《Back together Hunter x Hunter (killugon)》Weeks X Depression
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Gon paced the living room back-and-forth kicking papers in the process.
"Gon! Watch where your kicking!" Kurapika scrambled to pick up the now scattered papers. Gon says nothing.
"We got food!" Sydney spoke as Alluka, leorio and her walked in. Gon flopped on the couch face first. Then groans in to the pillow. Everyone just looks at him then look at each other.
As everyone is eating Gon stays on the couch. They all eye him. "Gon, come eat.." Kurapika speaks up.
"Ugh" he groans and slides off the couch. Then joins the others at the table.
"Gon. You don't need to be so depr-"
"Stop." Gon stabs the steak with his fork. Kurapika sighs and stands from the table.
"It's been 2 weeks. We are still searching. Don't worry Gon we'll find hi-"
"What if you don't" Gons still staring at the steak but they all could feel Gons cold eyes.
"What if he's de-"
"GON STOP" Sydney screamed. Gon looked up at her. She's covering alluka's ears. Alluka's staring at the table. Tears welling up in her eyes.
Gon looks down.
"Sorry.." He stands and starts walking to his room. Alluka stops him before he walks completely away from them.
He turns and looks at her. She looks up. Eyes black.
"Nanika..?"
"Killua will be alive... We all know it" Nanika let Gon go and he just looked at her.
"Sure.." He smiled lightly. But when he turned to leave the room his smile faded.
'Killua. Come back to me...' He walked in the room and slammed the door.
'Come back to me alive'
Killua's POV
It's dark.
Cold.
And lonely.
My body hurts.
I don't know how but the man somehow took all my power and strength away the second he got me. Am I going to die here? How is this possible? I've only felt like this a few times before. And all that is on my mind is Gon, Alluka, my f-friends.
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I hear the iron door slide open and light floods in. I close my eyes.
"Aww, is little Killua lonely?" The man spoke.
Third person POV
"Piss off" Killua hissed.
"Tch" the man stomped towards Killua. Causing Killua to flinch with every step he takes. "I forgot to cover your mouth" the man picked Killua up by the chin. Killua glared.
"Hmm. You're getting too skinny" the man tosses him to the floor.
"Screw off" Killua spat. The man looked at his phone. The light showing the scar again.
"Don't talk to me like that brat. Want me to go after that friend of yours? Your family doesn't have any use for him so I'd get him to myself" the man slowly looks up from his phone to Killua. Whose now standing on his feet gritting his teeth. Hands still chained to the wall.
"Tsk tsk tsk. You're over protective" the man smiled as Killua fell over.
"But you're too weak" He stands and walks to Killua. Showing him his phone screen. Killua's eyes widened.
"Is this him? He has spiky hair.. Pretty easily noticeable" it's a picture of Gon in town. With a black jacket on. And bags under his eyes. Depression written all over him.
Killua didn't want to see Gon like this. Even if it was on the phone screen. Killua closed his eyes.
"Nap time already?" The man stood up completely and headed to the door. A few inches out the man looked at Killua from the side of his eye.
"Your brother will be here soon" Killua's hair stood on ends.
'Kill me now.." He thought as the door shut and the light went away.
Short chapter I know!
But I'm seriously working on the other rn!
~updated~
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