Well, I guess I'm trying something new. I basically got talked into writing this by a friend and I actually did it. A few things I want to mention - Alluka and Pitou will be referred as females in this fic and basically this will be Killua centered. I'm really sorry for any OCC and I hope that the tags didn't put you off too much. This will contain some spoilers up to the Chairman Election arc.

1

All I wanted was to save you...

Then why did it go so wrong?

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The faint rays of moonlight shone upon two small silhouettes as they slowly moved. A lifeless body hanging limply on the back of the other and silent footsteps, almost inaudible as the one walking tried to not make any unnecessary movements. A few clear drops and a cloudless sky.

"Just wait for a little longer... You'll be alright."

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"It's too...late..?"

"There's nothing we can do. He's already gone."

"B-but he was still alive... He was still breathing! What do you mean it's too late?! It can't be... There's no way... He wouldn't die so easily. It's just a joke, right? He still hasn't apologized to me, damnit! You're just joking, right? Right..?"

I failed..?

He's dead..?

"Right..?"

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A room filled with various sizes of dolls and a lone girl sitting in the midst of them. As the doors, which are barely ever opened, creak from their hinges another person enters the room and the girl's face colours with a sweet smile. "Big brother!" she happily exclaims and rises to her feet to give the other a hug. "I've missed you so much!"

"Hey, Alluka." the white haired boy gives a smile of his own. "I'm so sorry for leaving you here all alone."

"It's okay! I'm glad you're here! Oh, it smells just like big brother." the dark haired child nuzzles into the crook of her brother's neck before letting go and looking at him. "Big brother, will you die for me?"

"Yeah, sure." the white haired boy smiles as the girl raises her finger and his headless body falls down on the floor with a loud thump and she lets out a cordial laugh.

"Okay, okay, now wake up!"

A soft rustle and the headless body sits up as the head pops back from the boy's t-shirt.

"You're always so good at this! Let's play Shiritori next!" the girl smiles from ear to ear.

"Okay."

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"Big brother?"

"What is it, Alluka?"

"Why do you seem so sad?"

"I do?" the boy smiles cheekily. "Sorry, I shouldn't be making you worry."

"Could I... Could I ask why?" the dark haired girl tilts her head just a little as a curious, yet wary expression appears on her face.

"I'm not sure if you'll want to know." the blue eyed boy lowers his head just a little.

"I do! Maybe I can help you!"

"Well, there was a person really dear to your brother..." the taller boy says silently as he feels a lump forming in his throat. "And... And I wasn't able to protect him. I wasn't able to do anything in the end..." a small droplet rolls down his cheek and his eyes begin to sting so irritatingly.

"Big brother..?" the girl moves a little closer to the other, who visibly shrinks down where he's sitting on the floor, hugging his knees close to his chest.

"I couldn't do anything-" a choke interrupts the boy's sentence and he buries his face into his arms. "I was so useless."

"Killua." a similar yet different voice echoes through the room. "Would you like to make a wish?"

The white haired boy slowly raises his head and sees that doll-like face staring right at him, smiling and waiting for his answer. At that moment his mind goes completely blank as the boy feels more and more tears falling down his cheeks and breathing becomes slightly more difficult with every passing second. His mouth moves before his mind can understand what it's saying.

"Please... Please don't let him die like this. I'll do anything! Anything just to stop this."

"Anything?" the girl tilts her head.

No, stop! His mind goes on alert. That wasn't a command! You just asked Nanika for something!

"W-wait! I didn't mean it like that!" the older boy tries to fervently wipe his tears. "I wasn't supposed to say it like that."

"Really? Well, if it's Killua, then maybe I could make an exception to the rules." the doll-like creature makes an even bigger smile. "Would you like that?"

"You can do that..?"

"Yep. But only because it's you."

The blue eyed boy hangs his head once more. I've already messed up. I have to take what I can get. "Then please... Please let me save Gon."

"Okay." the girl kneels down in front of him and the boy feels her hands wrapping around him in a warm embrace as a welcoming darkness starts engulfing him. All of the sounds die out and he feels so tired. His eyelids slowly close and the boy relaxes against the other before the darkness consumes everything entirely.

Just wait a little more, Gon. I'll make sure that you'll be alright again.

Just wait for me a little longer.

2

Killua woke up in his bed with a sudden jolt. What the-

Did the wish come true?

