Author's notes:Hi guys! This is my first ever fan fic so I'm not really sure how to go about writing the author's notes so please bear with me. I've been inspired by so many of the wonderful fanfictions here, mostly from Harvest Moon and Hunter x Hunter. I hope my fanfiction also brings happiness to other people. Oh this is a Killua x OC fic.
New note:
I have been reediting the chapters, and I have added quite a lot to chapter one. I really hope that the chapters are better written this time, with a lot more character in them. :)
Disclaimer:I don't own Hunter x hunter. I do own Raiha though.
It was one of those nights in York Shin city. One of those nights were there was a rumble in the air, like an electric current. The lights blared, footsteps shuffled, voices laughed, shouted, jeered, and whispered. It was one of those nights when something out of the ordinary would happen. Something serendipitous. An event almost like the tipping of a domino: small, quiet, but the catalyst of a momentous series of occurrences.
A young man with black, rather pointy looking hair was walking along the streets. He was of fair height with tan skin and dark brown eyes, and wore dark cargo pants and a green hoodie. He hummed to himself while his eyes wandered from one shop to another, lingering for a few seconds when he would come across a restaurant. He would have seemed ordinary if not for the energy that seemed to radiate from him. He seemed like a spring that had been pushed down by someone's palm, ready to jump and recoil at the first chance. He walked at a slow leisurely pace but it felt like he could burst out running at a moment's notice. His eyebrows furrowed a bit and he slowed his pace.
"Aah, why are there so many good looking restaurants in York Shin? It feels like no matter how long I stay here I'll never be able to eat at all the restaurants. Deciding where to eat for dinner would be so much easier if…"
He stopped for a second as his eyes finally registered the presence of something that was in front of him. Or rather, someone.
There was a young girl standing in front of him. It was difficult not to stop at the sight of her because she contrasted so much to the backdrop that was the city. The lights seemed garish and the people merely dark shadows. Her hair fell past her shoulders and almost reached her chest, soft layers framing her pale face. Her hair was a strange shade of silvery blue, the color of Winter, something that fell in between the sky and the snow. Her skin was also pale, but there was still some blush in her cheeks. She had very dark eyes, nearly black. Her mouth was slightly open, her pink lips parted, revealing her two front teeth. She was not a very petite girl, she was long and slender, and the young man thought she must have been around his height. In York Shin it was common to see people wearing all sorts of clothing, but hers was still a bit strange. Hanzo, one of the people he met from the hunter exam 5 years ago, had shown him a photo of the people from his hometown. The women were wearing some sort of robe with long sleeves and a sash tied in the middle. Hanzo had told him it was called a kimono. The girl was wearing something similar to that except that hers was rather short, going past her mid thigh. The kimono was also looser, much more open in the neckline. It had a pattern of small triangular shaped flowers on a black background. In one of the girl's hands was a very long, very slim sword in a case with crisscrossed linear patterns; the other held a sheet of some sort.
The girl stared at him then looked at the sheet in her hand. It wasn't a sheet, but a photo it seemed. A photo of him standing next to another man of around the same age, but with hair of white, sharply contrasting to his own. She stared at him again and a tentative smile formed on her lips. She walked up to him and smiled again, this time more deliberately, pink lips curling up, just the slightest hint of a dimple of her cheek. She was rather pretty thought the young man.
"Err, excuse me, but is your name Gon? Gon Freecs? " He was surprised upon hearing his name fall from her lips. Strange, he had no idea at all who this girl was. He had met a lot of people in his life, and he wanted to think his memory was reliable enough.
"Uh, yes that is me. " He smiled back at the girl. Her dark eyes flickered with something akin to relief.
"Finally! " The girl stuffed the photo somewhere inside her sleeve and held out her hand.
"I know it might seem strange to have a random person come up to you like this, but I've been looking for you since a few days ago. Oh, I'm Raiha by the way. " She stretched her hand a bit closer to him.
