Falling For You

Killua and Gon

"Honestly, Gon. Your room has been clean every day that I have come here. How did it get so messy?"

It was finally Friday, which meant no school for two days, whereas, the weekend. The boys were relieved as it hadn't been easy. They were now treated as outcasts; almost every student in school seemingly ignoring them, though this was fine with Killua and Gon. It was much better than being humiliated. Though, not every student sided with the popular kids. Killua still went ignored by these select few, but Gon would be greeted by them almost every morning.

"I don't really care if they still like me or not," he said, when Killua had asked him how he felt about that.

This relatively made Killua feel worse than he already felt. Gon deserved to be treated like the light that he was, but yet the tan boy chose to stick with Killua despite the taunts the kids in school would sometimes throw at him when they got bored of just ignoring him. Killua just did not understand this at all.

"Heh, well, when you agreed to sleep over my house, I sorta got carried away and this happened." He gestures to the pile of blankets and pillows that littered his bedroom floor, along with movies and snacks of every possible kind that Killua could think of. "Mito-san sort of freaked when she saw the mess."

Killua snorted. "Yeah, I'd imagine so! Dude, I'm just sleeping over. No need to make a big deal out of it."

Gon shook his head, hands on his hips and Killua found himself staring at him just a little too much.

"Killua, Killua, Killua."

"What?"

"You're an idiot if you think you sleeping over isn't a big deal."

"HAAAAAAH?!"

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After about an hour, Gon and Killua managed to build the most massive fort imaginable, finishing just before Gon's Aunt Mito shouted up the stairs, her voice floating through Gon's open bedroom door.

"Gon! Killua! Time for dinner!"

"Oh, yum! Let's go, Killua!" Gon sprints out his room, the pale boy following more slowly with his hands in his pockets.

By the time Killua reached the kitchen, Gon was already seated at the table, a mountain of food on his plate.

"Jesus, Gon. Are you going to eat all of that?" Killua asks, taking a seat next to him and eyeing his plate with a look of surprise. The tan boy normally didn't eat this much at school. In fact, Killua had the impression that Gon hardly ate at all, but clearly, he was very wrong.

Aunt Mito laughs, and Killua found he liked the sound. Very nice and musical, filling the atmosphere with a pleasant sound. "Gon has a ferocious appetite, dear."

"What do you mean, ferocious?" Gon asks, clearly offended by this as he wore a pout on his face.

"Well you eat like a boar, sweet boy. That's all I'm saying."

"A BOAR?!"

Killua lets out snort as he laughs, not only at Mito saying Gon ate like a boar, but also at the expression on his face.

But he saw what Mito-san meant when Gon finished his food ten minutes after Killua arrived at the table, leaving his mouth agape as he stares at Gon's now empty plate, which he swore was filled just moments ago. "Jesus, Gon, are you a freaking vacuum? Like what the hell?"

Gon responded with a smirk as he reaches for seconds and Killua was practically aghast at how much the tan boy could eat.

He himself, ate a lot, but not as much as Gon though maybe as fast, given he had the appetite for it. So, wanting to give Gon a run for his money, he fills his plate to it's capacity and starts to eat at warp speed, making Gon freeze as he was scooping more spaghetti onto his plate.

"And you said I eat like a vacuum cleaner." Gon scoffs playfully as he watches the pale boy stuff bread into his mouth.

After dinner, Killua and Gon help wash the dishes before sprinting back upstairs to Gon's room where they crawled into the fort and laid back on the mattress of Gon's bed (which they built the fort around).

"Killua?" After a moment of silence, Gon had spoke out his name tentatively, as if he nervous about what he would say next.

"Yeah?" Killua looks over at him and sees Gon's brows furrowed together as he was hard at thought. "Don't blow a fuse now." He teased.

"Oh, hush. I just wanted to ask you something,"

Killua stiffens, knowing Gon, it was probably personal or something Killua wouldn't want to answer. Or both.

"I know you said your family are terrible people but...will I ever get the chance to meet them?"

"No." Killua responded flatly. "Look, Gon. I know you're curious, but it's better if you don't get involved with them."

Gon sat up, a frown etched on his face as he fixated his gaze onto him. "But I think I have a right to meet my best friend's family. I mean, you met mine."

"Yeah, but Mito-san and your grandmother aren't psychotic like my family. The only one I'd let you meet is my little sister, Alluka, but my parents always take her on the road with them."

"On the road? What you mean?"

"You know how I said we have two houses?"

Gon nodded.

"Well, the one here isn't our main house. Only reason we have one here is so I can go to school, which my parents think will help me run the business when I take over it, which, believe me, I have no intention of doing."

"So your parent's travel a lot...leaving you alone?"

Killua shrugged. "Basically, yeah. They're gone now actually. Only reason I'm able to sleepover. They don't really...know about you."

Ouch. Gon frankly was upset by this, but not wanting to make it a bigger deal than it seemed, he just offered Killua a small smile though deep down he was worried about his best friend alone in what probably was a big house.

He must have wore that concern on his face without realizing it, for Killua had noticed it. "Hey, come on. Don't worry about me. I get by alright. They at least leave me money in my bank account."

"That alone doesn't make it okay, Killua."

"Just don't, okay, Gon? Please? I came here to have fun. Not talk about my woes with my family."

Gon had no choice, but to reluctantly comply.

I mean, Killua was there with him now, wasn't he? Not all alone in his family's mansion.

"Killua?"

"What is it now, Gon?" Killua sounded rather tiresome, as if he afraid of what he would ask next.

"Thank you."

Killua turns to face him, blue eyes wide in surprise, and with a hint of confusion.

Gon continued. "Thank you. For being my friend...even though I basically, well, you know. Forced my way into your life." He rubs the back of his head and offers Killua a smile. "Just, thank you."

Killua turns a dark shade of red before quickly turning his face away from Gon. "C-cut that out, idiot! It's embarrassing!"

"Huh? Why? I'm just being honest."

Killua doesn't answer and Gon continues to talk away, as the pale male smiles towards the sheets below him.

It's the other way around, Gon. It's me who should be thanking you.