Hey guys, Lunamon810 here. With a new Hunter X Hunter fanfiction. It most likely won't be long, three or four chapters maybe. Sorry if it's a bit confusing, it probably will be until the end when the main character can explain everything, so if you can hang in there for me, I'm sure things will make more sense. Okay? :D Anyways. Sorry if this is a bit in accurate, I haven't watched the Heavens Arena arc in a while, and I know I probably should have rewatched it to write this, but I'm writing this more for fun than anything and posting it here for those who can enjoy it without being mad about inaccuracy, so... Enjoy~

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN HUNTER X HUNTER. AS AWESOME AS THAT WOULD BE.

I leaned back in my booth, keeping my eyes closed. No one could see the booth unless they came back this far, and the only person allowed to come back this far was my client. I heard someone stop just outside the booth. I opened my dark green eyes just slightly, looking into his pure black ones, unphased by the darkness. I already knew what I was up against, and he wouldn't scare me. I straightened up and leaned against the table, my right arm flat against it, resting my chin in my left one. "Well well well. Illumi Zoldyck. Here for my help? Who would have ever guessed it."

"I wouldn't sound so full of myself. I could easily dispose of you and find someone else to help me with the task at hand." His voice was as emotionless as it had been on the phone, which didn't surprise me in the slighest. The Zoldycks were the most heavily feared assassins, and there had to be a reason why. I smiled, pleased. I put my hands together and entwined my fingers, except for my two pointer fingers which I pressed together and allowed my chin to rest on.

"Yes, yes. And what exactly do you need my assistance with? I would have thought a great Zoldyck such as yourself would have been able to do anything he wanted to."

"I could do it myself, but it's much easier to have someone else do it while I carry out my assassination missions. I have a younger brother named Killua. He has a... friend. Named Gon. I would like for him to come home and forget about Gon, and his other friends. Actually, I'd like for him to have no memory of anything during or after the Hunter Exam." I smirked, nodding.

"I see. So that's where I come in. I go to them, and reconstruct his memory so that he doesn't remember anything. Correct?" Illumi nodded. "Alright. I will have to reconstruct something into his memory so that he doesn't feel like he lost a gap of time, but don't worry it, will be seamless. What would you like for him to remember?"

"Assassin training is all he needs to remember."

"And where is Killua?"

"Heavens Arena." I nodded. "How soon can this be done?"

"I can leave immediately after you depart."

"And you're sure you can really do this?"

"I'm doing it to you right now, aren't I?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you honestly think I would allow someone to see what I really look like? Rather than reconstruction everyone who I see's memory so that they don't remember seeing me, I can just use my nen to reconstruct those who I come in contact with's memories so that they think I look differently. That way, I can't be caught." I laughed and stood up. "So, with the cost of traveling, and of my services, that will be 60,000 jenny. Do we have a deal?" I extended my hand, and after a moment he shook it.

"Yes. I expect Killua to have absolutely no memory of anything that's happened. Especially not anything to do with Gon."

"I understand." He left, and I picked up my backpack. I headed out of the building and boarded a blimp to Heaven's Arena. On the way I started planning what to make everyone think I looked like, along with what training Killua would think he went through. When I made it I went to the top floor, having been there recently and being welcome up there, since that's where I'd left off. I walked past someone in the hallway with red hair that pretty much pointed upwards, and got chills from him.

I looked through everyone's memories to figure out where Gon and Killua were, having been given a picture of them from Illumi. I knocked on the door and smiled when a kid with spikey black hair answered the door. "Who are you?"

"I'm Kayleen, are you Gon?" I asked, tilting my head innocently, smiling. He would see a girl with light blue eyes and light purple hair, wearing a pink shirt with elbow-length sleeves and black yoga pants, with black sneakers. He nodded, and I smiled a bit more and bowed. "Pleased to meet you. I was wondering if I could have a word with you and your friend, Killua."

"I guess." Gon said shrugging, stepping out of the way so I could go in. I nodded gratefully and walked in, and saw a boy with messy white hair set up, chocolate smeared across his face. He wiped it away and had a slightly accusing look as he looked at me.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Kayleen, and I take it you're Killua, right?" He slowly nodded and I smiled. I would have to get to know these two before I changed their memories, it would make it easier. "Will you two be battling soon?"

