Hey guys! I know I'm late but since my winter break has started I can start giving you guys awesome chapters!

By the way, I'm going to clear things up because I feel as though I confused some of you (Sorry.)

First of all Mika's foster mom is a fashion designer not a lawyer. (I know that was all the way in chapter 1 but it has been bothering me and I didn't feel like changing it again. I know I'm a lazy butt.)

Second, Mika is supposed to find the philosophers stone not an amulet.

Last, Mika and the other characters in her grade are all 14.

Hopefully we got that cleared up! ^^

Disclaimer: I do not own HunterXHunter, if I did I think I would have my house under lockdown and barricaded from all the fangirls charging in with pitchforks.

Enjoy!


Chapter 9

Last chapter:

"Guess what? I'm an assassin too."

Killua's POV

I sputter "W- what!" Sputtering wasn't something I was proud of being an assassin, especially when I consider myself cool and collected.

What did I expect? It did make sense- it explained everything. Her aloof attitude, her careful and precise choices, and the was she approached everything; cautious. It also maybe explained her paranoia. She's also always on the defensive; although, how did she become an assassin? Does she even kill others, or go on missions? Was this a mission? This raised plenty more questions. I feel as though every time i get an answer, 10 million more questions come bouncing back.

"So were you pretending to be a helpless little school girl in order to retrieve information?" I asked; curious of the plan she was brewing.

"Basically." She replied casually.

I sigh and rub my eyes, "You should go back to bed it's past midnight." I say, feeling as though pushing more would make this more awkward then it already was. The tension in the air was a mix of; exhaustion, secrecy, and some distrust.

We both get up and asks, "Where are you going to sleep? Not with Gon are you?"

"He wouldn't mind sharing."

"Anything going on between you two?" She interrogates while raising an eyebrow suggestively.

My cheeks flare, turning then bright crimson, "Shut up and go to sleep."

I slam the door behind and I hear her chuckle.

Girls.

Mika's POV

I laugh a bit as he stomps out of the room with a face burning of embarrassment.

And he said I had anger issues.

I scan the the room and find a built in bathroom to my left.

Stepping in I look at my reflection in the mirror and see a tired, but alive (thanks to Killua, as much as I hate to admit it) and grimy person staring back. I needed a shower.

I bend down carefully aware of my bruises from the car; or possibly Killua's heavy weight crushing me. (I know Killua's not heavy it's just that to Mika it felt like a million pounds.)

I found a spare toothbrush and toothpaste bottle in the cabinet and brush my teeth until there was minty foam. (Ew.) I spit it out and rinse.

After I feel somewhat refreshed I undressed and took a step into the hot running water. The steam swirled around me and scrubbed vigorously until me skin was raw. (Watching out for my thigh.)

It was heaven.

I stepped out, dried myself, and dressed into a fluffy white bathrobe.

Oh yes about that equivalent exchange thing. I never thought I might do something like that. It obviously feels weird for an assassin like me to be giving out secret information to my archnemesist (oh yes about this word I don't think it's in the dictionary so I didn't know how to spell it)...

What was I thinking! I slap my forehead making it dull with pain. How could I tell Killua something before Gon? (She considers Gon to be a goo person and her comrade, Killua not to so much)

Common sense, who would be nice about it- Gon. Who would understand and try to help- Gon. And who would not play mind games (not sure if he could anyway) and test my patience- Gon.

So who was the obvious choice- Gon!now why did I choose Killua out of all people.

I shake my head disbelievingly and snuggle deep into comfy bed. Breathing in and out.

The last thing I remember was inhaling the deep scent of chocolate robos.

Hello Mika.

Er, who are you, God?

Yes.

I'm talking to you?

Yes.

Why are you here?

To guide you.

But I don't need guiding.

We all need to be guided. You are a lost sheep* You can't doing everything by yourself.

Very true, so what do I need help with?

Who you love and trust.

I know who I love!

Do you love me?

Of course.

Your family and friends?

Yes.

Do you love your enemies as yourself? **

I pause, do I accept Killua? I guess not.

Well use that child, farewell.

Huh, wait!

"Wait!"

My eyes dart around the room to see Killua's possessions.

I take a deep breath to calm down my anxious nerves.

I didn't really talk to God did I? It was so real.

I'll dwell on this later.

I raced through my morning routine and find out that it's 7: 50 a.m. (school starts at 8:00 a.m.)

I'm going to be late!

Running around the room I try to find my bag but see it no where in sight.

7:52 a.m.

