Hello there again, whoever you are who reads this story of mine which is obviously not that good and that is why I want to thank you so much. I'm trying to work on my skills so I'm sorry about grammatical errors and spellings and typographical errors and stuff. English ain't my first language. I will be editing the previous chapter once I finish posting this.

Anyways, I would like to thank FuyuShirotsuki for reviewing on the past chapter. You really think so? Thanks a lot! You just gave me a +motivation to continue my story.

Disclaimer: HunterxHunter is not mine. If it was, I wouldn't be writing fan fictions about them and just insert my own ideas to the original storyline. Plus, If it was mine, I'd delete Killua from the cast so he could be mine forever. I am just borrowing their characters.

Killua: Now, now. You can have me. *smirks*

Me: *blushes* Shut up. I was just kidding around. I'll go on with my story.

Killua: Fine, whatever you say. Say, are you free Saturday night? You always keep on saying you want me all yours yet you never try to make a move. *pouts* So I thought that maybe I should do the move first.

Me: SHUT UP KILLUA!

Killua: O-kay. But was that a yes?

Me: *blushes but glares at Killua*

Chapter 1 – Broken x Endings x Beginnings

Hanako's POV

"Cut it out. She's my sister." I said to the other student who was trying to intimidate my sister. Everyone keeps on trying to get under Izumi's skin. If only they knew how suicidal that was. It's a good thing that my sister has a long patience and that she doesn't scoop down to lower levels that were even lower than mud.

The other student looked at me with a smirk and then turned her attention back to Izumi. "Oh, so you still need to get rescued by your older sister, huh? Such a weakling you are." She said while looking at her and even pushing her.

"Aw, little sister is getting scared, she's about to pee," she teased using a sickening cute voice. "What? You need your older sister to change your diapers?" Uh-oh, I saw some jaw movements.

"Why don—"The girl wasn't able to finish her question.

A few moments later we were out of the cafeteria. It was a bit hard though, considering the fact that it was really crowded. Especially after what Izumi did.

"Don't you think you were a bit too harsh on her?" I swallowed when she glared at me.

"Tch. I wouldn't have done that if you didn't interfere," Oh, so it's my fault now? I was merely trying to cause less tension. I was actually trying to stop the other girl. "I was about to leave when you came. You know I hate it when you try to save me and treat me like your little sister." And with that I made a pouting face.

"But you are my little sister!" I argued. Not like it would work though.

"I'm fifteen, Hanako, and you're fully aware of my capabilities. It's a bit degrading to know that a professional hunter like me still needs to be secluded by my older sister."

"It's my duty as your sister!" well, that won't work as well. I suck at arguments like this and I hate losing arguments. It would be better if this would just get cut.

"Let's just end this discussion, shall we?" she said trying to end the argument. It worked.

"Fine, that would be good. You know I hate arguing with you." I stole a quick glance to look at her expression. It softened a bit, but then it quickly turned back to being blank. Why did she always raise her guard?

We were so different yet so alike in different ways. We both had the same passion for fighting, but our personalities were so different in a whole lot of levels; she wasn't sociable, I was. I had a lot of friends. Her? I don't know if she has. She always wore earphones and stayed silent all the time, while I had a really huge mouth. Both of us were smart, though I was the only one who aced our classes at school even if she was smarter than I was.

I couldn't help but sigh. Sometimes, Izumi was just so different from normal people. Not like I didn't want that. It was just that I was used to knowing how everyone thinks and using that ability, I could get to control them. It was frustrating that I couldn't guess what Izumi planned to do next but that made things more exciting. I wouldn't be able to read her mind no matter how hard I try. She's not like any other normal person.

I bid Izumi a see you later look and then ran off to my next class. In just a few weeks, we would have to stop studying in this school thanks to our job. I wasn't really sure that I was willing to go, I loved my job and all, but I had so many friends in this school that I couldn't help but miss them, especially Marcus.

Marcus and I have been dating for five months already and I can't say that I haven't fallen for the boy. I mean, who wouldn't fall for a handsome gentleman like him? There was no girl who would not fall for Marcus, except for Izumi, of course.

I didn't want to leave him here. I have gotten so attached to him. If only he was a hunter like me with the same abilities, he could've come with me. I have yet to tell him about our departure and I'm not sure how he would take it.

I doubted his love for me. He was a player by one look but I couldn't help but fall for him. His gentleman attitude was only a way for him to get more girls and to have them loosen up their buttons for him. In a few times, I could tell that he was a bit serious with me, compared to his other girls, but sometimes he wasn't really interested in me. My abilities really liked to hurt me big time.

