"Is that Knuckle?"

"Yeah…"

When they stepped before him side by side, they were ready, so very ready, until an intimidating aura began to radiate forth.

However, the instant he opened his mouth, Killua knew without a shred of a doubt…Knuckle was a complete idiot!

He's strong, but what the hell!?

Gon was looking intently forward, knowing he had to keep his head in the game. By attitude alone, it was clear that Knuckle wasn't very satisfied with his first impression of them. Killua had already made an internal vow that he would protect Gon. He'd made it the moment he first saw Knuckle on the street. The man was loud, rowdy, and ready to fight at a moment's notice. He'd hoped that Gon wouldn't ever grow to Knuckle's level of obnoxiousness, despite their significant similarities.

Knuckle had his arms at his sides, grinning confidently, "PUNCH ME THEN!"

Protecting Gon had been a single, passing thought out of the many that kept running through his head. I mean…it's not like Gon would particularly need my help like a damsel in distress, but like, just to…

"Jan…ken…"

Oh dammit I was not paying attention! Oh? I wonder what this Knuckle guy is gonna do to counter that. He sure looks surprised!

Killua let his eyes drift for a moment, just a little moment, down his friends back. He had to fight back a blush. Thank goodness tensions were high between Gon and Knuckle, because neither of them would notice.

G-Gon has…a nice ass…

If he could run as fast as he could, slam his head against a tree, and it wouldn't look weird, he would have done it without hesitation. YOU DID NOT JUST THINK THAT! Don't…look at it…eyes up Killua…eyes up. DAMMIT you're looking at it again! I…I just…he has nice anatomy…yeah…

"Um...", Gon blinked.

Killua snapped out of his thoughts and quirked a brow at Knuckle spread out on the grass.

Gon looked over at Killua for a moment in surprise and Killua looked back.

Both youth's eyes made way back to Knuckle.

"Killua…I think he's out cold…"

"What a damned moron. He asked for you to punch him! What was he expecting? You to not throw a strong punch right away?"

"Even so! He fell so fast that my janken missed him completely! Those are some fast reflexes!"

Killua was snickering, placing a hand over his mouth to try to stop himself, "Hahaha well yeah, he did fall pretty quickly for an idiot who doesn't want to get hurt. Oh well, let's take the token and get out of here."

Gon turned and placed a hand on Killua's shoulder, "I have a different idea..."

OH MY GOD HE'S TOUCHING ME AGAIN!? WHY!?,"I…w-what?"

"We won't take the token", he said, his outstretched hand giving a small squeeze, "Instead we could use this chance to get a lot stronger. Maybe, when he comes to, we can challenge him again. We have the time, don't we?"

Killua began to aggressively poke Gon's forehead, "What the hell!? It was YOU who said, and I QUOTE, 'Maybe we can get the tokens and go back sooner than we thought.' HAH!? What about that logic? We can just take it and go. Easy as that!"

"Yeah, but… I can tell that he's really a good person."

Killua blinked, "What are you on about now?"

Gon had a little smirk, "There was a dog here before. Good hunters attract animals to them. Besides, I think I'm a pretty good judge of character. I knew you were an interesting person after all."

Killua blinked about five times in the next second that passed by. THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN!?, "Gon…wha-…!?"

Gon was already before the unconscious Knuckle, set on helping him up. He had to stop however, when a little puppy ran towards them all, "Aww what a cute dog! So you are Knuckle's little buddy from when we first got here!"

Did I just get blown off for a puppy? Well it is cute but…seriously…what did Gon even mean just now with that comment!? He didn't say 'good' person he said 'interesting person'.

"Hey Killua?"

"Huh?"

"Can you help me carry Knuckle? He's a little heavy and I really wasn't expecting to carry a grown man while exhausted like this. He was pretty strong though."

"Ah, sure…", he walked forwards, "It looks like that dog is set on following us. Is it his or something?" He walked to the side opposite of Gon, tucking himself beneath Knuckle's other arm to assist, "Suddenly I feel even more exhausted than when we first got here. Seriously Gon, only you..." What a pain in the ass. We should be ditching this moron and be on our way. And where's he gonna sleep anyway? Is there another guest room or is he taking our bed!? I am not sleeping next to this guy.

They were quiet as they walked back towards Palm's place.

Tonight has been terrible. I had to stop myself from thinking bad thoughts, kill my excitement when I could have just taken care of it in the shower if we didn't have to go out, get my ass kicked by a guy who's not even fighting us seriously, and then take that very guy back to the place we're staying instead of just completing half of our mission. This makes no damn sense, and on top of it all, Gon is being even more questionable than usual. I mean, what the hell? Should I ask him what he meant? Oh man on top of that when he was using his technique and I just idly stood by, I was staring at his ass. That just makes me think of…oh no! No brain no…you cannot do this to me right now…I cannot get excited again. But…but Gon called me interesting…was he flirting with me? I have to be imaging it. Maybe I took it out of context. "Hey Gon…"

"Hmm? What is it Killua?"

