The Sun Also Sets || Killua X Male Reader ||

Meeting Him.

y/n's POV:

The bar is dirty, more than a little run down. If there is ever a cook on duty, he's not here now. I can almost smell the odor of last nights beer and crushed pretzels on the floor. 

"Oh my God, I got the most fucked up thing I been meanin to tell you." My friend Crollo starts, there's four of'em, We're seated around a table near the back of the bar. "Oh Jesus. Here we go."We all let out, On my right sits Feitan, 22,quiet, someone you definitely wouldn't want to tangle with.Finally there is Hisoka, Hisoka listens to Crollo's horror stories with eager disgust. "You guys know my cousin the fucked one?" He reminds us, "Yeah."We affirm, "Well you know how he loves animals right? Anyway, last week he's drivin home..." He pauses to laugh, "What? Come on!"We complain, His trying his best not to laugh"I'm sorry, 'cause you know he, the fuckin guy loves animals, and this is the last person you'd want this to happen to."He continues "Crollo, what the fuck happened?"I say, "Okay. He's driving along and this fuckin' cat jumps in front of his car,and so he hits this cat-" Crollo is really laughing now. "That isn't funny"Feitan comments, "-and he's like 'shit! Motherfucker!'"He continues," And he looks in his rearview and sees this cat  I'm sorry" "Fuckin' Crollo!"I note, "So he sees this cat tryin to make it across the street and it's not looking so good."He informs "It's walkin' pretty slow at this point."Hisoka points out, "You guys are fuckin' sick."Feitan mocks, "So he's like 'Fuck, I gotta put this thing out of its misery' So he gets a hammer"He stops to continue laughing, "OH!CROLLO"We all yell out,

 " anyways he grabs the hammer out of his tool box, and starts chasin' the cat and starts whackin' it with the hammer. You know, tryin' to put the thing out of its misery."Crollo continues "Jesus."I respond, "And all the time he's apologizin to the cat, goin 'I'm sorry.' BANG, 'I'm sorry.' BANG!"He regales, "Like it can understand."Feitan adds, "And this guy comes runnin out of his house and he's like 'What the fuckare you doing to my cat?!' and he's like 'I'm sorry' BANG 'I hit your cat with my truck, and I'm just trying to put it out of it's misery' BANG! And the cat dies. So he's like 'Why don't you come look at the front of the truck.' Cause the other guy's all fuckin flipped out about-" He gets cut off by Hisoka"-Watching his cat get brained." I give Hisoka a look, but He only smiles. "Yeah, so he's like 'Check the front of my truck, I can prove I hit it 'cause there's probably some blood or something" "or a tail"Hisoka adds "ok that's funny" Feitan compliments, "And so they go around to the front of his truck...and there's another cat on the grille."He bursts into laughter, "uh Fuck!"We react, "Is that unbelievable? He brained an innocent cat!BLACKOUT"He finishes to our dismay.

After that Horrible story. I'm sitting in my apartment, walls completely bare. A bed, a small night table and an empty basket adorn the room. A stack of twenty or so library books sit by my bed. flipping through a book at about a page a second. Crollo stands on the porch to my house. His car idles by the curb. I come out and we get in the car. We travel across crowded public housing and onto downtown.Finally, we gaze across the river and onto the great cement domed buildings that make up the Hunter's uni campus.

Killua's Pov: 

The classroom is packed with graduate students and the professor Biskey is at the lectern.Man I miss hanging with my friends, we're supposed to meet at the bar, The chalkboard behind her is covered with theorems. "Please finish McKinley by next month.Many of you probably had this as undergraduates in real analysis. It won't hurt to brush up. I am also putting an advanced fourier system on the main hallway chalkboard"She Informs, Everyone groans. I mean I'm interested to do it, "I'm hoping that one of you might prove it by the end of the semester. The first person to do so will not only be in my good graces, but go on to fame and fortune by having their accomplishment recorded and their name printed in the auspicious 'Hunter Tech.'"Prof. Biskey holds up a thin publication entitled "Hunter Tech." Everyone laughs. "Former winners include Nobel Laureates,world renowned astro-physicists, Field's Medal winners and lowly Hunter professors." More laughs. She's a jokester. "Okay. That is all."She finishes, A smattering of applause. Students pack their bags.