As I made a sharp turn along the corridors I saw something that wasn't really that surprising.

It was Marcus, making out with another girl.

They moved in harmony as I saw their lips moving. It was hard for me to just look at the scene in front of me, what more to describe it.

I was expecting this to happen sooner or later, but I loved him so much that I thought to myself that maybe I could change him. I was too dumb to play blind. Even Izumi warned me about this, but what did I do? I didn't listen to her.

Now I was to pay the consequences.

I watched them kissing. It hurt but I didn't show that it did. I wouldn't cry here. I won't show him that I care. I won't hurt him. I'll let him be. Maybe later, I'll cry, in my room where no one would see me, but definitely not here.

I just stared at them when Marcus happened to open his eyes. He saw me. He stopped. He looked at me with surprise on his face but I just raised an eyebrow at him and went straight to my room.

Deep inside I was a bit contented when I saw his expression. He was confused. What? He thought that I would slap him or something like that? But I loved him and I still do. Even though I saw him with another girl I still thought that I could do something to change him but deep inside my head, I knew I can't.

My eyes started to suddenly water but I wiped them off right away. He's not worth my tears. But you love him. Yes, and so? You saw them kissing, you should cry. Not in a-

Who am I kidding? I'm not that strong. I'm strong physically, yes, but when it comes to emotions, I'm a weakling. This is where Izumi and I differ so much. I can be strong using my emotions but my emotions also make me weak. Izumi knows to herself that without emotions, she wouldn't be able to exert more power, but without it also makes her have more power. That is why she's strong. That is why I'm strong yet weak at the same time.

I can reach a peak wherein I exert all my effort and power because of hatred and anger, but when I'm broken inside, I wouldn't be able to fight back. That is my strength and weakness.

Izumi can fight without will and still manage to be strong. Her weakness is that she doesn't show emotions even though she has them. It just keeps on boiling inside her, eating her inside out. She's too strong. If she were in a book that I would read, I'd definitely say that she's a Mary sue, whatever that is. People say that Mary sues are too good to be true and I wonder about that. She's good alright, but still enough for her to be true.

I was fiddling on my blouse. It was a habit I've grown with, and I do it every time I get upset or conscious about myself. I stood up my chair and went straight to the restroom.

When I reached the restroom, I quickly went to one of the stalls and started crying. I hated crying because of break-ups. It's just too normal. Scratch that, I hate crying. It was a sign of weakness and I hated being weak, something Izumi and I agree on.

I cried for about five minutes. Within those five minutes, I happened to remember all the time I spent with Marcus and how happy I was with him. At least now, I wouldn't need to think twice about accepting the job offer. I took my phone out and called the one who presented the job.

Izumi's POV

Walking with no place to go, trying to keep it going before everything blows.

That was what I felt most of the time. No reason to keep going on. No goal to target. No place to go. Just keeping everything trapped in a balloon that's almost ready to blow.

No, I am not emo. It just makes me think, what is truly my purpose in this world? Why do I want to live? I still had no answer to that question. To fight, maybe that's my purpose. To see my enemies falling down before me, dying. I don't seem to enjoy killing so maybe that's not it, but for now, that's all I've got. Hanako's an exception though. She's the only family I have.

Maybe my purpose is to make sure that she's safe all the time. Make sure that she doesn't get hurt. Actually, that assumption was the reason I didn't want her protecting me. I wanted to be the protector, the shield, not the one who needs to be guarded.

I decided to skip school today and go to a restaurant. I didn't even bother to change my clothes even though I knew I could get caught. What's the point anyway, I was about to leave in a few weeks time. What bothered me was that I was wearing the short skirt which was supposedly my school's uniform for girls. I didn't like wearing skirts. Thanks to the long socks and shorts I was wearing, I felt comfortable.

I felt the eyes of every pervert in the restaurant eyeing me, especially the portions wherein a real woman should have. Damn this, I couldn't help but think of how they were looking at me. Almost like they were stripping me in their minds.

I wore a really blank expression in my face even though I was already irritated by the other men. I shouldn't have chosen this restaurant, but my favorite dish could only be found here.

"Oh, it's the usual guest. Should I get you your favorite, ma'am?" the lady who took orders said when she saw me. I wonder how she survives the stares.

"Ah, sure. I'd just go to the table myself and please add a mango shake, I'm thirsty." I said in a really low voice as I dismissed her with a wave of my hand.

Rude I may be, but that's me and you can't change that.

