Possessively cruel. ~Killugon~

Concrete evidence

Gon's P. O. V.

"Shhh, be quiet if you want us to live."

'Great, just what I need. Another psycho bitch.'

Before I knew how to react properly. I could hear a humming creature sliding past in front of us. My shivers echoed in the thick liquid surrounding me. The ripples crashed against full bookshelves. It's ripples making the stranger behind me tense. The pitch dark didn't help me any. When I couldn't even see killua's fucking psychotic mom move past my figure.

The sudden movement behind me led to feeling something cloth like being put in front of my mouth. But I didn't react fast enough before inhaling a deep breath.

I could smell chloroform on it but it was too late...a quick whisper yell "Wait...!". Slipped past my lips as I felt the heavy liquid on the floor soak into my clothes as my body went limp. My waist was hugged tighter while my body slid down and my head laid back further onto their shoulder.

'Why does this keep happening to me..'

TIME LAPSE_4 HOURS_

When I woke up, my eyes had to adjust to the light shining into the room. "Ugggghhhh, it's so bright in here..."

I tried to get up but couldn't, due to a massive ache in my stomach. My eyes wandered around the room I was in. I was placed on Killua's bed inside our bedroom. Looking beside me, I realized the devil himself was staring directly in my eyes. Shit, I think to myself. Am I in trouble...but wait? Isn't he at fault too? He threw me out of a freaking window. And when I saw Alluka she tried to hurt me...

This might go two ways... I need to play it safe here.

"Hey, princess...how are you feeling? You chose the number 13 toy, but we should take things easy for a while, okay..."

My expression stayed blank as I registered what Killua just said to me. Is sex really still on his mind, Jesus Christ. Why aren't you explaining what happened last night? Do I look stupid or something?!

Why's my stomach wrapped?! I tried to lean up but it felt like I was getting sharp gouges in my belly. "Aghhhnn, ahhh...!" Killua slowly lowered me back onto the mattress and frowned down at me."You had a piece of glass on your side. Oh that reminds me of somethi-"

'I can't let him know where I was though.' Reaching my arms out in a hug gesture towards him with a small smile. 'And I can't even comprehend what he would say if he saw that small piece of paper hidden in my bra.'

Third p.o.v.

Killua paused in his sentence to do as asked. This curiosity hitting him harder than anything else at the moment. Killua leaned over Gon's body into a tight embrace with his fluffy haired boy.

Gon embraced his white haired assassin only to breath hot breaths onto his ears at every word.

"I'm just glad to see you again, idiot." Killua smiled with a real smile this time for a second before it went back to a fake one. 'Guess I need to approach this differently.'

Killua pulled back to look down at his beauty. "Yeah...why don't we wait a few days for your wounds to heal sweetheart? You know, we still haven't chosen a base color for your 'paint restoration' project yet." A frown returned to Gon's face. Killua saw it, so he began to untangle their arms as he should probably leave.

Not wanting to argue about this 'you don't want to give me attention anymore or you don't listen to my needs' phase again. Killua almost got away but his wrist was grabbed by an angry Gon. "You threw me out of a window without any context, do you just think our argument is over when you say? Im not stupid, Killua."

Killua sat back down while Gon released his wrist from a tight hold. "Fine, but I'm not understanding why you're feeling so neglected. What more do you want from me?"

Gon wanted answers but knew this wasn't how he should approach such things. "I want attention right now. Before I was thrown out of that window, I saw that thing! What was that thing, I've been almost everywhere in the world with my father and yet here I am?!"

Killua only smiled apologetically back at Gon's face before pulling himself further onto the bed. Trying to not touch Gon's body from hesitation. "That was nothing for you to worry about sweets, I think we should have this conversation when you're feeling better. I have a few more reports to fill out too."

Gon reached out again and his frown with a very unconvinced glare took form. "What aren't you telling me about, Killua? I can't help but feel that we are distanced from each other these past couple of days. Compared to my younger years with you not lying to me, but now it's somehow different..." The hand resting on Killua's hand moved to his thigh.

"I- I just missed you and needed someone to lean on during this hard transition in my family." Gon didn't show his worry that his heart felt. Remembering what Illumi had said about his brother.

'He's changed...'

Gon tried to soften his facial expression with a gentle smile. "What happened here Killua, where's your parents?"

This is when Killua decided to look down at his lap with a blank expression. "My parents are gone. I am now the head of the Zoldyck household, my grandfather said that I will need to start a family in the next year to continue our bloodline successfully."

'Is that why he kidnapped me?!' The blush flashing across Gon's face was warm. But the skin resting on Killua's thigh felt drips of water grazing them. Killua Zoldyck was crying...in front of Gon. The white haired assassin has never done this before. I mean every once in a while Gon could hear him try to cover it up in the shower when they were kids. But this was like a huge development in their relationship. 'I don't know how to handle this situation, shit...'

"But you know I'm not a girl right? I can't have kids Killua, why'd you kidnap me if you knew this." Killua's crying stopped, he wiped his face and stood up. With a small sigh and a clearing of a throat. "There is a way, but that doesn't need to be our main problem right now. I need you Gon, to help me reconstruct this household first."

Gons hands placed themselves onto his sides as he watched Killua head to the door. Gon's head was starting to pound as he registered what was said. A hand held onto his head. "Wait Killua, we aren't done talking about this yet."

But Killua just kept walking towards the door. "You need some resting sweets, I will wake you up in a couple of hours for lunch. We can discuss this while choosing some paint Colors for the house."

And with that last part said, Killua Zoldyck had expertly escaped from Gon, again.