Hey, sorry this took so long to write. It's just with all the things going on in this world right now, I felt it was unappropriate to publish a new chapter. But I did write this scrap, and I started preparing the last chapter hehe. Also if you haven't yet, please sign petitions, donate if you can, go to protest if you are allowed, but please stay safe!
Anyway have this unedited scrap chapter.
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"And what would you want?" The pink haired lady stood in front of the dark, wooden table, tapping her pen on the notepad. Killua looked back at Leorio who wasn't even paying attention to the woman asking him for his order, but staring somewhere else. Killua really hoped it was the nametag on her chest, but deep in his mind, he knew exactly what Leorio was interested in.
"Well, Machi, if you really want to know, how about your number?" Kurapika almost gagged at the way Leorio tried to sound and act seductive. Leaning on his elbow, Leorio looked the short woman deep into her eyes, huffing like a maniac. "How about I give you some more time to think instead, hm?" Visibly annoyed, she turned and stomped back to the counter and gave the other three orders to the black-haired man behind it, mumbling inaudible things under her breath. The disappointment was written all over Leorios face.
Gon was not paying attention to the situation at all, he kept staring off to the pinwall at the back of the café. He turned around to look at Killua. "Hey, Killua, do you think I should take the job offer?"
"What do you mean? Do you mean here?"
"Back there, it sais that they are offering a part-time job in this café, and I'm short on money..."
"I think you should take it if you need money." Kurapika answered before Killua could. "And if you don't like it here, you can always quit."
Gon took a second to think it through. If he took the job, he would have less time for his friends, but more money. But technically, they could visit him while he is working, since this is the place they met up most often.
"Would you guys visit me during my shifts here?" Gon looked around at his friends as they all smiled at him.
"Of course!"
Gon took a deep breath and pushed himself of the chair, bracing himself off the table. "Alright, I'm gonna go talk to the manager!"
It was Wednesday, 7 p.m. Two days had passed since Killuas friends met his oh-so-sweet brother. As he was walking home from the café Phantom, he thought about that day. He wondered what did Gon afterwards? Did he tell Kurapika and Leorio about his problems? No, Gon wouldn't do that, right? And even if, what could be the worst that could happen?
Then suddenly he remembered, he wanted to call Gon and ask about the interview.
His heart skipped a beat as he scrolled through his telephone numbers. "This is my first time calling Gon over the phone..." he whispered to himself. Aftery tapping on Gon's icon on his phone, Killua lifted the device to his ear and listened to the ringing before Gon picked up.
"Hey, Killua!"
From Gon's cheerful voice, Killua figured he nailed the interview but he couldn't be sure so he asked.
"How did the job interview go?"
"They asked some really... strange questions, but I would guess I did pretty well, since they actually told me I could start next week!"
"That's great! Did they give you any details?"
Gon took a second to think, but answered no.
"Well anyways, I gotta hang up, see you tomorrow?"
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𝓲 𝓫𝓾𝓲𝓵𝓽 𝓪 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭
Fanfiction//finished// ➳ Killua switches schools and luckily end up in Gon's class. Who knows what Killua would have done if Gon hadn't suddenly entered his life? trigger warning: suicide, depression art credit: van1llababy on tumblr