Black Butterfly [written by TheRealGonZoldyck] Killugon fic

chapter 1

Summary:

Killua's grandfather used to say, "Into everyone's life a little rain must fall-rain, assholes, and assorted bullshit." Killua added that last part. But his grandfather was right. Everyone gets their share of tragedy or insanity or drama, but what they do with that horror is what makes all the difference.

Notes:

I was commissioned to do the fake/pretend relationship trope! Hilarity ensues.

Chapter 1

Chapter Text

Prologue

"Not a fucking chance," Killua chuckles, staring into those ridiculously big brown eyes people always mention in crappy fiction.

He stands toe to toe with Gon Freecss, the gorgeous boy he hates more than any other human being on the planet.

"You totally want to be my friend." Gon flashes his insolent grin, the one that makes all the girls-and certain boys-in school drool over him and write his name in their notebooks and stalk his Facebook page in hopes that he'll mention them. "You've always wanted to be my friend."

Killua's anger rises and he snorts, "I've never even wanted that much, Gon." He spits out the name like it's filthy. "You must think I'm pretty stupid and that I don't know what you're up to."

In the distance, a flickering rainbow of light beams from the end-of-year carnival set up behind their high school. All that thrill and fun seems a million miles away.

It's one in the morning and Killua is all alone with Gon under the starry night sky.

He folds his arms defensively across his chest and growls in Gon's stubborn and undeniably handsome face. "We've never gotten along. Who do you think you're trying to fool here? I'm sure this is some shitty prank or bet you made with your football buddies-fuck with a member of the swim team, spread rumors, wreck another innocent life-just like the rest of them have. Tell me I'm wrong."

Gon opens his mouth to speak. A strained half syllable wheezes out but catches in his throat. "I-" He deflates, his muscled shoulders sagging.

"That's what I thought," Killua smirks. "And I've got some news for you, Gon Screws. I will never be your joke and I willnever be your friend."

Killua turns on the heel of his Converse and strides across the damp grass field toward the main parking lot. He never looks back.