My oh my it took me a while. Decided to update my profile some in case anyone is interested about that.
I also wanted to get two fics out for Gon's birthday, so those took up some time. I actually planned on ending it soon, but people seem to be liking this story(much to my surprise) so I'm going to see what I can add in to keep it going some. You know, without throwing in random out of the blue stuff that would water down the story. We shall see where that takes us.
Anyway, here's a short[ish] chapter to let you know I didn't die or anything. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Hunter x Hunter. I would love to though.
Chapter 20: Waking UpXDull PainXSickness
When Gon woke up, he rubbed an eye and tried to sit up straight, finding something holding him down. He waited a moment for his vision to clear before he looked down and saw Killua curled up on his side, lying against the other.
Gon smiled at the sight, and looked around the empty room. The lights were off and they were still in the nurse's office of the high school, but Mr. Paladiknight was missing. He looked over at the nurse's desk, and saw Ms. Pitou writing normally, as if the lights weren't even off.
There was some light seeping in from the window which had its blinds opened, faintly illuminating the room and Ms. Pitou's desk.
The teen yawned, not able to tell what time it was because of the onslaught of clouds blocking the sun and seeming to set the world's light in a monotone.
Ms. Pitou turned at the sound of the yawn, and noticed the boy just waking up. "Ah, good, you're both awake."
"Both?" Gon wondered, looking down at Killua, who still seemed to be asleep. "I think he's still asleep, Ms. Pitou."
"Nyah. He woke up about 25 minutes ago and hasn't moved since. Mr. Paladiknight may not have noticed, but I did." Killua breathed in and sighed at said explanation.
"Why do you have to ruin it? Just leave me alone," the silver-haired teenager demanded, snuggling his head further into Gon's chest.
"Because this is a school nurse's office, not a place for couples to cuddle up and sleep," she explained without looking up from her papers. "I was nice enough to let you both stay instead of sending Mr. Freecss back to class, and even nice enough to turn off the light while you two rested. I could have sent you back when you woke up, too. So if we ever have another situation in the future, I'll remember that doing all that is ruining it."
Gon started petting the top of his friend's head when he heard the other suck in an angry breath, hoping to calm him. "He's just grumpy, Ms. Pitou. Don't mind him. We'll get ready to leave and get out of your way here in a minute."
Killua groaned at hearing this and shifted onto his other side.
"Nyah, no need for that, just stay quiet and out of my way. I don't want him straining himself. If you can manage that I don't care what you do. " She stopped writing and turned to look at the two of them. "Except for..that, obviously."
Killua sat up and squinted at her, finding it hard to glare at her when even the small amount of light from outside was in her direction.
"Calm down, Killua. Just try to go back to sleep." Gon pulled the other back down to him, cradling the silver-haired teen in his arms.
Grumbling, Killua reluctantly obliged and closed his eyes again. When Gon heard the telltale sound of Killua's light snoring he sighed and looked around the room. Lying his head back against the wall, he lost himself to his thoughts to try to pass the time he would have to spend doing nothing here. Even though he would much rather be doing something else, he was willing to stay here if it was for Killua.
He started to absentmindedly pet the other's head while staring up at the ceiling, deep in thought. After awhile he looked over at the nurse and, smiling, he asked, "Ms. Pitou, do you think you could describe 'love' to me?"
"No."
Gon deadpanned, "Thanks."
"No problem." She filed the vanilla folder she had been writing in and opened another, obviously engrossed in her work.
The teen looked at the window, watching the heavy raindrops hit the glass with evident force. A crack of thunder and a flash of lightning simultaneously went off, reminding the boy of himself and his friend for some odd reason.
He figured Killua must be the lightning. The silver-haired teen was very smart and therefore bright, fast like a flash and hair as silverish-white as the color of lightning itself.
So then he must be the thunder. Loud as the booming sound, strong like the thunder that shakes the very ground, impossible to go unnoticed and refusing to be without its lightning.
Gon looked down to the sleeping form lying on his stomach. The lightning to his thunder.
When another crack of thunder and flash of lightning went off, he blinked at the blue eyes glaring up at him. He hadn't even realized he had zoned off again.
"You're doing it again," Killua said, annoyance painting his tone. "Just like this morning on the bus." Gon averted his eyes to the side, embarrassed at the image of himself staring at Killua blankly he was imagining, but Killua cupped his cheek to bring his attention back. "Why? Is there something you want to tell me?"
Gon bit his bottom lip and grabbed the hand on his face. Pulling it away, he looked his friend in the eyes with a reassuring smile.. "I was just thinking about things, don't worry."
The silver-haired teen nodded and looked around the room. Now that he was able to see without feeling like his eyes would pop at any moment, he wanted to survey his surroundings. Upon noticing it was still raining, he looked up at the clock. It read 2:55, meaning he had slept for an hour and twenty minutes. School would let out in five minutes, but the buses would leave in twenty.
"We have to get ready to go soon, Gon. The buses are going to leave in twenty minutes." Killua tried to sit up, grabbing his head as it disagreed with his actions.
"We have time, Killua. Don't strain yourself," Gon warned the other, stretching his legs which had fallen asleep long ago. "It feels like there is glass in my skin..."
