Japanese words and meaning! ^^

Gomen'nasai = I'm Sorry

Baka = Idiot, Stupid or Fool

Hai = Yes

Ne = Hey

Arigato = Thank You

Unidentified Emotion

Gon watched as the bath tub filled up with hot water. He climbed in with a blank face. Killua brought him happiness the past year, but without him, he was back to being lonely and alone. He still had his clothes one, as the warm water seeped in them. It felt differently with clothes on in the bathtub. The hot water was just at his back and he didn't mind. He lied down on the bathtub's surface and thought about the time when he and Killua accidentally ended up in the same bathroom. Hilarious it turned out.

Flashback

Killua, Mito, and Gon were having dinner. Turkey was served. It was a cold night. Very cold. Gon ate his piece of the turkey and tried to eat it politely, but he couldn't. He just chomped down like a lion. Killua on the other hand had put up his most polite stance of eating he could do. He knew Mito already had Gon, so he needed to be as helpful as he could. She did give him the house after all.

"Ne, Killua, why aren't you eating your food?" asked Gon.

"Gon, this is how you politely eat. You... just devour your food," said Killua keeping up his stance.

Gon chuckled and went back to eating. Killua laughed as he watched Gon. There was still something about him that just made Killua want to laugh and...smile. Like any year, Killua still as cautious as he is. Using shadow step whenever Gon barges in his house uninvited or sharpening his hand when Mito asked him to chop some vegetables for a dish. He tried to hide it though so they would not realize that he is a Zoldyck.

"I'm finished! I'm going upstairs now, bye!" Gon excitedly said while racing upstairs.

Mito shook her head and smiled. She looked at Killua and tilted her head in an awkward way.

"Don't worry Mito, he's fine. In a way he does bring people happiness," said Killua taking a sliver of the turkey in his mouth. He looked up and stuck a teasing tongue out.

"Well Gon has always been like this. He's just filled with light and kindness. He really is like his father," Mito said tilting her head.

"There's also something I wanted to thank you about, Mito." the redhead looked up with her motherly stare. "Yes Killua?"

"Thanks for the house that you gave me. I would still be wandering around form island to island if it wasn't for you," Killua used his index fingers to push the edges of his mouth creating a smile.

"A smile's never complete without bright eyes!" Mito chuckled pushing Killua's eyelids with her thumbs. This contact made Killua's heart race in anger. "Just breathe," he thought to himself.

The two of them kept eating the turkey in peace without a single word. The silence got Killua thinking again like usual. The thoughts of his family reclaiming was horrifying. He visualized a point of a Ben's Knife entering his wrists. He was forced to endure the poison. He closed his eyes and remembered his struggling, but this time, he saw Gon saving him.

After hearing Mito talk, Killua immediately snapped back to the present and listened. The way she talked to him was motherly. Like he was her own child. Killua felt as if he didn't deserve love. Love... What did it mean? His dad always showed him "love" was only obtained through his blood-stained hands. A hand shake or pat on the head was all he ever got, nothing else.

"Mito, I have to go to the bathroom. I can't remember where it's located."

"If you go upstairs, go to the right, the door will be there," said Mito smiling.

Killua stood up silently and pushed the antique chair in. He climbed up the stairs with a blank face, entered the bathroom and went over to the toilet. The curtains shielding the bathtub were closed and Killua heard only the dead silence from behind it. There were the droplets of water dripping onto the water, but he assumed the curtains were just wet. The sound water shifting began after a couple minutes. Killua pulled his clothes back on and tried his best to focus. A bead of sweat rolled down his forehead. Could the person back there be Gon? It was impossible. Why would Gon leave the door unlocked?

Before getting to even open the curtain, it was flicked across to show Gon taking a bath. Killua's face immediately glowed pink. He saw Gon...exposed right in front of him. He turned around and picked up one foot getting dragged back by a hand.

"Come join in!" Gon excitedly yelled, pulling Killua's arm forecfully.

