I Love This!!!! HxH Has Always Been A Personal Favorite Of Mine, So Seeing The Childrens Happy Is Awesome!!!

I love this!!!! HxH has always been a personal favorite of mine, so seeing the childrens happy is awesome!!!

Time to wake up

Hunter X Hunter

(Gon ler, Killua lee)

summary: Gon has brought Killua to meet Mito for the first time. It’s the morning after the first night and Killua doesn’t want to get up. Gon decides to motivate his friend and they both discover something surprising.

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Killua was woken by the soft creak of a wooden tile giving way beneath someone’s weight. Mere moments later, a hand shook his shoulder.

“Killua?” Gon chimed. “Time to wake up. Mito-San said breakfast is ready in fifteen minutes. We better be downstairs by then.”

Killua cracked his eyes open a bit, catching Gon’s ever-cheerful expression. It was too early for this.

“Mmmrmpff.”

Gon chuckled. “Was that a yes?”

“Mhmm,” Killua hummed and stretched, not intending to leave the comfort of Gon’s bed just yet.

He listened to Gon’s retreating footsteps and yawned, then opened his eyes. Sunlight was flooding the room through the window, illuminating the futon and abandoned covers that lay spread out in the middle of the room. Killua couldn’t help but grin. That’s right, he had rolled out the futon last night, fully intending to sleep on it. But then he’d decided to test out the softness of the far more inviting-looking bed and had fallen asleep there. Oops.

He finished stretching and rolled onto his back, realizing that this position was – much to his dismay – even more comfortable than the previous one. He was wide awake, but there was just no way he was getting up yet. As Gon’s footsteps approached the room, Killua decided to test his friend’s patience a little. Maybe he would leave him alone if he pretended to be tired enough. The door opened and he quickly closed his eyes, trying not to laugh at the momentary silence that followed. He could vividly picture Gon standing in the door and staring at him in disbelief.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Gon muttered. “Oi! Killua!” he called, walking over to the bed. “I told you you needed to get up!”

Killua kept his eyes closed even as Gon shook him anew. There was a sigh and then suddenly the covers were pulled off of him.

“Nnghh,” Killua whined, doing his very best to feign discomfort. “G-Gon?” he slurred in the sleepiest voice he could muster.

“Well, duh,” Gon replied. “Time to get up.”

Instead of replying, Killua pretended to not have heard.

“Killua? Killuuaaaa?” Gon sighed again. “Really?”

Killua remained silent, curious to see what his friend would do now. Suddenly the mattress gave way on his right side as Gon climbed onto the bed. A huff escaped Killua’s throat when Gon slumped down on his hips with a little more force than would’ve been necessary.

Killua cracked one eye open and slightly lifted his head so he could meet his friend’s gaze. “Hm?” he asked, as if Gon’s behaviour required further explanation.

“Good, you’re awake then.” Gon said.

Killua feigned another yawn. “…Am I, though?”

Gon nodded. “If you can talk, you can get up. Mito-San is waiting,” he said, crossing his arms.

“But I don’t wanna,” Killua whined. “I am tired, and this bed is so comfty an- aheheh”

A completely unexpected chuckle escaped Killua’s throat in response to an unfamiliar tingly sensation that spread somewhere across his belly. Completely forgetting he was pretending to be tired, his eyes snapped open and he propped himself up on his elbows to stare at the fingers that were hovering just above his stomach. Gon was staring at him with an expression that matched the surprise Killua himself was feeling. Slowly, Gon’s face stretched into a smile Killua had never seen on his friend before.

“Look who’s awake all of a sudden,” Gon cooed.

“What was that?” Killua asked, frowning as Gon’s fingers began wriggling.

“Let’s see how fast you can leave this comfty bed now,” Gon grinned. “If you can.”

“What-” Killua began, but then Gon’s wriggling fingers descended upon his belly and the tingly sensation returned. Before he knew what was happening to him, Killua slumped back against the bed, laughing. He tried lifting himself up on his arms again only to find he had no control over his movements.

“Wh-ahah-y am I-I la-ha-ha-ughiiiing?” he managed to huff out.

The tingling stopped and Gon’s confused face appeared in his field of vision. “Wait, what did you just say?”

“What is this?” Killua asked, the smile he was still unable to shake audible in his voice. “Why am I laughing? What are you doing?”

Gon’s smile returned. “You mean this?” he asked and poked Killua’s belly.

“Ye-he-hes” Killua giggled.

