Criminal Love (Killugon)

Chapter 1 - Feared By All

(Ahead of time warning for if any younger ones decided to read despite it being put on mature: Guns, smoking and hurting people is bad. )

(Killua's POV)

"Killua Zoldyck, 19 years old, most feared man alive. Has killed thousands." The man in front of me that I call my father said as he slapped down a wanted poster with my face on it. He smiled and gave me a high five. "Exactly what I expected from you son." He says, grinning. I sit in my seat, feet up on the table. "So, what's the mission?" I ask, looking at him with a glare. "I know you only say this stuff when you want something." I finish, slipping on my black gloves. "You know me too well. I want you to clear out a apartment building here." He puts his finger on the map on the table. "Don't you know there's millionaires living in there? It'll be dangerous." I say, looking at my father. "And since when did you care?" Father replies and I grin. "Since never of course. This will be interesting. Lately I've just had to deal with level one guys. It's a nice change of pace." I spoke, standing up and walking out of the building.

I walk out of the black and dark building then pull a hoodie over my white hair. I call up my driver. "Kurapika, come pick me up." I said into my phone. Normally you'd think that the government would be spying on me through my phone but I have a special type of phone that only myself and anyone I allow to can access. "You really got to learn how to drive Killua." Kurapika respond, hanging up. Two minutes later Kurapika pulled up in a black limo. "Get in." He said, flashing his sunglasses. I got in the back seat and he took me over to the building.

(Once they arrived)

Stepping out of the car I look at the apartment. 'looks like a five star one' I thought, sliding my gun into my sleeve. "Time to go" I said to myself but Kurapika heard me too. "No shit, Sherlock." Kurapika said, a completely calm voice but kinda hilarious at the same time. "Shut up, femboy." I responded. "Whatever, closeted gay. I'm going to go now." Kurapika said, driving off. "You bitc-" I started but Kurapika had already drove off.

I sighed and walked into the building. I walked into the room and there was a bunch of people in there. I took out of knife and a second later everyone in the room was dead as I put the knife back in my pocket. I walk up the stairs and find a room with a bunch of people in it drunk or just asleep.

I hear a scream from around the corner and rush over to see a boy with his eyes closed hands over his head on the ground that looked close to my age and a man standing over him. The man had a broken bottle and looked to be drunk. "You useless little brat!" He screamed, a upset voice. He was about to hit the boy again with the bottle but I grabbed his arm, stopping him. I don't know why but it just felt like a should, besides I hate abusive people. I stabbed his eyes out and he fell to the floor.

The boy that looked a bit younger then me opened his eyes and looked up at me and then the dead man. With no fear in his eyes he asked "What's your name?" as he looked at me. I looked down at him and got a closer look at him. Chocolate brown eyes, black hair with green highlights that defies gravity and blood dripping down his forehead. Something told me this boy was different and I shouldn't kill him so I decided to reply. "Killua." I said, expecting him to immediately run in fear but he just stared at me and then smiled with not a single hint of fear. "That's such a pretty name. I'm Gon, Gon Freecss." He said, taking his hands off his head. "Thank you for helping me..." He said and I blushed. 'Is it even possible to be this cute?' I thought then I hit myself in the head. 'What am I thinking?!' I extended my hand out to him. "No problem, now come with me." I said, he took my hand and stood up. I walked through all the dead bodies with him but didn't sense any fear. 'Is this boy crazy?' I asked myself. 'How could he trust someone like me... Everyone is afraid of me...' I thought, confused. "Killua?" He said and I turned around. "What is it?" "I don't have anywhere to go... Can I stay with you?" He asked, looking up at me. I blushed. "You idiot! Sure..." I replied, looking away in embarrassment. "Yay!" Gon says, hugging me from behind. "Baka!" I spoke, embarrassed. "I'll just carry you." I pick him up bridal style and hopped off the tenth floor, landing carefully. Gon gasps in shock. "That was so cool, Killua!" I blushed even more and started walking to the front of the building. "Shut up, baka." I said, concerned I would show emotion if he complimented me one more time.

I texted Kurapika and a few minutes he pulled up in a black limo. "Hey bitches." He said, smirking. "Shut up used Q tip." I replied getting in the back and putting Gon next to me who seemed to be in wow at the limo. Kurapika started driving, still smirking. "So who's this? Another hostage?" He asked and Gon looked concerned. "Does he look like one? He's just a guest." I replied and Gon smiled at me, holding onto my arm. 'cute...' I think, smiling slightly. "I don't know, he could probably fetch a high price on the black market-!" Kurapika said, laughing. "We aren't going to sell him Armin knockoff." I said, cutting him off. "Whatever old man hair. Gon laughed at both of us with the cutest laugh I've ever heard in my life- what the hell am I thinking.

Kioko: That's it-

Killua: Shut up and end these thoughts about how perfect Gon is-

Kioko: Never ❤️

Killua: Curse you.

Kioko: Anyways, please star the chapter, follow me and have a great day!

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