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Killua turned his back to Gon and squeezed his eyes shut as the tears started to fall. "Killua, show me how you really look. Without the concealer" he put his hands to his face. "N-No!" he didn't want Gon to worry, but he already knew he was faking. "if you don't then I'll do it myself!" he gritted his teeth and clenched his jaw a little. I have to. So he started rubbing, and the tears helped a little to be honest. The wet helped wash the concealer away some, and they just kept coming. He wiped his eyes a few times and then turned, not meeting Gon's eyes. He gasped, "w-what the hell? What happened to your face!" he flinched slightly. "I uh... haven't really eaten or slept much...for the last two days" he mumbled. Gon grabbed his hand. "these aren't bruises, what the hell is this?" he bit his lip. "what even happened? You look awful!" yeah, I know that. "a shit ton of anxiety, now fuck off!" he snapped, then regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth. He just couldn't do anything right could he?

Killua felt the tears come faster and his legs didn't want to support him anymore. The pain still present in his right leg, it was throbbing and his other one felt weak. So he fell to his knees and covered his face with his hands. "H-Hey!" then he felt a hand on his back. "wait, what's your view on making friends?" he scoffed. "friends? Who the hell wants to be around someone like me?" Gon's hand clenched a little. "No! wrong! The answer is 'friends are overrated', not that you don't deserve any! I thought I got you out of that phase!" he worried, and Killua started sobbing a little. "why do you even hang around me?" why would someone as good and light as you, even come anywhere close to me? "you're stuck with me! I already told you this" Gon said, before shoving his face into his shoulder. "no matter how many times you screw up I won't leave you, your my best friend" he clutched at Gon's back, the tears coming faster. "hey" he said, this time softer as he hugged him back. "let it all out, it's ok to cry"

He started downright sobbing, although muffled by Gon's jacket. All that anxiety just came spilling out of his eyes in buckets. Gon tried to murmur soothing nonsense in his ear, ruffling his hair a little as he did so. I missed you so much... but for once your only half the equation. After a few minutes, he was starting to calm down. He had run out of tears and Gon pulled back from the hug to look him in the face. "Killua, I want to know what happened. From the beginning" he said softly. He nodded, Killua couldn't deny Gon the truth any longer. "A-Alright..." he shifted off Gon's lap and crossed his legs beneath him, then wiped his eyes as he tried to think about where to start. "t-there was a new P.E teacher" he started, and Gon blinked. "Mr. Karasuma?" he shook his head. "some guy was ordered in to take his place, and he gave us sweets" Gon frowned slightly, "and?" he bit his lip. "his name was Takaoka, I had a feeling something was up pretty much the first time I saw that fake ass smile of his. It was nearly flawless, but I know what a fake smile looks like"

Then he shifted a little. "he made a relation to us as the 'father' and called us his 'children', which made me even more on edge. The look in his eyes when Hinano first called him a father figure..." Killua gritted his teeth. "he pushed them too hard, and when someone complained he hit them and kept saying things about how he was the 'father' and everybody had to listen to him and put up with his absolute bullshit" he snapped the last part a little, then growled. "I couldn't watch, so I left. If I stayed there any longer I'd have done something on an impulse" Gon gave him a smile, "you did the right thi-" he growled. "I'm not finished!" Killua clenched and unclenched his fists. "the next day he challenged one of the students to a match with a real knife, if the blade so much as grazed him then he'd leave without complaints" Gon blinked. "I'd give you the knife in a heartbeat" he raked his hands through his hair with an agitated growl. "and Karasuma knew how I felt! He knew about my family, and the shit I grew up with, but he gave the knife to Nagisa!"

Gon frowned slightly, "can he even use a knife?" he shrugged, "didn't matter to me. I was right in front of him and he dismissed me from class instead" he said miserably. I could have prevented that entire fucking thing if he just gave me the damn knife. "I don't know what happened, but they went out to a sweets shop and Karasuma left me waiting for two hours after Nagisa won his little fight. I was so fucking mad that I killed like ten animals and made a goddamn pile on the school steps" Gon winced slightly, "you missed that much sleep over a person you let escape?" he huffed. "it's more complicated than that, just listen" then he gritted his teeth. Damn it I want to kill that bastard again. "during our summer vacation I tasted poison in the drinks that were served to our class" Gon's widened. "is that why there's empty seats?" he shook his head. "No, nobody died." he said, then scoffed bitterly.

