This is an edited version. You do not have to read this again if you already did. If this is your first time then go ahead and enjoy. My good friend 'CHARLIE' helped me out with my horrible grammar. Thank you so much, I had no idea how badly i sucked until I saw your version :p.

Anyway Hunter x Hunter belongs to Togashi. Shei Nonoka belongs to me, and only me.

Warnings: Yaoi. Mild Yuri.

Chapter 1

(Machi now...)

Whale Island

"Why are you doing this to me, Aunt Mito?!" Machi protested in anger. Mito remained calm at her fuming niece, and continued preparing dinner, cutting small slices of onion for the Mito's special onion soup, which Machi didn't particularly like.

"Look," her aunt calmly said, her eyes still fixed on the chopping board before her," you are an excellent student and this school you are attending is just a waste of our money and your great potential sweetie..."

" ..But why wait all this time? I'm almost grade eleven now, just two more years left for me. Why change me now? What about all my friends?" Machi interrupted. "I've been in this school my entire life, ever since kindergarten and all my friends expect to see me next year, now that there are only a few more weeks left for school to end."

"I know how you're feeling, trust me, but there's nothing I can do about it, your parents didn't realize that this school was just a rip off and now that they've passed away it's my job to make sure you get the best education, we have the money you know that, but I am not going to spend it on a school that doesn't even have a proper science lab, or a gym. Come on Machi we both know that Zeto Grammar School is just a school that wasted your time and money," her aunt said, now dropping the onions in the pan and stirring them around.

Machi was too irritated to have anything to say back. She knew her aunt was right, but why now? Now that Machi was already at the top of the social ladder at her school, it was almost like her second home now. And she wasn't about to let go of what she valued so deeply.

The kitchen was filled with silent tension as they both ate dinner in silence. Machi was about to thank her aunt and retreat to her room, but her aunt stood up and took her plate to the sink, then walked over to Machi and placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Look I already registered you in your new school, and trust me you will make new friends easily. Sometimes change is good Machi, we all go through it someday and now is your time. You will thank me some day. I know what is good for you Machi and Stanispolous High School is good for you, one of the best high schools in the country. They actually teach in that school Machi, unlike this school where everyone just spends their time having fun. Besides, you need to start worrying about your university."

Her aunt gave her a friendly pat on the back and left the kitchen without another word. Machi pondered her aunt's words, and her aunt was right.

Honestly, Machi had started to get a little bored with her school, even though it was all about wasting time and having fun. She did need a change, but how was she going to tell her friends, especially since her new school was going to be situated four and a half hours away by sea and that she would be living for the upcoming two years in the dorms of her new school's campus.

She's was going to leave the peaceful quiet Whale Island by ship to the loud city of York. She was going to leave her fun Zeto Grammar School, to join the Stanispolous High School (SSH) of Yorkshin city. The most expensive school of that region, worthy of every Zenny spent.

How was she going to tell her boy friend about this? Machi never liked long distance relationships and she wasn't going to make an exception. She had to break up with Hanzo. But how would he handle it? He loved her loads, but she wasn't sure she felt the same way.

Machi stood up and emptied the remains of her dish into the bin; her aunt usually served more than what Machi could handle. Mito thought that she was too skinny, so she needed more nutrition. Machi was a little underweight, but she wasn't skinny at all. She had huge, radiant hazel eyes and blue frizzled shoulder-length hair.

Machi then went to her room after turning off the kitchen lights. The house lights were off by nine at night. She was expected to go to bed at nine; it was one of the house rules.

Machi lived alone with her aunt – the only family member she had left other than distant relatives whom she didn't even know about. Machi was the only child her parents ever had, but wasn't particularly lonely - she had a lot of amazing friends by her side. Her parents passed away two years ago in their place of work. Machi's life after her parents' death had been nothing but a series of highs and lows, some fortunate good and the unfortunate bad. It was either the best two years of her life, or the absolute worse.

In these past years, she had made the perfect friends, went to awesome parties, and lived the life - not bad for a 16 year old. But the downs, were all the pain she's been through emotionally; dealing with backstabbers and haters, people from her past, friends she abandoned, finding out about moving to a new school just now, getting in trouble all the time and getting grounded all the time because of how strict her aunt was.

