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Killua x Mika x Confession of love

Mika was sitting in Killua's room, and Killua was lying on his back in bed without a shirt. He was still ignoring Mika because she... she spoke from a friend of hers who claimed he hated him...

"Come on, Killua, stop acting like a child. I told you he's just a friend,"

Mika says, squeezing his cheek gently.

Killua rolled over, grunting at the touch of Mika. She was still pestering him over such a trivial matter. A childish crush.

He couldn't be bothered to explain to her that he wasn't interested in any such thing, instead, he ignored her, hoping for her to take the hint.

But when she tried to get a rise out of him with the whole

"acting like a child"

comment, he let out a tired scoff.

"Just drop it,"

he grumbled.

“Come on,”

she kisses his cheek gently,

“my love...my little kitten,”

she teases him

Killua stiffened at the kiss on his cheek, feeling a heat on his cheeks from that and the nickname. Now, *that* got a reaction from him. He sat up and turned his body toward her, his stare locking on her with a frustrated frown.

"I said, drop it, Mika. You're annoying."

“Oh, but I don’t want to, haha, my boyfriend is angry with me and I’m trying to please him. Is this a problem?”

She puffs her cheeks childishly as she plays with her locks.

Killua was starting to get frustrated at Mika's persistence here. He couldn't help but look away as her childish behavior came out once again, rolling his eyes as he did so.

"Stop being childish. I'm not your boyfriend. I *never* will be. Now, drop it,"

he grumbled.

"Before you make it worse and I *do* get angry with you."

“No,”

Mika says, still sitting on his lap.

"Look, Mika...,"

Killua said, trying his best to stay calm. His tone was less grumbly now, and more insistent.

"I said to stop. And if I say it again, I'm not gonna be nice about it. I don't know what you think we are... but we're not a thing."

"You're a liar. I know you love me...when I kissed you for the first time, when I pulled you out of the torture chamber in your family's palace."

She raises her eyebrows at him, crossing her arms.

Killua narrowed his eyes, his frown deepening as he thought back to it now. *She was right... he... he did kind of like that...* But that didn't matter. He wouldn't admit that to her. Not now, not ever. He stood up now, finally removing the annoying woman sitting on his lap.

"That was just a one time thing. A mistake I made when I was confused and vulnerable."

“So you're saying it's a mistake,”

Mika says, sounding a little angry.

"What I'm saying,"

Killua said with a scoff, not caring about her anger or hurt feelings any longer.

"Is that I'm not interested in you, and you need to get that through your thick skull!"

He shouted.

"Now, stay out of my way."

Killua then opened his bedroom door and stepped out into the hall, slamming the door behind him.

(time skip)

After Killua returned to his room, he did not find Mika there, but she left a short message on the bed

“If you didn’t love me, you shouldn’t have accepted me in the first place and given me false hopes like your foolish face, but that’s okay, if you don’t love me, I won’t get close to you again.”

Killua glanced at the message on the bed. The guilt immediately set in, knowing that what Mika's words were, deep down inside was truth. But he wasn't willing to admit that to anyone. He let out a frustrated sigh, crumpling up the note and tossing it into a nearby bin.

*That's that taken care of,* he thought to himself. Although... he still *would* have to deal with her. She wasn't one to take a hint, he knew that much. But... maybe if he stayed out of her way, she'd get the message.

After the days passed, Mika was completely ignoring Killua. She was only talking to Gon, but she did not pay him any attention...even when he was walking next to her, she would stay away from him.

Killua noticed Mika's change in behavior after some time. She had been avoiding him, only talking to Gon for the time being. Killua was initially relieved.

Maybe she had taken the hint at last. But then it started getting to him. He missed seeing her, just being near her.

After the match, Gon was injured in his arm, and she was taking great care of him, cutting fruit for him and bandaging his wounds. She was giving all her attention to Gon, but she was only giving him ignorance.

Killua could only watch, his frustration building with each action she took for Gon, each sign of comfort and care she gave him. But Killua was ignored, left with nothing. He looked around, trying to get some time to talk to her, but she was always busy with Gon. He was so *jealous*.

Finally, when Gon was sleeping after his wounds had been tended, Killua approached her, his tone quiet and apologetic.

"Mika... can I talk to you?"

he asked gently.

But Mika skips him and doesn't even look at him...and puts the plate of fruit on the table. Killua's patience begins to run out...

Killua took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. He couldn't help but look to Gon as he slept, the jealousy still eating away at him. He felt his patience running out, but had to try one more time, for their friendship's sake.

"Mika...,"

he said, taking a step closer to her. He lowered his voice to avoid disturbing Gon, still asleep

. ".. talk to me. I just... want to know why you're ignoring me."

Mika looks at him angrily, then grabs a white piece of paper and writes something on it, then sticks the note firmly into his chest, on which it was written..

“Stop acting like an idiot and stop following me. You told me to get out of your way and I dismissed your request.”

She rolled her eyes in annoyance, turned her back to him, and continued putting Gon's things in his bag. Killua was angry now .

Killua read the note and furrowed his brows in confusion. He could not argue with what she had written. He... *had* told her to stay away from him, but now he regretted it. He wanted her attention again, wanted her to show him the care and consideration that she had shown Gon.

But before Killua could respond, Mika turned away, seemingly dismissing him once more. Killua was now angry. He reached back and grabbed the note from his chest, crumpling it and tossing it into the nearby bin. *I'm done asking nicely.* He thought.

"Mika!"

he shouted, grabbing the girl and spinning her around to face him, his anger clear in his tones.

"What are you *thinking*! I never said you had to completely ignore me! I said to stop *pestering* me! Not... not to treat me like I don't matter at all!"

Mika writes something else and gives it to him. It was written

“Get your hand away before I break it like Gon now.”

She looked at him angrily. She didn’t even want to talk to him. She was writing letters to him.

Killua read the note, but he didn't release Mika's arm. He was still angry and his grip was tight, causing Mika some minor discomfort. But he wasn't willing to let go just yet.

"Don't ignore me,"

he shouted.

"Don't pretend that I *don't matter* when you've been chasing me from the *beginning*. You can't just... cut me off like this and expect me to be alright with it!"

She writes another letter and holds it up to his face,

"It's not my fault that I'm doing what you told me...You told me to stay away from me and I stayed away from you. Don't act like a little child and leave me alone."

Killua read the note and let out a frustrated groan. He didn't like hearing the truth, but he had to admit that Mika was right. He was being childish, just because she wasn't talking to him any longer.

"Fine..."

Killua grumbled.

"I just... I miss you... that's all..."

He could barely get the words out.

Mika snorted sarcastically as she looked at him and rolled her eyes in annoyance...and wrote something to him,

"I don't need someone to miss me who kissed me and then say it was a mistake because he was disappointed."

She puts the letter in his hands, then turns and walks towards Gon to cover him well.

Killua read the letter, his eyes growing wide with shock and his cheeks growing red with embarrassment as he did so.

"But it wasn't a mistake..."

he mumbled, looking down at his feet.

"I didn't mean what I said... it *was* dumb... I was being stupid."

Killua knew he had blown this whole thing out of proportion, and knew that he really had been acting childish this whole time. He sighed, then slowly let Mika go. He had to make things right with her somehow.

(After a month)

Mika was still ignoring him this time, but with more force. She was even ignoring the path he was walking on, so much so that he did not see her face for three days...

Mika was waiting for the elevator, but when the doors opened, she found Killua putting his hands in his pockets and looking at her coldly and angrily.

"Dammit,"

Mika muttered as she was about to leave, but Killua grabbed her hand and pulled her into the elevator.

Killua pulled Mika into the elevator with him. He didn't say a word, but just stared at her with an angry, cold frown on his face.

It was as if his whole persona had changed, from his gentle and friendly demeanor to a cold and aloof individual. He was tired of Mika being dismissive toward him, and that was the end of it.

He didn't even give her the chance to say anything, just pressed a button for the next floor, keeping her close by as the elevator descended.

She was trying to pull her hands away from him but he was still holding her tightly and then Killua pressed a button that made the armrest stop working for three hours

“The hell are you crazy?”

Mika shouted forcefully at him. This was the first time she had spoken to him after a month of being ignored .

Killua kept his grip tight as Mika struggled, his scowl growing deeper still. Finally, when she spoke, he spoke back. There was no hint of friendliness in his tone, only cold anger.

