Hunter X Hunter Fan Fiction ❯ A Killer's Heart and Darkness ❯ Shinobi Shi ne ( Chapter 2 )

A Killer's

Heart

And

Darkness

(A/N) Shane: Errr well.....sorry and stuff.....U HEAR ME?! GOMEN, BAKA!!!!*glomp*

Sorry bout all the Jap. NO IM NOT! HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA

This is still basically the cuteness and angst on Killua's part, but it WILL get more fluffy and dark later on. All the drama will come later. Im gonna continue this fic NO MATTER WHAT, cause I LUV it, so dun bother flaming. Actually....FLAME AWAY! I getta whip out my Kougan Anki on ya! HAHAHAHHAAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA!!!!

And, yeah, there R ssome shonen ai hints in the anime/manga. U gotta look. Some r so easy to spot (like all the blushing around Gon on Killua's part and getting OVERLY worried {Im talking, MY KOIBITO IS DYING WITH A FISHINGPOLE AND NOT ME kinda worrying. No mere friendship about that stuff} when Gon's in trouble. PLUS, Gon saying he wanted to be with Killua forever and Killua stuttering a reply ^_^ KAWAII DESU NE!!!!) I think the creator was a lil fan of Killua(Kirua)+Gon pairings like I am ^_^ Kurapika and Leorio(Reorio) r a whole diff story (literally-they aint here!) SO, if this fic makes u go ICK ICK, LEMME OUT, LEMME OUT, then.........~.~ u shouldnt b lookin up HXH anyways, freak. Taku......

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Ja ne! *V*

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Chapter 2

After they had laughingly sprinted out of the arena's entrance hall, Killua and Gon made their way throughout a *bright*, golden-painted room that was literally *filled* with people. Most just stood there, awaiting their call, but some, Killua saw, were crouching low in the corners, either bored or just too antsy to fight. One short man in a seemingly ninja getup, was actually sitting on his rather large (Killua guessed) partner's head, arms folded and looking like he was ready to fall asleep at any moment. Killua pointed this out to Gon, who giggled quietly. Killua grinned.

The two made their way to the Sky Arena's sign -up booth, but stopped *dead* when they saw the *LONG* line ahead of them. Maybe over 100 people had filed out into two lines, in wait of signing up.

"HeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeH??!!" Gon almost fainted, seeing the long line ahead of them. He sweatdropped. "Ne, Killua.........Oro?" He turned, looking all around for his best friend, not seeing him anywhere. A big *?* appeared above his head, until.......... "HUH?!"

Killua was slowly making his way to the front of the line, hands in his pockets, and almost nonchalant about everything going on around him. At first, men glared and snarled at him to get back in line, but they stopped even before finishing their snarlings. Most quickly made way for him, while others simply *RAN* to far-away corners of the room. Killua finally reached the counter of the sign-up booth, a somewhat innocent smile on his pale face. "Yo."

The attendant there smiled quizzically at him, then stared at everyone tensing around. Some were as white as a sheet, while others whispered the name "Zoldikk" rather loudly. Killua turned towards the people, his smile almost feral, and asked in a low voice, "Do I bother you........?"

Many shook their heads vigorously, a large wave of quaking shoulders shuddering throughout the room, as if all were literally trembling from the slight child. Then.....

Much to everyone's shock and disbelief, a man stepped out of a group of Shinobi soldiers, trying to appear brave in front of his pals, Killua guessed. He stood a few feet in front of Killua, and merely looked him up and down. "Dare da, kodomo....?"

Killua ignored him, and ordered in a rather bored voice, "Make your move, O'jisan."

The man stepped closer.

"MATTE!" A voice screamed out. Everyone turned towards the attendant. She was furious, her orange-colored eyes blazing as bright as her hair. "We will NOT allow such fights unless directed WITHIN a tournament, is that CLEAR?!"

Killua turned towards the man again, and raised his eyebrows.

The man glared, then turned towards the attendant. "Aa....Sumimasen." He turned his back on Killua, but said in a hard voice over his shoulder, "We will continue this in the arena, child. You will fight me soon."

Killua smirked and shrugged. "Che....."

Suddenly, the attendant's round face popped into his view. "Eeee-!"

