I'd Remember a Face like Yours (GonKillu)

The Ashes

The Ending??

"...and that's the truth", or as well he could remember anyways it started fifteen years ago, his memory was a little bit shaking. There were probably a few details missed here and there but none important enough to strain himself to remember, this was the end after all. But at least everything was out in the open now, no one was left in the dark.

He felt like he had been going on for hours, but the day had been quite gloomy from the very beginning so he didn't know how late it was now but he had a hunch it was early evening. The time in the room had stopped but everything else continued to march on.

The amber eyes watched as the omega looked at the photograph quietly, likely absorbing the information slowly. It was a lot for one person to take in especially if it pertains to said person but they have no recollection of the string of events. It was hard to believe for many therefore Gon had already prepared himself to be called a liar.

So it didn't come as a surprise, when the words escaped from the soft lips, "you're a liar". The man must admit it was extremely difficult to remain calm after being called such a thing. He had been threatened at knifepoint, sat there, and told important pieces of his past, most of it containing Killua's as well, it was a waste of breath. Though he did shoulder some of the blame he wasn't the kindest person to the new resident and that is without a doubt contributed to a part of it.

"What do I gain from lying?", the alpha had given his spouse full permission to cut his short, he even wrote a message saying it. So it would serve as no benefit to come up with an elaborate story. The reason being what, pity. He could laugh at the thought, he didn't need such an emotion sprinkled over him, especially from his soon-to-be killer.

Waiting patiently for a response that he didn't receive. The blue orbs were still stuck to the picture of the two of them as children. Sometimes while the story was being told, the smaller teen had placed the weapon in his lap and occupied his hands with the snapshot of the past. He had been in that very position for a while, the pale legs pulled up crisscrossed each foot under each other's thigh. The loose gown he wore rolled up exposing flesh from his feet to his upper thigh. His face was coated with layers of concentration, so much so that the king doesn't think the ocean eyes left the image once since he had started speaking.

The younger of two tried to wrap his head around everything he had been told. No way in hell that this man who had been so cruel to him had such a loving side that he could be considered Killua's first real love, of course, he loved his family but to think that he might've loved him even more than most of them was mind-blowing. Within a few hours of meeting the other boy, he had warmed up to him and within a couple of days, he was ready to go away with him, impossible. It had taken him about two weeks to warm up to Alluka, even that was considered impressive.

Finally ripping his eyes away from the image he looked down at his chest where the pendant dangled freely. Taking a moment to stare at the object, trying to trigger anything but to no avail. Though out of everything the man had told him, it was the only one with definite proof. It was possible it didn't quite happen the way Gon had told him, but it was blatantly obvious the necklace was a gift.

A gift Killua treasured for whatever reasons, even now after all the recent misfortunes that had come his way, he still wore it day in and day out. Wondering to himself, did the thing even work in the first place? It landed him here, in this place, in this situation, this was unlucky as it gets; well that's untrue it could be worse but this was pretty damn low.

Slipping the piece of jewelry over his head, and for the first time in the last couple of hours, he looked at the alpha that sat on the opposite side of the desk in front of him. Holding up the pendant in his view, trying to connect the face with the jewel. Squinting his eyes and using all of his brainpower to draw something from within himself.