"You ignored me,"

he said bluntly.

"For over a month. I wanted to talk it over, I told you I was sorry. You could have talked to me, but you chose to ignore me instead. I didn't like it."

He was furious now, and didn't hold back on showing it.

"I wanted to talk to you,"

he said, looking down at her with a serious stare.

"But when I tried to bring it up the normal way, you kept ignoring me. So... I had to resort to this."

His tone was much more cold and harsh. He didn't care how she felt, he was getting the answers he desperately wanted.

“Yes, and I will continue to ignore you,”

Mika answers sarcastically, looking at him.

“Once I get out, I will continue to ignore you, you idiot.”

Mika says, trying to pull her wrist away.

Killua wasn't willing to let that happen. He tightened his grip even more, pulling Mika as close as possible to him.

"No, you will not,"

he growled. His tone was frighteningly serious now.

"You're going to listen to me right now,"

he continued, looking down at her with a glare.

"Then, you're going to forgive me and we're going to act like nothing happened."

His grip grew tighter still.

Mika approaches him with a cold and sarcastic look,

“Was that a threat from you or what, Mr. Killua Zoldyck...”

She smiles sarcastically as she looks away angrily, then looks back at him.

Killua looked at her with a dark glare, his grip tightening further still.

"I don't joke when it comes to you, Mika,"

he growled.

His thumb pressed into her wrist, causing some light pain as he did so.

"So forgive me or..."

He left the last bit ambiguous on purpose, not wanting to spell it out. The threat was clear enough without him saying more.

"What? Will you hit me, Killua, or will you do what you're good at, killing?"

Mika says sarcastically as she looks at him.

Killua scowled. He hated it when Mika had something snarky to say. She had this annoying ability to get under his skin and irritate him to no end. He knew it was the whole reason she did it, but it still annoyed him. He pressed his thumb even harder into the wrist, his glare growing darker still.

"I wouldn't have to do anything to you if you'd just..."

he left the last part ambiguous again, but the meaning was still clear enough. Why was she making this so difficult.

“Why did Killua kiss me that day?”

Mika asked in a cold tone.

“Why?”

Killua stared at Mika as she finally asked him the big question.

"That... because I was stupid,"

he said, his tone still angry.

"I was confused back then. You reminded me of people I cared about, and I acted stupidly."

He let out a frustrated and annoyed huff, releasing the pressure on her wrist as he did so. Was that the key? If she finally knew the truth, would she stop being so dismissive toward him.

"You kissed me because you think it's stupid, huh,"

she let out a sarcastic laugh,

"because I reminded you that Gon, Kurpika, and Leorio said I saw you again. I was just something to take out your anger on, I guess."

Her voice was very angry.

Killua stared back silently. Mika was probably right, but he still didn't want to admit it. But he also knew he couldn't just hide it anymore either. His mind was spinning and he was having trouble organizing his thoughts as he tried to articulate a response that she'd like. He wanted the whole ordeal to end, and he was willing to just tell her the truth to achieve it.

"No... you've... you've always meant a lot more to me then that."

He looked her in the eyes.

"Mika... I actually *do* have feelings for you..."

“Fucking idiot,”

Mika whispers in a low voice as she steps past him and repeatedly presses the elevator button. She no longer wants to hear his voice or even believe him.

“Open, you fucker!”

Mika shouts as she hits the elevator door with her fist several times.So much so that she hurt her fingers.

Killua couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. Mika was so angry and frustrated, and it was kind of funny to see her act so childishly.

"Mika, stop..."

he said, reaching out to grab her wrist again as she hit the elevator button repeatedly. But this time, he didn't tighten his grip or cause her any pain. He was simply trying to get her to calm down as he talked to her.

", just let me explain. I do have feelings for you, and I always have."

Mika's fingers were bleeding a little but she was still angry, not looking at his face..

"I want to get out of here now.."

She was still pressing the button in a state of anger... She was afraid that if she believed Killua, he would say the same thing.

Killua watched, wondering just how much longer Mika was going to continue this rampage. But he couldn't help but find the whole spectacle amusing. Despite how angry she was, there was something so... immature about it. She was hitting a button so desperately, like she was expecting a miracle to happen and the elevator to open.

It was cute.... and it was hilarious seeing the lengths she was going to.

"Stop hitting the button, they don't open any faster"

Killua finally said. *She really had no idea how elevators worked, did she.

She raises her eyebrows and then looks at him,

“Do you think this is funny?”

She bites her lips hard,

“Do you want me to hit your stupid head against the wall now, idiot”

Killia looked at her with an amused nod.

"A little bit... yes. And I wouldn't mind seeing if you could even hurt me, to be honest."

Despite all of his anger and frustration with Mika, he still couldn't help but find her amusing. Her reactions were cute, even if she *was* acting like a child right now.

"I mean, you do realize they'll open at the same time regardless of when you press it right?"

he said, still grinning at her.

Killua's chest was on Mika's back. Killua was holding her hands so she wouldn't hurt herself again...

"You said you love me,"

Mika says sarcastically as she breathes slowly.

Killua let out a chuckle and turned her to look at him.

"I said I had feelings,"

he corrected her.

"I mean, you're cute and all... and I enjoy it when we spend time together. But I don't know if I can call what I have for you *love*. That's a very serious word, after all."

He looked at her earnestly, keeping her hands in his.

"But I do know that I like you, a lot. And I've wanted to see where it might go... But I don't know if that happens if you won't talk to me."

“How do you want things to go, smart one?”

Mika answers in a cold tone.

Killua was starting to question if he could have a serious conversation with Mika for more than five seconds without her making a sarcastic remark or something childish... but there was no one else he'd rather talk to right now. He just had to hope he didn't say anything to push her away once more.

"I don't know..."

he said quietly. He had a lot of ideas on how it *could* go, but couldn't say for certain.

"I just wanted to spend time with you and to get to know you better. I do enjoy your company, after all."

"As someone from Killua, answer honestly...as someone who wants to be with me...if you give me an answer that is the opposite of what I'm thinking now, I will never give you a chance,"

Mika answers.

Killua considered her words carefully, not liking the sound of this ultimatum. But he had no choice but to answer honestly. It wouldn't do him any good otherwise - especially if he messed up his chance to finally be with Mika.

"If I wanted to be with you,"

he began, taking a deep breath to steady himself. He was about to say something he'd never said to *anyone* before... the idea of doing so was terrifying to him.

"I would... I would treasure you as much as I could. I would protect you. And I would never intentionally hurt you."

“The last question: Do you say these words in your capacity as a lover or as a friend?”

This was the question that would decide their relationship.

Killua took another deep breath, considering how to answer. It was a hard choice, but one that had to be made. And he knew that he was willing to give up the friendship to make it.

"As a lover...."

he said quietly. He hoped he hadn't made the wrong choice, but he knew there was no going back now.

Mika hugs him tightly, burying her face in his neck,

“This is what I wanted to hear,”

Mika whispers in a low voice.

Killua froze when Mika hugged him, a smile growing on his face. For a moment, he was at a loss. He had hoped for a good response, of course, but hadn't dared to think it might actually happen. But now it was here, and he wasn't sure what to do about it.

Finally, he wrapped his arms around Mika and pulled her back against his chest. He didn't know what to say. He just hugged her, wanting nothing more than to embrace her for as long as he could.

“I love you so much Killua...”

Mika says as she kisses his cheek gently.

Killua was speechless. He had never expected Mika to say that. He was over the moon happy now, and he had no clue how to respond.

He pulled her back against him and gently lifted her chin with his hand to make her look at him. Her lips were so nearby now... He couldn't help it.

He pulled her closer, finally giving Mika the passionate kiss she had wanted for so long.

“Hmm, excuse me,”

says a voice on the elevator loudspeaker. It was the elevator’s security camera guard.

Killua looked at the camera and gave a sheepish wave, still not wanting to let go of Mika. He would gladly make a fool of himself if it meant he could spend even one more second with her.

"Just ignore him... I'm sure he's seen worse!"

he said with a cheeky grin, turning his attention back to Mika.

The door opened a few seconds later, and Killua walked out with Mika still in his arms, still hugging her tightly.

He was so happy to finally have her back. This was the best day of his life, and he hoped they could spend the rest of it together.

He didn't care if there was a security guard watching them. He was only focused on one thing - getting to know Mika better. His girlfriend. Now that he had her back in his life, he wasn't ever letting go.

