First of all—thank yooouu for reading this far! Special thanks to those vocal readers who give me the pleasure of feeling their support, and also thanks to those who fave'd, followed, and C2d! xD
Sorry I was late as well! Not only was school killing me, school's killing so many of you as well! xD I guess I wanted to wait a little or something. XD Anyway, I hope this was worth the wait~
NOTE: For those who're wondering about the last scene on chapter 14. Hmn… you could say that rather than Killua explicitly wanting to die—he's just not stopping death if it came to him. There's a difference. Like, say, rather than jumping down to kill himself, he just let go of what was keeping him alive—'letting' himself fall—and to hell with what happens next. The latter has a certain apathy/disconnect I find rather… compelling. xD
Disclaimer: I wish I own Hunter x Hunter.
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CHAPTER 15: Visits x Change x Conviction
WHALE ISLAND
Pariston and Bisuke arrived at the island a day after meeting Kurapika. The mother-son pair traversed the forest towards the famous house between two trees, as the port men instructed them.
And after many hours of walking—really, with their eternally sweat-less and fresh looks one would think they nipped there—they sensed strong aura somewhere even farther from their destination, likely at the mountain's apex.
Familiar with the aura, Bisuke smiled, but it immediately widened as she felt her presence as they walked. She had gotten strong—very strong.
She mused how much sense there was for Gon to develop such affinity to Reinforcement. And somehow the thoughts of her growth somehow pranced to her images of how a toddler Gon and her animal instincts were used here as she explored at such a young age. Oh, how much fun that would've to watch.
Pariston, on the other hand, would internally laugh at the fact that he just imagined a young Ging clumsily rolling off the slopes of his home… and falling to a random cliff.
Eventually, after many images—Bisuke's those of motherly affection over her favourite student and Pariston's that of sadistic enjoyment over the nonexistent suffering of a rival—they finally arrived in the clearing where the house stood.
It was even more interesting than what they heard. They stood there for a while, just absorbing the sight, before they toddled forward to knock on the door.
They were greeted by an old woman, who she already knew via Kurapika, and Bisuke couldn't help but just look back. The old woman looked even older than she was, and the slump of her body oozed of stress, despite masking it well.
Realizing his mother would be staring for a while, Pariston took the honors of explaining why they were there. "Hello mada. I am Pariston and this is Bisuke." He smiled that trademark sparkling smile of his. "We're old acquaintances of Gon and Ging."
The old woman's face brightened at that and his old woman flinched (yes, he did occasionally refer to her that way) at the realization she had been gaping.
"O-Oh! Oh I see." Ging's mother said, posture changing to one that had likely been her normal one. "Come in, come in."
They thanked the woman and followed her in through the bar. Gon mentioned her house having a bar before, but Bisuke couldn't help but look around in blunt curiosity the whole time they stayed there.
She wondered how much she could drink…
"Visitors?" A new voice snapped them out of their assessment. They weren't surprised, sensing the person at the room, but one could say they were surprised at her beauty. Bisuke thought Mito wasn't model-beautiful (like her), but something of a different sort… an aesthetic more akin to nature.
Reflexively, she turned her head to the brat beside her and saw his eyes were ever-so-slightly wider than usual.
"Yes, they are old friends of Gon and Ging."
"Oh?" Mito blinked and smiled at them warmly, but both doubted it was nearly as warm or as bright as it used to. "Hello. Welcome to our… humble home.
"Gon isn't here though yet though…" She continued and, with one hand on her stomach and the other showing them the chairs, offered them tea.
"I know." Bisuke only said, referring to Gon not being there. "She's at the apex."
Both Mito and grandma blinked at this, and Bisuke smiled. "Well, Pariston here could drink some tea. I'll go see her now. But before I go…" Then as her voice trailed off she raised her hand and continued. "Cookie-chan~!"
The two women only stared at each other as Bisuke yelled the word in such a high-pitched voice, puzzled, until a light-colored girl suddenly materialized making them flinch.
Really, they really should stop being so surprised.
