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Fixer Upper

Part 27

Perv!Kurapika x Fem!Reader

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Part 26

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warnings: drinking, characters get high(weed), killua and Kurapika get into a fist fight, Reader is mentioned to have attempted suicide, mentions of Kurapika planning to kill himself after he finds all of the scarlet eyes

A/N: everyone thank Bug for not only the idea for this chapter, but also for helping to write several scenes!! Without her, Fixer Upper wouldn’t be possible <3

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(Name) set the turkey to bake the night before the gathering, and after that, she went to sleep. She would be waking up in the early hours of the day to cook and do some last minute cleaning, so she would need her sleep.

An alarm was set for 6 am, where she would wake up to check on the turkey before getting everyone else up.

“Kurapika, it’s time to wake up.”

The blonde groaned, sitting up to see (Name) standing at his bedside, looking exhausted. She gave him a smile that didn’t quite reach her tired eyes, before gently brushing his hair out of his face. “Todays the big day. Let’s get ready, okay?”

He followed her downstairs, where everyone else was already awake and yawning. (Name) stood in front of everyone, wearing her pajamas. “Okay guys, I’m going to give everyone a task that you’ll need to complete before guests get here.”

“Um, (Name), a guest is already here.”

(Name) looked to where Gon was pointing to see Bisky sitting on the couch next to Leorio, eyeing him up. “Hey sweetheart, I decided to get here early, I hope you don’t mind.”

“Oh um, I don’t mind at all. Please excuse the mess, we’re still getting-“

(Name) watched as Bisky pulled out a wine glass and bottle of wine before pouring herself a drink. “Oh don’t worry about messes, (Name). I’m sure those boys are to blame anyways.”

Killua and Gon shrank under her gaze, the former sticking his tongue out at her. Leorio scratched the back of his head. “So what are our tasks, sunshine?”

“Oh, right.”

Killua and Gon were put on cleaning duty, Leorio and Kurapika were asked to do grocery runs and get the little fire pit ready outside, and Alluka was sat at the kitchen table to help (Name) cook. “I thought Bisky came to help with preparations, but she’s just drinking and watching hallmark movies.”

Leorio walked in, wearing a look of confusion on his face. “So is no one going to stop the 12 year old from drinking her weight in wine?”

“Are you talking about Bisky? She’s nearly 60.”

“60? Yeah and I’m 42.”

Alluka and (Name) glanced at each other then him. “You… look like you’re pushing at least 30, Leorio.”

“30!? IM 21!”

(Name) watched as he sulked out of the room, trying not to laugh. “You’re handsome though!”

The two got back to work, smiling and laughing as they cooked. “Okay Alluka, Zushi is going to be here soon so you two can go play, alright?”

A few hours passed, with (Name) finishing up most of the cooking besides a few items. Unfortunately she wasn’t able to make another cherry pie last minute, but she was able to make another batch of macaroni. She still set Kurapika’s version on the table though, even when Killua walked up and scowled. “Mom, that’s going to give someone food poisoning.”

She raised an eyebrow at him. “Killua, be nice. Kurapika and-“

“Oh I am being nice, that shit looks like it’s going to come alive at any moment and beg for death-“

“Does it really look that bad?”

Killua paused his rant when Gon appeared in the doorway, looking a little hurt. “I tried my best…”

“Oh, Gon…”

(Name) patted his back, letting him sniffle. Killua grabbed Gon’s sleeve and tugged him away, (Name) watching them go. Ever the curious one, she snuck around the corner to listen in on their conversation.

“Gon, I didn’t know you were the one that fixed it up. I was being too harsh b-“

“Because you thought Kurapika did it? That’s not very nice, Killua.”

She could hear Killua sigh, smiling to herself. She could almost picture his cheeks puffing out in a pout as he looked at his friend. “Well… I just don’t really like him all that much.”

“You keep saying that, but you never tell me why. What did he do to make you hate him so much? He’s never done anything to hurt any of us!”

Killua stayed quiet, (Name) holding a hand over her chest. “I just… don’t like that he can’t just tell mom how he feels. He says he wants to ask her out, but he keeps chickening out. Kurapika is selfish too, he expects her to wait for him forever…”

(Name)’s eyes widened. ‘He… he likes me? He’s been trying to ask me out on a date?’

Her face felt hot, and she stopped listening for a moment until she heard something else of interest. “Come here, Gon. Let’s get back before everyone gets suspicious.”

“Yeah. I love you, Killua.”

“I love you too.”

(Name) peeked her head around just in time to watch Killua give Gon a peck on the cheek, both of the boys blushing. She stared open mouthed for a split second before rushing back to the kitchen.

———————-

The guests started arriving soon after that, the first being Wing and Zushi. Zushi immediately left with Alluka to play outside, while Wing walked into the kitchen to greet (Name).

“Miss (Name), it’s good to see you. Thank you for watching Zushi last month, he really enjoyed it.”

(Name) smiled, shaking his hand. “Oh it was no problem, and just (Name) is fine!”

Wing left to join Leorio on the porch, Kurapika peeking into the kitchen soon after. “Angel, I got the milk and eggs.”

“Oh wow, he came back with the milk. Surprising.”

Kurapika scowled at Killua, narrowing his eyes. “Of course I did, (Name) asked me to.”

“Uh huh. It’s just a bit of a shock to see you doing anything useful around here. Usually you stand around like an idiot while (Name) does all of the work.”

Kurapika’s grip on the shopping bags tightened, (Name) rushing forward. “You two need to stop, you’re being childish. Anymore of this fighting and you’ll both be washing all of the dishes after dinner. And I mean all of them.”

Killua shuddered, looking at the various pots, pans, bowls, and plates littered across the kitchen. “… point taken.”

Kurapika set the groceries on the table, helping to unpack them as (Name) smiled. “Don’t take him too seriously, he’s trying to get under your skin. If you ignore him, he’ll stop eventually. You have to stop giving him a reaction.”

“You’re acting like he’s some kind of wild animal that can’t be tamed. He’s a kid that needs some discipline, you let him get away with everything.”

(Name) scowled. “I don’t let him get away with everything, he usually is really well behaved whne you’re not around. Have you ever thought it’s not him, but you that’s the problem?”

Kurapika paused, feeling a bit hurt. “What did I do to deserve-“

He stopped, sighing softly. They both knew what he did to upset Killua, but Kurapika had hoped he would be past that by now. But at that thought, Kurapika cringed. ‘Oh course he isn’t over it, who would be? (Name) didn’t deserve that…’

Kurapika sighed, throwing the empty shopping bags in the trash. “Is there anything else you need me to do?”

(Name) looked up, humming. She had already went back to mashing up potatoes while he sulked. “You can make sure Leorio doesn’t get high before dinner.”

“On it.”

More guests arrived, in the form of Knuckle, Shoot, and Morel. They all brought desserts, which were much appreciated since Kurapika burned the cherry pie. “Aww, these look great!”

“Thanks, we got them from the bakery down the street.”

Morel and Shoot joined Leorio on the porch while Knuckle sat at the kitchen table, watching her cook. “You’ve been working hard, (Name). You made all this?”

“Yeah, but I had some help from Alluka and Menchi-“

“I can tell you did most of the work, (Name). Don’t sell yourself short.”

She nodded, her cheeks warming at the compliment. (Name) leaned towards Knuckle to give him a kiss on the cheek just as Kurapika rounded the corner to ask if she needed any help.

The blonde stared at the two, his eyes gone scarlet. Knuckle was the first to recognize the intense bloodlust emanating from behind him, seeing Kurapika when he turned around. (Name) spotted him as well. “Oh, hey Kurapika!”

Kurapika didn’t respond, only walking over to get, grabbing her arm. “(Name), I need to speak with you for a moment.”

“B-but I have something in the ove-“

Kurapika continued to pull her away, his heart racing and his stomach churning. He couldn’t stand seeing her lips touch another man, it made him seethe with rage.

“Kurapika, what is so important that you need t-“

“Why were you kissing him??”

Kurapika grabbed her by the shoulders, meeting her (e/c) eyes with his scarlet ones. She blinked before answering. “Huh? Because he was being nice to me. It was just a kiss on the cheek, and I can kiss whoever I want.”

His grip tightened slightly, the blonde biting his lip. “(Name), I-“

A knock at the door interrupted the two. (Name) used the small distraction to duck away from Kurapika and towards the door. (Name) wiped her hands off on her apron. “Coming!”

Kurapika followed behind her, attempting to get her attention again as she opened the door. Neither of them were mentally prepared for who would be behind it.

“Hello, (Name). It’s a pleasure.”

Pariston stood behind the door, holding a box of gourmet chocolates, likely bought from the local bakery. He handed them to (Name) before pushing past her into her home.

Behind him was Cheadle and several other people (Name) assumed were zodiac members. She could almost feel Kurapika tense up behind her.

“Chairwoman Cheadle, what a-“

Cheadle sighed as Kurapika began to ask her a question. “When you mentioned the get together (Name) planned, Pariston was determined to attend. I didn’t want those two to cause too much trouble, so I and a few of the Zodiac came as well.”

“Those two? I only saw Parist-“

“Hey babe, miss me?”

(Name)’s face scrunched up in disgust when Ging walked up her driveway, giving her a sly smile. Cheadle slapped a hand over her forehead, rubbing at her temple as if she already had a headache from his presence alone. “Yes, those two.”

Ging walked in, walking over the welcome mat without wiping his feet. He ended up tracking in a lot of mud, causing (Name) to twitch. Cheadle hit Ging on the shoulder. “At least act like you have manners. Take those off on the porch!”

Kurapika seemed tense, the corner of his mouth twitching downward into a nervous frown. (Name) placed a hand on his shoulder to attempt to comfort him, but he shrugged it away. She sighed, putting on a smile for the Zodiac members.

“Well, welcome everyone. Please, take a seat. There’s drinks in the cooler outside.”

They walked in, and Kurapika noticed it was all the members that had been at the meeting the other day. Pyon, Gel, Mizaistom, and Zanzai, along with Ging, Cheadle and Pariston. ‘A bit of a handful, but if everything goes well, maybe this would be a good opportunity to prove that (Name) isn’t a bad person!’

(Name) got them all drinks, smiling sweetly and making idle chat as she did some tidying up. “I’ll be back in a little bit, please make yourselves at home!”

She wiped her hands on her apron before leaving to the kitchen, Kurapika’s eyes on her ass as she left.

“She’s got quite the figure, doesn’t she?”

Kurapika’s cheeks turned bright pink when Pariston sat beside him, following his gaze. “I can see why you like her so much, not only is her nen powerful, she seems like you could put her body to use as well.”

The blonde felt his blood boil. “Don’t you dare speak of her in that way, she’s not an object.”

Pariston laughed, patting Kurapika’s shoulder playfully. “Oh my dear friend, she’s the object of your desires, is she not? You were look at her too, you sly dog. Funny, I thought you were supposed to be the rat zodiac.”

Kurapika was visually uncomfortable, his hand gripping the fabric of his pants. No, Kurapika didn’t just see her as an object to own, he loved her. He was nothing like Pariston!

Right?

“Kurapika!”

He looked up, relaxing ever so slightly when he saw (Name) walking back in. She was carrying a bowl of peach cobbler and ice cream in her hands. “I got you a little snack! I saw you didn’t eat breakfast, so I cut into the peach cobbler a little early.”

He felt his heart melt, the blonde sighing happily as she handed the bowl to him. “(Name)…”

Like the last time it was given to him, the peach cobbler was shaped into a heart, with generous scoop of vanilla ice cream on top. Pariston snickered next to him. “Wow, it’s even heart shaped. How… cute. You two… must be very close. That’s interesting, really.”

Kurapika’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t like the things Pariston was insinuating, or the sinister look in his eye. “We’re not that close.”

Kurapika said this to be cautious, but (Name) tensed behind him. “I… made it how you like it.” she said softly.

Kurapika’s grip on the bowl tightened, and Pariston decided to keep going. “That wasn’t what you were saying in the meeting. Don’t you lo-“

Pariston grinned when Kurapika covered his mouth, the Kurta’s eyes scarlet with anger. “Keep your filthy mouth shut, Pariston.”

(Name) glanced at the other Zodiacs, who all looked bored, besides Ging, who was walking towards her bathroom with a groan.

“Um… I’m going to go… finish dinner.”

She gave Kurapika a reassuring squeeze to his shoulder before leaning down to kiss his cheek. “I’ll be in the kitchen, okay Pika?”

Kurapika nodded, his eyes half lidded and face red as she left. Her touch could always calm him down, and the blonde couldn’t help but watch her leave with a yearning in his soul.

“Your face is as red as your eyes, lover boy.”

Pariston laughed at Kurapika, crossing one leg over the other. “You look like your husband just left for war. I never thought you would be the clingy type, but here we are.”

“I’m… I’m not clingy. (Name) is just important to me…”

He ate his cobbler in silence, pouting. Maybe if (Name) hadn’t made him something and kissed his cheek, he wouldn’t have been teased so much. ‘I’ll just talk to her… Leorio said communication is key.’

The blonde finished his cobbler, standing up and walking towards the kitchen. He opened the door, glancing in to see (Name) humming to herself as she chopped up celery. “Kurapika? Did you enjoy the cobbler?”

He was quiet as he set his bowl in the sink. He turned on the water, filling the bowl so it could soak to make it easier for whoever washed dishes later.

“(Name)…”

She looked up, swiping the chopped celery from the cutting board into a strainer with her knife. “Yes, Pika?”

(Name) looked awfully cute in her pink, frilly apron, making the blonde short circuit for a moment before he was able to answer. “Can… can you not embarrass me like that?”

The woman paused, giving him her full attention. With an unreadable expression, she replied. “Excuse me?”

‘Fuck.’

“W-when you kissed by cheek, it was a little embarrassing. The Zodiac are my prestigious colleagues, I don’t want them thinking lesser of me. Showing weakness in front of them isn’t very-“

Her expression was now very readable. She looked hurt and upset, the soft smile she’d been wearing before completely gone. “… think lesser of you? What do you even mean by that? Am… I embarrassing to you?”

Kurapika knew he fucked up, the blonde trying his best to backtrack. “No, no you’re not embarrassing, it’s the way you act that’s emba-“

He cursed to himself, he was just digging himself in further. (Name) stared at him in disbelief, hurt evident on her face. “Are you… being serious, Pika? You think I’m embarrassing?”

He froze, his mind racing as he tried to think of a way to explain himself, but he wasn’t able to get anything out. Kurapika stuttered, face flushing in embarrassment as he tried to justify what he said. “Well, it’s just that sometimes you can do things that e-embarrass me. I…”

He went quiet. There were tears pooling in the corners of her eyes, and her lip was quivering. “Sorry, I’ll keep that in mind, Kurapika.”

Kurapika flinched. He wanted to grab at her sleeve and apologize, try to explain himself better, but she was already giving him the cold shoulder, refusing to even look at him. He hated seeing her cry more than anything, especially when he was the cause of her tears.

“(Name), please, I… just listen to me.”

“Sorry, I’m too busy being embarrassing to hear you.”

“(Name)…”

He reached out to grab her shoulder to MAKE her listen to him, but before he could the bathroom door opened. Ging walked out, holding the bottle of Febreze and spraying it. “Yeesh, I feel 10 pounds lighter. Hey (Name)!”

He turned to them, laughing. “Ah, they you are sweetheart. Shitters full, hope ya got a good plunger.”

He patted her shoulder then walked off, leaving both of them grimacing and covering their noses.

“And I’m the embarrassing one? So much for the Zodiac being prestigious…”

Kurapika grimaced. He couldn’t really argue with that, and he didn’t want to either. There was the fact that Ging wasn’t a Zodiac member anymore, but he had been one for a while. There was no excuse, really.

“Leorio, toilets clogged!”

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(Name) sat in the kitchen, angrily stirring a pot of cabbage. She hadn’t spoken to Kurapika since he claimed she embarrassed him, and the blonde was currently an emotional wreck. He couldn’t even pretend to keep up appearances, Kurapika openly sulked on the couch as the other guests loitered awkwardly.

“Kurapika, you’re bumming everyone out. What’s up with you?”

The blonde groaned, his head in his hands. “I’m an idiot. The worst.”

“Oh fuck, what did you say to (Name)?”

Kurapika looked up at Leorio, his face miserable. “Why do you think this has to do with (Name)?”

“Because you’re an idiot when it comes to her.”

Leorio wasn’t wrong, Kurapika’s brain did always turn to mush when (Name) was around. “I… said she was embarrassing.”

“Just when I thought you couldn’t say anything worse than the shit you said in York New, you just… go above and beyond.”

A groan left Kurapika’s throat, causing Bisky to glance in his direction. She gave the boy a sympathetic look. “Girl troubles? (Name) told me everything. I should be angry with you but…”

She crossed her legs. “If I’ve learned anything in my old age, it’s that no one would act the way you are now unless they were in love.”

Kurapika nodded slowly, his cheeks flushing a soft pink. “I do love her, I just… I say stupid and hurtful things I don’t mean. I’ve made her cry, now I can’t say I love her. Who makes the one they love cry and think all they are is an embarrassment?”

Bisky placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, gently rubbing it. “Everyone says things they don’t mean sometimes. What’s important is fixing that mistake and making sure the person you hurt knows that you care about them. Just talk to her, tell her how you feel.”

Kurapika scowled. “That’s the problem, she isn’t talking to me now. Every time I try to talk to her, she turns up the music on her headphones or gives me the cold shoulder.”

“Yeah, that’s to be expected. Hell, if you called me embarrassing I would have broken up with you then and there.”

“… we’re not dating.”

Bisky blinked a few times. “Ah… with the way you two look at each other, I thought… never mind. Obviously you haven’t gotten lucky yet.”

The pink on Kurapika’s cheeks turned to a bright red, Leorio trying not to crack up beside him. “Th-that’s none of your business!”

Kurapika crossed his arms, looking away as Leorio stood. “You have fun sulking, I’m gonna go get the fire started.”

(Name) sighed in relief, placing the last dish on the table. The food was finally done, all she needed was to cut everything up and set out paper plates for everyone to use!

“Need some help with that, (Name)?”

Kite was leaning against the doorway, giving her a soft smile. It took (Name) a minute to process their presence, and when she did she broke out into goggles. She ran over to hug them, looking up at them with a big smile. “Kite, you made it!”

“Of course I did, wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

They helped (Name) get the turkey cut up, along with placing a serving spoon in each dish. She sighed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. “Finally…”

They ended up having to put two tables together to fit all of the food, and it looked like a feast for a king. If only Menchi could see it, but unfortunately she could only be there the day before the event to help. She had a lead on a new ingredient, and wouldn’t be able to make it.

“You did this all by yourself, (Name)?”

Kite looked over the tables, their red hair tied up into a ponytail to keep out of their face. (Name) leaned against their shoulder. “Mmm, I had some help, but most of it, yes. Thank god for Alluka and Menchi, they were both big helps.”