Is Gon okay?

The boy looked around his room and everything seemed the same except for a little calendar that he had. He knew that he hadn't come back home in quite some time, but the boy was sure that he had removed it, since it didn't matter to him anymore. So why was it there again?

The white head jumped out of his bed and stepped closer to inspect the calendar. Maybe someone from his family had put one up again, but if so, then why did it look exactly the same as he had remembered from a few years ago? When he finally saw it up close the blue eyed boy froze up.

The calendar was the very same one and it showed the date of the hunter's exam that he had gone to. Huh? But why?

Killua then noticed from the corner of his eye that his reflection in the mirror looked a bit odd. The boy turned to get a better look and was taken aback by what he saw.

He looked younger.

He looked like he had a few years ago.

Wait wait wait, this doesn't make any sense. How did I get younger? Was it Nanika? A million thoughts started rushing through the boy's head. Is this how the wish turned out to be? Perhaps the only way to save Gon was to turn back time? Killua sat back on his bed to think.

There was a possibility that that had happened. It would explain the younger look and the weird date. In that case, maybe this isn't so bad? I can meet Gon again and I can prevent any stupid things that either one of us did. The boy let out a happy sigh.

I can still make everything right.

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The day went exactly as Killua had remembered it – he tried to go to the exam, he was stopped by his mother and he got away just the same way as before. It was even kind of funny how everything repeated and yet he knew what was going to happen. The blue eyed boy found the exam place easily and yet he still got the same number plate – 99. Killua looked around the dark tunnel and saw the same faces as he had remembered, though this time he knew that Illumi was here too, but he didn't show any reaction to that. It was probably for the best to act the same way as he had.

The time ticked by as he was greeted by a smiling Tonpa and offered to drink some juice. "Ah, really? Thank you so much, I was getting thirsty." The boy smiled and chugged the can down. Just as he did that, the doors opened once again and Gon, Kurapika and Leorio entered the tunnel. And this is my cue.

The bell rang and Satotz announced that the test would begin. Everyone started following him and soon the whole crowd was running. Killua decided that it was about time to try and approach Gon as he rode up to the boy on his skateboard. Leorio started going on how that was cheating and the white haired boy tried to remember what he had said before. Gon just kept looking at him with an interested expression and Killua finally jumped down from his skateboard.

"Hey, how old are you?" he tried to ask nonchalantly.

"I'm almost twelve."

"Same as me." The taller boy smiled as the other's face lit up. "I'm Killua."

"And I'm Gon!"

"And what's your name, mister?" Killua looked at Leorio with a smirk.

"'Mister'? I'm not that old! I'm still a teenager!" the taller male exclaimed.

"Are you sure?!" Gon froze up looking completely taken aback.

"Argh, Gon, how could you even say that?" Leorio replied angrily.

And everything is just the same.

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The exam went smoothly and Killua didn't interfere with mostly anything. He knew that everyone would still pass and only the last test was going to be something else.

'I'll have to fight Illumi again, but this time I'll make sure the outcome is different.' The white haired boy thought to himself just as the fourth test was over and everyone was starting to get questioned about their preferences for fighting.

Killua exited the room with Netero and went on to find Gon. The boy was standing before one of the windows and looking out of it at the passing scenery. "So how did it go?" The taller one asked as he stood near him.

"Ah, you're the second one to ask." Gon smiled back cheekily. "I got the tag, but it didn't go as I had planned. I had followed Hisoka with those butterflies and I managed to steal his plate, but then I got mine stolen and somehow it all ended with Hisoka returning my tag and punching me because I wouldn't take it from him."

"Wow, that's harsh." Killua said in an amused tone. "Well, at least you passed it and you can surely return the favour to him one day." He winked at the other.

The next day the final exam started and as everyone was surprised by the line-up, Killua was mentally preparing himself to face-off Illumi. He would let Pokkle win again and then wait for his brother's dramatic revelation of who he really is. This time the white haired boy wanted to win. He wanted to show Illumi that he wasn't just a puppet to be controlled.

Killua watched silently as Gon got beaten up by Hanzo, trying to calm down by telling himself that everything will work out fine. He watched as Leorio and Kurapika started losing their cool and this time he understood them better. But Gon will be alright. He's tough.

Finally, his fight against Illumi came.

"It's been a long time, Killua." Illumi said as he took out the pins from his face and it reverted back to normal.