It was like he was on autopilot while stuck in his thoughts, "What about me is so interesting anyway?" Wait…what did I just…?

Gon turned slightly, trying to balance Knuckle and give a side glance at his best friend, "Everything about you is interesting!"

Oh good…maybe I was taking it out of context, "You said Knuckle seemed like a good person. But you…didn't say that I was a good person…"

"Oh, but you are a good person too! I mean, you're interesting to where I always want to keep you close to me."

Holy hell! Am I hearing things? He was starting to blush.

"Killua, there's a lot I don't think I could have had the courage to do without you there. You give me the strength to do a lot of things. Back when I first woke up outside of NGL, I did think to myself…gosh I did something crazy and Killua had to pull me out again. I keep doing things like that. You're always watching out for me and there when I need someone the most but it's different now. I can do something and I will get the strength to back up my words and actions. I mean, you give me strength on the inside but I need the physical strength to match. I'm glad that we've been given this chance and that we're training under Bisky. As much as I want to go back, I want to go back and be prepared this time. Before, I wasn't really prepared."

"Gon…I like…"

"Hm?"

Killua looked away, "Well, you put that in a nice way I guess." He had to keep himself composed. After hearing Gon say something so heartfelt, he almost let his inner wall down and his true feelings out. He couldn't afford to do such a thing. Not only was it embarrassing, but what if he was looking too deeply into things? Of course, Gon wasn't flirting, but he had a way with words that was just…

"Oh…I hope Palm has another guest room, otherwise we'd have to put him in our bed!"

"You're right…ugh…but he smells like dog food. Gon, I don't want our bed to smell like dog food!"

The puppy walking alongside them started barking.

When they made it back to the place, Bisky was waiting at the door, and her signature grin quickly transformed into a look of worried surprise,"Huh… Palm is asleep, but we should definitely hide him in another room before she notices anything. I don't think she'll be a fan of what you boys did."

Gon nodded, "Yeah!"

Biscuit blinked, "Follow me and after that, I'm letting you guys off the hook for tonight. You can shower and do whatever. I'd suggest you get some sleep."

They nodded to their sensei, simultaneously shouting, "OSU!"

She laughed and held the door wider open for them, "But he's your responsibility. You guys need to keep an eye on him." She stuck her tongue out briefly.

When they set Knuckle down on his designated bed, the puppy that had been trailing them jumped up to curl alongside the unconscious hunter. Gon was looking down, a sweet smile plastered across his face, at the scene of the sleeping man and his affectionate canine companion. The smile was a little contagious, as Killua couldn't help but think that such a tough looking guy with such a little cute dog was sort of an adorable sight.

When they left the room, it was to Bisky coming out of nowhere, looping her arm through Killua's and dragging him away, "I'd like a word with you both separately! And you are first Killua!"

Struggling, the Zoldyck stammered, "B-but you said we were off the hook and could call it a night!"

Having taken him to her quarters and shut the door, she looked back to him with folded arms after letting him go, deciding to get right to the point, "Call me crazy but I seriously doubt it was your idea to bring Knuckle here. Am I correct?"

Killua was letting his worry show that he might have been found out, "Y-yeah."

"Why do you look so nervous? I'm not mad about it or anything. I actually think it's a great idea. We can use him to advance your training! I want to let you know my intentions, because I'm sure Gon just roped you into it."

"Y-yeah…"

"You wanted to just search the guy, take the tokens, and leave yes?"

"I know Gon's reasoning but…"

"I want you to relax for a bit. Gon's thinking is not wrong, but neither is yours. Neither of you are capable of holding your Ren for three hours yet, so I wanted to tell you to not rush things. It's only been nine days, as of tomorrow you'll still have twenty more to utilize", she narrowed her eyes, "I don't want you sneaking into that room in the middle of the night and taking the token off of Knuckle."

"I won't, geeze!"

"Good!" she smiled, "This time around, I want you to trust Gon on this. I'm glad to see he's finally thinking ahead. He's really grown since the last time I saw you both." She gave a devilish grin, "And so have you…!"

Killua gulped, unsure of what to expect.

Biscuit could only think to herself. Hmm should I tell him about when I walked by the restroom yesterday? YOSH! I'll drop a hint. "You should totally keep your voice down next time if you don't want people to know what you're up to in your spare time."