I change quickly into the horribly folded clothes, which thankfully turned out to be mine but washed, and ran frantically out of the room.

Killua and Gon were shouldering their backpacks when I sprinted downstairs; sweaty and frazzled.

"Killua where's my bag, we're going to be late!" I demanded.

"Clam down woman, it's right here." He held up my black backpack and I take it from him gratefully. "It's a bit emo honestly, I mean everything in there is some dark color."

It was not the time to joke around.

"Aren't you guys worried about being late?" It was 7:55.

Gon piped up, "We can get there in two minutes!" He held up to fingers.

"How?" How in the world are they going to walk three miles in two minutes?

Killua handed Gon his bag and gestured for me to come over.

"Get on my back."

I just stand there.

"Do I have to repeat myself? I'm going to carry you there."

"That's not possible, how are you going to carry me and run to school!"

Killua walked over, heaved me up (more like carried me as if I weighed nothing) and put on his shoes.

"Let's go Gon."

"Hai!"

7:58.

I gasp as I feel a sudden jolt beneath me as they rush out the door at an incredible speed.

The wind was merciless, whipping my hair and soon enough knocked the wind out of me. (See what I did there?)

I watched as the trees become blurs and notice the warmth from the sun washing over Gon, Killua, and I welcomed it.

I felt my stomach flip over as Killua's sneakers slap the pavement.

Honestly, this was better than skydiving.

I looked at the back of Killua's head, watching his soft, silky white hair, that any girl would kill to have, fly in different directions. His cobalt eyes stared straight ahead with determination and... joy? His pale skin reflected the sun and strangely enough seemed to glimmer. (Ha! Like Edward from twilight!)

I hate to admit it, but my opinion about him remains the same.

He's drop dead gorgeous.

But the biggest jerk in the world.


We arrive at class 2B far too soon, I can still feel the adrenaline rush through my veins.

I open the door and walk in like it was any normal day. Aside from the fact my hair was windswept and my cheeks flushed.

I'm surprised when I look up at the clock.

It was 8 o'clock.

I find a smile on my lips; right on time.


"Class it is time for gym~" Hisoka's creepy voice resounded in the room telling us to move along.

I need to remind myself that I have to get back at that idiot one day.

I grabbed my gym bag and headed out the door running to catch up to the other kids.

As I walked along the halls I noticed the obvious; Chopsticks was flirting with Killua.

I watched in amusement as Cocktail placed her hand right near Killua's butt and he shifted away fidgety. She then twirled her hair and leaned in closer for him to see her full pink lips and smell her new perfume.

I pretend to puke.

Time to face the hell of Bisuke's training.

By the time I got there, everyone was already doing either two of these things; failing miserably or exceeding exceptionally. Although it was mostly the first one.

I sat in my usual spot in the corner of the room; hoping no one will notice me.

Anyways I began to practice the routine I have done the past week to improve my Ten.

Breathe in and out (she seems to do that a lot doesn't she?), breathe in and out, in and out...

I focused on keeping my Ten under control and surrounding my whole being.

It's going down to my right shoulder and continues to my right foot all the way to my toes. It then comes back to the left side. Just like Bisuke taught us.

I released my Ten.

I cracked an eye open, did it work?

I saw a very steady aura surround me.

I did it!

I literally run out of the room doing a happy dance to tell Bisuke.

"Hey Bisuke I finally did it! I sort of mastered Ten!"

She looks at me and smiles, "Good job- it took shorter than expected everyone was estimated to learn it in a month or two. Usually it takes way longer but Hisoka-senpai," She has a dream like look when she says Hisoka, I cringe, "Chose kids that had the potential to learn it fast."

"Oh." I say, what else is there to say? "So what do I do now?"

"Well there's no need for you to rush, although I would like you to continue the training.."

"So?"
"Well, I will have Killua and Gon teach you!"

I stand there stunned.

"WHAT?"

"Do I have to repeat myself, you'll be training with-"

"No, that's not the problem; the problem is him." I point at Killua.

He pretends to be offended.

"I can't teach you, I'm not allowed to neglect my other students." She leans in closer to me, "I know how you feel though- working with him I mean. He's a real pain. But I can't teach one on one- or would you like Hisoka-senpai to teach you?"

I gulp, "N- no, Killua's fine."

"Alright! It's settled then! Killua, Gon, go work with her." Bisuke clasped her hands together.

I walk back into the room sullenly with Killua and Gon flanking my sides.

Gon piped up, "Well look on the bright side! At least you don't have Hisoka-senpai as your teacher!"