"PAY or GO HOME, gaki!!!!"

Killua grinned innocently, and fished around in his pockets,........finding nothing. "Oi, Gon, do you....Gon?"

He looked to his side and saw his friend wasn't there. ~Where did that little....?-~

In the meantime, Gon was deep within a battle of his own already....having a challenging staring battle with the short ninja man, who was still sitting on his friend's head. The friend had turned his head to the side, bored with the whole ordeal, but the ninja was too engrossed in the straining contest to let that stop him. His neck was twisted around and his body was leaning down towards Gon, everything perfectly balanced.

~I'm gonna win!~ Gon thought, as he stared deep within the ninja's impenetrable eyes. The man was slowly cracking, it not showing on the outside.

On peripheral vision mode, he saw the whole crowd parting once again, an annoyed Killua stalking his way towards him. Killua's face had almost gone *COMPLETELY* SD.

~Oh no, he's gonna make me lose. I'm gonna lose!~ Gon wouldn't let himself avert his attention. But....~He looks mad....~ He sweatdropped but still kept his concentration on the slightly sweating short ninja.

Killua stalked closer. He finally broke free from the huge crowd and stood fuming to the side of Gon.

Gon ignored him....He tried to ignore him....tried....TRIED....He realized that he and the ninja were both now sweating, but for different reasons. He almost blinked when, out of the corner of his eye, he literally saw steam rise from Killua's jagged, silver hair. A splotch of red was angrily beating on the side of his head, clearly stating his annoyance.

Gon hadn't blinked yet-he was winning: the ninja's eyes were red-rimmed and watering. He grated his teeth at the small boy.

"Blink."

..................

Silence was heard throughout the large room: people were either watching curiously or trying to pretend they weren't interested.

Gon didn't move and neither did the sweating ninja, but Killua finally stepped almost directly in between them and smiled. "Blink *NOW*."

The ninja turned just for a millisecond towards the silver-haired boy speaking to him, then gasped in shock and utter disbelief. While averting his gaze from Gon, he had unintentionally ....blinked. His large partner took that moment to lumber away quickly, the ninja bouncing and cursing from on top of his head the whole way.

Gon blinked repeatedly (since he could now) in amazement. "Wha? I won? USO!....No, wait...." He turned to Killua. "Killua?....Eeee....!"

Killua was facing him, his eyes narrowing dangerously. They grew beady, steam was almost shooting out of his head, and a red annoyance splotch was palpating quickly and furiously. He started to crouch, his fangs baring out and gleaming from under the phosphorescent lights.

"Eto...." Gon tried to smile angelically.

It didn't work.

Killua leaped, ....grabbed Gon around the throat, and started *throttling* him like *mad*. It was the Energizer bunny gone *CRAZY*.

"OMAE NA....! WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING?!! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?!! I'M TRYING TO GET US SIGNED UP!! I'M TRYING TO GET US *TICKETS*!! WE HAVE NO MONEY!! WE'RE *POOR*!! *POOR*!!!! I DON'T *LIKE* BEING POOR!! SO,WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??!! YOU WON'T BE ENTERING THE CONTESTS, `CAUSE I WOULD'VE KILLED YOU BEFORE THEM!!!! I'LL KILL YOU MYSELF, GON!! YOU HEAR ME?!!!! AAARRGH!! YOUANNOYMESOMUCH!!!! GONGGGRRARRRRGGGG....!!!!" Killua quit yelling and started to just plain-out *growl* his frustration all out. Everyone watching could hardly even see Gon's neck being throttled so violently.Killua was shaking him so fast-left, right, up, and down.

Finally, he just....stopped.

@.@ : went Gon.

Grabbing Gon by the jacket collar, Killua speed-stalked through the fearful people.

@.@ Gon was dragged on his back the whole way.

The crowd quickly dispersed for the two.

Gon tried to shake away the dizziness. "Demo, Killuuuuuuuuua! That was cheatin-"

"URUSE!!!!"

Killua stopped at the sign-up desk, hoisted a still semi-dizzy Gon [@.@] to his feet, then turned to the attendant, who *now* knowing who she was up against, started to let the PANIC cells run through her bloodstream.

