gon, he tends to want him to have his way with him, but with Sakura… it's a different story.

He feels this desire to hover the over top of him, to not necessarily have his way with him… but, this desire to comfort, to draw out the emotions, the feelings to a satisfactory degree. He wanted to feel an emotional pleasure with Sakura, as opposed to a physical one with Gon.

It's hard to know these things when you haven't really experimented before. Or even know Gon and Sakura's sexual preference, when they themselves don't seem to know either.

It's a good thing Gon gave up back then because he had no idea how to answer him. He tried to experiment once with himself, but it proved to be difficult without something to help him ease his fingers in. He wants to know what it feels like, to know what his comfortable with…

If there's one thing he knows about Sakura, it's that the boy would rather he says something first, before Gon says anything. Knowing Gon, if he were to walk into this room right now with his knowledge, his first statement would probably be along the lines: Hey, can I stick it inside you? Or possibly worse than that, how can I have sex with the both of you?

Hell has no fury, like Gon's lack of boundaries… but then again, he can't complain. He likes that side to Gon, his sheer lack of ability to hold back, to ask for what he wants… He envies it…

Although, Gon's innocence does make him a little cuter in his opinion; his eagerness to learn… to improve on something, no matter how small… accompanied by the smile he shows after achieving something, tends to brighten one's day.

The boy, however, sighed after his thought. Why did I just have to blurt out about my physical affections for him…? Iason snapped his attention back to reality, trying to rationalise a best case scenario to the topic.

He thought just by escaping into his own memories, he could figure out a way to ease the situation, instead, his thoughts lead to something disastrous. If on cue, from somehow being summoned from a thought, Gon wrapped his arms around him, peppering kisses along his neck.

"Hey~" Gon chimed, voice coming out in a sing-song tune, voice reverberating along his partner's skin. Iason was caught in a giggling fit, one full of affection. Affection his barely starting to show as of now, "where did you disappear off too…?"

"Just a bit of shopping… mostly ingredients…" Iason let out a moan, from a well-placed kiss, his reaction causing his cheeks to flush red. When did Gon suddenly get better?

"What was that…?"

Gon's beaming smile, almost made it impossible to hide the truth, ALMOST…

"N-Nothing…" He hadn't expected to moan like that, to have Gon touch him in such an intimate manner, so soon after having learned he can kiss more than just the lips. Gon found an erogenous zone, and that terrified him. Although, not in a bad way. He was more terrified of what Gon would do, after learning all his weaknesses, "what's gotten into you lately."

"I wanted to ask you something… and I hope you can answer it because the curiosity is killing me."

"Curiosity did kill the cat…" Iason paused before adding, "That was sarcasm." He didn't want a repeat of last time. Seeing Gon's expression that night, pulled at his heartstrings; he wished he could comfort the boy, and not be the reason for Gon losing his radiant smile, "What did you want to know?"

"You know when you said physically, physically…"

"Gon… that was last night; my mind doesn't change as fast as yours."

The boy stopped his actions, cheeks puffed out in a humorous manner. He doesn't change his mind that quickly… at least not intentionally. He just really wants to know… at least something. Anything at this point, to ease his mind… his curiosity… "Isn't there anything you can tell me? I really, REALLY want to know what you mean by that…"

"Gon…" Iason sighed as he felt Gon's cheek brushed his skin. His curiosity… affection is bringing down his walls… A part of him wants to give in, to tell him the truth about last night's words, but he can't… not yet; not until he knows what he personally wants, "Gon… please, can we not have this conversation yet?"

Gon's features dropped, he would be lying if he said he wasn't disappointed. But, he values his partner's boundaries, "Ok… I'll continue to wait. Can you at least say something to help me understand?"

Iason sighed in relief. Anymore pushing and he might have ended up wrapping his legs around Gon. Alright, maybe not to that degree of bad… but he certainly does want to touch Gon… in a very explicit manner, just not right now. He might not be able to escape his desires, or regret having taught Gon something new too soon, "I will… the next time you use a computer. Go on the internet and search for… How to show physical intimacy, between gay lovers? You can also use homosexual instead of gay."

"Anything else…?"

"It's ok for you to look up the Kama Sutra, it has ideas and well… positions to help you picture certain situations."

"Ok!" Gon's smile widened, the act stealing Iason's breath away. Maybe it was wrong of him to suggest the Kama Sutra, hopefully, the boy doesn't know how to spell it.

