Reason To Live [COMPLETED]

Wiping That Smirk Off Of Her Face

The lunch bell rings. I pack up my books and head to my locker to store them during lunch period. I do so and grab my packed lunch, heading to the rooftop and ignoring the taunts and snickers I gather on the way.

While on my way, I get pulled aside by none other than Gon. "Y-you're not going to the roof, are you?" He asks with fear in his eyes.

"Relax. I always eat up there." I give him a weak smile.

Gon pauses. "Not anymore." He grins. "You can sit with me!"

I think about it. Gon's pretty popular, he probably has a ton of people that sit with him. I don't like crowded spaces. "I don't know..."

"Come on!" Gon tugs me by the arm. He didn't grab my wrist, another thoughtful thing he does that he probably doesn't see as a big deal.

But it is to me.

I smile to myself, accepting defeat yet again. "Alright, you win." I mutter. Gon heard me, though. He leads me to the lunch room. He sits me at a table and places himself beside me. There's many people at this table, but I hardly notice anyone but Gon.

"Gon, who's this?" A blonde boy(?) asks, referring to me.

"This is Killua!" Gon tells the table.

"You mean the-" the blonde boy elbows the black haired old man that was speaking in the ribs. I know what he was about to say, though.

The faggot. The drug dealer. The felon. The serial killer. The most likely to end up behind bars. The rapist.

I've heard them all. "Most Likely To End Up Behind Bars" is correct. "Murderer" is correct. "Faggot" is correct. The others? Not so much.

One girl at the table glares at me. I know who she is. She's Retz.

"I'm Kurapika. This idiot here is Leorio." The blonde points at the old man next to him. I nod at them.

"Hi." I look at Gon, he's chatting with Retz.

"No way are you-" Leorio is elbowed by Kurapika again. And again, I know what he was going to say. I look away from Gon, and turn to Kurapika. He seems like a decent person.

"What year are you in?" I ask him.

"I'm a junior." Kurapika smiles. "Are you a freshman like Gon?"

"Yeah." I confirm. "I am."

I overhear Retz say my name, followed by Gon saying she's wrong about something. I get tapped on the knee, and someone passes me a note. I don't know who. It reads:

Stay away from Gon, fag. Or you'll regret it. We'll make your life a living hell. Gon will hate you by the end of the month if you don't back off. We'll make sure of it.

The note shakes me up quite a bit. But I don't let it show. I crumple the paper up and shoot it 30 feet away and it lands perfectly into the trash can. Kurapika, Leorio, and a few others saw.

"Killer aim, man!" A buff brunette boy smirks at me. "You on a team?"

"No. And I never will be." I tell him.

"I'm Zushi, if you change your mind let me know." He smiles. I nod at him.

My life is already a living hell. I don't want it to get any worse. But I'm not staying away from Gon. But I don't want him to hate me, either.

"Gon! You're being unreasonable!" Retz shouts. Gon stands, and looks at me.

"Retz and I need to go talk. We'll be back soon." Gon tells everyone. Retz gets up, and follows him to a corner of the room so they can talk more privately.

"Ooh trouble in paradise?" A few girls gossip. I along with several others watch Gon and Retz as they argue about something.

Retz waves her arms around a bit, whisper-yelling at him. He makes a few gestures himself, whisper-yelling back. They both come back unhappy. Retz glances at me and glares.

Gon's not happy at all. He angrily eats his lunch before the bell rings, telling us it's time to return to our classes. I get up, and make way towards my locker to retrieve my books.

Retz and a few of her clones come up to me. "Why the hell did you throw the note away like that?" She asks.

"You're kidding, right?" I scoff.

She just glares at me. "I mean it. You're life will be hell from now on."

"You're a bit late to the party with that one." I scoff.

"You don't know hell until you've seen Retz's wrath." One of the clones puts a hand on her hips.

Retz smirks. "You're obviously fond of Gon..."

I freeze up, only confirming her suspicion.

"It'd be so easy to make him hate someone like you." Retz takes a step towards me. "Too easy."

-Reason #2: Wiping That Smirk Off Of Retz's Bitchy Eye-sore Of A Face-

The school day comes to a close, and Gon runs up to me as I'm leaving. "Let's walk together!" He chirps.

I shrug. "Okay."

We walk side by side. "Nee, Killua. If Retz ever talks to you, ignore her." He tells me.

"Actually she confronted me at my locker after lunch." I tell him.

"She what?"

"She told me she'd make my life living hell if I don't stay away from you." I continue.

"Kil-"

"Lucky for us, my life already is. So she has nothing on me." I shrug, smirking at him. Gon doesn't seem to like that answer. "So don't worry."

Gon leaves it at that thankfully. I don't want him to know how much that encounter had shaken me up. He already worries about me too much. I don't want to be any more of a burden than I already am.