Killua and I ignore him; and Gon's puppy ears droop and he makes puppy eyes at us.

I pat his head for his attempt in making me feel better; and he somewhat brightens.

"So we are going to work on Zetsu after you polish up on your Ten and can do it in your sleep." Killua said.

I sputter "W-why?" I needed to learn now. If I wanted to find the philosopher's stone I would have to get more power and become stronger; besides I'm already stuck in a game with lust filled clown.

Gon tilted his head to the side (which I found impossibly cute) and spoke, "Why the rush? You can take your time Mika-chan***(?)"

I decide to tell them a bit of the truth, not wanting to spill all my secrets.

"Well at the moment I'm in a dangerous game with, yours truly, Hisoka-senpai. So I need to get stronger- like now." I told them in a low voice.

Gon gasped and whispered quietly, "Hisoka?"

"Sadly, but yes."

Killua put his hands behind his head "I guess we'll be teaching you then."

I sigh in relief; now I know I can defend myself against that sadistic clown.

"But first," He starts to pace around me as if studying me head to toe; which made me uncharacteristically nervous, "Let's see your Ten."

I try to relax; all I have to do is pass his test. What's the reason to be nervous- do I feel like I have to prove myself to him.

I take a deep breath and try to calm down. I was too jittery.

I showed them my Ten maintaining it, to my surprise, with little effort.

Gon smiled brightly, "That's pretty good! Right Killua, ne?"

I look at Killua anxiously waiting for his answer; without his approval I will never be able to move on from my basic training. How'll I survive the creepy clown?

"It's not bad, although it could use some work."

Get to the point already!

"I guess we could start the training."

That's a relief.

Gon nodded along side Killua.

"Right, so what you need to learn right now is Zetsu." Killua stated.

"Zetsu?"

Killua nodded, "Zetsu is suppressing your aura."

"Care to elaborate?"

He sighed as if I was Zetsu were the most obvious thing in the world. "You see, to suppress, or if you prefer conceal, their aura a person must close off all their nodes. So they stop the outflow of their aura."

"Right..." I had no clue what he was talking about.

"Anyways you have to meditate and such to close off your nodes or whatever. Oh yeah! I almost forgot! You need to do the water divination to see what type of nen user you are!"

"There are types of nen?"

"Of course," Hey how would I know? "There is the Enhancer, Transmuter, Conjurer, Emitter, Manipulator, and Specialist. We will get into that later after you find out what type you are."

"Okay."

He got out a glass filled with water and a leaf was on top. Before I could ask my barrage of questions Killua hushed me, knowing I was a curious person.

I laugh nervously. I'm not sure I can do this.

Gon took my hands and put them around the glass of water, and I either imagined it or it was never there, but I saw Killua have a flash of jealousy come across his face.

Anyways Gon instructed me to use my ten and focus it around the cup.

After a few minutes the leaf started to move around the rim of the glass.

I looked up confused of what in the world was going on.

Gon smiled and said, "Looks like you're a Manipulator!"

I glare at my hands, "Sounds fishy to me. What do you, do manipulate things?"

"Yep!"

Seriously?

"Okay, so how do I use my ability?"

Gon patted my shoulder. "You can't rush Mika- if you rush then everything won't go the way you want it to."

I look at him. "Why not?"

Gon smiled (er, I think he always smiles.) "Because Nen isn't something you should rush with. Wing-san told me something like that when I wanted to do Nen right away."

I try to relax. I think I need to get my priorities straight. "Okay so what do I do now."

Killua stepped in this time, "Ten."

"WHY?" I yelled more than asked ."It took me forever to learn that."

Killua jabbed me in the forehead (ow), "Don't start whining now, later on it will get much tougher."

"Fine, fine. Whatever you say old man." I say trying to hide my groan of frustration.

An angry vein popped out of nowhere and Killua glared at me, "I'm not old."

I wave my hand to dismiss him. "Whatever you say."

We turn our opposite directions and I grimace, not attempting to hide my feelings this time.

"I don't wanna practice Ten. I hate you old man!"

Some people turn around and look at me funny.

I don't wanna practice Ten!

During class, two hours later...

Hisoka-senpai ranted on about the number eight this time for some strange reason and all the while I could feel the popular girls' glares burn into the back of my head.

Why are they so mad at me? First of all I got hurt and I don't think I should even be going to school today! I'm the one with a bunch of injuries! There is also the fact that you could see that I was practically limping on my way to gym. Call me a bit self centered (or whatever bad thing you're thinking about.) but I'd imagine those girls not to be so dense.

