Disclaimer: Hunter X Hunter belongs to Togashi. Definitely not mine.

Chapter Summary: Killua's hair fascinates almost everyone.

Hello everyone! I have been obsessing about Hunter x Hunter for the past two years and then I discovered the joys of Fanfiction. I am basically a newbie author who just wanted to write something about the Chain Pair. So anyways, here is my first ever fic. Although I hate OOCness my writing tends to go in that direction (do warn me in case something like that happens. I expect it to happen after every three words I write.) By the way, this is a High School AU fic with female Gon and female Kurapika. I have also aged down a lot of characters while simultaneously aging up a few others. It will be pretty obvious once you start reading it. So here I present to you without further ado my fanfic. I hope those who read it will enjoy it. Have fun!

First day

It was a peaceful day in the country of Jappon. The weather was pleasant with a light breeze making it just right. The perfect time to go for a walk or sleep under the shade of the cherry blossoms. Unfortunately for students though, this is the beginning of a whole new semester of school year.

"Kuraaaapikaaaa waaaaait," yelled a girl, her black hair flying behind her as she ran to catch up with a blonde standing near the notice board. As soon as she reached the blonde, the girl looked at her with a rueful look in her eyes and a pout.

"You said that you would wait for me," the girl huffed out, trying to catch a breath.

"I did wait," replied the blonde called Kurapika. "I just wanted to see which class I am in."

"You still could have waited at the entrance," muttered the black haired girl which made Kurapika smile.

"Relax Gon. I am here now. Let's go and see which class you are in, ne?" Said Kurapika.

Gon's face immediately brightened up and she nodded enthusiastically. Kurapika smiled. Gon's mood could change so easily, she was just like a five year old. Kurapika patted her sister's head. "Ok then. Come on."

xxx

"Hey Chrollo! Man, wait up.

Chrollo looked up from the book he was reading while walking. A short man came up next to him. He wondered why Feitan had asked him to wait. Feitan was fast enough to catch up with him anytime he wanted.

"Did you see him?" asked Feitan calmly pointing behind him towards the notice board where all the students were standing. Chrollo turned to look but there didn't seem to be anyone interesting enough to hold his gaze in the sea of students.

"I don't see him whoever it is you are trying to point out" he replied irritadedly. He never really liked being interrupted while reading.

"He is gone now but I swear he was there a moment ago," Feitan said with surprise.

"Who was it?" inquired Chrollo, though he wasn't really interested.

"It was a Zoldyck," replied Feitan amusedly, "And the heir to the family it seems."

Chrollo still looked unimpressed.

"And the old-timer wants to see you by the way," Feitan added.

Chrollo mentally sighed

xxx

Kurapika usually wasn't the person who spent time reminiscing. Gon and Aunt Mito sometimes complained that she was still stuck in the past. She always vehemently denied it saying it was only a particular aspect of her past from which anyone would find difficult to move on. Still, walking along the corridor beside her sister, she couldn't help but think about her past year. Kurapika had always hated her school. Or her middle school to be more precise. She had been lonely from the start. It all went downhill after that happened.

Her first year of high school had been extremely dull. She had topped all the subjects as was expected from her. The only thing worth any interest was the some extremely interesting personalities who transferred to the school in the middle of her first year.

Gon was in awe, watching her new school with her forever curious eyes. Her elder sister was walking beside her quietly, observing her every move with those calm eyes of hers. Gon, unlike her sister, really liked school. And this was her first time visiting a school this big. Swindler's High really was a work of beauty. Academically, it boasted of the finest results in the country. The school itself was a feat of engineering at its best. For Gon though, the only reason she was so happy was because the school had a small forest of sorts which had the best animals she had ever seen.

"Ne I like this school very much Kurapika! How come you never told me it is this good?" asked Gon with her bright shining eyes. "I LOVE this place!"

Kurapika smiled. Gon really is extremely adorable.

"Oi Kurapika!"

Kurapika sighed. She turned to meet Leorio, the fourth year student who had a habit of irritating her in the most unlikeliest of ways.

"I had been looking for you everywhere! Where the hell were you? The principal wants to see you. Don't worry, it's nothing bad" Leorio added hastily upon seeing Kurapika's eyes widen in alarm. Finally, he noticed Gon who had taken a step back due to Leorio's yelling.

