What Percent? (KilluGon/GonKillu HxH)

Chapter Eleven

Killua's P.O.V

     That was... Intense. I think that if I didn't get away from Mito in time, that I would've suffocated. Gon had to pry Mito off of me, now I can't tell if she was intentionally squeezing me or not. Not like she could have, but still, gotta love that motherly love.

     It was about four in the afternoon which meant Mito was making dinner right now and the shop was going to close in about two hours, where Grandma was at and Gon was headed to. Alluka was helping Mito cook -being Mito's sioux chef, so I was left all alone.

     I had been biting my finger nails for awhile and now it was starting to hurt from how deep into biting my nails I had gotten. I decided to go to the shop and hang out with Gon since I had nothing better to do. I walked into Gon's room and grabbed my shoes, then walking into the kitchen and shouted, "I'm going to the shop to hang out with Gon! I'll be back when he's back!" While slipping on my shoes.

     "Have fun!" Mito yelled back, giving me the green light.

     "Don't drink!" Alluka persisted. 

     I wasn't going to drink, she knew this, so she was just trying to get under my skin. "Ha, ha! Funny Alluka!" I sarcastically replied, still tying my complicated shoes.

     I heard a giggle from both of the ladies and then Alluka made sure I knew shouting, "Just making sure, big brother!"

     I waved my hand and closed my eyes brushing it off saying yelling, "Yeah, yeah!"

     Once my shoes were finally tied, I made my way to the shop. I had found my way into the shop, and as soon as I walked in the smell of liquor filled my nose. All that was in sight was drunk people, some who could handle a drink or two, and some who were absolute shit-faced. It made me cringe my face in disgust since some of the people were groping and grinding, or flirting with other people who were obviously not into it, or were into it.

     I pried my eyes away from the scene, not wanting to see anymore, but wanting to find Gon instead. I looked across the room, trying to spot Gon, until I had found Grandma Abe, behind the bartender table. I sauntered toward her, forgetting about the drunk people I was surrounded by. But then I felt something. Something on my ass.

      I jumped and turned around to find a woman with blondé hair and blue eyes in about her early twenty's, totally drunk and not in a right state of mind at all. She was perched up on the chair and it was tilting from her leaning her weight on it to get closer to me. She kept swallowing like she was going to hurl, but somehow kept it down. She had been slurring her words for the past minute and soon, she had finally gotten a sentence out that I could decipher.

     "Hey there, cutie. Wanna go take a walk back to my house, I'll drive you there. C'mon I'll drive you there." She slurred. Then she turned back around on her chair and faced the opposite direction, forgetting about me. 

      I stood there in shock. Now I had dealt with a lot of drunk people in my years as an assassin and hunter, but never had I met someone who hit on me based on looks alone. I wondered why she would go after someone so young, before I realized that I had yet again, forgot that I'm not thirteen anymore.

      I know it sounds dumb, but I quite often forget that I look, and am, eighteen years old. 

      I realized I had run out of time to flee from this drunk, horny lady, because I had found her turned back around slurring her words again. Then she finally figured out what she was going to.say and slurred out, "Hey, haven't I seen you somewhere. It was here. O-oh..." She put her hand under her chin, in a thinking position and then attempted to snap her fingers, but they just slid across each other and her arm went limp, and yelled/slurred, "You were the guy I g-groped! Heh, nice ass. Hey there, cutie. Wanna go take a walk back to my house, I'll drive you there."

     "I would reeeally love to go home with you ma'am, but I have to go somewhere right now." I said to her. I raised my hands and waved them while closing my eyes.

      She didn't seem to like that because she stumbled trying to stand up, even though she was wearing sneakers, and then tripped her way over to me saying, "Y-you? A-are you b-breaking up-p... W-ri- with m-me? What's y-your-r name-m?" She pushed her index finger into my chest during the first part, but in the last half she went on the tips of her toes and fell over her feet in the process- but I caught her, and then continued to whisper the last part.

     "K-Killua." I stammered. I didn't want to tell her my name, but I also didn't want to.get bum rushed my a drunk lady.

     "We-eeeell, K-Killua. I nev... Never n-need-ed... Yoooouuu!" She raised herself up to my face, lifting herself up with her arms on my shoulders. "I d-don't even like y-your ass. S-sure it's firm and sq-sqhishy enough to lo-ove... Ve... Ve! But it's also firm! A-and... I doooon't need another p-person to f-feed. So!" She hesitated a little before finishing her rant saying, "Y-you're fuck-king h-hot, so hot that I f-feel a liiiittle f-faint." She let go of my shoulders and fell to the floor. 

      That was weird, but I'm glad she's out now. I leaned down and picked her up, setting her back in the chair she was in, and walked away. Surprisingly everyone was tipsy enough to notice and leave it alone, or not notice, so I walked away from that horror of a person. I did NOT wanna be there when she wakes up again.

      I finally made it to the bartender table and found Grandma and asked her where Gon was. She pointed to a back room and said that he was getting more liquor from the freezer. I have her my thanks and found Gon.

      "Gon! Boy am I glad to see you! There was this drunk lady a-and she was hitting on me, a-and she groped me, a-and I told her my name, and she yelled at me, a-and... Gon! Did I do something wrong? Am I a bad person? She's knocked out in a chair! What do I do?" I panicked and told him everything that happened. 

      "K-K-Killu- hey! Killua!" He said trying to break me from my attack. He hugged me and calmed me down saying, "Killua, it's okay. She's just drunk, if she wasn't intoxicated she wouldn't have acted like that. She just came here to have a good time and I'm sure that she was having a good time until she K.O'd, okay. It's okay that you left her on the chair. I would've taken her home, but you're new here, you don't know who these people are. It's just a little bit of a culture shock. You'll be okay. She'll be okay. So stop acting like I would and be the smart, level-headed one like always!"

      I took a deep breath in and then exhaled slowly. I peeled myself away from his tender hug and sat by myself, still next to him. Now that I was calmed down I decided to explain how I felt. "I'm not really worried about her, per say, I just don't want to be touched..." I felt myself heat up and resisted the urge to cover my face with my hands or call him an idiot. "I just don't want to be touched my anyone but y-you," I had raised my head, and looked into Gon's tranquil eyes. His eyes reminded me of a cornfield, which for some reason, I felt was more calming than the ocean.

      His face tinted with a little pink too, but then he asked me a question which I had no choice but to answer to. "Killua, what percent are you at?" 

A/N: Bet y'all wish you were the drunk lady when she groped Killua. And it was a bar scene, someone HAD to get groped y'know. Just happened to be out boy Killua here. Anyway. Until next time! (My outro is cliché)