Suddenly Hisoka said something that got my attention, "The dance tonight will be canceled (today was a Friday) sorry girls~" That was followed by a bunch of complaints, whines, and groans from the girls, "It has been rescheduled to next next Friday." Why next next Friday?

I was not a person to appreciate social events but the reason why I was interested was because the fact it was next next Friday. Which aka was the day my parents disappeared. (Her parents disappeared on October 13.) Hisoka wouldn't know when my parents went missing, it could not be for that reason, it's all just a coincidence. A coincidence. Although he did know a lot of information about me, and I don't even know how he got it. I'll have to rack my brain on this later, it's time for lunch.

I waited for everyone to file out and go to the cafeteria or court yard.

Grabbing my lunch I go to my usual lunch area- the back of the school.

You'd honestly think the back of the school is where all the disgusting garbage is but since this is a rich kids' school every single spot in this area is clean and beautiful really.

Anyways the back had your usual green grass, different colors of roses, and, best of all, quiet.

I took out my boxed lunch full of sweet omelet and some sushi (I know it's not a traditional combination but she likes to eat both she didn't care if they went together or not.) I snapped my chopsticks in half and began to indulge myself in yummy Japanese food.

I let my my mind begin to wander, as this was my usual thinking place as well as lunch area.

I decided to settle on what I'm going to do about the philosophers stone. I mean first of all, I don't know who's after it. And second the map i saw in my dream was a vague memory now; how will I find that stupid, hassling stone now?

After I finish eating, I clean up my stuff and head back into the school.

"Huh?"

I looked up seeing a falling object come toward my head. It was a... 10 freaking knives! As it was falling 20 miles a second, I had to do something so I wouldn't get an injury! But my assassin speed is no where as fast as Killua, it's getting closer-

"Oof." I felt a pair of strong arms pick me up bridal style.

"Hello damsel in distress." A smug voice said a above me.

I looked up and saw my savior was...

"Ed?"


Killua paced back and forth in front of me. "First of all, you let 10 puny knives get to you? I thought you were an assassin!"

I shake my head, "No, I"m actually more of a spy that was trained to be an assassin so I could retrieve information."

"How come you never told me that?" Killua asks.

"Equivalent exchange."

I hear a chuckle from behind me, "Shut up Ed."

He quiets down.

Killua glares at me and Ed. "And second of all, who is that idiot behind you?"

Ed suddenly popped out of nowhere next to Killua, "I see someone is jealous of my little girl~"

I roll my eyes but Killua stuttered, "W- what, you're her dad? You only look 16!"

"I am. But I"m not her real father, I was just playing with you. I used to be her boyfriend."

Gon, Killua and I stare in shock, "YOU USED TO BE MIKA'S BOYFRIEND!?" While I shouted, "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU SAID THAT, GET BACK HERE, IDIOT!"

Ed stops me in the middle of my attack (which was finding a pitchfork to stab him with) by wrapping his arms around me; I freeze.

"Oh yes, but it's true~"

Killua is still gaping with his mouth open, "I never knew a hotblooded girl like Mika could ever get a boyfriend, much less make a friend."

I hit Killua on the head and glares at him to be quiet.

"I'll explain it to you after you give me some valuable information about yourself, or about the stone."

Killua considers it for a moment and weighs his options. "I gave you practically everything there is to know about me."

"Giving me one sentence on how your beautiful friendship started, although I'm glad it happened because Gon is very healthy for you, and your previous occupation is not enough."

He sighs in defeat and leans into my ear, brushing Ed away roughly, "I'm a Zoldyck. I was the next heir out of 5 sons and I decided to quit."

My face lights up in realization- that's why he didn't want anyone to know his last name!

"Honestly, for a spy/assassin, you'd think she would be smarter." Ed pipes in.

Gon and Killua nod in agreement. I stare in disbelief and smack all of them upside the head.

"Ow..." They all groan, nursing their head.

"Anyways, I suppose Killua did give a worthy answer."

The boys stare at me in anticipation; wondering what in the world I was talking about. Could they really be this dense? We were talking about it minutes ago! I guess I'll continue with my decision.

I take a deep breath, "So I'll tell you how this whole philosophers stone business started..."


What did you think of Ed?

Hopefully you all like this chapter, I will try to write longer chapters!

* This is a reference that God is the Shepard and we are his sheep in the bible. So he leads us.

** Another thing from the bible, it means to treat everyone how you want to be treated yourself.

*** Can anyone tell me if this is right? I'm not good with Japanese surnames.

Thanks for reading, please review!

~Humphadoodle