"Hey Gon," he said, smiling down at her. Gon cheerfully smiled back at him. They had met before a few times when Kurapika had brought him to their house. He and Gon got along reasonably well. Kurapika smiled at her sister. She looked so grown-up in her new uniform.

"Kurapika, get your butt to the Principal's office right now. Gon has to get to the auditorium for orientation in five minutes," yelled Leorio before he stalked off towards the auditorium, Gon immediately following in his wake.

xxx

Kurapika knocked at the door of the Principal's office and a gruff male voice told her to enter. She opened the door and found a certain young man with black hair and a bandage wrapped around his head standing in front of principal Zenzi. Kurapika bowed her head a little in order to show some respect, although she felt otherwise. Zenzi was a known pervert. Kurapika had noticed the lecherous looks he gave towards the female students and young female teachers. But no trouble had ever risen between him and the school, so Kurapika supposed he was alright. Still, she was glad that Chrollo was in the room with her.

"Ahh Freeces! Sit down sit down you two." They obediently sat down on the plush chintz chairs. Kurapika observed that the Principal looked a tad bit distracted and (was it a trick of the light?)scared. Zenzi looked at her when he talked and tried to ignore Chrollo completely. He didn't seem fazed though, Kurapika noted, by this lack of recognition. Chrollo Lucilfer was one of the brightest students in her year and she and him had topped their class simultaneously. Besides being a genius, Chrollo was good looking and there were rumors that his father was some big-shot mafia lawyer. Inevitably, he was always the most popular person on campus. Kurapika had never talked to him, despite spending half a year in the same class (he had transferred from some other school in the middle of the year). Kurapika had, for some reason she couldn't explain even to herself, always regarded him with some suspicion. He always reminded her of a spider.

Kurapika clenched her fists a little. No, don't think of that now.

"So Miss Freeces, as you know, among the first year students whoever is at the top of the merit list is given the honor of joining the student council. However, in this case, we have two."

Zenzi paused and looked at both of them. Kurapika noticed that he looked a bit nervous when his eyes fell on Chrollo. Then he continued.

"The Council with the principal's permission decided to take a vote. And uh," he glanced at Chrollo who almost beamed at him, "They chose Chrollo."

Kurapika wasn't surprised. Chrollo was more popular than her. Besides, being in the Council would be nothing but a huge drag. She only stared at the principal with her characteristic unemotional face. However, Zenzi mistook her apathy for moroseness.

"Don't be disheartened Miss Freeces. You only lost by a margin of four votes." Zenzi reached out a hand to take out two papers from his desk. He handed each one of them to her and Chrollo.

"We decided to make you the representative of all the second year students, Miss Freeces. This is a list of duties you are expected to fulfill and that," Zenzi indicated the sheet Chrollo was holding, "are the dates of the student council meetings for the rest of the year. I am sorry this is at such a short notice but the Council came to this decision only yesterday. You may both go to the auditorium now. I'll accompany you both there."All three of them stood up. Zenzi opened the door and let his students walk out first before he followed them. He lagged a little behind both of them, trying to keep his expression as blank as possible.

That Lucilfer kid sure is a pain to deal with.

xxx

Gon stared at the stage with an absolutely nonplussed face. What the heck was Kurapika doing there? It wasn't like her sister to hide something from her. Something that would bring Kurapika in front of the entire school had to be something important. Gon was broken out of her reverie when the Principal started to speak.

"Welcome to Swindler's High school everyone. It's always refreshing to see fresh young minds at the beginning of every year. We hope..." Gon's mind had drifted off by then. She tried to catch Kurapika's eye but failed. So she tried to observe her older sister but could only register that Kurapika looked extremely rigid, almost as if she was being forced to do something she didn't want to do.

Kurapika wasn't sure if the looks the other class representatives were directing towards her was appraising or simply hostile. Either way, she didn't like the attention. Kurapika knew she didn't deserve the responsibility. Usually the class representative was a person who commanded the respect of all three sections of each class. She was sure that almost nobody of her class knew her. It seemed to her like the committee was almost desperate to have her in some sort of official position.

"... and these are your new class representatives for this year."

The only reason she registered the Principal's words was because a very fat looking student (the class representative for the third years, Kurapika's mind registered) had quite subtly pinched her arm and had given her a warning glare. He seemed to be the only one who had noticed her spacing out. Kurapika gave him a grateful smile and stood up with the rest of the class representatives while Zenzi introduced them to the packed auditorium.