"Your mother seems especially stressed—" Bisuke said, looking at Mito who then looked understandably guilty knowing it was because of worry of her. "Cookie'll treat her first."
"…treat?"
"Yes." She said and gently took grandma's hand to lead her to the couch. Cookie walked to the behind the backrest and began massaging the formerly-befuddled grandma at the shoulder, and she was befuddled no more. Mito thought her mother looked like she was in heaven.
Bisuke only stared at Mito as she watched her mother relax. She noted that Mito's stomach was still not noticeably bulging but it was there, one could see if one knew her condition. She was even patting her stomach unconsciously now and she knew immediately Mito'd be a doting mother… very much unlike her.
It was a little ironic the father of her child was a man who likely wouldn't want it.
When her mother let out a grin of joy, a small smile crept on the short-haired woman's face, before finally noticing that Bisuke was staring. "…what is it?"
Bisuke didn't say anything for a while and walked closer, ignoring her son's watchful eyes as he stood quietly at a corner.
"No matter what…" Bisuke said softly, and smiled. Her palm gingerly found its way over Mito's hand, the hand that was holding her stomach—as if making sure the bump was there.
"This…"Bisuke said, patting her stomach lightly. "…is a gift."
And Mito didn't need to be treated by Cookie after that.
…
Later that morning, at the mountain's apex, Bisuke arrived as she kept her presence hidden completely. With the strength she sensed from Gon, Bisuke had a hunch she'd be sensed anyway—but she wasn't. Gon was too into her training to notice.
The blonde's cerulean eyes watched the younger girl as she carried her whole weight with a single finger—a finger supported only by the verdant but nearly not dense enough soil. But she was steady, and somehow the soil had yet to allow a puncture into it. Bisuke knew this was because Gon was allowing just enough nen to lift herself up, because the normal force the soil could counter her weight with would've been insufficient.
That alone was incredibly impressive. Bisuke thought she'd probably only had the capacity to do that when she was in her late 40's. Maybe even later. But then Gon abruptly concentrated a little more aura in the point where her finger touched the ground and suddenly her whole body was lifted by half-a-meter.
She was reminded of the emission practice she asked Gon to do back in Greed Island, only this time she succeeded—several hundred times better, too.
"Training, Gon?" She said simultaneous to letting her guard down. Gon flinched at this immediately and lost her balance, rolling on the ground and cutely on all fives afterwards.
Gon only stared at her, wide-eyed, and for a moment there she thought Gon didn't know her. Until, of course, Gon gave her the most characterizing bright grin and ran to her for a familial glomp. "BISUKE!"
"You remember me, I see." She laughed, patting the girl's back.
"Of course I do—OH, right. Sorry."
"So…" She began as they parted slightly. "What are you training for?"
They completely parted then and the suddenly nervous Gon looked at the grass. "It seems like… I have to prepare to protect the people I love."
"I see…" said Bisuke with a knowing stare. Gon only looked back at her after her next question. "So you remember Killua, now?"
Gon opened her mouth to speak, but when no words came she only shook her head. "I don't even know him, Bisuke." She whispered, and it sounded a bit guilty. "I don't know why I'm risking everyone's lives for him." She added briskly. "I don't even know if he'll accept me—he made me promise to leave this alone, you know."
"Yet you still do it."
She gave her an awkward smile, unsure of how to rationalize her actions. Bisuke gave her a knowing smile and took a step forward to wrap her arms around Gon again. This time though, it was a reassuring embrace that served its purpose.
"It is when we face our deepest fears that our courage truly shines." Bisuke said softly, in one of those motherly ways of speaking she so rarely showed. "This time… we can call that courage 'trust'." She said. "And in retrospect it always have been that with the two of you.
"So cheer up, ne?" Bisuke patted her head, then, before withdrawing her hand to distance themselves a little. Gon watched her idly as she took her steps away from her.
"Now…," Standing confidently, Bisuke cracked her knuckles and gave her that too-familiar grin. "Let's see what you've got."
