"And I heard a voice in the midst of the 4 beasts
And I looked and behold A pale horse
And his name that sat on him, was Death.
And Hell followed with Him."
Revelation 6:8 (or Johnny Cash's "The Man Comes Around" XD)
Surreal Symphony
How strange. Really he found Gon to be so surprising at times, but for him to be confused to his identity because of a haircut? However, because his hindsight was a perfect 20/20, he shouldn't have been too surprised at all. Gon had a tendency to be naive and simple. He was a reinforcement type, after all.
"Are you going to come in?"
Glancing up, he couldn't help but smirk. "Don't you know Gon-kun?" Gon's eyes widened at his name as he faced Hisoka full on. "With such trust you show, if you invite me into your house I can destroy you the easiest."
Gon's jaw dropped at this revelation. "Demo, I thought that was only vampires. " Realization came back into Gon's eyes. "Hisoka-san is a vampire? But you're out in the daylight!"
Gon bounded back over the door to gaze closer at Hisoka, who by now had a slightly disgruntled look on his face. "Hisoka-san is really pale. He also has the red hair." Hisoka's eye had started to twitch with each comment Gon made. He wasn't a vampire and his hair really needed to stop coming into question when it came to his identity. "He's also really pretty, like all those other vampires from the movies."
That caught his attention. So, Gon thought he was pretty? A smirk soon replaced the angry tick and Hisoka begin to move closer to Gon, closing the gap. At least he would have if he hadn't realized that doing show would have gotten him smacked in the chin by Gon's arm, now pointing into the sky behind his head. Glancing over his shoulder to see what the boy was pointing at, it wasn't hard to hear his next sentence.
"But it doesn't change the fact that we walked out in the sun all day! Are you a special type of Hisoka-Vampire?"
The tick had returned. This boy could be really thick sometimes. Unnaturally so, it seemed. "I'm not a..." Hisoka was cut off by a rumbling sound.
"Are you hungry?" An innocent question, but really he'd begun to worry.
"Not really." She'd said that so much these days. Unnerving when it came to a woman who never believed in what wasn't practical. 'Food makes you strong, helps you grow, and keeps you healthy,' she had said once. It was a long time ago now, but he still remembered all of her old lessons she'd taught him.
"You should eat, Mito-san. It's not healthy."
"I know, Gon-kun." Of course she would. She always knew. It was an 'Unwritten Law of Mito'. When Gon had been only a little child, about four, he remembered staring up at her with bright eyes. His mouth laughing and arms out stretched, he reached to embrace Mito's skirts.
'Mito-san, Mito-san! How is it that you know everything?' His eyes had been wide, then, in innocent curiosity. The knuckle of his pudgy forefinger had found it's way into his mouth. He'd never taken to sucking his thumb. Even at such a young age he'd held a dislike for it, though, even now, he'd sometimes find himself chewing on the tips of his fingers and knuckles.
His clothes were slightly torn, his boots scuffed and one of them undone. His jacket looked near beyond repair- but Mito would find a way to fix it. She always did.
She had laughed at his childish devotion and admiration that stood out so starkly on his features. 'All I told you, Gon-kun, was to be careful or you would tear your clothes, Sweety.'
"That's not what I meant!" It came out rather indignantly on his round features.
"Oh, then what did you mean?" Mito was once again laughing, but this time she had struggled to hide it behind her hand.
"You always seem to to know how I feel, and what to do, and what to say!"
Her eyes had softened at this revelation, "Some of it is just from the relationship we have."
"Relationship?" Head cocking to the side, he'd moved his chewing to the tip of his index finger.
"The special bond I feel with you. One that you'll understand when you're older." A confused look crossed over the young features. 'But for what I'm not sure of, I have learned from the Bible."
"So, you'll eat?"
"Bible?"
Another soft smile. "Of course dear. Would you like to learn?"
"Maybe later."
"Yeah!" Happiness, he was so excited by that. He had thought he was learning a special secret.
"Then follow me, dear." Gracefully she made her way to the bookshelf. He had struggled to keep up with her, then.
"... Okay..."
And so he'd learned the versus that Mito had already known by heart at his age.
"Oh! Hisoka is hungry!"