"It has." Killua said simply as a sense of satisfaction came to him from seeing his brother slightly surprised by his lack of reaction. "Couldn't wait for you to lose that disguise."

"So you knew? Well, it doesn't matter." The taller brother kept his face expressionless. "Mom and Milluki told me you hit them. Mom was crying."

"Of course a mother would cry!" came a shout from Leorio.

"From happiness." Illumi continued. "Though she called me, because she still didn't want you to become a hunter."

"You can tell her that it's none of her business what I want to do. I'll become a hunter if I want to." Killua answered sternly.

"That's not the answer I was expecting. You seem to have changed quite a bit during the time we didn't see each other." The dark haired male put up his hand to his chin. "This isn't really good. Was it the influence of that kid I've seen you hanging around?"

"It was my own decision and don't rope Gon into this." The white haired boy got a little angry.

"So Gon's his name. It doesn't matter anyway; you will leave or kill him sooner or later. There's no such concept as friends to you."

"We're already friends."

"Really?" Illumi looked genuinely surprised. "But we really can't have that. Oh, I know! I'll just have to kill him then."

Killua felt the same dark aura that he had remembered from last time and his body froze up involuntarily. Damn it, I forgot about the needle. The boy tsk'ed and tried to calm himself down. He reached up to his forehead and struck his nails into it to retrieve the pin that his brother had planted. It stung a little, but the feeling of fear disappeared completely and the blue eyed boy let out a sigh of relief. "Don't you dare go near him." Killua whispered coldly as he slowly started approaching the taller one. The boy felt his killer instincts washing over him as his body moved on its own. His mind came to a realization that he was still a lot weaker than his brother, who had his back turned to him and was talking to the other participants about something that he didn't register, but it was too late as he jumped with the intent to kill.

Illumi turned around at the last moment, taken completely by surprise since he obviously had not expected his brother to actually attack him and for a fraction of a second Killua felt a pang of pain coursing through his whole body. The boy fell down as everything around him started to blur.

"Killua! What were you doing?" he heard a panicked voice that sounded too similar to his brother's, but that was ridiculous, he was never worried about him. "Damn, I acted on instinct."

The surroundings started to fade out as the white haired boy laid limp on the ground. He could hear multiple panicked voices, but after a bit they all mixed into one inextricable sound. Footsteps surrounded him as the world sunk into deeper darkness.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

3

The world slowly came into view as the sleeping boy woke up and hazily opened his eyes. His head was hurting and everything looked blurry. Killua rose up from his bed trying to not make any sudden movements and just deeply breathed for a few moments with his eyes closed, waiting for the pain to go away. In a couple of minutes his head felt a lot clearer and the boy finally tried opening his eyes again. The room he was in didn't look familiar but it felt as if it was his own. The sun was rising and everything was dyed in a soft yellow light that was coming in through the window. What just happened? The boy looked around. I was fighting Illumi and then everything turned so dark. Where am I?

Did I...die?

Then suddenly a rush of memories came into Killua's head. Snippets of various points in life that 'this world's' Killua had experienced, thoughts, emotions and expectations. It was all too much to take in at once, so the white haired boy tried to only focus on a few of the memories, the ones which seemed the most important.

He lived with his family in an average house and it seemed that none of them were assassins. There wasn't even this kind of job in this world, or at least it wasn't as popular. Everything here felt so simple.

Killua looked at his hands and tried to use his Nen, but nothing happened. Not even a tingle or sensation of having this kind of energy. Does it mean Nen doesn't exist here?

The boy stared at his hands for a few moments before snapping out of it. Perhaps that's for the better... Maybe it'll be less dangerous here. Fewer possibilities to get injured or die. He silently thought to himself. A few more memories came and this time all of them were filled with one face - Gon.

It looked like they had known each other since they were little because the ages varied from almost infancy to the one he was used to. But something didn't feel right. As though a faint feeling of worry and anxiety came with each memory of Gon's smiling face, but Killua couldn't pin-point what it was. Finally brushing it off the boy stood up from his bed and noticed a pile of clothes lying on the chair. It felt like he needed to put them on, so Killua didn't question his gut feeling and did so. It was only a simple white short-sleeved shirt and gray pants though his memories were filled with this outfit, so he either really liked it or it was necessary to wear it. The boy was leaning more to the latter possibility.