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Meanwhile, far below the apex, inside the house, the three adults were having tea. "I can tell you those two will be there until everyone in the island is well into their slumber." Pariston said nonchalantly as he sipped his tea, the two women smiled.
It was after that when Pariston explained further their purpose for being there (Bisuke was too excited to see her old student to think of decent wordings). He watched as the expression's on the women's faces darkened a little. Mito was crying inside, but she let out a strong façade.
"I see…" Grandma said musingly, knowing full well Mito'd take a while to collect her thoughts. "We will send a letter to Kurapika to thank him."
Mito shook her head, obviously trying to push thought to certain directions and escape the rest. "It's unfair how grown-ups interfere with the kids' love lives like this." Her voice trailed towards the final part, and she knew she was failing not to think of 'him'. "Those two were good kids—they deserve happiness.
"I can't believe Illu—Killua's own family—"
Grandma stopped her before she could say something she'd regret by holding on to her clenched hand on the table. "If true love was easy, all of us would have it."
Pariston's eyes gravitated to Mito, and somehow an image of an uncaring Ging came to mind. He mused it was probably their predispositions when handling the most difficult situation for them that made him take notice. They were too similar.
Mito caught his gaze and raised an eyebrow.
"What is it?"
"Hard to believe you're really related to that guy." He said as if he just confirmed the fact. Mito blinked at this, but easily surmised what he meant.
"Me too." Mito smiled awkwardly before shakily standing up to distract herself with making a new pot of tea, and the aroma that came with it. Pariston and grandma's eyes met, and they had a quiet decision to leave her alone for a while.
In the kitchen, Mito passively watched as the smoke from the kettle rose, creating curves so beautiful simply by moving in their natural course. Why couldn't life be like that? Why can't it just flow beautifully without much effort? The sad part was, even when one did work hard—chances were, it still wouldn't go the way one wanted it to.
There was a knock on the door—the door to the private area, already beyond the bar. And it was almost…soundless, too. She wouldn't have heard it if she wasn't already by the door. Mito tilted her head in a mix of puzzlement and guardedness. She tilted her head to the dining area, pondering whether to call on them or not.
But for some reason she didn't call for them—what if it was Illumi?—and she watched as he shaky hands went to the door knob so passively it was like watching herself move from behind the scenes.
"Yes…?" She asked (squeaked, actually), looking straight eye level, but then she saw no one. It took her a moment to realize the person she was talking to was barely half her height.
Pariston heard her voice then, and was already in front of her before she realized it.
"Hello." It was an old man with bald head and traditional clothing and wooden slippers. He was looking at her stomach and she immediately felt a chill. It was only Pariston's silent, but protective, hold on her shoulders that kept her legs from giving out completely.
What made everything more puzzling to the half-dazed Mito was that if the old man sensed her fear, he did not show it.
"What is it?" Pariston asked coolly. Mito realized he probably asked her mother to stay in the dining room, which made her worry a bit. But then the old man smiled—in a way old people did, and his lack-of-teeth added to that image.
"May I come in for tea?"
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NOSTRADE MANSION
That same moment, Kurapika had just stepped out of the limousine, half-mindedly arranging his suit and did not bother putting his tie. "Welcome back, Kurapika-sama." The two remaining and startled butlers (as he didn't announce his return) greeted him as he entered and he gave them a curt nod.
As he walked to the lobby, he could hear the banter of the so called Noisy Pair (courtesy of, surprisingly, Senritsu… particularly due to her sensitive hearing) even from the concourse a few dozen meters away.
"You don't do that, Neon." He heard Leorio's irritated nag had a higher pitch than usual.
"Hai, hai Leorio-sensei."
"Don't use that sarcastic tone on me, young lady!"
"You're two years older!"
"A lot happens in two years!"
"Not to you—you mature like an old dog!"
Kurapika heard a growl. "Teme—"
By that time he was already by the door, so he decided to interfere with the argument this time. "Well, I'm glad to be back, too." He said, allowing the door jamb to support his weight and he crossed his arms in amusement.