"We're not sure yet. Is that why you're here? Or do you have another reason for randomly coming into our room?" Killua asked, leaning back on one hand. I made myself look nervous as I smiled.

"Sorry, I've been watching you as you came up into the top floor. I've been stuck up here for quite a while, and I was wondering if you could help me out."

"Well, who are you scheduled to go against?" Gon asked. I searched their memories, since I'd forgotten to check the list of names.

"Hisoka." That put a face to the guy in the hallway. Their eyes widened, and I could tell that was not a good opponent to be going up against, both from their reactions and their memories of the guy. Apparently they'd went through the Hunter Exam with him.

"When do you have to go against him?" Killua asked, saying 'him' as if it was a dangerous bomb, if said wrong it would explode.

"Two weeks." They both sighed and sat down.

"You might as well give up now. Hisoka would be impossible to beat, especially a girl like you." I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Hey, what is that supposed to mean, mister sexist!?" I took a deep breath and regained my composition. "I mean, what makes you say that?"

"We've known Hisoka a long time, and he's way too strong for you. He's way too strong for most people. You should cancel the battle, go against someone else." Killua explained, and though his vagueness irritated me, I knew it was irrelevant since I wasn't really going up against him.

"But that would give me a bad name, forfeiting before I even tried to beat him. Couldn't you at least try to help me? Please?" I went into girly-girl mode and batted my eyes, and the two sighed.

'Alright, but don't say we didn't warn you." Gon said in defeat. "What type of nen do you have?"

"Uh... Well... I'm a conjurer." I said, figuring it'd be the easiest type of nen to change a memory to fit. Killua nodded.

"Can you demonstrate for us?" I shrugged and pretended to do so, instantly changing their memories to believe I did. Gon nodded.

"Well, we're not nen experts, so maybe we should focus on something else. How are your fighting skills?"

"I'm not sure exactly, I've been out for a while. I just recently recovered from a match. I could demonstrate my skills against one of you, if you'd like." Gon nodded.

"I'll go against you, but we should be careful. We wouldn't want to break anything." I nodded. At least in this case I wouldn't have to change their memories, I knew how to fight. For five minutes I kept up a no-nen match against Gon, until Killua stopped us.

"Alright, your skills are okay. But no where near Hisoka level. You need to make your aim more accurate, and learn to dodge quicker. Several times you were a millisecond from being punched, and that millisecond will cost you dearly with Hisoka." I nodded, and continued listening to his advice, though I knew it was pointless. I did it to see how he thought.

For the next five days I hung out around the two, and Gon started referring to me as their friend, and though I never objected to it, I knew I could never be considered their friend. I was about to do the unforgivable to them anyways. One day, the three of us sat, eating ice cream. I had strawberry, Killua had chocolate, which I quickly learned was his favorite flavor of anything, and Gon had vanilla. My phone rang, and I answered it.

"Hello?"

"How much longer is it going to be?" Illumi's voice came, and I almost dropped my ice cream. Killua was close enough to most likely hear Illumi's voice. I hopped down from my position on the edge of the table and walked away.

"Bad timing, I was next to him. I had to get to know them, so it would be easier to do. I'll start my job immediately."

"You'd better. This is starting to drag on, and I don't like that." I nodded and hung up, pocketing my phone. I finished my ice cream and ate the cone on my way back over.

"Who was that?"

"No one, just a family member of mine."

"What did they want?"

"They were just asking how I was doing, making sure I had healed properly from that match, all of that."

"You're lying," Killua said, and I looked at them, but before I could defend myself he continued. "You're heartbeat. It's beating irregularly, you're lying."

I sighed. "Killua, Gon. It's time you learned what my real type of nen is." I was suddenly behind them and karate chopped my hands into the back of their necks, knocking them out, though they would have thought I was still in front of them thanks to my nen. I slung them over my shoulders and carried them to my room, laying them on the two beds inside. I clapped my hands together and grinned. "Lets get started, shall we?"