The blush that spread across his face rivaled a tomato, "You didn't…"

"I'm not an eavesdropper, but next time you feel the need to spank it, at least be a little more discreet."

Oh my god she knows…

She laughed, "You're a teenager now, so it comes with growing up." She gave a double thumbs up with a wide grin, "By this age, most boys are fapping champions!"

He didn't have words, he just turned to leave with a face consuming blush.

She was laughing, "Be sure to tell Gon that I'd like a word with him too!"

When he walked out, he wasn't sure of how to face Gon exactly. Bisky knew…but how much did she know? He didn't really want to find out. The previous day, he'd needed another release and thank goodness he wasn't calling Gon's name. No, instead he'd been moaning softly and letting his imagination run wild. So maybe Bisky didn't know that it was all because of his sexual attraction to his best friend. She could just assume that it was the raging hormones that came with aging. Without thinking too much about it, he'd walked back to their room and noticed Gon wasn't there. That was okay, he needed a minute to himself anyway. He looked at the bed and noticed Gon's tank top was on it. Most likely, Gon had gone to take a shower.

Gon's in the shower… He shuddered and cursed at himself. Just thinking of that was turning him on. He hugged himself while blushing like crazy. He decided he needed his fix again. He reached and took a hold of the sweaty tank top, bringing it up to his face and closing his eyes. Exhaustion seemed to vanish in that moment and he knew that blood was rushing to the right place yet again. There was no killing it this time, he'd have to do something about it. It smells so good…it smells like him…can I…before he comes in here? Can I finish?

He already had his flesh in his hand and was stroking, keeping the tank top against his face with the other hand.

I can't believe I'm doing this again. And of all the things he was thinking about…Gon's spread out legs and ass slightly poking out while he was in position to fire his janken attack forwards at a clearly stunned Knuckle. Those green shorts that had his attention for more than mere seconds and what was underneath it. And to top it off, he had the full impact of Gon's scent against him from the white tank top he'd basically stolen for this purpose.

He bit his lip, keeping his eyes shut, gripping and going faster.

Gon!

His blush never left and thankfully it seemed like he had all the time in the world. Gon was certainly taking his time in the shower. He parted his lips to let out the smallest whimper of his best friends name. Now he had to think about the fact that he had to mind his volume, or else someone might notice. That was okay, as long as he could keep going till he finished.

"Aah…"

He bit his lip again. Nope, he couldn't afford the luxury of letting out any noises. That's what had gotten Bisky onto his trail in the first place. He couldn't afford to make that mistake again. He leaned forwards a bit, inhaling deeply to get more of that wondrous forest like scent that was the scent of Gon. He didn't know if he was capable of blushing any more than he already was while he got closer to a climax. The way Gon's words and actions were borderline ambiguous just made things all the worse. Worse yet better…worse in the sense that he could take it the wrong way, and wonderful because he could take it the wrong way. Gon was so innocent after all.

He was getting close, biting his lip more to stop any sounds from coming out, despite the fact that he wanted to make so many of them.

He'd gasped when he came into his hand.

And suddenly a terrible thought went through his head… He didn't have any tissues to clean it up!

SHIT!

He looked around, his heart racing. It was all on his hand and he had to dispose of it somehow and fast.

He couldn't use Gon's shirt. "YES!", he was saved by there being some napkins nearby. On top of that, he'd need them not just for his hand, but to make sure to wipe away any residue, which without a doubt there was. Good thing he was pretty good on the speed factor, even with his fly open and shorts lower than they should be.

He'd wiped his hands on the napkin after dropping Gon's tank top, smelling that familiar slightly salty smell. He was shivering from how good it felt, but it wasn't enough to slow him down from operation leave no evidence.

"Oh…"

There wasn't a garbage can. He'd need to carry it out with him to toss it away. Actually, the best option was to flush it down the toilet. It was napkins so it should flush without an issue. He turned and eyed the white tank top he'd tossed in his haste and blushed harder. It's better when I have something of his with me. It makes me come more…

The doorknob was turning and he quickly yanked his shorts and boxers up and stuffed the napkins in his pocket as Gon was walking through the door with a relieved sigh.

"Oh uh…Bisky wanted to talk to you. You should go see her. She's in her room."

"Okay!"

A/N: Oh it is going to get worse. SO MUCH WORSE! MUAHAHA! You will NEVER be able to see HXH episodes 86-88 the same ever again when I'm through with the Knuckle fights! *evil grin*

I need to give a shout out to my awesomesauce beta, who by now is my editor! To be bluntly honest, I wrote this chapter and the next 2 chapters when tipsy, and he has been very forgiving and attentive with me! ~ Thank you soooooooooo much Raffaele! x3

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