Disconnect (HunterxHunter) [Killua x OC Gon x OC]

That Letter

Disconnect

Chapter 2

That Letter

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Why did you?

You were thrown

Look, it aches

It bleeds blankly

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The raven-haired teenage boy dashed his way up the street and on every turn he took. His attention was divided between the street and his uniform. His feet were dedicated to getting to his friend's dormitory, while his eyes and hands clumsily buttoned his blazer. The shoulder bag strapped diagonally across his torso dangled heavily with every step and jump, making his multi-tasking harder. After making sure his uniform is all neat, he moved to taking a bite on the sandwich he kept in his bag. This was a usual scenario. He purposely woke up late, so he would have to rush getting to school on time. Instead of taking the train, he enjoyed the little challenge of running ten kilometres everyday to school. His Aunt Mito had tried talk him out of this habit, but he was stubborn. In the end, she had given up and had simply wished him a safe journey.

After skidding on his last turn, he slowed down. He brightened as he saw a familiar figure. Leaning against the stone fence of the dormitory was his best friend. His hair was still as messy as ever; there was not a single attempt to soothe his bed hair. He also left his uniform unbuttoned again, revealing the plain white shirt underneath. Though the disciplinary committee imposes the proper way to wear the uniform, he could not care less. He did not want anyone controlling him. Without being able to do anything, the administration simply dismissed it as a sign that he is at the peak of his rebellious age, and that it would eventually fade.

"Not too early nor too late," Killua greeted upon Gon's arrival, while raising an arm.

Gon sighed in defeat. "I should have run faster. I was hoping to get here at least ten minutes earlier than I used to," he muttered in dismay.

Leaving the fence with his hands in his pockets, Killua smoothly slid past Gon. "The school year has just started. If you continue sulking, I'll take first place again today," he called out in a taunting yet encouraging tone as he began sprinting to school.

"Ah! No fair!" Gon complained once he regained his composure and rushed to catch up to Killua.

Once again, their little race to school began. They had less than four minutes to cover a distance of five kilometres. "Killua, I met Sena-san again yesterday," Gon admitted, gulping. He prepared for Killua's outburst.

Killua picked his pace to block Gon's way in a heartbeat. Leaning forward and frowning in astonishment, Killua roared, "You what?!" Chuckling awkwardly, Gon stopped in his tracks. "Even after I told you to stay away!"

"We just coincidentally met at the train station," Gon explained, scratching the back of his head. He knew Killua was dissatisfied with his answer, especially when he coined in the word 'coincidentally'. Though, it was the truth this time around, Killua had been put through with coincidences that were not so coincident. "She didn't do anything like torture me. I swear!" he nervously explained further.

Narrowing his icy orbs, Killua raised an eyebrow. Withdrawing a little, he crossed his arms tightly. "Then what did the monkey do?" he interrogated with every hint of suspicion in his voice.

"Nothing," Gon responded in a beat. "We just talked a bit; that's all. She wasn't as dangerous as you make her out to be."

Killua shook his head in disappointment mixed with concern. "Gon, you have to realize that this is a trap. Once she has you at her mercy, she'll eat you whole!"