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My mind was hazy, my senses fuzzy; I couldn't tell where I was. I forced my eyes open and blinked to clear the blurriness out of them, but a bright light off to the side kept me from seeing more than a sliver of my surroundings. I was sitting on something soft, with another object- probably a blanket- resting on top of me. Under the back of my head was something cold. An ice pack. I tilted my head downward a bit, seeing a brown and black shape. Ryu was laying on the ground next to me.

My memory came back to me- opening the gate too fast and getting clobbered. I sat up quickly, bashing my forehead against the metal bars that lined the bottom of the top bunk (something I had done multiple times) and received a burst of pain.

"Ow! Dear god, that hurts!" I cried out, holding my throbbing head. I groaned and fell back onto my pillow. Man, that hurt more than slamming your foot into a random object at night that shouldn't be there.

Three people rushed into my room- Gon, Killua, and Kurapika had heard me.

Killua whistled. "Do you intentionally hurt yourself, or is that just natural?" He teased. Despite myself, I laughed.

"No, I don't try to hurt myself. I'm just really clumsy when it comes to small spaces."

"Ne, Kyle, are you okay?" Gon asked worriedly. I waved a hand at him.

"I'm fine. Believe it or not, I've hit myself on that gate many times. I always forget to move out of the way," I said. I dropped my hand down, since the pain started to recede. "By the way, what happened?"

"Well, you got hit in the chest by the gate, which knocked you down, and banged your head against the ground. You passed out cold," Kurapika explained. He gestured to Ryu. "She was immediately by you, licking your face and whining."

"Sorry girl." I patted her side and scratched her ears, her favorite spot. "What about the horses?"

"We unsaddled the ones we were riding and let them out with the others. The stuff we left draped over the fence. We didn't want to take too much time putting it up."

I sat up again, this time making sure to slouch a bit so my head wouldn't hit the metal above me. "How long was I out?"

Gon piped in this time. "About an hour."

"An hour?!" Seriously? No way! It didn't feel that long...

"Yeah. We thought you would wake up, but after a few minutes when you didn't wake up we took you back to the house. Gon carried you," Killua said, pointing at the raven-haired boy.

"Ugh," I moaned. Blacking out in front of them was okay, I guess, but Gon actually had to carry me back? "You really did that, Gon? You didn't have to."

"It was fine," he responded. "I've carried heavier things, and besides, you weigh almost nothing!"

"Great," I muttered. People had often pointed out how skinny I look, and some asked me if I was even eating enough. I was, actually- I ate huge meals and a lot of snacks in between, but I never seemed to gain much weight. Seems that more people have hitched a ride on that train.

A rumbling sound interrupted the conversation. Gon smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, I haven't had anything to eat since yesterday," he said. I swung my legs over the side of my bed and stood up, stretching a bit.

"Okay then. I'll see if I can whip something up. Kurapika, Killua, you want some food too?" I asked, walking towards my room door.

"Yeah, I'll have some," Killua said.

"I'm not really hungry," Kurapika responded. I paused and gave him a look, like You sure you're not hungry? I'd take the offer of free food any time. He shrugged, and I sighed. Oh well.

My family's house wasn't very big. It was a one story, about 1,500 square feet. If you walked through the front door, right to your left was a door that led to my older sister Alex's room. If you continued a few steps forward, the wall on your right expanded, and the kitchen was placed there. It had two openings, one by the door and the other by the living room. It was surrounded on two sides by a wall and on the other two by a half wall.

Across the hall from the kitchen was the door to my room, which was the smallest bedroom in the house. The walls were painted swirling patterns of different shades of blue and green, and the floor was carpet. On the immediate right when you walked through the door was a dresser that held majority of my clothes. At the back side of the room was a single window, most of the time either covered by blinds or translucent curtains. By the left of the window was a desk with an old computer and a black chair, and across from that on the right was my bunk bed (I slept on the bottom- the top was a half fort-ish thing and half storage space). At the foot of my bed there was a kind of indent in the wall where my parents hung a metal rod, and it's where I put my shirts and shoes.

