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kirbyxdesu · 7 years

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Sorry, I just realized I should probably clarify my last ask, I meant like a hxh pokemon AU! Where Gon and Killua are Pokemon trainers!

(So I apologize in advance. This took me WAY longer than expected and, again, I live in the Stone Ages of Pokemon and have literally not been into Pokemon since Pokemon 2000 was in theaters..when I was five…..so if that tells you anything about how old I am and how long it’s been, there ya go. I apologize the for shortness and how anti-climactic it is…maybe it’s cute at least? I swear I’ll do better with basically any other AU you give me!)

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Gotta x Catch x Em x All

“Killua, come on! Itwent this way!” Gon whined, jogging in place impatiently as he waited for hisbest friend to catch up.

Said friend cursed under his breath as he pulled himselfover the steep ridge, covered in dirt and grime. When the twelve-year-old lefthis mansion to become a Pokémon trainer, he’d expected intense battles (withhim winning, of course), a steady climb to fame, having money for all of thechocolate and junk food he could ever want- at the very least he expectedhaving dozens, if not hundreds, of cool looking Pokémon at his fingertips.

No, he most certainly did not sign up for this. He had twelve pokeballs- twelve! You want to know how manyPokemon he currently possessed? Fiveincluding his starter. After all his hard work, that’s all he had to bring tothe table.

He felt like it hadbeen months since he and Gon left the Professor’s lab. And he felt like he’daccomplished absolutely nothing. Nothing but capture four Pokémon- And he’dstruggled even with that. Gon, on the other hand, was proving to be a natural.His current inventory? Thirteen. The thought that that idiot was actuallybetter than him was enough to cause the contents of Killua’s stomach to lurch.Blue eyes looked up at his friend in annoyance as he tried to rid his shorts ofexcess dirt.

“How do you even knowthat?”

“I just do! I sense it!” Killua looked at the boyexasperated, his jaw dropped. He’s sofull of it.

“You sense it?” Herecovered from his shock and crossed his arms, “What? Are you a Pidgeywhisperer now? Are you sure your dad’s a Pokémon Master and not Pokémon? I mean since you just know themso well…” The shorter boy’s lefteyebrow twitched in annoyance.

“I could hearthem, you dummy!”

“You can hear them?” Killua gave an incredulous laugh, “Gon,there’s literally nothing to hear! I haven’t heard a thing since you dragged meall the way out here! It’s just trees and animals and bugs!”

“It’s not my fault you suck at listening….and catchingPokémon.” Blue eyes narrowed at the smug boy in front of him.

“Take that back, you idiot! I’m a better trainer than you’llever be!”

“Uh huh. That’s why I have thirteen and you have… six, wasit?”

“Five…” Killua muttered, his cheeks turning a healthy shadeof red, much to Gon’s pleasure. “But mine are stronger than yours, so-sothere!”

“They are not!”

“Are too!”

“Are not!”

“Are too!”

“Are not!”

“Are- wait! Listen!” The two boys, who had been yelling ineach other’s faces, froze- Gon looking off into the distance listening, Killuastaring at him as if he’d grown a second head.

“What now? You listening to your friends again? Are theyinviting you over for some- Mph!” Killua’s cheeks reddened as Gon clasped acalloused hand over his mouth, a finger to his own lips.

“Shh!”

The forest grew quiet then. There was a light breeze andKillua tried to focus, hearing leaves rustling. Beyond that, he couldn’t hearmuch of anything- and that frustrated him. Whatis Gon hearing? What is that kid even made of? What-

Then Killua heard it. He heardit. The cry of a Pidgey. He turned to face Gon, a bright grin stretched acrosshis face. Gon already had a pokeball in hand, smirking at him.

“Race ya!”

“You’re on!”

………………………………………….

“Did you see howamazing that was?”

“Yes, Killua. I saw.” Gon sat on the ground, biting back ascoff as he tossed berries in the air for his Eevee to catch.

“I mean Pikachu just shockedit! I mean your Eevee didn’t even touchthat Pidgey!” Killua grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He paced backand forth with his Pikachu on his heels.

“Uh huh. That’s nice.”

“I’m starting to think I’mthe Master here!” He laughed, squatting down to his starter, “I bet you andI could win a gym battle, huh?” He scowled, hearing his green-haired cackling.