"So I am." Hisoka was somehow pulling nonchalant off rather well considering the noise emanating from his stomach.
"..." The silence from the normally happy and boisterous (not to mention clueless) boy in front of him was disconcerting. When Hisoka finally focused on Gon, he was met with wide puppy like eyes. "Is Hisoka-vampire going to eat Gon?"
Hisoka couldn't resist.
"Is that an offer, Gon-kun?" The leer in his eye was unmistakable for anything but hunger.
With an 'eep' Gon quickly turned around and ran to the fridge. "Is there something else Hisoka-vampire would like to eat, other than Gon?"
"How about whipped cream?"(1)
"Demo, that's not very healthy, Hisoka-vampire-san. Do you like curry?"
Hisoka practically deflated. "It's a bit spicy" - another growl of the stomach - "but it'll do."
Hisoka sauntered over to the kitchen chair before languidly plopping into it, a pout on his features. Unabashedly he watched Gon move about the kitchen for the curry ingredients. His lithe body fluidly doing what he'd known how to since he was little. And then something occurred to Hisoka. "Gon-kun?"
"Hmm?" Gon never even spared him a glance.
"Won't you be making some for yourself. That doesn't look like very much for two people."
A sad look crossed Gon's features as he stopped moving completely. "No, I'm not very hungry."
Hisoka's eyes narrowed and a sly smile came across his mouth. "Gon-kun, why are you so sad? Does it have to do with why you live here all alone?"
Gon coughed. He was going to be doomed with cold for at least another month. He had to stifle another cough as he fought to straighten one of the blankets on the clothes line.
A cough mirrored his own.
Quickly Gon turned and ran inside. "Mito-san! What are you doing?"
"I'm making you dinner, Gon. You've been working so hard lately." Indeed, Mito was standing over the oven, a pot boiling on the stove.
"But you're sick! Mito-san! Look at what you're doing to yourself! Can't you see?"
A sad look entered Mito's eyes. "I see it every time I look in the mirror, every time I look down at my self." At this Mito raised the palm of her hand to be level with her face. It shook terribly. "Straining myself even slightly causes my body to ache."
Oddly enough her voice held firm.
"I think maybe I'll go lay down for a little bit."
It didn't waver once.
Gon froze.
"Does it?" Hisoka smirk only grew, he already seemed to know the answer.
That's when it truly occurred to Gon about everything. He was alone here. Mito-san was never coming back. She'd never welcome him to her again. The pressure of this realization was building up pushing his body down. It felt like it was going to break him into pieces. "Mito-san was... Mito is... I...!"
He could no longer control his pain. His hands flew up to grip the counter to steady his quaking body. His eyes had shut tight around the tears attempting to break free. His heart felt like it had stopped beating, yet with every beat it did take, everything hurt all the more. It hurt to even stay standing. Is this how Mito-san...!
"Gon-kun your trembling like a leaf."
Gon's eyes opened on their own accord when he felt strong arms embrace him from behind. Glancing behind him, tears still in his eyes, Hisoka's face was only centimeters from his own. "Gon. This expression right now..."
Hisoka's sly smile had yet to leave his face. Time itself seemed to stand still. Only his still quaking body seemed to be trying to keep count of the seconds. His heart had sped up in it's beating and the cold feeling of death that had embraced him only moment before was being replaced by an unbearably warm feeling spreading from deep within him. What kind of power is this?
Hisoka began to whisper in Gon's ear, breath warm on his neck. " Are you so sad at being along, Gon-kun? Is this why you're shaking?"
One of Hisoka's hands rose to gently grasp Gon's neck, the other slowly playing it's way down his stomach. "If you want. I can help you feel not so alone."
Gon's breath quickened. He remembered this feeling. But this one was different.
"Idiot! What are you doing? Your going to catch cold out here." Killua was disgruntled to say the least.
"I just wanted to see the city lights, even if it is just from our balcony." Gon couldn't bring himself to smile. Really he didn't mind the cold. And he always got sick around this time of year. Killua should know that.
"Yeah well you can see them from inside, where it's warmer... Idiot."
Gon didn't respond.
