Gon didn't know what to expect, when he finally convinced his aunt to enroll him into a public school, but he certainly didn't expect his schoolmates to be this judgemental. Sure, he knew nearly nothing about kids his age, he was homeschooled until now after all - this is why he wanted to attend a public school in the first place. He loved being at home with Mito-san, but he also wanted to be around other kids, make friends and experiencing new things.

He couldn't think of a reason for this cold welcome, and probably there wasn't any; people always like to gossip and start rumours no matter how old they are. With that in mind, Gon tried not to get too discouraged, besides he found out soon, that not everyone in his school was so mean. Kurapika has helped him right on his first day and several times after that, the teachers weren't so bad either, so maybe this wasn't a lost case - or so he thought. Staying positive only seemed to make things worse though, his schoolmates started giving him names, like "the hyper kid from the boonies" (and this was the kindest thing he heard them saying).

But Gon wasn't the only one his fellow students were talking about. The first time he saw the other "victim" was in a morning right before class had started. Gon had Chemistry and he waited with the rest of the class in the hall for the teacher to let them in.

"Look at that!" He heard a classmate of his grumble, and while it wasn't adressed to him, he looked up anyway to see the source of other's annoyance. All he saw was another boy, probably the same age as them, though he had fluffy looking white hair. The boy walked leisurely past them, even though it was past 8 already, but it didn't seem to bother him, nor his classmates judging looks as he readjusted his yellow skateborad in his hold.

"Stupid show-off!" The boy standing nearest to Gon scoffed, when the white-haired kid was far enough.

"If we'd be this late, we'd get into trouble, that's for sure!" Another one grumbled.

"Yeah, and if we'd bring a skateboard to school, the teachers would confiscate it!"

"He came to school on that thing, I saw him..." The first of them said and they looked at each other with disgust, as if coming to school on skateboard would be an unforgivable crime.

"Rich kids like Zoldyck never get into trouble, no matter what they do," the group nodded in agreement.

After that, Gon overheard several similar conversations whenever the white-haired teen showed up. Gon observed him every time. He didn't seem to be oblivious to the mean comments, he just ignored them, what only annoyed their schoolmates and fueled them to say even meaner things about him. Gon couldn't understand them, especially now, that he had talked to Killua. Gon was sure he wasn't like everyone had described him, they talked bad about him because they were envious.


Relief washed over the black haired boy when the bell rang. He always hated Maths, all the numbers and formulas made his brain want to explode. He had double period of it, which made everything worse. His only consolation was, that he didn't have to wander around in this maze of a building searching for his next classroom. Though he now had someone to ask for directions, he just had to make it look like he went to the wrong classroom accidentally - he didn't want his butt get kicked by Killua after all.

"What is Zoldyck doing here?" Someone asked from behind him, and he immediatelly looked up searching for the boy in question. He spotted his schoolmate standing in the doorway seemingly searching for someone.

"Killua!" He exclaimed. Seeing the white-haired boy made him happy for some reason, he practically skipped to Killua followed by the surprised and confused looks of his classmates.

"Yo!" Killua greeted him casually, though he seemed to be surprised by Gon's enthusiasm as well.

"What are you doing here?" Gon asked tilting his head to the side. He was happy to see the Zoldyck boy, but he was just as confused as anyone else in the room.

"I uh... uhm well..." Killua seemingly struggled to find an answer to the other's question, his hand subconsciously ruffling his white hair. "I have Physics next door so I uh..."

"How nice," a sing-song voice interrupted him and both boys flinched. A tall man with narrow eyes and red hair stood behind them, the way he smirked at them made both kids brake out in cold sweat. "The two of you seem to get along well, that's cute!" The man snickered. "As much as I enjoy listening to your conversation, I have to go to the staff room, but you are in the way."

"Sorry!" They mumbled in unison and almost jumped to the side to give their teacher space. He gave them one last smirk before exiting the room.

Both of them let out a relieved sigh when their teacher was out of sight. Gon totally forgot about him when he saw Killua. Having such a creepy teacher made him hate the subject even more.