As he got ready, Killua decided to follow his instincts for the time being as his head was still not entirely clear. He let his body almost act automatically as he tried to organize his thoughts. When the white haired boy reached the kitchen he was greeted by a cheerful Alluka and was given a nod from Kalluto. There was food on the table so he ate without any questions and when Alluka asked if he was going to school the boy just slowly nodded, a little unsure if that was the right answer.

When he was done eating Killua stood up and was about to head out the door but Alluka stopped him. "Brother, you didn't take your bag with you. Wait a bit." the girl dashed out of the room and was back after a few moments carrying a dark blue bag which had a little butterfly keychain dangling from it. "Here." she smiled and extended her hands for Killua to take it.

"Thanks." the blue eyed boy gave a smile of his own and waved to Kalluto, who was still sitting at the table. "I'll be off then. See you later."

"Bye bye!" Alluka waved back enthusiastically.

Killua let his legs do the walking as he tried to take in his surroundings. All of the buildings were households and it seemed that the place wasn't extremely busy. Kind of relaxing. A thought came as the boy listened to the chirping birds and felt a warm breeze of wind. As he was walking down the road he saw a familiar mop of spiky hair and grinned to himself. He carefully approached the walking boy, leaned close to his left ear and blew out some air.

"Aah!" the dark haired boy jumped a little in surprise and turned around with one of his hands covering his ear. "Killua?" he looked at him with wide eyes before a smile appeared on his face. "Killua!"

"Nice to see you too." the white haired boy joined the other as they started walking again.

"You scared me there for a second." Gon let out a small laugh.

"Then the plan was a success." Killua winked at him.

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Killua didn't need to worry about getting lost after that since Gon went everywhere with him. They had to sit through boring classes and Killua had to try his hardest not to fall asleep right there and then, but it seemed that Gon didn't have that problem as the boy snored away through half of the day and even though he looked peaceful, the taller boy just couldn't get rid of the feeling that something wasn't right as he watched his friend sleep on his folded arms.

When classes ended Gon was still sleeping, so Killua nudged him to get the boy up. The shorter one yawned and sleepily looked at him before making a silly grin.

"Sorry, did I fall asleep again?" he looked around the empty classroom.

"Yeah, but I didn't want to wake you up."

"I just wasn't feeling too energetic today. Maybe I should have taken more medicine." the hazel eyed boy mused as he stood up with a little wobble from his desk.

Medicine? Killua looked at him worriedly, but didn't say anything to not raise suspicion. Perhaps this was the nagging feeling he was getting?

The two boys excited the school building and started heading back home, but Gon was walking a lot slower than usual.

"Are you all right?" Killua finally asked, not being able to contain himself.

"I'm fine." Gon gave him a smile, but it looked a little pained.

"No, you're not." the white head stated firmly and stopped in his tracks. "Let me help, I can carry you."

"Killua, you don't need to do th-" Gon didn't manage to finish his sentence as he suddenly fell to his knees clutching his chest.

"Gon!" Killua immediately kneeled down next to him. "Gon, what's happening?!"

"I-I can't...breathe." the other boy muttered with each word sounding as it was giving him pain.

"What should I do?" Killua asked, panic overtaking him. He didn't know too much about medical help and there weren't any people nearby. "Gon, what should I do?!" he repeated nervously as the shorter boy seemed to not hear him anymore.

Gon's body went completely limp as Killua was holding onto him and the boy sat still as shock overcame him. No no no no no... He lifted his friend's face which seemed the same when he was sleeping. "No, please no..." he whispered feeling some kind of faintness washing over him too.

He couldn't do anything.

It happened so quickly.

He was useless.

Darkness started to blur his surroundings but Killua could only look at Gon's face as he felt a few tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Please tell me what I should do..."

4

A sudden jolt from the bed. To Killua it felt like he had just awoken from a horrible nightmare and the darkness in the room didn't help out either.

Where am I? Is this a new world? The boy thought as he steadied himself in a bed that was far too big for one person. As he calmed down, he felt the memories rushing in - Gon had died and this was a new place.

"Argh!" Killua let out a desperate sound as he realized that he couldn't manage to help his friend again.

Screw this, I'm going to find him as soon as possible. The white haired boy jumped out of his bed and walked over to the door, but before he could pull down the handle, a new rush of memories came from this world. It seemed that this was again a similar world to the previous one and that his family was a rich one with over-protective issues, though it looked like he didn't have any siblings this time.