What she missed was the fact that other than her sister's, there were eight pair of eyes looking at her quite intently.

xxx

Gon wasn't sure if she felt proud or simply angry.

How dare Kurapika not tell her about this class representative thingy. If her sister was intending it to be a surprise for her, it wasn't a very good one.

When they were finally allowed to leave the auditorium, Gon stomped out of the place looking extremely distraught. She hadn't yet made new friends and that was saying something.

Gon could be friends with the grumpiest person on earth. Her innate ability to see the good in almost everything and cheerful disposition had made her the apple of almost everyone's eyes back at her old home. Kurapika often warned her saying that she was probably much too friendly with people. Still, she believed that smiling at everyone made everyone happy.

Gon was so preoccupied with her thoughts that it took her a while to register that someone was calling her. When she did realize she was being called and by whom, her frown had now deepened into a scowl.

"Gon wait!" yelled Kurapika, running after her sister. She had been trying to look for her ever since she was allowed to leave the auditorium. She knew that Gon would be pissed.

Gon finally stopped but when she turned to look at Kurapika, her expression did not show any anger. Instead, she looked a bit sad.

"Gon?"

And all of a sudden, Kurapika felt the wind get knocked out of her as Gon gave her a bone-crushing death hug.

"Oh my God Kurapika! You could have told me before that you have become a class representative! I was so angry at you! It wasn't at all a good surprise! We could have thrown you a party! Aunt Mito would have been so happy..."

It took Kurapika a while to extricate herself from Gon's grip. When she finally managed it, Gon still looked depressed and a voice behind her said, "Uh, excuse me?" Both the girls turned to look at a silver haired boy with cerulean blue eyes. In Kurapika's opinion, the hair made the boy stand out way too much but it surprisingly made him look good. He was eyeing them apprehensively almost as if he was embarrassed to ask what was on his mind.

"Uhh," he cleared his throat, "Do you happen to know where class 1B is?" He looked distinctly uncomfortable now.

"That's my class," Gon replied. She smiled brightly. "Let's go there together ne", she said to him. At this, Kurapika raised an eyebrow.

"Gon, do you know where your class is?" she asked cautiously. At this, Gon's face fell again.

"I knew it," Kurapika muttered under her breath. Unfortunately, Gon heard her and pouted. The boy now gave off distinct vibes of wariness. "It's right at the end of the third floor corridor", she said kindly to the boy.

"Thank you..." and the boy cut off hastily.

"Kurapika" she supplied easily, "and this is my sister Gon." Gon extended her arm out but the boy still seemed embarrassed. Nevertheless he shook Gon's outstretched hand.

"Killua," he turned his head to Kurapika,"Thanks for the directions Sempai."

"You are welcome."

"Let's go," said Killua, "I don't want to be late on my first day here."This finally seemed to make Gon come back to her senses.

"Yeah let's", said Gon and grabbing Killua's hand, made him follow in her wake.

xxx

"Ne Killua, where are you from? You don't look like someone who lives in the city."

Killua looked at the girl sitting beside him and felt a wave of irritation wash over him. It wasn't that he had something against the fairer sex . It was simply annoying plus embarrassing to have their class stare at him the entire first day of school because 1) he entered with a girl, 2) he was late and 3) his hair was silver. And to top it all the girl beside her simply wouldn't stop talking. She was the exact opposite of her older sister who was sitting from across him with a thick book resting on her lap. However, even if it were two girls keeping him company Killua did not mind. The alternative was much worse.

"I am from the Padokia continent," he muttered in answer to the girl's question. "But my dad's business brought the family here a few years back. I stayed back in Padokia to complete my middle school term."

The girl's mouth turned a perfect circular "O." He hoped she would stop staring at him and start eating her food.

"You stayed there alone?"

Who was he kidding?

"Gon, give him a break. He has to eat", the older sister said, not glancing up from her book. The raven haired girl finally started eating while Killua silently thanked Kurapika by passing her his lunchbox (he never did quite like chili pepper in his salad). The girl beside him stuffed some food in her mouth and swallowed and resumed looking at him. It took her exactly three minutes. Killua was impressed.

"So you stayed in Padokia alone?" she asked again in that curious voice of hers. Killua shook his head in answer to her question.