A soft smile took over Kite’s face. “It’s nice to see you’re allowing yourself to rely on others, (Name). It’s good progress.”

(Name)’s face heated up at Kite’s observation. Recently, she had been asking for help more often, without even realizing it. “I guess… I just have people I can rely on now.”

The two smiled at each other, before she stretched. “Well, let’s not keep the hungry people waiting.”

Kite caught her wrist before she could walk out. “(Name).”

They turned her so she was facing them. “Are you alright? You seem a bit… distracted.”

(Name) looked away from their eyes, puffing out her chubby cheeks in a pout. “I’m fine… it’s nothing.”

Kite raised an eyebrow before grabbing her cheeks in their hand and squeezing her face. “You’re fine? Why are their tear stains on your cheeks then?”

With a defeated sigh, (Name) told them what happened between her and Kurapika earlier that day. Kite nodded along, listening intently. “I see… that would be a quite upsetting situation to be in. Have you tried talking to him? From what he said, perhaps he said the wrong thing.”

(Name) huffed as she buttered the rolls. “I’ve been way too busy to deal with him. If he wants to man up, apologize, and speak to me, he can.”

Kite blinked in surprise. “(Name)…”

They smiled, patting her shoulder. “You’ve really grown, haven’t you?”

She nodded, finishing the last roll. “I… I’m not as much of a pushover as I used to be. I have friends now, friends that will back me up if I need them to. I don’t… I don’t have to put up with people mistreating me anymore.”

Kite patted her head, ruffling her hair a bit. “That’s good, name. Good girl.”

She melted at the compliment, leaning into their touch like a puppy being told how good it is. “Thank you, Kite…”

(Name) pulled away, her face a little warm. “Alright it’s really time to tell everyone it’s ready.”

The living room was occupied by the Zodiac, along with Bisky and Gon. Ging was nowhere in sight, possibly hiding from his son. “Hey guys, the food is ready, feel free to make yourself a plate!”

Cheadle stood, giving her a polite smile. “Thank you for this (Name), I know having to cook for so many people last minute wouldn’t be easy.”

“It’s fine, please, there’s plenty of food. Make yourself a plate!”

The zodiac were pleasantly surprised by how soft and sweet she was. Pariston smirked as he passed her, his hand brushing against her hip. “Thank you, princess. It smells lovely.”

She shivered, quickly retreating behind Kite, who kept their eye on the former rat zodiac. “It’s okay, (Name). He won’t bother you any further than that.”

The two made their way to the porch, where Leorio, Wing, Knuckle, Morel, Shoot, and a very awkward looking Kurapika. They all had a bottle of beer in their hands, though Kurapika had barely dipped on his.

Once the blonde spotted (Name), he looked away, seeming embarrassed and shy. Kite noticed this, glancing between the two. ‘Ah, they like each other.’

“The food’s ready, guys.”

Knuckle cheered, patting her shoulder as he walked past her. “Thanks, (Name)! Man, I’m starving!”

Morel laughed. “It smells nice, thank you for your hard work.”

He ruffled her hair, Shoot following behind him. The purple haired man gave her an appreciative smile. “Thanks, (Name). We’ve been looking forward to your cooking all year.”

She flushed over their compliments, waving her hand. “Oh, thank you… you’re all so sweet!”

Wing, who left to grab Alluka and Zushi, smiled. “Zushi always gets excited when he gets to come over. Also, I wanted to personally thank you for making the food nut free. It’s very kind of you to take Zushi’s allergies into consideration.”

“It’s no problem, really. He deserves to have a nice dinner too!”

Zushi and Alluka were both filthy, their hands and clothes covered in dirt. (Name) smiled, finding their dirty faces endearing. “Leorio, you guys go eat. I’m going to get the kiddos cleaned up.”

Leorio nodded, cupping her cheek to keep her in place so he could kiss her forehead. “You’re a doll, (Name).”

She sighed happily, leaning into his calloused hand. Leorio was always a warm and safe place for her, and when he held her so tenderly, it made everything a little easier.

Kurapika watched this interaction with a dull ache in his chest. Leorio was always able to give her affection without being awkward. Maybe he should try as well!

He stood up to say something, but from the look (Name) gave him, Kurapika knew he wasn’t getting any kisses. “Th-thank you for your efforts…”

(Name) nodded, turning on her heels. Kite gave the boy a sympathetic look before following behind her, the two kids being led by (Name) to the bathroom.

“Kite, could you keep an eye on the kitchen to make sure… some people don’t mess anything up? I’ll get the kids clean then come make myself a plate.”

Kite nodded. “If you mean keep an eye on Ging and Pariston, I’ve been doing it the entire time.”

She sighed in relief, giving them a smile before taking the two kiddos upstairs. (Name) was surprised to see Killua sitting on her bed, listening to something with headphones on. He glanced up when she walked in, reaching out his hand for her. She walked forward and took his hand, gently squeezing it. “Overstimulated?”

Killua nodded, glancing behind her two see the two filthy kids behind her. “Did they roll around in dirt?”

(Name) snickered. “That’s what I’m assuming happened. I’m going to get them washed up. Do you want to go make your plate now, or do you want me to come with you?”

He ran his thumb over the back of her hand in thought. “Could you… make me a plate and ask Gon to come upstairs with me when you’re done?”

She nodded, ruffling his hair. “Of course. Just relax, getting them tidied up shouldn’t take long.”

———————

(Name) sighed as she wiped Alluka’s face with a warm, damp rag. “Girl, you’re filthy. I expected this from Zushi, but usually you don’t like getting dirty.”

Alluka leaned into (Name)’s gentle touch, nuzzling her hand. “We were playing a fun game! I don’t like getting dirty, b-but it’s okay when it’s for a fun game!”

“Ohh, I see. Well, your nice dress will need to be washed now. How about we put you in some overalls, so you can play better?”

Alluka nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah, yeah! That sounds like so much fun!”

(Name) took off her dirty dress and set it in the hamper, then dressed Alluka in a pink sweater and jean overalls. She changed Alluka’s Mary Janes to a pair of sneakers and put her hair into a ponytail so she would be able to play more efficiently.

“There we go, all done. Look at how cute you are!”

Alluka twirled around, giggling. “Thanks, big sis! I’m so excited, I want to play now!”

(Name) laughed, pulling the girl in for a hug. “You have to eat first, okay?”

When the girl looked up, it was Nanika. “Mama… want to sit with you.”

She scooped her up, balancing her on her hip. “Okay, that’s fine with me, sweetheart!”

(Name) walked down the stairs, spotting Zushi making his plate. He was all clean now, wearing a pair of Killua’s play shorts and a shirt. “(Name), thank you for getting me all cleaned up!”

Nanika smiled, nuzzling her face into (Name)’s shoulder. “Love you, mama…”

She kissed the top of Nanika’s head. “Love you too, sweetheart.”

(Name) sat Nanika down at the table, making her a plate of food before she made one to bring up to Killua.

“Gon?”

The boy looked up. He and Kite had been catching up when (Name) walked over. “Hi (Name)! The food is so good, you did a great job!”

“Thank you, Gon. I just wanted to tell you Killua is upstairs, and he asked if you could come eat with him.”

Gon jumped up immediately, grinning. “Sure! Is that plate for him?”

“Yeah, it is. Would you mind taking it up to him?”

Gon took the plate, smiling. “Of course not, Kite, come talk to me before you leave, okay?”

(Name) began to make her plate, spitting a certain blonde walking into the kitchen. Kurapika paused, wondering whether he should stay and make his place, or if he should leave and give her some space.

“It… all looks really good, (Name).”

She hummed in response, placing a piece of turkey on her plate. Kurapika grabbed a sturdy paper plate as well, standing near her as they made their plates together. Even when (Name) was mad at him, she still gently took his hand and guided him to the food she thought he would like. “Try this, I think you would like it.”

(Name) seemed to have an endless amount of patience and kindness. Kurapika did as told, trusting her completely. He looked up just in time to see her placing a helping of the macaroni he made onto her plate. “(Name), you don’t have to. It’s probably not that good.”

She glanced at him, a slight softness in her eyes. “You worked hard on it. It doesn’t matter if it’s good or not, I’m not letting your effort go to waste.”

This made his heart race, his face turning red once again. She was so good, so sweet, he truly didn’t deserve her. ‘Oh, (Name)…’

He truly loved her so much, even when she was upset at him he still couldn’t help but melt in her presence. “Thank you… you’re such a sweetheart.”

(Name) paused as she was walking out the door, her face heating up. She didn’t respond, but felt her heart speed up.

She sat with Nanika in her lap as she ate, making small talk with the other guests. Most of the Zodiac members were keeping to themselves, but now they had spread out.

Kanzai seemed to be getting along well with Knuckle. Pyon and Gel sat together with Bisky, drinking wine with their meal and watching some hallmark movie. Mizaistom was chatting along with Kite, the two seemingly debating something.

‘Well, I’m glad they feel more comfortable,’ (Name) thought, feeding Nanika a bite of turkey. The girl munched happily, before burying her face in (Name)’s shoulder.

“Happy… mama, Alluka wants to go play…”

Nanika looked up at her, gently nuzzling her cheek against (Name)’s. The girl was very affectionate, which (Name) didn’t mind one but. “Okay, okay. You finished your food, go have some fun.”

When the girl looked back up, it’s was Alluka. “Yay, thanks big sis!”

She hugged (Name) before she ran off, giggling. “Be careful, and don’t get into too much trouble!”

(Name) finished her plate before she went back to the kitchen. She looked over the feast she made. There was still so much food left, even after everyone had made their plates. ‘This is going to be a pain to put in the fridge later.’

———————

Kurapika sat on the couch, mindlessly a scrolling on his phone. (Name) has introduced him to social medias a week or so ago, and he really enjoyed TikTok. The nature themed videos where Hunters showed the places they were exploring interested him greatly, along with fun history videos. He had seen a few inaccurate history facts that had him ranting to (Name), though.

‘Ah… (Name)…’

He was thinking about her again, and how he pretty much fucked up his chance to ask her out at the party. Kurapika sighed, turning off his phone and glancing around the living room. It was crowded, but there were also quite a few guests missing. He spotted Ging sneaking around. So far the deadbeat had been able to avoid Gon’s detection, and it seemed he was going back in for a second plate now.

“Wow, you really are pathetic, aren’t you.”

Kurapika looked to his left to see Killua peeking over his shoulder. The blonde scowled, his eyes narrowing. Usually he would take it in stride and just leave the room, but today his mood was sour and patience thin. “What the hell do you want, Killua?”

“Wow, touchy. Guess making a complete idiot out of yourself in front of (Name) can make you pretty grumpy, huh?”

Kurapika’s eyebrow twitched. “I’m really not in the mood for this today, Killua. Don’t you have someone else to annoy?”

Killua didn’t answer him, only moving to sit across from him. “Tell me, Kurapika. Do you plan on making mom wait forever? Do you actually think she would wait that long?”

“Excuse me?”

Killua sighed, shaking his head. “Figures. If you haven’t been able to figure it out yet, mom is very popular. Take Knuckle for example. He’s a nice guy that likes mom, but she hasn’t given him a chance because she likes someone else.”

The white haired boy stared at Kurapika. “Unfortunately for all of us, that person she likes is you. It’s a tragedy, really. I really wish my mom had better taste.”

Kurapika was both flustered and pissed off. He was just about tired of Killua belittling him every chance he got. “What the hell is your problem? At this point it feels less like you’re defending (Name), and more like you have some personal issue with me.”

Killua laughed. “Are you joking? Fuck, I knew you were selfish and an asshole, but I didn’t know you were delusional too. I can count on a single hand the amount of times you’ve done anything for the group. Though, that number is smaller if we take into account whether it was for your own benefit or not. Mom has helped others for nothing reason other than being a good, kind person. Not only do you not deserve her, she doesn’t deserve to be taken advantage of by you.”

Kurapika was shocked, his mouth agape. “Taken advantage of by me? What the hell are you talking about?”

“Her kindness, Kurapika. You take advantage of what a good person she is. Like a parasite, you’ve latched onto her because she makes you feel a little less pathetic than you are. You can’t love others, so you find people that can and attach yourself to them.”

“That’s not true, I do love (Name)!”

“Really? Does someone in love make their loved one sick with worry? Do they make their loved one so depressed after they leave them that they fall into a depression so bad that Leorio had to take an entire month off of college to make sure they are taken care of? Fuck, Kurapika, do you not understand the absolute hell you put mom through?

You’re fucking selfish, and now that you’ve been given a second chance you can’t even make her happy when you actually try. I think that’s what pisses me off the most, the fact that mom is kind enough to not even mention the shit you’ve done and just allow you to stay here, and you can’t do something as simple as ask her out. You’re a coward, a selfish, pathetic coward.”

Kurapika crushed the cup he was holding, glass shards flying as he stood. “That’s it, I’m sick of this. You don’t know anything about me or how I feel. Do you understand how hard it is to try and love someone after losing everyone important to you, how terrifying it is to realize that my love for her could get her killed? My clan-“

Killua groaned. “Your clan is gone, Kurapika. At this point I think you’re using this bullshit as an excuse to distance yourself emotionally. Your mission, your dear clan, blah blah blah. Who fucking cares? They’re gone!”

This sent Kurapika over the edge. He launched himself over the table, his eyes glowing scarlet as he grabbed Killua’s shirt. “Don’t you ever talk about my clan like that, you fucking-“

Killua ripped his hands off of him, laughing. “Oh, are you going to fight me over it? Go ahead, Kurapika, hit me.”

And Kurapika did just that, punching the white haired boy in the face.

——————

Leorio sat on the porch with Wing as Zushi and Alluka searched the garden for more creatures. He took a sip of his beer as the latter army crawled out from under the porch, tiny fists balled up and caked in dirt as she made a beeline to the little picnic table in the distance. Zushi smiled, flipping to a random page in a coloring book he packed.

“Perfect! Worm Court is open for business. Time to assemble the jury.”

And just like that, two little sets of hands tried to place the various critters in a two-by-six array on the wooden surface. None of them were staying put, wriggling around and falling off. Amidst their cries of “contempt of court!” and “Order! Order”’, Wing finally hazarded a glance over to Leorio.

“Were kids’ games always that…”

“Strange? I don’t question it anymore. They’re not hurting anyone though, so that’s good.”

As soon as Leorio turned away, Nanika reached under the bench and pulled out a rusty hammer. How long it had been there was unknown, and she plopped it unceremoniously onto the bench before Alluka returned again.

“That’s a relief. I know Zushi wanted to teach her more about nen this weekend, but I feel like it’d be too stressful at a large gathering like this.” Wing nodded in understanding, sipping his beer. “Speaking of mastering nen, a little bird told me you’ve improved by leaps and bounds in your own journey? How’s that working out for you?” Leorio lit up at the praise, trying to rein in his excitement with a cough.

“Oh! Um, yeah. Yeah, I think I’ve figured out how to use my nen effectively enough for healing”, Leorio flushed a little, clearing his throat. It wasn’t every day a nen master praised your hard work after all.

“That sounds like a great application for it, I’d love to see it in action sometime.”

Leorio smiled, happy to share all the ideas he’s come up with so far.

“It’ll really come in handy for medical sc-“

CRASH!

The screen door slammed open, the wooden frame snapping in the middle and rattling the side of the house with sheer velocity. Fists were flying in a tornado of white, gold, and blue, and the men jumped back on reflex.

“Hey, HEY! What the hell is going on h-WOAH!”

It slowed down enough for Leorio to notice the two instigators as none other than Kurapika and Killua, and when he went to pull the latter back by the collar of his shirt he ducked out of reach, paying no mind.

“You mother FUCKER-“ Killua picked up the blonde by his tabard, only for him to spit out a little blood, scarlet eyes glowing with fury and…mischief? Kurpika, bruised and bloody gave him a shit-eating grin before he finally spoke.

“I sure am, what about it?”

The words took a moment to register in Killua’s head, but as soon as they clicked into place, he saw nothing but red.

Killua tossed him backward into the fire pit (Name) had dragged out to the porch for special gatherings, but Kurapika grabbed onto the boy, sending both of them tumbling off the porch as the railing splintered beneath their collective weight. The fire pit rolled into the flower bushes, and the rose bush was engulfed in flames, burning steadily as they traveled up the plant. A few feet away, not even acknowledging the accidental arson, Killua rolled over to pin Kurapika to the ground, fists flying as he wailed on the man below him.

“YOU”- he punched Kurapika, punctuating his words with blow after blow. “LEAVE”- a hand came up, trying to shove him off but he pushed it to the ground, standing up. “MY MOTHER”- another haymaker to the temple. “OUT OF THIS!” Killua finished with a solid kick to the groin, reaching for a split wooden beam and raising it to strike. In a flash, Kurapika blindly kicked him in the leg to fall on his ass with a dull thud.

Killua looked up just in time to see Kurapika grab a shitty plastic chair by the headrest, the latter chuckling dangerously as the cheap red material quickly began to dull in comparison to the scarlet rage overtaking his irises. He waved the 2x4 menacingly, almost daring the blonde to come closer.

Wing and Leorio watched, horrified as the two of them battled it out. Not with nen, like one might see in a clean fight, or normal blades like that of a sparring match- but with scattered debris, bloodied fists and all of the finesse and gracefulness of a couple of drunken sailors. Realizing they need to put a stop to it before it got any worse, Wing stepped forward as Leorio attemptsy to stomp out the blackening shrub.

“That’s enough! This is no way for dignified hunters to act, especially a couple of nen users such as yourselves. You two ought to be ashamed!”

Kurapika, too far gone to pay attention to much else, swung the chair at Killua menacingly as the younger one parried it with the splintered 2x4. The trajectory and force were enough to knock not just the glasses off of his head and onto the lawn, but the beer right out of his hands as well. The bottle ricocheted off the chair, flying towards the large oak tree before shattering into a million pieces like some sort of horrible glass baseball.

It left a dark stain on the trunk in its wake, trickling down the bark and down into the pile of shards left behind. Despite the impact, Kurapika never faltered, either unaware of what just transpired or completely indifferent.

‘They’re not even using nen, they’re just fighting dirty…it’s like they want to revel in the destruction, to feel the blood on their hands themselves.’ Wing felt around his immediate vicinity for the frames, before Leorio spotted them a few yards away. Placing them back on the man’s face and helping him up, he patted his shoulder and shot a glare at the duo, seemingly out for blood.

“Wing, the hose is on the left of the house. Put the flowers out, and I’ll see if (name) has some frozen peas you can put on your bruise.”

He nodded sprinting across the floor porch as Leorio hurried in to see (Name) minding her own business, putting up the food. He glanced back over to the door again, little more than a pile of mesh and scrap wood. Between the stress of cooking, company, and cleaning, (Name) seemed too preoccupied to notice the damage. He silently thanked the stars above

‘They’ll sort it out themselves, the last thing she needs is more stress’, he thought to himself. If Kurapika wanted to make an ass of himself in front of the Zodiacs by decking a 14 year old, then that was his problem. Right now, he needed to find something cold for Wing to use as a compress.