"Freaking Pedoclown!" Killua hissed. "How can a pervert like him be a teacher?!" He grumbled completelly snapped out of his previous startled state.

"Pervert?" Gon repeated. Sure, this man named Hisoka didn't seem to be too pleasant person, but he probably wasn't that bad.

"Of course!" Killua huffed like Gon just questioned an undeniable fact. Maybe he did. "Only perverts get excited because of Maths." He shuddered at the very thought, but Gon just looked at him with growing confusion.

"What do you mean by excited?"

"...Huh?!" Killua gave him a dumbfounded look as if it wasn't him who just said something weird. "You can't be this dense, can you?" He huffed in annoyance but held up his hand to stop Gon's retort. "I'm not going to explain this, you'll see it soon for yourself," he shrugged. "Oh, and let me give you an advice! Never - I repeat - never let him walk behind you!"

"Why?" Now it was Gon's turn to look dumbfounded at the other.

"Just don't."

"Okay...?" Gon frowned at the lack of explanation. After hearing all these things, he wasn't sure if he wanted to attend Maths class for the rest of his school life.

"Good boy!" He was snapped out of his thoughts when he felt Killua pat his head like he was some dog.

He puffed up his cheeks in annoyance to which Killua only responded with a cheeky grin. Gon felt a strange tingle on the back of his head. He turned around to see some of his classmates quickly avert their gazes and turn away. They were probably talking behind their backs again and it made Gon angry. But before he could do anything, Killua placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Relax!" The white-haired boy said in a soothing tone. "Let them talk, it's not like you can do anything about it."

"But they're saying mean things without knowing you!" Gon even stomped with a foot to emphasize his point.

"Well..." Killua scratched the back of his head obviously surprised that Gon is only concerned about the terrible behaviours towards him. "It's fine, I'm used to it already. Besides they're all idiots and not worth the time."

"You're right!" Gon nodded what made Killua raise an eyebrow. "You're much cooler than them, Killua!"

The reaction was immediate: Killua's face burst into metaphorical flames, even his ears were beet red.

"Wh... what... WHAT ARE YOU SAYING, YOU IDIOT?!" He screeched after finding his voice. "You're embarrassing me!" He huffed while turning away to regain some composure. Gon just watched him at it not minding the insult at all, because Killua looked quite endearing like this.

"Eeeeh, but I mean it!" He whined, hoping he could get more of this reaction.

Before Killua could react the bell rang, signaling the end of the break. They looked at each other, disappointment clearly written over their faces. Killua turned around to head back to his classroom, but stopped midway.

"Hey Gon!" He called out for the black haired boy, "What's your next class?"

Gon quickly fished his schedule out of his pocket. "History," came the answer.

"Oh, I'll have Literature," Killua said humming before adding: "It's in the same direction..."

"Then why don't we go together?" Gon asked the question his white-haired schoolmate was too shy to word.

"Sounds good," Killua smiled and Gon couldn't help but stare, because that was the first time he saw the other smile for real. He really liked it.

"Okay!" He felt like he could burst from excitement. "See you soon! Wait for me, if you get out sooner!"

"Sure," Killua nodded and went into his classroom, Gon following suit.

The black haired boy still didn't know what to expect from his school life, especially now that he learned weird things about his teacher and people were still gossipping behind his back, but things got better. As long as Killua was waiting for him to walk together to their next classes he could take on anything - may it be his mean classmates or a creepy teacher.


A/N: Surprise, I actually wrote a second chapter to this! I originally planned this to be a one shot, but as I preciously said, a few people have asked for a sequel, so here it is!
My muse wasn't s helpful this time, so I don't know if it's any good. (I'm sorry if I disappointed anyone who was waiting for a sequel, orz)
I still have a few ideas, so hopefully there will be a few more chapters in the near future!
I'm saying this now: I'm bad with long-term things, so please don't expect too frequent updates! (I try my best to change that, but be warned!)

Anyway, I hope the chapter wasn't too much of a disappointment! Thank you for reading!