The two's eyes brightened while Senritsu, who obviously heard him arrive even before he entered the door, smiled softly. "KURAPIKA!" The two yelled and ran to him, he almost saw kids who saw their mother and wanted to rat out the other.
"Now, now." Senritsu said, as if hearing his thoughts. "Let him have his rest."
Her soft voice evidently calmed the other two down. Their shoulders slumped but their glares towards each other didn't quite diminish. As they walked away, Senritsu walked towards him, chuckling to herself.
Kurapika gave her a smile. "Thanks."
…
Later that day, Senritsu visited him at his office, and he—sitting idly at the Sheraton couch—knew immediately he'd be revealing a lot of things to her. He never tried to lie to her anymore, and not just because she'd know if he did. Really, after spending years of his youth vent on revenge, he never would've thought he'd gain so many true friends he could confide his darkest secrets to.
"So…" She began, with her usual gentle way, apparently knowing where this was going. "Are you ready to talk now? Or do you wish to get more rest?"
"I'm fine, thanks." And he was. Everyone recovered quickly when they have a goal to keep them going. "Right now I'm planning on how to get Gon and Killua back together."
"Oh?"
"Don't sound so disbelieving."
She chuckled. "I'm not." And then paused to give him a faux-pointed look. "I'm actually very proud of you."
Kurapika gave her a weak smile, and nodded.
"Did you tell her, though? About—"
"I didn't." He said, and at the moment he couldn't look at her. "But I did do something that implies it."
Senritsu froze a little, but she recovered quickly enough so the then-occupied Kurapika never noticed. "How… did she react?"
"We were awkward the day after." He paused abruptly. "We had such fun before; it was painful to turn out that way." He said with a shrug that did nothing to hide how heavy he was feeling. But in an attempt to lessen his small friend's worries, he added an afterthought. "We talked before I went. With several sentences."
Senritsu gave him a light-hearted mordant laugh then, but smiled re-assuredly in the end. "And you were quick to answer Leorio's call, which you could've delayed if you wished, because you're such a dutiful servant to this family?"
"You mock me."
Senritsu chuckled and sat beside him in the couch, gently but firmly holding his hand. "You can talk about it, if you want."
Kurapika only stared for a while, knowing full well he'd do just that in a few moments. Still, there was a lot he needed to do to compose himself—to create and utter words that wouldn't make him shake so much.
"He was still in her heart when she had no memories of him." He said some moments later. "It was a bond I had no business interfering.
"I knew their connection was strong—but it's weird how much of a shock it was, now that I thought about it."
His reaction was pretty stoic at first, but as time passed he realized that it did come as a shock. It was the sort of sensation that happened to a person when an integral part of your life died; The reaction always came later.
"You held on to her for as long as you could." She said, only tightening her hold of his hand. "Why do you fear so much in going past it?"
Kurapika didn't notice he let out a sardonic laugh—one oozing with self-pity. "After all the bad things that happened in my life… she somehow got in and became the silver lining." He paused, looking at the wallpapered surface in front of him. "I don't know when it started exactly—but she became the personification of all good things that happened since we met."
Senritsu remained quiet and gave him a passive nod. She had already known this, he knew, without him telling her—but there was something in her expression that told him hearing it come from his mouth was another issue entirely. When she realized this, she immediately gave him that trademark kind smile of hers and eyes suddenly urging him to continue.
But he didn't and he only stared at her, making her let go of his hand. She looked away for a little while, but she was quick to compose herself. It was a stance she used when she was about to say something a wise old man would say.
"You are afraid that it would all go wrong if you let go." She stated so surely that all he could do was look at her, but otherwise he made no effort to deny the claim. "But I think Gon-chan wouldn't like you depending on her for your happiness."
He nodded in understanding. "Yes." But it was still pretty debasing. All these years…
Senritsu smiled and stood up, patting him on the back. "Thank you for telling me this." She said so softly she was practically whispering. Then her pat became a gentle grip as she turned her head to finally look at him deeply.