Killua fell back on to the cold waters of the bath tub. He struggled from Gon's grip trying not to hurt him. Water splashed everywhere. The door was closed and the room was soundproof. Killua was trapped.

"Gon, please let me go," Killua said calmly through the struggles.

After finally getting off from Gon's grip, Killua stood up and pressed his back against the door. He was breathing heavily and opened the door slowly leaving those somewhat red eyes that begged at him to stay. He ran downstairs dripping from bath water. His shoes were soggy and wet. He slipped and hit his chin on the wood floors. He hit it HARD. Killua got up rubbed his chin like nothing happened and ran out the door.

Killua ran through the forest that led to his home. The pink glow were still on his cheek. Branches that seemed to reach for him scratched and bruised him. The crunching of the leaves surprised him. But through all that, he kept going. Blood dripped from his cheek. Something he hadn't seen for a while. It started to rain. It made him more soaked. When he reached his house, he immediately went in and closed the door. He washed and cleaned all his wounds.

"That baka!" he yelled out loud.

There was a knock at the door. The first knock in forever. Killua opened the door only to be tackled by a hug. He was pushed back a little, but his wet socks served as traction.

"Gomen'nasai, Killua," whispered Gon.

Killua didn't hug back. He let his arms fall, but the hug was the warmest he'd ever experienced from Gon.

Flashback End

The water in the bathtub had risen to the height of Gon's ear. He still looked at the ceiling. Thoughts of Killua was flooding his mind. Like the way he always smelled like vanilla. The way he'd blush with every compliment. And how he'd look away when the women of the island giggled and looked at him. Gon considered him a friend, but never for a second did he expect that Killua thought the same. He was always so cruel and mean. There was just no way.

The water was at scalding heat, just the way he always had it. It stung his eyes, but he learned to tolerate it. He shifted his body and sat up hugging his knees. More memories of Killua raced through his mind. The first time he laughed and smile for him. Those kind eyes hidden behind those orbs were unbelievable the first time he saw them. They became soft and happy for a second then they morphed back into those terrifying flames. The thing that brought those were the most that tickled his funny bone. It was candy.

That day, when he saw Killua eat candy was the one of the most wonderful, strangest, tearful day.

Flashback

Killua sat at the edge of the cliff where the majestic blue waterfall cascaded down to the depths of the water. He tried to hide the last lollipop that he had. He always ate candy, but he never wanted to share his sweet "toothiness" to Gon. That kid would just ruin it for him, like always. But somehow every one of those moments didn't turn out so bad.

He licked the lollipop slowly, trying to savor the last bits of lemony sugar it had. It was a bunny lollipop that he held and it was his favorite flavor. Lemon. Killua never figured why he liked the sour flavor it. Maybe it's because he was sour himself.

"What are you eating?" asked Gon from out of nowhere. He was standing atop a tree that was next to the cliff. Killua scoffed at Gon and looked away trying to hide the plastic stick in his mouth.

"Oh nothing," said Killua babbling over the stick inside his mouth. Yellow liquid dripped down his neck after trying to speak.

Gon jumped down next to Killua and noticed he was choking on the stick.

"Hold still Killua!" yelled Gon trying to fish out the white plastic stick.

After a few minutes of choking and struggling, Gon finally got the plastic lollipop stick.

"You didn't have to do that," said Killua crossing his arms and looking away.

After fiddling with the sticky, saliva covered lollipop stick. Gon dug for some money from his pockets. He handed it to Killua and pulled him up. He started to push him irritatingly on the back, urging him to go towards the village.

"What's the big idea!?" exclaimed Killua.

"Ne, Killua, if you want candy. There's a candy store in the village," said Gon laughing.

Killua froze, turned around and beamed at Gon. He'd been trying to conserve as much candy as he could in a week and he ran out. Now Gon's telling him that there's a candy store? His eyes widened and became happy and inviting. Killua bounced up and down. He picked up one foot and he sped to the village. He looked around and found the candy store. Killua ordered as much candy as he could with the money Gon gave him.