"I....uhhh....umm....eeee....uhh....*gulp*...."

Killua slung an arm around Gon and patted him on the shoulder cheerily, looking up at the lady. "My friend here and I would like to sign up now. Sorry about the wait!" *smile*

"Uhhh....iye. Umm, you still need the 14,000Y, though."

"Hai-hai!"

.............

No one moved.

........................

Still smiling "sweetly", Killua roughly nudged the zoning Gon.

"Ack-uhh, hai!" Gon handed over the license to the lady, who grabbed it quickly, anticipating her hand back. After nervously checking her whole arm for wounds, she glanced at the card.

"WOOOOW! A *hunter*! But you're so *young*! I'm so impressed!"

Gon suddenly beamed brightly. "Does that mean we can go in now?"

The attendant smiled. "Mochiron! Oh! Here are your passes....your number cards....and *here* is your room key! All starters are given the first floor rooms for the night, even if you *are* raised up a few levels in the first competition. If you are, the manager will switch you tomorrow morning. Breakfast is at 7am in the main dining hall, and when you leave, just hand the key over at the main desk on your floor." She handed them their things and instructed them to put on their numbered tags. When they were done, and Killua had started to drag a beaming Gon towards the first competition's entrance doors, the lady quickly but gently grabbed onto the tip of Gon's fishing pole hanging from his backpack, halting both he and his friend.

The attendant pulled him close and whispered, her eyes gleaming, "You know,....when it was my first day on the job here, there was a man that came in. He seemed like the frail but honest and sweet kind-I thought he didnt have a chance *here*. He was gone in less than a week. I found out the next day....he had reached the *two-hundredth floor*! That's the highest level here, and he beat it *easily*. He beat the *whole* place in less than a *week*! No one knew his name or got his picture, but he carried around with him a Hunter's license. You look alot like him....Are you related somehow? Did a family member come here before you did? Please tell me...."

Gon saw through to the urgent plea -this lady really *had* to know the answer he gave. He smiled gently up at her. "I don't know-maybe." He was saddened to see the gleam in her eyes die down a bit, but she obviously accepted his reply.

"Alright then....Here's your card and good luck." She handed it back to him and reluctantly let go of the fishing pole. "Oh, by the way, my name is Michiki. It was nice talking with you both. Gonbate ne."[1]

"Arigato, Michiki-san!"

Waving goodbye, Gon and Killua strolled towards the doors, and grinning first at each other, they pushed through and into their destiny.

An hour later, when the participant gates had closed, arena doors locked, and contestants, who had come from all over the world, prepared the long journey home, defeated, a small group of Shinobi soldiers gathered in the foyer on the first floor, discussing the first competition that they had competed in just moments before. Over seven steaming cups of coffee, they chuckled at each other's own prideful accounts of their win.

"I had that guy *running*, I'm telling you!" Aedi, the most outgoing of them all, laughed. "You guys saw! He was running scared for his *life* cause of me!"

"Awww, is this place just *too* easy for a strong man as yourself, Aedi-*chan*?" Banta, the only one of them who had refused to shave his head and often braided it lovingly, jeered.

"N-Nani? Uhh....*ahem* How did it go for *you*, Josei-san?"

All eyes turned towards the silent forlorn-looking Shinobi, who was just silently sipping his coffee, staring off into space.

"................"

"Ne, Banta-san," Aedi whispered to the Shinobi nearest him. "Why is he looking so down? He didnt lose-he was like this even before his own tournament! What's up?"

Banta's eyes turned stony and, instead of answering Aedi, he spoke rather loudly across to Josei.

"Oi, Josei! What you're thinking isn't right! Where's the honor in fighting a child? Just because he was a little mouthy doesn't give you the right to kill him over it!"

Josei: "..........."

Banta shook his head. "Kuso....I tried...."

The group was shrouded in an uncomfortable silence.

*creeeeeeak*

"Ja, oyasumi...." Josei suddenly stood and walked quietly out of the foyer.

Everyone was, again, silent.

Treading slowly down the hallway to his room, Josei succumbed to his deepest thought-a thought that, as of late, had been running ramped through his mind.