"Hey! What's up with you?" Killua walked over to lean his back on the balcony, hands comfortably in his pajama pockets.
"I got a letter."
"Oh a letter?" Killua's face gained a cat like quality to it. "Are they going to revoke you Hunter license or something? 'Cause you know we can always go beat 'em up."
"Not that kind of letter, one from Mito." Gon pushed himself away from the balcony and turned to go back inside. Really he just wanted to be left alone right now. "She's sick. So is most of Whale Island."
"Huh?" Killua seemed dumbfounded.
"Don't you think it's strange we haven't seen any tourists from Whale Island in a while!" Gon hadn't even bothered to turn around while he shouted.
"Gon, I..." Killua attempted to reach out to his friend, but he was gone. The balcony door left open.
Quietly coming in, Killua looked around for any sign of his friend. There. He could see light filtering through underneath the bathroom door. He tried the door handle. It was locked. He heard the shower running.
"Gon..."
When Gon finally came out of the bathroom, he had a towel around his shoulder and a fuzzy bathrobe to hold back the after shower chill. Killua was no where to be seen. Slowly he made his way over to the balcony again and looked out the glass door.
Thoughts were swarming in his head. Memories of Whale Island, the people he had known. Who had died? Would Mito live?
He felt arms wrap around him from behind. A warm embrace. Loving, caring. It brought a feeling with it. This feeling. It was one he associated with home.
All too suddenly Gon felt hot. He glanced behind him. "Ki...Killua?"
"You're not alone, Gon. No matter what. Your friends are here for you."
"Killua..."
"I'm here for you."
At that, Gon had turned around. He turned to face his best friend in the eye. He didn't try to break the current contact. That was the last thing he wanted.
"Killua." He said it so much more firmly this time.
"Where ever you go, Gon, I shall follow." Killua bent down, closing what little distance the slight hight difference allowed them. No other words were uttered.
Because in the end, they already knew. They knew each other that well.
Gon could feel the heat of Killua's kiss, feel it burning his nerves in away that wanted him to wish them burned away. He felt his hands just as acutely. Wherever he touched and wherever he was touched in turn set small fires to his body and finger tips. It threatened to engulf them both. But, to Gon, it already had.
The heat had reached a point to where they seemed to develop a delirium. Even now Gon would have sworn that the heat of their touches burned their clothes right off. Had they needed this so bad from each other, and he was just to naive to pick up on it, even from himself?
It didn't matter. Only the here and now. Only Killua mattered. The way Killua was moving his hands down his stomach and back, stroking his heated skin. The way he cupped his head in his hand as he nibbled along his earlobe and trailed down his neck leaving teeth marks. How Killua was now gripping his backside and pushing him further into the unbearable warmth. He was going to drown in this fire.
Gon could now feel Killua more acutely than he ever had before. He gasped every time their aroused members met. Their heavy breathing keeping rhythm with their movements as Killua maneuvered them towards their bed. His knees buckled once the back of his legs hit the bed. And the pace picked up.
Once again their eyes had met and Gon was struck with Killua's words. 'Anywhere you go I'll follow.' Finally, Gon closed his eyes, face set in contentment. A show of acquiescence.
In one motion, they were together. The pain almost unbearable as Gon's legs hung over Killua's shoulders and Killua bent over him. By the look on his face he knew that it hurt Killua just as much with how dry he was, how tight without preparation. They moved forward anyway. Killua kissed his pain down to bearable, and he loosened as he relaxed in their erotic embrace.
The heat was building and Gon wanted to cry out when Killua reached down to pump him to their rhythm. Gon's rhythm. 'Where ever you go I'll follow.'
White. That was all he saw the next moment as all the pain he experienced in the first moment returned in pleasure. Why or how, he didn't know, didn't care, just wanted more. More of Killua. Faster. And the white was becoming the color of the temperature as he felt it build. All the heat from before reaching a peak with the pleasure. Killua's face contorted with his release and Gon followed, riding each other's orgasms to the end.
The after glow was wondrous. Both boys basked in it. In each other's arms, they lay entangled with the sheets.
"I'm going."
"I know. I'm coming with you."
"To Whale Island?"
"Of course, idiot!" 'Where ever you go I will follow."