After the purchase, Killua had a bag of candy which he promised to himself he was going to share with Gon. He raced back to the waterfall, tripping a little bit.

"Did you get what you want?" questioned Gon.

"Why don't you go check?" said Killua giggling and opening the plastic bag at Gon's face.

Trying hard to hide it, Gon reached in and grabbed a piece of chocolate.

"Go on, there's a lot for both of us," said Killua trying to prevent the tugging smile on his lips to be released. "It is your money." Gon shook his head laughing as he remembered he was the one who actually "bought" the candy.

The two boys were resting their backs on the fence as they ate candy. Killua ate slowest as he tried so savor every last taste of it. Gon on the other hand kept chomping down as much as he could. When he turned his head to watch Killua eat, he was mesmerized and had curious look on his face. He thought most kids just pushed in all the candy in their mouths, but Killua was different. Finally he got the courage to ask.

"Why do you eat it so slowly? We can get more if you want!" Gon whispered, giggling at the end.

"I don't get much candy where I come from," Killua said flatly.

Gon shrugged and kept eating. When he looked over to Killua again. He was eating a piece of chocolate little by little. After finishing Killua took another candy and started the same way as the last one. Gon frowned. Becoming irritated, he bumped Killua on the shoulder using his own.

To Gon's surprised Killua bumped him back his eyes never leaving the candy. It went on like this for a while. The boys were bumping shoulder back and forth. The more they bumped the stronger it became.

Forgetting to control his strength, Killua bumped Gon with an incredible amount of force. Gon tipped over the fence with his back facing the ground.

"Gon!" yelled Killua climbing on the fence.

"No Killua stay there!" It was already too late as Killua had already leaped off of the fence.

"Grab my hand! Please Gon, just trust me!" Killua yelled as he stretched his hand out for Gon.

Gon grabbed Killua's hand and looked at him weirdly. Their combined weights made them fall feet first.

Their faces were ignoring apart. Ignoring the close contact, Killua threw Gon over to the river as he kept falling down to the forestry.

"Killua no!" Gon was screeching now. He stretched his arms out to get hold of Killua, but he was already too far.

As Gon fell in the water, Killua finally sighed and grabbed a tree branch when he fell down to the forestry. He caught with ease, but it broke after five seconds. He fell straight down to the hard ground.

Killua observed his hands and looked away to see that there were cuts and blemishes everywhere. He stood up ignoring the growing pain on the palm of his hands.

"Gon! Where are you? Oh, please don't tell me you can't swim!"

"I'm here Killua," said Gon popping out from a bush. "I don't care how you survived I just care that you're safe."

The silver haired boy's guard went down for a second. He blinked once and stared at Gon. He sighed after catching a glimpse of Killua.

The two stared at each other contemplating how Killua survived without a single scratch. Their eyebrows began to dance and roll. Killua looked away blushing. He'd never stared at Gon this long before.

"The way back home is over there, the cliff gets smaller." Gon pointed to the end of the river. He motioned his hand for Killua. He skipped up the road home.

Killua shook his head and followed with his blistered hands in his pockets.

"You're too slow!" Gon called out after Killua.

"You're too fast," Killua muttered under his breathe.

The path back to Mito's house was excruciatingly boring for the both of them. Killua sighed every time when Gon tried to bring up the mood. Ignoring the boring atmosphere, Gon kept a smile and grinned at Killua from time to time.

When the twosome got home, Killua stretched his arms up to the ceiling trying to shake off the pain that was on his hands. Mito was waiting at the door, with her hands on her hips. Her face had an intimidating, angry look, or at least she tried. Gon scratched his head and laughed nervously as he tried to explain what had happened.

"Well you see Mito-San, Killua and I fell-!"

Killua's hand covered Gon's mouth.

"We found an injured bird and we nursed it back to health." Killua lied straight to Mito.

"Then what is with those red marks on your hands Killua?"