She had sent mostly everyone out, claiming the kitchen tended to get chaotic, and he would have laughed at the irony if he wasn’t so worried about the fiasco going on just outside. Her hair was a mess, favorite apron is covered in various stains and spills, and plates upon plates were scattered onto various surfaces. He nearly left undetected when she sensed his aura, turning her head.

“Hey Leorio, what’s up?”

His mouth was dry, trying to figure out the best way to explain himself and possibly buy some time when she paused and frowned. Leorio tried to follow her line of sight and saw Wing by the window, followed by… a garden hose?

“Oh, did Alluka get all muddy from worm hunting under the porch again? I thought I told her not to do that until after dinner.” As soon as she said that, the oven went off, and she slips on a pair of Hello Kitty mitts, sliding the pie dish out and closing the door with her hip with a practiced ease. Placing it onto the burners to cool and slipping them off again, she offered them to Leorio. “Could you hang these up for me? “

Leorio realized what she saw just a second too late, powerless to stop her as she turned the stove off to rush past and see what was going on firsthand

“Leorio, what’s going on? And why do I smell something burning?!”

“Nothing! It’s just the kids get a little rowdy is all, and Wing needed an ice pack.”

Ging’s voice tore through the clattering of pots and pans like a warcry for deadbeat dads from the porch.

“WOOORLDSTAAAARRR!”

By the time (name) made it to the front door (what was left of it anyway), she was met with Wing frantically trying to put out the last of the fire as Leorio pulled the broken pit away from the bushes. The railing was completely destroyed on one side of the steps, and there was scorch marks all over the wood. Finally, Leorio cleared his throat.

“Thats not…what we called you out for”, (Name) followed the man’s gaze, before landing on Kurapika and Killua rolling around in the front yard in a mess of flailing limbs and screaming. This time, however, it looked as though Kurapika finally got the upper hand.

“You little bastard, have you always been this insufferable?! You just couldn’t keep your mouth shut, could you?!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Killua sunk his teeth into Kurapika’s arm, relishing in the anguished scream that rippled from the man’s throat.

“You think I’m afraid of your goofy ass Ghost Of Christmas Past attacks!?”

She got about four steps forward before a jet stream of water shot out from behind her, soaking the boys as they froze up instantly. Wing held the hose and glared at them, and white hot shame crept up upon both of them.

“If you want to fight like animals, you’ll be treated as such.

It quickly turned to dread however as soon as Kurapika noticed (Name) marching over, brandishing a wooden spoon and a scowl that somehow manages to chill him even more than the garden hose. Leorio had given her a quick explanation, along with Bisky who had heard what happened inside.

“(Name)! I can explain”

“Mom”-

“Killua, you didn’t need to bring his family into this. You know it’s a sore subject.” The boy in question was pouting as she flicked his forehead. Kurapika snickered but it died down instantly when she redirected her ire to him.

He yelped when she smacked him over the head with the wooden spoon. “And YOU’RE not much better. Who the hell throws hands with a child, Kurapika?! You’re a grown man. Come on.”

She narrowed her eyes at the two, who couldn’t even look her in the face. “Don’t you ever think about hitting each other again, we’re friends. Act like it.”

They nodded, and (Name) sighed.

“Both of you can do the dishes. I think that’s fair. Maybe it’ll teach you to get along too.”

The two grumbled, but quieted down when she pointed to the kitchen using her wooden spoon. “Go, now. I want them done within 30 minutes, or neither of you are getting any dessert.”

——————

The two stood in the kitchen, silent as they both washed dishes. They got a system going, where Kurapika washed, and Killua rinsed and dried.

(Name) had healed their injuries to the best of her abilities before they went inside, getting all of the big wounds and gashes dealt with. Now they were covered in bruised and little scratches, but were overall okay.

Kurapika glanced out the window to see (Name) walking to Leorio, Kite, and Wing, the woman looking distressed. When she started to talk frantically, Leorio pulled her into a hug. Kurapika felt awful for causing her trouble, and when he looked to his right, he saw he wasn’t alone in that.

Killua also looked guilty, looking at (Name) with soft, concerned eyes. Though they were different, Killua and Kurapika shared one thing.

They both loved (Name).

The blonde sighed, setting down the rag for a moment. “Killua… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let my anger get the better of me, hitting you was unacceptable.”

Killua was quiet for a moment before he nodded slowly. “I… I’m sorry too. I… was just so angry when I saw (Name) upset again over you that… I snapped. You were right, I… don’t know you or how you feel, and saying that about your clan…”

Kurapika shook his head, patting the boy on the back. “It’s alright, Killua. Water under the bridge.”

The two smiled at each other. “Okay, okay… and I have to admit, you’re pretty skilled, Kurapika. That’s the most fun I’ve had during a fight in years.”

The two laughed, laughing and joking like old times.

It calmed down a little and Killua sighed, trying to be serious. “Can I ask you a question? Man to man?”

“Hm? You’re fourteen, I’d hardly call that a man. But go ahead.”

Killua glared, but elected to ignore the remark in favor of getting information out of him.

“You love (name), don’t you?”

“…”

His silence spoke volumes, but Killua already knew his answer before then. He was just looking for confirmation.

“She let you back into her life, and I know she forgives you. Not that you deserve it, but a second chance just fell into your lap. I feel like you’re still holding her at arm’s length though. And don’t think she doesn’t notice, because she does. She’s a lot more perceptive than people give her credit for.”

“I…even if I were to stay in her life, I don’t deserve to be that close to her. I’m lucky to be her friend.”

“You don’t even want to try? Like at all?”

“Killua, it’s not that simple.”

“If it’s because you think you don’t deserve her, shouldn’t that motivate you to WANT to be better? And become someone she deserves?”

“People can’t change. If I get too close, I’ll lose my rage. That’s the only thing keeping me going right now.”

“Oh noooo, I can’t be around this person because they make me less angry~!” Killua replied mockingly, putting his soapy hands up in defense when Kurapika glared at him. “That’s called being comfortable around someone. And people can too change, genius.”

“The spiders will always be cold blooded killers. There’s no room for redemption.”

“Okay, maybe not everyone”, Killua rolls his eyes, of course Kurapika had an exception up his sleeve. “But for the most part, we do. (Name) told me once that stagnation is a fate worse than death. If you aren’t evolving as a person, then what the hell are you doing?”

Kurapika blinked in surprise, putting the plate down and grabbing a cup to wash. “I…guess that makes sense? You’ve mellowed out a bit over the years Killua.” He didn’t want to outright admit that Killua had matured, or he’d risk him getting a big head.

“No shit Sherlock. She gave me a loving home and enrolled me in therapy. Being loved didn’t nerf me, if anything it made me stronger. Now I’m emotionally stable, nourished, and thriving. I stand a way better chance at kicking someone’s ass now.”

The last dish was dried and put away, and the two of them came out to the living room where everyone is huddled on the couch or near it, the TV playing some sort of holiday special. (Name) noticed them, and waved them over. He noticed she changed into something more comfortable, but when he recognized the faded pattern on the sleeves he had to do a double take.

It was the same one she had during the hunter exam, but back then it was much newer and vibrant.

“You’re just in time, we were about to start Charlie Brown!” Killua joined her, and like clockwork she removed the sleeve so he could put half of it on like an oversized blanket. “This thing is kind of old, (name). It’s cozy, but definitely seen better days.”

“I know, I mostly wear it to bed or knocking around the house, but I love it too much to get rid of it. It’s one of the comfiest things I own, even if it’s golden days are long gone”, she ruffled his hair and Kurapika joined her on the other side.

“It still serves its purpose, Killua. We don’t all need a giant wardrobe”, Kurapika teased good-naturedly, and the boy in question lifted his head to stick a tongue out at him.

“It’s one of those that gets softer the more you wash it”, (name) helpfully supplied. “It just means it’s well loved, and it loves you back. Time is irrelevant when you’re this cozy.”

Kurapika hummed, leaning a head against her other shoulder. A few minutes into the movie, his phone pinged with a message from Killua, who sighed in contentment before closing his eyes. Kurapika opened up the message and saw attachment: 1 image.

Wholly expecting another stupid meme, like that god awful Megamind “no bitches” thing he got like clockwork every time he did something bad in front of (Name), he sighed and opened it intending to leave him on read. Instead, he was greeted with a side by side comparison of what looked like a couple of plush Garfield cats. One plush looked brand new, while the other was worn down from use. The text said “to be loved is to be changed.”

He thought back to what Killua said earlier about how stagnating was a fate worse than death.

He knew his mission was dangerous, but at the same time, would it really be okay for him to get close to (name)? It was just a stupid Garfield meme, he shouldn’t be reading this much into it, but before he realized it he was tearing up. (Name) looked over and frowned.

“Kurapika, are you alright? What’s wrong?”

A gentle hand cupped his cheek, her thumb swiping away his tears. Kurapika sighed in contentment, leaning into her touch. “It’s nothing, just… thinking about things, what I want to do with my time.”

(Name) nodded, retracting her hand and allowing him to lean back against her shoulder.

She seemed a bit more relaxed, the two not knowing she was watching their little interactions just moments before. “By the way Kurapika, Leorio wanted me to tell to meet him on the porch asfter this movie.”

The blonde nodded, looking down at her. “(Name)… when I get back… we need to talk, okay?”

(Name) paused, Killua giving him a thumbs up from behind her. “Oh, um… alright.”

She sounded hesitant, but it was an improvement from her ignoring him. The three watched He gave her a sneaky kiss to her cheek before walking out to meet Leorio.

Leorio and Kite sat on the front porch. It seemed most of the guests had gone home. Knuckles, Shoot, Morel, Pyon, Gel, Kanzai, and Mizaistom were gone already.

“Kurapika, sit.”

Leorio gestured for a wicker chair sat next to the two. The blonde took it, glancing between the two. “What did you call me out for?”

“You seemed pretty… antsy earlier,” Kite explained as Leorio rummaged a small metal box.

“Antsy is an understatement, you looked insane. I really thought you were about to start growling and foaming at the mouth for a moment there.”

Kurapika flushed at Leorio’s words, feeling ashamed of his actions. “I know, I’ve already apologized to Killua.”

“Shit, he wasn’t much better. Trust me, I know Killua, he can be a real asshole, but he’s still a kid.”

Kurapika nodded, looking at his lap. Leorio was right of course, he usually was. “So, what did you want?”

Leorio smiled, finishing his task and pulling out a blunt from the metal box. “I want you to relax and smoke with us. Take a breather, chill with the boys- or well, Kite and I.”

Kite rolled their eyes. “I told you I don’t care what you call me, Leorio.”

Leorio blushed, waving his hand apologetically while Kurapika processed what the dark haired man was offering. “You want me to get high with you? Is that smart, considering I pissed off (Name) enough today? She hates when I smoke.”

“See, you need to relax. Stop worrying about (Name) for a minute. You worry so much that you stress yourself out, making you snap at others. You’ll be way better to (Name) if you learned to chill out and take care of yourself every one in a while.”

Kurapika leaned back in his chair as Leorio lit up the blunt, taking a puff before passing it to Kite.

“Come on, Kurapika. It’ll help you relax.”

Kite held out the blunt to Kurapika, smiling. The blonde stared at the two. “Am I being peer pressured right now?”

“Yes,” the two said in unison.

He groaned and took the blunt, holding it out. “Just one puff.”

———————

(Name) looked up when Kurapika stumbled into the house, a dopey smile on his red face. Once he spotted her, the blonde made a whining sound, immediately clinging to her as he rubbed his cheek against hers. “Mmm… (Name)…”

The woman squeaked, squirming in his strong grip as he pulled her closer, peppering kisses into her cheeks and neck. “K-Kurapika, what are you-“

She paused, sniffing his shirt. “Oh god damn it, are you high? Leorio did this, didn’t he?”

(Name) huffed as Kurapika nuzzled his nose agaisnt hers, clinging to her like she was his lifeline in a storm. “Just want you… lemme hold you, ‘kay?”

She didn’t protest, leading him to the living room so he could snuggle her on the couch. He seemed so attached to her, and as soon as they laid down he squished his face into her chest, nuzzling until he was comfortable.

The woman wanted to pretend she was annoyed, but honestly she found him cute when he was like this. Whenever he was inebriated, Kurapika could let go of all of his limitations and do what he really wanted. He wanted to be near her, for every part of his body to be in contact with hers. It made him so happy to lie on top of her, his face in her breasts and arms wrapped around her.

“(Name)…”

She hummed in response, running her fingers through his blonde hair. “What is it, Kurapika?”

“I…”

He looked up at her, his eyes a little red from smoking. “I’m really sorry… I know… I say stupid and hurtful things sometimes… but just know…”

He blinked at her sleepily, leaning forward to the point their lips were only an inch apart. “I care about you… a lot… so, so much…”

(Name) sighed happily when he kissed her, feeling his tongue gently lap at her lip, asking for forgiveness and acceptance. With a little nip to his lip, she allowed him in, holding his face tenderly.

Though their tongues danced and their breaths were heavy, the kiss wasn’t arousing. It felt loving, sweet, a kiss people who loved each other would share. When they pulled away, Kurapika’s eyes were soft, looking into hers with so much love (Name) felt her body would explode. “Mmm…”

He laid his head back down, his lips pressing kisses into her neck sleepily. ‘I love you…’ he thought, his hands gently caressing her sides.

The two soon fell asleep on the couch, being covered up by Leorio and hour later. Guests left, leaving Kurapika and (Name) in peace.

Leorio, Kite, and Bisky sat on the porch, talking as they drank. “It seems those two have made up.” Bisky said with a laugh, swirling her wine glass.

“Yeah, it seems so. They both looked pretty happy.” Leorio agreed, staring into the neck of his beer bottle. Kite only sighed, leaning into his chair.

“Does he still not know about the Chimera Ant situation?”

The other two went quiet at Kite’s question, not daring to look up. “He doesn’t, does he?”

“No, he doesn’t even know about the letter, or the fact she nearly killed herself after what he did in York New,” Leorio said gravely, setting down his drink. “She said it would absolutely destroy him. Sometimes I hate how she always thinks about others before herself.”

Bisky nodded. “She cares about Kurapika so much, she won’t even tell him just how badly his actions affected her in fear that it would push him over the edge. Apparently, when she would sleep next to him during the Hunter Exam, he would talk about ending his life after finding the scarlet eyes in his sleep. It really messed with her head.”

Kite cleared their throat. “Well, it has to come out eventually. Keeping all of these secrets helps no one, especially the fact that (Name) has worked with the Phantom Troupe. If he finds out on his own, he might assume she’s a traitor when she’s actually been helping him by being getting information. He gets too angry, he wouldn’t be able to comprise with them.”

Leorio sighed, the man looking much more tired than before the conversation started. “Yeah, I know. I just hope Kurapika is ready for all of that information. Hell, Gon doesn’t even know any of it, he doesn’t even know Kurapika’s the one that broke (Name)’s wrist.”

The three sat in silence, knowing that eventually, these secrets would come to light.

They were just hoping it would be of (Name)’s own free will.

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maapllee · 1 year

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Hello! May i request a fic abt killua zoldyck having a crush on the reader who is like super weak and clumsy? Oh! and feel free to take ur time!

KILLUA X WEAK/CLUMSY READER

sorry for being late, I've been busy with exams <//3 I hope you'll enjoy this one~

Stepping away from the city crowd, you walked towards the cave, where The Bomber had summoned you. Under his instructions, you befriended the two boys, Killua and Gon.

The Bomber promised you many things. Things you wouldn't be able to obtain alone. You knew you wouldn't be able to clear the game without help. You couldn't take care of yourself in the 'real world', forget Greed Island.

On entering the cave, you saw no signs of your teammates. It was pitch black. Almost tripping on a rock in your path, you made your way inside. "Hello? is anyone here?" You called out. You felt a tap on your shoulder and you stumbled back. It was Genthuru. Without a word, Genthuru got you in a chokehold, facing the cave's mouth. "Let- Let me go!", you choked out. "You tricked me!". You tried wiggling and biting your way out, but he was far too strong for you to resist. "All pieces of a bigger game." Genthuru laughed. "We have some company." Killua, Gon and Bisky stepped out of the shadows. "Let her go." Killua demanded. Gon put his hand on Killua's shoulder in an attempt to calm him down. "Hand over all your cards, all three of you." Genthuru scoffed. "Who am I to listen to you???" Your face was red now and you couldn't think straight due to the lack of oxygen. "Trai..tor." Genthuru laughed. "I just needed you to bait them into my trap, you're too easy." "Give up, you're obviously outnumbered." Bisky piped up. Suddenly, a wasp, two times the average size, stung Genthuru in his face. He screamed, letting go of you and jumping in pain. Seizing this opportunity, Killua ran towards you, picking you up. He put you on his back and ran out of the cave with the others. Gon activated his Accompany card, making it to Masadora. You woke up in a bed, Killua asleep next to you. You shook your head, waking him up. Killua got onto his feet swiftly, putting his hand below your chin. Your cheeks heated up, he was standing really close. "Are you alright?" You stuck to nodding your head, still disoriented. "That's-that's good", he stuttered, "I'll get you some food.". He stepped away briefly, returning with a plate of food. He towered over you the entire day, tending to your every need despite you reassuring him that you were alright. A part of you felt bad, you only befriended him for your benefit, and here he was, treating you so well. Killua's presence was reassuring and warm. You could feel his soft breath on your head as you slowly drifted off. On waking up the following morning, you were sad to see him missing. He left you a note, though. With a pretty hair tie and some food. And a time to meet up later. That was sweet.

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The Moon and Sun (Big Sib Reader x Gon/Killua)

Ch 3: ~Speed Baby~

Synopsis: It’s time to beat Genthru at his own game. And by beat him at his own game you mean dodgeball. And by dodgeball you mean fighting for your life against a Beefy ex-Convict who’s only on this island to give Gon hell. You officially decide Ging Freecs is a huge ass. On the bright side, you develop nicknames for your boys.

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"They're all dead. It's too late."

Your words stunned the other two into silence. It was both fascinating and terrifying what your ability could do. And as you started to curl into yourself, they knew better than to ask about it.

"Are you sure?" It was Gon who spoke up. "There must be some survivors. And if they're badly wounded, they'll need all the help they can get."

You shook your head.

"Not one."

The boy frowned, fist clenched.

"Then we can't let Genthru get away with it."

"We won't," Bisky affirmed. "But we stand no chance if we go after him now. We don't fully know what tricks he has up his sleeve. It's best to continue on and try to beat him at his own game."

"You mean-" Gon was cut off.

"Yup! We'll collect as many cards as we can. We're bound to run into Genthru that way, and when we do we'll be ready then."

By then, you'd calmed yourself down enough to listen to the plan.

Beat him at his own game? Too bad it wasn't just him you were competing with.

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Gon had continued to perfect his ability while all of you waited for Killua's return. He was making surprising progress, now being able to shoot off a small burst of nen from his pointer.

