All it Takes is a Little Something

Chapter 3: Break the Mirrors

Killua's POV

"Big brother. Big brother. Big brother!" Alluka's squeal woke me from my deep pool of thought. She had been pulling on my sleeve, and her lips had been in a straight line, and her eyes wide. "You space out a lot, big brother. Is it because of that girl you told me about?"

I shook my head slightly. "I don't... Know, Alluka. Maybe. I wasn't thinking about y/n."

Alluka knitted her brow, like she was trying to contemplate what I just said, and looked at her lap as she sat on the couch in our apartment. Then she snapped her head up and smiled brightly at me.

"I got it! Take me to see her! I wanna meet her!" She exclaimed.

I was hardly surprised. I figured that Alluka would want to see y/n. After all, I told her how interesting y/n was. She was truly an interesting girl. And a few days ago, she showed signs of how cute she was.

"You wanna meet her, Alluka? Let's go see her." I held my hand out and she grabbed my hand. I lifted her off of the couch, and we headed towards the door.

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Reader's POV

I looked through my contacts on my phone. I had so few contacts, it scared me a little bit... I think being so knowledgeable makes me sort of isolated, huh? I guess that's what geniuses feel like...

All of a sudden, someone shook my shoulders from behind. Startled, I reached for the hands, and tried to flip to idiot. But...

"Ha! You fell for that again!" Killua. I knew it. Kind of, maybe, sort of...

"Killua, you piece of-" I paused when I saw a little girl standing next to him. She had the same blue eyes as him, purplish-black hair, and she was wearing a blue dress that went up to her knees. I couldn't see her feet.

"Are you y/n? You're pretty!" She smiled brightly.

Wait, she said I'm pretty? Am I pretty? Me...? ...

"So, what are ya doing, y/n? Looking at your phone? Lemme see..." Faster than a blink, my phone was gone and into his hands.

"What the-? Hey! Give that back!" I immediately moved to snatch my phone back from him, but he was too fast. The little girl watched over this with a sweet smile on her face.

"Wooow, you have like no contacts." Killua examined the screen, frowning. Then he had the nerve to start typing something in my phone.

"Baka! Don't touch my phone!" I squealed; my voice was higher than I wanted it to be.

"Al...most...done!" He gave me an opening for me to snatch back my phone. I grabbed it from his hands, and looked at the screen to see if he broke anything.

All I saw, was a new contact. It said Killua and Alluka Zoldyck. He added his phone number...?

"Why...?" I whispered, mesmerized.

"Because I gotta be in contact with you more." He just smirked and hugged the little girl, who was probably Alluka Zoldyck.

"She's your sister?"

"Yup. Flesh and all."

I looked at Alluka. This time she had a pleasant smile on her face, as if she was happy for me. ...?

"Since we're here, wanna go to the park or something? It's really close." Killua pointed at a playground behind me.

"Sounds fun." I said smiling. It was a beautiful day, and the park sounded wonderful.

"Let's go then...!"

Alluka set herself on the swing. "Y/n! Couldja push me?!" She kicked her feet happily. I went behind her and pushed her back lightly. She was pushing herself after that. There was a bench near the swing set. Killua sat on it. I walked over there and sat down next to him.

"You really are interesting, y/n." He suddenly spoke up.

"In what way?" I was confused. How was I interesting?

"Alluka befriended you quick. She usually stays away from a person when introduced. The only other person who accomplished to befriend her quickly is my friend, Gon Freecss." He smiled his beautiful smile and closed his eyes, as if reminiscent.

"I don't know about interesting, but-"

"Stop saying things like that." He snapped and glared at me. I reeled back slightly at him, startled. "B-but-"

"Stop denying all the great things about you. I haven't known you your whole life, but I know that you are a wonderful person, capable of doing so many great things, you just don't see it! I can see there's a bunch of mirrors boxing you in, acting as your inhibitions, making you see all the guilt and shame in you've done experienced in your life!"

I was shocked. How can he...? He continued on. "I can see past that mask called your face, it's written all over you! Well, guess what I'll do about it! I'm gonna break all of them! I promise."

A lump appeared in my throat as he said this. He's going to help me? But I don't see anything great about me... Why can't he just forget it?! Why does he have to...!

"Don't cry." Killua's eyes softened, and he put a hand on my shoulder. Cry? I'm not...

It felt like a river was going down my cheeks, and that lump in my throat still existed. Heh, I guess I am crying. So stop it. Stop it, stop it, stop it, STOP IT!

Meanwhile, Killua lifted one finger, still stone-faced, and flicked away the tears. I still couldn't believe I was crying, and stayed still...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time skip by Beatoriche!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Killua and Alluka were with me at my front porch. I had invited them to come inside. I took out my keys and unlocked the door. Three people stepped inside the house.

"Nice place you got here." Killua remarked. Alluka nodded in agreement.

"I keep it clean." I simply said. I placed my keys on the (color) coffee table in front of the couch.

I went upstairs to my room. It was appropriate for my age. I liked it myself, as there was everything inanimate that I needed, really. I looked at the alarm clock. 17:00. Not too early, not too late.

Taking off my shoes, I went back downstairs to my guests. They, (probably Killua) had gotten to the remote and were watching Spongebob. Alluka seemed to be enjoying herself, while Killua just silently watched.

Hearing me come down the stairs, Killua looked over his shoulder and smiled at me. "Ah, y/n. Come sit down, girl!"

"Sure!" I sped up slightly.

It feels real good to have friends over...