It was only around 9 at night and Machi never really obeyed any rules, let alone the house rules, so it wasn't surprising that she always got herself in trouble. She turned on her desk light and sat at her school desk.

Usually, she would wait an hour till her aunt was fully asleep so she could sneak out to meet up with her friends and go on a drinking adventure, or join a random party at someone's house. Everyone in Whale Island knew everyone else in one way or another. If you didn't know a particular someone, you probably knew his brother, or his best friend. She decided against sneaking out this time; she had a test first class tomorrow. Not that she needed the study or the sleep.

And plus, she still didn't know how to confront her friends about the news, so sneaking out wasn't the best thing to do at that moment.

She looked around her room. Purple painted walls, black mahogany wooden bed, dresser and desk, and lilac velvet covers and matching curtains. She stared at her laptop in front of her, but she also decided against it, not wanting to sign on to msn and talk to annoying people she didn't want to talk to.

So she took her favorite Naruto Yaoi fan fiction, all printed out. It was called roommates, by a writer nicknamed Fast Forward. Machi found this amazing fanfic at an online website and fell in love. She had read a good sixty pages or so, and could've finished it, but she was too tired for some unknown reason - it was too early to be tired…

She put the fanfic back in her drawer, away from the sight of her aunt who tended to stride in on her, ignoring her privacy. She turned off her desk light, got off her desk, and tucked herself in the velvet covers of her warm, welcoming bed.

Meteor City

(Shei Nonoka now...)

While Machi was sleeping, Shei Nonoka was walking along a gravel path as she surveyed the patio of the small residence of her target Asuma Akamatsu. She enjoyed the sound of the gravel crushing under her leather boots as she stepped forward.

Asuma was a man in his late sixties, the leader of one of the many organizations connected to the mafia, and his death would mean the failure of one of the auctions held at York Shin. She had to get the job done, to kill the man but was disappointed by the mission she had been assigned. Had Hisoka underestimated her skills? She was a professional hunter after all. In the end, the money was good, so whatever mission was assigned to her she'd accept as long as the pay was good. Still though, killing this man, as old as he was, meant destroying the mastermind behind the success of the auction. She only had that day to kill him; it was a rare day because he was alone, without his nen-user security guards.

She was going to make this quick - kill the man and leave. Shei bent down in front of the door of the house and expertly picked the lock with a lock-picking kit. Once the door clicked, she inched it open before standing and replacing her tools. She entered and closed the door behind her leaving it slightly ajar. Then, she carefully took out her silenced gun from the side pocket of her jumper and slowly made her way toward Asuma's bedroom. She made sure that not even her own footsteps made any sound. She was, without any doubt: an expert.

Shei had planned this on her way here; it wasn't a difficult job. As a matter of fact, it was like a walk in the park for her. There was no thrill of the hunt, no excitement. Still, this was an important man. She reached his bedroom which wasn't that difficult to find since she has already been told everything she needed to know to get the job done.

She knew that the body wasn't going to be found until at least a week later; this man's house was in the middle of nowhere, on the outskirts of Meteor city. He thought no one knew about this new location, and that no one could trace him down, but Hisoka did, with the help of Rippo.

By the time they'd discover the body, any evidence suggesting Shei was ever there would be gone and even the bullet wouldn't be retraceable. Shei's bullets were custom made and had no retraceable number on them. They were clean, and she had three custom made guns at the moment, all especially made for her. The silenced gun being one, a handgun for other-kill and-run jobs and a golden gun with the number thirteen engraved on it in roman numerals the third. It was her favorite handmade weapon and she called it her "Bad Luck 13", made by her favorite illegal weapon manufacturer, Rippo. He gave it to her as a gift for her fourteenth birthday. She decided to only use it if she was on an exciting thrill-of-the-hunt-job, or if she was killing someone worthy enough to be shot down by one of her golden bullets. She had only used it once before, in her four year experience of assassination and thievery, to kill her own brother on one of her missions. She knew it was her brother, and the last direct family member she ever knew she had.

She slowly turned the doorknob to Mr. Asuma's room, and she poking her head inside first, then letting herself in before shutting the door behind her. She wore black leather gloves, she didn't want her fingerprints to be all over the place and risk exposure. She saw the old man sleeping soundly on his bed. She didn't interrupt his sleep; just walked over to his bed, ever so casually, and she stood at the side where he slept.

