#chikainochuu

[etherealassassin]

Continued from here with @chikainochuu

“O-Oh..” This mere sound he was barely able to utter as sorrow had a tight clutch around his heart, a sensation similar to the one he had forced upon others so many times before. A pale bottom lip quivered, harshly bitten as a way to cling to the mirror of his soul about to shatter into a million pieces.

Beads of liquid threatened to spill from eyes like the ocean and he slightly tilted his head to create a wall of silvery strands between their locked gazes. “Of course.. That’s true.. There’s no way you could love me.. Like that.”

Lies. Lies, lies, lies. If he truly cared for him he’d love him back! Gon had to hate him, especially now when the transmuter was forcing his emotions onto him. Look, wasn’t he crying? This was all his fault, he should never have spoken in the first place. Should’ve just let everything stay the same, and now he had ruined it.

[etherealassassin]

Continued from here with @chikainochuu

With his attention divided between slapping away the raven’s hands and keeping himself covered with the jacket cerulean eyes glared furiously at the other. “For the last time, this isn’t my fault! It never would have happened otherwise!” Insistent on defending the remaining shards of his shattered pride he spared no breath.

The heart of the transmuter sank in his chest at the news of the lack of pants, silver brows deeply knitted in thought. There had to be pants around somewhere for him to get his hands on..!

[etherealassassin]

It was somewhat hard to stifle his laugh. He thought it was funny, really-- as self-proclaimed Best Friend of Killua Zoldyck, he had the right to laugh a little! "Do you need some help, Killua?" he giggled, already taking off his jacket to help him cover up.

“Stop laughing, moron!” With a voice reduced to a shiver-inducing shrill the ex-assassin almost trembled with shame, his usually alabaster skin red and on fire. Still in disbelief over his situation Killua quickly snatched the offered jacket from his best friend’s hands. Wrapping the fabric gratefully around his hips he begun to clumsily undo the buttons on his trousers, intending to get rid of the evidence as immediately as he could.

“I-It’s not my fault! It’s those goddamn anons fault..! Don’t you dare laugh!”

[grandshepherd]

He had traveled a long way to come here, exploring lands far beyond simply Glenwood. He had seen many things along the way that were nearly impossible to explain, odd creatures and unknown plant life, his explorative nature simply running rampant, already half filled a new notebook he had made just for this journey. It was a good thing he brought a spare. He had heard of a port island, one where fishermen usually stopped and only a small population lived there. It was only a boat ride away from the town he had left from-- a boat was something entirely new to him. Feeling the air and smelling the sea reminded him of a certain Seraph- and it was a good place, he figured, to check out and also take a rest for awhile. He grinned as he stepped off the boat, lifting a hand to cover his eyes from the sun. It already seemed so peaceful, with only a small murmur of voices from people occupying the market nearby. He asked for directions to an inn, which led him to that of a particular woman. Apparently her name was Mito. She seemed very kind and even offered him a room, which he gladly accepted with a grin. He wasn't prepared for, though, was meeting a certain boy with spikey forest hair once again, after so long. His eyes widened as he stared at him, dumbfounded. What were the odds? [ @chikainochuu ]

[killuakunschocobox]

He’s such a hit at this camp. It seems like we have  alot of fun stuff ahead of us!!

[killuakunschocobox]

He met us at the port yesterday! :P He looks like he’s grown up so much.

(left to right: Gon-kun, @chikainochuu , me, and Alluka at the bottom)

[killuakunschocobox]

—★→ 【 @chikainochuu 】

Killua sighed. 2AM and he couldn’t really... do much more than think. There were some people he missed, and after mentioning it to Killua-chan idly, he didn’t drop the idea of texting the older Gon.

Maybe he was doing better. Maybe he was still with that other Killua or maybe he was growing on his own for the better.

The summer camp that Gon had raved about for the past year or so was probably the perfect subject. He could use that. It wouldn’t be such a bad icebreaker-- and if all else failed, he could agree to go to the camp and meet Gon there.

He groaned as he pulled out his phone, not sure why it bothered him so much, but it did and he was going to message Gon Freecss at this ungodly hour.

>> [ 1:59:27AM; TO: Promise ] :: Hey, it’s been a while! Remember me, the little dude whose chocorobo plushie you wouldn’t let go of? Hope you didn’t change your number.

>> [ 2:01:54AM; TO: Promise ] ::  I remembered suddenly that you were hosting a summer camp? Is that still going on? I’m interested in signing Alluka up. lmk when you wake up.

[grandshepherd]

@chikainochuu What an odd boy. Sorey looked curiously to the strangely dressed boy-- about his own age-- walking along. His clothes were more colourful than a mere commoners. Was he royalty? Or maybe a Seraph? It wasn't really the Shepherd's place to do anything but something about the green boy told Sorey he had to find out who and what he was. "Hey, Mikleo ...I'm gonna go talk to him. He might be lost or something. " Without waiting for much agreement for the other, he set off towards the other boy.