Two Rivers: Beginnings

Reunion X Parting X Kiss?

CENTRAL MANSION

Killua enthusiastically packed his things and ran to the door. He didn't know what his father was thinking... or planning, but he was happy all the same. He was going to see them again soon: His friends.

His Friends...

He smiled at the mere thought.

He gleefully ran towards the corridor, but then-

BANG!

The door opened- so strongly that there was a gust of wind. It didn't take long for his very frantic mother and cross-dressing little brother to appear out-of-nowhere.

"Where are you going?" His mother exclaimed.

"Out." He said as a-matter-of-factly, and mechanically passed her. Kikyo clenched her fist in annoyance and started yelling- which, of course, he ignored. He instead, let his eyes meet with his Kalluto's. The boy flinched.

"I'll be going now."

"Nii-sama... you're going with her?" Kalluto asked monotonously, automatically remembering her cheeky face. That girl was going to take his brother away- and it made him wonder even more why he stopped Mike from eating her alive in the first place. They would not have this kind of problem if he thought logically at the time.

Kalluto was pulled out of his trance by his brother's stern stare. "I will." he stated, answering his question. "She's my friend."

"Friend..." Kalluto repeated, and Killua smiled at him- making him flinch. He had never seen his brother make such an expression. The only one who he saw smile like that occasionally, when something amusing happened, were his father and grandfather Silva.

A voice suddenly echoed through his head.

"You can always follow his footsteps, you know..."

His daze was cut off (again) by Killua patting his head. The older boy turned around, and for a moment, Kalluto wanted to follow. But Kalluto couldn't do that to his mother. He just couldn't. And so all he could do was watch his brother walk to the door and leave them behind. He readied himself to listen passively at his mother's desperate shouts.

"C-Come back here, young man!" She yelled at Killua getting him to whip his head to her. Killua was going to see Gon and the others, they were right there in his backyard– and he was not willing to waste any more time with his mother's useless nagging.

"No." he said decisively letting out a glare that made his own mother freeze in terror. Killua sighed and immediately continued his way away from them and shut the door, leaving Kikyo there crying in a mix of despair and pride that her son had become much powerful than ever before.

But that didn't mean she was going to allow Killua to go just like that.

She turned her head to the large door leading to her husband's room, and glared at it. She was determined to give her bastard of a husband a piece of her mind.

"How could y-"

A pinky found its way inside one of a bulky man's earlobe.

Silva ignored his wife's rants and just stared at the door that Killua had just used. It was amazing how much that child grew, and mused that it must have been that girl's was that, but there were other things his boy got influenced on. Although... admittedly, he didn't dislike her. For while it was true that such emotions would only hinder Killua on his job as an assassin, they would help give him the enthusiasm he needed.