*starting to really enjoy himself, killua darts away from gon in zig-zags and flips, checking periodically over his shoulder to make sure he's keeping up the chase. gon seems to be always just out of reach, and he's so confident that he won't be able to catch up that he's shocked when he feels the boy's hands suddenly clasp around his tail, just above the fin. he twists around with a cry of protest, beating his tail to try and disengage him.*

hey! how'd you do that?!