As I reached my destination, I saw the shift movement of someone's hand and I got out of the way as quickly as possible. Stupid perverts.

"Oh, you're fast, and you're cute. I like that." A middle aged man was standing in front of me while wearing a look full of lust. What about I break your balls and throw them mid-air, what do you think about that?

(A/N: Sorry for the disturbance but I would like to ask for forgiveness for the way Izumi talks. It's in her nature to talk this way. I'm terribly sorry. Kids, please don't try to imitate Izumi in any way.)

The man walked near me and I had the sudden feeling that someone was talking about me as I tried to suppress a sneeze.

"Another step, and you'll lose your future." I am straightforward after all.

"Oh, tough. I like that. I like that a lot." And with that he took another step forward.

"AHH! It hurts, it hurts! Holy crap it hurts so much!" the man winced as he held the portion just below his belt while laying on the floor.

"I warned you, didn't I?"

"You bitch, you'll pay for this!" He stood up and tried to grab me but I just punched him without using any bit of my real strength. It was my principle. Never fight the weak using a very much greater force, just a level above would do.

The man fell unconscious and blood flowed from his nose. I guess I exerted too much.

"I lost my appetite because of you. You need to pay." I took out his wallet and took just enough money to pay for what I ordered. I asked the lady to place it in a plastic and I would just eat it somewhere else.

The chime bells made a really good sound as I left the restaurant with the plastic in my hand. It didn't fit in my bag and I'm quite sure that it would just get crushed if it did.

I wasn't really paying attention to where I was but I just kept on walking. I was used to this. This was my daily ritual.

My feet just kept on moving when it halted all because of an obstruction. I hit the obstruction without purpose and got a bit unbalanced but I still happened to stay on my feet.

I looked at the obstruction and saw the face of a white-haired boy. He was looking at me straight in the eye like he was waiting for something to happen. He had a pair of dark eyes with the shade of emerald. Emerald yet dark. If I was a normal person, I would've quivered with fear. He had a pale skin and was taller than I was. His body was of a normal teenager but something emitted from him that told me otherwise. His aura was dark and intimidating. He reeked the quality of a killer. He was handsome yet dangerous, but I wasn't scared. Why did I even think of him being handsome? It was true, though.

I simply steadied my stance and was about the head back to my destination when he spoke using a really low, scary voice. "Shouldn't you say sorry?"

I looked back at him straight in the eye and matched the way he looked at me. "I don't want to."

There was a hint of surprise in his face but it quickly subsided. I could tell that he rarely got this treatment from other people.

"My family is composed of assassins. I can kill you right here, right now." He said. I believed it. I knew it the moment I saw his eyes and his expressions and when I heard the sound of his footsteps.

"Was that supposed to scare me?"

"Actually, no. It was a statement that I wanted you to know. Apologize. Now." Such and egotistical bastard. He doesn't even know my abilities.

"I won't." I turned and went back to walking. I could still feel him staring at me.

I didn't have a good sense of hearing but I had a good sense of feeling. His footsteps were inaudible but I could feel his presence inching towards me. Then I saw him standing in front of me. I wasn't surprised. An assassin is ought to be fast.

"Say, who are you?" he asked with curiosity.

"I don't want to say." With a swift movement, his fingernails sharpened and were suddenly nearing my neck. I jumped back just in time and I felt him behind me so I dodged his next attack. He was fast. He was really, really fast.

I wasn't in the mood to fight and he wasn't my enemy, but he was trying to kill me so I decided to continue. We exchanged punches and kicks but I could tell that he wasn't taking this seriously, and I could tell that he could tell that I too was not taking it seriously. I wasn't using my nen because I didn't know if he had that ability but I could guess that he did. I just didn't want to exert effort.

He stopped and so did I.

"If you tell me your name, I'll stop. Otherwise, I'd keep on attacking you. I can tell that you're in no mood for fighting. Telling me your name is not that hard."

"I'll tell you my name, after you tell me yours." I loved barter.

"Killua. My name is Killua." He said as he fixed his stance into a normal position and I did the same thing.

I turned and started to head to my destination again. I could feel him moving again but the stopped when I spoke. "Izumi."

Was it long enough or was it still too short. For me, it was. Not enough for one chapter but I hope it would do. Please help me improve my skills by reviewing in what field I should work on. Also, I mentioned a part about Mary Sues. What are they actually? If what I heard about them is right, then I'd have to say that it's a bit overrated. A lot of characters from real animes are too good to be true, so does that mean that they are all Mary Sues?