His pride had been tested, his strength-silently mocked at.......All by a *child*, a mere *kodomo*.......A mental image of the silver-haired boy had suddenly ignited a small fire in the older man's brain-it was the flame of an unspoken challenge, a dual that needed to be met.

The one thing that had first interested Josei was the boy's hidden potential. ~No boy should have a power like that. His aura.....it was marked by death~ Josei had felt the child's hidden powers, had seen the unmistakable yet somewhat *concealed* urge to kill in his eyes. Never had Josei known a grown *man* to possess that look. Josei decided: Not only was the kodomo strange, he was....evil....

Finally reaching the end of the hall and his room, he took the room key from his shoulder pocket and inserted it into the lock.

He felt a presence.

"Na-?!" A strong arm wrapped around his throat, violently cutting off his air supply. He struggled vehemently, trying to throw his attacker off, but that didn't work. He opted for his offense move. Using sheer strength, he spun them both around, so that the attacker's back was facing the wall, and plowed them both backwards, the attacker, first, crashing through the bedroom door, then Josei following soon after.

~How....?!~ The attacker never fell! Not even after crashing throught the hardened, polished cedar wood door, he never once lost his balance or hold. He continued to strangle Josei.

Josei was wheezing by now, his Shinobi techniques vanishing within the bright lights exploding behind his eyes. He now struggled just to turn and *see* his attacker, a one last request on his part.

A harsh laugh escaped into the hallway.

"Nuh-uh-uhhh," came a cruel voice. "One should never see the face of Death-it just ain't right." More laughter followed and his grip tightened.

Josei was now *completely* within the madman's mercy.

He felt the man shift a little, his voice becoming somewhat softer and closer to his ear.

"I won't let you fight him first. He's *mine*."

"*wheeze* ....Who?"

"Not that you would've *won*," the voice continued. "You would have surely lost to him."

"N-Nani?!"

"I've come from so far just to seek my revenge." The man laughed almost giddily, pronouncing each word after in a sing-song voice. "*I*....*have*....*found*....*it*.... Heheheheh!"

Josei gained enough strength to struggle weakly again.

"Iie. You *will* die-your attempts are futile, old man."

Josei tried to turn his head, but the strong arm prevented him from doing so.

"*Please*....*wheez*," he gasped. "At least tell me *wheez*....your name...."

Josei almost *felt* the man grin from behind him.

" *Nanda*? My name? Now *why* would you want to know *that*?"

"....*wheez* Please...." White lights were slowly merging together, blinking rapidly, and practically *blinding* him. Josei knew he didnt have alot of time left.

The stranger took his sweet time to think.

"Ummmmmm.............yada. When you see him, ask the devil my name, and he will surely tell you." He laughed harshly and prepared.

"YAMERO! ONEG-!"

The stranger twisted, Josei's neck performing a resonating *SNAP* throughout the room.

The man laughed to himself, turned, and walked out of the room. "Oyasumi....*zutto*."

(A/N) YEAH! Shinobi guy is GONE! WOOHOO! I luv killing off my own ppl! ^_^

I getta work on my original fic now! And Jen-thanks for all ur thoughts! I really considered them! Ur the only reviewer Im gonna actually *worry* about, so.......

REN-chan, *glomp* Suki da, Ren-chan! Jenny-chan- I LUV U LOTS! KEVY-GET BETTER-me want u ok-lots of luvy-ness and crap........Aroe-chan, I dun know u 2 well 2 luv ya, but ur kool!

(2 days later) AROE-CHAN, U TRAITOR! I SAW UR REVIEW! U like Gon and HISOKA 2gether????!!! ARRRRRGH........

Killua: O.o

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O, btw.............

[1] = "good luck" (there's all kinds of words for good luck, I just picked this one cause Yukito says it to Sakura and Shaoran in CCS ^_^; Im an anime freak, whatever. Oo, whats the word for "whatever"?? *runs off* By the way, Omaetachi o korosu......Tabun......

O, "Dare da, kodomo?" means "Who r u, child?" (who is it, the child) I kno that Jap dun use "?" but I DID see it in a manga of mine, so maybe they adopted it or whatever.......Im just gonna b up-2-date, ne?

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