As for the other boy, he'd beaten the first phase and consequently the last phase in just an hour. He was all smiles as you, Bisky, and Gon approached the starting area.

"How was it, Killua?" Gon questioned.

"It was easy. I aced it," the white haired boy said as he high fived the other.

"That's awesome!"

Much to your confusion, Killua looked over at you expectantly. Did he want something? His aura seemed nervous, or maybe it was anxious. Should you say something?

"I, uh, good job kid." Immediately his mood shifted to a happier one.

"So, what did you guys do while I was gone?"

"We collected a ton of spell cards!" Gon answered.

The boys preceded to look through all of them, with Killua wanting to try one: Contact.

A spell card that allowed the user to contact any person on the island they met, even if it was just in passing.

They looked through the list of names and came across one they never thought they'd see here.

"Chrollo Lucilfer? Isn't that the Phantom Troupe guy?" You mumbled.

"Yeah! Gon, when did you run into him!"

"I didn't. Maybe we just passed by each other."

"It makes sense, but I could have sworn Kurapika- WAIT HOLD ON!!! YOU KNOW CHROLLO!?!?" Killua exclaimed.

Goddamnit, you never learn when to shut up, do you?

"YOU KNOW ABOUT THE PHANTOM TROUPE!?!?" It was Gon's turn to interrogate you. Both boys were staring at you with wide eyes. Bisky on the other hand, was looking on in confusion.

Wait a minute

THESE BOYS RAN INTO CHROLLO!!!

Who the hell was letting them get into trouble like that!?!?

"Answers now!" Killua demanded.

"What I meant was, Chrollo Lucilfer? Sounds like a guy who'd be in a very dangerous, black market group called something creepy. Say I dunno, the Phantom Troupe?"

Clearly no one was buying your bullshit once again going by the unamused looks on the boys' faces.

"Look, that's not important right now. What's important is finding out why he's here." You tried to change the subject. Luckily, Bisky was there to divert attention from you.

"Will you tell me what's going on!!!"

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Apparently, the boys had run into Chrollo while trying to get enough money to purchase Greed Island. They thought capturing a Phantom Troupe member would be the easiest way. (What idiots) And accidentally roped in their friends Kurapika and Leorio.

The former puting a condition on Chrollo's heart. If he used nen, he would die.

Simple enough, but if that was true, then the possibility of it actually being Chrollo was slim. Either he had exercised Kurapika's nen or it was someone posing as him. Which brings us to where we are now.

"If it is Chrollo and he somehow got rid of Kurapika's nen, why would he come here?" Gon asked.

"Revenge maybe? Those phantom troupe members do like to hold grudges. Then again, it makes no sense why he'd travel here alone." You guessed.

"Either way it's not good. We should warn Kurapika. I'm gonna hop out of the game again for a few hours." Killua said as he went to leave.

You didn't have a good feeling about this, and as Killua came back with the news that Chrollo was still cursed, the feeling only worsened.

"So we're dealing with a phony after all," you said.

"Yeah, I talked to Kurapika. He was pretty calm about it. By the way he responded, he didn't sound concerned."

"It sounds like you got all worked up over nothing," Bisky commented.

Her words did little to quell your worries. If it wasn't Chrollo, then who was it? Maybe you could convince yourself it was some weirdo hoping to attract attention. Yeah, let's just go with that.

"For now, let's just focus on the task at hand," she continued. "It's time we start trying to beat this game!"

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"It's said that the legendary King White Stag Beetle lives only in this tree," the NPC explained. "And that there's only one way to capture it: hit the tree and shake it out."

Gon nodded and prepared his attack. It was time to see how far he's gotten.

"Show me rock! Jan-Ken-Rock!" He surrounded his fist with nen and struck. The impact from his punch shaking the tree and causing everything in it to fall off. Dozens of bugs rained down upon your small group.

"Oh wow!" The white haired boy stared in wonder as the insects fell. Bisky on the other hand was shielding her head, most likely grossed out.

Gon turned back to face the group, now giving you that same look Killua had earlier.

Was it code for something? It was expectant and anticipating. Like a child wanting to be praised. Oh

Ohhhhhh

Why not just this once?

"Hell yeah, kid!" You cheered. "You're like a mini Hercules with that punch!"

Honey colored eyes beamed up at you.

This would take some getting used to.

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"There is no such girl hidden in this mansion," The NPC said. "And even if there were, you would never be able to find her. Not with all the traps you would have to get past first." He was immediately cut off by Killua.

"Found her!" He walked out of the gate with the girl in tow. "She was hidden in a room deep under ground."

The NPC then tried to attack Killua, but was stopped by you. Your grip firm on his shoulder, stunning him.

"Just accept you've lost so we can move on," you said lazily. Unable to move past you, he poofed into a card.

"Rank F, what a shame." You glanced over to the small assassin. He was proudly showing off the new A Rank card.

"Fast work. You didn't get hurt, did you?"

Was that concern in your voice.

Killua turned to face you with a smile.

"Nope, those traps were nothing compared to what I had to go through back home."

Were you about to throw hands with a family of assassins?

Yes, yes you were.

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After winning a Paladin's Necklace card, the four of you headed towards Dorias, the gambling town. Aka how to develop an addiction.

But there was a small bump in the road for you guys.

Someone had cast contact on Gon.

"Hey Gon! It's been awhile." The boy looked very confused.

"Who are you?" The man on the other end only laughed.

"What you don't remember me? Well what about the player who took The Sword of Truth from you in Antokiba? Remember him?"

Recognition at last filled the boys'faces.

"Stealing cards from kids. Not much of a man, are you?" Your voice shocking the man into silence.

"You? You're traveling with them?" Seems he was scared of you. To be fair, you had been quite feral your first year here. Yes, you weren't a fighter, but sometimes your aura could be scary. Especially when you didn't want to be bothered. Ah good times.

"Yeah, now spit out what you want before we get bored." Both boys stared at you in wonder. Seems you had a reputation.

'The mystery around you thickens,' Bisky thought as the man on the other end shakily continued. She was gonna get answers out of you one day.

"Right, well we had an offer for the boys." We? There were others.

"We want to trade them #66 and 27."

"What do you think?" Gon whispered.

"There's always a catch," you warned.

"Yeah but that guy's scared of you. He'll be less likely to try something," Killua said.

"Bisky, you make the call." You trusted the young looking woman's judgement more than your own.

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She decided to make the trade, a 61 for a 27.

The leader of the group seemed hesitant to stare at you as he handed you the other 66 card. Much to the boys' delight.

"As a peace offering," he said. Then you got a good look at him.

"Hey, I remember you." See there'd only been three groups you'd run into on Greed Island. (You were sure there were more) Genthru's group: who always harassed you into joining them and were now killer's. Tsezguerra's group: who you tolerated just barely and bumped into accidentally. And Kazsule's group: the men in front of you now that had surrounded you on your first day on the island.

Oh yes you remembered him now.

"You actually know this guy?" Killua asked.

"He casted several spell cards on me during my first day here and ran away with his tail between his legs after my aura got intense. Isn't that right?"

"It was a mistake that I'm trying to rectify at the moment. No hard feelings," Kazsule said still not meeting your eyes.

"Fine." He did give your group two new cards. You supposed you could call it even for now.

After he left the boys continued to pester you about the situation. Bisky watched on silently, not offering you any relief.

"You really dodged spell cards!?!?"

"Your aura was really that strong to scare him away!?!?!"

You groaned, the circles under your eyes seeming to darken.

"Look boys, there's only two things you need to know. #1-Don't upset me, and #2- My ability is speed." Well your ability simplified was speed. But they didn't need to know about that right now.

"That's it!?! Can't you tell us a little more?" Bisky nagged. She was a little too interested in you.

"Nope, now let's teach these kids how to gamble."

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"We get prizes from the slots?" Gon questioned.

"Well it is the city of gambling," Killua responded.

"You have a .01 percent chance of winning. That's just 1 in 10,000," Bisky said.

"And an even smaller chance of keeping your winnings after the addiction kicks in," you added.

Killua had the bright idea to use a Luck Die before trying out a slot machine. Clever, but the die was a double edged sword. You could either roll and have the best time of your life, or roll and end up in a ditch somewhere.

Fun

"There's only a 1 in 20 chance it backfires on us," Killua justified. He rolled a Good Luck.

"All we gotta do it spin the wheel!"

All 7's first try and an A rank card.

"See! I told you! This little die really is the key to hitting it big time in this city."

"But what if you roll Worse Luck?" Bisky questioned. "Things could get really ugly really fast."

"Don't worry about it," the white haired boy brushed off. "It's not like it's gonna kill me, right?"

Speak of the devil.

An explosion happened at the slot machine a few rows down. Apparently the guy there kept rolling a luck die five times in a row and landed on a Bad Luck.

Oh the irony

"You were saying," you teased.

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"I'm gonna do it. Just one more time," Killua grumbled. He'd been going at it for a good hour, bags suddenly under his eyes like yours.

"I said I'm gonna do it. SO I'M GONNA DO IT!"

Yeah that's enough for today.

Before he could roll another die, you picked him up and hoisted him away from the machine.

"HEY PUT ME DOWN!!!"

"When I said you'd develop an addiction, I was just joking. You know that right?"

"I DON'T CARE! JUST LET ME ROLL ONE MORE TIME!!! JUST ONE MORE!"

"Here's what we're not gonna do. We're not gonna continue gambling and we're not gonna use that die again. I don't know about you, but I'd prefer if we didn't explo-"

You were cut off my the feeling of teeth sinking into your arm.

You dropped the boy immediately and looked at him incredulously.

Did he just?

The smug look on his face let you know he did.

"HE JUST BIT ME!!!!" Gon and Bisky looked at each other, trying to stifle their laughter.

"YEAH AND I'D DO IT AGAIN!"

This freaking kid.

"YOU-YOU- YOU GREMLIN!!!!" You surged forward and threw him over your shoulder.

"HEY!"

"I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT FROM YOU, GREMLIN. WE'RE LEAVING AND THAT'S FINAL!"

You started to walk towards the exist, Bisky and Gon following behind.

But Killua wasn't done with his little fit. He pushed himself up and pressed his hand against your face, squooshing your cheek and turning your head.

"PUT ME DOWN!!!" There went your ear drums.

Fine he wanted to play dirty. You could play.

You turned your head sharply and chomped down on his hand.

"OW!"

"THAT'S WHAT YOU GET GREMLIN, NOW BEHAVE!" You hope you shattered his eardrums the way he shattered yours.

He continued struggling, now resorting to pinching you with his surprisingly sharp nails. Wait, couldn't he make them sharp on purpose?

Oooh that little-

You dropped him outside of the gambling building and grabbed ahold of his cheek, pulling it as you yelled.

"QUIT IT RIGHT NOW!"

"YOU QUIT IT!"

"Should we do something about them?" Gon asked Bisky.

"It's best to let them settle it themselves," came her answer as Killua tried to elbow drop you.

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After you'd successfully managed to wrangle Killua away from the gambling area, the four of you continued to collect cards.

You'd all collected 50 specified cards when Killua came up with an idea. Trade frantic players Leave Cards in exchange for rare ones.

It proved to be a success, leaving the grand total to 54.

"So up to this point, we've been deliberately avoiding the other players. But now, there's certain cards we really need," Killua said.

"You're not wrong, but it's not exactly a bright idea to approach just anybody that comes across our path," you informed.

"I know, but we're running out of options. We're gonna have to take risk if we wanna beat this game."

Bisky listened to both sides of the argument before adding her thoughts.

"Well I suggest we get all that we can ourselves and then actively negotiate with other players we meet on the way. That sound good to you?"

"I'm in."

"Yeah!"

"Sounds fair."

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"Hey, I've got a question." Gon spoke.

"This necklace is supposed to be able to remove curses, right?"

"From spell cards, but not any others," Killua answered.

Gon pouted at the response.

"Guess it won't work then."

"What won't work?" You asked. Just what was going on in that boy's head.

"Well you see, me and Killua had run into a village awhile back. They were all sick and didn't have a cure for it. I was wondering if maybe a curse was behind the illness."

You gave a small smile.

"Doesn't hurt to try anyways."

Ew, since when did you start becoming optimistic. It sure as hell didn't help with that kid beaming up at you.

"You mean it!?!?"

He really was a good kid, wasn't he?

"Sure do, you little munchkin."

"Wait minute Gon. We didn't run into any villagers, did we?" Killua said confused.

"Ohh, you mean the guys who took your money," Bisky teased.

The what?!?

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Apparently the bandits (not villagers) could be cured with the Paladin's Necklace.

They had all poofed into cards and just by Gon touching them, the curse was lifted. The card you all received in exchange was #75: Lucky Alexandrite.

Coincidentally right after, guess who called?

It was once again Kazsule. And he wanted to meet in person.

"A team is close to clearing the game." So he was giving you guys a heads up?

"A three manned team lead by someone named Genthru." Ah that makes sense.

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Apparently Kazsule also contacted other groups to meet up. He wanted to come up with a plan to beat Genthru.

"As I told you all, Team Genthru is very close to completing the game. I just checked the ranking, and they're currently at 96 types. We have to come up with a strategy and now."

Killua raised his hand.

"I have a question."

"Yeah?" Kazsule responded.

"How exactly do you check the rankings?" Before Kazsule could answer, one of the other group leaders cut him off.

"Great, you don't even know how to do that?" Her tone was sneering. "We don't have time to explain the whole game to them. So just cut to the chase alright."

All four of you glared at her. Now today had already been a lot. You'd been bitten, pinched, and physically drained. (Thanks Gremlin.) So you weren't particularly in the mood to be sassed at by a somebody who thought they were better than you. Lacking enough restraint, you let your disdain slip.

"Bitch."

She snapped her head towards you.

"What was that?"

You would have repeated yourself, but unfortunately you had an example to set now.

"I said I have an itch." Ah yes, another lie that nobody was clearly buying. But you didn't care all that much if she heard what you said the first time.

"You-"

"Hey, hey!" Kazsule intervened. "There's no need to be mean, all of us are here to exchange information."

"He's right Asta," his teammate interjected. "These kids just might have some information you don't."

"Ha, that's impossible," Asta dismissed.

One more insult. If this bitch opened her mouth with one more insult you were gonna kick her ass.

"Their Rank A armatures who don't even know how to use the trade shop. Don't make me laugh."

You let out a low growl catching the others' attention. Gon and Killua looked at each other before smirking.

What was it you said? Don't make you angry?

But once again Kazsule averted everyone's attention.

"In the trade shop, you can look at the official rankings of who has the most cards. Which can be really useful. And if you lay a fee, you can even see which specific cards they have."

And once again Asta had something to add.

"But just because you can get a player's name from the ranking, doesn't mean you can use Contact. You've gotta meet them for that. Do you feel a little smarter now, little boy." Her jab was directed at Killua.

That was your last straw.

Nobody could insult your kids except you.

You stood up.

"Boys could you cover your ears for a sec?" Your voice was eerily sweet. They nodded and did as you asked. Once you were sure they couldn't hear you, you went at it.

"Okay, listen you snarky, pompous, little bitch. You can stop running your mouth and shaking around those thangs. If you're just gonna bitch and moan about why you're so much better, I'm gonna give you a black eye. And trust me, you won't see it coming. Now either shut the fuck up and apologize to my boys or prepare to stand by your words."

The clearing was quiet as they waited for Asta's response. Nobody daring to speak, except for Bisky who whispered "way to get her to shut up."

You were reminded of why you refused to be a hunter. Most, if not all of them, were all just power, money hungry assholes who thought having a special license gave them the authority to treat others like shit. Asta being a prime example.

"Fine. I went too far."

You gestured for the boys to uncover their ears as she droned on.

"But if your group can't contribute, then you children should go running home." And the bitch was back.

It was Killua this time who decided to give her some sass.

"The only one who hasn't contributed so far is you." Atta boy.

"Well one thing is clear. You're all big talkers, but I need to see some proof."

You

Were

Gonna

Kill

This

Bitch

"We know Team Genthru's abilities," Gon added shutting her up again.

Atta boys

"And there are 3 cards they're missing. We have one of them. Heh, still got a problem?"

Was this pride you were feeling.

"Nope, that's good enough for me." God you wanted to wipe that shit eating grin off her face.

"Hold on, let's see some proof that you can be useful to us, because I doubt it."

ATTA BOY KILLUA

"71 types of specified slot cards. That's a hell of a lot more than you have. How bout I give you an A Rank in return for a little information. Is that good enough?" This bitch really thought you guys were that stupid.

"No it isn't. We can get those ourselves, no big deal. If you want us to tell you anything, you can give us two S Rank cards or equally valuable information"

Gremlin no more, he was promoted to precious boi.

"Don't press your luck you damn little brat."

Well, you warned her earlier.

"Here that everyone, these guys won't be of any help! They want-!"

In a split second, you were up on the rock she seated herself at, fist millimeters away from her left eye.

Once again, the silence was deafening.

"Which eye do you like seeing out of most? I already told you if you continued to run your mouth you'd have to back up your words." Your voice was ice and despite the intensity of the situation, your posture was relaxed. Like getting up there was an inconvenience.

"I-I-I" she couldn't feel your nen. She couldn't sense you when you moved. And she could tell from the gleam in your eyes that you had meant every word you said earlier.

Cold and uninterested. Everything you had been a few months ago.

"You don't need to protect me from everything you know?

"Of course I do you dummy. I'm the older one, it's my job."

But you'd softened a little. And even though you really wanted to put this bitch in her place, you swore you wouldn't fight anymore.

But that didn't mean you couldn't give her a piece of your mind.

"I'll give you one more shot to apologize. You got that, little girl?"

"I'm sorry for going too far. I just wanted to make sure we weren't talking any risk in beating Genthru. We're all good now."

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Once that was out of the way, Asta started giving out information on how the game works to the boys. And without condescending them. A shocker.

Gon also revealed how Genthru's abilities worked. And everybody went around introducing themselves while also giving helpful tips.

It was then decided that all of you would try to get the Strip of Beach card to monopolize.

And with that, you were all off to Soufrabi.

It was a beautiful town with a nice beach right next to it. In only a matter of minutes, you'd found someone with the information you were looking for.

"The pirates run this entire town," the NPC explained. "Every last inch of it. You see, there's this local legend about an underwater cave called Poseidon's Cavern that's supposed to be around here somewhere. The Strip of Beach is the entrance to it. Not too many years ago, 15 pirates came to this town because they'd heard about the legend and that this cave also contained an unbelievable amount of treasure inside.

"Razor and his 14 devils. The poor fishermen were all tortured and killed. Then the pirates murdered anybody who knew about the Strip of Beach. If you can get rid of the pirates, I promise I'll tell you everything I know."

It was quite the information to digest. And apparently, the event could only be triggered by 15 players. Which means the game wants players to work together instead of against each other.

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The 15 of you used Accompany to travel to the pirates' base. They clearly weren't expecting any company.

"Who the hell are you guys?" One of them slurred out.

"Look, this is a private party, so get lost."

