Killua X Reader One Shots

Guilt (Worry Pt. 2)

    Okay so B R $ is just a character that I made up, if they are in the anime or manga it is a complete coincidence! THANK YOU FOR READING, COMMENTING, AND VOTING! WARNING! THIS PART HAS NOT BEEN EDITED!

      As soon as Killua read the note, he tore off running. He knew where that bastard was hiding. He sprinted along the streets in the dirrection of the hideout. It was finally time to kill him. 

(Y/N) POINT OF VIEW

       I was strolling back to the hotel just moments ago and now I'm being carried by a big, ugly, man who reeks of B.O. I tried using nen, but whatever they used to tie me up has blocked it, and I'm blindfolded. Great. How was I supposed to get out of this mess?
     I let my mind try to think of a way to escape, but all my efforts hinged upon a strength I didn't have. I try squirming around a little in the burly man's grasp, but his giant, muscly arm kept that from working. I finally decided my efforts were pointless, and let my body go completely limp. I might as well try to sleep a little, after all I'm getting a free ride to who knows where.
       I didn't even think about the fact that they could have a nen user who could read minds similar to the way one of the Phantom Troupe does until after I fell into a light, half-sleep. I needed to be aware of my surroundings, plus if they think I'm asleep, they might talk. Well that was my thought before my brain decided to remind me that a nen user could possibly read my thoughts or memories. Now I have to figure out some way to tell...

KILLUA'S POINT OF VIEW

       What was happening to (Y/N) right now? Were they hurting her? I had to stop thinking about the worst case scenario. it wasn't going to change the fact that she got captured, and it was partially my fault. Maybe if I has gone after her sooner? If I had gone with her? I could have kept it all from happening. I couldn't stop the thoughts from flowing into my mind as I swept across the streets, snow falling all around me and getting tangled into my hair. Was (Y/n) freezing right now? I bet it's cold where they're keeping her. 

       I ran past everyone as fast as I could without slipping on the snow covered sidewalk. The moon left an eerie glow over the neatly empty streets of York New city. I ran and ran, until I reached that place. The brick walls falling down, ivy growing into the cracks and crevices. As I silently stalked my way closer, I could hear muffled whimpers coming from the worn-down structure. (Y/n). That sick bastard. She was mine and he was hurting her. 

      Filled with hatred and anger, I burst through the fragile brick, where I saw (Y/n) laying in a corner, coated in a thin layer of crimson. I was going to kill him. He was going to die, and it was his own fault. I started to look around the grimy area, not a single person was to be found. It was too perfect. I cautiously approached (Y/n), until I heard another whimper. It didn't come from the body in the corner, but rather from behind me. I turned to see (Y/n), the real (Y/n), covered in blood and draped over the shoulder of a masked man. Her beautiful, (h/c) locks were matted with the gooey red substance coming from multiple wounds. She was barely conscious.    

        The scene before me made me crack, and before I knew what I was doing I had moved to rip out the mysterious figure's heart. For a bulky man, he was quick. He moved (y/n)'s body as a shield. Before I could stop myself I left a cut on her arm. Now I had hurt her too. This went on for another twenty minutes at least. Me attacking, him using her as a human shield. I couldn't do it. The more I hurt (Y/n), the more Illumni's  words echoed in my head. I heard another whimper. I had to come up with a plan. I kept attacking, but not with much force, I was stalling. 

      I saw (Y/n)'s body twitch, and soon she was trying to pull herself up, only to be greeted with the masked-man's arm holding her in place. When she began to kick and thrash, that gave me my diversion. I moved towards the burly man, and in one swift motion trust my hand clean through his muscly flesh and to his heart. His body went limp, and (Y/n)'s battered figure slid to the cold, concrete floor. Another small whimper escaped her lips. 

    (Y/N)'S POINT OF VIEW

      I felt my body crash to the floor as my captor went limp and fell. I couldn't help but let out another small whimper as the crash sent my wounds roaring. I couldn't move. I couldn't open my eyes, I could only take shallow, pained breathes. I felt a pair of warm arms lock around me, and I let out a small groan as I was lifted off the floor. The small movement set off a flurry of protests all over from the tips of my toes to the end of my ears. 

     "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so, sorry." I heard a faint whisper, and then something wet fall onto my face. I recognized this scent, chocolate. Killua. 

      His voice sent a cue to my mouth, and I managed to croak out the words, "Don't be Kil, I'm fine." After that the world faded out around me. I could feel the movement of his steps, and the wetness of his tears, before everything went black. 

Thank you for reading guys! Took me long enough to finish part two! I'm not sure if I should a part three, so I would really appreciate your feedback! Sorry it took so long!