My Happiest Year - Killugon

Chapter 2: Then and After

(A/N- Not the same time as Killua in the past chapter! This is further in time, and Gon is now 17.)

Gon's POV:

I shot out of bed. Instinctively, my hands reached up and covered my ears. I paused, and slowly removed the weighted blanket that had not been doing such a good job at "keeping him in place as he slept," as the box said. I couldn't help but thrash in my sleep today, and I wasn't sure why. I looked outside.

Ah, that's it. It's... a thunderstorm. Whenever I'd have a bad dream or have a lot on my mind, I could just look out at the clear night sky and it'd be over. But tonight it was raining, and there was lightning.

I used to have no problems with the weather. But after many breakdowns during storms, I was a bit traumatized, and it made me sick. Whenever I heard a loud bang, I'd be restless, and I would just cover my ears and pray for it to pass on quickly. I can't stand it when things are too loud. Nevertheless, I waited for the next strike and flinched.

"1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9..." I lost count but then I heard the terrifying bang the next strike. The lightning was many miles away, but sounded like it was so close. I don't know the state of people over there, and I can only imagine how their homes and families are being affected. It reminded me of Killua.

Whale Island doesn't get too many thunderstorms, but when it does, I just can't sleep. I never realized it had a connection to my best friend. Of course, the first reason was because of his nen ability, and how it had to do with electricity and lightning. But everything else the lightning makes him think of is the opposite. Back when they were together, Killua was always right next to him. Always supporting him, by his side.

But yet... he felt as if he were miles away. Killua wouldn't open up to his feelings, and I couldn't even help him when I was the one that hurt him. I thought that by splitting up I'd feel better, I could forgive myself for what I'd done. But no amount of repenting made me feel like he ever felt comfortable. I once heard him tell Bisky that he felt he wasn't worthy of being my friend. And since then, I picked up on some things I hadn't before. The way he would only walk behind me. All I wanted then was to tell him I wanted to walk side by side. Together. I was the one who wasn't worthy... I couldn't even tell how he felt.

I stayed awake until morning, having too much to think about to sleep. I didn't know what was wrong with me. After an all-nighter, Aunt Mito knocked at my door at around 8:00.

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Third Person POV:

"Gon... Are you ok? You're usually up by now. I prepared a bath for you." When she got no answer, Mito opened the door to see Gon still staring out the window, looking lost, and like he hadn't slept a wink.

"Gon?" Slowly, he turned around and smiled back at her.

"Thank you. I'll go soon." She walked out of the room and closed the door softly behind her, still leaning back on it. He got his phone from the charging port, and started to type a new message.

Greetings! No, that wasn't it. Maybe just a "hi"? Sigh. Why was just typing a message so hard? It wasn't like I haven't talked to him before...

He managed to write, "Hello Killua! I've missed you... I'd really like to see you again." Gon's finger was trembling over the "send" button, before he stopped. He was about to delete it, when Mito called him again.

"Gon! The water is gonna get cold!" ...I can't. Maybe next time. Slightly frustrated with himself, he threw the phone down on his pillow. Gon layed down and stared up at his ceiling, before covering his eyes with his arm.

"Killua..." He murmured. He stayed there for a few seconds before reluctantly throwing off his jacket and ran out the door. Mito came in shortly after to get Gon's dirty clothes, and noticed his phone, still unlocked on his bed. She went over to charge it, but stopped when she saw the unsent message on the bright phone screen. She smiled, and slowly pressed the "send" button.

Tens of hundreds of miles away, Killua received a text while eating dinner with his siblings. The table was usually quite loud, but he stopped mid-sentence. He clicked the text with quivering fingers. Immediately, his face flushed bright pink. It looked like he had been someone with an extreme temperature, and due to his pale skin, he can't hide the way he blushes. The words "I miss you" kept ringing over and over in his brain. So he hadn't forgotten about him. Killua wanted to get up and scream, nothing had made him happier in ages.

"Big brother? What's going on?" Alluka looked at him worriedly, and the entire table stared inquisitively back at him, before he leaned his head back against the chair and let out a relieved laugh, releasing a breath he didn't realize he was holding.

"Alluka... I'm going to Whale Island."

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(A/N Hello! This chapter was really short so I'll try my best not to disappoint with the next one. Drink water~)

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