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Killua x Mika x A night of kisses

It was a snowy night. Killua and Mika were in the fireplace. Mika was sitting on his lap, holding a cup of hot cocoa, and he was wrapping a blanket around them.

"Killua, I have a question for you. Have you ever loved a girl before me? I'm curious."

Mika says as she drinks and looks at the warm fire.

Killua's eyes widened at Mika's sudden question, and he felt a slight flush on his cheeks.

"M-Mika! What kind of question is that? Of course not!"

He exclaimed, trying to hide his embarrassment.

"Why would you even ask me something like that?"

He tried to shift uncomfortably under her weight, but she didn't seem to notice or mind.

"Look, can we just enjoy the fire and hot cocoa together without bringing up silly things like love?"

He asked, hoping to change the subject before it got any more awkward between them.

“Oh, that means I'm first, haha, I'm lucky,”

we say to Mika as she drinks happily .

Killua rolled his eyes at Mika's response, muttering under his breath about how ridiculous she could be sometimes. He took a sip of his own hot cocoa and tried to focus on the fire instead of their conversation.

The warmth from the flames began to lull him into a sense of calmness, and he started to feel more relaxed. Maybe it wasn't so bad being here with Mika after all... at least for now. As he looked up at her face, he noticed that she seemed content as well - something he hadn't seen much lately.

He slowly reached over and placed a hand gently on top of hers which were holding onto the mug.

"Thanks for the hot cocoa, Mika,"

he said softly, trying not to make it sound too awkward or forced.

"I guess we can just enjoy each other's company while we have it."

“Okay, but admit it, haha. You like it when we fight, haha. These things add action to our lives.”

We say as she grabs a strawberry and puts it in his mouth.

Killua blinked in surprise as Mika suddenly put a strawberry into his mouth. He chewed slowly, savoring the sweetness of it while trying not to let her comment about fighting get under his skin too much.

"I don't like it when we fight,"

he said finally, setting down his half-empty mug of cocoa and leaning back against the sofa.

"We should try something different for once - like spending time together without arguing or getting on each other's nerves."

His voice was calm but firm; he meant what he said, even if he didn't think she would take him seriously right now.

Mika changes her position and turns around and wraps her legs around his waist,

“Okay, but I will try, haha, because you look attractive and I’m angry.”

She gently caresses his cheek..

Killua's heart skipped a beat as Mika turned around and wrapped her legs around his waist. He couldn't help but feel a small thrill at her touch, even though he knew it was probably just a friendly gesture from her side.

"M-Mika..."

He started to say, unsure of how to react to this sudden change in their dynamic. His eyes met hers for a moment before dropping down to where she was gently caressing his cheek.

He could feel himself growing harder underneath the blanket they were sharing, but he didn't want to make things any more awkward between them by saying or doing anything too forward right now.

Instead, he leaned forward slightly and pressed a gentle kiss against her palm which rested on his cheek - an attempt at both calming down the situation and expressing his gratitude for her presence there with him tonight.

“Very cute...and you are blushing, haha, I want to bite your red cheeks,”

he teases.

Killua's face grew even redder at Mika's teasing words, but he couldn't deny that there was a part of him which found them strangely arousing.

"M-Mika... don't say things like that,"

he stammered out, trying to keep his composure as best he could under the circumstances.

He knew she wasn't being serious, but still, her words were having an effect on him - one he wasn't quite sure how to handle just yet.

He swallowed hard and took another sip of cocoa, hoping it would help cool down his flushed cheeks before they said or did something they might regret later on.

“Who are you afraid of?”

She raises her eyebrows at him sarcastically,

“Don’t tell me that you don’t know how to flirt with your girlfriend or return her flirtation.”

She annoys him even more.

Killua rolled his eyes at Mika's sarcasm, but he couldn't deny the truth in her words. He was a bit out of practice when it came to flirting or returning affection openly - something which had always made him feel uncomfortable and awkward around girls like Mika.

"I... I don't know what you mean,"

he mumbled, trying not to sound too defensive about it.

"Let's just enjoy our hot cocoa together, okay?"

He shifted slightly underneath her weight, hoping she would get the hint that maybe they should tone down their teasing for now and focus on relaxing instead.

The last thing he wanted was another argument breaking out between them before they even managed to finish their drinks.

She kisses his neck gently,

“You're really boring,”

you complain

Killua let out a soft groan as Mika's lips brushed against his neck.

"I am not boring,"

he protested weakly, trying to ignore the tingling sensation her touch was causing beneath the blanket.

He took another sip of cocoa and looked away from her, focusing on the dancing flames in the fireplace instead. It was better this way - less tempting for both of them if they kept their distance like this.

Besides, they still had some quality time together without arguing or fighting; maybe that was enough for now.

“Okay, kiss me or do something romantic, haha,”

she complains, playing with the sleeve of his shirt .

Killua hesitated for a moment before reluctantly leaning in to press his lips against Mika's. It was chaste at first, just a gentle brush of their mouths together. But as they lingered there, his tongue tentatively slipped out to explore her mouth - and she responded in kind.

He couldn't help but feel a wave of heat wash over him as their kiss deepened; it was almost like all the tension between them had been released in this one passionate moment. When they finally pulled away, both of them were breathless and flushed with excitement.

"Satisfied?"

He asked sarcastically, though he couldn't quite hide the amused twinkle in his eyes.

“Hahaha, I felt like a little kid kissed me now,”

Mika answers

Killua rolled his eyes at Mika's teasing words, but he couldn't deny that there was a part of him which found her playfulness endearing.

"You wanted me to do something romantic,"

he pointed out defensively.

"I just kissed you - what more do you want?"

He took another sip of cocoa and shifted slightly in her embrace, trying not to think about how good it felt to be this close to her again. It had been too long since they'd spent quality time together without arguing or fighting; maybe they should make an effort to do more things like this in the future.

"What would you like to do next?"

He asked casually, hoping she wouldn't come up with anything too crazy or embarrassing.

“Mmm, try saying a poem, for example,”

she leaned on his shoulder

Killua's eyes widened in surprise at Mika's request for a poem. He cleared his throat awkwardly and began to recite one from memory:

"The moon is high, the stars are bright,

Amidst this darkness, we find light.

For you, my love, I'll always shine,

Even when the world seems unkind."

He finished with a small smile, hoping she would appreciate the effort he had put into it - even if it wasn't his own work.

"How was that?"

He asked nervously, waiting for her reaction.

Mika laughed, causing her to fall hard to the ground, still laughing

Killua blinked in surprise as Mika suddenly fell to the ground, still laughing. He quickly reached out to catch her before she could hurt herself and ended up pulling her into a tight hug instead.

"Are you okay?"

He asked anxiously, running his hands through her hair gently.

"I'm sorry if that was cheesy or something; I just thought it would be nice."

He pulled back slightly to look at her face, hoping she wasn't too upset with him for trying something new tonight.

“No, she was very beautiful, haha, but I laughed because of your facial expressions when you were saying poetry...I was like a tomato.”

Killua couldn't help but chuckle at Mika's response.

"Well, maybe we can try something else next time,"

he said, trying to sound convincingly casual about it.

He leaned in for another kiss, this time more intentional than their previous one. As he deepened the kiss, he slipped one hand under her shirt, exploring the soft skin of her stomach with his fingers.

She responded in kind, wrapping her arms around him and pressing her body closer to his.

When they finally pulled away again, both of them were breathless and flushed with desire.

"That was... better,"

he said with a satisfied smile, trailing his fingers along her jawline.

Mika kissed his cheek gently,

"Yes, it was better than the best."

Killua couldn't help but feel a warm glow inside at Mika's words.

"You know,"

he said thoughtfully,

"maybe we should try something like this more often."

He reached down to grab the blanket they were sharing, pulling it up over their bodies as they settled back into their comfortable positions on the sofa.

For now, though, all he wanted was to enjoy this moment with her - without any arguments or fights getting in the way.

"What do you think?"

He asked casually, looking into her eyes for a sign of agreement.

“Mmm what?”

she caressed his hair gently

Killua smiled softly at Mika's gentle touch.

"I was just thinking about how nice it is to have some quality time with you like this,"

he said, nestling closer to her under the blanket.

"No more arguments or fights, just being here together. What do you say? Wanna make it a regular thing?"