The silver haired boy shrugged, removed his hands from Gon's now red lips and placed them in his pockets. Killua scoffed and went inside with his head down. He pulled the wooden chair causing a screeching noise. He sat down and looked back at Mito and Gon who, were watching every single one of his actions.

"What's this weird taste?" Gon questioned himself. He licked his lips. "It's strong and bitter."

"It's blood Gon," Mito whispered lowering herself to Gon's ear level.

"Am I a Vampire!?" yelled Gon. "I'm...eating it!"

"Baka!" Killua muttered.

Killua turned his back to the two of them and looked down at a bowl containing soup-no, porridge. He reached for the spoon right next to it and dropped it back down. It landed on the hot porridge making it splash on Killua's hand. Killua closed his eyes tightly and winced in pain as he watched the thick substance run down to his wrists. Killua caused another screeching noise when he stood up and pushed the chair back. The noise caught both Mito's and Gon's attention. The silver haired boy pocketed his hands and walked past Gon and Mito ignoring their calls. When he was clearly out of sight, Killua started running back home.

"Mito-San, why is there blood on Killua's porridge?" asked Gon pointing at the red drops of porridge near Killua's spot.

"Gon, I don't know."

The water had turned cold and it was slowly engulfing Gon's body. He giggled at the thought of the day. Water slowly entered his mouth when he laughed. He shivered when the water shifted temperature. It was like this every single when Gon was alone... Well "is."

He watched as the water climbed up to cover his eyes. Gon inhaled as much air as he could with his nose and held it. His whole body shifted a little bit as it adjusted to the lower temperatures of the liquid. Small air bubbles came out from Gon's nose and mouth. His eyes were completely open to watch them rise and get released.

Gon remembered when Killua was here, that he'd know that he'll be waiting downstairs when he was done taking a bath. But Killua wasn't here... There was not enough hope to actually be quick. Be excited and happy. To make him smile. To make him blush and to hug him.

The water was blurry and more air bubbles rose to the surface. The pouring of the water became more high pitched than usual. Drops of water slowly made their way to the bathroom's tile floor. The bathtub was overflowing.

"Gon!"

He thought that he heard Mito's voice, but he ignored it.

It had been two and a half minutes since Gon was submerged, and he started to hear waves of water filling up the bathroom tile. Fifteen seconds passed and he was feeling a little light headed and he wanted to sleep. In a torturing way, he felt his lungs get filled with water. His eyes started closing, the light in his somewhat red eyes were disappearing. Suddenly a pair of hands pulled him up and out of the water.

"Killua is that you?" Gon thought.

"Gon what's gotten into you!?"

"Mito-San... Gomen'nasai."

Mito's motherly arms coiled around him tightly. Gon stretched out his arms and hugged her back. His breathing was uneasy and he coughed up a little bit of water. Cold water spread between them. A big watery mess came from the forgotten faucet.

"Gon don't ever scare me like that ever again! I don't want to deal with you doing this every single night again! I don't want to lose you and I know the change is hard, but he's going to be okay!" Mito was yelling and her voice cracked. Tears ran down her face and onto Gon's.

"What if he's not okay? Will I be...alone forever? I don't want to fake my smile anymore. He made me smile for real..."

Gon was ignored, but the motherly arms that were entangled around him tightened even more. He tried to move his head to meet Mito's eyes, but Gon's feeling of guilt overcame him. Tears streamed down his face like Mito's.

He reached for the faucet and turned it off. Gon let his arms float on the water after that. Mito released Gon as soon as she saw what he was doing. She smiled and stared at Gon.

"Gon... He's going to be okay wherever he is... But right now the best thing we can do is wait. Now go get cleaned up, we have some meatballs ready downstairs," Mito said patting Gon's head.

After smiling and reassuring that he was okay, she stood up walked to the door. Reaching the door arc of the bathroom, Mito clenched her fist and gritted her teeth. A final tear fell down her face before she finally went downstairs.

With a shivering hand, Gon pulled the plug from the drain. He stood up in the bathtub and hopped out of it.

