Reunited

I've missed you

I was bored in class and thought of an idea. Like what if Killua was drowning and Gon saved him. I wrote it down as soon as I thought about this and I thought it would be a oneshot. My first one. Enjoy!

"Killua darling!" My so-called mother calls me. "Yes Mother" I say walking up to her.

"We're going to the beach today for training" she says to me while crossing her arms.

"Why the beach? Wouldn't that be 'to risky' and someone can see you torturing me and Allu-" I get cut off by her smacking me in the face.

"KILLUA WATCH YOUR MOUTH" she grabs me by my shoulders and hugs me. "I'm sorry baby" She squeezes me and I feel it being more harder to breath

"Mother! Can't. Breathe" I try to push her off of me but I can't. "Kikyo, let the boy go. Your killing him." My grandfather says and holds my mothers shoulder.

She lets me go and walks off. "Thank you Grandpa Zeno" I mumble. "You should go get ready, their leaving soon" He says as he walks off with his hands behind his back.

"I hope Alluka's coming" I say to myself as I walk to my room.

I grab a small bag and put my swim trunks in with a beach towel and sunscreen. I put on sun glasses and I wait downstairs for my parents and siblings.

"Hey piggy"I say to my second eldest brother with a chuckle. "Shut up you little brat!" I start laughing at him being upset.

"Come here brat!" He starts chasing after me and him being the fat piggy that he is; he's no where near catching me.

Which of course makes me laugh harder than needed. "Killua! Milluki! Stop running around my house damnit!" We both immediately stopped.

"Killua started it!" My pig of a brother told on me. "Did not!" And we went back and forth until my mother grabbed us by the ear.

"Be nice to your brother Kil. He's sensitive" my mother says with a caring smile.

"Like a polar bear" I mumble out. "What was that brat?!" I get out of my mother's grip and run.

*in the car*

"Mother, why couldn't Luka come? She would've enjoyed herself" a sad expression comes over my face.

"She?" My father starts and my mother finishes it off with a laugh. "Killua darling, your father and I had all boys" she says with a ugly smirk.

"Alluka can be what she wants. If she wants to be a girl she can be a girl." I say clenching my fist

"Oh dear I think your ears are going out. Alluka is a boy not a girl" she says the last part slowly as if it'll make me understand her gender.

"Tch whatever" I grumble and stay silent the rest of the way.

10 minutes later we pull up into the beaches parking lot. I step out with my bags and take in the surroundings.

The salty air, the waves crashing gently upon the sand.The wind blowing the pom trees making the leafs dance. Birds chirping and flying. The sun still in it's raising stage. It's beautiful.

"Come on boys. Training starts once we get out into the ocean" my father says while helping my mother out of the car.

We walk to the water and I began to take my shirt off;showing all the cuts, scars, and bruises my family left me.

I hear whispers around me. I look to where there coming from and roll my eyes. Everyone that seen my body always worry's or looks scared that I'm still alive.