You Are the Moon

Chapter Seven

     "Can't we just leave him in the car?" Leorio proposed.

     "No you can't just leave me in here!" protested Killua.

     Kurapika smirked. "We'll crack a window. He'll be fine."

     "Come on, guys," Gon chimed in.

     "Fine, but don't let him anywhere near the food," Leorio grumbled. "We all know how he can eat." Leorio and Kurapika piled out of the car. Killua perked up at the mention of food and started after them.

     "You're not going to defeat him, you know," Gon informed him quietly when they were out of earshot. "Kurapika has gotten a lot stronger. He had to if he was going to collect the rest of the eyes."

     "I'm not too worried," Killua replied, brushing off his concern.

     "Well I am."

     "Don't be." Killua struggled to open the door with tied wrists. He couldn't handle being in a car alone with Gon.

     "I never stopped worrying about you."

     Gon's words pierced his heart. Killua squeezed his eyes shut, fighting back tears. He fumbled with the metal handle until finally the door swung open. He fell over himself in a rush to get out of the car. "We should probably head inside." Gon followed behind him closely, his concerned gaze boring holes into Killua's backside. The moment Killua walked through the front door, Leorio seized him by the elbow and directed him towards a couch in the corner of the room. "Sit here and do not move," he hissed into his ear. "My in-laws are here and they would not take too kindly to you."

     Killua gladly took a seat on the plush sofa. That is, until Gon sat directly beside him, their thighs and hips touching. "You don't have to babysit me, you know," he muttered.

     Gon blinked. "I don't understand."

     "Of course not," he replied, unkindly. "I mean, you don't have to sit with me. Go eat. Mingle. Hit on a random stranger. Whatever. Just go and have fun."

      "That doesn't sound very fun without you."

     "Oh for God's sake, Gon! Just leave me alone!" He scooted to the far end of the couch. "Unless that concept is too difficult for you to grasp."

     "Just for that, I hope Kurapika beats you tomorrow," Gon cried in a fit of rage before running from the room.

     "I hope so too," Killua whispered, resting his chin on his fist.

     A pair of legs appeared in his line of vision. He glanced up to find Kurapika standing in front of him. "I would say that was a bit harsh. But no. It's better this way. If he's angry with you, it may be easier for him to get over your death." Kurapika considered the thought for a moment. "Then again, that was your plan all along, wasn't it?" His expression hardened. "You were going to let me win," he accused.

     Killua couldn't help but smirk. "Are you admitting that I'm stronger than you?"

     "No, I'm not. But I don't want to fight you if you're not going to give it your all."

     "It wouldn't be much of a victory, would it?" he goaded.

     Kurapika clenched his hands into fists. "I swear to God if you try and pull this suicidal crap tomorrow-"

     "Kurapika!" Leorio called out. "Get in here and eat something before we leave for the church! You won't be able to eat again until the reception." He waited a beat before adding, "Killua, you too!"

     Killua stood up with a grin and darted past him into the other room.