It was Kazsule who spoke up.

"We're only here to talk. Would you please leave this town."

Immediately the pirates bursted into laughter. And you couldn't really blame them. Diplomatics were not the way with criminals.

"It's been a while since we heard that line."

The biggest one threw a circle of liquor and fire on the floor as he laughed.

"If you want us to leave here, talking just ain't gonna cut it," he sneered. "I don't care how many of you attack me at once. If you can knock me out of this ring, then I'll take you guys over to see our boss."

A lot of confidence from someone with a weak aura. Gon and Killua could beat him with both hands tied behind their backs.

Speaking of weak auras, a member from your side stepped up.

"If it's brawn your looking for, then I'm your man." No, no he was not his man. His nen was even weaker than his spark of aura. God, a gust of wind could knock him over.

The big guy in the middle didn't even flinch when the other attacked. In fact, he just picked him up and preceded to torture him. Putting his foot over the fire to burn him slowly.

"AHHHH! LET ME GOOO!!!! I GIVE UP I LOSE!!!!"

His screams were agonizing and the stench of burnt flesh filled the air.

You wanted to run away.

You wanted it to stop

You just wanted his screams to stop.

"It's just a job, it's nothing personal."

It's nothing personal

But why was he grinning

Why was he enjoying this.

You could tell you were shaking, but there was nothing you could do. You'd forgotten just how disgusting people could be.

And you were grateful, so fucking grateful that Gon had been fast enough to react before your teammate got seriously injured.

Your thoughts quieted down enough to hear what they were saying.

"He said he lost already. Why didn't you let him go!" You'd never heard Gon this angry. And that smidge of darkness in his aura seemed to surface.

"He knew what the rules are," the pirate spat out.

"You lose if you step outside the ring. Anything else including a forfeit is completely meaningless."

What a disgusting creature.

You felt a tug on your arm.

"You okay?" Killua asked.

You shook your head.

"I'll be better once someone kicks that guy's ass." It was a joke more than a suggestion, but the mini assassin seemed to take it to heart.

He stepped up after the pirate confirmed Gon had lost by jumping out of the circle. His aura determined and confident.

"What's this, you gonna team up on me?" The faster that oaf shut his mouth, the easier it would be to collect your thoughts.

"Let me borrow this," Killua said as he snagged a bottle of alcohol. He popped the lid off.

"No! You wouldn't!"

Killua smirked and jumped above the pirate. Then he spiked the alcohol down on him and used his emitter ability to set the pirate on fire.

Goddamnit, more burning flesh.

The pirate screamed in agony before running out of the circle of fire and rolling on the floor to extinguish his head.

Killua walked over to you while you were holding your nose shut.

"Feel better?" He asked.

"I would have preferred if you just knocked him out, but I appreciate the gesture. It was the least you could do after bitting me," you lightly teased.

"You're still mad about that?!?"

"I'll never trust again."

Your brief moment of peace interrupted by the pirate again.

"GRR! YOU BRAT, YOU'RE DEAD!!!!"

You stepped in front of Killua, preparing nen in your leg to defend. Luckily, the guy's teammate intervened. He kicked him to the wall and started lecturing him.

"You made up all of the rules yourself, so get over it." His voice was ice cold.

"Yeah, that's on me," the oaf responded.

"This way, I'll take you to the boss." The second pirate turned to leave, expecting the rest of you to follow.

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He led you all to a small building by the beach. Several courts prepared throughout it. Like it was some kind of gym.

"You got visitors boss."

Jesus Christ. The man in front of you was a titan. He was lifting a weight, completely unbothered by the news. My god, he looked like he could crush a head with his bare hands, without using an ounce of nen. This guy???? This behemoth was the boss.

And his aura

Jesus

So much darkness and hidden bloodlust. Was that anticipation too??? What the hell was this dude waiting on?

"Yeah, and who are they?" He didn't turn to face your group as he spoke.

"Seems they want us to leave town."

"That so?"

He finally set down the weights.

"Hmm, then let's have a competition, shall we? If you win we'll leave the island peacefully. It'll be up to us to choose what the contest will be. All right?"

You didn't have a good feeling about this.

"And what if we lose? What'll happen to us then?" Goreinu asked.

"Oh nothing really. You'll just have to leave. Simple as that," Razor responded.

You didn't like how he kept smiling. It was almost like he knew you guys couldn't beat whatever challenges you'd face.

"Fine, let's go," Kazsule agreed.

"It's an athletics contest. Where each member will challenge you to a match in their specialty sport. One win each. First to 8 wins is the victor."

Ha, figures the beefy dude would make you guys play sports. You just hoped he didn't compete. He would surely kill whoever he went up against.

"My challenge is first up," one of the other pirates stepped forward. Thank God.

"And I'm gonna go with boxing."

"Well," Razor started. "Who wants to take him?"

"I've got this one," someone volunteered.

"There is just one special condition: you can use items conjured by nen." Thank you beefy man.

But Kazsule and his friend didn't feel the same as you.

"What the hell!?!?

"You can't call that boxing!"

They were missing the point. It was obviously an advantage for your side to use and not the other. There's no way they'd allow nen weapons if they weren't sure they could win.

And you were proven correct when the pirate confirmed it himself.

The man on your side was far too cocky, letting himself think because he had the stronger punches he'd have the advantage. He wasn't prepared for his opponent's nen ability.

The 'pirate' had made two separate portals for his fist. One for it to go through and the other right under your guy's chin.

It costs your side the match.

It was then that Killua came up with a plan. (That little schemer) You'd all throw the matches in order to find out the opponents' nen abilities and future challenges. A clever strategy.

The only problem was that you couldn't compete with the same team twice. And with Asta's team withdrawing, you were down three members.

Well, you would have been down three members if she hadn't given her final warning. Now you were down 10 members. Even when she leaves she damns you.

With no other options but to get new players, the boys decided to find your little imposter friend.

Chrollo Lucifer.

That yucky feeling was back, and as the boys speculated it might be another Troupe member, it worsened.

"If it is a member of the Troupe, we won't invite them. We'll see what they say," Gon planned out.

"Yeah, well then what's the point of even trying. We already know it's one of them," Killua scolded.

"We need to know who they are, but why they're here is even more important."

"WHAT ARE YOU, A DAMN IDIOT?!?! ARE YOU JUST GONNA ASK THEM WHY THEY'RE HERE!?!?" Killua shouted. There went your eardrums again.

"BECAUSE BIG SURPRISE THEY'RE NOT GONNA TELL YOU!!!!"

"YEAH? I'M AN IDIOT, FINE!!! BUT I'M STILL GONNA ASK AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!!!" Gon yelled back.

God it'd been a long day and you were tired.

You picked them up by the back of their shirts, the way a cat would it's kittens.

"Goblins! Stop fighting!" They ignored you and tried to kick at each other while continuing to screech. You weren't in the mood for this, life or death situation, you didn't care anymore.

Your final straw was Gon accidentally kicking you square in the jaw trying to get at Killua.

"I SAID ENOUGH!!!" Finally snapping, you thudded the boys against each other, foreheads smacking against one another. Their arguing ceased and they clutched their heads in pain.

You lifted them eye level, your voice low.

"If you can't learn to get along within the next five minutes, so help me I'll take you both out of this game. Got it?" Your glare was harsh.

They looked at each other before turning back to you. Figuring it was safe, you set them down.

"We're sorry, Y/n." Gon was the first to apologize. He had to elbow Killua for his.

"Sorry. We promise we won't fight anymore.... unless Gon's being an idiot." He mumbled out the last part, hoping you wouldn't hear. Your sharp look let him know you had.

"Kidding, kidding, heh heh."

"Are they always like this?" Goreinu asked Bisky.

"Pretty much, but usually Y/n stays out of it. They must really be fed up to intervene."

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Gon had ended up using accompany to find the Chrollo imposter. The five of you now in a misty area.

You focused your eyes to see through the fog. There was definitely someone there. And they were strong from the look of their aura. It felt predatory.

There was a soft plashing of water, then the mist cleared slightly and there was a silhouette.

Wait

Wait a fucking minute.

WAS THIS DUDE TAKING A BATH!!!!!!!

The mist cleared up even more, revealing the man's bright pink hair

"No way," Killua said.

"Hisoka!?!" Gon followed up.

But quite frankly you didn't care. All you cared about was having fast enough reflexes before this dude turned around.

"SHIT BOYS!!! DON'T LOOK!!! DON'T LOOK!!!!" You screeched as you quickly put your hands over their eyes.

"Huh?"

"Why?"

"DON'T YOU SASS ME RIGHT NOW!!! KEEP THOSE PEEPERS CLOSED!!!"

The man, Hisoka, fully turned around. He flashed you a wolfish grin and you wanted to gag. Your only regret in life? Not having enough hands.

"Hmm? What have we here? It seems I have unexpected guest," Hisoka said as if you all didn't just walk in on him.

His predatory nen only seemed to increase.

This was such a bad idea.

"Long time no see." He addressed the boys and increased his aura output.

And even though they couldn't see him (Your hand unwavering) they increased their aura as well.

Hisoka only chuckled.

"Just as I suspected. You've matured quite a lot, haven't you?" He practically moaned out. The lust?????? from his aura increased. It was almost suffocating.

"You've clearly found an excellent teacher. You'll continue to ripen into sweet fruit, just as I thought," he purred out.

My god you wanted to bleach your eyes as his little friend greeted the world.

But you were also disgusted. Very much appalled. And completely pissed.

You were growling as his eyes moved up from the boys to you.

"The hell did you just call my boys?" Your own aura spiking slightly. Damn, it'd been a while since you slipped up like this. But this man had pissed you off in a way where you didn't care about being careful anymore.

"Ah, this one's already so ripe. I assume you had a hand in teaching them?"

You were gonna kill this dude.

"I'll kill you. I'll kill you where you stand if you so much as glance at my boys the wrong way."

His aura only radiated excitement.

And where was Bisky to save you?

She was drooling over Hisoka and all his glory. Seems the world was just full of pervs.

"What is it you want with me?" He said nonchalant, as if he didn't just fantasize about two 12 year old boys.

"Put on some goddamn clothes first and then we'll talk, you creepy weirdo," you growled out.

Like hell you were gonna remove your hands when Hisoka was running loose with that thang out.

"Aww, you're no fun."

"I'll break you."

Finally this dude put on some pants and a shirt. And you carefully peeled your hands off the boys' faces.

"I have a question," Gon said once he could see.

"What're you doing in the game?"

You could practically feel Hisoka plotting, his aura shifting to uncertainty. You had to take what he said with a grain of salt.

"I came here to look for Chrollo."

Another round of is it the truth or is it bullshit.

Ding Ding Ding! Looks like a load of bs.

"He's still crippled by Kurapika's nen, but there's actually a way to remove it."

Thank you captain obvious.

"Seems you already know, which will make things easier. I'm looking for Chrollo to pass that along, but I have no leads. Before long, I remembered that some of the Spiders were interested in this game. So of course, if I can locate them, they might be able to tell me where Chrollo is."

Ding Ding Ding! Another one for bullshit.

"And using his handle all but guarantees they'll try to contact me."

"He was just pretending to be a member of the Phantom Troupe," Killua surmised.

"Now I have a question for you." Hisoka said, eyeing the children.

"Better be appropriate," you warned.

"But of course. Tell me, did you really come all the way out here just to ask me that?"

"Sure did," Gon answered without hesitation.

"Um," Bisky budded in. "Truth is, we're here looking for people who are really strong." Her tone was eerily sweet and airy. Like she was trying to flatter him.

"And we were hoping you might join us."

"Hell no!" You interjected. This creep, following your boys around??? You'd rather gouge your eyes out.

Bisky harshly pinched your side.

"But we've already come all this way, it'd be a shame to leave empty handed." Then she batted her eyes up at Hisoka.

And before you could protest again, Hisoka had agreed.

"Alright. May I ask why you're looking for strong people?"

The group made a huddle.

"I don't like this, it's risky," Goreinu commented.

"It sure is," Killua backed up

"You don't know who this guy is Bisky."

"We can't trust this creep and nothing can convince me otherwise," you added.

"What? Of course I know who he is and to add onto your point, Y/n-" Bisky used her nen to spell out one single phrase.

He's lying.

Well at least you wouldn't have to convince them of his deceit later.

"The city of love, Aiai, isn't very far from here. You can meet all kinds of people. You might even find the strength that you're looking for," Hisoka suggested.

The city of Iove?????? Was this dude messing with your group???? Regardless, you all followed his directions.

You, Bisky, Gon, and Killua split up into your group in front.

"What exactly did you mean about him lying?" Killua asked.

"Well technically, I should have said that he wasn't telling the truth," Bisky responded.

"But how could you tell?" Gon questioned.

"It was really more of a hunch."

"She's right boys. That weirdo was lying, or at the very least hiding something. Remember my eyes?"

"They can see aura right?" Gon answered.

"Yup and with aura are your emotions. His was riddled with deceit and mischief." And something else that you will not be discussing at this time.

"That's actually pretty handy," Killua complimented.

"Yeah, which means you can't hide things from me Gremlin," you teased while poking his cheek.

It was at that moment you felt a disturbance in the force. That lust in Hisoka's aura spiked up again. You turned sharply around as Gon and Killua felt a chill up their spine.

THAT FUCKING PEDO CLOWN WAS STARING AT THEIR ASSES!!!!!

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It'd taken around 30-40 minutes for Goreinu, Bisky, Killua, and Gon to pry your fingers off of Hisoka's neck. And another 20 of all four of them holding you back after Hisoka had said-

"Oooh, I do like it when they have some fight in them."

Aiai had proven to be completely useless, only serving as a way for Hisoka to cure his boredom.

And during that small interval, you could tell something was eating away at Killua. Perhaps he had realized something about that creepy clown.

And after Gon had asked for Hisoka's binder did it click...

Killua wanted to see if Hisoka had already found who he was looking for. With Gon asking, it be less inconspicuous.

"Look here it is, Tsezguerra." He willing showed his binder.

What was that shit on his binder. It was made of nen, but what was it? Nobody else seemed to see it. It was probably best not to say anything until Hisoka was out of the picture.

But damn was it strange. You focused your eyes a little harder trying to see through his ability, but you were still rusty. Had this been 5 years ago, you would've had no problem.

But one thing was for sure, He was definitely hiding something.

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After the Hisoka debacle, the six of you had met up with Tsezguerra's group. They agreed to help out, bringing the group total back to 10. It was decided the other 5 members would be regular players looking for a way to get back to the real world. With that settled, you all headed back to the pirates' base .

"Let's start off with some boxing," Razor announced.

"Heh heh heh. I'm about to send you packing," his lackey said.

Tsezguerra's man had beat him easy, backing him into a corner and throwing one punch after the other. The pirate couldn't use his nen to save himself and lost the match.

That was one win down.

You'd gotten the second with another man from Tsezguerra's team in bowling.

The third from basketball. So Team Tsezguerra had some firepower after all.

But something had changed within Razor's group. The big oaf from earlier stepped forward. And by the look of him, he was pissed.

"I'm done following your stupid orders! I'll be doing things my own way from now on!" He addressed Razor as he threw down his hat.

"ALRIGHT BRAT, LET'S STEP OUTSIDE!" His words were directed at Killua.

And while you knew the boy was more than capable of taking down this oaf, you couldn't help the surge of protectiveness that overcame you.

"Outside? You mean the Sumo Ring?" Killua taunted.

"I'M DONE MESSING AROUND! WANT ME TO KILL YOU RIGHT HERE AND NOW!!"

The Oaf's friend tried to pull him back as he stalked towards Killua. You stepped in front of him. If that loudmouth tried anything, you'd hurt him. Luckily for him, Razor intervened.

"That violates our agreement. You want to go back to jail, Bopobo?" That grin on his face never wavered, and you could feel his bloodlust start to stir.

If that oaf knew what was good for him, he should stop talking right away.

"I DON'T GIVE A DAMN!! I'M ALL DONE PLAYING THIS RIDICULOUS GAME!!!"

NPC's weren't supposed to know this was a game.

These pirates...

They were all real people.

"C'mon guys, whose with me!?!? If we team up, we could totally crush that damn bastard!!!!"

Razor's bloodlust released in full. He had every intention of killing this guy if he didn't shut up.

"Then we could find a boat and use it to get off this damn island!!!"

Razor has summoned a ball of nen, it's power completely destructive. You froze in place as he threw his attack at his former teammate.

The man's head, unable to withstand the sheer force of Razor's nen, splattered open. Blood poured out underneath him.

You were shaking, you were shaking so bad you couldn't stand.

Blood

There was so much blood.

You collapsed on your knees, a sick feeling churning in your stomach.

He'd killed his teammate. He splattered his brains everywhere. And yet....

And yet he kept that smile on his face.

You trembled on the ground eyes wide with horror.

This man, Razor, reminded you too much of them.

You couldn't focus enough on what was going on around you, not noticing the way Gon, Killua, and Bisky had tried to snap you out of it.

That sick feeling in your stomach rising up to your throat.

You hunched over and heaved, vile spewing out. You gasped in between coughs, trying to get enough air to calm down.

You barley registered someone patting you on the back.

"It's okay. You're gonna be okay. Deep breaths alright." It was Bisky.

You gave a few more gags and coughs, trying to get out your fear and disgust before calming down.

Bisky gave a gentle squeeze to your shoulder.

"You're okay. Do you feel a little better?" In truth, you did not. You wanted to hide. But now wasn't the time to be scared. You had to pull through. You needed to pull through. You couldn't let them down.

So you shakily tried to get up.

You felt a pair of small hands try to stabilize you.

"Can you manage by yourself?" You recognized the voice as Gon.

"I just need a minute and I'll be fine. Don't worry about it, okay?" You felt a sharp thud to your head. You turned to face your assailant, scowling.

"Idiot! Of course we're gonna worry about it!" You hadn't expected Killua to sound so concerned, let alone admit he was worried.

"You just collapsed and threw up! Are we just supposed to brush it off as nothing!?!? Gon! Back me up here!!!"

"Killua has a point. What exactly happened to you?"

"I don't do well around blood." You said as you stood up fully. You were thankful for the brief distraction the boys gave you. It was enough for you to regain your bearings.

"That's it?"

"That's it."

Then you'd felt it. You'd felt Razor unleash his full aura. The feeling of it almost making you collapse again.

"Is everything settled? Good, now I think I'll go with an 8 on 8 game...of dodgeball." Oh fuck.

This dude, who just spiked his buddy's head off, wanted to play dodgeball. There's no way.

Razor used his nen to summon 7 players for his side. It was gonna be one point per person. Whoever won would take all.

You did not like his grin at all.

And the weaker players seemed to be on the same page you were a few minutes ago. They all fled. Leaving just 7 of you left.

And Razor, the saint that he was, wouldn't let your team participate with just 7.

"There's no point in arguing with an in-game character, but wasn't Bopobo you're friend?" Gon's question directed at the beefy man. He sounded as upset as you looked.