Gon leaned forward, capturing Iason's lips within his own. The boy shut his eyes at the action, Gon's hands held onto his face in an affectionate manner, providing not only warmth from where they rested, but it also left him wanting more. The part of his mind, he wanted to keep locked away until he understood himself better, reached out to Gon, clasping around the boy's fingers.

He loved how Gon could be so comfortable in this manner, greedily accepting his partner's action. He wanted to be touched, to explore when this part of the relationship made him feel at ease. Nothing else in the world, but the two of them mattered right now. What is it about Gon that makes it so… desirable, to pull him in with such an alluring presence? Why did it make him want more from his partner?

He wanted Gon to…

The boy pulled back, Iason could feel his cheeks burning with desire, full of dark thoughts. This might end up being harder than he thinks. Gon has achieved the impossible, and it's only a matter of time before he ends up giving in to him.

"I might go to the library or an internet café and-"

"No!" Iason held his hand out, stopping Gon from moving. It's better if the boy doesn't do that. Maybe it would be better if they all pitch in to buy a laptop. At least then he could secretly check what Gon is looking for… just in case, "How about we buy a laptop together, and you can research it on that."

"Alright!" Gon pulled Iason into another kiss, "So what's for dinner…?"

"You…" Iason stated in an absent-minded manner, his brain nuked for the earlier affection. Gon's giggling forced him to recall his last statement, retracting it before it could be used against him "Food! I mean food… not sure yet. I'll check what Sakura wants, or try something new if he doesn't mind."

"Well, your food tastes delicious…"

Today is not a good day… Iason thought as he tried to purge his mind from dirty thoughts. There was a your and food in that last sentence… he doesn't know why his mind substituted you instead of your, and got rid of food.

"~"

Killua was the first to wake, taking notice of the room lacking someone. Seems like Scarlet has gone outside, which forced the boy to check the time; pulling out his phone, Killua yawned into his hand. 6:21 it's too earlier to be walking around at this time… the boy thought as he took away his hand, trying to regather his memory of last night.

Seems he fell asleep on Daniel's lap, and given the fact that Scarlet was still awake at the time, she would've seen it happen. He can't escape the truth, but the few hours he got from sleeping left him feeling more than refreshed.

Killua pulled out the journal given to him by Vastorie; a scowl escaped his lips as he turned to the first page, it was empty. It hasn't been used since he got it from the man. But now, he was about to use a gift given to him by a man who refuses to apologise to his son.

Killua flicked through the empty pages, stopping at the last page before he pulled out one of Daniel's pens. He should at least take notes of what happened last night while his partner was asleep, at least for Daniel's sake.

With all the information gathered, he might as well try to form links between what Vastorie was like in the past, to now. He needs to discover why in his mind, why Vastorie has become cynical. He has been proven in the past to be someone who is capable of loving others, of wanting to do the right thing, even if he has to spill some blood in the process.

There also were links between Zaikaria and Scarlet, which means Zaikaria was adopted long before Daniel was born. It would have had to have been before she was twelve. It was still a huge gap, but at least now, he can discover more hints that could shorten the time-scale.

Killua impatiently tapped the page; wondering if now would even be a good time to ring Nathaniel. There's something he wants to know about that night Scarlet mentioned, to see his point of view on the night… but at the same time, he feels like he'll be going behind her back.

Then again, the reason as to why Vastorie brought down Baron Von Hinrick's empire eluded him. It couldn't have been just because he had a paedophile's wet dream in his basement… not many people would have known about that, besides the ones already involved in the matter. He wants to know how he came across the information, a man like that wouldn't have slipped up. Hinrick, wouldn't just make a mistake…

It had to have been forced somehow…

Killua flipped through his phone, checking the time difference right at this moment, it seems like their time aligns… Nathaniel is a few hours ahead of them, which means they're bound to arrive at their location… their departure.

With a sniff, Killua picked up Daniel, putting him back into bed before walking outside, closing the door as quietly as possible. He walked through the desolate hallways, each step unable to be heard, just like the engine on the airship.

He wanted to be away from the others, alone if he could help it. What he wanted to ask would hopefully help him understand the situation better, to link causation with correlation.

He found a small section, where the cameras barely touch; a perfect spot to speak about an uncomfortable topic. He called the man, waiting for the pickup tone, which had felt like an eternity to him.

