#another ask thing

Menthuthuyoupi sighs loudly, turning on his much more petite companion.

“Would you stop?”

“Stop what?” The blonde asks, feigning innocence as he smiles up at him.

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice, and I want you to stop.”

“Honestly, I have no clue what you’re talking about. You should elaborate.” He turned away, going back to turning his instrument.

“You think that all percussionists are people who just bang on our instruments and hope for the right pitch to come out.”

“They are,” Shaiapouf mutters as the tall man continues, obviously pissed at the comment.

“And you think you’re all high and mighty just because you play the violin.”

At that the blonde turns, his eyebrows drawn together and a scowl on his face. “It’s a viola.”

“Eh, they all look the same to me.”

Gon had come back home and Mito couldn’t be happier. It had taken him a few days, but he eventually returned to being as smiley as ever. She knew he was hurting, so she always took care not to bring up things like Killua’s whereabouts and what he did while he was gone unless he brought it up first. Eventually he went back to exploring the island on a daily basis, not that he didn’t already know the place like the back of his hand, but she supposed it was out of nostalgia that he went.

One day while he was out, his phone, which he frequently left behind began to ring. Mito, not sure who it could be, picked it up merely out of curiosity.

“Hello?”

“Oh!” The voice on the other line sounded a bit surprised, the static crackling a bit before it went on. “Um, is Gon there?”

“I’m afraid Gon is out and about on the island right now. If I may so much as inquire, who are you?” The other line was silent for a while, before they responded with a chuckle.

“Well, I’m Wing, I was Gon’s Nen instructor, well, still am if he’s willing to still be my student, which was why I called. Last I saw him he was knocked out pretty bad so I couldn’t ask, well that and I also wanted to make sure he was doing better, but it sounds like he’s recovered just fine.” He chuckled once again, and it was a gesture that was becoming quite endearing to Mito. “Now, might I know who I’m speaking to?”

“Of course,” Mito smiled into the phone as she leaned against the counter. “I’m Mito, his aunt.”

The man on the other end spluttered a bit, but quickly regained his bearings. “Ah, I see, that would make sense. Well then Ms. Mito, could you pass along my message to him?”

“Yes I will, and just Mito is fine.” She paused as an idea came to her head, “actually, why don’t you come here?”

“What?”

“I’m sure Gon would appreciate seeing his teacher again, and you could also ask Gon in person. We don’t get very many visitors to Whale Island, so he’ll be thrilled for sure.”

“Well alright, I haven’t had a vacation in a while. Oh, but do you mind if I bring one of my other students with me? He’s one of Gon’s friends as well, so maybe Gon can tour him around the island.”

“The more the merrier. Just say when you’ll be here and I’ll come get you guys at the docks.”

“Sounds good. Till then Mito.”

“Yes, till then.”

Mito sighed as she set the phone down. Hopefully this would do some good for Gon.

A week later, she got the date of their arrival, and on that particular day she made sure Gon stayed home to help clean around the house while she went to buy some groceries. As she made her way down to port, she kept an eye out for any new faces. She knew everyone on the island and the majority of the traders, so she’d be able to pick out anyone new to the area. After strolling through the port and gathering the goods she needed, she headed to the bay where she could see another boat arriving. She found herself giggling at the sight of Gon’s friends, one whom was wearing a gi and the other who was wearing a half tucked formal shirt. She approached them with a smile as she introduced herself. Having lead them to the house, she took a step back once inside and let Wing talk to Gon, who was more than enthusiastic at seeing him and Zushi again. After dinner, Gon invited Zushi to go see the island, as she had predicted, leaving her with Abe and Wing. Well, really just Wing since as soon as she was done with dishes Abe had left to go to bed. She stretched her arms as she entered the living room where Wing had picked up reading a book left on the tableside. He set it down when he noticed her presence, smiling warmly.

“Thank you again for letting us stay here.”

She laughed, “It’s no big deal really, Gon wouldn’t have it any other way.”

He glanced up at her, tilting his head a bit, “You really care about Gon don’t you?”

Mito nodded earnestly. “Yes, I like to think of him as my own son, oh, but I do wish he would stop being so reckless all the time, sometimes he just does things without thinking twice about them.”

“So is the usual nature of enhancers.”

“Enhancers?”

“It’s a term for what type of Nen he has.”

“I see…, if you don’t mind, do you think you could tell me a bit more about this Nen? Gon talks about it quite a bit, and both him and my cousin are hunters, but I’ve never got many details and well, Gon’s not exactly the easiest to learn from?”

“Yes, of course,” he chuckled and wow that sounds way better in person. She stopped her thoughts there until she heard the “but what do I get in return?” She couldn’t tell if he was joking at that point, and she started to panic. She didn’t have much to give but…

“Do you…well…I mean…I could give you a massage?”

He didn’t seem to be expecting an actual answer because his face flared up and he coughed into his hand to try to keep his emotions at bay.“I mean… that is if you want to I mean. I don’t really know what else I could give you in turn…it’s… just…” she tried to explain herself but just ended up falling silent as she covered her face with her hands and muttering “I’m sorry” to herself.

“Mito, I think that with you housing and feeding both myself and Zushi, this is but a small fee I can pay.”

“Really?”

“Really, I couldn’t ask anymore of you than what you’ve already given.”

“Thank you, Wing. Now what about enhancers?”

“Kiss me.”

“Excuse me?” Leorio whirls on the shorter man, who’s furiously blushing.

“I said kiss me.”

“And why exactly would I do that?”

Tonpa looked taken aback, but then nodded his head a bit. “I understand that this is weird coming from the man who tried to stop you during the Hunter exam, but I’ve changed, really. You’ve changed me.”

Leorio’s entire body was screaming at him to run and get the hell out of there. He hadn’t meant to bump into him at the station and he honestly doesn’t know why he had tolerated him so long and let him tag along for shopping, and now he regretted keeping his temper in place

“I’m sorry, I can’t do that.”

He felt a twang of guilt as Tonpa’s face dropped, but he would not let himself fall for this guy’s antics. 

“Why… why is that?” The man muttered into his hands, making Leorio really want to get out of there now, but he stood his ground. Just now to find an excuse that wasn’t ‘I hate you and never wanted to see your guts again’ as a response.

“I’m… dating someone.”

“Oh?” Tonpa looked up, tilting his head out of curiosity, and Leorio really wanted to kick him.

“Uh, Melody… she’s a buddy of Kurapika’s. She’s a great flute player and really sweet.” He hoped that if asked, Melody would go along with it, because while she was really cute, there was no way he would inadvertently ask someone out like that, especially not her.

“I see…”

“Yes, so as you can see, I really must decline your offer, and with that, your company. Good day.” He turned around, and walked as quickly as he could without suspicion, his groceries would have to wait for another day. As he walked away, he dialed a number on his phone, looking back every so often to make sure he wasn’t being followed. 

Kortopi looked at Franklin, who looked back just as confused. They looked back at Shizuku, wanting to make sure they had heard correctly.

“Could you repeat that for us? Just one more time?”

Shizuku huffed, her hands on her hips. “Gosh, and you guys said that I’m the one with memory problems. Teach me how to play? Please?”

Franklin eyed Kortopi, who made noncommittal noises whilst shrugging, leaving the real decision up to him. He turned back to Shizuku, who seemed fairly eager to learn their new and improved version of Monopoly. Then he smiled, knowing exactly how to handle the situation.“Fine,” he started, glancing over at Kortopi at the next comment, “but you’ll have to be banker.” Kortopi whined as Shizuku excitedly nodded her head, taking up residence on a nearby stool.

“I never agreed to that,” the conjurer muttered as he turned to the board again.