“You’ve got to bekidding me! You’d lose in a heartbeat!” Gon wheezed, falling over on theground. “You-You suck at this!”

“Say one more thing-“

“And-And you think you’d actually win!”

“That’s it!”Killua tackled the boy onto the ground, their Pokémon jumping out of the way,watching them fight.

“Quit it, Killua! I was only joking around!”

“You quit it! You’re such an idiot if you think you’re anybetter than I am!”

“I’m just saying that Ihave more!”

“Well that doesn’t-“

“Pika-“

The two boys looked at each other in horror.

“No, no, no!”

“-chu!!!”

“Shit!”

……………………………

The two young Pokémon trainers limped through the slidingdoors of the Pokémon Center, the younger of the two cursing under his breathwhile the older was somehow beaming despite his sorry condition. The blond teensitting in the waiting room raised an eyebrow at them, giving them a slightlyconcerned look.

“Are you guys okay? Looks like you had a heck of a battle.”The boys looked up at him.

“Yep! We’re fine! Thanks for asking!” Gon grinned at him.Killua scowled at the boy next to him and jabbed his obviously broken arm withhis elbow. “A-Ah! Killua, that hurt!”

“Don’t say you’re fine, idiot!” Killua snapped at him,earning a whine. The white-haired boy turned to the blond. “We had a run inwith some trainer named Hisoka. He really packed a punch.”

“You battled Hisoka?” The blond’s eyes widened, “That guy’snothing but trouble. He kills trainers left and right and snatch their Pokémon.”

“Kills them and steals their Pokémon?” Killua tensed beforesending a menacing glare toward his friend, “Dammit, Gon! I told you he was toostrong! He could have killed us!”

“But he didn’t!” Gon gave him a cheeky smile before his armwas jabbed again, howling in pain.

“Serves you right.” He turned back to the blond, “Anyway, I’mKillua Zoldyck and this idiot’s Gon Freecss. We need to have our Pokémon lookedat.”

“My name’s Kurapika Kurta. I don’t work here, I’m justwaiting for a friend to get off work. But he’s a nurse so I’m sure he won’tmind taking a look at them for you.”

“Thanks, Kurapika! Come on, Killua! Let’s sit and wait for hisfriend!” The boy sat down in one of the chairs with so much energy that hewinced. Killua rolled his eyes but sat down next to his friend nonetheless.

“You have way too much energy for someone who just got hisass kicked.”

“Because Hisoka was really strong! And we have a new friend!” He grinned and waved at Kurapika withhis uninjured hand. Kurapika awkwardly waved back, amused by the two of them.

“You’ve gotta be-“ Killua sighed, putting his head in hishands before looking back at him, “Okay, so two problems: One, how is Hisokabeing strong a good thing? Two, we literally just met Kurapika- you can’t force him to be friends with us!”

“Awh, but Killua! Kurapika’s our friend! Right, Kurapika?”

“Um, sure, Gon. We can be-“ A taller teen walked from theback, “Leorio! Hey, these are my friends,Killua and Gon. They got roughed up in a battle and need their Pokémon lookedat.”

“Sure! Of course I can!” He walked over to the two boys. “Let’ssee what we can do.”

…………………………………………………

“Thanks so much, Leorio! We owe you one!”

“Idiot, it’s his job.”He rolled his eyes, putting his pokeballs back into his bag. “But thanks, oldman.”

“You’re welcome, kids. And I’m not that much older than youguys!”

“Uh huh, sure. You keep telling yourself that.” Killuagrinned mischievously seeing the scowl on the older teen’s face.

“Killua! Don’t be mean!” Gon whined, though any guilt thatthe white-haired boy would have feltwas trampled when he saw Kurapika laughing.

“I’m nineteen, youlittle brat.” Killua immediately stopped his cackling and he and Gon looked atLeorio in disbelief.

“Seriously?!”

“Haha very funny, you guys.” Leorio crossed his arms,scowling. “You know, I just fixed your Pokémon so you should give me somerespect.”

“Thanks-“ Gon narrowed his eyes when Killua covered hismouth quickly.

