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Log: Akito tunes Killua's skateboard - Complete!

Who: Killua, Akito/gito
What: Tuning the skateboard motor
When: Tonight I guess
Where: SDII

Killua gave an annoyed sigh and shoved his hands in his pockets, walking down toward that freakshow's room. Sometimes he wondered what other mental issues the kid had. When had Killua ever said he'd forgiven him. He didn't have the patience to keep correcting him though and he was generally kind of grumpy. He stopped in front of the door and stared at it for a few minutes. Finally, kind of hoping the kid wasn't there, he tapped the door with his foot to knock. "Hey."

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Killua's eyes narrowed and his pupils dialted at Agito. His whole expressions shut down to coldness. "Don't pretend to understand my logic." He turned toward the door. "We're done here."

“Yes, fucking run away like the fucking coward you fucking are.” Agito get’s even more angry at Killua’s evasive reply “It’s because I fucking understood your fucking logic that I fucking hate it!”

Killua's fingers twitch and the claws extend for a moment before retracting again. "I'm not playing games with you Agito. I'm sick of your loudmouthed bullshit. Sick of you pretending you have a clue about anything I'm thinking. Don't push me."

“I am not fucking afraid of you… I don’t fucking fear a person that’s weaker than me.”
He doesn’t move an inch, looking towards Killua in his eyes.
“Even Akito, with all his weaknesses, would at least warn crow first… and wait for his fucking judgement, either that idiot will kick me to a pulp, or just let us go on with him like it was nothing… I, no, we will fucking take his fucking judgement… this is what it means to fucking trust a person…”
Agito get’s up, facing Killua’s eyes at the same level.
“I am not gonna fucking lose again against a fucking guy that doesn’t know the fucking difference between caring for someone and trust a person as his fucking equal.”
He stands in a fighting pose, ready to defend himself the best he could, even if without his air gears he didn’t stand a chance.

Killua's hand slashed forward to grab at Agito's throat, prepared to slam him up against a wall. "News flash bucko, not everyone thinks the way you do. My life is not yours and your presumptive judgment is just that. Don't pretend you know better than someone else how to live their life and treat their friends. It is none. of your. goddamn. business."

Agito maintained his glare, although he could sense the danger he was in, the more the other guy talked the more pissed he had become.
“Then news to you, fucking shit, I made that fucking decision once, and I almost destroyed the one I was fucking trying to protect…
So, good luck on your fucking great plan!”

Killua's fingers tightend on Akito's neck, his glare fit to freeze lakes. "It's a good thing you and I are not the same person then, isn't it?"

Agito recieved the hit, shutting his eyes in the second of the impact.
“Gah…” he gasped, becoming breathless with the pressure around his neck.
‘Fuck…’ his vision started to become blurry ‘Can’t fucking believe that I was fucking careless again…’
He spits on Killua’s face. For Killua to look like that, it messed his head in a way. It was like he was looking at his past self, and that made him unable to calm down and see the dangerous game he was playing.
“Just because you are fucking strong, that doesn’t make you less coward! The truth is still here, and you are just fucking confirming it by getting all worked out over my fucking words… I fucking thought that you were… slightly better than this shit…”

Killua wiped the spit off his face and then that hand on Agito's shirt, his mind was calming down and he just stared at Agito. Finally he snorted. "You don't even know what you're talking about." He leaned in and smirked. "Do you think I care what you think of me?" He released Agito and moved toward the door again. "I got carried away in my own thoughts. It won't happen again." He kicked himself mentally for even bothering to argue with this idiot. If he hadn't been thinking about Gon, he never have done anything but laugh in his face. Ahh he still had some growing up to do. He'd been playing for too long on this submarine. Gon would be up soon. Maybe he could convince him to do something more trying. Something a little more battle worthy. He'd have the think of something.

Agito breathed the precious air, sliding towards the floor, ending up sitting.
He felt his hand moving towards the patch, switching to Akito.
“… He does understand, that’s why he went into so much danger to speak his mind, Killua-san.”
He softly looked towards the floor.
“And… if you think we are still wrong about you… feel free to come and explain… I would like to understand you more…”

Killua paused, hand on the door handle. He glanced down at the boy on the floor. He probably could put up with Akito but definitely didn't feel like dealing with Agito. He shrugged. "Not interested."

He opened the door. "See you around."

“See you… I promise next time I won’t let Agito come out… please come visit again…” he responds, starting to look at the skate board again.
He heard then Agito’s voice again.
“Why the fuck are you being nice to that guy?!” he inquires, still pissed.
“… Agito… I…” he starts, but then stops, he couldn’t say what he knew about Killua-san, if he actually wanted to win his trust, he had at least to start by keeping his secrets “Do not fight Killua again…”
“Huh?! What the fuck!!! Since when do you… why are you so serious…” Agito’s voice get’s calmer as he realizes that Akito is serious about it.
“I… actually don’t know… probably a tuner thing…” he smiles, starting to tune the engine, remembering the unique sound of the heart beats that belonged to Killua “But… please let me… become friends with him…”
“… I’ll fucking… try… but can’t promise you anything…” he goes inside, letting Akito work on the skate board.

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Log: Akito tunes Killua's skateboard - Complete!

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((since you didn't avoid my attack I'll assume it hit))

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