I'm so sorry that I didn't update!
When I was supposed to update I forgot and kind of was too lazy. But when I did get off my lazy butt to do it my computer lost internet connection! But that wasn't the end of it- by the time I got internet connection back (a week later) I learned that for some reason I couldn't use my word document to type soo yeah. But uh the last and final reason was because the Lazy gods put a curse on me causing me not feeling like updating and giving me writer's block.
But now I have the masterpiece!
Disclaimer: I do not own HunterXHunter because of my horrible drawing skills and because I currently only have 8 dollars.
Enjoy!
Mika's POV
I found myself tied to a chair and saw two people standing in front of me I soon realized it was a familiar man and Killua.
"What do want?" I ask a bit panicked, what was Killua doing here?
"You have it don't you?" the man said.
My eyes grew wide; he isn't talking about that is he?
I denied it. "No."
A second barely passed when I felt a barrel of a gun against my forehead and the bullet being clicked into place. "Answer him or you die." A voice smooth as silk said rather bluntly.
"You wouldn't kill me Killua you're just an ordinary boy that goes to my high school." I said with a calm composure but felt my hands shaking.
He looked at me with a smug smile, "Oh really?"
I watched in horror as he pulled the trigger.
I fell on the floor knowing what was coming next.
I'm dead.
I shot up from my position lying down; it was all just a dream. I took a deep breath in, it was all a dream.
I wiped my sweaty forehead and slid off my bed; I went to my personal bathroom and began to brush my teeth.
Afterwards I finished the rest of my morning routine and decided to check my phone.
1 message.
I clicked on it and saw it was from that stalker of a teacher.
Meet me at the local mall.
I began to text back, Go to hell.
Surprisingly he answered, my, aren't you a feisty one.
I'm sure you know that already besides I have homework, Hisoka-senpai.
Alright maybe another time~
I turned off my phone and slammed it on my desk.
Grabbing a towel I headed for my shower; hopefully it will do me some good.
I decided to do a quick overview of my dream; searching for a message hidden within it. I always that God was speaking to me through dreams so every time I had a strange dream, aside from the fact that all my dreams were strange, I looked over it for a possible warning.
Well that man in the dream was dangerous she could feel it so what does that mean. Avoid any person that looks like him?
And Killua why in the world was he in her dream? He didn't kill people for fun did he?
It made no sense, and why did the man want that. It wasn't anything special.
I groaned in frustration and turned the taps off; it didn't look like I was getting anywhere.
After I dried off I went back in her bedroom to check the time. 7:15 am. I had church at 8 am.
I skimmed through my vast walk-in closet and decided to wear a white shirt and blue floral patterned with a silver necklace that had a cross on it. Gosh I hate dressing up formally for church; I never really understood it all I could come up with was that it was respecting God.
I brushed a comb through my hair and went downstairs. And the second I walked into the kitchen my 'mom' scolded me.
"Sweetie change into something else the blue doesn't match your eyes, choose a dark shirt and warmer colored skirt." My fashion designer of a mom chastised me.
I grumbled a fine and went back upstairs.
Choosing a black shirt and a dark red skirt patterned and coincidentally, leaves that resemble fall, I went back downstairs.
"Better?" I mumbled.
"Yes." She replied giving me a look over.
I sat down and began to eat the blueberry pancakes she served.
It's not that I hated my guardian it's just the fact she makes me change almost every outfit I wear. I guess she can't help it since she designs clothes for actors and models and has a very strict sense of fashion. I think the reason she adopted me was because I might have made a good daughter model for her. That made me think of what those girls in the locker room said.
"Well she's not ugly for sure."
"Probably a couple pounds underweight, but that's fine because average weight is just too fat."
"The girl's tall enough."
Oh now that I think about it I have to visit them next week. Great; I slam my head on the table, I hate going to the mall.
"What's the matter Mika?" my mom asked.
I decided to tell her the truth; after all I have church later. "I have to go to the mall with some annoying girls at my school."
She completely ignored what I called them and asked my excitedly, "Are you going shopping? Do you need a chaperon?" Then she fired a bunch of questions and kept rambling.
I stuffed the last piece of pancake in my mouth and ignored her. "Aren't we supposed to go now?"
"Oh right, go get that new coat I bought for you; the white one."
I sat up and went to get my white coat; I paused at the coat closet and had a nagging feeling I should check my phone.
I looked to see a new message.
I'm watching you
My eyes got wide and I shut off my phone. 'Geez doesn't he stalk everyone, why am I so unnerved about this? I'm tough not some wimp; I can take a a person stalking me. Hopefully.
"Hurry Mika! Or we're going to be late!" I heard my mom shout.