Damn, they're going to catch me if I just stroll out of the room. The boy clicked his tongue and turned to look around his room. The place was big and one of the walls had a huge window with a view of a tree right next to it, just asking for it to be opened and to be climbed down. Well, if you insist. Killua smirked to himself and unlocked it. A strong cold wind blew, but it didn't bother the boy as he climbed on the windowsill to look down. His room was on the second floor and the ground looked pretty far away, so he simply raised his head to lock his eyes with the tree, which was a few meters away. I can jump this easily. The boy steadied himself and leaped from the window but just as his feet were about to reach the nearest branch he felt that this body won't be able to make it. A sudden panic overcame the boy in the split second he felt that he was falling down as he still tried to reach out with his hands. Right after that everything went black.

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"The nerve of that boy! How could he even think of doing this?"

"Well, he didn't only think of doing it - he did it."

"You know what I meant!"

A couple of voices came through the haziness as Killua could feel his head clearing up and his eyes slowly opening. He finally saw a blurry view of what looked like his mother and father standing right next to the bed he was laying in.

"Oh, Killu, you finally woke up!" his mother immediately turned to look at him. "How are you feeling, dear?"

Like a thousand bucks. "Fine, mom. My head's just aching a little and I feel some pain here and there. Maybe most of it in my leg."

"That's because you broke it." his father said simply.

Killua looked down and really, his right leg was covered in a cast.

"Honey, why did you even do that?" Kikyo asked in a worried tone.

"Because..." I can't just tell them I'm looking for Gon. That'll sound ridiculous. I need to tell something believable. "I can't take it anymore living here alone. I wanted to see what it's like outside on my own." he blurted out.

Considering that his parents were too over-protective and barely ever let him out of the house's grounds helped him back up his response. He also spent most of his days alone in the house, so maybe... "I wanted to make a friend."

"A... friend?" His mother said after a long pause. "Why would you even need something like that?"

"He's a kid, it was bound to happen sooner or later." Silva said sternly.

"But he doesn't need things like that. He's perfectly happy here." Kikyo started going on, her words turning to undecipherable mumbles.

"If you don't let me, I'll just try to leave again as soon as I heal up." Killua stated coldly. He really didn't feel like wasting any more time here than needed.

"Leave..?" The woman froze up.

"Yes, I'll leave." the blue eyed boy repeated.

"Dear, we have to talk." Kikyo turned to Silva. "Outside."

As the man nodded, the two of them left the room with Killua's mother loudly shutting the door. The boy could hear muffled sounds of something resembling an argument and with a sigh he let his head down flop down on the pillow. This situation was quite inconvenient and having a broken leg would definitely slow down the search for Gon.

While Killua was musing over his chances of a quick recovery the bedroom door opened up and his parents entered the room. Kikyo looked annoyed, but composed enough as she stood next to her son's bed.

"Killu, I and your father talked over this 'wish' of yours and we decided that the best solution would be to get you a friend." she said while trying to keep a smile on her face though the boy merely raised a brow at that. "That way while you heal you'll have something to do and you won't be getting any more of those ridiculous ideas."

"So you will hire a person to pretend to be my friend?" Killua asked with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

"This person will spend their time with you and if you don't like them we'll get someone else. This is all we can offer for now." Silva answered before his wife could.

"All right. Even though I'm not completely content with this, I'll agree." the white haired boy said just to finish this weird conversation. Frankly, he didn't care that much about the person who would get roped into this as long as they wouldn't get in his way.

When Killua's parents left, the boy finally relaxed. He felt weaker than usual and he had a hunch that this body wouldn't heal as fast as he was used to. It seemed like this world just wanted to prolong his meeting with Gon as much as possible. He didn't know if the boy would be in the same town or even the same country as him. The only leads were his name and perhaps appearance, though Killua wasn't entirely sure if that one would stay the same.

How am I even going to search for him?

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A few days passed after the incident and Killua spent all of his time lying in bed and thinking. A pleasant surprise was seeing Leorio as the house's doctor who came in to check over him. He didn't look any different, but the boy assumed that he was clearly older. The tall man cheerfully talked with him, asking various questions about how he felt and got irritated whenever Killua answered to them sarcastically. Just as Leorio was about to leave, another familiar face had appeared through the door. Kurapika came in with a tray in his hands and he looked like a proper butler. Killua didn't really say anything apart from 'thanks for the food', but the blonds' expression softened with a smile as he exited the room with Leorio in tow, shouting about drinking his medicine responsibly.

