Killua stumbled into the room,
His face contorted in
A lovely pout.
Relief flooded his face,
At the sight of Gloves
Alive.
He flew over and tackled her,
In a hug.
Kikyo coughed.
Killua glanced over, with
Bated breathe and
A stuttering heart.
And he,
Like a pudding,
Melted at her smile,
And nod of approval.
|::|
Dinner was eventful,
As Killua was the first of his
Generation to bring home
An acceptable newcomer.
Illumi has tried,
Of course.
But Hisoka was always shut out
At the gates.
Milluki was told that
Two dimensional characters don't count
And
The rest were too young.
And although,
Killua too was young and
Inexperienced...
It's never too early to start.
After all,
If you could kill,
You could hate,
And if you could hate...
You can love.