If you walked outside my room and followed the wall left, you came across the bathroom and the back door. That was the back side of the house, and there were big windows that ran from the ceiling to the floor for a few feet. After extending twenty feet from the bathroom wall across the back wall, you came across a corner that ran straight to the kitchen wall. The living room took up all the space in that area, filled with a 20" TV and two couches. One was directly facing the TV, and the other one was at a 90 degree angle from it. They folded out into beds for when we had guests. A bookcase sat nearby, stuffed with the different novels each person in the family liked.

Outside in the back we had a large wooden porch where we ate most of our meals, since we didn't have a dining table. A large picnic table sat on the right side, with a grill not far from it, and stairs leading down to the grass by the door.

Finally, in between the living room area and the kitchen another hallway branched out, with a door to my parents room on the left and a door to a second bathroom that also connected around to the master bedroom on the right.

I walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge, smiling when I found some leftover sausage. I put it on a plate and popped it into the microwave for a bit, then returned to the fridge and grabbed a few eggs. I pulled a pan down from above the oven and put it on the stove, heating it up. While it warmed, I grabbed some bread and put it in the toaster, setting the heat to make sure it was a perfect golden brown.

"You move really fast around the place, Kyle! Do you cook often?" Gon commented. I flashed him a smile as I started to break the eggs into a bowl and broke the yolk, adding a bit of milk to the mix.

"Well, I used to complain to my parents about how I was always hungry, so they taught me a few things. I make most of my meals myself now, except for dinner." I explained while I poured the mix of eggs into the pan, scrambling them with a spatula. "Scrambled eggs are my favorite thing for breakfast."

A few minutes later we sat outside on the porch, me, Gon and Killua wolfing down sausage, toast and scrambled eggs and Kurapika reading a book he took from the living room and crunched on a piece of toast. I glanced at the cover. Into the Twilight. I wondered if he ever read Si-Fi books before. They were favored by my dad, so I hadn't done more than glanced through them.

When me and the two boys had finished our meal, Gon and Killua started chatting with each other, so I glanced at the back the novel and understood why Kurapika had chosen it. Dad had explained a bit to me before. It was about how people wanted to explore different galaxies in space and other things about dimensions and such.

Kurapika glanced over, noticing me looking at the book. "How do you think we got here, Kyle?" he asked.

I propped my arm up and rested my head on my hand, thinking. "Well, obviously something happened that made the Accompany card go haywire and bring Killua and Gon here. Their arrival probably triggered some weird space-time-continuum thing, which could explain you being transported here as well. Now I'm just wondering if other people from your world will be transferred here too, and how we can reverse it so you can go back home."

My eyes were probably distant looking, like they usually were when I started thinking of things like this. Questions I couldn't answer, theories of our world, other worlds, the meaning of life, what happens after we died, and other things like that would come across my mind. I would try to explain them as well as I could, but the human mind can only do so much to comprehend things we can't explain. Sure, maybe in the future we could answer a few of those long theoretical questions, but there would always be the certain ones that no one can answer because there is no way to track what happens, or see into the future or past.

I brought myself back to see Kurapika and Killua looking at me strangely, and Gon- well, I could practically see steam coming out of his ears. "What?" I asked, wondering why they were staring at me.

"You think too much," Killua said, shaking his head.

"I didn't think many people thought that way, and I certainly didn't think you did, Kyle," Kurapika stated.

I looked at them with a confused expression for a few seconds, but then it hit me. Oh. I must've said that out loud. I didn't know how to reply so I just stayed quiet, avoiding eye contact with the boys.

"I'm... going inside for some water," I mumbled, standing up and going through the door quickly.

I leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping my drink and watching the three Hunters. Gon had recovered from his... steam state and was cheerily talking with his friends. I put down the cup and sighed. How could they be so relaxed when they didn't even know if they could go back to their world? Gon might never find his dad, and Kurapika might never avenge his people because they would be stuck here.

There was a sound of a car door slamming, and then a few seconds later the front door opened. "I'm home, Kylie! Jordan had to go somewhere so I left early." I froze.

