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XXVII

This time—Gon had it all figured out. He knew what he had to do and the time frame within he had to do it.

"Your house is literally, right next to mine." Gon mumbled awestruck at the discovery. He stared at the halfway burned mansion. "It's just on another wavelength."

"Yep." Killua confirmed, pushing some rumble out the way. "I've really been watching over you. You think I'd joke about that?"

"No." Gon shoved his hands in his pockets. His fingers ran over the emergency device, turning it on. "That's why I have to do this. You don't play around."

The boy's white hair bounced as he nodded. "You're doing the right thing." He lead them to the basement door. "Staying with me." His pale hand ran over the chilly knob. "But our family has an invader, that I'm going to take care of." His hand clutched the knob, squeezing it in frustration. "I won't kill him."

"Are you talking about Hisoka?"

"I'll just beat him to a bloody pulp. Just enough to ensure, Illumi comprehends the pain he put us through."

"Revenge isn't the answ-"

"IT WAS NEVER SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THIS! You weren't supposed to see this."

Gon put his hand on top of Killua's. "This side of you?" His eyebrow raised doubtfully.

Killua opened up the door, turning his head shamefully. "Something like that." It was hard to verbalize how he felt. He feared that if he spoke it into existence, it would become undeniable.

Reality was only as real as anyone accepted it.

Sanity was only obtained by how much you wanted it; Insanity was given at birth and harbored in the darkness until unleashed. They went hand in hand, but one always had to prevail over the other.

They walked inside in silence.

Gon's eyes searched for any other signs of life. "Where are Alluka and Kalluto?" He caught sight of the tv and messy blankets laying on the sofa.

Killua let out an unhappy hum, "Sacrifices." He calmly placed the groceries on the kitchen counter.

A horrified expression came on Gon's face. He stared at Killua in disbelief, "What...WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN?" He motioned to the phone in his pocket, "You were talking to them weren't you?"

Killua's lashes fluttered, his cold blue orbs seemed to shoot bullets in Gon's soul. 'I didn't plan for Illumi or Hisoka to here!'

"So wh-?" Gon's words got cut off by a loud scream. He paused and darted his eyes over to Killua. "That sounded like Alluka."

Killua shrugged. "My little lambs betrayed me." He drummed his fingers on the counter, "So they will take what they are given."

Gon gawked, "What's the matter with you? Did you forget why you did all this!?"

"No." Killua insisted. He pushed down the terrible feeling  in his stomach. "They disobeyed and have to face consequences. They didn't want to be with me." A pissy expression flashed on his face. "So...I gave them back to Illumi."

Another loud shriek filled the basement. The sound made a few bolts of lightning illuminate Killua's arms.

Gon tutted, "Look at yourself. You still care about them." He grabbed Killua's pale hand, "You...can be honest with me. Ya know?" His brown eyes flickered endearingly. "You can tell me the truth about everything."

Killua tensed up, "Why should I tell you what you already know?"

Gon kissed his cheek, 'One of us needs to do better communication wise.' He pulled away from him. "You're right. If I go you'll follow."