"Nah, my brother lived there with me. He helps my father with his work. He stayed back and looked after the company branch there."

"You have your own business?"

Be patient Killua. It is a virtue.

"Ummm, yeah."

"Wow!" Gon looked impressed."My dad works for a private company. My aunt runs a bar and I think it's an impressive job but wow, owning an entire company? That's so great!"

"It isn't." Killua muttered. Gon was probably going to go on with her tirade of questions and exclamations but again, Kurapika saved him.

"Thank you for the food Killua. It was nice to meet you. But I have to go now. I hope we see each other soon." Saying which, Kurapika got up, smiled and picking up her book, went away in the direction of the school library.

Traitor.

xxx

There were moments when all Chrollo Lucilfer wanted to do was sleep. Like right now, when Paku was lecturing him on the various 'responsibilities' he now had to fulfill as a student council member.

As if he didn't have enough on his plate already. Besides, he laid the foundation for their group, didn't that count for something? Apparently Pakunoda thought otherwise. She thwacked a stack of papers in front of his face which Chrollo eyed extremely warily.

"Pay attention", she said quietly and that, if possible, made him feel a teensy bit scared for a moment. "This is not like the Troupe. It is just a load of paperwork but you cannot afford to make any mistake. We cannot help you here thanks to his minions." Chrollo could sense the venom in her voice. All the female members in his little 'Troupe' spoke in identically venomous voices whenever the slightest reference to Zenzi was made. At first when he had come to this school, he had no idea why the entire female population hated their principal. Then he once walked in with Zenzi almost molesting Paku and understood why. He would have threatened the older man but Paku all but broke every bone in his face. Ever since, he made a note to himself to never ever argue with her. Plus, he also realized the power their benefactor's name carried for a mere student like Paku to dare to do that to their Principal.

"Yes Paku, I know." He replied curtly. Dammit they were in the same class, why did she always talk to him like he was some sulky little teenage girl?

They were in the council room, waiting for other members to appear in order to introduce themselves to Chrollo. It was just a formality as he was friends with seven of the twelve Council members. Zenzi had once thought that it was some complicated plan for him and his friends to gain power against him which was totally untrue. If he had wanted, Chrollo could have replaced that perverted old geezer a long time back. It wasn't his fault that his friends were geniuses and popular. Besides, that idiot probably hadn't realized that no one liked being in the Council. It was just a load of lectures on discussing events and how to maintain discipline. There was a reason only the top-scoring students were chosen. Somebody had to make them do some work other than studying. But then again...being in the Council had its perks too.

"Oi" called out a blond boy who clapped him on the shoulder and grinned at him. Chrollo grinned right back and surveyed the people who came in through the door. All the Council members had come in and he finally got to know the four boring members who did most of the work. Although they weren't friends, Paku and these four were the only ones who talked about school matters during a Council meeting. The rest of them usually snored through it. He managed to forget their names in about three seconds. After fifteen minutes, he was listening to Paku droning on about something concerning the dustbins near the school canteen. Two minutes into the lecture and he could feel his eyelids fighting to stay open. The only reason he sat through that torture was deep respect for Paku. Besides, he had got a window seat. So every time he felt like using his chemistry book for a pillow he tried to concentrate on the people milling around in the school ground. It wasn't a great distraction because all it did was remind him of the fact that people could go home and rest while he was stuck here listening to how the stupid canteen needed more of those unattractive green things. From the corner of his eyes he noticed Shalnark dozing off which made him feel a tiny bit better about himself.

Suddenly he noticed a flash of silver down among the people moving about in the grounds. Chrollo tries looking for the sudden shine that caught his eye. His eyes widen a bit for the first time in the course of Paku's lecture because the silvery shine was due to someone's hair. Bizarre hair colors he was used to but teens usually dyed their hair in primary bright colors. He had yet to see a guy (it had to be a guy, the person wasn't wearing a skirt) sporting a style that was better suited to much older men.

"Chrollo" calls out Paku.

Damn it. And just when he got his eyes to finally stay open.

Next Chapter:

Killua learns the hard way that High School students don't get to sleep in oon weekends.

I know, I know it is a pretty crappy first chapter. Hopefully it will get better with the plot I have in mind. Please people, do leave a review. I will love to read your thoughts.