Netero was bouncing a ball, telling the three of us about the rules. "Yeah, I'll just watch. I'd rather not." I said, watching Gon get excited over playing. "Are ya scared?" Killua asked, smirking at me. "Scared? I guess so..." I said, not wanting to lie. Killua's smirk faltered, not expecting me to tell the truth.
"Really?" I look towards the wall, not wanting to answer the white-haired boy. "So, let's see. We're scheduled for an 8 am arrival, yes? Well, that's not too bad. You still have 9 hours left. And feel free to use any tactics you want." Netero said, interrupting our conversation. Netero then explains that he'll only defend.
He didn't pinky promise though. I don't believe him. "Huh? That's too easy. It's... barley even a game." Gon said, making me smile a bit. 'I would say something, but I'd rather not. It would be sus if I did either way.' I thought. "Then, why not give it a try and see if you're right?" Netero said, balancing the ball on one finger.
"All we have to do is take the ball?" Killua asks.
"Yes"
"Then, I'll give it a shot." Killua said and started to go in a circle around the old man. I watch intently. It was fascinating to see in person. 'I wonder if I could... nah, that's stupid.' I thought, smacking myself mentally. I finally see multiple Killua's circling Netero. I stare in awe, it was amazing. I've always wondered what it looked like in person.
I now know. "I see a bunch of Killua's!" Gon exclaimed. I only focused my attention on the white-haired boy. 'The rhythm echo... It's really cool!' I thought again, suddenly having sparkles in my eyes. I then watch as Killua charges towards Netero, trying to grab the ball. I knew I liked Killua's character, but I like him even more now.
Watching him try to grab the ball was something else. I basically had sparkles all around me with my eyes showing fascination. And Gon saw right through me. I see him smile at me from the corner of my eye as I watch Killua. "Oh wow!" Gon exclaims, finally back to watching Killua. The albino boy then stops, glaring at the old man.
Obviously, he was having his moment. Speaking to himself in his mind. "Is that all? How disappointing." Netero said, now being a seal by balancing the ball on his nose. "Disappointing? That was awesome..." I said, seeing Killua's head whip in my direction. The albino boy now saw my fascination for his moves.
I wasn't really trying to hide it. I just was having my weeb moment, enjoying the scene. Killua then stares back at the old man, clearly annoyed with him. The boy starts to go for a low kick, hitting his leg as hard as he could. "Ow! His pivot leg!" Gon yells. He sat there for a moment, taking it all in, chuckling to himself.
Then... pain ensued. Killua starts to groan, then starts to scream in pain, jumping around while holding his ankle. I cover my mouth and start to laugh, hearing Gon tell me not to laugh. Killua stops jumping around, only holding his ankle. "Killua! Tag me, tag me!" Gon said, raising his hand. "Come on, it's my turn!"
Killua limps back to us, smacking Gon's hand in the process. Gon then starts to prepare by stretching. I look over at the albino boy who takes a seat next to me. He wasn't really close, but close enough for me to poke his arm. Finally, Gon smacks his face and gets ready to charge at Netero. Gon charges at the old man, only for him to jump up.
Gon hit his head on the ceiling, making me fall back laughing. "Ow!" Gon yells out, holding his poor head. "Idiot! We already know how high you can jump, so you don't have to go all out! Focus!" Killua yells back, throwing his fist in the air like an old lady. I take deep breaths, finally my laughter subsiding.
Killua then crosses his arms, pouting as he said, "You had a chance! He dropped his guard for a second!" I sit back up, looking over to the white-haired boy who was still pouting. 'I should probably leave first... If I go out at the same time as Killua then I would have to witness a murder.' I thought, not wanting to see that.
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Reborn
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