"Ah well you already know me so I guess I don't have to introduce myself. " He shook her hand and was surprised at how rough it was, callouses here and there. He expected her hands to be soft. His eyes did a quick one-over the girl's figure. At first glance it was easy to think she was delicate, fragile, the soft froth at the end of a wave. But on closer inspection Gon could tell she was more than a pretty face in foreign clothing. The way she held herself, slightly guarded, the way she gripped his hand, and something he didn't have a name for in those eyes. Something he had seen a few times already, in the eyes of his friends, and the Hunters he's met. "But, again, I'm Gon. "
"It's nice to finally meet you Gon." The girl stood at his side and seemed to be waiting for something. 'Err, were you heading somewhere?'
"I was looking for a place to eat."
"Oh...Umm. Before this gets any awkward I'll just get right into it. I'm looking for a friend of yours. Killua Zaoldeyk. White hair, blue eyes. Errrrr... " Raiha paused for a while and put one hand in the air. She was moving it up and down uncertainly and finally let it hover a few inches above Gon's head. "Probably this tall? I think. "
Gon cocked his head to the side. Killua had never mentioned this girl before. And to be honest she didn't seem to sure about what she was saying. He smiled at her and said "Yeah, Killua. He's probably just walking around looking for -"
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Speak of the devil.
"Hello. Killua? Yeah, I'm just...Oh there? I guess that's fine. Oh I have something to tell -!"
Gon blinked, moved the phone from his ear and stared at it. He shrugged at the girl next to him. "He hung up. "
"But...he's near right? You'll be meeting him later, right? "
"Yes."
The girl sighed. "So this is it huh."
"Sorry did you say something? "
"Uh nothing. So uh, will you be going to the meeting place now? "
"Yes, we were just about to eat dinner. Why don't you-"
"I'll join you! " the girl interrupted eagerly. "Why don't you give me directions? There's some things I have to pick up first. "
Gon, an amused expression on his face gave the girl, Raiha, the directions to the restaurant Killua was waiting in. He was dying to ask her who she was exactly, how did she know Killua, why was she looking for him but she looked like she was in a hurry and he figured it would all be clear enough later. The girl waved goodbye and promised to meet him and Killua there as soon as she was done with whatever it was she had to do.
Gon looked at the girl who was now slightly running and skillfully avoiding the crowds of people on the street. Strange night it would be it seemed. He started walking towards the direction of the restaurant, not knowing that he was walking awfully slowly, his mind preoccupied by the girl. He had no idea just what he had started.
Raiha ran across the streets of York Shin looking for the hotel she was staying in. She was almost starting to feel hopeless but finally. Finally she found him. Not him exactly, but his friend, which was nearly as good. She knew there must have been something about the sparks she felt in the air this morning. This city was too large. There were too many people. Something must have led her to that exact spot tonight, something she couldn't name. She wasn't such a big fan of destiny. Maybe it was just that her odds were good tonight.
She took a deep breath and stared at her hotel room. There wasn't a lot she had to pack up. She grabbed her things and stuffed them in a large backpack. Then she started to move out the door but she stopped herself in time. She didn't feel right. She paused, patted the sides of her hips, checked her bag, and finally realized that she was missing the thing she had been grasping in her hand for almost the entire day. "Oops, almost forgot you. " She grabbed the long slim sword from that was on top of the bed.
"Okay, I think I'm going to freak out a bit now. "
She started jumping around the room and finally jumped on the bed. If anyone had suddenly opened the door and seen her mid-freak out, they would have probably tried to get her to seek some sort of professional help. She was surprised at herself. Her heartbeat was fast and loud. She could feel it in her head almost. She breathed deeply to calm herself down and slowly her heart returned to its usual steady rhythm.
"What am I doing... I've rehearsed this a million times. Just play it cool. This isn't a big deal. Repeat. This isn't a big deal. I've handled worse things. " She set her shoulders squarely.
It had been too long. Far too long that she had had too much time to prepare for it, in retrospect. But she had too little to go on, her memories too brief, she didn't know what she would be dealing with. She relied too much on things being the same, but she wasn't the same. Would he be?
"There's nothing else to do but just go for it. "
