- Hello! I'm your announcer, Cocco! Today in Kastro versus Hisoka, the match you've all been waiting for! Just look at this crowd! - Okamirei covered her ears at the loud noise of the girl on the speakers. - The match doesn't start for another hour, but the arena is already packed! Two years ago, Hisoka was the winner of their match. The audience is fired up to watch this match of destiny, as Kastro looks for revenge! Sporting an 8-3 record, with all three loses as forfeits due to absence. We have the deadly magician with the tendency toward absence, Hisoka! And opposing him, boasting a 9-1 record, one win away from the floor masters after nine straight wins after his loss to Hisoka, we have martial artist, Kastro! Will he avenge his earlier loss, as he'd predicted? Get ready for a battle between two fighters nearest to reaching the Floor Masters! - Okamirei stared at the man on screen. If he won... He'd be going straight to the top. Plus he would be stronger than Hisoka... Would it be unwise to want to fight Hisoka? Or rather want to fight this 'Kastro?' And if Gon won, wouldn't that make him stronger than Hisoka? Then she would want to fight Gon instead... She shook her head. Better not to think of that right now. It was too complicated, and it was giving her a headache. - Next up we have an interview with Kastro, from a few days ago. - A clip started playing on the screen.

"I wouldn't fight if I didn't expect to win. You'll see that I'm not the same person I was two years ago." The man smiled. Oh, I hope he wins!

"Let's go." Killua grabbed Okamirei and started to drag her to the elevator.

"Huh? Where? Isn't the match staring soon?" Killua smirked.

"We're going to see that Kastro. I'm interested." Okamirei nodded. A tracking mission, huh? She was good at that. She activated her Zetsu and got ready.

Ding!

"We're here." Killua stated. The two exited and glanced around the corner to a hallway, spotting a man guarding the way we were going to go. Killua motioned to a peanut in his hand, then flicked it across the man's face. It buried itself into the wall. The guard looked around to see who had caused that hole in the wall, but the two were already past him. Okamirei paused. Something doesn't feel right... She stayed back, while motioning Killua to head on. He shrugged, then entered Zetsu and quietly walked towards an open door. She watched him, crouched behind a ways, as he peeked around and into the room. Suddenly, a man appeared behind him and Okamirei got ready to attack, standing silently and creeping towards him.

"Was there something you needed?" Okamirei froze, watching. She was almost behind him. She spotted Killua flinch.

"W-well, I was hoping for an autograph." Killua said sweetly. Okamirei smirked. He was such a bad actor.

"From me? You honor me, Killua-kun." Kastro smiled. Killua suddenly frowned, and Okamirei tensed up again, getting on the balls of her feet, ready to pounce.

"I keep tabs on all my rivals in the 200s class. You're not with Gon or Okamirei?" He asked.

"Oh, so you don't know everything." Killua smirked. Kastro frowned, a little confused.

"Are you here to scout an opponent?" He asked, quite cautious.

"Nope, I just wanted a closer look." Killua replied, making sure not to look at Okamirei.

"And what do you think?" He asked, smiling a bit.

"You're pretty dang good, though my mate would most likely say otherwise..." Killua replied with a smirk. Okamirei trotted over to Killua, feeling no immediate threat, and sat at his feet. Kastro looked surprised.

"Thank you, I guess. Your Zetsu was quite impressive. Her's especially. However, you should have concealed your presence before reaching this floor. When an aura as strong as yours disappears, it would put most of us on alert."

"You've been following up on us since we reached this floor?" Killua asked, shocked. Okamirei just blinked.

"Only you, Killua-kun. Okamirei-chan hid her presence very well, and I was surprised to see her here. I heard she was dresses like a wolf, I never knew she acted like one. That must be why her Zetsu is so precise." Okamirei's tail wagged slightly and her ears folded down. "You called her your mate... I wonder..."

"Then I want to know… How did you do that just now?" Killua asked, trying to avoid his question.

"Unfortunately, I can't tell you. After all, I might fight you someday."

"Don't worry. I'm not interested in fighting here again." Killua stated.

"Really? That isn't what your aura says." Killua glared at him. "That was a joke. I'll answer your question when we fight. I'll wait for you in Battle Olympia." Kastro left into his room. "I'm sure you can get there." He slammed the door.

"I told you I'm not interested in fighting!" Killua yelled. Okamirei tilted her head.

"What?!" Killua asked, still angry.

"I thought you liked to fight."

"Not here. It's just... Different." The two walked to the elevator. They stood in silence until Okamirei licked Killua's cheek. His face turned a slight shade of pink and she giggled.