Crap. Alex was home.

Alex, short for Alexandra, is my older sister by three years. She's a sophomore in high school and has her driver's license. She looks a lot like me- same nose, same mouth, same auburn hair, but her eyes are brown while mine are hazel. She was an inch taller than me, and refused to call me by the nickname the whole town gave me, instead calling me Kylie, my real name. When all the people in the city you live in call you Kyle, it was nice that she called me by my correct name. She was daring, a bit childish, practically thinking, and loved to tease me (which I did right back). We're really close.

Now she had come home early.

And worse, the boys had heard the two doors and were coming to investigate.

"What's wrong with you, Kylie? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Get in your room. Now!" I ordered, panicked. Alex had no idea about the current situation, and the Hunters would make it worse before I explained it to her.

"I'm not going to listen to you if you order me around like I wasn't your older sister," she said, glaring at me.

"Alex, please! It's really important!"

She huffed. "Fine."

I rushed her into her room just as the boys started coming in. I waved my hand at them while mouthing "Stay away" before I closed the door.

Alex's room was similar to mine in a few ways. The wall was the same colors, different shades of blue and green, but it had a green background and dotted with varying sized blue circles, and the floor was carpet. She had two windows, one on the wall at the front of the house and one at the side, which were covered by blue curtains. Immediately after you opened the door, right in front of you was her water bed which took up a fourth of the room. On the left side she had a table with our shared XBox 360 and the cable box sitting on it, and a TV hanging on the wall above it. The last corner of the room held, similar to mine, an indent in the wall where she hung her shirts. On the left of the door she had a desk with a computer and a gray chair.

Alex sat down on the edge of her bed, then fell backwards onto the covers. The bed swayed with her movement as she stared at the ceiling, where she hung posters above her bed to look at when she lies down.

"So, what is it that is so important we have to discuss it right now?" She asked.

I messed with my hands, thinking about what I was going to say. "You know how you got me into Hunter X Hunter?" I asked.

"Yeah. By the way, how is it?"

"It's awesome, but that's not the point."

"Then what is the point?"

"Did you hear about that flash of light that happened last night?"

"Everyone in town did. Hurry up and get to the point already."

"So, that flash of light..."

"Yeah?"

"Brought Killua, Gon, and Kurapika from their world into ours."

"..."

"..."

"Kylie?"

"...Yeah?"

"You're insane."


It had taken me some time (about 45 minutes) to convince Alex that I wasn't making up the fact that characters from Hunter X Hunter had showed up at the front door, and another 15 minutes to tell her what had gone on since they arrived. She still didn't fully believe me, so when I finished explaining, she stood up and headed outside, me trailing behind her.

The Hunter trio was in the living room, sitting on the couches and talking with each other. They looked up at Alex as she walked right up to Killua and performed what my family called a "Baka Slap"-starting from the bottom back of a person's head and hitting them as you moved your hand upwards. It often times messed up a person's hair and it was painful, too. If you received it by doing something that the hitter deemed stupid, they would say "baka" as they hit you. Me and Alex often drawled it out. Luckily she didn't say anything.

"What the hell?!"

"Wha?!"

"Huh?!"

"Alex!"

Now Killua was staring at my older sister, completely pissed off, while Alex simply stood there, her eyes switching between her hand and the former assassin. The air was tense and crackling with electricity- almost literally.

"Hmm. So you are legit," She said. I facepalmed.

"Are you kidding me?!" I yelled at her. "You hit KILLUA, a FORMER PROFESSIONAL ASSASSIN WHO COULD KILL US IN LESS THAN A SECOND, because you thought he was a FREAKING COSPLAYER!?"

"Yup," came her nonchalant reply. I groaned.

"Who the hell is this, Kyle?!" Killua growled without breaking eye contact with my sister. His eyes, oh god... they were another visual mark that he was really mad. It was terrifying. How Alex could stay calm was a mystery to me.

I laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of my head. "Kurapika, Killua, Gon, this Alex, my older sister. She's 16. Alex, this is Gon, Kurapika, and Killua."