"I don't get it. What could he have done that was so bad he deserved to die for it." Anger mingled with his aura.

Razor wasted no time answering.

"Robbery, rape, and murder too. 11 confirmed counts of you wanna get specific."

He was a convict, not a 'pirate' character. So did that mean... All these guys were criminals in the real world?

Everybody else seemed to have caught on as well.

"This isn't a virtual world," Tsezguerra started to explain. "Geed Island really exists. This game takes place in the world we all know." The news was shocking to your small group.

"However, revealing that information to a player who truly believes that they're inside a game is taboo. So that's why Bopobo was executed. This guy here, Razor, he's a game master. A real human."

They were all real. But why were criminals posing as characters here?

"Game master?" Gon asked.

"It means he's one of the people who created this game."

"But then- wait!" Gon's aura shifted over to excitement. Right. His father had made this game for him.

"Bopobo and the other pirates are probably condemned inmates," Tsezguerra continued. "He disobeyed orders and attempted to instigate a mutiny. Execution was warranted."

"It's not fake," Gon repeated.

"Afraid not, Munchkin. This is all real. A little too real," you mumbled the last part out.

"I never realized that," Killua commented.

"I had never even considered it," Bisky added.

The sound of Razor bouncing a ball grabbed everybody's attention.

"Well, it really doesn't matter much in the long run, since this island is isolated from the rest of the world."

"Hey, wait a second!" Gon interrupted. He took a step forward, aura now nervous. "If this is real life, then does that mean - that Ging is here too."

Gon's words immediately wiped the forever grin off Razor's face. But as quickly as it had vanished, it returned.

"I see, you're Gon Freecs I presume."

You took a stance besides Gon, already feeling Razor's shift in mood. And with Gon's confirmation, the anticipation from Razor's aura skyrocketed.

Did he hate Ging and want to take it out on his son?

Well he would have to go through you first.

"Your dad told me you would be coming here someday...And not to take it easy on you."

What?

WHAT!?!??

Gon's father, his own father, told this titan not to hold back!?!??? Was he insane!?!??!?

And Gon, your precious sun child, grinned at the information.

Maybe he thought of it as his father trusting in his abilities. But this is the same man who left his child. If anything it a way to deter Gon from finding him.

Alas, you couldn't find it in you to break the young boy's spirit.

You hoped you were wrong.

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Goreinu had substituted one player for a nen beast, completing the team of 8 and allowing you to play.

The rules were 7 players on the court and 1 outside. First team without any players in the court would lose. If you're hit with the ball, you're out and have to exit the court. You may bring back one player by saying the phrase "Back." Ricochets are live until they land on the floor.

Essentially whoever the ball hits last is out.

Good to know.

"And begin!"

Killua was the first to the ball, and prepared to spike it. He looked over at Razor.

"Go ahead, you take the first shot." He seemed a little more enthusiastic now, his forever grin feeling a little more genuine.

Killua spiked the ball over to Goreinu.

"You sound pretty confident. Well, consider this as may way of saying hello!!!!" Goreinu shouted as he hurled the ball at #4, effectively getting him out.

"All right!" Killua cheered.

"One down already, let's just try to keep it up."

Goreinu's nen beast tossed the ball back to him. He repeated the process and got out #5.

It was almost too easy.

Something wasn't adding up.

And you were proven correct when Razor caught Goreinu's throw with one hand. Despite your teammate pouring his nen into the ball.

"Time for us to launch the counterattack." Razor said as he coated the ball with his own nen.

Uh oh. This doesn't look good.

That nen had the intent to kill.

And poor Goreinu was none the wiser.

Razor wound his arm back, bloodlust leaking through.

The shot would kill him.

Another death I'm front of you.

"SWITCH WITH ME!" You shouted. Goreinu looked at you questioningly. You didn't have enough time to explain, not as you felt Razor launch the ball towards you.

You shoved Goreinu out of the way, now face to face with Razor's throw. You only had a few seconds. If you dodged, the person behind you was fucked. If you tried to stop it, your leg would snap like a twig.

Fuck it

Your nen was speed remember?

You focused your nen into your legs and dashed backwards, successfully tackling the person behind you down. You could feel an intense heat from the ball as it grazed your back. The ball itself imbedded in the skull of Goreinu's nen beast who was unfortunately in the wrong place at the wrong time outside the court.

"Not bad," Razor praised. "Getting you out won't be an easy task with that speed."

You tried not to look behind you, knowing you might not recover fast enough this time. Instead you focused on the person you tackled down.

"My, my. This is the third time you've thrown yourself at me. If I didn't know better, I'd say you have a crush." Goddamnit, it was Hisoka.

You should've let the bastard get hit.

"Go read the Bible you skeez," you grumbled out.

"Is everyone else okay?"

Goreinu hesitantly got up.

"That-that would have killed me." His voice was frazzled. He looked traumatized.

Maybe it was best to let him sit it out.

"We need someone outside of the court, can you manage that?" You asked, trying to distract him from his near death experience.

He looked at you with blank eyes before slowly nodding.

"Okay, there you go big guy. Leave the rest to us, okay?"

Razor lifted up a brow, curious to what you were doing.

"Should we count this as a win for my side then?" He asked. "This is a special case, since the nen beast in the outfield died, is Goreinu forfeiting to fill it's place?"

What were you, team captain?

"Just count it was a draw or whatever. I really don't give a damn right now" you hissed after making sure Goreinu was okay enough to be left alone.

"Very well then, it's a draw."

You made your way back to the court, not noticing the wide eyes staring at your back.

There was a giant scorch mark on your shirt.

A sign you escaped death by a literal hair.

"Let's move on," Razor instructed as he passed the ball to his teammates. The ones on the outfield passed it towards each other, then back to razor.

The four of them boxing in your group.

They were moving incredibly fast. So fast that even your eyes had trouble tracking the ball.

You'd hardly sensed it when #4 lobbed the ball at Tsezguerra's side. It was already too late to react, a sickening crunch filling the air.

Killua reacted quickly and picked up the ball. Surprisingly, nen still covered it.

Bisky and Gon rushed over to Tsezguerra's side to asses the damage. He'd most likely broken all his ribs. It was a miracle he'd been able to stand.

"He focused his aura on his back. That's the only reason that wasn't a fatal blow." Razor informed. "Alright tend to his injuries."

But Tsezguerra had refused, most likely the result of a wounded ego. Luckily, his men had tended to him instead.

Killua once again had the ball, bouncing it as he decided what to do.

"Hisoka!" Gon called out.

Oh no, the one thing you never wanted to hear from your boys. But you supposed it was time to see what the pervy clown could do.

"Very well, hand it over," he said gesturing towards the ball.

Apparently, Hisoka had an ability called Bunji Gum. It had the properties of both rubber and gum, as he put it. Meaning, he could throw the ball and have it come right back to him as long as a strand was attached to him.

Hisoka successfully got out #3.

"Now, let's have some fun shall we," he purred out. His nen once again completely predatory.

"Surely this can't be all you got."

Razor chuckled at his statement.

"Just bring it on."

Hisoka threw the ball, but before it could connect, #6 and #7 fused together. The now #13 caught the ball, and he was refusing to let go.

"You're a strong one," Hisoka conceded.

"Looks like it may turn to attack," Razor announced as his nen beast gave him the ball.

Uh oh

This wasn't good.

Gon and Killua immediately activated Ken in preparation. Determined Aura flowing from both of them.

"So you boys know how to use Ken, huh? Then you won't die. That is, if you get really lucky of course."

Razor loaded the ball with even more nen.

He really was trying to kill them wasn't he?

"Here I come, Gon."

Hell no

Razor unleashed a monster throw, the force of it shattering the lights above you.

There was no way in hell you were gonna let that hit your kid.

You didn't give a damn if this was personal.

You sure as hell didn't care if Ging set this up on purpose.

You didn't even care if Gon would be mad at you after.

You weren't gonna lose another kid.

These boys...

They were one of your own now.

You pushed all the nen you had towards your legs and dashed up. With unwavering resolve, you used your right and made contact with the ball.

Razor's nen battling yours.

It was excruciating, the nen burning your skin. But you pushed on.

You forced your leg to push up and the ball spun scorch marks against your skin.

You pushed with everything you had, the ball now slowing down against your skin.

It was a spectacle to behold.

Bloodlust vs something akin but different.

You grit your teeth and the pain flared up, feeling something snap. But you wouldn't waver.

Seconds, mere seconds that felt like an eternity, and with one final push, you kicked the ball up towards the ceiling. It went straight through, creating a perfect hole.

Met with no more resistance, you were flung back, skidding a few feet until your back hit the wall.

It was then that you let the pain take over. You were sure you snapped your ankle. And probably a bone higher up too.

"Son of a- gahhhh! Mother fu-ahhhh!" You bit your tongue, remembering not to curse. But goddamnit did it hurt. You thumped your fist against the ground, trying to distract yourself from the pain.

Immediately Bisky, Gon, and Killua rushed over.

"Y/n! Are you-?!?!" Bisky gestured towards your scorched leg and the purple bruising beginning to form.

"Can you-!?!?" You shook your head. You were in no condition to even think about getting up.

"You're leg, it's all-" Killua couldn't finish his sentence as he eyed your injury.

"Pain," you hissed out. "Very painful as we've established." Your nails dug into your palm, looking for any relief.

But the one who wore a worse expression than you was Gon. His eyes looked blank as he tried to reach out for you, but he pulled back last second.

His aura was riddled with guilt.

"He-he was aiming for me. And you- you-"

You gave him a soft thump on the back of his head.

"Don't blame yourself, dummy. I chose to block his attack." You reached out and have a soft squeeze to his shoulder.

"I chose to break my leg for you, so you better feel special."

He didn't look very convinced. I'm fact his mood seemed to worsen.

"But your leg-"

"It'll grow back, don't worry."

"Yeah but-" it'd taken a few seconds for your words to kick in.

"Huh!?!?" Gon snapped out of his guilt ridden state and eyed you curiously.

"What?!?! What do you mean it'll grow back!?!?"

"Gotcha." The boy stopped panicking and stared up at you with wide eyes.

"There we go." You grabbed his cheeks this time to ensure he would listen.

"Now, stop blaming yourself over nothing. I don't wanna sense guilt from you and I don't wanna see you looking sad. Got it? I'll heal just fine, so stop your worrying."

"You're not mad at me?"

"Well if you lose right after this I might be bitter, but as of right now, not one bit. So don't lose." You released his face.

At last, honey colored eyes beamed up at you.

"Okay! I promise I'll win!"

Atta boy Gon.

You let out a sigh and turned to face your other boy.

"That goes for you too. Don't lose."

Killua gave out a shaky smirk, still weary of your injury.

"You kiddin', as if we'd ever lose to that guy. You just sit tight."

Razor's medics at last came over to bandage and splint your leg.

This game of dodgeball was far from over.

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Fun Fact #4: Y/n likes to talk a big game, but they're secretly a teddy bear underneath. Hisoka is the one exception.

MASTERLIST

#hxh #hxh x reader #hunter x hunter x reader #hunter x hunter x y/n #hxh x y/n #hunter x hunter #x y/n #x reader #big sib reader #gon x reader #killua x reader #mayhaps a kite x reader???#platonic #older reader #found family

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honeymoon-mango · 2 years

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Hunter X Hunter 2022

Days and pairing:

Day one: Feitan x reader

Day two: Shoot x reader

Day three: Kurapika x reader

Day four: Morel x reader

Day five: Knov x reader

Day six: Chrollo x reader

Day seven: Ikalgo x reader

Day eight: Uvogin x reader x Shalnark

Day nine: Kikyo x reader

Day ten: Pariston x reader

Day eleven: Nobunaga x reader

Day twelve: Pakunoda x reader

Day thirteen: Leorio x reader

Day fourteen: Machi x reader

Day fifteen: Hisoka x reader

Day sixteen: Pouf x reader

Day seventeen: Shizuku x reader

Day eighteen: Phinks x reader

Day nineteen: Silva x reader

Day twenty: Illumi x reader

Day twenty one: Milluki x reader

Day twenty two: Zeno x reader

Day twenty three: Wing x reader

Day twenty four: Bisky x reader

Day twenty five: Netero x reader

Day twenty six: Kite x reader

Day twenty seven: Kastro x reader

Day twenty eight: Satotz x reader

Day twenty nine: Franklin x reader

Day thirty: Phantom troupe x reader

Day thirty one: Phantom troupe x reader

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iggysolosgoku · 3 months

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Get to know me

Name: Johnny

Age: 18

Requests are open!

Wattpad: IGGYSOLOSGOKU

TikTok: Hxhandjjbafan

Favorite animes: Hunter x Hunter, Jojo's bizarre adventure, jujutsu kaisen,demon slayer and sailor moon

Favorite movies: Scott pilgrim vs the world, repo the genetic opera, scream, the whole Chucky franchise, five nights at Freddy's, the whole trolls franchise, nightmare before Christmas, and Edward scissorhands

Stuff I will write: Fluff, found family, platonic stuff, nsfw, sfw, LGBTQ, yandere, autistic reader, chubby reader,any character reader (ex: mitsuri reader), and poly

Stuff I won't write: incest, angst, age gap,any trolls character x reader cause that's just weird, and animal x reader

Animes and movies I write for: Hunter x Hunter, Jojo's bizarre adventure, Jujutsu kaisen, demon slayer, and Scott pilgrim vs the world

Characters from hunter x hunter I write for: Gon freeces (platonic ONLY), Killua Zoldyck (platonic ONLY), kurapika, leorio, Bisky, wing, illumi Zoldyck, the whole phantom troupe (minus bonolenov, kortopi, and Franklin I like them but not like that), Kite, and Knuckle bine

Characters from Scott pilgrim vs the world I write for: Scott pilgrim, Ramona Flowers, Kim Pine, Stephen Stills, Young Neil, Knives Chau (platonic ONLY), Julie Powers, Stacey Pilgrim, Lucas Lee, Roxie Richter, Gideon Graves, Katayangi Twins, Matthew Patel, Envy Adams, Todd Ingram, and Wallace wells (platonic for girls)

Characters from Jjba part 1 I write for: Jonathan Joestar, Robert E.O Speedwagon, Erina Pendolton, and Dio Brando

Characters from Jjba part 2 I write for: Joseph Joestar, Caesar Zeppeli, Lisa Lisa, Suzi Q, Kars, Wammu, Esidisi, And Santanna

Characters from Jjba part 3 I write for: Jotaro Kujo, Noriaki Kakyoin, Muhammad Avdol, Jean Pierre Polnareff, Joseph Joestar (platonic ONLY), Holly Kujo and Dio Brando

Characters from Jjba part 4 I write for: Josuke Higashikata, Okuyasu nijimura, koichi hirose, Rohan kishibe, yukako yamagishi, toshikazu hazamada (I don't support his actions), Tonio trussaradi, Yoshikage Kira, Reimi Sugimoto, and Mikitaka hazekura

Characters from Jjba part 5 I write for: Giorno Giovanna, bruno bucciarati, Leone abbachio, Trish una, narancia ghirga, mista Guido, panncotta fugo, risotto Nero, melone, formaggio, illuso, prosciutto, pesci (platonic ONLY), diavolo, doppio vinegar, squala, tiziano, cioccolata, sorbet, gelato, and ghiaccio

Characters from Jjba part 6 I write for: Jolyne Kujo, ermes Costello, narsico anasui, weather report, foo fighters, and Enrico pucci

Characters from Jjba part 7 I write for: Johnny Joestar, Gyro Zeppeli, hot pants, Diego Brando, and Lucy steel (platonic ONLY)

Characters for jjba part 8 I write for: I have not read part 8 yet

Characters from demon slayer I write for: Tanjiro Kamado, zenitsu agastuma, inosuke hashibira, nezuko Kamado (platonic ONLY), genya, and all the hashira

Characters from jujutsu kaisen I write for: Yuji itadori, megumi fushiguro, nobara kugisaki, maki zenin, toge inumaki, satoru gojo, nanami kento, kamo choso, and geto suguru

I will NOT write for: Hisoka Morrow

#hxh #jjk #scott pilgrim #jjba #demon slayer

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a-coolusername · 1 year

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Rules and Request info

Hello everyone! Welcome to my page, this post is just to establish my rules and some of the things I write for so please read this before requesting because I will not do a request if it proves u didn’t read the rules

-Rules-

No smut! I'm a minor plus i'm just not comfortable writing that.

Please don’t spam or request the same request multiple times! One time is enough, just give me time or see if your request broke any rules.

i would prefer if you don't send in pregnancy asks, i just have a big pregnancy phobia

No hate, homophobia, transphobia, ableism, racism, sexism,etc.

no self-harm, suicide, eating disorders, and everything in that area, im not gonna trigger people just for a stupid request.

I do not do ocs or characterxcharacter ships, i only do x reader

Please specify what pronouns you would like, if you don't the reader will automatically be gender neutral.

I will do platonic and romantic relationships, fluff, angst, poly, just no smut

yandere stuff is okay but im not gonna go too dark

no describing the readers looks (ex: asking for a reader with brown hair and blue eyes)

I might do AUs? probably just soulmate AUs but im not sure.

I do take constructive criticism and if u would like to point out any errors i've made pls do, just be respectful!

No big age gap relationships, thats just kinda weird to me

-Request info/stuff i write for-

Hunterxhunter- finished

Characters-

main 4- Gon/Killua/Leorio/Kurapika

phantom troupe-Chrollo/Feitan/Machi/Phinks/Shizuku/Shalnark/Uvogin/Pakunoda/Nobunaga/Kortopi/Franklin/Bonolenov(honestly don't know much about those 3)/Hisoka/Illumi(not troupe members ik just convenient)

Greed island arc- Bisky/Razor(don't rlly remember anymore characters from this arc ngl)

Chimera ant arc- Kite/Colt/Meruem/Neferpitou/Shaiapouf/Menthuthuyoupi(hesitant bc i can't remember a thing about him)/Cheetu/Palm/Meleoron(again don't remember much)/Morel/Knuckle/shoot/knov

extras!- Ging/Silva/Kikyo(maybe)/Wing/Mito(yes.)/Pokkle/Ponzu

I probably forgot some people so if you'd like me to add anyone pls let me know and I might do so, I'll probably also update this again so just keep checking in from time to time. Requets are open but im not writing rn because ive been vv busy lately but i will post soon!

#rules #requests

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teddyobsessedwithanime · 2 years

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Anybody willing to make a platonic hxh x child reader where the reader is like 6 and really fucking shy but will always give people the most respect ever “ L-lady bisk-bisky did you need help?” “ Hey Mr.Leorio these people are being mean to me…” not just those two I’d also like to see Killua take a big bro role

It’s be fucking cute

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s-bipsie · 3 years

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Biscuit Krueger

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headcanons;

none

scenarios;

none

fics;

none

#biscuit krueger #bisky #biscuit x reader #bisky x reader #bisky x reader platonic #biscuit x reader platonic #platonic #hxh #hunter x hunter #hunterxhunter #hunter hunter #hxh fanfic #hunter x hunter fanfic #hunterxhunter fanfic #hunter hunter fanfic #hxh fanfiction #hunterxhunter fanfiction #hunter x hunter fanfiction #hunter hunter fanfiction

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ncfertaris · 3 years

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Can I ask for a HxH matchup? My personality is INTP, I’m pansexual and female. I’m bubbly and easygoing until you make me mad or irritated. Usually chaotic neutral. I’m short and sweet but I’m not afraid to throw down or speak my mind. I’m always looking for an adventure and would kill/die for those I hold dear (which aren’t many people).

