Here it is, chapter 17, for all the cute people that is following this story, a thousand hugs and kisses! I'm so happy that this story is getting followers! Is like the love for HisoGon is becoming stronger! Don't forget to leave a comment for me, because that would make me extra happy!

DAY 17-Spooning

When the training was over and he wasn't tired enough to fall sleep immediately, Gon spent most of his time thinking about Hisoka, wondering where he could be, what he was doing and when would he be back. Even though Killua didn't like that his best friend was so lost in the thoughts of the older, if Gon started to talk about him, he would listen and share some attempts of advice with him. When the training finished and Gon didn't had any other thing that could distract him, he started to be even more concerned about that, even though he didn't showed it much, smiling as always as he played around with Killua. That's why both children smiled with relief when the magician came back, with his usual smile, his golden eyes colder than when he left, giving the impression that being away from Gon had turned him back to the way he was before, even if it was just a little… However as soon as the boy jumped to his arms, and searched with innocence for the kiss they had promised, the cold started to melt down. It was just a soft caress, a childish kiss without lust or desire, charged only with longing and affection…

- I missed you! - Said the boy without bothering in hide his concerns- Where have you been? It took you so long to come back…

- I'm sorry, there was some things I had to deal with~ - explained hugging the child with all his might, refusing to letting him go as he looked prey of a heavy weight of troubles that he would never convey as words

- Well, I forgive you this time- conceded the boy, hugging him back. He didn't knew what bothered the man, but he could felt what he had to do- Wanna come to my place? Killua lent me some movies you might like

- Ok~ - He finally soften his grip on the child, contenting with holding the small and warm hand that cared so much about him, between his own

- I'm sorry Killua, it seems like I can't go to the movies today- The boy apologized to his friend

- Don't worry, we can go in another time- The silver haired boy shrugged, resting importance to the worries of the other boy

- Thanks! I'll make up to you, I promise!- Gon smiled happily as he started to walk with Hisoka toward his own house, waving back at Killua

- Yeah sure… you better invite me popcorn and soda next time- He said as he waved, less enthusiastically. Then he turned around and walked back home

Being on that place again felt somehow wrong to the man, who couldn't stop looking around, feeling out of place but too tired to try anything. Gon took out his jacket and looked up at him.

- I'll take care of everything, you can bath if you want. I still have some of your clothes on my room in case you want to change- smiled as he closed the thick curtains, before going to the kitchen

Hisoka followed him with his golden eyes almost closed. The things he had done, the memories of the past that haunted him; everything had come back to him in that short trip, making him like everything he had with the boy before that was just a lie. He felt like he didn't deserve to be there, feeling the way he felt and having that smile just for him, when that wasn't even his true desire. "Even though I just want to break him, didn't I?" asked to himself "Didn't I wanted him to become stronger, just to be able to break him in a more amusing way? Then… why am I here? What am I attempting to achieve?"

Dragging his feet as he walked, Hisoka went to the room of the boy and opened the closet, founding as the boy had say, some of his forgotten clothes, clean and fondled tidy, contrasting with the clothes of the boy, stacked one over the other with no order how so ever and horribly wrinkled. Why the boy cared so much for him? It was because he was stronger? Even though some months ago he didn't even bothered to think about it, blinded by the unexpected love of the child, now that the problems of his past had brought him back to reality, he could notice how unnatural that relationship was.

He closed the door and feel on the bed, crossing his arms over his face and sighing bothered.

- Hisoka? What is taking you so long?- The voice approached slowly from the hall as the boy walked toward the room

He remained silent, not even knowing how to reply to that question, since he hardly understood his own thoughts. He felt confused and angry… and bothered and guilty.

- Hisoka? Are you asleep?- The voice asked from the door, before the sound of his steps revealed that he was getting closer- Are you ok?

Hisoka hugged Gon without warning, making the boy fall on top of him. He could break him, he could hug him, he could destroy him, he could treasure him… Getting more confused with every thought that crossed his mind, he rolled over. Resting on his side, with the back of the child against his torso and his arms wrapped around the small body, Hisoka decided to stop thinking for a while. The child however, without understanding much, closed his eyes and held the hand of his lover, thinking for himself that if the man didn't wanted to see a movie but to rest, he could have told him.

For both of them, being like that, feeling the skin of the other and its heat all over their body, felt warm and relaxing. Their breathing started to synchronize as well as the rhythm of their heartbeat. Gon started to play with the hands of the man, tangling his fingers with the longer ones…

- I love you- He said all of the sudden, making the golden eyes widen

- Why do you tell me that now?~ - He asked, feeling unable to correspond the feelings in that moment

- I don't know… I just felt like it- He answered calmly- I want to be with you like this for as long as I can…

- Why?

- Because it feels just right to do it!

That blunt answer made him laugh at his own stupidity. How could he worry so much about such a meaningless matters. It felt right. Being like that, enjoying the time he spent with the boy, being in love for the first time… everything just felt right. He had no reason to feel guilty, or mad… he had more than he expected, and in a different way, so what? It was good, then why should he be worried about it?

- Why are you laughing?- Asked the boy

- Because I can't believe we just kissed once~ - Joked, leaning until he could kiss the ear of the boy

- Haha, don't do that, it tickles- laughed the boy turning around- Then, let's kiss a lot more~