He teased her, hoping she would appreciate his attempt at levity in this serious conversation

Killua couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement wash over him as Mika agreed to his suggestion. He leaned in to kiss her again, this time with more passion than before.

As their lips met, he began unbuttoning her shirt slowly, savoring the sight of her bare skin being revealed little by little. She responded eagerly, helping him push the fabric off her shoulders and down her arms until it pooled at her waist.

"You're so beautiful,"

he murmured against her lips, running his hands over her smooth stomach. She gasped softly as he trailed his fingers lower, skimming along the edge of her pants suggestively.

Killua couldn't contain his excitement any longer; he moved one hand to tug gently at the hem of Mika's shirt, urging it upwards. She responded willingly, lifting her hips to help him remove the barrier between them.

As their lower bodies were finally pressed against each other, heat radiated off both of them in waves. Killua's hands moved slowly up her thighs, tracing gentle patterns on her skin as they explored new territory together. She moaned softly, arching into his touch with a need that matched his own.

For now, all that mattered was this moment - no arguments or fights, just pure passion and desire for each other. And with each passing second, it seemed like their bond only grew stronger.

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Killua x Mika x Hoodie brawl 👕👕

Killua was sitting on the chair waiting for Mika after she was late in returning home... It was midnight now after Mika finally entered and found Killua with a cold and annoyed face.

“Have you not slept yet Killua...I told you not to wait for me?”

Mika says as she takes off her shoes

Killua looked at Mika, his eyes cold and unyielding.

"I told you to be back by 10. It's now midnight,"

he said, his voice low and threatening.

"You're lucky I didn't go looking for you."

"And no, I haven't slept yet,"

he continued, still glaring at her.

"If you hadn't kept me up with your incessant chatter earlier, maybe I would have been able to get some rest."

“Don't put the blame on me...you know I work hard,”

Mika says as she approaches him and crosses her arms

Killua scoffed at Mika's words.

"Work hard? You call that work?"

He asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"All you do is talk and socialize all day long. I should have known better than to expect anything from someone like you."

He turned away from her, trying to hide the frustration he felt. But he couldn't help but mutter under his breath,

"And another thing, if you're going to be out so late, at least have the decency to text or call me."

“Why, are you afraid for me or what?”

she teases him.

Killua's face flushed red at Mika's teasing, his anger momentarily forgotten.

"I am not afraid!"

He retorted sharply.

"It's just common courtesy to let someone know where you are."

He took a deep breath to calm himself down before continuing.

"Besides, I have things to do too,"

he said through gritted teeth.

"And having to wait up for you all the time is really starting to get on my nerves."

"Oh, don't lie. You're worried about me, haha. You know I'm strong,"

Mika says, making a cute defensive move.

Killua rolled his eyes at Mika's antics.

"I'm not lying,"

he insisted, trying to ignore the way her words were getting under his skin.

"And yes, I know you're strong. But that doesn't mean you can just do whatever you want without considering others."

He sighed heavily, feeling like they were going in circles again.

"Look, let's just try and get some sleep,"

he suggested reluctantly.

"We have a big day tomorrow with training and all."

“Wait, I have something for you,”

Mika says as she takes out a black hoodie from the bag,

“I bought it for you, haha.”

She holds it up to him.

Killua's eyes narrowed at the sight of the black hoodie. It looked comfortable and stylish at the same time, something that he would definitely wear. But he knew better than to show any enthusiasm around Mika.

"I don't need any gifts from you,"

he said coldly, looking away from the hoodie.

"Just try and remember your curfew from now on."

Mika looks at the hoodie and looks down sadly...

“Okay,”

she says as she puts the hoodie on the sofa and goes into the bathroom and closes the door.

Killua watched as Mika put the hoodie on the sofa and went into the bathroom. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for being so harsh with her, even if she did deserve it.

He sighed heavily and got up from his chair, walking over to the couch. With a quick glance at the bathroom door, he picked up the black hoodie and held it close to his chest. It smelled like Mika, which only served to annoy him more.

As he sat back down in his chair, he resolved to ignore Mika for the rest of the night and focus on getting some sleep.

(The next day)

As the sun rose over the training grounds, Killua continued to practice his Nen with Gon and Zushi. His focus was sharp, his mind clear of any thoughts of the previous night's argument with Mika.

The training was intense, and the air was thick with the sounds of their Nen exercises. Killua felt himself growing stronger with every strike and every movement.

By mid-afternoon, Killua, Gon, and Zushi were sweaty and exhausted from their training. They took a much-needed break to catch their breath and rehydrate.

"So, where's Mika today?"

Zushi asked between gulps of water.

"She didn't train with us today ."

"She probably just slept in,"

Killua muttered, not taking his eyes off the tree line where they'd seen a few birds fly off earlier. He was still annoyed with her and didn't want to talk about her.

But Zushi wasn't deterred.

"She didn't answer when we called her this morning either,"

he said, frowning.

"Do you"

Killua scowled at Zushi.

"I don't know,"

he said through gritted teeth.

"And I really couldn't care less."

He turned his attention back to the tree line, hoping to catch another glimpse of a bird or some other wildlife that might distract him from Mika and her annoying habits.

But as much as he tried to focus on the training and their surroundings, thoughts of Mika kept creeping back into his mind.

By late afternoon, Killua was tired and hungry.

While they were walking, Killua was looking at Zushi.

"What's wrong?"

Killua asked, concern lacing his voice.

Zushi shook his head, coming out of his reverie.

"Nothing...it's just...Mika isn't answering our calls anymore,"

he admitted quietly.

"I hope she's okay."

Killua paused outside Mika's door, his hand hovering over the knob. He knew she was still upset with him, but he also couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was wrong.

After a few moments of hesitation, he turned the knob slowly and stepped inside, closing the door behind him with a soft click

The room was quiet, the only sound the gentle rustling of curtains as the afternoon sunlight filtered through the window. Mika's bed was unmade, her sheets and pillows tossed haphazardly to the side. Her backpack was still by the door, untouched since they'd returned from training.

Killua moved cautiously towards Mika's bed, his heart racing with a strange mixture of dread and concern. He didn't want to find anything wrong with her, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

As he reached the side of her bed, he gently nudged her shoulder.

"Mika?"

He whispered.

"Are you okay?"

“What do you want?”

Mika says, turning her back to him .

Killua's eyes widened at Mika's sharp tone. He hadn't meant to startle her, but his worry was getting the better of him.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay,"

he said quietly, taking a tentative step closer.

"You haven't been answering our calls all day."

Mika let out a frustrated sigh and rolled over to face him. Her expression softened slightly as she saw the concern in his eyes.

"I'm fine,"

she said, though it sounded more like a forced assertion than an actual statement of well-being.

"I just needed some time alone, okay?"

Killua knows that she is still angry because he rejected the gift of the hoodie. He looked at the sofa and found that the hoodie was still there. It was purple, Killua's favorite color.

Killua's eyes darted towards the sofa, noting the black hoodie still sitting on top of it. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for being so dismissive of Mika's gift.

"Look,"

he said, clearing his throat.

"I'm sorry about how I reacted to your gift."

He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing.

"It was just...a lot going on and I didn't handle it well."

Mika looked at him skeptically, but didn't interrupt.

"I should have been more understanding,"

Killua went on.

"And I definitely shouldn't have made you feel bad about it. It's just...you know how much I like purple."

He shrugged sheepishly.

There was silence in the room for a moment as they both processed what had been said. Finally, Mika let out a sigh.

"Fine,"

she said reluctantly.

Killua reached over and carefully picked up the Violet hoodie, holding it out in front of him. He couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious as he slipped it on, aware that Mika was watching him.

The fabric was soft against his skin, and he had to admit that it did look good on him. He pulled the hood over his head, hiding his face from Mika as he adjusted the fit.

"Thank you,"

he mumbled into the hood.

"For the gift."

There was another moment of silence before Mika spoke.

"You're welcome,"

she said quietly.

They sat there in an awkward silence for a few more moments before Killua stood up.

"Well,"

he said, clearing his throat.

"I guess I'll see you around, then."

Mika nodded, not looking at him as he left the room. As the door closed behind him, she let out a sigh and leaned back against her pillows,

As the door to Killua's room clicked shut, he let out a slow breath that he hadn't realized he was holding. He walked over to his bed and sat down heavily, running his fingers through his hair in frustration.