"...Okay."
"But, There's something I need to do first. I'm not sure How long it will take, but I'll be there as soon as I can."
Gon never even asked what it was he needed to do, believed him completely.
"Okay."
Gon didn't remember this feeling. It only reminded him of the one he had received from Killua. This feeling was different. It was wrong. Twisted.
"I'll a lieve you of it." Hisoka reached his trailing hand down further and grasped.
"Ahh..." When had he gotten aroused?
Hisoka didn't waste time and had began stroking Gon through his pants. His other hand tightening on the boy's throat.
Gon couldn't stop thinking of Killua. He kept thinking of how much he liked the way this felt. Of how this was what it felt like with Killua except it felt...
"No!" Gon pushed Hisoka back away from him. "It's wrong!"
Hisoka sat stunned for a moment at the place Gon had been. His smirk returned as he slowly followed the boy in the direction he had ran, down the hall to his room.
Gon couldn't seem to control his breathing or his shaking as he clung to the door knob. He slid to his knees, no longer able to support his own body in this moment of weakness. His body hurt. His head hurt. His heart hurt.
His erection hurt.
It throbbed with the knowledge that it was being ignored. This time Gon didn't try to stop his tears as he reached down. Hand already in his pants. It wasn't like he had never relieved himself before. It was natural after all. Puberty wasn't anything to snuff at.
This was different then those times, though. He had the same feeling of wrongness he did just a moment ago with Hisoka. He couldn't be completely sure why. Maybe it was the fact that he was in the fetal position, because he couldn't find the strength to support himself, and yet he was doing this on the floor. Or maybe, because he was still shaking. It could also have been, because in his heart he knew he wished he hadn't stopped Hisoka.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy Name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done,
On earth as it is in heaven.
Gon closed his eyes tight and grit his teeth. He began to pray.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
As we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us from evil.
"Killua!" Where are you?
For thine is the kingdom,
and the power,
and the glory,
for ever and ever.
Hisoka moved away from Gon's door. Satisfied enough with what he brought the boy to do to himself. It was still to early to take the fruit. He had a week. And then the other player in game would join. Then everything would truly start.
Amen.
Everyone die of shock. It's an update.
1.Here when Hisoka is talking he makes a dirty joke at Gon's expense. When Gon said "Other than Gon" Hisoka took it as "What else would you like to go along with that." He makes Gon-kun look like a Big Mac deal. XD
2. For The Killua/Gon scene I listened to Candlebox's 'Cover Me' like a maniac. It just set the mood for me.
3. This is out of order, but, I lied. The Mito flash back sequence has a point. I wonder if anyone has figured it out yet? It's not like I haven't made it obvious :)
4. I have never done a smut scene before. Does it show? Needless to say it becomes a bit rushed and probably really, uber choppy. Sadly, no matter how I try to write it, it ends up that way. So I said 'fuck it' and now here it is. It's not Hisoka/Gon exactly, but it had Killua/Gon and Hisoka molesting Gon and Gon molesting himself while crying... That makes up for it, right? Maybe I should just forget about all the steamy man on man action. It's not my forte. I need to find some nice person to write them for me. :) Feel free to apply.
5. As for the whole Hisoka-Vampire thing. I just couldn't resist the humor, it's HxH after all.
6. I'm atheist. This was the hardest chapter to write it involved me swallowing my pride for the good of the story and doing a week search on the perfect prayer. However I only got this. XP
7. Killua comes in the next chapter and Hisoka might actually get some :D
8. I'm going to Hell.
And finally I'd like to think EVERYONE who reviewed. I love you from the bottom of my heart. I was seriously planning on scrapping the whole thing from the lack of reviews until I got a particular review (from the lack there of) that just made me feel like utter shit for even thinking about it.
From the bottom of my heart, I adore you, and thank you Hirosai Kagami!
And everyone else who reviewed, I also acknowledge you from the bottom of my heart. You're seriously the only reason I'm still writing this, despite the unpredictable updates.
The Lord's Prayer
Our Father, who art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy Name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done,
On earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
As we forgive those who trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom,
and the power,
and the glory,
for ever and ever.
Amen.
Book of Common Prayer
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