Possessively cruel. ~Killugon~

Is this Love or a False Hope.

Gons p.o.v.

I can't jump this many bookshelves that many times. Godammit this means my plan is going to have to change a little...Mmm...raising an eyebrow at the power flicking around me. I pulled out my small flashlight, placing it in my mouth for better light.

This is making me use my muscles and my ass still hurts too...

Okay, so this is fine. Yeah all I need to do is calm down and start moving. I got into my tree frog stance (basically squatting) with my hands behind me. And then I jumped for my life, after I landed on my feet.

This was probably what my father was trying to warn me about. Oh my God and he didn't even come after me! My old man probably didn't even glance towards my direction before stepping onto that train! Maybe Killua was really trying to tell me something after all....

Nah, probably just him being a horn-dog. Yeah he's definitely a jealousy type. I remember the one time when we were teenagers. When I was yelled at by Mito because she didn't understand why I avoided the topic of marriage with Killua near me. And Killua got jealous about how I didn't want to talk about it with him. I never told him about knowing that the ring Mito snuck in his pocket before we left was my grandmothers.

Killua never told me about the ring ether. So I just assumed it was lost in time. Like it was kept as remembrance of us before I left his side for the second time. But he knew why...his mother never liked me anyways.

I miss Mito sometimes. She will always be my mother in my eyes. No matter how much people say she was involved in my real mothers disappearance. She was there for me and that's enough. No need to dig another wound up from the past if it's not necessary.

Anyways, I have been jumping for awhile now. Looking behind me my eyes wandered to the now pitch darkness as nothing could be seen two bookshelfs behind myself. If I hadn't noticed it now, I guess I'm way too in my thoughts today.

My legs hurt from my jumping stance. My stamina is still fucked up from missing a couple of meals too. Maybe I will just run the rest of the way....? Looking down towards the ground I could only see the small circle of light my flashlight gave me.

The old dusty air was way to thick to see the bottom of the floor and I don't know if she's down there waiting for me like I'm fresh meat.

Even when I blink I can feel someone watching me. But whatever right? It's a good thing I started to do yoga a year ago. Or I wouldn't have thought that I was just plain stupid for walking into this trap. But unfortunately, my gut tells me to climb down. And so that's what I'm going to do.

Flipping myself over gently onto the bookcase. I slowly climbed downward. Keeping it in the back of my mind that there's about nine bookshelfs I climbed up the first time. As time passed I noticed that I was waaaayy pass nine bookshelfs by now.

This feels like one of those never ending ladders I have in my nightmares.

Once my foot touched the floor slightly. I heard the sound of a water pottle. My shoes once on the ground were soaked in a heavy liquid. The thickness of the air was still blurring my vision as I could only feel the bookshelf beside me.

"Who's there...? My light I see you, please come closer "

My feet must've caused a small sound of echoes as I quickly took out the flashlight from my mouth and turned it off. "No. No. I saw you!... I'm going to find you my light. Wait for me my light, I can see now!"

Touching the bookshelf again I kept my hand on it as I went to the end of the bookcase. My foot steps echoed, as I quickly turned to what I thought was the left side of me and ran as fast as I could.

I could hear some kind of mumbling and humming coming from further behind me. But within minutes of running. I was pushed in-between two bookcases with a hand wrapped around my mouth and another palm covering my eyes. "Shh, be quiet if you want us to live."

Killua's P. O. V.

Looking down at my palms while sitting at my desk chair was making my thoughts go deeper and deeper. It was setting up a mood that didn't need to be disturbed. So I raised my hand that clutched onto the locket and placed it into my desks drawer.

It only took a glance for me to reach into the drawer again and pull out Mito's wedding ring box. This was supposed to be Gon's but he always told me he didn't believe in marriages. Which didn't bother me when we first met, but once I fell for the dumbass. My whole point of view changed on the topic.

I'm not scared of rejection because I can get my way somehow, it's just the part about having Gon learn all my secrets that will be the final nail in my coffin.

Reaching into my pocket again I placed the skeleton key into its keyhole in my drawer before placing the ring box back inside. And pushing the drawer closed. My clink of reassurance made my heart feel a bit lighter.

Deciding to stand and head for the entrance of my office I could briskly hear footsteps outside my doors. Not wanting to talk to anyone I simply opened my doors and yelled out to the black maid who stood by my side through all those scary times. I had to face for certain freedoms.

She straightened, with her old staff by her side. She met my eyes and averted her gaze to look over my shoulder into the room. "Master, your eyes are still black. May I blindfold them until they return to normal?..."

Nodding my head I let her put a white handkerchief around my head to cover my eyes. "Clean up my mess in there, Canary. And please go after Gon and retrieve him, alive."

With a simple 'Yes, master.' Canary was off to work on the tasks given. Leaving Killua to walk to their bedroom on the side of the mansion and talking to himself. Wondering what his lovely Gon was doing and where he was.