"And do remember that we are here for you also wishing you happiness, ne?"
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That night's dinner was rather lively, and Kurapika was thankful it wasn't as awkward as he thought—credits to Leorio and Neon being rather gregarious that evening. Even Light smiled a lot more then, and Kurapika began noticing that Light started seeing his daughter more and more. It was progress.
But then they felt a familiar presence revealing itself in the shadows again and all of them, except for the dazed Light, stood up defensively. Kurapika's defensive stance softened when he saw, so did Senritsu, but Leorio looked wary and scared.
"Hello." Killua said stoically, before turning his head to the doctor. "It's nice to see you so afraid of me, Leorio."
There was something in his tone that felt like lukewarm water to all their frigid hearing. Kurapika face lifted, Senritsu's eyes almost watered, while Leorio's face contorted in shock. "K-Killua?" Leorio yelled, almost shrieking in glee. "You're back!"
"I thought that was pretty obvious a minute ago, old man."
"Oh, you—" Leorio rushed to stand beside him and wrapped a shoulder around his neck and then playfully ruffled his hair.
"C-Cut it out!" Killua yelled, sounding annoyed, but that blush on his face told everyone he was in high spirits. However, Killua shifted to a more serious expression and they thought they might've spoken too soon.
Leorio stopped what he was doing and stood firmly beside him and Killua heaved a sigh. "I came here to warn you." He said, eyes shifting from Kurapika to Leorio. "You need to prepare how to defend yourselves against—"
"Your family?" Kurapika finished for him and Killua nodded grimly, trying to make out what Kurapika's blank expression meant. However, Kurapika's face got softer and Killua felt relieved. "Let's talk in the office, Killua. Just the two of us." He said, and he looked at the others silently asking if it was ok. The other three nodded, and did not attempt to interfere.
The two young men stood there by the office's circular table, but it didn't occur to them to actually sit down. "I have been planning on how to deal with them myself, you know."
Killua's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?"
Kurapika nodded but when silence came the Kuruta's expression became darker in remorse. Killua only stared, waiting. "Killua. I'd like to apologize for my actions when you last came here. I didn't know." He'd also like to apologize for something else entirely… but he didn't. If it was because he did not regret any of it, or he was simply wary of receiving the silver-head's wrath, he didn't think about it further.
"Don't apologize." Killua shrugged. "As you would've deduced already—at the time I was trying to get myself killed." He didn't say a part of him was trying to do that again, in that tall building in York Shin. "I used you, Kurapika, I used your feelings for Gon to end my suffering."
There was silence that filled the air in that room, it was tense, but when one's stance softened, the other did as well. It was Kurapika who was the first to speak. "Truce, then?"
"Yeah." Killua cleared his throat. "So what have you accomplished so far?" He said, thinking where he should move Gon's family to keep them safe. But to his surprise, Kurapika said something very unexpected.
"Ah, you don't have to worry about Mito-san and Baa-chan." He said so nonchalantly and Killua couldn't help but flinch. "Bisuke and Pariston both agreed to protect them."
If he was a natural statue before, he was abnormally still then. "Pariston?" His voice cracked. "Pariston Hill?"
Kurapika nodded, but at that moment Killua realized that it wasn't the biggest bomb the blonde would make him swallow.
After clearing his throat and calmly sitting down on one of the sofas, Kurapika finally opened his mouth to tell him all that he knew.
.
"Pariston is Bisuke's what?"
Kurapika let some moments pass, to let Killua take it in. Soon, Killua realized he had been making Kurapika hold back so he shook the shock away and looked at the older boy grimly. "W… What else?"
As he requested, Kurapika continued on, but this time he had a more morbid note. "Those two mentioned…" Kurapika paused, as if it would help it become less of a shock, but it was honestly making it worse. "The death of your first Nen master, and that the young student of his was in a coma."