The bathroom tiles were very slippery. Gon's steps were carefully placed among the mats in the bathroom. He grabbed the towel that was hanging on the door handle and he dried his hair with it.

Looking at the mirror, the only things Gon saw were mirages of when he and Killua were snapping towels at each other. He looked away and placed the towel back on the door handle.

Gon's silence on the outside would've fooled anyone, with his blank expression and tired eyes. It was different in the inside. He was frantic and screaming in his brain. There was a feeling inside of him that he never felt about anyone else being gone.

When he reached for his closet, he caught a familiar scent in his nose. Vanilla with a dash of strawberry or was it blood? His nose twitched when he finally opened his closet. Gon realized that Killua left some of his clothes here. They smelled sweet like Killua. Gon pressed them up to his face like the way he'd hug Killua. Realizing what he was doing, he gasped and dropped the piece of clothing.

His face mimicked the pink glow that he'd usually see on Killua's cheeks. Gon grabbed his cheek and squeezed it to make it stop, but it was no help. It was a feeling, an unknown emotion that he ignored.

When Gon got on new clothes, he looked over to the bed and a flashback had crossed his mind. His and Killua's first sleepover. It was a very cute memory. Although it was filled with arguments, Gon giggled.

Flashback

"A sleepover? What's that?" Killua turned his head sideways as he looked at Gon. His eyes became crisscrossed.

"It's when another person sleeps at another person's house. Preferably as friends." Gon laughed as he smacked Killua's head. The strike was answered with a slight growl from Killua. "Well? Will you have a sleepover with me Killua?"

"Pfft! No way am I ever going to have a sleepover with you!" Killua exclaimed trying to hide the slightest amount of regret.

Gon grabbed Killua's shoulder and looked straight at his eyes. The light reflected in his eyes while they got big. The cuteness level was overwhelming for Killua. He looked away and raised a shielding hand in between his cheek and Gon's somewhat red eyes. Killua's cheeks turned into a shade of pink.

"Baka! Do you expect me to fall for those childish eyes!?" Killua took a look again at Gon's eyes and his face was no longer a light pink shade, it hard turned scarlet.

"Pleeeeaaaaasssse!" begged Gon.

This time, Killua smacked Gon straight on the forehead.

"Fine." Killua eyed Gon for second. "But it won't be in my house," continued Killua planting his hands on his hips and raising his chin in the air. All with a proud mischievous look.

Gon hugged Killua tightly, gripping his shirt in the process. Before Killua's hand reached Gon's shoulder to push him away, the raven haired boy pushed himself off of Killua. He gave a weak smile then stood up from where they were sitting in Killua's bedroom.

"You should start packing up because it's going to be tomorrow!" Gon exclaimed excitedly.

He started to rummage through Killua's closet afterwards trying to get his stuff ready for him. Gon motioned for Killua come help and Killua shook his head.

"Ne, you're the one who wanted me in a sleepover," he said sticking a tongue out.

"You have a point," Gon responded still picking out clothes.

"So Killua, you and Gon are finally having your first sleepover!" Mito exclaimed eating a little bit of her food.

"Yes. I hope for the best! From what I can tell Gon's is a handful!" Killua teased bumping Gon's shoulder in the process.

Gon responded with a punch to the shoulder. Killua ignored it trying to keep up his cool atmosphere. Mito laughed as she watched Killua fight the urge to throw back a punch at Gon's shoulder.

"It seems that you two will have a good time. I'm pleased to see you two are having fun." Mito smiled, placing the palm of her hand below her chin with a supporting elbow. "Just promise me one thing. Don't sneak out of the house. You never know who's outside during these times."

"Hai!" said Killua and Gon in unison.

"Killua, we should get our stuff ready upstairs!" Gon excitedly said jumping up and down. He started to pull on Killua's arm stronger and stronger with each tug.

"Fine let's go..."

The boys pushed in their chairs and headed upstairs. Gon skipped up while Killua was calmly walking. As soon as he reached the second step, he was was stopped by Mito.

