|| LOVE HATE || (Killua x OC)

Chapter 18

Its been a month since Gon's fight with Gido. None of us have fought anyone since then. Gon obviously can't, due to his promise, and Killua decided not to use nen until Gon could. I just didnt feel like fighting if the other two weren't, so I didn't schedule any fights.

I was currently lying on the ground with my limbs sprawled out. I was in Gon's room while he trained by doing push-ups while doing a handstand. It was peacefully quiet, until the door opened.

"Hey Gon, I got someth-" Killua stopped dead in his tracks as he saw Gon's injuries all healed up. It had suprised me too when I first walked in, but then again, it's Gon. What do you expect?

"Oh, Killua! Whats up? We were just thinking about going out to look for you." Gon propelled himseld into the air, and landed back on his feet. I sat up.

"We were?" I tilted my head. We never mentioned Killua.

"Whoa. You're better all ready?!" Killua exclaimed, still suprised.

"Yeah! Check it out! I'm all good!" Gon started to run in place, showing Killua he was fine.

"Woo! Let's go, Gon!" I hyped him up, and he started to run faster in place.

"Yeah okay. I get it. What is your body made of anyway?" Killua stated, unimpressed by Gon's demonstration.

"I really don't know how to answer that." Gon bluntly stated.

"You're such a weirdo." Killua insulted, irritating Gon.

"If Gon's a weirdo, then you're a freak, Killua." I smirked and crossed my arms, ready for him to blow up.

"You're calling me weird?! Look at yourself! You can literally turn somebody into an ice cube!" He snapped at me and I laughed.

"Says the person who can rip somebody to shreds with his fingers." I countered, and he smirked. Did that brat just take that as a compliment?!

"Weren't you going to say something earlier, Killua?" Gon spoke up. Killua perked up in realization.

"Oh thats right! I got these." He pulled out three tickets. My eyes widened as I realized who's match they were probably for.

"Tickets, huh." Gon stated, unimpressed by the tickets in Killua's hand.

"But these aren't just any tickets." Killua started.

"They're for Hisoka's fight, aren't they?" I interrupted, and he waved the tickets as if showing them off.

"Yup. As a 200 floor level fighter, I got dibs on tickets." He confirmed. I felt both interest and anxiety surge through me. Hisoka is a very interesting fighter, but also terrifying.

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Gon, Killua, and I sat at a table outside. Gon started feasting away on piles of food and I sweardropped. I took a sip from my straw, and was refreshed by the cold soda.

"Hisoka's match is real popular, so I've been trying to gather up information. Turns out Hisoka's the real deal. He's got an eight in three record, with six KOs. All of which ended in death." Killua explained. I nervously laughed, and Gon perked up.

"Yeah, but he's lost three matches." Gon said between bites.

"But all of those were forfeits." Killua countered. I felt myself slouch. This clown guy is really something, huh?

"Forfeits, really?" Gon questioned in disbelief.

"Well he reached the registration deadline, so he showed up for a fight and didn't show." Killua stated.

"Ok. So what does that mean?" Gon finished his like eighth plate, and focused on Killua.

"It means that when Hisoka does fight, he never loses." Killua clarrified, and I dropped onto the table, resting my head in my arms.