The 7 Times Killua Cried Over Gon, and the 0 Times Gon Saw | Anime Amino
in the chimera ant arc, definitely yes. Killua is too absorbed in Gon, too convinced that Gon is the epitome of all good and is, as he says, 'light' itself. He lies to. and the literal worst: “Killua and Gon should have been rivals like Naruto and Sasuke! I wanted to do an analysis of the Killugon relationship. Also, not once did I ever imply that Killua and Gon “can't bring anything positive to one another. to use when talking about the negative aspects of Killua and Gon's relationship in a previous post, . Just trust me on this one.
Yet, all at the same time, the thought of gaining the love he once felt may have been the reasoning as to why he stuck firmly to his surroundings that he called life. Of course, that didn't mean that at times he didn't want to escape, that he didn't wish to bring it all to an end.
A little voice whispered every day it was best to run, to find stable ground where he could smile again. A large mountain stood in his way, however. One he was hesitant to climb because another little mutter told him it was impossible and that at some point everything would get fixed up to how it was before everything awful had begun.
Hands still in his hair, and tears slipping from his clear blues eyes, Killua's heartbeat began to slow to its normal and steady pace. The cold wind calming him down, the jumble of emotions fading and causing him to feel empty, much like the home beyond the balcony door was. Letting out a breath of air, pale hands shifted downward, settling against his bare knees.
Fingers gripped at the fabric that made up his sleeping shorts. Just when he thought he had gained control of his emotions, he broke down, a strangled sob seeping from his lips. He needed a way out, and soon. Words screamed in his head. Where was he to go if he left? That wasn't an option; he came here to leave that prison. While his parents were not bad people, they suffocated him with their overprotective ways.
He didn't want to be housebound again. He didn't want to have his every moment observed.
If he went back, he was sure his parents would only shove all his errors in his face. Remind him how wrong he was and how if he had stayed home, his life wouldn't have spiraled downward the way that it had.
With his cries softening again, Killua's suddenly felt his heart almost rip from his chest, a voice from out of nowhere called out. Looking up, blue tearful eyes looking around. Killua searched for someone and the source of the voice. He was going crazy.
That would be the only explanation. It was four in the morning, who the hell would be up at the time? Let alone want to talk to him, see if he's all right. No one in the complex cared about what feelings went on when he and his partner argued and hurt each other due to their rage.
They only cared about spreading rumors and tales they believe that went on. He had to be going insane. Maybe all the hits to the head and the verbal backlash had finally caused him to snap and lose his mind. Letting himself come to the agreement that he wasn't mentally stable any longer, Killua found himself replying, his thoughts telling him that it was fine to be talking to a ghost.
Killua knew this very well.
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Yet, it didn't stop him from believing that it was the truth. To persuade his own self that it was. The excuses that everything in life was perfect coming all back to him. So, he and his companion screamed at each other. That was normal, right? The same way it was normal for his boyfriend to hit him, and for Killua to strike right back with just as much force. It was natural… It was. It really wasn't… But finding a way out of an abusive relationship was difficult. Especially, when both parties involved didn't see that something was truly wrong, both created endless reasons to keep things going.
They were stuck, and would be until one finally had enough. Gon leaned his frame forward, his left elbow rested on the small table he had outside. Placing his chin on the palm of his hand, Gon's eyebrows furrowed at the answer. Whoever was outside on the balcony under his was fibbing, and doing a really bad job of it. Exhaling, Gon called out, tone rough and displaying a slight irritation, that also had a mix of worry in it, "You shouldn't lie," Killua panicked, his whole body straightening out.
He choked on his answer that was going to defend him. It wasn't every day that someone could tell that he was lying. He considered himself very good at that. So good, that he caught himself in the web of his own dishonesty.
Yet, right there was a voice calling him out without shame. As if they could read every lie that slipped from his tongue without much difficulty. If Killua were being honest, it scared him. He knew it wasn't his place to ask what was wrong. Then again, he couldn't find it within him to leave things be and continue on with ignoring, "You were also crying moments ago. I might not be good at math or all that stuff schools teach, but I can tell you're not doing as well as you say.
