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Chapter 8: Seating ArrangementsXChocolateXSharing Is Caring
The bus was packed this morning, it seemed like the students who usually got their own ride to school couldn't have it done this morning, leaving only one seat left right next to the bus monitor.
Gon and Killua both stood in the aisle next to the seat, glaring at each other and waiting for the other to take the seat before the bus would drive off.
"Killua, take the seat," Gon commanded again, his arms crossed in front of his chest and his gaze steeled.
Killua shook his head and shoved his index finger towards the seat while glaring at Gon, giving his silent command for the spiky-haired teen to take the seat instead for the third time.
"No Killua! I took the window seat yesterday, so it's your turn today anyways. The last seat is a window seat, so it's yours this time!"
Gon fumed a little when Killua turned his head and stuck his nose in the air as if the very thought of sitting there was beneath him. He cocked his head to the side when Killua suddenly lit up with a cat-like grin, pointing towards the seat less violently this time.
"You have an idea?" Gon questioned skeptically.
He reluctantly went towards the seat when the pale-skinned teen nodded. Killua was definitely no stranger to tricking the other teen so he could get what he wanted. Though Gon trusted him none the less.
Gon sat down and began taking off his backpack when he felt his legs suddenly being pushed apart. He looked down curiously and saw Killua settling in on the floor in front of him, sitting cross-legged with his backpack in his lap.
Killua threw his hand up in the air, clamping it open and shut. When the other got the clue, he handed the other backpack over. Killua put it against the wall of the bus with his other backpack to lean against them.
With his side resting on the backpacks so they wouldn't jostle around the bus, Killua laid his head back into his friend's lap and closed his eyes to succumb to sleep.
Age 10
Gon lead Killua up the stairs and to their now shared room,
Gon turned around once he and Killua entered the room and threw his arms out wide for emphasis. "Everything in this room is ours, meaning yours too now!" He went to crawl under the bed to reach for something.
Killua walked in further, slowly, afraid of touching something he isn't supposed to. Spiky hair bounced as Gon poked his head back out from under the bed, holding a small box.
He then held the box up from the other side of the room, an idea popping into his head, and produced a grin that older folks would see as wrong on such a young child.
"Kiii-lluuu-aaa...I got chocolate in this box," the spiky-haired child called softly so as to not let Mito hear him. "Want it?"
Killua's head perked up quickly, and he stared at the box, his eyes glinting with desire. He began to bite on his bottom lip, looking to be in thought between tackling Gon for the box or staying rooted in place, shifting from one leg to the other.
Gon began to shake the box left and right like a see-saw to appease his new friend even more, only serving to make Killua bite his bottom lip even harder and his eyes clenching closed.
Gon frowned at not getting the reaction he wanted, expecting Killua to come rushing over and open up some at the mention of something he liked.
"Do you not want-"
He was cut off mid-sentence by the other tackling him to the ground, landing on his back with a hard thud.
"Killua! I didn't mean attack me!" Gon hollered at the boy tearing the box out of his hands. When the box was securely in the silver-haired boy's hands, he tore it open and dumped the contents of it into his mouth. He looked up at the boy who sat atop him. "You can have all of em, by the way."
Killua had a look of ecstasy on his face for a while before he looked down at the boy under him. Looking through the box, he pulled out two chocolate balls and handed them to the other.
"You don't have to. Really, you can have all of them." Killua only shoved the chocolate forward again, hitting the other boy's chest this time with a stern look. "So you want them, but you want me to have them more?" Gon questioned, grinning because he already knew the answer.
"Not mine..ours," Killua answered, looking to the side in embarrassment at saying such a thing.
The other boy positively beamed with the excitement of getting this boy to speak twice in less than an hour. Even to say something pretty meaningful as well.
"Gon! Killua! Go wash up before dinner is ready," Mito called from downstairs.
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