The now standing pale-skinned teenager was stumbling a bit as he took a few steps forward. Spotting his turtle and V-neck shirts on a chair next to his bed, he grabbed hold of them and put them back on.
Gon idly kicked his legs to bring the feeling back in them, trying to get rid of the pins and needles feeling, while watching his friend put on the two shirts. Gaining the feeling back in his legs, he stood up and stretched before heading over to turn the lights on.
Killua squinted some at the sudden burst of light, keeping them only some what open to alleviate the dull pain while his eyes adjusted. "You could have given me a warning first."
"Oh, right. Sorry," Gon apologized, scratching his cheek. "We're going to go ahead and go now, Ms. Pitou. Thank you for all your help and being so nice today!"
"Nyah." The nurse gave an absent wave of her hand to show she heard him before returning to writing in the folders.
They both left the nurse's office with Killua holding his head and stumbling slightly every so often. Gon walked close to him and let his hands hover around the silver-haired teen, just in case he started to fall. When they got to his locker, Killua pressed his back against the wall and slid down to the ground slowly.
"I feel like someone is poking my brain every few seconds," Killua said, fingering the bandages wrapped around his head. "When did those get there?"
Gon opened Killua's locker for him, having seen his combination enough to know it and putting stuff in his backpack for him. Noticing the other feeling the bandages the nurse had to put on when he was brought in, he softly swatted his hand away. "Don't take them off, we don't know if the back of your head is still bleeding or not."
"Tch. I wasn't taking them off." Killua crossed his arms, throwing his gaze to the side in petty anger at his hand being swatted. "Wait, what? My head was bleeding?"
Gon sighed, not too happy about the memory. "Yeah, when the dodge balls hit us I landed on my back. You landed on your head."
"I didn't get hit by a dodge ball..what are you talking about?" Killua looked up at him questioningly.
Gon froze up for a second, then pulled Killua's backpack out of his locker and closed it. "You must have hit your head pretty hard if you don't even remember."
He purposefully tried to avoid telling his friend about his 'condition' where he turns into a fighting machine. He didn't like it when that happened, and he didn't want the other to fret over it either.
"I'm going to go get my stuff out of my locker, I'll try to be quick, okay?" Gon said, resetting the combination on Killua's lock.
The other boy waved his hand dismissively, grabbing his backpack and leaned back against the wall. Closing his eyes, he tried to focus on the peace and quiet, hearing only the faint footsteps of his friend leaving.
Then the last bell of the day rang.
Age 14
"Achoo!"
"Could you at least not look in my direction when you sneeze?" Killua asked the boy in bed.
Gon had gotten sick over the weekend, evidently. From what? The silver-haired teen could not guess. He was currently busy trying to do his homework, sitting on the ground next to the bed.
"Thanks for keeping me company Killua," Gon tried to say through a completely stuffed nose. He sneezed again, this time turning his head to the wall.
Killua looked up at the residue on the wall. "I'm sleeping in the living room."
"But Killua!" Gon protested, reaching for the pale-skinned teen who smacked his hand away roughly.
"Look, I want to keep you company and all but I'm kind of trying to not get sick in the process." He wiped the hand he hit Gon's with on the floor as if there was something disgusting on it.
Gon rolled over the edge of the bed and fell on the floor next to the other, grabbing him by the waist and hugging him. "But Killua they're coming for meee! I need you to stay with me tonight so they won't come!"
That sparked his interest. "Whose coming for you? What are you talking about?" he asked worriedly, looking down at the sick boy in his lap.
"The..the fish..." the spiky-haired teen answered, looking up at his friend, terror written all over his face.
Killua sighed and tried to shove Gon back with a hand to the forehead. "You're getting delirious again."
"I know I'm serious!" Gon said, fighting the hand on his forehead.
"No, delirious. Not serious. Now get off me!" He dropped his homework on the floor and used both hands to start pushing at the boy clamped onto him. "I need to get your medicine so you'll go back to your regular level of stupidity."
Gon got frustrated at being insulted while just trying to sought after safety from the voices of all the fish he had fished out of the lake back at their country home. He finally let go of the other's waist and grabbed his hands, tearing them off his forehead and pulling him down. When they were nearly eye level, he looked up and let out a big sneeze right in the other's surprised face.
Killua froze, repeating in his head 'He's sick and he doesn't know what he's doing' to keep from murdering the sick teen.
"Ehehe..kicked your ass," Gon declared triumphantly, letting out small giggles at his supposed 'win'.
Mito was stirring some rice on the stove when Killua stomped in, carrying Gon over his shoulder. He dropped the sick teen down on the floor in front of the red-head and stormed off yelling, "He's your problem now!"
Mito looked down at Gon, confused about the situation.
"Aunt Mito..the fish are coming again."
She picked him up and helped him into a chair, hearing a loud sneeze from upstairs before a door slammed shut. She heard a sneeze from the boy upstairs before and after he yelled out, "Damn it GON!"
She looked over to the boy idly kicking his legs and swinging from side to side in the chair, whistling a tune as if someone hadn't just cursed him. Sighing, she thought to herself...
"What am I going to do with you two?"
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