Thank you!

Thank you for the request!

From Hunter X Hunter, I match you with...

Bisky Krueger!

you would compliment each other very well!!

she is also vv chaotic, albeit more of the idea of chaotic good.

but the two of you would be absolutely fantastic causing chaos together!!!

your personality reminds me a lot of hers to a certain extent.

she would get along great with your more easygoing personality!!

will also throw down with someone if they get her in that position

would take you with her whenever she's trying to find something for her collections

she doesn't get close to many people, either, as that seems to be a big trait for most transmuters

but when she does care about someone, it seems to be for a very long time

would love going on adventures with you!!!

short and also fiesty duo, 100/10

Remember this is my own opinion, and does not trump your personal preference! If you dislike it, feel free to message me or send in another ask!

#anime #hxh #hxh matchup #biscuit krueger #bisky krueger #bisky x reader #ariel-sno

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viridwns · 3 years

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Incorrect hxh

Ft y/n

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Chrollo: what are you up to?

Y/n: none of your business Chrollo.

Y/n: talking myself up. i'm going on a big mission with the boyz

*3 hours later*

Paku, on the phone with Chrollo: yeah y/n lost an arm.

Y/n, moving around while machi is trying to sew the arm back on: Y'ALL LOOK NO HANDS.

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Y/n: What do you think Killua?

Killua, not paying attention: uuuhhhh.

Killua: I agree with Gon.

Y/n: Killua...

Y/n: Killua, Gon isn't even here.

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Leorio: man i fucking hate tonpa.

Kurapika: Leorio language, y/n is here.

Leorio: Oh yeah my bad.

Leorio: Man i fucking hate *covers y/n's ears* tonpa.

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Illumi: okay first of all, you weren't allowed to have friends. Second, couldn't you really have chosen a better one.

Killua: i ask myself that same question everyday.

Y/n, doing just dance in the middle of the zoldyck mansion: HE WAS BIG AND STRONG IN HIS EYES A FLAMING GLOW.

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Bisky: I only had y/n for a day, but if anything happens to them, i would kill everyone in this room and then myself.

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Shalnark: you can't get everyone to like you. You're not y/n.

Machi: Not everyone likes y/n-

Shalnark: Who?

Machi: Well just not everyone lik-

Shalnark: i heard you. I need names right now.

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static-fanatic-1 · 3 years

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Thank you for answering my request 🌸 If you don't mind, maybe you could please add Endeavor, Shigaraki, Aizawa and Shinsou + Neon, Bisky, Feitan and Chrollo 👉👈 I wish you a nice day/night💞

Endeavor (Enji Todoroki):

Biggest Kinks: Temperature play, Breeding kink, Light bondage, Daddy/Sir kink, Size kink, Spanking kink, Humiliation kink, Brat Taming, essentially this guy is a bit freaky lol.

Dirty Secret: He has a bit of a fantasy where he takes you in a public place. That and he seceretly wants to do some daddy/daughter role-play.

Favorite Lingerie: Red, lacy Lingerie with some push-up action. Add lacy thigh-highs with garter belts and it’ll work some magic real quick. That or the loose, pink cute stuff you wear around the house.

Shigaraki:

Biggest Kinks: What does this guy not like? He is REALLY freaky. Breeding kink (not for kids but just the idea), Spitting kink, Degration kink, Light Bondage, Cum play, Somnophilia, Dycraphilia, Rape fantasy, literally any scummy thing tbh.

Dirty Secret: It’s not really a secret, but god damn does he want to watch you get fucked by some lowly villain just so he can kill them and do it to you over their dead body. Nothing too surprising, but you’ve learned to stay away from others.

Favorite Lingerie: No lingerie, but he loves the light blue, almost grey, lacy stuff. The type that looks really cute and really sexy at the same time. Lots of cleavage.

Aizawa (Eraserhead):

Biggest Kinks: Nothing too crazy, but Light bondage is one. Dycraphilia, Praise kink (for you), and maybe Sensory deprivation.

Dirty Secret: He secretly wants to smash when you are crying. Finds it kinda cute.

Favorite Lingerie: He likes the more simple stuff, not a lot of lace if there is some, and usually neutral colors. He likes how pretty you look with simple stuff, more attention to the exposed skin.

Shinsou:

Biggest Kinks: I can see him being into sensory depravation (kinda both), like blindfolding you and tying you up. Also gagging is kinda hot.

Dirty Secret: You remember that one time you stubbed your toe? And you cried? Yeah, he though that was kinda hot.

Favorite Lingerie: Anything purple or blue sparks something in him. It’s just so pretty, soft even.

Neon:

Biggest Kinks: Brat taming (her), Dycraphilia, I wouldn’t say anything too crazy.

Dirty Secret: She wants to wrap you up like a mummy, tie you up with lots of bows, and even take some of her precious body stuff and dress you up in them like a show. She loves her body gore, and you in them would be so cute.

Favorite Lingerie: Frills, and anything Lolita styled.

Bisky:

Biggest Kinks: Light bondage, loves red/pink ribbon the most, Pegging, Slight degration, and some overstimulation too!

Dirty Secret: She wants you to massage you and have it lead to hot sex, or you massaging her would be hotter.

Favorite Lingerie: Lolita styled stuff, frills, pinks, anything like that is the cutest. She also things you in a sports bra is hot.

Feitan:

Biggest Kinks: Sadistic man here, Bondage, Knife play, Some degration, Gun play, Rape fantasy, some spitting, literally anything remotely sadistic is on this list.

Dirty Secret: It’s nothing too surprising, but he wants to try overstimulation too the max while you are all tied up in the prettiest of ribbons. Like until you are nothing but a pleasure doll.

Favorite Lingerie: He isn’t too pick, but black leather just stirs something in him. Add garters and you have a problem on your hands.

Chrollo:

Biggest Kinks: Chrollo is a hard one, oddly enough, but I think he’d be into praising, maybe Light bondage, Slight breeding kink even though he doesn’t want kids, dominant, I don’t think anything too frisky though. Add biting/marking to the list.

Dirty Secret: He does this often, but he loves crushing you under his chest as he holds your hands with one of his, easily trapping you between him and the sheets. Your soft hands get him going, and yes, that also means he loves oral.

Favorite Lingerie: He loves anything you wear, he really only loves you, but he adores when you wear a bra that is a little too small so you have some spillage. Make it black and he’ll feel some tightening.

#yandere hunter x hunter #yandere hxh #yandere phantom troupe #yandere my hero academia #Yandere chrollo #Yandere bisky #yandere feitan #yandere shigiraki #yandere endeavor #Yandere enji #Yandere neon #yandere shinsou #Yandere Aizawa #Yandere eraserhead #yandere mha #Yandere bnha #yandere x reader

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yandereskiss · 3 years

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What I think the hxh characters type would be pt1

(not including killua and gon bc they are children)

warnings: none

Kurapika: i feel like kurapika would want as a significant other someone that would support him no matter what. He doesn’t care about body type or appearences in general, as long as your a kind person able to give him the emotional support he needs and can match his morals.

Leorio: When it comes to his taste in women, i think he likes women with defined curves. But overall, i think what he looks in a partner is for them to be nurturing and caring.

Hisoka: Well, I can see him look in a person either one of these characteristics:

a) he either wants someone as flirty and spontaneous as him, in order to match his energy,

b) someone that gets easily flustered so it is easy for him to tease them

Illumi: Unfortunaly, i think he does care about appearences. He wants some attractive and at least a bit good looking in order to marry them and make them a member of the zoldyck family. But putting that aside, Illumi is a dominant figure, so it is only natural he’d want someone submissive and obidient by his side. That doesn’t necessarely mean they have to be weak, it doesn’t bother him if they are powerful- as long as they listen to what he has to say.

Chrollo: I can picture Chrollo with someone sophisticated, preferably as strong as the rest of the phom troupe and high-class. I can’t see Chrollo with someone who looses their temper easily but rather with a level-headed, calm persona.

Uvogin: Just like Kurapika, he doesn’t care about appearences, but i think he has a soft spot for short, small people that he can be cuddle buddies with.

Machi: Machi doesn’t care about how her other half looks as long as they are at least decent looking. Other than that, she wants someone she can talk shit about Hisoka with- or better so, anyone that gets on her nerves.

Shizuku: When it comes to Shizuku, the last thing that comes to her mind is how her future love looks. All she needs is someone patient, that will remind her of the things she keeps forgeting.

Pakunoda: Pakunoda highly values personality. This sweetheart will love you unconditionally as long as you are loyal and deeply care about her.

Feitan: He gets turned on by insane mfs that apreciate the art of torture as much as he does. He is more into them if they are machosists, or at least sadists.

Shalnark: This man is either into master manipulators that know how to always get their way, or oblivious, easily trusting people pleasers that are easy to control.

Bisky: Bisky does care about appearances, and overall has very high standards. She is mostly into muscular psysics, and wants her s/o to have a good sense of style. She also wishes for her s/o to be strong, at least strong enough to defend themselves and not rely on her for protection.

Pariston: Someone easily annoyed, snappy and hotheaded. He loves messing around with his significant other and I just know it.

#hxh #HunterXHunter #hunter x hunter #kurapika #leorio #Hisoka #illumi #chrollo #uvo #uvogin #hxh x reader #hxh types #machi #shizuku #shizuku hxh #pakunoda #feitan #shalnark #pariston #bisky

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crusty-chronicles · 1 year

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The Moon and Sun (Big Sib Reader x Gon/Killua)

Ch 5: Big Bad Bomber Man

Synopsis: After some much needed rest and preparation, it's time to defeat Genthru once and for all. The only problem though, one of your kids is a little too reckless.

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It'd been around three days since Razor was defeated. And during that small window of time, so much had happened.

For starters, The Strip of Beach card was finally acquired and several copies were made for the other teams. Then Genthru decided to contact your small group with a few demands. He wanted The Strip of Beach card in exchange for your lives.

Like that was gonna happen.

To further prove his point, he confirmed he killed the previous members of your group. His ultimatum: meet up in Masadora within an hour or die.

Tsezguerra and Goreinu, trusting in your group of four, offered to buy 3 weeks of time to get stronger. All Tsezguerra wanted in return was card #75.

Which brings us to where we are now.

You were completely knocked out, finally getting the sleep your body desperately needed. Especially now with your injury.

It'd take months to heal, unfortunately it was time you didn't have. The best three weeks would do is leave it bruised beyond belief. You'd probably be limping at best.

Killua was seated next to your unconscious body, bandaged up hands leaving him in the same boat as you. He watched as Gon trained with Bisky and was mad at himself for his current condition. If he'd just been a little more careful, he'd be getting stronger too.

He supposed it wasn't all bad. He had time to figure out a plan that would defeat Genthru. That and he got to observe your unusual sleeping habits.

You didn't snore when you slept. And your breathing was incredibly slow, like you were purposely trying to be as silent as you could. They were habits eerily similar to his.

The weirdest one, however, was you reaching over every now and then to grab at something that wasn't there. You'd lazily toss your arm to the side and pat the ground to search. Then when you found nothing, you'd pull your arm back and grimace.

On the second day of your deep sleep, you managed to grab Killua's ankle. He was caught off guard by the sudden touch and immediately went to pry your hand off. He froze noticing something new.

Unlike the other times you came up empty handed, this time you smiled. And with your content grin came a drowsy huff.

"Got you, Kari."

It was so strange.

And even stranger was how your silent breathing had increased in volume. Your stiff posture was now relaxed.

Killua decided he'd ask you about it when this was all over.

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You'd awoken in the afternoon of the third day, catching the last of Bisky and Killua's conversation.

"-does clear the training, being able to send your enemies flying isn't lethal."

"That's exactly right. The only purpose of training at this level is to give him more options to draw on."

You gave a small yawn as you sat up. You kept hearing a small puff of air followed by a light thud. Cracking open your eyes, you saw Gon. Seems he got a good deal stronger. It was also him causing the repetitive commotion.

"Look who finally decided to join us," Bisky teased.

You slowly turned your head in her direction, eyelids still droopy. You gave another yawn and stretched out your injured leg.

"How long was I out?"

"About three days," she answered.

"Yeah, three whole days of listening to your loud snoring, " Killua added in.

You gave a tired glare.

"I do not snore."

"Yeah you do. You're like a foghorn. And you drool too, all gross and everything."

"Fine, be all mean. After I was gonna train you out of the kindness of my heart. But alas, your slander with not go unpunished."

A beat of silence

Then laughter from the two of you.

When you regained your composure, you directed your attention to Bisky who had been watching the exchange with a softness in her eyes.

"So just what do you have that poor boy doing?" You asked pointing at Gon.

"Emitter training. Just another defensive measure to fall back on." Bisky answered.

You watched as Gon went up by a few inches and then straight back down. His aura was determined, but it was slowly shifting into frustration.

"He won't get anywhere if he keeps forcing it. I'd help him if my ability wasn't heavily visual based," you said.

"Speaking of abilities, I need to know both yours and Bisky's. If I'm gonna come up with a halfway decent plan, I need to know just what exactly you two can do," Killua explained.

You pointed at yourself.

"Speed." It didn't seem the appropriate time to divulge in your full ability yet.

"Your leg's broken, idiot," Killua chastised.

"I'll be good enough in three weeks so long as I rest." You gave a lazily smile.

"Fine, but you better be prepared. Bisky, what can you do?"

She lifted up a finger, her powerful aura surrounding her small form. Then her nen conjured up a woman.

"Allow me to introduce my ability: Cookie the magical masseuse!"

The WHAT???????

"Her various massage techniques are caresses of pure bliss," Bisky continued happily.

"They melt away fat deposits and leave you feeling heavenly. Aura is transmuted into special lotion, smoothing and rejuvenating your skin. Her shiatsu makes you beautiful from the inside out. Relieving constipation, stiff muscles, chills, anything that ails you."

You stifled a laugh. For someone so strict and straight to the point, she sure did have an odd ability. You looked over at Killua whose eye was twitching in slight irritation.

"And is that it?" He questioned lightly, still not believing what was transpiring.

Bisky lit up once again.

"No, of course not! She does chiropractic, swedish, and deep tissue massage too! And that's only the beginning!"

That was the straw that broke the camel's back for Killua.

"What are you an idiot!!!?!?! That crap is completely useless!!!!"

You thumped him with the end of your crutch.

"Watch your language!" You warned.

He turned to glare at you.

"Watch my language!?!? You said way worse when you were arguing with Asta!!!!"

"You were supposed to have your ears covered!!!!! You fibber!!!! And what's with this insulting Bisky's ability!!!"

"IT SUCKS!!!"

"IT'S OBVIOUSLY THE MOST USEFUL POWER IN THE WORLD!!!" Bisky defended.

"YEAH, FOR OLD PEOPLE!!!"

"DON'T LISTEN TO HIM BISKY!!! YOUR ABILITY IS FANTASTIC!!! IT MIGHT EVEN HELP WITH MY LEG!!!! You interjected.

"A-HA! YOU'RE JUST SAYING THAT SO SHE USES HER ABILITY ON YOU!!!'

You stuck your tongue out at the small assassin.

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You let a few more days pass by before you helped out with the boys' training. Your first step: helping out the frustrated boy in green.

You were sitting up against a boulder, not having got up yet. Just a little while longer.

"Hey Gon!" You called out as he fell over.

"Yeah?" His mood lightened up a little.

"Come here for a sec!"

He got up and walked over to you. He looked tired.

"Show me what you were just doing." Maybe if you saw up close with your eyes, you might be of some use afterall.

He got into position, a one armed handstand. A small surge of nen surrounded his palm, then before it had time to charge up, a small puff was released. He didn't go up any further than a few inches. You could feel his aura once again shift into frustration.

"I just can't seem to get it right now matter how hard I try!" Gon lamented. He once again flopped over in defeat. You softly thumped his forehead.

"Course not, bozo. You're trying a little too hard. So much so that you're not actually focusing on what you're doing."

He looked up at you with confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it's not really training if it's a one and done, right? Let's try something a little different, okay?" You offered a tired smile.

You raised your palm up and surrounded it with aura, then you gestured to your head and transferred it there.

"Remember this?"

Gon nodded and repeated the action.

"Good, now let's keep that aura around your palm. Keep it there and start adding onto it. Kinda like if you were to charge up your jan-ken thing."

Gon once again did as you instructed. The aura duplicated twice its size in seconds. He looked back to you.

"Keep going, and when you feel like it's big enough, push and release."

He kept charging up for a few more seconds, then finally let go. The result was a decent gust of wind and debris.

"Now try it from the position Bisky showed you."

Gon went over all the steps in his head again before trying. Move the aura to his palm. Charge it up. Then push and release.

To his surprise he went up higher than usual. At least by a foot or two. He got back into his feet and beamed down at your relaxed state.

"Atta boy! Now keep on practicing and don't get discouraged if you're still having trouble." His grin seemed to double in size at your praise. And all traces of frustration in his aura were gone.

"Promise. Thanks Y/n!"

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You never pegged yourself as a teacher. You never liked the responsibility of the title. Never liked the expectations that came with it. Even as a child you disliked the term. But you were a helper. You liked to show your peers an easier, more efficient way. (Or at least you had)

A way that built up people's strength gently, rather than the harsher methods used on you to get results.

You despised the idea, but time was of the essence. You couldn't afford to be as laxed as you would've wanted.

Gon was already exhausted with the training Bisky was putting him through. She was better equipped for handling his enhancer abilities.

Killua, on the other hand, was more of a cautious than offensive boy. He'd be better suited for what you had instore. Plus, you could tell he was a little envious that he wasn't training like Gon was. So, even though you knew you wouldn't be as gentle as before, you decided you'd train him.

You wouldn't work him too hard.

"Get up, lazy bones," You woke him up on the 9th day. He got up, but grumbled about it being too early.

"You wanna get stronger, no?"

"What, you mean you're actually gonna train me? I thought you were just joking." He looked a little shocked that you had followed through.

The sound of Gon still trying to get down his emitter training reverberated throughout the area.

"Yup, don't want the other one leaving you behind, do you?"

Killua sat up fast, giving you his full attention.

You summoned a bucket from one of the item cards and tossed it his direction.

"Fill it up with small rocks no bigger than your pinky nail."

"Really, that's lame," he groaned out.

"It'll make sense in a little bit, plus I can't get up and do it myself. Broken leg."

"Fine."

He came back a few minutes later with the bucket full of small rocks.

