Falling For You

Retz

When school came around on Monday morning, Killua and Gon arrived to blown up pictures of them plastered all over the school hallway.

Pictures of them on the big fishing tree.

Pictures of them walking back to Gon's house.

What was worse, was beneath all those pictures, were the words "Fags!" written in big, bold, black letters.

Killua's grasp on the straps of his backpack tightened and his normally bright blue eyes darkened menacingly. "That bitch. I'll kill her." He then made to stomp through the hallway, the students around pointing and them and snickering. But Gon reaches out to grab his arm just before he went too far. "Wait...Killua. I'll talk to her. I-It's my fault she knows where I live."

"Even if it is or not, I'm not letting you take the blame. I may deserve this, but you don't." Killua growls.

Gon's eyes narrow and he pushes Killua into an empty classroom and shuts the door. "You don't deserve this either, Killua. Now let me fix it."

Killua glares at him before turning away. "Fine. But if you can't, I'm ripping that bitch's blonde curls right out of that slut head of hers."

He really hated when Killua spoke this way, but it was inevitable in this situation, so Gon just sighs and nods. "I'll do my best then. For now, let's just ignore them, okay?"

"Easier said then done." Killua grumbles as they exited the classroom and taunts were immediately thrown their way.

"Hey, faggots!"

"Had a nice make out sesh in there?"

Followed by kissing noises.

"So immature..." Gon sighs as they both entered Ms. Siberia's class.

Retz was already at her desk and smirked in their direction before turning to whisper to her friend, Neon, who was next to her.

Gon had to hold Killua back as he was ready to leap at her then and there.

"Wait!" Gon hisses into his ear. "I said I'll talk to her!"

"Well, you better do it soon, Gon. I dunno how long I can hold back."

All throughout the day, the boys took the taunts and snickers directed their way, until lunchtime, when Gon went to find Retz, to confront her. And of course was surrounded by her usual group of friends.

"Retz." His voice was hard, and on the verge of giving away to anger.

"Hey, look! It's one of the fag boys! Where's your boyfriend?"

Gon ignores this, keeping his gaze on Retz, who was in the middle of this group. She turns to face him, a disgusting smile on her face.

"Yes?"

"I need to talk to you. Alone..."

An "ooohhhh" was then echoed around the group and Gon sighs.

Retz shrugs and stands up, her blonde curls bouncing along her shoulders. "Okay. Let's go then." She walked away from the group and Gon followed until they were a good enough distance away from them.

"Why are you doing this?" He went straight to the point.

She laughs and it sounded hollow. "I told you that you would regret taking his side, remember?" She turns to face him, a sly smile curved up onto her lips. "And this isn't all that's in store for you."

Gon narrows his eyes. "Leave Killua out of it."

Retz laughs again. "Oh no...both of you are getting it. You'll see Gon. I hope you're ready." Without another word, she turns to leave.

Gon clenches his fists, wanting to go after her and ripping out her blonde curls himself.

Oh no, Retz. I hope you're the one who's ready. Because this means war.