Killua Meets Class 3-E

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The next day Killua had made more of that putty, then mashed it together so it was half the size of his fist. It was satisfying to make bubbles with it than pop it, it sounded just like bubble gum. He also bought a container for it to go in, labeling it 'metallic emerald putty' but in Nen letters he said something else. 'anti octopus putty' the thing fit perfectly into his pocket. He also brought another bag for BBs in his backpack, as well as his gun and a single yoyo. You might be wondering, 'how the hell does all that fit without the bag ripping?' the answer is simple, he infused it with Nen. Now, keeping things like that constantly infused with his own Nen meant he had to come back to it every now and again to reinforce it. The timeframe could span from a few days to a week, so he usually redid it somewhere in the middle. Perfect, ready to go.

"1, 2, 3, 4-" Killua was swinging one of those fake knives with the rest of the class. It was too damn easy, he ended up using Ren to make it slightly more exerting. In his internal complaining, he didn't notice the students attacking his P.E teacher until a little late. He said something about technique and he huffed. They don't know how to use a damn knife, their just swinging it around. At that point he stopped listening, his eyes went over to the sand castle Korosensei made. That's kind of irritating. I wanna knock it down. He paused his drills, earning him a curious look from a few students. He discreetly picked up a loose rock and chucked it at the sand castle. He put his hands behind his head with a monotone expression, looking the other way. A few students tried to hide their snickering as Korosensei yelled, then tried to scold whoever did it. Heheh.

He nearly groaned when he heard what they were doing for P.E stabbing, dodging, correct use of firearms. Novice level shit. He slid the green knife into one of his pockets, the one with the putty container. He sensed a new presence and glanced over at some red head he'd never seen before. Killua locked eyes with him for a few moments, before breaking eye contact as the bell rang. He was walking over in the direction of the school, which just happened to be in the red head's direction. "Nagisa, sup. It's been a while" he looked up to see that the red head had what looked like strawberry milk in his hands. "Ah, you must be the famous Korosensei" he said, strolling over with a hand in his pocket. They had a whole conversation he didn't listen to, then he held his hand out. I can sense his subtle bloodlust, I have a feeling this guy's not exactly normal.

As expected, Korosensei went to shake his hand. The tentacle exploded pretty much, and there was a squelching noise. Clever, maybe Octobitch isn't as smart as he seems to be. He dodged a swing and the red head laughed. "you are fast aren't ya. And who'd have thought these knives actually work?" Killua took a little bit of interest in him. He's a little crazy, kind of like me and Gon. At the thought of Gon his 'good' mood dimmed. He quickly activated Zetsu and slipped into the classroom, before covering his face to hide the silent tears. Damn it... I miss you. He let himself cry for a few moments, before he heard footsteps. At that point he wiped his face and put on a monotone expression, settling back in his chair with his hands behind his head. My problems are my own, nobody else needs to be involved.

The next day he had done more experiments, and made his own knife. It wasn't very pretty, but he did it. Killua accomplished this by using his own knife's chemical reaction on it until it turned into a rubbery substance, it hardened just like the other green knives but it wasn't in the right shape. But it's still progress. He also made a lightning bolt shaped blue anti rock thing. He was still working on names, but he had also discovered that when ingested by a raccoon it has no effect. It was a pain in the ass getting the raccoon, then forcefully shoving the puttylike substance in its mouth. Then he had to hold it in place for about thirty minutes to see what would happen. As he was making his way to the school, he sensed someone and glanced up to see that the red head was hanging out in front. He was just going to ignore him when he raised a hand, "yo, name's Karma" he stopped, then blinked. "Killua" because it would be downright rude not to respond to that.