Also, I happened to hear everything that went on…" Killua's eyes shifted downward, fingers at his knees now, fingernails starting to dig into the skin. Panicked, that was a good way to put it when it came to how he was feeling. Yet, all at the same time, a grin came to his lips. Someone could see through him.
Who it was, it didn't matter at the moment. All that did was that although he had tears still slipping from his eyes, there was a tiny grin on his face. Everything stayed hushed, for the most part, the only real sound coming from the wind blowing and a few cars on the streets below that were passing by. It might have been ten minutes or perhaps half an hour that passed when Gon opened up his chapped lips again, a speech leaving him, "You don't need to give me any details of what's going on or what happened.
It's alright if you wish to keep that to yourself. You can rant about what you'd like to keep your mind off whatever it is that is bothering you. To someone, he couldn't even see face to face with, only listen to their deep voice, that held a hint of exhaustion.
Before Killua could even make up his mind, the voice continued, "I don't care if it's about chocolate covered bacon and how to make it.
However, if you want to talk to someone, I'll be out here for a few more hours and willing to at least listen. The longer he sat here, the more vivid they became on his pale skin. The offer seemed too good to be true.
Who wanted others to speak about trivial matters? Shouldn't the person who was sitting above want to know all the so-called juicy details of the fighting he and his partner went through more often than not? It would be more fun than Killua talking about a lot of things that didn't matter at all… How long he was lost in thought, Killua didn't know, and for the most part, it didn't seem to bother the person he was talking to.
For this, Killua was grateful for. There were so many things running within his mind. Most asking if he really should be bothering someone with his issues? Something told Killua that he was, and that was why he drove the conversation to the side, to something pointless, but seemed to matter more than all the concerns he was dealing with. If his legs weren't shaking so much from the pain he was feeling, he would have stood and tried to look over the balcony and up, to see if he could catch a glance at who lived upstairs.
However, it wasn't important enough to at the time. Who was to say they would talk again… "Ah…" Gon's felt his cheeks heat up a little, his hand rubbing the back of his neck. The way the other spoke made it seem like Gon had to know how to make such a treat. That it was impossible not to know.
Biting his lip, he let it go seconds later, his confessions flowing in the air after, "No. If he wanted to take their talk and make it about chocolate or something just as random, Gon was happy to allow it. It had been a while since he'd spoken with someone. Sure, Gon had a lot of friends, and he called them from time to time. His work schedule always got in the way. It made it difficult to keep in touch with so many he wished to.
Making a new friend seemed nice. Yet, who know how long it would really last, that was if it even did… Gasping loudly, Killua's body sat up a bit more. He was unable to believe what he heard. Who didn't know how to make chocolate covered bacon?! It was just cooked bacon dipped in melted chocolate, and allowing the said chocolate to harden.
It was a simple as one, two, three! To Gon, it was normal for someone not to like sweet things, too many snacks and sugary treats were bad for the body. Most of his friends agreed on such a thing and kept their sugar intake to a minimum. However, it seemed that the male in the balcony under had a different point of view. Stop right there… What did you say?!
The conversations causing an excited sensation rip through his core. Did the guy honestly just say he didn't like chocolate? Who the fuck doesn't like chocolate?
Chocolate is a gift of God! Along with all types of other sugar-filled treats and snacks. Playing with the orange peels of the fruit he had eaten at least an hour ago, Gon shrugged, "I… don't like chocolate? Gon could tell they would have a fun talk, and that it wouldn't die out so quickly, leaving for only the wind to sing as the night went on. Setting his head down on his knees, Killua felt a frown form on his face as he listened to the other confirm that he hadn't heard wrong. Who doesn't like chocolate?
Once all the words had been said, a grin came to his face. One he didn't notice but also hadn't felt form on his appearance for a long while. Killua was enjoying himself but wasn't even recognizing that he was… "I've just tasted better things," Gon said aloud, his hand reaching the to tree next to him and pulling off an orange. His fingers quickly began to peel it, mouth wanting nothing but to feel the sweet, and lightly soured flesh in between its teeth. If there was anything Gon loved, it was oranges.