Killua's mother had come in some time later saying that his new friend would be arriving shortly and she left the room as quickly as she had entered it. A few moments after that a knock came from the door as it creaked open and a head with spiky hair popped in through it. Soon the whole face appeared and a bright smile coloured it. Killua just stared as the boy closed the door and slowly approached his bed.

"Gon..?" he breathed out.

"Oh, so you already know my name?" the shorter boy looked a bit surprised. "Well, then we won't need any introductions, will we?" he gave another bright smile.

"Ah, right. My parents told me your name." Killua quickly composed himself with a small lie. "But they didn't tell me anything else."

"I came here not entirely sure what I was doing. It just sounded pretty interesting. Actually, I wanted to help my aunt with some of the living expenses and as I haven't made too many friends my age here I thought I could try this." Gon explained while flopping down on Killua's bed.

"So does it seem interesting? Entertaining a person who can't really move from his bed?" the white head teased.

"You seem interesting." the hazel eyed boy answered simply.

"Don't say stuff like that on your first meeting." Killua turned away from the other quickly to hide a faint blush. Geez, it's just like him to act like this. The boy smiled softly as he turned back. "So what do you want to do?"

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After a few months had passed Killua's leg was completely healed. At one time the white haired boy had woken up to Gon drawing something that resembled a butterfly on his cast and from that time he always slept with one eye open so as not to get any weird drawings.

At first the usual activities were various board and card games, movies and sometimes a game Gon would come up with that didn't involve too much moving from Killua's side. The time spent together was enjoyable, though the white haired boy couldn't wait till he got to leave the bed and finally teach Gon how to skateboard or to just play outside.

The garden was gigantic and Killua couldn't even see the end of it, so it kind of reminded him of his old home. As the boy silently stood there thinking if there was a possibility to ever go back to the place he had come from, he didn't notice Gon running up to him from behind and tackling him to the ground. The two of them rolled for a bit with Gon gleefully laughing until Killua managed to stop them.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing?" the white haired boy poked at the other's forehead with some force. "I just healed, remember?"

"Oh right, sorry." Gon smiled back at him as Killua just sighed in return.

The two boys eventually decided to explore Killua's garden and as the evening was drawing near they still hadn't seen all of it. Gon insisted that it was because Killua had decided to take a nap in one of the trees, but the other boy was firm on the point that it was Gon who took longer trying to fish in the lake.

"You also took a nap with me!" the blue eyed boy kept arguing.

"And you also tried to learn how to fish!" Gon stuck out his tongue.

"Fine, then we're both at fault." Killua gave in.

"Well, we have tomorrow to explore the rest of it, so it's not a big problem." the hazel eyed boy said as they approached the gate leading to the outside. Canaria was standing next to it and as Gon smiled to her, even she couldn't keep her face completely still. The boys had tried to convince her to join them, but the girl had firmly refused, saying that she had no right as a mere servant and that she couldn't leave her post, so in the end they had given up, though not without a promise to try next time.

As Gon waved goodbye and the gates closed, Killua turned to Canaria with a smile and gave her a wave of his own before heading back home. Goto greeted him at the door and Kurapika had brought him some food to his room, since he had missed dinner. It was still really weird seeing the blond as a butler who worked for him, but Killua tried to ignore it. At least Kurapika retained his old personality and scolded him for not eating on time. The taller male gave him a disapproving look before it changed into a smile.

"Did you have fun with Gon today?" a bit of an unexpected question came from him.

"Uhh, yeah." Killua looked up a little confused. The butlers never really inquired that much about Gon. Leorio was the only one who kept talking about him and whenever they happened to meet, the older man would always give Gon a ride on his shoulders or he would tell him something embarrassing about Killua. Hearing this from Kurapika was a first.

"I'm glad to hear that. Excuse me for saying this, but you always seemed so sad before you met him." the blond carefully said.

"I did?"

"Yes. It was quite hard to watch you sitting alone in your room and spending most of your days not even speaking to anyone. I'm not sure if you're supposed to know this, but the servants of your family had tried numerous times to convince your parents to lighten up their protection over you, though it failed every time." Kurapika gave a little sigh. "That reckless attempt to run away brought some unexpected results."