"I know who they are already," she glanced at me.

Gon, who was now holding Killua back, looked between us in confusion. "Why would hitting Killua see if he was real or not?" He asked.

"I was seeing if he was wearing a wig," Alex replied.

"OF COURSE I'M NOT WEARING A WIG YOU STUPID-" Gon clamped a hand over the silver-haired boy's mouth, effectively muffling the insulting words.

I pulled my sister back a few feet, mumbling a "Stay away from him, idiot," then walking into the kitchen, searching through the cupboards. There were only a few things that could calm down a angry Killua, and one of them was-

"Aha!" I pulled down a box of chocolate Pocky and opened it. It was completely full, so I handed it to the fuming Killua. He took it from me and gladly started to eat, slowly calming down.

I let out the breath I was holding. "Okay, now that that's all fixed, can we try to not kill each other?"

"Sure." Alex sat down on the couch diagonal to the one where Gon and Killua were sitting, next to Kurapika. I sat on the arm and watched them carefully. Last thing I wanted was a dead sister or another ordeal like that.

"How much had Kylie told you about herself? Because obviously she hasn't said anything about me," my older sister said.

"Kylie? I thought your name was Kyle," Kurapika said, closing his book. He had been silent since Alex had showed up, but obviously he was listening intently. Killua and Gon were staring at me now; I felt like I was being interrogated.

"Kyle is what everyone calls me in town. I've tried to get them to call me by my real name, Kylie, but they don't listen," I said. "I've gotten used to it, and now it's what I go by."

"Wait, so, Kyle... you're really a girl?" Gon asked. I nodded.

"You can call me Kylie or Kyle, I don't mind either one."

"Never thought it," Killua said, munching on the Pocky. He had already gone through half the box. HALF THE BOX! It had been like, thirty seconds! That kid had a problem.

There was a short pause, and then Alex spoke up. "So you two came here while using the Accompany card you got at the end of the Greed Island game?" she asked, gesturing to Gon and Killua. Then nodded.

"Dang. I wanted to ask questions," she muttered under her breath.

"What kind of questions?" Kurapika asked.

"Well-"

I jabbed her with my elbow in the side, which got me a glare. I mouthed Stop it. "Nothing," she sighed. She pouted, but then got a glint in her eye, like she had an idea, and I tensed. Her "payback" plans always were the worst things.

"Alex, if you tell them... nevermind. Just don't freak them out, okay?" I asked, rubbing my face. It was 9:30 in the morning and already I was super tired. Maybe that's how mothers felt.

"Alex-san, do you know about us like Kylie does?" Gon asked. I noticed the "san" at the end of her name.

"We-ell... I've watched the anime, but I've seen episodes past the one Kylie is on, so technically, I know your futures," she replied.

"Really?"

"Yeah! I can-" I hit her in the ribs with my elbow again, shaking my head. She couldn't tell them what happens in the future. Not only would she spoil it for me, but she could mess up the entire Hunter X Hunter series by the possibility of them changing their actions.

"You talk about this 'anime' thing a lot. Can we see it?" Killua asked, eating the last of the Pocky. Seriously, there was something wrong with that kit. He devoured whole box of Pocky in two minutes.

I made eye contact with Alex; she nodded and I smiled. Finally we agreed on something. We spoke at the same time.

"No."
"Sure!"

"Huh?!"


Was that a good spot to end it? *looks back* probably. So the next chapter, they're gonna watch themselves! Maybe.

Kylie: No.

Alex: I'm still going to let them watch it.

Regarding Kyle/Kylie's name, you can refer to them either way you feel like. I'm going to go with Kylie, though there will be times when she acts more like a guy and I'll refer to her as Kyle. She doesn't think about herself as either of them. And yes, this could actually happen. I was mistook for a guy when I cut my hair short for a year (yes, it actually happened).

How did you like Alex? I tried to make her a bit childish, but serious when it comes to Kylie. Was she okay?

I need some ideas for nicknames that Killua would give Alex and Kylie, because he's not Killua if he doesn't give people slightly insulting nicknames.

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