"Coming!"
I grabbed my coat and slipped it on.
"We often forget about him when we are too focused on our personal problems..." The pastor's booming voice rang through the beautiful room. With it's high ceiling, white walls, and the most beautiful gold decorations (uh arches?) behind the pastor.
He did have a point though we do tend to forget that God is who we are supposed to be focusing on and not freaky clowns disguised as teachers.
"Seek and ye shall find." What the heck when did we move on to another topic?
"If you have faith in God he will help you with what you want or what he thinks is best for you, but you must do your part for him to aid you in accomplishing your needs." Is he just skipping to different lessons, because none of this makes any sense. Come to think of it what's my part in this little game? Did I have to trust my instincts and let God handle the rest?
"Mom," I asked all the sudden.
"Yes?"
"Why is the pastor jumping to different lessens?"
"He's telling us different advice that was sent by other pastors. Were you listening?"
No.
"Sorry I forgot." I said a bit nervously. So all these different 'lessons' are just a one sentence moral from different pastors?
We both turned to face the pastor once again.
"22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. Galatians 5:22-23." The booming voice spoke.
Well Hisoka definitely wasn't Christian then. If he was when did he ever show goodness?
"You must think about these verses during the break." The break was when we all gathered in the 'living room' and took a break from making our butts sore.
Everyone rose and headed toward the 'living room'.
Once we arrived I collapsed into a comfortable armchair and decided to take a short nap; service always made me sleepy.
As I went into a deep thought, deciphering my dream and tried to use the advice I was given-
"Seek and ye shall find."
What am I seeking for? What am I supposed to find? Is Hisoka involved? Why was that man and Killua in my dream; Killua has nothing to do with my current life! Well except the exception that he has the worlds most beautiful cobalt eyes, ivory skin, and the fluffiest hair in the world. And I would actually love to see him more even if it means him knocking me over and going to the nurse again...
I slapped my cheeks waking up to reality; what was I thinking?
But it is true.
I sank deeper into the chair and began to have a moment of realization even though it seemed impossible.
Did I like that little brat?
I couldn't, I never really loved anyone in a long time! Much less crush on a boy. The last time I did though was a disaster.
In second grade when my parents were still alive I had a silly crush on a boy named Nick. The worst part about it was that he probably didn't like me and I fell for the 'trap'.
He was actually loved by every girl in our second grade so I didn't make an exception.
Anyways I always looked at him and talked about him with my friends (I was much more social back then.) And than one day I decided to "confess" to him.
During recess I walked over to the guy and said, "Hi Nick." I began to rock my heels and clasp my nervous hands behind my back.
"Oh, Mika right?" He replied, face flushed from playing tag.
I nodded happily and started to "confess". "I know you don't really know me... but I really like you!" I blurted out.
He tilted his head to one side and than laughed. I blushed.
"Of course we can be friends!" He finally said.
If I knew what a face palm was at that time I would have done one.
Nick waved bye and then left me alone going back to his game of tag as my friends came up to me to ask what happened.
My answer was silence.
So that was pretty much the reason of why I gave up on loving anyone but there was also another reason that is very private and sometimes I believe that if I think about it, it will come true.
Back to my train of thought. So where was I? Oh yes, what am I supposed to seek? Was it the object the man was seeking because I most defiantly don't have it I'm actually looking for it truthfully. It was a red stone that is called the Philosopher's Stone (I'm sure you heard of it before if not this is your learning chance!) I heard that it holds a lot of power and can do the impossible. I believe some of them were bring back the dead, enhance abilities or give you inhuman powers, etc. the reason why I was looking for it is because... never mind I'm sure it would be simple to figure out.
"Mika! It's time to go!" A voice startled me from my thoughts. I looked up to see my mom staring down at me with a frown. "Sweetie, it's unladylike for a girl to slouch."
"This isn't 1900's mom we don't have to sit up straight." I said getting up.
She 'tsked', "Do not talk back young lady."
"Okay." I muttered in a monotone voice.
Sometimes my mom could be a pain; she always believed in proper manners- but it was mostly for her reputation.
Still she's sometimes a pain.
What the hell?
I was back in the room with me tied to the chair and the man and Killua in front of me. But this time Hisoka was there too.
I will have to be careful he's dangerous... well they all are.
"What do you want?" I spat saying the same thing as before.
"Don't play dumb you have it don't you?"
He's asking the same thing as last time should my answer be 'no' or should I admit the truth?
The truth will set you free.
"I'm looking for the same thing you are." I finally admitted biting my lip.
"Liar!" Killua suddenly yelled. "You have it but you are just too stubborn to admit."