Killua paled, which was saying something considering his already colorless skin. So what Illumi said five years ago was true. He knew it, but hearing it like this…? This was all his fau—
"Don't blame yourself." Kurapika immediately cut off his thoughts. "You've probably done enough of that these past few years." He said with such certainly that Killua's expression lightened without him noticing.
"Other than warning everyone they threatened—what else do you have in mind?"
"You mean aside from taking Gon to a place where they can't find her?"
Kurapika's heart clenched a little at that. "…yes, other than that."
Killua shook his head. "Talking with them is no use." "They'll just find another loophole to torture me in." "If only I could find a loopho—"
"What is it?"
"I-I have an idea." He said, but he kept looking away nervously, and his eyes were not nearly as dilated as it should. Kurapika did not get excited.
"It doesn't seem like it's a new one."
Killua's eyes finally settled on him, and nodded. "I thought about it—very rudimentarily—for a few weeks now, but I was afraid of the consequences." "It was a path that would add another important person in the list of people that could get killed. But right now—" Killua seemed to be talking to himself then, and suddenly their eyes met. "I'm thinking even she'll think this is worth it."
Kurapika didn't ask who this 'she' was, but he knew that if Killua was in doubt using this path, so they still didn't have a fool-proof way on ensuring everyone's safety.
But still, he mused, Killua had to know every card they could possibly have… even if he knew that using Mito's baby ability to fix things was still doubtful—if anything it could do the opposite—but it was worth a shot.
"You'll need your father, at least, to agree then."
Killua looked at him as if he just proposed something stupid. Kurapika leaned down a little as he sat in response, his back making a clean arc. "I've got the information you might need."
.
.
If Pariston and Bisuke being related wasn't surprising enough—
Did his brother plant a needle on Mito and brainwashed her?
But… what was the point of doing so for so long? And he was surprised she was still alive.
Still, his mind couldn't help but feel like a jumbled mess… and it would remain that way for a while.
…because Killua always thought that his brother, at least sexually, was no different than a tree.
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PADIOKA MOUNTAIN
Several Hours Later
It was well into the night in that part of the globe, not too far from the mountain where the Nostrade mansion stood. But this particular landmass was as dark and disturbing as ever.
Silva Zoldyck was sitting on what could be called his throne within the master's hall, his figure illuminated by the azure torches that dramatically lit the room, his wife fanning herself beside him (mumbling something about refurbishing her room) when his second son knocked on the door.
"What is it?
"Killua paid me to deliver this to you. He said he'll be over here in a couple of minutes." Milluki shrugged and held up a small envelope. Sensing his parents' stares, he rolled his eyes. "Of course I checked if it was a bomb. It's really just a plain video tape. Old, too. Like, technology from before he was born-old."
Silva opened one of his eyes then, one eyebrow raised in comprehension, before closing them again as he spoke. "Show it to me."
Milluki took a player from his room and did as he was told. And as they watched, the three of them froze immediately. It was Killua, holding 'its' hands—its deep pit-like eyes staring at the screen, no doubt listening to every single syllable Killua uttered.
"I didn't want to do this…" Killua said, his deep cerulean orbs not leaving the screen. It was as if he was staring all of them down. "But I am left with no choice."
He finally took his eyes off the screen and turned sideways to nanika, who looked back at him with that creepy doll-like smile. "If any one of the Zoldycks brings Gon—or anyone she cared for—any sort of harm… then my parents will die."
"Aye."
"WHAT?" Milluki yelled, abruptly standing up. "I didn't know it could do that!"
Apparently, the thoughts about his parents' deaths came in second.
Silva's mouth on the other hand formed a thin line, while Kikyo fainted out of happiness.
He held the top of his nose as if an imminent headache is coming.
"Call him in."
…
A few minutes later, two silver headed figures once again stared each other down in the torch-lit room. They were silent, the two of them, as Milluki already left (no doubt to find Alluka, whom Killua already hid impeccably), while Kikyo was still unconscious, a bright smile gracing her bandaged face.
It was Silva who broke the silence—his eyes landing on Killua's, cold as ice. "Believing in even the smallest possibility of being together alone is a very powerful thing." He said. "Naïve boy."
