What Percent? (KilluGon/GonKillu HxH)

Chapter Eighteen

Killua's P.O.V

      I can't breath. Air... I need... Air...

     I woke up gasping for air with my hands wrapped around my throat. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale. Once I got a grip on my breathing technique I glanced over at Gon to see that he was still sleeping. I stared at him for a while, not really paying attention just zoning in and out of reality.

     I would've really liked to see his face but to my dismay he was sleeping facing the opposite direction of where I was currently resting at. 

     My head was pounding and I felt like shit. I glanced over to check the time and it read 6:49. What is it with me and waking up abruptly before everyone else? 

     Knowing I was going to get bored of staring at Gon's back I settled on taking a quick shower and getting ready for the day. I got a shirt, shorts, socks, and boxers and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. Once I was done with that task I got dressed and checked the time again.

     It was 7:16. Damn that was longer than I had expected. On usual terms Gon would be up and ready to go, but he had just woken up and was rubbing the extra sleep out of his sleepy eyes. He yawned extra loudly and stretched his arms out. He finally noticed my presence standing in the doorway.

      Smacking his lips with closed eyes he mumbled, "Mornin', Killua..."

     "Morning. You sleep well?"

     "Yeah, you got up real early though. You okay?" He yawned again and then smacked his cheeks with both of his hands, leaving a cherry red mark. "Whew! That woke me up!" He celebrated.

     "I'm fine, just went to bed a little early so I got up a little early." I had no intention of letting him stress over my well-being. And my dreams were definitely not a subject I favored conversating about.

      "Tell me when you want to... Liar..." He muttered and crossed his arms while scrunching his eyebrows.

      "Fine!" I crossed my arms too and put my nose into the air, looking away from his direction.

     "Fine!" He followed, copying the same procedure I did.

      We stayed like that for about three minutes but I had given up on keeping the position so I sat on my bed. I was feeling pretty bored again and had thought about what we could do here for a while until I had realized that there wasn't much to do except fishing.

      Gon and I never having a date popped into my mind too. I thought for a little while longer and then figured that him and I could go fishing together and call it a date until we went back to York New to go the underground auction again and had a real date.

     I looked in his direction and he had one leg crossed over the other with his chin propped up on his fist which made him look rather adorable. "Gon, let's go fishing..." I felt heat rise to my cheeks and started getting nervous. What if he's not it a fishing type mood? 

     "Let's to fishing and call it a date." I muttered. He heard me and his whole mood had perked up, him giving off rather excited vibes made me get a little excited too.

     "Sure!" Was all he could say as he was bouncing off the walls. (Take it in whatever way you want to)

     "Alright! Get ready, and find me another fishing pole." Little did I know that he had a couple of tricks up his cute little sleeves.