They were the equivalent of what sweets meant to Killua. Letting out a scoff, Killua rolled his blue eyes, "No, there's nothing that is better than chocolate. What could be so good that the man living above him felt it was better than chocolate?
Killua quickly got the answer. The sweet juice brought him joy, and a moan of happiness to leave him. The sound was small, so tiny it went unheard by everyone that wasn't Gon. Making a face, Killua shifted on the ground. He was still in pain, but his ass was going numb from sitting on such a hard surface.
Getting up, a small sound of pain came from his lips. He heard the other question him if he was well, but Killua ignored it. It didn't matter how he felt.
He didn't want to talk about it. He could handle the pain; he had grown used to it long ago.
At least, that's what he told himself to make moving easier. Sitting on a plush chair that was kept outside, Killua looked up, a disapproving groan leaving his soft lips, "Ugh, not like chocolate. It could be that the other only wanted him to admit that chocolate was better. Although, the idea of oranges mixed with chocolate sounded good.
So good in fact, that Gon was willing to confess that chocolate was a greater choice. However, he would need to taste and see before determining his final judgment on the debate of which as superior, oranges or chocolate.
If Gon had been there before him, it would have brought a small laughter to leave his lips.
The balconies caused a wall between them, each unable to witness the emotions and expressions that were being created while they spoke to each other. Not only that, but he needed to taste this mixture that the other had brought up. Killua would die to protect Gon because Gon is all that he has in this world.
Thus, this triggers Killua to blame himself for not being able to do anything to help Gon. All he cares about is Gon, that Gon is happy, that Gon is safe, that Gon is satisfied. Not once has Killua ever cried over himself. Every problem Killua has overcame, he did so for Gon. There are several other instances of Killua overcoming things for Gon, this is a big one though. What personal limitations has Gon overcome for Killua?
The Zoldyck arc is NOT the same thing. Gon did not experience psychological trauma over Killua nor did Gon have a significant change in character as a result of rescuing Killua. Every force will have an equal and opposite reactive force. This relates to my next point: Gon does not realize the consequences of his actions. That was the only thing Killua got in return after all of his work to support, save, and protect Gon.
It was also the only apology Killua got in return for everything he went through because of Gon. Gon has never seen Killua cry. It all comes back to this for me. As weird as this is to say, Gon is literally a five year old when it comes to relationships.
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Gon is one of the most selfish characters I have ever seen. No, Gon is genuinely selfish to the core. Do not worry you unfortunate souls, I am here to explain to you a portion of it in this blog, more in the next the messed up mental state behind the adorable face. Gon is SUCH a hunter. I mean this in the sense that his selfishness dominates him and controls him. What he wants comes first, always. When has Gon genuinely reflected on his actions and how they affect Killua? But when Gon wants something, his mind shuts down to reason.
He will not stop even if his arms are missing, his neck is crushed, his nen stripped from him, beaten, bloodied, and even at the cost of his own life.
This kid will not stop—never. Because we're gonna start with breakfast! Instead he led the assassin through the hotel until they arrived at its restaurant where they were promptly taken inside and seated at a reserved table.
So order whatever you want! Here he was expecting something simple despite having stalked Gon during his "date" with Palm, and yet here they were in a four-star hotel restaurant about to dine on an elegant and expensive breakfast. Maybe he should have given his boyfriend more credit.
The boys ordered and they waited patiently for their food. Killua wanted to discuss what the plans were for the day, but Gon had been very strict about trying to keep everything a surprise. When their food arrived, they ate in silence. Killua was greatly enjoying his breakfast and Gon smiled when he saw that. After eating, the boy from Whale Island paid with his Hunter License and the pair walked outside where Gon hailed a cab.
I want it to be surprise," Gon answered. He sighed and just sat back in his seat. I'll trust you for the whole day. They were standing at one of the city canals and was perplexed as to why they were there. Gon led him down to a jetty where there was a man waiting for them with a boat. Killua followed and sat down next to him. Once the two of them were seated securely, the gondolier cast off and began rowing them down the canal.