But even as he tried to push away thoughts of Mika, he couldn't help but lean forward and take a deep whiff of the Violet hoodie. It smelled like her, warm and inviting, and for a moment, he just closed his eyes and savored the scent.

He knew they had a long way to go before they could be anything more than annoying roommates, but for now, he would enjoy this small victory - accepting Mika's gift without any arguments.

With a soft smile on his face, Killua reached into his drawer and pulled out a picture of Alluka, tucking it underneath the fabric of the hoodie so she would always be close to him.

#hunterxhun hunterxhunterfan hunterxhunterhisoka hxh hunterxhunter killuazoldyck mika_406gonfreecs gongyoohxhoc mika_yuki_hunter

[fuzzyducktyphoon]

Killua x Mika x I will be romantic with you

Mika was sitting with Killua while they were watching a movie together...and the hero was kissing the fingertips of the heroine's hand, and this made Mika scream from the cuteness.

“Oh, this move is very nice.”

Mika says as she covers her mouth with her hands...

Killua sighed heavily, rolling his eyes at Mika's reaction.

"Of course you think it's nice, it's got all the cheesy romance stuff that you love so much."

He scoffed, not even trying to hide his annoyance with her.

"Could you please try and contain your squeals? It's giving me a headache,"

he grumbled, reaching over to turn up the volume on the TV in an attempt to drown out her squealing.

"Haha, of course, because you don't know anything about romance...even though I've been dating you for a year, you haven't done anything romantic with me,"

Mika says sarcastically as she eats popcorn...

"Yeah, well, I didn't realize it was that important to you,"

Killua replied, his tone slightly defensive.

"Besides, we've been busy with training and other stuff. Can't we just enjoy the movie without bringing up all this sappy nonsense?"

He took a swig of his soda, trying to ignore the comment about their relationship. Deep down, he knew Mika was right – he could have been more romantic with her – but he wasn't sure how to go about it. And honestly, he'd rather just focus on their goals and leave the mushy stuff out of it.

Mika is upset, but she does not say anything. She grabs an apple and a knife to peel it, but she makes a mistake and cuts her fingers, and they become asphalt.

“Damn.”

Mika is in pain and blood falls to the ground.

Killua turned to look at Mika, concern evident on his face as he saw her cut fingers.

"Hey, are you okay? You didn't hurt yourself too badly, did you?"

He asked, reaching out to touch her arm lightly.

"Here,"

he said, grabbing a napkin and handing it to her.

"Use this to wrap around your finger and press down on the wound. Maybe that'll stop the bleeding."

As he waited for her response, Killua couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt. Maybe he should have been more considerate of her feelings all this time...

But Mika ignores him and goes to the bathroom to wash the wound

Killua watched as Mika went to the bathroom, a frown tugging at his lips. He knew she was upset with him, but he didn't know how to make it better.

He sighed heavily and turned back to the TV, trying to distract himself from the tension in the air. But even with the noise of the movie filling his ears, he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong between them.

Maybe after the movie, he could try talking to her about what was bothering her...if she wasn't still too mad at him for not being more romantic.

Killua decided to check on her. He went into the bathroom and found that Mika was washing the blood from her body, and he stood behind her

Killua's heart skipped a beat as he realized where Mika was. He cleared his throat, trying to sound casual.

"Um, you okay in there? Need any help?"

He didn't move from his spot behind her, feeling like an intruder but unable to bring himself to leave just yet. Part of him hoped that maybe this would be the moment for them to make up and start over fresh...but another part knew it wouldn't be that easy.

Mika shakes her head sarcastically

“Look, who decided to get romantic with me now?”

Mika answers.

Killua's face flushed red at Mika's sarcastic comment. He knew he had to say something, but the words caught in his throat.

"I-I didn't mean it like that,"

he stammered, wishing he could take back what he'd said.

He sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair.

"Look, I'm sorry if I haven't been very considerate of your feelings lately. It's just...we've been so focused on training and our goals that I guess I forgot about other stuff."

There was another long pause before he finally continued.

"Would you maybe be willing to give me another chance? To try and be more romantic or whatever it is you want?"

She extended her wounded fingers to him,

"If I were dating a man other than you, he would have kissed my fingers and told me that everything was fine, but no, you're like a rock."

Killua's eyes widened at Mika's words, feeling a mix of surprise and...something else. Something warm spreading through his chest as he realized what she was saying.

He reached out and took her wounded hand in his, gently pressing his lips against the soft skin of her fingertips.

"I'm sorry,"

he murmured, feeling a rush of emotion he couldn't quite understand.

"I really am."

And then, without thinking too much about it, he pulled her close to him, their bodies pressed together from chest to hip. His heart was pounding erratically in his chest as he felt the heat of her skin against his own.

He wasn't sure what this meant for them or where they were going from here – all he knew was that right now, in this moment, he wanted nothing more than to be with her.

"What now? Are you going to cry?"

Mika teased him as she patted his back .

Killua smirked despite himself, shaking his head.

"No, not yet at least,"

he replied, his voice a deep rumble against her skin.

"But I might if you keep teasing me like that."

He moved his lips to the side of her neck, nibbling softly on her earlobe before pulling back to look her in the eyes.

"You really do make me crazy sometimes,"

he said, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

There was a long pause as they simply stood there, looking at each other. And then, without another word, Killua leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, his hands sliding up her sides to rest on her shoulders.

He felt a shiver run down his spine as she moaned softly against his mouth, her body melting into his.

For a moment, everything else faded away – their worries, their goals, even the movie they were supposed to be watching. All that mattered was this feeling of blissful abandon, of being wrapped up in each other's arms and lost in a world of their own.

Mika breaks the kiss and laughs at him,

“I bet you learned that from the movie.”

She raises her eyebrows .

Killua grinned sheepishly as Mika broke the kiss, a blush tinting his cheeks.

"Maybe,"

he admitted, leaning down to nibble on her earlobe playfully.

"But I think you'll agree it was worth learning."

He pulled back and looked into her eyes, feeling a warmth spread through him at the thought of being with her like this. For so long, their relationship had been focused solely on training and achieving their goals – but now, finally, they were able to let go of that pressure and just enjoy each other's company.

"Thank you for giving me another chance,"

he said softly, running a hand down her cheek before pressing their lips together once more. This time, there was no teasing or hesitation – only a deep, passionate connection that left them both breathless when they finally pulled apart.

"Okay, but that doesn't mean I'll stop bothering you,"

Mika replied sarcastically .

Killua laughed softly at Mika's sarcasm, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close.

"I wouldn't want it any other way,"

he murmured into her ear, kissing the soft skin there.

For a moment, they simply stood there, basking in the afterglow of their kiss. And then, as if realizing where they were and what they were doing, they broke apart, both blushing deeply.

"We should probably finish watching the movie,"

Killua said with a small smile, holding out his hand for Mika to take.

"But don't worry – I'll be sure to show you some proper romance later."

Mika rolled her eyes at him, but she couldn't help but smile back. And as they walked back to the couch together, hand in hand, they both knew that this was just the beginning of something new – and incredibly exciting.

#hunterxhun hunterxhunterfan hunterxhunterhisoka hxh hunterxhunter killuazoldyck mika 406gonfreecs gongyoohxhoc mika yuki hunter #hunterxhun hunterxhunterfan hunterxhunterhisoka hxh hunterxhunter killuazoldyck mika_406gonfreecs gongyoohxhoc mika_yuki_hunter

[fuzzyducktyphoon]

Killua x Mika x Will you accept to be my wife, Mick

(🔞The story contains sensitive content about the age of Killua and Mika in story 23)

“So Killua means that your family intends to make you the next heir to Zoldyck,”

while she was lying on his chest and playing with the strands of his white hair...

...He smiled, his expression warm and reassuring. His face was only illuminated by the moonlight that came through the window, though the faint smell of the roses in his hair and the feel of her fingers moving through his hair gave him the feeling she was caressing his own head.

"I suppose that means you want to get married."

His voice was soft, yet laced with a note of teasing.

"Are you sure you want to do this now?"

Killua gave her a knowing smirk, their bodies close beneath the blankets.

"Well, you've been asking me to marry you for a year...but I don't want to get involved in your family's affairs,"

we say to Mika as she caresses his chest.

"My father does hold high expectations for me."

Killua chuckled, running his hands up and down Mika's arms.