"You told me once…" Killua responded. "That I might be your son, but above all I am me."
"When are you going to stop this nonsense?" Silva said, his voice even, but to Killua it was already rising. "You are born a Zoldyck—you are a Zoldyck—you cannot fight that."
"People—you—are going to tell me who I am my whole life." He said with similar calm. "What you don't understand is that when you find something worth fighting for… you never give up." He paused and cleared his throat.
"I am fighting not only for Gon, but also for me," said Killua with such certainty Silva decided not to interrupt. "Because I will not deserve her if I don't."
Gon had always protected him from himself—in his mind, she still did—but it was him who had to make a choice. Now he had. And it was exhilarating.
Silva only stared him down, but Killua was not going to back down. "You have never loved anyone above yourself or your family, father. You won't understand."
Unexpectedly, his father's eyes widened—as if he struck a nerve Killua didn't know existed—and the older Zoldyck had to close his eyes before opening the up again for composure.
"Family comes first." The older Zoldyck replied sternly, and the atmosphere grew even tenser. "That is a fundamental rule in this family."
"What makes you think I see this as my family?"
The spike in intensity of the auras inside that room would easily kill a normal person. "Impertinent fool." Silva said. He didn't even realize he had already stood up. Killua flinched a little, but fighting with his father had always been an option. He steeled himself, ready to defend himself.
That was… until a new aura—one opposite of hostile—appeared out-of-nowhere.
"Saa… calm down boys. You'll die of heart attack before I do!"
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"Great-grandfather Maha!" yelled Killua, surprised, as neither really sensed the old man there at all. However, Silva was barely shaken despite this, and he kept firm.
"I am having a talk with my son, grandfather," said Silva with that baritone voice of his. "If you don't mind—"
"Oh I do, I do mind!" Maha laughed that old person laugh of his. "Because you see, there is something you must know."
And, as abruptly as he appeared, he then told him about a certain Mito Freecs.
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END OF CHAPTER 15
Coming Soon:
CHAPTER 16: Revelations x Conflict x Acceptance
Shifting sides and blurring lines can change more things than one could see.
REPLIES TO ANGELS
LittleChomper – Lololol. Pariston and Mito? You don't need to request that. It's the reason I got him into this. *wiggles eyebrows* Anti-Ging pair moments coming up~ (Well, not that many in this chap tho lol). And thanks for reviewing~!
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Kazumi Rin – Ah, suicide. I didn't explicitly state it cuz' I'm not sure myself. Lol. Killua atm's a pretty hard chara to write. And *cackles* You're liking Milluki?! OMG. Hahah. Mah, I hope you get used to it cuz' he isn't getting fatter. xD Thx for reviewing btw~
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Bluelup28 – Thank you for reviewing~ Glad you liked the chapter! They will meet very soon. Don't expect too much tho. It's probably not going to be as dramatic as you expect. xDD
Dolce-tasie – nyahaha. Killua's finally making the move. Lol. And he will~ Just don't expect too much though lol. And thank you for reviewing~
KG-Ai – Oh yes, yes. I think the guy who did Apple and facebook guy also dropped out. xD They were too good for school. Well, congrats on your success in your academic life! Hope you keep it up. And thank yoouu for reviewing~
Chosanbhir – I think I do know! Did you not tell me back in one of my PoT fics? (I think) Anyway, Glad you're here. And hahaha. Mah, slap him when they're reunited already. It's going to be very soon~ Thx for reviewing btw!
Jonica77 - Haha glad you liked the chapter! And yes~ They'll meet very soon. Don't expect too much tho…! It's not nearly as dramatic as you people think it will be. xD And thank you for reviewing~
Shugokage – Thank yoouu for reviewing! :D And I'm so glad you liked what I did. xD As always, I will try to keep it up and don't be afraid to tell me if I failed~
TECKK – hahaha yay! Glad you liked the chapter! And more importantly I'm glad you like my writing. *sobs* Oh, and about Pariston… mah, you'll see it here. xD And thank you for reviewing!