"Yo, Killua… What can I help you with?"

"Two things…" Killua paused for a moment, his eyes scanning the corners for any onlookers, ones that may stumble across him by accident, "I wanted to let you know, which by the way… you can also tell Zaikaria and Akamut the news as well. Daniel is safe now… Scarlet help me remove Victor's Nen Curse…"

"I knew I could trust you!"

Killua felt a burning sensation ripple along his neck, the giddiness spewing forth from Nathan's mouth made it impossible to interpret it otherwise. He was proud of him, for saving his son… and while that did make him happy to a degree, there was also bad news involved in the scenario "Victor is aware of what we've done, and now he's after us…"

Nathaniel sucked in a breath; he didn't expect the man to move so soon. He acted on impulse, rather than thought now. He was clearly deranged, and nothing but his death would ease his mind at this stage… back then he left him alive out of sympathy. He was worried that the man's death would have been premature. Now he sees that he was wrong… that Victor didn't, and still doesn't have the strength to save himself, "Are you safe?"

"Yes, Scarlet got Vastorie to issue us tickets out of there. Even if he goes to Aswaqiya, he has no way of personally finding us. We just have to avoid his contacts, reach Xavier's school of the gifted, and we should be fine…"

"The school's protection in place would certainly block Victor's malicious intent, but it only blocks Nen powers, so his physical aspect is a serious threat… he is on par with your father's strength."

Killua's eyes widened slightly. This man who is older than his father, possibly even older than his grandfather, is able to fight on par with his father, who is still in his prime, with a figure that exerts pure strength and can withstand poisons which could take down beast with just a drop; Victor is not normal… "Thanks for the heads up."

"The other question…?"

"I wanted to know a little more about Scarlet's position."

"Did you ask her first?"

"No, but this doesn't involve her… at least not directly. I wanted to know how Vastorie discovered Hinrick's secret dungeon."

"Through his contacts… why?"

"What contacts…?"

"Not someone who should be discussed about over the phone. I can give the information to Eifion, and then he can pass it onto you. He can be trusted. Vastorie gave him the means to send private messages to-and-back, so I should be able to give him something to pass it onto you, without alerting authorities."

"Alright, I have another question then…"

"Shoot!"

"Has Vastorie called any of you…?"

There was a long pause, one that made Killua very uncomfortable. He knew the answer long before the man spoke. He should've never asked the question, considering his words may have stung the man, making his thoughts linger once more on the what-ifs.

"No…"

Killua let out an annoyed groan, at least a courteous message should've have been sent that man's way. Or at least a quick: I'm ok, don't worry about me… would've been a nice thing to do. But nope, the man was still as reclusive as ever… "That's annoying." Really, he should have said something else, but he's frustrated that the man continues to work in the background, rather than choosing to directly work with either of them.

Going just by Scarlet's story, the two of them worked so well together in the past. Couldn't he put aside his frustration for one second, and speak like a normal human being to Nathaniel… it's not that hard.

"He's trying to do that right thing."

"You're as bad as Daniel, he never gets upset with me… never voices his concerns… I'm starting to wonder if he's even capable of showing anger."

"Do you want him to be angry with you…?"

"Well, no… But-"

"The same rules apply to me."

"Let me finish before interrupting…" He snapped at the man too quickly, his gaze dropping slightly from his own reaction. He shouldn't have gotten frustrated at the man, "Sorry, I just want… I want him to at least voice his concerns. And he does, but rarely… if ever. He bottles up everything, blames himself, gets upset… I comfort him, and then everything is dandy until we have to repeat the cycle."

"Huh… reminds me of something I know."

"Who, me…?"

"No… me… I tended to blame my weakness a lot in the past for Vastorie's current actions. Not in a way as I should have been there more often. More so, I should have told him everything, rather than hiding it… it's hard, you know… keeping a secret for so long, because you're afraid of the person's reaction once he learns the truth."

Oh, Killua knew… but not to Nathaniel's extent. Maybe he should take a little page out of Nathan's book, and be more fought coming with his thoughts and desires… tell Daniel a lot of things he really wants from his partner. Sure, he just admitted he wants to screw Daniel's brains out, but it's a little more than that… He likes when Daniel gives in, stops building this wall around him because he's afraid he'll be too much like his father.

If the boy could give in for a second, to stop building a different perception of himself, maybe he could relax long enough to accept that he likes certain things. Sure, he may end up not liking to bottom for Killua, but feeling that sense of being used… being cradled and touched by someone he loves, might be something he enjoys.