"Killua I have a question for you. Do you really have to be so formal? I understand that I basically gave you your life here. I feed you, give you water and keep you alive... I don't understand why you treat me as if I'm a master of some sort that needs respect so that you'll get what you want? I just hope that you understand it doesn't matter whether you do this for me or not." Mito's eyes were sad and worried.

"I have my reasons... And I'm sorry if I troubled you in anyway..."

Killua looked down to his feet and his eye lids went down halfway. He sighed and the veins on his hand popped out. It gripped the railing before he continued upstairs. He desired to lose sight of Mito. Memories of his training flooded through his brain. After being clear out of sight he held his head. He fell to the floor next to the wall, pressed his knees up to his chest and concealed his head between them.

"Ne... Killua are you okay?" asked Gon offering a hand.

"Gon... Let's just get the stuff ready." Killua stood up and entered Gon's room. There was no attempt of contact. Just pure silence until the sleepover actually started.

"What do you want to do now Killua?" Gon asked sighing and letting himself fall back onto his bed.

"I don't know... I've never been to sleepover," Killua responded pulling his sleeping bag up to his neck.

The light was still open and it was ten PM. Both of the boys were bored and the house had gone silent after Mito finished the dishes.

After five minutes of sitting down and doing nothing, Gon stood up and opened the window. It immediately became cold in the whole room. Fresh Spring breeze entered the room. It tickled Gon's nose when it hit him. On the other side of the room, Killua pulled the sleeping bag up to his mouth and he shivered for a quick second.

"Do you want me to close the windows? It's a little hot," offered Gon, scratching his head.

"I-I...Uhh... No Gon I'm fine," Killua said turning away from raven haired boy.

Killua shivered a bit more. The nights on Whale Island were normally freezing because of the ocean that was nearby. Killua wasn't used to this so he was still adapting to the temperatures. His teeth started to move too. They clicked against each other. His breathe was shaky. Condensation appeared every time he exhaled. Suddenly, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Killua you're freezing... I don't want you to hurt when I'm the one who wants something... You're my friend, it's okay to tell me what YOU want..."

Again, that pink glow lit up brightly on Killua's cheek. He turned away from Gon, but arms seemed to wrap around the whole sleeping bag. Warmth immediately surged through his body. He found a small peace within Gon's arms, but after realizing where he was, he jumped off of the sleeping bag.

"Why don't w-we just play a game?" asked Killua rubbing his arms awkwardly.

"I have candy downstairs in the refrigerator. We could play a game of never have I ever! I have the cards downstairs too so let me get them!" Gon excitedly ran down the stairs.

Killua giggled a little bit. He lied down on Gon's soft bed. His arms were still crossed and the blush on his face was still there. There was something about that annoying boy that just screamed... home. There was this feeling Killua felt when he was around Gon. He didn't know what it was, but he knew it was special in a way. Goose bumps started to rise on Killua's skin, as the frigid gust blew inside of the room.

"Ne, Killua here." Gon had stretched his hand up just above of Killua's head. He was holding a white mug. A brown liquid dripped down from it and it fell right on the surface of Killua's pink lips.

He licked his lips and tasted chocolate. The drop of water was hot, but it was sweet.

"Gon you really didn't have to get me hot chocolate," Killua shyly said looking away. There was another drip on his cheek and slid down to his lips. He tried to resist the temptation to lick his lips. Even the smell of chocolate was enticing. He licked his lips once again.

Killua sat up from where he was lying down and he grabbed the warm drink from Gon's hands.

"Thank you..."

"You're welcome!"

Killua watched Gon set up the game as he took multiple sips from the white mug he was holding. Gon placed the Never Have I Ever cards between them in the center of the bed.

"Can you explain to me how this works? I really don't know how to play this game," Killua asked. The embarrassed tone in his voice was obvious.

Gon nodded with excitement. The boy was always so oblivious to a person's feelings and emotions. Killua giggled, but it quickly faltered.