"I wouldn't blame you if you left because I wasn't man enough to say no, but I couldn't take that. Not when it includes you."

His lips found hers, their tongues twisting as his hands pulled the blankets closer to them as he rolled her on top of him. She looked so beautiful, her hair falling against her neck as she smiled.

"Does this mean yes?"

“Hahaha, I don’t want you to ask me to marry you in bed, I want it in a romantic way,”

Mika says, licking his lips.

"Hmmm, how about this then?" Killua whispered, his eyes never breaking hers as his thumb caressed her cheek.

"Close your eyes."

When she did, he pulled himself out of their covers before pulling a small wooden chest from under his side of the bed. It contained a single, simple ring. It was engraved with ivy leaves, a symbol of life and fertility.

"Will you marry me, Mika?"

Killua smiled, holding his hand out with the ring displayed for her to see.

"I promise it won't always be this spontaneous."

“Haha, what do you mean? Will it be difficult?”

Mika teased him

Killua laughed, leaning his head back.

"I mean, usually men don't propose while the woman they love is on top of them! Usually they have some sort of romantic plan, you know, with flowers and dinner beforehand. And a nice, fancy ring."

He gestured to the engravings of ivy leaves, the symbol that he knew was her favorite.

"But I'm not much of a fancy person, am I? I hope you don't mind."

Mika looks at the ring,

"Did you choose it?"

"I did."

Killua shrugged, his eyes never leaving hers.

"I thought it was pretty. So I made sure to get a jeweler to engrave it. I thought the ivy leaves would make it perfect. You know how much you love them."

“It's not very luxurious, but it's made with love, like our relationship.”

His hand found hers, his thumb brushing her knuckles.

His smile faded, his gaze growing serious.

"But now I need to know. Will you marry me, Mika?"

She purses her lips childishly as she thinks because she wants to tease him more because she knows that he is a little nervous.

“I don’t know, mmm.”

She puts her fingers on her chin as she thinks.

Killua sighed, feeling a little anxious by her response despite his earlier words. He had to resist the urge to grab her and kiss her hard.

Killua rolled his eyes before playfully pulling Mika onto his lap, their faces only inches apart. There was light coming through from the window, the night sky visible just beyond it.

"Mika, come on! It's cold, I'm sitting half naked in bed, I love you, and you're still playing games?"

His hands ran through her hair, then down her neck, and then to her shoulders. He sighed as he rubbed those beautiful limbs, his gaze only on hers.

"Say yes already."

“Mmm, what if I say no, haha,”

she squeezes his cheeks gently

He growled playfully, pulling her head down until their noses were touching.

"If you say no, I'll steal a kiss. As much kissing as I can manage, as fast as my lips can go."

Killua's eyes were filled with laughter, his hand running down Mika's side as he waited for her answer.

“I see your patience is running out, haha,”

she runs her fingers through his hair.

"I'm about to lose my patience entirely."

Killua chuckled, looking up at Mika with his warm brown eyes.

"How about we try this? What if I ask you in a *slightly* more romantic fashion? Then will you say yes please?"

At her nod, Killua took a moment to compose himself. Then, looking back at her, he smiled.

"Would you share your life with me?" His expression had gone serious, his hand running through her hair.

"Will you be my wife, Mika?"

"You know I love you. I've spent every night with you for a year now, and I want to spend the rest of the night with you too. So come on, say"

'"yes'."

“Yes, I accept...I want to be yours for the rest of my life, Killua...for you alone,”

Mika answers

Killua's expression lit up, his arms pulling Mika into an embrace as he wrapped his body around hers. His lips found hers again, the two of them rolling onto the bed as they kissed.

His hands roamed over her body, the ring sliding on her finger as he kissed her neck, her collarbone, her soft breasts.

He pulled her close, his arms firmly wrapped around her as their lips met.

"I would choose you a thousand times over. I would die for you, I would kill for you, and I would give my soul so that you would never suffer a moment's unease."

His free hand slid down to touch the ring.

"We belong together, Mika."

He smiled, his eyes locked on hers. "My wife. Say it. Tell me you're my wife."

“I am Killua Zoldyck’s wife, haha, now I have changed from Mika Yuki to Mika Zoldyck,”

she says, looking at him.

Killua laughed, pushing Mika onto her back so he could look down on her. The faint light from the moon painted shadows on her bare body, the moonlight illuminating her features.

"Let me see your hand,"

Killua commanded. He wanted to see the ring on her finger, the symbol that they were one.

And then an idea hit him, and his eyes lit up.

"I have to tell you something."

“Mmm, what is it?”

Mika says, wrapping her legs around his waist as she waits for his answer.

"Look at your ring, Mika."

Killua commanded, his voice full of excitement.

If Mika were to look at the ring, she would notice the engraving had changed. It was the same pattern of ivy leaves, but the word *Zoldyck* had been engraved around the ring in delicate letters.

Killua lifted his head, looking at Mika for what felt like forever before he spoke in a hushed tone.

"I think I'm ready."

He whispered, his eyes never breaking hers, the ring on her finger glistening as the moonlight bathed them both.

"To have a child with you, my love."

His eyes had a certain glow to them, and at the moment, Killua did not care who, or what, knew.

"How about we get started now?"

Mika coughed as she looked at him,

“Wait, what?”

She blushed. This was the first time for Killua and Mika to have sex together.

"You heard me,"

Killua said with a grin, pushing down her shoulders until she was laying on the bed flat.

"You said yes, we're married, and I want to have a child with you. I'd like to have a child with the woman I love, and I would prefer that it not take years for the two of us to procreate."

His eyes were filled with desire, and just a touch of embarrassment at how forward he had been, but Killua wanted to be as honest as he could with Mika.

"Haha, you're really a hasty person. I know you've been wanting a child from me for a long time, but not this fast."

She laughs at him.

"Not this fast?"

Killua smirked, placing his hands underneath her shoulders and pushing them down towards the bed.

"Mika, darling, I could have your child in an hour or two, and if I had known you'd agree to it, I would've had your child a month ago."

His hands traced down her body.

"Why delay something you're going to do anyway? I'm going to give you a child, you know I will. "

Killua pulled Mika closer to him with his arms, his own embarrassment replaced by a laugh.

"Oh, but I do want it this fast. I want you to be pregnant with my child *today,* my love."

He teased, his lips brushing with hers in a soft kiss.

"You've been teasing me and keeping me waiting for so long, I think it's time you let me have you."

“Hahaha I used to enjoy wearing underwear or tight clothes in front of you because I know you wouldn’t do anything hahaha but now you are my husband”

she teases him even more.

"And what fun it will be, to finally have my wife in my bed,"

Killua said in a whisper, his eyes filled with promise as his body lay draped over Mika's. He leaned in, their lips brushing once more as he kissed her neck and collarbone, his fingers slowly untying her shirt...

Killua made sure to do this the right way, taking his time with everything. He did this for the one he loved most, with love and tenderness, with care and patience.

He wanted this to be the first time, yes. But he also knew that it would be the first of many. He wanted Mika to feel safe, and wanted, and loved. He wanted her to know that it would never be like this for anyone else, because it couldn't be.

Slowly, quietly, he made sure that this was the moment that Mika would never forget.

...Then came the sounds of buttons, of zippers, of material being stripped away. Soon enough, Killua pulled himself close to Mika's body, his hands caressing and exploring her skin.

"I've been wanting this moment,"

he said, kissing her neck once more.

"For so, so long..."

Killua kept his words at a whisper as a warm shiver crawled down Mika's back. His lips moved from her neck to her shoulder, then slowly down the smooth skin of her chest.

His fingers found the waistband of her trousers, untying it and rolling it down her legs until they fell to the bed.

"Let's make a new generation of Zoldycks tonight, Mika..."

Killua's voice was still soft, but there was desire in it he could no longer deny.

(after minutes)

The sounds of her moans filled the room and the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed rhythmically. Mika wrapped her legs around his waist as she moaned.

...It was a sweet melody to Killua's ears. For so long, all he'd ever heard was the noise of battle or the sound of training, or perhaps music. And then he met Mika, and heard the sound of her laugh, and then her moans.

She was his. He knew it now. The sounds that now filled the room were ones that Killua could and would listen to for the rest of their lives together.

His hands found the small of her back, his fingers running along the curves of her body while they maintained the rhythm. Killua's breath quickened, his skin growing hotter, his hips moving faster and faster.

