To be honest it was like the time apart from each other hadn’t happened at all now that they were together again, acting like they hadn’t parted ways to begin with. Killua was practically beaming as he dragged his best friend down the street and around the corner, cheeks beginning to ache with the amount of smiling he was doing and not a single other care in the world.
They had paused only for a second, staring at the sign of the restaurant in anticipation before he blinked in surprise. Suddenly it was Gon dragging him around, but he was fine with that. Perfectly fine.
He sat and scooted in a bit on the opposite side of his friend, far more focused on Gon now that they were seated and could relax a bit more than on the food just a few feet away that was waiting to be eaten. The waiter interrupted his thoughts, asking for drink preferences (Killua ordered a chocolate milkshake, of course – it was a special day!) before leaving them once again. He’d wait a bit before grabbing something to munch on, there was too much excitement for him to focus on anything else but his friend.
“I thought you were still on Whale Island!” he exclaimed happily while attempting to get some sort of an explanation from Gon. The last Killua had heard was that he had returned to his home and his family soon after the meeting with his father, but he very well could have been wrong. It had been difficult keeping in touch with everyone while he’d been showing his little sister around anyway.
“Did you go anywhere with your dad? What did you talk about at the World Tree?”
So many questions! He wanted to know everything, just as he was sure Gon wanted to know everything Killua had done the past few years. Killua leaned forward in his seat, elbows resting against the table in front of them and chin cupped in his palms to listen attentively.
Man, he had so many questions and yet now he was the one being interrogated! That was so unfair, but... It was Killua’s birthday and all, so he’d just let it slide this time.
“I was! Mito-san really packed me down with work... I had to make up a whole bunch of lessons for school!” That had been a dark time; he’d go so far as to call it the dark ages. Uhg -- it was absolutely terrible! Wake up, work, eat, work some more, maybe get to play around a little if he’d done enough, shower, eat, work, sleep, and repeat. But that was over now, and it was time to answer the next question.
He shook his head at that one; he and Ging hadn’t really adventured anywhere. But the thought of their meeting still brought a smile to his face.
“We didn’t go anywhere, but after I climbed to the top of the World Tree, we did talk a lot! I told him all about my adventures, and he told me a lot about his, too!” He was going to elaborate a lot more, but... He had a lot of questions to ask! And yet, when he looked at Killua it seemed more of an explanation was wanted.
“--He also told me about the outside world! He even said that the World Tree hadn’t even grown its full height because it didn’t have enough nutrition!” Yeah, that would be enough for now!
Good thing, too, since the waiter was already coming back with the drinks -- a chocolate milkshake for Killua and water for Gon. They could go to the buffet and get their food anytime now, but right as the waiter was leaving he stopped them.
“Hey, wait!” He seemed to be smiling a little too much. “Guess what?” Oops, he wasn’t really going to give them time to ask what-- “It’s my best friend Killua’s birthday!!" If at all possible his smile widened and the waiter seemed to smile a little too-- if this was like other places he’d been to there would be employees gathering to sing ‘Happy Birthday’ now!
And it was..!! This was great! A few people seemed to gather in front of their table as they began to sing, and of course Gon joined in, smiling brightly at the assassin.
“...Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear Killua, happy birthday to you..!!!”
A little bit of clapping from the employees and of course some from Gon was present, too, but it didn’t take long for the people to leave so that they could get back to their normal work. Those questions he’d wanted to ask could come later -- right now, he was completely focused on wishing Killua the happiest birthday ever! (even if some of the workers hadn’t quite gotten his name right during the song)
He leaned forward a bit with his elbows resting on the table so that he (hopefully) wouldn’t be too loud.
“Hehe-- Happy birthday Killua!!”
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