"So the way you play the game is each player will pick a card from the card. For example this one!" Gon pulled a card from the pile. "Never have I ever cried in front of my friends!"

Killua's head tilted to the side. He already knew he wasn't going to like what was in that pile. An unsettling feeling set down on him. Something tells him that all the cards were made by a certain red eyed idiot.

"The rules are simple; you pick a card and if you've done what's on it before you get candy! Oh. I forgot to tell you. No lying!" Gon winked.

Killua nodded and gave an empty thumbs up.

"You can start Killua," Gon offered.

The white haired boy took a card from the middle of the pile and read it out loud.

"Never have I ever had a friend."

Gon took a piece of candy from the pile and set it to his side.

"I'm your friend Killua," Gon said handing a candy to Killua.

Although the silver haired boy didn't want to, he was forced to take the candy and he set it at his side.

"Your turn."

Gon took a card piece from the top and read it aloud.

"Never have I ever kissed a girl," Gon said taking a candy while reading the card.

Killua just sat there doing nothing.

"Not even your mother?" Gon asked with large eyes.

The silver haired boy shook his head. Gon's somewhat red eyes became soft and he desired to reach for Killua's hand. Seeing that Gon's hand was twitching, Killua quickly got a card and read it.

"Never have I ever hugged someone."

"Geez these cards are stupidly childish," Killua thought.

Killua placed the card down without taking candy. Gon's concern was growing so he decided not to take candy.

"Don't lie to me, to make me happy," Killua bitterly said.

With that, Gon took a piece of candy and placed it next to him.

The game went on with silence. Gon was getting extremely worried before they were even halfway through the candy. Turns out, Killua's life wasn't so happy. It was filled with neglect and sadness. It seemed like he was isolated. Gon had made these childish for a purpose, but he'd never expect them to work. Then it came up. That question.

"Never have I ever loved som-"

"We're done Killua!" Gon exclaimed stretching his arms up to the ceiling.

"I'm going to sleep," Killua said going down to his sleeping bag.

"Will you sleep up here with me?" Gon asked with a worried tone.

"Sure." Killua shrugged. How bad could it be?

Gon's eyes popped open in the middle of the night to the feeling of shuffling next to him. It was Killua thrashing his head around his pillow. Gon was facing the opposite direction Killua was facing. He tried to ignore him, but he eventually heard a faint sob. Was he like this every night? Gon felt bad for Killua. Every night was probably like torture to him.

The raven haired boy quickly turned around and grabbed Killua's freezing hand. The crying stopped, but the shuffling didn't. He wrapped his other arm around Killua's chest, between his arms. The shuffling started to hurt him a little bit, but he needed to do this for his friend. Eventually the shuffling began to stop. He couldn't quite make out whether it was a whimper or a whisper, but he heard words coming out of Killua's lips.

"Thank you, Gon..."

Gon snapped out of his flashback after hearing Mito's voice call him. He pulled on some random clothes quickly.

"I'm coming Mito-San!"

Gon ran down the flight of stairs and sat in his place at the table.

"Killua please be okay."

"Pathetic child you are, running away from us!" Milluki yelled whipping Killua's shoulders.

The silver haired boy was tied up in chains in his family's isolation room. He had been trapped there for a week and the pain given to him was unimaginable. No water, food or sleep.

"Why wouldn't I? This whole family is getting torn apart from just one person running away!? That's what's pathetic!"

A extremely heavy slap was thrown across his face as he sat on the hard stone floors. His mother looked at him with eyes filled with anger. She left without saying a word.

"Now you made mother mad!" Milluki yelled throwing another lash at his cheek. Blood oozed out of his bruised cheek.

"Get mad!"

"Cry out in pain!"

"Suffer!"

Milluki kept on whipping Killua back and forth. On his back, shoulders and face.

"I'll stay strong, baka!" Killua yelled out with his loudest voice.

"Don't come talking to me about a friend, because friends are nothing! They're just garbage that's going to leave you one day!" Milluki cackled.

"Gon, please stay strong for me..."