Okay. This is my first fanfic that an be changed by what you think! Post in the review what you want to happen, no matter how stupid! Just keep in mind that I don't write lemons. I won't write the next chapter until I have something worthy to write about! So this is all depending on y'all! If I select you, I will PM you and maybe you can help me write.

If I wanted to put my life in a dramatic entrance, I should say that it was a dark and stormy night.

But had it been, I wouldn't have gone there.

There was a giant tree in the center of the depressing assemble of ramshackled buildings that I have begrudgingly called my home. The tree is not the tallest tree that you could find, as that one is much more impressive, but our tree- though I'm not sure if it can be considered mine- is still magnificent. From the bottom of the ground, among the moist dirt that has accumulated, protrudes roots that have manifested from a mahogany colored trunk. The trunk bursts as much upwards as it does sideways, making it the target of many young children's hearts, as they wish to climb it.

During the daytime, I would have given up climbing it in fear of breaking a small child's finger under my stealthy toes. In the dead night, under a full moon, however, there is just enough light to climb up with a challenge and not break your neck in the process. So I went and did just that.

Another magnificent property of the tree is that it gets harder to climb as you get higher, and much more dangerous, so your location flaunts your skills at tree climbing, and fact that you are flirting with death, or more of, flirting with the hospital nurses that will come to help you soon.

And so, as expected by the stereotypes and assumptions of my personality, I decided to climb this formidable beast- not formidable to me, as I could do it with my eyes closed.

I've been climbing this tree since before I passed the Hunter exam- quite a while ago, when I was ten. I would have passed at nine, had it not been that I had taken a soda full of laxatives from a suspicious man.

I was thinking about this when clouds started to cover the pale, naked moon, and the navy sky, and I spiraled down the branches, wanting to avoid the rain that was sure to come in this land with bipolar weather. The days literally alternated from hundred degree weather to rain every other day.

I was heading back to my house, when I took a wrong turn, and before I knew it, I was very lost, very very wet, and very very very annoyed.

Had this been a book, a prince would have come to save me, but alas, I am alive and speaking before you, not as a book, so this did not happen. Instead, I spent an hour finding my way home and opened the door to my house.

Allow me to paint you a mental picture.

Picture a room the size of a small bathroom, perhaps a medium one depending on your standards. Now, place a dirty, dusty, undersized bed in it, and a flickering lightbulb hanging from the ceiling, illuminating scratched, graffitied, and dusty walls.

That is all of my house.

This, my friends, is my depressing life.

I remember passing the Hunter exam, and being taught Nen by Menchi, who was super strict, and taught me to cook despite the fact that I didn't want to be a gourmet Hunter. I became an exotic plant Hunter, and discovered the medical and foodical uses for various plants that were rare and more often then not deadly.

I thought I was a good for nothing who was useless except for her public view on the plants she found, and all I could ever do is play video games and write poetry.

I knew I was useless.

And then I met him.

Review with who 'he' is and how they meet! You choose, Ill go with it! I'll be waiting for a review!