Who I Am

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Hey yall, so im discontinuing like, all my gonkillu books, i grew up and matured from that, and its just not me anymore, they were rushed and childish, and barely get attention, soo, hope yall understand, but ill continue this chapter on where i left off and there will be no further updates.


A/N

FROM NOW ON, WHEN LIKE IF KILLUA'S FAMILY IS BROUGHT UP OR A FLASHBACK OF THEM TALKING, AND LIKE THE WORDS ARE SLANTED/ITLAIC, ITS KILLUA'S LIKE, THOUGHTS OR INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS

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Johnathan was all walking beside Killua, as they were all huddled up together in the crowded city.

It was Hispanic Heritage month, more people were out, and festivals were held left in right. There was merchants selling food and produce.

Killua's left eye twitched at the constant bickering from Gon and Johnathan.

Gon grabbed Killua's right arm, pulling him towards a Tobacco store.

"Yo! Gon! Nooo! You already bought cigarettes last trip." Johnathan screeched, running after the two.

Gon had an addiction, he was slowly getting better at it, but he's still trying.

Gon let go of Killua as they entered the place, as new scents flaring up Killua's nostrils.

"Yo.. Killua, dont mind him. He had a bad past, and let him get a whiff of the leaf aroma sticks, he'll go mad if he doesnt get them." Johnathan, lowered his voice.

Killua raised a brow.

Ever since Killua was "saved" by them, nobody heard him speak ever since, but Gon.

"Gon's father was a dick, Gon used to smoke his fathers mary j and cigarettes on a daily, he'd go through more than fifty packs a day."

"And, in highschool, We convinced Gon to take it slow, and he went down to 20, and now, he gets only ten packs every trip to the city. We're trying to convince him to stop, so we're all routing on it. Maybe I can give you some on his past later. Damn he's lucky his lungs are good."

Johnathan picked up a pack of marijuana.

"But didnt yo-" Killua covered his mouth quickly, Johnathan dropping the bag and began squealing.

"Your. First. Words. OH MY GOSH! GON HE DONE IT!"

Gon peeked around the corner with a confused look.

"He spoke! He spoke!"

Johnathan jumped up and down, running up to Gon.

Killua picked up the bag of marijuana and walked over to them.
Killua eyed Gon, top to bottom. Gon did the same.

"You spoke again?"  Gon asked, snatching the marijuana from Killua.
"And what the fuck are you doin' with this?" Gon eyed the bag, carefully.

"Its.. Not mine, it was his." Killua whispered, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear.

"Johnathan, why would you hand him this, this stuff is bad for him." Gon hushed, with a slightly flushed face, handing the bag to John.

"Umm.. You do it too?" Killua asked. 

Johnathan started at the two, before walking away.

"Who told you that?" Gon asked, pulling Killua.

Killua's eye twitched, now from the ignorance Gon showed. Killua felt his hand, and eyebrow beginning to twitch as he thought more about his question.

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