She was his, and he was hers. And right now, the two of them were one.

...Killua was no longer trying to hold back. His voice was growing louder, the sounds of Mika filling him with passion. He wanted the best for her, he wanted to make her happy. Her satisfaction, her pleasure, it was his desire.

And if it meant he could create something together, a new life, a new future for them both, then there was nothing better that he could ask for.

...He would give her whatever she wanted, because she was his wife, his love, and his entire world. She was Mika Zoldyck now, and he was going to show her how much he wanted her for the rest of their lives together.

Killua's voice was a hoarse whisper as he sped up, his movements becoming more violent, his hands tightening on her body.

......

And the sounds she made were music to Killua's ears. She sounded so *happy*, and he wanted nothing more than to make her even happier. His muscles tightened, his hips moving even faster as she held him as tight as she could.

"Mika, my love. I love you, Mika. I love you so much. I want you to be happy, and I want you to have a family. I'm yours, and you're mine. We can make a child of our own..."

His muscles tensed, his hips moving frantically back and forth, their noises filling.

...He kept pushing, his voice growing hoarse, his breathing quickening. She was so responsive and so *loving,* and Killua knew it was because he was the one who made her feel this way.

And he wanted it to keep going, wanted to hear her screams. And more, he wanted to have a child with her. A part of himself that he would raise with her, grow with her. They could be a family, and it was the one thing left that Killua wanted most in life.

His lips brushed her neck, giving her tiny sips of breath as he whispered into her ear.

"Don't stop. Don't stop, Mika. Let me hear your moans more "

His breath was heavy, his body growing warmer as the sounds of their love filled his ears over and over again.

"I love you."

...Killua pushed harder, his movements faster and faster. And then, suddenly, he stopped at a whimper. He leaned down, resting his nose on Mika's neck and panting as he took her in.

Killua's arms wrapped tighter around her, his muscles tensing as he pulled back a moment, looking down at her and the sight of her body beneath his. With a final thrust, Killua let out a ragged moan, his eyes closing as his body pulsated. Their bodies were a tight, warm embrace, his lips finding Mika's as he panted for breath.

"Oh, Mika..."

...Minutes later, both of them lay in the dim light of the room, their clothing discarded on the floor. Killua's head lay on Mika's chest, his head buried in her breasts as he ran his fingers through her hair.

He lifted his head to look up at her.

"My love, when I look at you, I see the woman who makes me whole and complete. I see my reason for living and my joy in the world. And if I have been right, I will see your child one day. I can think of nothing more beautiful than that."

Mika chuckled as she watched Killua snuggle into her, burying his head between her breasts in a display of love and affection that made him look like a young child. She could feel the heat coming off of him, his body so warm and comforting.

"You'll see our child, my love. I'll make sure of it."

She gently rubbed his back as she smiled.

"Maybe more than one, I don't know, we'll have to see."

Then she paused, her fingers running along the curve of one of Killua's broad shoulders.

"We should give it a moment first."

“Just hope your family doesn't get involved in this, I don't want any trouble,”

Mika says, resting her chin on his head and stroking his hair.

"I wouldn't worry about them too much,"

Killua said, his face still hidden between her breasts.

"Now that we're married, they'll be a lot more respectful towards you."

His head moved from between her breasts to kiss the skin above her breasts, his fingers brushing along her shoulders.

"If they were to bother you, then I'd make sure to deal with it."

He turned his head up, so that he could look into her eyes.

"I'm your man, Mika. I love you, and I will always, always protect you."

The Zoldyck family has been a family of assassins and warriors for many generations. Killua, despite having trained since he was young, never wanted to follow in their footsteps, and eventually broke up with them.

“I know that my lover and husband Killua will protect me,”

she teased him,

“or you might be weak, mmm.”

"You think I'm weak?"

Killua chuckled, his arm wrapping around her waist to pull her closer as he tried to kiss her neck.

"You should see how much I train everyday for this body. It's so I can be perfect for you."

He let out a playful growl as his fingers ran down her hip, her ass, as his lips found the side of her neck. His tongue brushed over her skin before he bit it playfully.

Killua scoffed, giving Mika a playful kiss before leaning up and wrapping his arms around her.

"I can be as gentle as you wish, my love. But make no mistake, what we did tonight shows the side of me you're married to."

He chuckled, looking down at her.

"Let's just say I'm no weakling, Mika."

He gave her a wink before lowering his head back down until his face was buried again in her chest.

"Now I want to relax for a moment."

“Yes, yes, relax, after all this pushing and moaning and groaning, you have to rest,”

she mocks him, patting his back.

As the first rays of light poured in from beyond the window, Killua's eyes opened.

He stayed still for a moment, his body draped over Mika's, his head resting on her chest. Slowly the memories of the night before came back, and Killua's face turned to a smile.

He gave Mika a kiss on the neck, and his hand brushed the ring on her finger. She was his, and he was hers. His eyes sparkled as he looked forward to the future that lay before them.

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Killua x Mika x mixed feelings

Killua and Mika were now waiting for Gon in the metro. It was very cold. Mika was trying to warm up...

“Damn, it's so cold,”

she blows on her hands

Killua looked at Mika, shivering in the cold metro station. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance mixed with concern for her wellbeing.

"Here,"

he muttered, digging into his pocket and pulling out a hand warmer. Without looking at her, he held it out to her, not wanting to make contact with her any more than necessary.

"Take this,"

he said gruffly, his voice muffled by the scarf wrapped around his face.

"It should help."

“Oh, thanks,”

Mika says happily as she takes it from him .

Killua nodded curtly, looking away as he tried to avoid thinking about how close their hands had been for just a moment.

He could feel the heat from the hand warmer starting to seep through his gloves and into his skin, but it wasn't enough to fully thaw out the chill that seemed to have settled deep within him.

"So,"

he said finally, breaking the silence that had fallen between them.

"Do you think Gon will be alright? I hope he didn't get caught up in all this mess..."

“For God’s sake, Killua, he didn’t come back. An 18-year-old child will come now But I think you are the child here..”

She shook her head as she looked at the falling snow. She smiled, then took a handful of snow, balled it up, and threw it at Killua.

Killua flinched as the snowball hit him square in the chest, a small grunt of surprise escaping his lips. He stared at Mika for a moment before turning away with a huff, trying to brush off the remaining snow from his clothes.

"I'm not a child,"

he muttered under his breath, though whether it was meant for her or himself remained unclear.

"Hahaha, that's right, you're a naughty little kitten..."

She teases him and throws another snowball at his white hair.

Killua growled, whirling around to face Mika with a glare. The snow was starting to gather on his fur, making him look even more irritated than usual.

"Stop it,"

he snapped, raising a hand to ward off any further attacks from her.

Despite himself, he couldn't help but feel a small spark of amusement at their banter. It was the only time they seemed to truly connect, however tenuously. But as quickly as it had come, the moment passed, and he found himself once again lost in thought about Gon and their mission.

"Come on, Killua, haha. Are you afraid of a small snowball? Killua. Zoldyck is afraid of it, haha. Or maybe you want to play too?"

She stuck out her tongue at him childishly.

Killua rolled his eyes, trying not to smile in spite of himself. "Fine," he muttered, reaching down to scoop up a handful of snow from the ground. He formed it into a ball and hurled it back at Mika with all his might, aiming for her head this time.

There was a brief moment of satisfaction as he saw the surprise on her face before she too retaliated, turning their exchange into an impromptu snowball fight. For a few minutes, they both forgot about Gon and their mission, lost in the innocent, childish joy of simply being alive in that moment.

“Hahaha, Killua, wait, no, no.”

Killua paused mid-throw, a look of realization dawning on his face as he saw Mika's laughter. He quickly scooped up another handful of snow and formed it into a ball before rushing towards her. With surprising agility for someone so tall, he lifted her off the ground in one swift motion and carried her away from their makeshift battlefield.

"Here,"

he said gruffly, placing the snowball gently on her back where she couldn't reach it.

"I win."

“Hahaha, cheater,”

she laughs at him, hitting his shoulder lightly.

Killua rolled his eyes, though he couldn't help but smile as Mika continued to poke fun at him.

"Cheater or not,"

he said with a shrug,

"I still won."

He glanced around the station, taking in their surroundings for the first time since they had arrived. The snow was falling harder now, blanketing everything in a pristine white coat. Despite the cold, there was something almost magical about it all.