Ding!

The door opened as they reached the bottom.

"C'mon let's go." The two headed out and went into the arena, quickly finding a seat and sitting down. Killua wrapped his arm around Okamirei's waist, pulling her tight to him. She snuggled in close, but as the cheers started up her ears drooped and she flinched. Why were humans so loud?! With the roaring of the crowd,the fight started.

All throughout the fight Okamirei watched intently. As it went on, her body tensed more and more. Her eyes occasionally went reddish, but Killua tapped her side with his thumb, helping a bit to calm her down. He hummed in her ears, and she calmly relaxed. At the end, Kastro suddenly died, pinned by Hisoka's cards. Okamirei whimpered, and Killua quickly led her out silently heading up to Gon's room. The closer they got, then more Okamirei relaxed. Killua held her hand tight, slightly worried. She could tell what was going through his head. If she fights Hisoka, will she stay in control? She didn't know herself.

Killua knocked on the door to Gon's room. Okamirei let go of his hand and walked in behind him, sitting on a chair. Her eyes closed as she rested, but kept her mentality on what was happening in the room.

"Killua! Rei! How was Hisoka's fight?" Gon yelled happily.

"It was boring," Killua replied, walking over to the window.

"Did Hisoka win?" Gon asked, standing up.

"I was lying. It was an incredible fight. I hate to admit this, but I have no idea how Hisoka won."

"You couldn't tell?"

"We need to learn more about Nen." Killua stated. Gon smiled, then turned to Okamirei.

"What's wrong with Rei?" He asked.

"She must be tired. The fight was getting to her quite a bit." Okamirei opened one eye lazily.

"Huh? No, I'm just thinking, that's all." She sat up, crossing her arms and legs. "I noticed a lot throughout the fight, and I'm really interested in Hisoka's pow- I mean Nen. I'm quite interested to fight him. Though I can't say it'd be good for me..." Killua frowned.

"I don't think you'll get a chance to fight him. Plus, I don't want you to. If you lose control in front of a crowd like that, you could get in deep trouble." Okamirei nodded, then sighed, looking outside.

"Well, I'm going to go back to my room. Thank you." Okamirei nodded at Killua, licking his cheek in a goodbye, hugging Gon, then left to her and Killua's room. She quickly changed into her green, see-through nightgown and brown undergarments, then plopped in the bed with a sigh. If she fought against Hisoka... No. If she lost control. Even if she died, or got locked up... She wanted to get stronger. She wanted to reach past her limits, and do things she never thought of doing before.

The image of Hisoka's severed arm flying through the air caused shivers to go down her back. Why? Why did he do that? It made no sense. Did he have a trick to put his arms back together? He must have!

Okamirei yelped as she felt something cold touch her side. Killua chuckled as he leaned in, letting his breath land on her bare neck. She relaxed instantly, then turned her head towards the white haired boy. "Squirrel poop, you scared me. I thought you were Hisoka's hand, coming to haunt me." Killua laughed. He rubbed his head against her neck, then grinned as Okamirei turned her body to sit on top of him, placing her lips on his. His hands pushed him up, seating him upright, then his left hand reached for her neck, rubbing it tenderly.

"I don't want you to get hurt," he said, breaking for slight air. She shook her head.

"I won't." Killua's hand traced along her arm, pulling her nightgown off her shoulders. Her hand traced along his bare chest, and he grinned as his hand traced along her spine to where her tail should be. She licked his mouth, growling in pleasure. He tossed her onto her back, kissing her neck, tracing his fingers along her skin. She dug her nails into his hair, rubbing it tenderly. He grinned, tracing a finger along her side. She felt him pause.

"Your scar is gone." She nodded.

"As I said, my skin heals fast, and doesn't scar easily." Killua traced a nail along her arm, leaving only a faint white line which disappeared soon after. A glint appeared in his eye as his hand hardened and his sharpened nails traced along her skin. Okamirei snarled slightly, earning a smirk from Killua, who shut her up by placing his lips back on hers. Her nails lightly dug into his neck as she relaxed, letting his scent engulf her. She fell asleep, his arms wrapped tightly around her, as she listened to his steady breathing on her neck.

OH MY GOODNESS, ROMANCE SCENE! Sorry, I'm too excited. Well, there's not going to be any more of these for a while, so I decided to make the best of it. The next chapter should be coming soon, and it will be another filler chapter. After that I'm going to continue with the storyline.

Welp, see you, err, write to you later!