He tapped on his desk to get Momo's attention and she glanced over with a confused expression. He smirked, then threw the pencil like a dart, sticking too one of the balls on Mineta's head. He yelped, then took one look at his face and ran off. Momo gave him a grateful smile. "thanks" he nodded, "that pervert won't leave the other girls alone" suddenly he heard yelling outside. Killua walked over and saw that the blondie, 'Kacchan', was yelling at Midoria. He was about to go down there and fold him when he saw the pained look in his eyes. I'm not getting involved in that, I don't even care about Midoria anyways! He left the school, and managed to run into Midoria again on his way out. "oh hey..." Killua noticed he seemed to be kind of distracted. "I don't know what he said to you, but don't let him push you around" he then looked up, still seemingly lost in thought. "why do you care so much?"
He paused. Why do I care? "you know what? I actually don't know" although deep inside he did know, he was achingly similar to Gon, from the personality to the hair. I can't fight it either, I feel like I want to protect him just like I want to protect Gon. He was trying to hold onto the closest thing he had to his best friend, even if it was unwarranted. Midoria seemed to see through his answer because he looked skeptical. I need someone to talk to, or else I might... he sighed, breaking himself out of that thought. "you remind me of someone very close to me" Killua slipped out his picture of Gon and looked away, shoving it into his face. Midoria stopped and took it, but he picked up his speed to try to get away before he broke again. Why did I think I could ever try to talk out my emotions? He skated into a random alleyway before he let himself cry again.
Killua sobbed for a few minutes before collecting himself. He stood up and opened his bag, trying to soothe his damaged heart with soul embracing chocolate. It's not good enough, I need something sweeter. He dropped the chocolate bar wrapper and went back to his apartment, slowly slipping on a slightly faded blue crop top and a white skirt, every skirt he owned had sewed in shorts. He also put on some white stockings because they were cute. He skated over to the sweets café and walked in, as soon as he sat down the waiter that always served him came over to his table. "Triple Chocolate Delight?" he nodded, "but can I get two?" he paused for a second, before adding another cake to the order. Killua sighed as the waiter walked away, resting his head in a hand. A lot of shit happened today. Actually, the past couple days had been very eventful.
He paid the waiter and gave him an extra 5 bucks as a tip, then started to slowly start on his first cake. There's nothing I can do to get Gon to come sooner, I just have to wait. But waiting was frustrating, he hated to wait. Sure, Killua could deal with it usually but this was Gon he was waiting on. What is freedom without Gon? He took a particularly large bite and chewed slowly, not incredibly fast like he usually did. It was probably unhealthy that he relied on cake and candy to relieve his sadness, but talking was out of the question. It took him a whole 8 minutes to finish his first cake, then he started on the second one lazily without stopping. The chocolate did make him feel a little better, but it couldn't fill the hole in his heart. He halfheartedly took another bite, they were starting to get smaller and smaller as he went on.
Killua was almost halfway done with his cake when someone sat down at his booth. "I'm not in the mood for your shit Den- oh. It's you" he looked up to see that Jiro was across from him. "well, you seemed kind of down" he sighed. "I'm not in the mood to talk right now" she took out her phone and set it on the table. "how about I play music instead?" I guess it wouldn't hurt. He nodded, and Jiro pressed the play button. He listened to 3 songs before pausing with the fork halfway to his mouth.
"get out your guns, battles begun
are you a saint, or a sinner?
if loves a fight, than I shall die
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FanfictionKillua's head hurt. He sat up with a groan, looking around and then shielding his eyes at the intense brightness. Where the hell am i? he noticed that he was in a city. Yorknew? No, it wasn't Yorknew. Suddenly he heard muttering and he glanced over...