"Now what?"

You gestured for him to move back until he was at least fifteen feet away from where you sat upon your boulder. When he was in place, you rummaged for a pebble and flicked it fast at him. He was hit directly in the middle of his forehead.

"OW!!" He clutched the area in pain. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR!"

You kept launching the small rocks at a startling pace, watching as Killua failed to dodge them.

"Focus your eyes to see where they're coming from. Then focus on making your body move fast enough to dodge them. Each rock you dodge is a minute you get for break. When the bucket's empty, you are to fill it back up. We'll do this for three days straight." You explained the terms while continuing to flick the rocks at him.

Even though he was getting absolutely wailed on, Killua's aura was happy and a smidge excited.

"That all? I'll have this down by the end of the day."

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It was actually the third day he got most of it down, just like you predicted. He's able to dodge a little more than half the bucket. Decent for a beginner.

Too bad you only had 9 days left.

You'd leave the poor boy alone so he could continue coming up with a plan. Perhaps you would check up on Gon. He did make quite the fuss while you were focused on Killua. You heard him asking Bisky if he could take a break to join in on your training because it 'looked fun' and 'you explained things better.'

Maybe you'd show him a new trick or two after Genthru was defeated.

You waited until Bisky took Killua a little ways away to discuss what he came up with. You glanced over at your crutches. Not yet.

You called Gon over to you again. His frustration was very much evident. He hadn't been able to get any higher since the last time you helped.

"Sit with me, will you?"

Your question caught the boy in green off guard.

"What? I don't think now's the time to take a break. I have to keep go-"

"Sit." Your tone was smidge harsher.

He begrudgingly sat in front of you, jittering slightly to get back to training. This was really bothering him, wasn't it?

"You haven't made anymore progress?" You voice was unusually soft.

Gon shook his head.

"Why is this so hard? I get everything else, but this...this seems impossible."

You reached out and placed your hand on top of his head, giving a gentle ruffle.

"There are just some things you can do and some you can't. Doesn't mean you failed anyone or that you're not good enough. You just gotta make up for the things you can't do with the things you can. Make sense?"

You could feel him start to relax. He glanced up and stared at you with newfound determination.

"Yeah!" Then his gaze softened. "Y'know, you'd make a really good parent one day!" He said with a wide smile.

For the first time ever in your life, you were embarrassed. It was new, so very new and had you covering your suddenly too warm face.

"You can't just-!!! Why would you-!!!! Let's set the record straight, I'm nobody's-!!!!"

Your rambling was cut off by Gon.

"Well I guess big sibling, more like it. You're not all that old after all." He gave a light laugh after he finished correcting himself.

Still very much embarrassed, you slapped your palm against his mouth.

"Shush! Not another word and don't even think about telling Killua!!!" You would be far too embarrassed to deal with the other boy's teasing.

You weren't used to this.

You hadn't been for quite sometime.

But Razor's words started to ring true.

"Those boys, they look up to you so much already."

Damnit

Damnit all

Just when had you gone so soft.

You were a loner. And you deserved to be, rightfully so.

And yet....

Yet here was this kid giggling at your flustered state like he just found out about an embarrassing secret. Maybe you didn't deserve it, but you sure as hell longed for it.

A life worth living with people worth protecting.

She'd want that for you, wouldn't she?

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With only five more days left, and not enough progress made, it was decided Gon would stop his emitter training. It was time to start setting things in motion.

"Gon, your time's up. Training's over." Killua was the one who stopped the boy in green.

Said boy, wasn't too happy by these turn of events.

"But we still have 5 days!!!!"

"Had a change in plans. We formed a new strategy to defeat them."

"Yeah but! Hold on-!" Gon was trying his best to come up with an excuse. Then his eyes met yours and he doubled his efforts.

"C'mon, you know I'm close, right???? I just need a little more time!!! I've almost got it!!!"

Way to put you on the spot.

"Kid, you can barely go two feet up. Five days isn't gonna make that big a difference. Plus you'll be completely exhausted and unable to fight. It's best to cut your losses and keep moving forward."

Gon pouted, having no other rebuttal.

"Now then, the plan is-" Killua started.

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Team Tsezguerra had been radio silent for over 10 days, with their status saying they've left the game. It seemed likely Genthru got to them until Goreinu used contact to explain the situation.

They left for good and gave the cards of value to Goreinu.

Which meant nothing was stopping Genthru from coming after your group now. And your suspicions were confirmed as you felt three malicious auras approaching.

"They're coming." You were grateful for the extra days Tsezguerra's disappearance provided. You could stand and if you tried to walk, you'd limp. As long as you didn't run, you'd be okay.

Killua broke the silence as Genthru's group landed, sticking to script he came up with.

"What do you want!?"

"No need to be hostile. Let's just make a deal."

The bomber's aura was full of deceit. Not that you needed to use your ability to see that.

"With you?!? We're not interested!" Killua continued.

"It's not a bad deal, you know? In fact, it's so good that even Tsezguerra agreed to it."

You bit your tongue to stop your smart ass remark. God these men were repulsive.

"What is it!?!"

"Curious now?" Genthru said as he started to approach.

"Don't move! You can talk from over there!" Gon's words stopped him in his tracks.

"It's actually surprisingly simple," the bomber picked up from where he left off. "We'll beat the game on everyone's behalf. Then everyone returns to the real world and splits Battera's reward."

So all this was for money?

All those people dead, no murdered...

For money

You clenched your hands, trying your best to keep your bubbling anger at bay. You had to stick to the plan. Lashing out would do no good, and you had a part to play at the moment.

"Why should we trust you? You're not exactly good people, so forgive us for not taking such a generous offer at face value." You couldn't help the sarcasm that dripped into your tone.

"We've just had a little change in heart," Genthru responded.

Liar

"And Tsezguerra and the others have already left the game."

"Yeah? But that still doesn't prove he agreed to your offer," Killua countered.

"Yes, that's true." You could feel the bloodlust surfacing from Genthru.

"Then you'd rather...die here?" It spiked all at once.

"JUST SHUT UP AND GIVE US ALL YOUR CARDS! OTHERWISE WE'LL KILL ALL OF YOU!"

How pathetic.

Your group made fast steps away to retreat, beginning to put the plan into full swing.

Not before you and Killua gave once last taunt.

"Finally showing your true colors, huh!!!!"

"I always knew you weren't right upstairs!!!" You gestured to your head as Gon summoned his book.

"Book! Accompany on! To Soufrabi!!!"

The chase was on

Wherever your group went, Genthru's wasn't far behind. After using up the Accompany cards, you all used Return to get back to Masadora.

Having no other choice, Genthru's group used their last Accompany to find where you guys were. The four of you took off running, with you lagging a little behind.

Each step hurt like hell, but you forced yourself to keep going until you had Genthru's group right where you wanted them.

They 'surrounded' the four of you as planned.

"Now, why don't you give up and hand over your cards?

"Why don't you give up and stop trying to murder children? Really, all this for a few cards?" You may or may not have been trying to stall for your leg to recoup. Didn't mean you were wrong though.

"If they're just cards you shouldn't have a problem turning them over."

Asshole. Luckily Gon redirected the conversation.

"We'll never let you have them! If you want our cards, come and get them!!!!"

"Wait! What? Damnit!" Killua pretended to be caught off guard. Then to sell the deal he said-

"Bisky! Get out of here, now!"

"But I-" She appeared hesitant to leave.

"I said run!" The small assassin jumped back as one of Genthru's men lunged forward and gave chase. You faked a gasp of surprise.

"Killua!!!" And followed after them. You could see the other goon go after Bisky. Which left Gon with Genthru.

God you hoped he'd hold out.

The plan, at least your part of the plan was simple. Because you weren't a fighter, you'd go after Killua and shadow him since he was still injured. Then you'd check on Bisky, just in case. And finally, you'd back track to Gon and see if he was okay. He was no doubt the strongest of your group, but you didn't trust Genthru one bit.

You could already feel his bloodlust increase.

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Killua led the enemy to an open area, with you not too far behind. You were being sloppy on purpose, and even though this brute could sense you, he still opted for attacking Killua first.

What a pathetic fool.

You supposed it worked in your favor. By the time the goon got a hit in and turned around, you were in place.

He couldn't even fathom what had happened besides the searing pain washing over his body.

You were leaning against a tree, a very familiar bucket by your side.

"Come on, if a twelve year old kid can take it, why can't you?" You taunted. The fool tried to get up and charge at you again, only to be pelted by more, larger, rocks.

"I'm not a fighter, so you'll have to excuse my rude etiquette. I'm more of a spectator. Come closer if you'd like, but I'm afraid you won't get very far."

"WHY YOU!!!!" He rushed forward, punch at the ready.

"You really shouldn't take your eyes off your real enemy." Killua appeared behind the man with electricity radiating off his palms. He placed them on the man's back, giving him a shock that sent him flying.

He stood paralyzed.

You glanced over to the white haired boy.

"That was slow, gremlin. I thought we went over speed."

He let out a huff.

"Yeah, yeah. Let me just experiment with a few more things." Then his mood lightened a bit.

"I've got a really cool one I think you might like. Let me know what you think."

Genthru's teammate looked very confused by the exchange between the two of you. Even more so when Killua pulled out a yo-yo.

You couldn't help the little 'ooh' that slipped out.

"Alright, let's go!" He threw the toy towards Genthru's man, narrowly avoiding him. The same couldn't be said for the tree that splintered on impact and collapsed.

You gave a small laugh.

"Christ, Killua! If I ever did anything that made you upset I'm sorry," your voice was full of amusement, not at all phased by the surprisingly strong yo-yo.

"WHAT THE HELL!?!? WHAT'S IT MADE OF!?!" Now, the man's aura radiated fear.

Killua continued doing what would have been normal tricks with the deadly toy.

"It's my brother's alloy. He came up with it himself. Weighs around 50kg. Packs a real punch. See!" He lobbed the yo-yo once again at the man.

You didn't hear that often about Killua's family, besides the few pieces he told you. (They were assassins and abused trained their kids). So hearing him talk fondly about his brother was a little strange.

Your train of thought was interrupted by what the goon thought was a successful attack.

He disarmed Killua and kicked his side. Poor fool was so distracted he didn't even notice the second yo-yo come from behind. The cracking sound let you know he probably broke his skull.

"Uh oh. Did I forget to mention I have two yo-yos?" Icy eyes beamed at you.

"Bet you didn't see that coming! Impressed yet?"

You put your hands up in surrender.

"Okay, I'll admit it. That was pretty unexpected. And cool. But I can sense another trick up your sleeve."

The guy in the floor was barely conscious at this point, but conscious nonetheless.

"An encore? Who am into refuse a humble request."

Then Killua was standing over the enemy.

"Hey old man, did you know that when you kick me you raise up your guard arm? It's like you're making your own blindspot."

Dread encompassed the man's aura, as if he just now realized it.

"Hang on! So that means that your blocking habit was-"

"Fake," you interjected. "It was pretty obvious. Nobody's stupid enough to get hit in the same place twice."

"And the first yo-yo, when he released it?"

"Yeah, I knew you picked something up to throw at me," Killua responded.

"Let's just say my eyes have been trained to look out for small rocks." He continued with a shiver.

"But you're great full for it, aren't you!!" You added.

"Yup! Without a doubt!" Killua said hurriedly.

What can you say, you loved giving people a hard time.

"That's enough talk for now," Killua raised up his arms with both yo-yos wound around them.

"Say goodnight, old man!" He released them, hitting Genthru's teammate directly on the back of his skull. Then he transferred his electricity down the strings and shocked him.

Once again, the young boy looked over to you with expectant eyes.

"So, what did you think?"

These boys really had to stop doing that.

"Hell of a job, kid. Let's see, I think if I had to choose... The last attack was definitely my favorite. Good touch adding your ability, really gave it that Killua flair."

He gave a wide grin, almost as wide as Gon's. Which was adorable on your end.

"Ha! Told you you'd like that one!"

Your own smile faded slightly.

"You'll be fine here on your own?"

"Yeah, I doubt this guy'll be getting up anytime soon. Are you sure you'll be fine?" He said eyeing you as you limped forward.

"This isn't my first rodeo, kid. Hell it hardly even hurts." You lied straight through your teeth.

It felt like you were standing on pins and needles. But loose ends needed tying.

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You focused your eyes searching for the familiar auras of Bisky and Gon. Both strong, but one was a bit more refined. The other jittery.

You covered a substantial amount of distance before you were right in the middle of the two. The refined aura was by itself. Bisky already won her fight.

And before you could fully analyze the other, you felt an immense explosion of nen.

He didn't

He couldn't have

Damnit

You took off as fast as your injury would allow in the direction of the nen.

The same direction a very familiar aura was in.

Please be okay

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Pain

Excruciating, searing pain was all Gon could feel.

He sacrificed his arm to get a good kick on Genthru, and he could live with that. But his true mistake was believing for one second that Genthru would tell the truth. That he'd concede so easily.

Time seemed to slow down as he watched Genthru clench his fist and move it to strike. He could feel it graze his throat and then....

Nothing.

For a second, he couldn't feel the pain at all.

Just warmth.

He realized then that he couldn't see and his feet weren't touching the ground anymore.

Was he being carried?

"You're such a fool."

Y/n?

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You cradled Gon close to your chest, as if to shield him from the world. You made it just barley. One second later and his windpipe would've been shattered.

You didn't have the time to assess his injuries before you scooped him up, but you could smell the gunpowder residue. You could smell the burnt flesh.

You held the boy a little closer to you.

Yes, you were glad you prevented further injury, but you were also upset.

Upset at Genthru for taking advantage of Gon's naivety.

Upset at Gon for being so reckless.

And upset at yourself for not being faster.

"So you've finally come out to fight? What's the matter, did Sub already kill the other boy?" Genthru was trying to taunt you.

But you could feel his hesitance to attack. He didn't even know what happened himself until you were a good distance away with Gon.

His threats went of deaf ears though, you paid him no mind as you finally built up the strength to look at Gon's injuries.

"Don't worry, I'll kill the both of you so you'll be reunited in death!!!" He lunged forward, hand inches away from your shoulder, and then felt nothing. He tried to attack again but missed.

Every lunge, every reach of his arm, every quick movement you evaded. The worst part, you weren't even looking at him when you did. You didn't address him, didn't acknowledge him.

There was no way you were this fast!

There was no way you could be moving at a faster speed than him and not even be phased!

What the hell was going on!

On your end, you were torn between two choices. It would be so easy to take off with the boy in your arms. Let someone else take over and deal with the outcome. But it wasn't your place to do so.

No matter how badly you didn't want to see him suffer, this was his fight. You should let him find out the hard way and finish it.

But no kid should have to go through this.

He could barely stare up at you with one eye open and the other swelled shut. Nevermind his completely charred wrist and now stubbed arm.

At least the explosions had cauterized the wounds.

His aura was nervous with a hint of guilt. Judging by the look he was giving you, you must've appeared pissed.

"Don't- don't be mad at me, Y/n." He whispered out and clutched the front of your shirt.

Your previous frustration was replaced by concern.

"I know I was wrong for being selfish, but I just wanted to-" He cut himself off and hugged you tighter.

"I'm sorry. Please don't be mad. Please."

He just had his arm blown off and the thing he was worried about was your forgiveness.

Sometimes you couldn't tell who had it worse. Killua who was never shown an ounce of genuine love from his family, or Gon who felt if he got one thing wrong he would never be good enough for anybody.

You weren't upset anymore, but you still needed to lecture the boy on his carelessness.

"I'm not mad...not at you. Okay, not at you." Your words slightly relaxed him.

"But it's time for some tough love, okay?"

You felt him nod.

"No more messing around. No more trying anything that leaves you open for attacks. Either take the fight seriously or quit."

At last he looked up at you.

"I wanna finish it. I don't wanna let him get away with all the people he's hurt."

"Then stop acting like a prideful fool and do it."

By this point, Genthru was still trying and failing to land a hit on you. He saw you limping earlier, so it made no damn sense why you were still so fast.

He was left even more confused when you suddenly vanished from in front of him.

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You moved to set Gon down behind Genthru. Just as you did with Killua, you would shadow him in case anything else went wrong.

Gon quickly used an item card and summoned a jar of gasoline. By the time Genthru turned around, the jar was already broken and he was doused in the flammable liquid.

Genthru looked shocked by the sudden attack. Then he regained his murderous aura.

"Oh I see, this is gasoline. That's a good one. It's true that I can't use Little Flower now, however, I have another ability. Countdown."

Wasn't that the one that had been on Abengane's shoulder?

"You may recall that I can set a bomb on someone, and all I have to do is touch them and say the word 'bomber.'"

So it was the same one. The very attack that killed hundreds in seconds.

"And if you intend to disarm it, your only recourse would be to touch me while saying 'I caught the bomber.'" Genthru continued. He then looked back to where you were.

"All of the activation requirements have been met. If I touch him and say bomber, the countdown will begin. The boy's as good as dead, but I might be willing to spare him if you convinced him to hand over the cards."

You glared daggers at the sadistic man.

"Try it, but this kid won't lose that easily. In fact, I'd say your time is just about up." You pointed behind him as Gon started to charge up his attack.

"My requirements have been met too! Now, show me rock!" His fiery nen encompassed his good hand.

You could feel the surprise from Genthru once more.

"Jan-Ken-Rock!!!"

Gon punched straight down, effectively activating the trap. You jumped back slightly to avoid falling into the giant crater.

You focused your eyes to monitor the two auras below you. Genthru was right in the center.

Good, he was in place.

You watched as the giant boulder from before was released from the item card. It was too big to dodge, still you couldn't be sure until it crashed down.

You saw Gon's aura approach the other, then spike in what you assumed was a final attack. The other aura flickered, then disappeared.

He won.

Thank goodness!

You'd been so worried

You quickly ran down the wall of the crater and towards the secret tunnel Gon was in. He was already beaming up at you when you got there.

"Told you I could do it!" His smile was wiped away as the pain flared from his charred arm.

You flashed him a pained smile of your own. Your leg was killing you now that the adrenaline had worn off. But at least now you could relax a little.

"Yeah, you sure did. I'm proud of you." Your tone was uncharacteristically soft. It'd be a lot easier to stay mad at him if he didn't have her eyes.

You leaned down despite the pain of your left leg.

"Alright, let's go meet up with the others, you munchkin." You scooped him up into your arms once more.

"What about Genthru? How are you gonna carry him up?"

"I've got it covered, though I can't imagine it'd be a comfortable ride for him. Not like he deserves one anyway."

You felt Gon relax in your arms.

Shifting his weight onto one, you used the other hand to form strands of nen. You willed them to wrap around Genthru's body. It'd been a while since you had to use that part of your ability.

When you were sure the strands were sturdy enough, you took off, using leftover nen on the bottoms of your feet to help scale up the crater.

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Fun Fact #6: Y/n LOVES sweets, having been denied them so much during childhood.

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AN: Who's not ready to enter the Chimera Ant arc and relive the trauma? 😬🤚

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