Sierra .steinbrecher – You love who? Killua or me? Hahaha. Anyway, glad you liked the chapter. Hahah. And thank you for commenting. :D
CursedXQueenXDoll – Lololol yes, yes it will happen! KilluaGon reunion coming up~ But really! Don't expect too much. xD I can feel the expectation oozing out of you lol. Thx for reviewing btw! And happy you liked the chap. xD
Grapes – Aww thank you for reviewing! I'm so happy you found the chapter beautiful. And I'm glad to get to hear from you again! *brofist*
Kaeberlily – huehuehue. Well I'm glad you liked the developments so far! xDD And I agree! And I miss writing Yinyang sooo much. But yeah… you shouldn't expect too much. xD Thank you for commenting btw~
AsukaSaru – (ch13) Lolol. I kinda imagine him seeing it, but I can only make him suffer so much. (People will kill us) lol. Anyway, super glad you still found it beautiful! (ch14) Yeah Milluki is! Well for us anyway. Lololol. Hope he keeps that waistline haha. And finally, thank you for the reviews~ :D
FattyKitty –lololol. The guy changing his surname! Killua Freecs. Yep, sounds good to me! xDD But alas! I'm gonna have to disappoint you on blowing the whole mountain. xD I actually like the place. Lol. Anyway, thank you so much for reviewing~
Bearsofalthain – Oh, hii~ And take your time. xD Everyone's being pretty busy atm, even I'm not as active in the page. xD And lol, glad you liked the chapter! Thank you for commenting~
Guest [Oct 6 2014] aka Ringo – The reunion'll come soon! xD Glad I got you excited, but don't expect too much! xDD And thank you for reviewing! :D
Ozzy the Swordsman – Thank you for reviewing! And yeah, he'll somewhat be less of a douche. I can only hope his tiny karma's satisfying enough. Lol
Queen of the Avant Seas – haha. Yes, Killua fight-ohh! xDD And as for Kurapika, I can guarantee he'll turn and look at other girls. That's all I say. Haha. Thx for the comment btw~
chiharuSACHI – IKR. I made up for all those Killua-less chappy. xD Well, here's what's happening on multiple sides. Hope they were believable. xD And thx for the review! :D
Phoenix-Thunder – I know right. Some of them are complex in a way I was actually really reluctant to even write lol. Anyway, soo glad you liked the chapter! Hopefully the momentum stays with him. Haha. And, of course, thank you for reviewing! :D
xXxRizaHawkeyexXx – haha that last scene was a bit up for interpretation. Rather than try to kill himself, it was more like he wouldn't stop death. xD And thanks for reviewing! Glad you liked the chap~
XKilluaX – Whoa. Glad you thought it was perfect! xD And MyMopets? I remember playing minecraft a long long time ago and they have pets now? Whoa. Haha. Oh and thanks for reviewing! xD
KiMaChi – Lolol. Grabe purong Filipino?! Hahah. Salamat kabayan! Natutuwa ako na natutuwa ka sa istoryang ito at sisikapin kong maipagpatuloy pa toh. xDDD At salamat sa pagre-review! :D P.S. Sana gumaling na si Togashiii. hahaha
Pitou77 – Unthawing lol. Reminds me of frozen! xDD An act of true love can thaw a frozen heart. Huehue. Thx for reviewing btw! And glad you liked the chap!
Mytiaaa – Lol me neither. I had to google actually. Haha. And no worries I understand~ Actually a lot of plot stuff are boring while some filler are fun. That's just how it is. Oh, and thank you for reviewing~! xD
AnimeTurtlez – Hahah. Right?! I'm actually wondering if he even would find out any time soon. I mean, he suffered so much atm I'll probably torture him again after he's recovered LOL. Thx for reviewing btw! Haha
CelestialFireKey – Thank you for reviewing! I'm so happy to know you loved it so much. And awww~ I'm overwhelmed by you being overwhelmed. *brohugs*
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