She aimed her silenced gun at the face of the sleeping man, one hand was tightly clasping the gun, and the other inside the other jumper pocket. The calm and serene look on the sleeping man, wrinkles, and the aged features made Shei flinch. How could a man who look so old and innocent, be the master mind behind deadly mafia projects?

And just before she pulled the trigger, Asuma's old, sleepy eyes peeked opened, and the last thing he ever saw were the piercing, emotionless silver eyes of his murderer.

(A little about Machi...)

Both Machi's
parents passed away in a tragic car accident on their way back from work at
the local Bank of Whale Island. Her aunt does a great job as a legal guardian,
but she can be over protective at times.

Machi was informed about her parents' death while she was attending school.
She didn't cry, matter of fact she felt no emotions at all. She just felt
this hollowness, this void inside of her, something she couldn't describe.
She loved her parents. She loved being with them, but why didn't she cry?
Why isn't she the least bit sad? All these thoughts and questions ran
through her head as she unconsciously solved the mathematical equations.

Later the same day, when she arrived home, it finally hit her. That's when
tears started to well up in her eyes, she didn't cry heavily but she was
very depressed later and her life became a series of highs and lows, the good
and the bad.
And now, that she had to leave her own school and start somewhere else, she
felt frustrated that she had to leave all her friends behind. What's harder
is the fact that she has to break up with her boyfriend Hanzo. She never liked
long distance relationships and she wasn't about to start.

The problem with Hanzo is that he's too in love with Machi, and she tried to
explain to him that she just likes him a lot, but not love, it's not her fault
she didn't love any of her boy friends, she can't argue with her heart.
But he was too blind to see where she was getting at. It's true what they say,
love is blind.

She hated him at other times, because he wouldn't give her space, he would
literally stalk her. He would call her every minute, and when her cell is off
he would call her house, when he knows what her aunt's position is with her
niece dating. He would literally cry if she doesn't pick up or if she leaves
him alone for some time. There was going to be an end to this sometime, and
Machi thought that this was the perfect time to do it. He was really selfish,
he'd always say he cared about her, but really all he cared about was his
own self.

Machi leads a very complicated life. But, who else is the reason behind the
complexity other than her.

Props to Lumi75 on this short section about Machi..its been bothering me for ages but this brilliant author helped me out! heh..made it seem so easy! thank you!

( A little about Shei's past…)

Thirteen may be an unlucky number for some people, but for Shei Nonoka, it's the number that saved her life. It's when she was saved from life on the streets.

She used to be a homeless thirteen year old, not knowing who her parents were, living with unknown groups of homeless people, under various bridges. She roamed the streets of York shin, eating things off people's garbage and leftovers.

Until her savior, her boss, Hisoka, saved her from her miserable life on the streets. He was a cold heartless bastard when he took her, however still, he took her, unlike her parents who just left her.

He trained her, to become what she is now, a cold-hearted assassin. She never experienced love, but Hisoka, as a trainer, showed her that she has to be strong in life and that not everything is made up of peaches and candy.

Later on, when she was 15, she finds out she has a brother, who lived with a wealthy family, he knew he had a sister out there, they were twins, but apparently when they were given up for adoption by apparently her whore of a mother, the couple only wanted the brother, they didn't want any girls, and Shei was sent to a foster home, she managed to escape when she was eleven after years of unhealthy diets and inhumane treatments.

Later on, she was assigned to murder the entire family who fostered her brother, and she gladly agreed, not that she had a choice. She could've just burned down the entire estate and watched them burn, but she decided she would kill each member personally, starting with the parents who didn't want her just because she was a girl, who pathetically begged for their lives, and ending with her brother, who knew about her all these years, who knew about her life on the streets and did nothing to get her back, she knew that because he told her, before she killed him using her Bad Luck 13 golden bullets. After that she just burned down the entire house.

She killed her brother…and at that moment, she felt superior. When she had aimed her gun at his temple and shot him down. She was left standing over his bloody corpse.

No family member of mine deserves to live, they're all a bunch of lowlives, Shei thought as she walked away from the burning house.

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