"I told the class what I found, but a few dumbasses ignored me. People started dropping, acting weird." Gon frowned slightly, "you could find the antidote though, didn't you say you knew almost every common poison?" he bit his lip. "yeah but... I couldn't discern it by taste. I didn't recognize which kind it was, turns out it was some sort of factory made virus or something" Killua shifted a little again. "I gave Ritsu some of the poison to try to make an antidote, but that would take 24 hours. I didn't have that kind of time, who the hell knew how long my classmates would live?" Gon blinked. "you don't mean...you actually care for them? Like a lot?" he huffed. "you don't spend nearly 4 and a half months with a group of people who don't hate or avoid you, and then still feel apathetic" he admitted. "but... I can't help but think that..." he trailed off for a moment and wiped his eyes a little. "it was my fault wasn't it? If only I was faster, or-" Gon slapped him across the face and he broke off. "Don't blame yourself!" he snapped. "you did all you could" that... made me feel a little better I guess.

"apparently the two shortest students were set to go retrieve the antidote and swap a very valuable asset for it instead" he wasn't going to slip anything about Korosensei being a near unkillable octopus yet, that could wait. "so I grabbed my knife and cleaned myself up to get ready to go" Gon blinked, "why did you need to be cleaned up?" he sighed. "maybe... slammed my head into a wall in frustration?" he ruffled his hair, "your only self destructive when you're really helpless" he huffed, "fast forward to infiltration, we couldn't just give up that valuable asset. There was a room of at least fifteen guards between us and the place we needed to be" he rolled his eyes, "I could have taken em out all on my own with a single knife, but you know this was a stealth mission and I can't leave bodies" Gon raised his eyebrows. "you'd kill for these people?" he scowled. "it was life or death, we were on a time crunch and at least five people were dying"

"anyways, Ms. Bitch- you know who that is right?" Gon nodded, "blonde English teacher" good, I don't want him to get lost. "Ms. Bitch distracted them, I was pretty much in second command here. Karasuma was first-" Gon tilted his head slightly, "I noticed how you never use Mr. when you address him" he blinked. "well I guess I kind of see him as more of an equal? It's hard to explain" he admitted, "so we had to act like stuck up rich children-" Gon giggled at that. "I'm sure you fit in to that role a little too well" he shot Gon a glare. "you don't grow up in a fucking mansion for twelve years, and then forget how to act like a priss. Man, that was kind of great though." he huffed. "every body else looked like a complete dumbass, all you gotta do is tilt your head up and look down your nose with an aloof expression. Also confidence" back to the story. "this guy was walking down the hallway and two of my classmates ran forwards, somebody yelled in alarm and I reacted. Do not underestimate some of the girls, they can kick ass I tell you" Gon nodded, "Hinano can climb a tree pretty well-" he cut him off because that wasn't important right now. "so I shoved the two idiots back, and got this poisonous gas in my face"

Killua shifted a bit, "I told everybody I held my breath but I sure as hell didn't, it actually affected me a bit. My limbs were a little slow, you know sometimes I'm grateful for the hell I was put through when I was younger or I'd have been immobilized right then and there like Karasuma was from inhaling a small amount" then he bit his lip. "remember Jonas the dissector?" Gon nodded. "Yeah, he was that guy from trick tower who had really strong hands, he could crush rocks with them." he rubbed the back of his head, "well I came across someone else with that kind of strength, he was standing between us and the antidote so I tried to take him out..." Gon blinked, "you ripped his heart out in a matter of seconds, it couldn't be too hard right?" he huffed, "this man wasn't a random ass prisoner, he was a trained assassin. I had the same thought you did an underestimated him, then..." he slipped off one of his stockings and revealed the bandage, then unwrapped it to show the fucked up skin. Gon's eyes widened, "holy crap, he was that fast?"

He nodded, "I got out as quick as I could and retreated. Karma ended up fighting him instead, he's annoying as hell but he's also pretty clever" then he sighed. "I told everybody that I got out in time, that it wasn't broken" Killua winced slightly, "it was sure as hell broken, the bone itself got crushed a little, definitely not a clean snap" Gon winced as well, "Damn, one of the times your thankful for having a med kit" he chuckled a little. "oh and, when he outwitted Jonas 2.0, he started shoving shit up his nose after he was tied up" Gon winced again, "Oh god" he snickered. "gave him some of my emergency spice bottle and he started fucking screaming, Karma put about 20 pellets in" his eyes widened, "is he still alive?" Killua shrugged to that, "no damn clue, but I stood up and bit back the pain. I was on a fucking mission, a broken leg and a little bit of poison gas wouldn't stop me" Gon snorted, "like that one time you got your hands all purple and messed up, but you still kept going" he shot Gon a small glare. "excuse me? That was your fault. You said 'Killua's the only one who can hold the ball for me', your stubborn as hell" but I guess... that's one of the things I like about you.

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To be continued...

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