“Again, it’s your job.You can’t use that as leverage.” The doctor clenched his teeth, using everyounce of willpower to keep from punching the kid.

“Well, you’re welcomeanyway.” Before Killua had the chance to make another sarcastic comment,Kurapika cut in.

“So…um…Gon, you look familiar. Do I know you from somewherebefore?” Gon pursed his lips, tilting his head.

“I don’t think so…” Killua elbowed him- this time, the armthat wasn’t broken.

“Your dad, dummy.”

“Oh! My dad’s the Pokemon Master, Ging Freecss! Some peoplesay I look like him.” Kurapika and Leorio’s eyes widened.

“You’re GingFreess’s son? That’s so cool!” Leorio grinned, looking at the boy in amazement.

“That must be incredible having a dad like him.”

“Gon wouldn’t know. The loser ditched him.” Killua soured,as if mentioning the name Ging Freecssmade him want to vomit. Gon, however, seemed unfazed and simply shrugged.

“Being a Pokémon Master’s important! He’s just really busy!That means I’ll just have to work twice as hard to become one just like him!”Killua sighed, shaking his head. He never understood the kid’s positiveattitude towards that dead-beat. Of course, seeing the disapproving glances ofthe other two teens, he wasn’t alone.

“That’s really low. I mean the nerve of that ass-“ Kurapikacut Leorio off, earning a glare from him.

“Have you guys thought about entering a League Conference?” Gonand Killua immediately perked up, eyes lighting up with interest.

“League Conference?” Gon looked as if he was bursting at theseams.

“What’s that?” Killua was slightly more gifted with hiding hisexcitement- though not much.

“It’s a tournament between the top trainers in a region. Ifyou want a challenge, that’s where you need to be.”

“I heard a rumor that winning League Conferences willguarantee you a spot as a Pokémon Master.” Leorio pointed out, ignoring theKurta rolling his eyes.

“That’s preposterous, Leorio. No one knows how to becomeone, but it definitely isn’t as easyas winning a League Tournament. Do you know how many people have already donethat?”

“I’m just saying what I heard.” Leorio shrugged, “Maybe winall of the tournaments? That’s hard to do, right?”

“Well, yeah. It’s hard.But that doesn’t mean-”

“Forget that! How do we compete?” Killua butted in, blueeyes narrowed in impatience, hands on his hips.

“Yeah! How do we do that?” Gon jumped up and down.

“Well, you compete in gym battles and earn badges. You needeight to compete. It’s a tournament so they weed out the weaker trainers firstbefore they get to the big matches. It’s intense, though, so you need to-“

“Let’s do it, Killua!”

“Yeah! We’ll need to get some badges as quick as possible!”

“Guys, you need to be careful! You just lost to Hisoka!”Kurapika groaned, worry flashing in his eyes.

“He’s right, you need to give your Pokémon a rest!” Leoriochided. Killua waved both of them off.

“It’s fine! We’ll be fine! Come on, Gon!”

“Osu!”

…………………………………………………

“And now for the final match of the day! Gon Freecss and KilluaZoldyck!”

The crowd cheered as they had with the first twelve matches.The late afternoon, early evening air was brisk and breezy. The boys in thering weren’t bothered by the cool weather and they hardly noticed the crowed-their eyes locked with fiery determination, a smirk on Killua’s face and a grinon Gon’s.

“You’re going down, Gon.”

“Nu uh, Killua. You’re going to eat my dust!”

“Yeah, we’ll just see about that.”

………………………………………………

“Dammit!” Killualaunched his 3DS across the room, narrowly missing Gon’s head. Gon stuck histongue out.

“Sore loser much?” Gon giggled, watching his best friendfuming across from him. “Is it true that I finallyfound a video game that Killua isn’t good at?”

“It’s not my fault! This game makes no sense! There’s nostrategy!”

“Yes there is. Water types aren’t effective against-“

“Oh, water types this, normal types that. Who cares! Thestrongest Pokémon should win no matter whattype it is!”

“You used an electric type against a ground type! That’s what makes no sense! Why wouldyou do something so stupid?” Killua’s eye twitched in annoyance, launchinghimself at Gon. All the poor boy could do was struggle to escape his grasp. “Killua! Let go!”

“No! Let’s just see if an electric type is effective againstGon!”

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