There's only one way to tell, and that's if the boy relaxes long enough to accept certain parts of his life, "Thank you… and sorry for lashing out at Vastorie. Even though he means a lot to you, I'm frustrated with the current situation. He means something to Daniel… and now he's worried that his going to turn out like his father."

"I know he's the hardest person to deal with right now, but in time… he'll realise the error in his ways, and reach out to us, Daniel, Zaikaria and myself…"

"Hopefully, before I grow a beard…" Killua then looked upward in though, I wonder what Daniel would look like in the future with a beard… Maybe he could use that as a way to change his appearance so he doesn't look like his father… could be a suggestion…

Nathaniel chuckled over the phone "Indeed, hopefully before then… Any more questions?"

"One more, about Vastorie in his younger years-"

"Those-"

"No, before you say anything. Besides his father, will we meet anyone who'll be able to talk about his childhood?"

There was a long pause as if gears were turning in Nathan's head "… No? Oh no… Oh, shit no! I forgot to mention someone who'll point out what he was like in his teens. I forgot to include those who have seen him in his younger years…"

"Oops, alright…" Killua burst into laughter, he hadn't expected to hear an 'oh, shit' reaction from the older man. "A huge Oops…"

"Alright, once you meet everyone on the list, Victor is optional… as in avoiding him at all costs if you can. You two can call me; tell me what you've heard. I want to see what you two come to as a conclusion, then I'll tell you what he was like from when I first met him… right up to… well, the man at the youngest point before he met the others. How's that sound…?"

"Deal, but please continue to support us from the sidelines."

"Deal! Anything for my future son-in-law…"

"I see where Daniel got his sappy side from." Killua hid his face, even though the laughter blaring through the speaker, made it impossible, to keep himself from smiling. No matter how much his life sucked, he saw the positivity in life… He clung to Vastorie eventually coming back, apologising for all his mistakes.

Maybe he should stop being harsh on the man… at least when talking to Nathaniel. He didn't even know how to bounce back from his initial comment, because that man's laughter was so pure, full of joy… jovial.

The one person he has always wanted as a child was now just a phone call away… and he just happens to be the father, of the boy he fell for. The world works in strange ways…

He won't question it, but rather listen to the laughter of a man, who was willing to accept the possibility of him becoming a part of their family. Regardless of whether or not his family would reject the idea…

A small part of him accepted the possibility, even if the other Zoldycks do not. Marriage may not be a feasible idea now, but who knows… maybe in the future, that was a possibility…

Especially, if his sister catches wind of it; lord knows if she's always wanted to plan a wedding of her own…

"~"

Victor flipped through the report; the young man on the table was as black as ash, no inch of skin was left unharmed. Whatever Adam wanted to do out of anger, going as far to give in to the rage… it came back and devoured the last of his humanity.

Adam was supposed to be his ticket to the underworld, the man who would replace Baron Hinrick Von Delkofer…

But it turns out Adam was just as deranged as his father, lost to his own rage, "It's a shame…"

"Excuse me, who are you? You're not supposed to be here…"

The man looked up from the report, frowning at having been discovered so soon. It's not like he can't constantly wipe the memories of those around him, making sure to leave no traces of his existence. It's the fact he had been discovered by an autopsy technician, a man of his standing could be used to his advantage. He could be probed for more information, "My name is Christopher. I'm an agent working on this unusual case. Can you tell me more?"

"Can I see your badge?"

Victor looked up once more, glaring at the man. To think a lowly, feeble-minded man would dare to question his existence, needed to be disciplined in obedience. He raised a hand to the man, allowing his aura to seep out, shackling the man's mind. He had to be careful; a non-Nen user would succumb to his power. Not many walk away with a sound mind after dealing with him.

The man's tune softened after a second, "Right, well his burnt to a crisp!"

"I can see…" Victor frowned at the obvious joke. He's not here for laughter, just the facts.

"Great, I'm dealing with a stone golem…"

"What…?"

"Nothing…" the man sung in a sing-song tune, closing the distance between him and the victim lying on the table, "Well, as you can see he has third-degree burns. His body was found in the old abandoned factor 50 Kilometres from here, last night."