"I guess it did." Killua scratched the back of his head with a little laugh. "I did get to meet Gon after all."

"This is only an advice from a butler," the blond made a stern expression. "But please cherish your friendship with him. You two seem so happy together that I just can't imagine one without the other now. You should keep him as close as possible." Kurapika finished talking with a soft smile.

"Okay, I will." Killua nodded.

"Then I'm happy to hear that. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must attend to a few other matters." the blond butler bowed a little and after giving one last smile left the room.

I will look after him and protect him. That's the least I can do for now.

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"Are you sure we won't get caught?"

"Pretty sure. Now follow me."

"I don't think I'd get in trouble, but you're a whole different situation."

"Gon, I only want to see the city." Killua rolled his eyes. "Can you imagine living your whole life here and never even once seeing it? It's not like I'm running away. Besides, you're here too. You can show me around."

"Can I show you my favourite places?" Gon's face lit up.

"That's what I'm hoping for." Killua winked before jumping off a tree and landing over the tall fence. This time there were no injuries and Gon followed in tow.

The two boys headed over to the main road and Killua kept trying to take in everything at once. A feeling from deep within kept telling him how amazing it was and the boy decided that it was his previous self talking, the one who was locked up his whole life, never seeing the outside world. Gon kept talking about various places and the white haired boy felt really content just listening to him and looking at the new sights.

The day soon turned into evening and despite feeling the wish to see more of the city, Killua dejectedly told Gon that it was time for him to go back. The dark haired boy offered to walk back with him to his house and the two of them headed down the darkening street.

Soon the lamp-posts started flickering on and the roads cleared away from the other people as they were nearing the more remote part of the city where Killua's family lived. The two boys kept chatting and didn't notice a group of four people standing in the middle of the street and blocking their way. Killua halted Gon and nodded for the other side of the sidewalk but as they were about to go there, one of the guys from the group spoke up.

"Hey, kids. What are you two doing out here so late?" he smirked at them as the other men also turned their attention to them.

"Just keep walking and don't talk." Killua whispered, trying to ignore the group.

"I was talking to you, fucker!" the guy grabbed him by the arm and yanked the boy back, making him lose his balance. Killua turned around with a glare, but before he could say anything one of the other guys grabbed Gon from the back.

"Now what rude brats we have here. Maybe we should teach them a lesson how to show respect?" the one who looked like the leader kept talking as he pulled out a knife. Killua's eyes widened instantly and he immediately let his instincts kick in as he kicked the weapon out of the guy's hand and turned to punch the one holding Gon. The group of thugs was taken by surprise by Killua's quick reaction and the boy managed to pull an equally shocked Gon out of his captor's hands.

"Are you okay?" The white haired boy asked putting his hands on his friend's shoulders.

"Uhum." Gon nodded and then froze up. "Killua! Behind y-"

Before the boy could finish Killua felt a sharp pain in his back and quickly turned to see the guy that he had kicked sneering at him. The others were already away and he was the only one left. Killua elbowed him one last time in the stomach before dropping down to his knees. The guy coughed and scurried away, leaving the two boys alone.

"Killua! What happened?" Gon dropped to his own knees to hold up the other boy.

"He still had a knife." Killua reached for his back and felt a warm liquid starting to cover it. He felt faintness washing over him and leaned more into Gon's arms. "Could you...Could you just hold me for a bit?" he said slowly, feeling more and more exhausted. "I only need to rest for a little... I'll be fine soon..."

"What are you talking about?! I need to get you help!" Gon started looking around frantically. "Where is everybody..? Do you have a phone?"

"There's no need, Gon... I'll be fine." Killua kept muttering. "Just please don't let go. It's a bit cold out here."

"In that case I'll just carry you. Your house isn't too far away. Just please, hang on until I get there." The dark haired boy carefully put the other on his back and started running.

"Gon..." Killua nuzzled his cheek into the shorter boy's shoulder.

You feel so warm.

So I want to apologize for any canon alterations. I tried to keep it similar, but considering the fact that Killua wouldn't remember everything he did, he's bound to say or do something different. That would affect what the other characters would do and so on. That said, the changes that are noticeable are intended and I'm really sorry if you don't fully agree with them... Some of the loops will be different worlds and in those character age, appearance or anything similar might change, so keep that in mind.