Gon laughed. “I am tickling you, silly.”

Killua felt his face go blank. “Tickling?”

Gon cocked his head. “Wait, have you actually never been tickled before?”

“Uh, no,” Killua mumbled. “What is it? How does this even work?”

“I don’t know,” Gon laughed. “All I know is that most people have sensitive nerves at certain spots or something and when you touch them it tickles and you have to laugh.”

Killua tried to process this information as well as the fact that he had never heard of this before. He shook his head. “And why does it make people so helpless?”

A spark entered Gon’s eyes as he grinned. “It doesn’t,” he chirped.

“Yes, it do-“ Killua began, but Gon interrupted him.

“It just means that you are really, really ticklish.”

Before Killua could respond, Gon had already leaned back again and happily resumed wriggling his fingers against – no tickling – his belly. Killua dissolved into another fit of giggles.

Even though the sensation wasn’t entirely unpleasant, Killua decided he didn’t want to be completely at his friend’s mercy. So, he reached out towards Gon’s hands to push them away from him – or at least that’s what he tried. All he could manage was to grab his wrists, but from there his arms didn’t obey his command anymore.

Killua’s laughter intensified when Gon easily shook his wrists out of his hold and moved on to his ribs. For a reason Killua couldn’t quite fathom, the tingly sensation felt a whole lot stronger there.

“Oh, yeah,” Gon said, slightly raising his voice to be heard over his friend’s laughter. “Some spots are worse than others.”

“O-oh-ho-ho re-he-hehe-ally?” Killua laughed. “I-I-I could n-ah-hahahat te-hell.”

Gon laughed. “Although, if you can still talk it can’t be that bad. Time for a new spot.”

“No-ho-ho,” Killua huffed, even though he wasn’t entirely sure why he did. It felt like an appropriate reaction to fight back somehow. To keep his dignity maybe.

The last bit of his dignity dissolved however, when Gon’s fingers spidered across his waist and when Killua’s laugh went up an octave and turned into something more resembling a squeal than a laugh.

“Oooh, I think I found a good spot,” Gon teased.

“AHAHAHAH- NOOOO!! GO-HO-HON!!!” Killua half screeched, half laughed.

In the back of his mind, Killua became aware of his fists that were uselessly clenched against his own chest and of his legs that were kicking around as much as the range of motion – limited through Gon’s weight on his hips – allowed.

Just when he thought it couldn’t get any worse, Gon moved his hands underneath the fabric of Killua’s thin tank top, squeezing the bare skin of his sides. Killua howled with laughter.

“STA-HA-HA-HAP!!” he pleaded “I-HA-HA-I CA-AA-AN’T!!!”

As the undignified noises leaving Killua’s mouth started to became interrupted by occasional fits of silent laughter, Gon finally stopped.

Killua just lay there, trying to calm his racing heart and his breathing which was still interrupted by a random giggle every now and then. His face felt hot as he rubbed his hands against his sides, desperately trying to get rid of the lingering tingly sensations there.

As Gon leaned forward to grin down at him again, embarrassment flooded through him and would’ve coloured his cheeks, were they not already red from exhaustion. He considered himself to be way stronger than Gon, but this had just proven that his friend now knew of a way to render him helpless in seconds. Seconds! And yet… Killua couldn’t deny that there were worse situations to be helpless in. Not that he’d every admit this to his friend.

Gon laughed, probably at the expression Killua had made while thinking all this. “You ready to get up now?”

Killua looked away. “Sure. Whatever.”

“Maybe this’ll teach you not to try to fool me anymore,” Gon went on, the smile audible in his voice.

“Huh? I wasn’t-“ Killua began.

“Oh really? You weren’t pretending to be tired then?” Gon asked. “You sure?”

Killua scowled. “When did you realize?”

“From the moment I walked into the room and you were still lying here,” Gon replied happily. “You never take long to wake up. It was already weird that you slept longer than I did.”

Killua blushed, embarrassed because his plan had failed so miserably and because Gon knew him better than he’d expected him to.

“Whatever,” Killua mumbled. “You can get off me now.”

Gon nodded. “Last one down has to take the futon tonight,” he exclaimed, already jumping off the bed and sprinting across the room.

“Eh? Wait! Get back here, you cheater!” Killua called, bolting after his friend and the sound of the giggle echoing through the hallway.

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Thanks for reading! :) This is my first tickle fic, so please let me know if you like it. Might write more if I get some good ideas or some positive feedback.