Coincides around the time I not only lost connection with Adam but Daniel's presence as well… "Continue…"

"He was the only body found, but there were traces of others in the facility at the time. But we weren't able to use the DNA to find clues as to who they are; however, that was burned just like our victim here."

"Uh huh…" Victor flipped through the page, looking over the vitals of the young man. That's strange… his vitals remain intact, even with no presence of life. His initial thought was the boy who could channel electricity through his Nen cause this damage, but it may have been to Adam's Hatsu that did the damage…

He wasn't consumed by his rage, but his blind faith to bring his sister into the fold.

"However, the strangest thing about this fire is… his organs are intact, just not functioning. Going by this conclusion, his body was lit on fire. It burned through the deeper layers of his skin… but not enough to reach the organs."

"As in…?"

"He's a toasted, uncooked sandwich."

"Mr…?"

"Nick!"

"Mr Nick. I have no time for your jokes. You're telling me he someone lit this man on fire… but, what…? His organs are still functioning?"

"Yes!"

"So why is he dead…?"

"We don't know… it makes no sense. He could be in a coma, but the layer just below his skin, is well… still functioning. I called someone who hopefully is more experienced in this area, someone from the Hunter's Ass-"

"Stop right there. You called those lunatics to perform a more thorough investigation?"

"Yes… is there a problem?"

"Shit…" Victor curled his hands along the man's figure. He traced the flow of aura, trying to find the abnormal flow hopefully still being maintained. He knew exactly what was causing this… the parasite he forced in Adam's body, to see if a single one could keep the man from burning himself alive.

He needed the man to survive long enough to take control of the underworld, to bend everyone to his will. It would've worked if the man could take control of his emotions. But it instead failed…

It looks like it worked out to an extent, but that wasn't enough. He can't allow the association to figure that it exists. Not now…

Victor wasted no time, his fingers sliding into the man's skin. Aimless searching around for the worm.

"What are-"

"I was never here… you never saw me. You are going to sit there, and pretend you were the one to open him up. You were trying to check his internals, to figure out what killed him. Understood…?"

Nick's eyes dulled, his mind going blank. He had no idea why, just that he was tired all of a sudden "Understood…" Who am I talking to? The man lay down in the corner, resting against the chair armrest. He was unable to stop the man, his mind to hazy to even notice he had left.

Victor ripped it out, the insect burned to a crisp. Adam had burned it alive, taking its life as it tried to repair the host. But at least now… the association won't find out about his interference. He swallowed the insect before leaving the room.

Adam had failed; his goal to find his sister had backfired. And judging by how close he was to the area Daniel had originally left for, they had been involved somehow. It looks like his back to square one, forced to manually find the boys. Except for this time, nobody will stop him from taking their life. They won't even get to suffer this time…

There will no longer be any threats that will get in his way, one way or another, he will have his son at his side once more.

Or so he thought…

Victor kept his demeanour, the sound of dainty feet were coming towards him. He thought he'd have more time, but it looks like someone from the association was here already; they must have taken the company's own private airship.

He knew it was there by the flow of their aura, she asserts dominance over the situation, regardless of whether or not she had the strength to do so. In his mind, he saw it nothing more, than a child begging their parents to reconsider their idea.

He wouldn't let her get away with it… especially now that he could make her figure. She looks like a dog for god sake, nobody should take her seriously. But he would, at least for a second. She was after all… the new chairwoman.

As Victor stepped past the oblivious chairwoman, a smirk slipped past his controlled demeanour, "Hello, Cheadle…" Not even allowing her time to turnaround, he funnelled his aura throughout the area, forcing her to sleep before she could think to protect herself.

"~"

Cheadle awoke to Leorio grumbling above her, "If you're that tired, we should have come later!"

"No!" Cheadle got up with a wide expression. No, it couldn't have been possible. She ran towards her goal, slamming the door open. The man who was supposed to meet her at the entrance was here, alive and well… but the problem was the Victim had already been operated on without her consent "He was here…"

When Leorio ran into the room right after, she broadcasted her main concern "Victor was here!"

"What?!" Leorio looked between the corpse and the sleeping man, taking notice of the open wound on the victim. Why would Victor come here?

Cheadle grew tired of the situation, this game needed to stop, which means Vastorie needs to be involved in this situation, "Get Vastorie on the phone, he's coming here right now! I'm going to find out who this is a person!"

Leorio slipped outside before her mood could sour, calling the one man who'd react the worst to the situation, "Damn it… could the day get any worse?!"