Suddenly Karma grinned, "I saw you destroy the Octopus's sand castle, that was hilarious" Killua said nothing, just slipped a blueberry lollipop in his mouth. "not much of a talker ay?" he said, as Killua started walking again. Karma took out a knife and started to flip it around like a toy, Killua took note of his easy handling. It's almost like he's held a knife before. Although, was it really that hard to believe? He kept pace with Killua as they walked, which was kind of irritating. "you know, you're pretty short for a 15 year old-" he stiffened slightly, which was not unnoticed by the older red haired teen. "I'm not fucking short" he muttered, picking up the pace a little. Karma followed him into the classroom, taking a seat next to his at the back. Great. We're fucking seat buddies.

He had been sitting there for no more than two minutes when a big ass spider about 5 inches too big appeared on his desk. Killua yelped, then did the first thing that came to mind. He whipped his knife out and stabbed it. Damn it, I hate bugs. He took a few breaths, then flicked the dead body off with the tip. "Woah, is that a real knife?" his eyes snapped over to Karma, who looked intrigued. Forgot he was there damn it. "so what if it is" he said in a low tone, before cleaning it. "I also noticed you don't wear the school uniform, why is that?" he shot a glare over at him. "fuck off nosy ass strawberry" he smirked a little at his slightly injured expression. "I was just trying to make friends little dove" he stiffened. The fuck did he just call me? Killua relaxed his muscles, then slipped his knife back into his pocket. "friends are overrated, they get in the way" he spat, turning away to hide his expression. I don't believe that anymore, but the person I want most isn't here. What point is there making friends with anyone else?

Korosensei was punching the wall. It wasn't with much force, but it made an annoying squishing sound. He was trying to concentrate on his fucking quiz and was nearly at his limit. He could barely understand half the words, eventually someone told him to shut up and got him to stop. Then he overheard some of the guys talking to Karma and held in a snicker. What's that Octopus gonna do? Those weak ass tentacles can't do much damage. Korosensei tried to tell them off but Karma said he was already done, then proceeded to pull out a 'Gelato' which just looked like ice cream to him out of somewhere. Killua's eyes snapped to the strawberry treat and his mouth watered. I want that. He quickly guessed his last few answers and watched as Kurosensei got mad because it had been his. "didn't have your name on it, just found it chilling in the teacher's lounge" then he gave Killua a wink. Please tell me that's not flirting. I swear to fucking god I will stab him if that's what it is.

Karma must have just noticed how intensely he was staring though, his brain was going wild trying to get a plan. BBs on the floor, Korosensei won't notice them when he's so mad. As expected, Korosensei walked over with a red face. He paused as his tentacles exploded, then Karma pulled out a gun. He started laughing as he shot off bullets, the cone still in his other hand. Killua activated Zetsu, than snuck around the back of Korosensei with a fake knife in his hands. The other students seemed like they were excited, probably because this was his first 'assassination attempt'. Little do they know, I'm not after the kill. "wow, that's twice in one day teach" he saw korosensei sweatdrop. Karma walked forward with his gun still out. "I'm gonna keep pulling the same old tricks-" he just kept talking until he had the gun on his chest. Wait for it, he's occupied and doesn't see me. Neither Karma or Korosensei had noticed him, though the rest of the class had most definitely.

Then he raised the Gelato and Killua made his move, darting in and swapping the cone for the knife. Less than a second later he was walking away and licking the Gelato as both Karma and Korosensei paused, looking at him. Karma seemed impressed and disappointed at the same time, Korosensei looked angry again. "Killua! That's my Gelato!" he smirked, then bit into it and took nearly half. "not anymore" the octopus tried to move closer so he scattered BBs on the ground like Karma did, Korosensei paused with an irritated expression. He could only watch as Killua finished his precious Gelato. The entire class also watched in silence, and he saw Karma smirk a little as he sat back down. Then he tossed his quiz to the teacher and finished his point, before leaving the room. A few students tried to tell him off for not assassinating him, but he ignored them. Instead Killua ate his delicious strawberry treat, crunching down the cone as well. This Karma kid sure does make life interesting.

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To be continued...