I'm in hot water now, they didn't react the way I expected them to. What should I do? I put my attention on Hisoka as if begging for him to help me.
He just stared back a smirk tugging his lips. I let out a low growl but decided to calm down. "What if I do have it? Besides if I did you wouldn't kill me."I said trying to regain my calm composure I had before.
"Why wouldn't I kill you? I killed you last time didn't I?" Killua replied, his cerulean eyes looking straight into my deep red ones. Eyes are the windows to a soul* or that's what I'm told.
I chewed my lip. He was right he did kill me last time and he could do it again, but I was telling the truth; I'll just have to be more convincing this time.
I looked right back into his eyes and spoke slowly, "I'm telling the truth I don't have it. I'm looking for it."
"Too bad I don't believe you." He said giving me a malicious smile.
I gasped, he pulled the trigger...
And the man jumped in front of me.
I shot up having a moment of deja vu (she has deja vu a lot doesn't she?)
Why did that man spare himself to save me?I shook my head I couldn't think about this.
I got up and did my morning routine.
At school Hisoka strangely escorted us to the gym and told us to sit down.
He began talking. "Today you are going to learn nen. For those who aren't able to use this ability are going to take their regular gym class. Now let me explain~"
He then launched into what nen was and that it was going to be held during gym. I sucked in some air and breathed out before I was about to throw a party in my head.
We were finally doing some things that required work and energy! Not to mention not everybody was going to take this class! But if I can't use nen then that means... aw man I'd be in regular gym! Some way to rain down on my own parade.
Hisoka began speaking again. "We will begin testing now, good luck~"
I nodded and crossed my arms.
So it begins.
Killua POV
This is what I'm talking about! We will finally be doing some useful things! I can't wait until people in my class fail, although Gon wouldn't approve of me laughing at them.
I turned to Gon and then asked him something that was bothering my for the past five minutes. "How are they going to test us?"
"I'm not sure," he said scratching his head, "But I'm sure it's nothing to worry about."
I sighed; Gon was still that clueless naive child. (But a cute one!)
Hisoka told us to follow him into a room for the test.
Here goes nothing.
~o.O.o.O.o.O.o~
As everyone looked around in the testing room I'm sure they had the same disbelief I had. the room was bare! Not even a chair was in here!
"This is not a test that you were supposed to study for~ It's a pop quiz~" Hisoka stated seemingly specifically talking to the smart nerds. They fidgeted, they were pretty nervous if you ask me; well if you saw them sweating from what was about to happen. "The testing is all not that hard, I will just pick the students that I believe should be in this class~" Hisoka spoke his voice resonating through the room.
After a moment of silence to let this information process, one person started to protest- "That's not fair! How are we going to know you aren't going to pick your favorite students, huh?"
"Yeah!" another kid said. then some other people started to agree and caused a great deal of noise.
I shoved my hands in the pockets of my navy sweatshirt, this was exactly like that time- well two times- in the Hunter Exam when we were all trying to figure out if the monkey man was real or not and when Menchi failed all of us.
Next to me Gon shuffled his feet and began to talk too, "But he's only known us for a week, and all he did for that week was teach us lessons. how can he have favorites?"
Surprisingly some people quieted and others looked at the floor in embarrassment.
Kurapika would have been proud.
"Thank you~ Now let us begin the testing."
The first person he chose was Gon (no surprise there), then me and some other kids.
After awhile he stopped, "Alright that's it! For those who I did not pick are going to take their regular gym class. The little fru- i mean students who were picked stay here~"
I saw about 3/4 of our class go and only about 7 of us stayed. That many had no talent?
I scanned the very few that were left and stopped at one girl in particular. What was she doing here?
"Is something the matter Killua?" Gon asked with a worried tone.
I decided to tell him the truth.
"Mika."
Mika POV
I met the gleaming blue orbs of Killua I turned away, feeling familiar anger bubble inside me. I was still angry at him.
"Meet your teacher for this class students~" That annoying as hell homeroom teacher said.
I looked over to see a girl in puffy pink and red dress, something my mom would approve of, and long curly hair in a ponytail to her waist**. Her hair was a honey color and her large child like eyes were blue- similar to Killua's.
She didn't seem that bad... perhaps too cutesy.
Killua POV
I gulped as I stared at the familiar old hag in front of me.
Bisque.
Another thing I'm sorry for was that I couldn't give my all on this chapter even though it's long. *sniffs* forgive me guys! *now bowing at your feet*
Anyways (after my sister handed me a tissue) Yes Mika is Christian because I'm Christian so I thought I could give her a message or something.
And, Bisque is going to be the tutor! Ha take that Killua for hurting my OC.
Hope this chapter met your standards!
Toodles!
~Humphadoodle