"Come on,"

he said suddenly, gesturing for her to follow him.

"Let's go find somewhere warm and dry before we freeze to death."

Mika follows him to a room inside one of the stations. Gon had sent a message and told them that he would return at midnight

Killua led Mika to a small room located off the main concourse of the metro station. It was dimly lit and warm, with a few worn-out chairs scattered around.

He motioned for her to sit down as he took a seat himself, pulling his scarf back to reveal his face for the first time in hours.

"Here,"

he said gruffly, holding out a thermal flask filled with hot water.

"Drink this."

Mika accepted it gratefully, taking a sip before passing it back to him. They sat in silence for a while, both lost in their thoughts about Gon and what might be happening to him outside in the snowstorm.

As the clock ticked closer to midnight, Killua's anxiety grew, his gaze constantly flickering towards the window. Finally, at the stroke of twelve, there was a jolt as the train arrived at their platform.

Killua shot Mika a warning look, his expression darkening as he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He knew it was Gon, but something about this whole situation didn't sit right with him.

"What happened?"

he demanded, standing up to confront his friend.

"Where have you been? Are you alright?"

Gon looked tired and worn out, but he managed a weak smile for Killua.

"I found what we were looking for,"

he said quietly, holding out a small metal object wrapped in cloth.

"But it wasn't easy."

Killua's eyes widened in surprise as he recognized the object in Gon's hand. It was a rare and valuable item, one that could change their fortunes forever. He reached out tentatively, careful not to damage it, and unwrapped the cloth cautiously.

"This is it?"

he breathed, his voice barely above a whisper.

"You found it?"

Gon nodded wearily, sinking down into one of the chairs with a sigh.

"It wasn't easy,"

he repeated, rubbing his eyes.

"But I managed to track it down."

Mika looked on curiously, clearly wondering what all the fuss was about. Killua didn't bother explaining; instead, he turned his attention back to Gon, a newfound respect for his friend growing within him. Despite everything, Gon had come through for them again.

"Okay, Gon, go to sleep. You're tired."

Mika patted Gon's back .

Killua watched as Mika gently urged Gon to get some rest, her tone soft and comforting. He couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at their closeness; it was something he had never experienced with anyone else before.

As much as he wanted to stay awake and keep watch over his friend, the exhaustion finally caught up to him, and he collapsed into one of the chairs himself. The warmth of the room lulled him into a fitful sleep, filled with dreams of snow and adventure.

When Killua awoke again, it was to the sound of footsteps outside in the hallway. He sat up quickly, reaching for his knife instinctively before realizing that it was just Mika returning from making sure everything was secure. She smiled tiredly at him, a flash of relief crossing her face when she saw that he was okay.

"Are you okay Killua?"

Mika said as she approached him. They were alone in the hallway

Killua nodded, pushing his tousled hair out of his face.

"Yeah,"

he said gruffly, trying to sound more confident than he felt.

"Just tired."

Mika hesitated for a moment before reaching out to touch his arm gently.

"You're worried about Gon, aren't you?"

she asked softly.

He looked away, unable to meet her gaze.

"A little,"

he admitted in a low voice.

"But he'll be fine. He always is."

Mika sighed, understanding all too well the fear that gripped Killua whenever they were separated from each other. She knew that deep down, he cared for Gon as much as she did.

"Let's go check on him,"

she said finally, leading the way back into their makeshift room.

Gon was still sleeping peacefully when they arrived, his breathing steady and even. Mika let out a sigh of relief, but Killua remained tense until his friend finally stirred awake a few minutes later.

But Gon was fine and went back to sleep...Killua and Mika now had only one bed...Mika said sheepishly,

"Uh...well, should we sleep in the same bed?"

Mika said sheepishly.

Killua glanced at Mika, a look of surprise crossing his face.

"What?"

he asked, taken aback by her suggestion.

Mika blushed, looking anywhere but at him.

"Well,"

she stammered,

"It's cold outside and we only have one bed...and Gon is already asleep..."

For a moment, Killua was lost in thought. Despite everything that had happened between them, they were still stuck together on this mission. And with only one bed available...

"Fine,"

he muttered finally, crawling into the other chair to make room for her on the narrow bed. He tried not to think about how close their bodies would be or how it might feel to have someone else beside him after so long alone.

As Mika climbed into the bed, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. This was uncharted territory for both of them, but somehow they had managed to find themselves here anyway.

The sounds of snow against the window and their uneven breathing filled the silence as they drifted off to sleep, unaware of what tomorrow might bring.

Killua and Mika slept in the same bed...Mika had fallen asleep, but Killua remained awake, staring at her while she was sleeping..

Killua stared at Mika in the dim light of the room, her features softened by sleep. He couldn't help but notice how young she looked when she wasn't trying to provoke him or pretend otherwise.

Despite everything that had happened between them, there was still an undeniable attraction there. Killua knew he shouldn't feel this way about someone like Mika, but he couldn't seem to control his own thoughts and feelings anymore.

As he watched her breathe slowly, a plan began to formulate in his mind. Maybe it was time for things to change between them—for both of their sakes. After all, they were stuck together on this mission, whether they liked it or not.

Softly, almost unconsciously, he reached out and brushed a strand of hair from her face, reveling in the gentle warmth of her skin against his fingertips. A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he closed his eyes, finally drifting off to sleep with Mika in his arms.

Killua awoke to the sound of snow against the window and a warm, contented feeling in his chest. For a moment, he couldn't remember where he was or what had happened. Then it all came rushing back—the mission, Gon, Mika...

He glanced down at her sleeping form nestled against him, her cheek pressed against his bare chest. Despite everything that had happened between them, there was something undeniably comforting about having someone else beside him for once.

With a sigh, he gently disentangled himself from Mika's sleeping form, careful not to wake her. He dressed quickly, grabbing their belongings before tiptoeing out into the hallway.

As he waited for Mika to wake up, Killua found himself lost in thought. Maybe this trip would be different than all the others—maybe they could finally put aside their differences and work together as true partners should. After all, they were stronger when they stood united against whatever challenges lay ahead.

Killua had his hands in his pockets as he smoked a cigarette while watching the snow.

“Didn’t I tell you not to smoke, Killua? It’s harmful,”

Gon said, patting her on the back.

Killua started at the sound of Gon's voice, nearly dropping his cigarette in surprise. He turned to face him, a look of mixed emotions crossing his features.

"What are you doing up so early?"

he asked, his tone somewhere between irritation and relief.

"I thought we were going to wait for Mika."

Gon shrugged, his expression softening slightly.

"I just wanted some air,"

he said simply.

"Besides, I figured it was only fair that someone keep an eye on our stuff while she slept."

Killua nodded, trying not to think about how close they had been last night or the way Gon had seemed to take care of them both. It was a strange feeling, but one that he couldn't quite shake off yet.

"Let's go wake her up then,"

he said finally, tossing his half-smoked cigarette aside and heading back inside.

“Mmmmm,”

Mika murmured as she slept. She was hugging the pillow with her legs, and her thigh was clearly visible in front of Killua and Gon.

Killua glanced at Mika as they approached the bed, trying not to stare too closely at her exposed leg. He cleared his throat, nudging Gon with his elbow discreetly.

"Hey,"

he said quietly,

"Let's wake her up."

Gon nodded, moving closer to the bed and gently shaking Mika's shoulder. She stirred, mumbling something incoherent before finally opening her eyes.

"What time is it?"

she asked groggily, blinking away the sleep from her eyes.

"It's almost noon,"

Killua replied shortly, avoiding her gaze.

"We should get going if we want to make any progress today."

Mika nodded, sitting up slowly and rubbing her eyes.

"Right,"

she said, looking around the room with a frown.

"I guess we should pack up then."

Killua and Gon exchanged looks, both of them hesitant to speak. They had shared more than they ever had before last night—a secret that bound them together in ways they couldn't quite understand yet.

As they continued on their journey, their bond only grew stronger. Despite all the obstacles they faced, they managed to overcome them together, relying on each other in ways they never thought possible.

And while there were still tensions between them at times, it was clear that something had changed forever between Killua, Mika, and Gon. A newfound respect for one another filled the air as they trekked through snowy mountains and dense forests, searching for clues about what lay ahead.

For now though, they focused on putting one foot in front of the other, grateful for each other's company as they ventured deeper into the unknown.

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