A/N: Hi, wonderfully amazing people! How have you been? How was your week? Hope you're feeling okay, and if you are not, just remember that you are blessed and that you are beautiful. :') Hihi~ Seriously has it been only a week? It felt like a freaking whole month for me! I've been so busy lately, omg. I don't get much sleep. Ugh. ANYWAY, here's your fourth chapter! *throws chocolate confetti* Yehey! Are you even excited about this? Oh, c'mon! It's the fourth chapter, yay! Things will start to happeeeeen. Sooooooo, here you go!

Doki = sound of a heartbeat

DISCLAIMER: I am not Togashi, no.


TRUTH OR CONSEQUENCE

CHAPTER FOUR
H-Hello!

The week was depressing.

First of all, for some unknown reason, all of the teachers required projects and homework and take home exams all at the same time–even making the deadlines as early as within the week. Second of all, Ms. Irisa went back to work on Tuesday already and had the class reading tons of stuff to make up for the day she lost because of her absence. Third of all, Yuhi finally received a memo from Mr. Chango for sleeping in History class two days in a row. Fourth of all, Roroturo surprisingly got sick for two whole days which caused Yuhi to take care of him, which also caused her lethargic behaviour in that week. And fifth of all, there was no sight of Killua for one whole freaking week!

It was depressing.

And though it was a Friday, the busy schedule stuck to the students like there was some kind of invisible glue in it. Everyone in class was in low-spirits that day. After every subject, they would all just go and rest their tired heads on their desks and wait for another teacher to come. The room was a gloomy horror movie–like a dark spirit had possessed the poor pupils' souls and gave them layers of eye-bags as Christmas gifts.

"Are you having lunch for dinner…?"

"Mm… yeah, probably… Wait, what did you just say…?"

"I want a bed right now…"

"Can I make your soft bag a pillow?"

"Hey, you're snoring."

"I'm human."

"Homo sapien."

"Biology."

"Chemistry."

"Forty four million and three hundred ninety-one thousand square kilometres…"

"Seventeen million one hundred and thirty nine thousand four hundred square miles…"

"Why does the earth have to have many countries?"

"Why do students have to suffer so much?"

"I hate math."

A unison sigh echoed inside the room of class 2-B and the gloomy feel along with it. Yuhi did the same, burying the right side of her head on her desk and just staring at the horizon from outside the window. Of all the things that needed to be thought about that week, her brain seemed to have fried and numbed. She couldn't think of anything straight. She felt like a robot–instantly doing what she's been told to do without feeling anything at all. Her energy decreased an incredible amount because of the heavy school work.

She needed to get her brightness back.

Would thinking about how beautiful the world is work? Would teasing Sejin work? Would Roroturo's ramen work? Would thinking about Killua work?

No, it won't. Unfortunately. Yuhi closed her eyes buried her head in her arms, struggling to concentrate and to assess everything she still needed to do. Algebra. Chemistry. World History. Language. Problem solving. Experiments. Projects. Papers. Activities. Why?

"Mrs. Lazy-bean's here…" Sejin whispered irritably.

Yuhi knew that was meant for her. She groggily forced her head to part ways with her desk and stared with tired eyes at the woman who was walking slowly, as usual, towards the teacher's desk. She turned her head to her seatmate and gave a small smile. Because though she knew it was a bad thing for students to call teachers with other names, Sejin was correct. And the latter wouldn't be addressing someone in a made-up name unless that person offends her.

Mrs. Malu was one of them. She was the kind of teacher who would sit all day in the teacher's chair, make the kids read two to three chapters from the book aloud according to the sitting arrangement, and not care about a single thing in the world until the period ends. She was the kind of teacher who would give students tons of homework she never really taught in class, you know. Her old-looking cat-eyed eye glasses over her jaded brown eyes that looked irritated annoyed the students every single day. And what's worse was that she teaches History. Hoorah!

Sejin was the sole person who wholeheartedly loathed Mrs. Malu in the class, because she loved History, and thought how ridiculously pathetic it is to be a lousy instructor in the most interesting subject in the world.

The teacher then finally reached her holy den and took out her attendance book. She called on the names as usual and proceeded to the usual exercise in class. Yuhi could've sworn she felt an evil spirit possess her seatmate again at that time. Sejin was so furious. It was a good thing their energy's kind of drained off or else God knows what words she'd leave the teacher with.

The period then ended after the class have read the entire constitution of five countries. Yuhi forced herself to stay awake. Mrs. Malu had been watching her since she started sleeping in her class that week. No, Yuhi didn't want another memo from the kind Mr. Chango. Roroturo would feel bad about everything again. So she stayed awake, and passed the boring time–resting her head on her desk again the instant the bell rang.

"Yuhina?" A sharp annoying old-woman's voice called her.

She knew who it was. Immediately she shot her head up. "Yes, Mrs. Malu?"

"I need you to do something for me."

Yuhi motioned to stand up and she walked towards the teacher's desk. Mrs. Malu was not leaving the class any time soon.

The teacher clamped her fingers together. "Go to my table in the faculty room and get the exam papers next to the folders. Make sure you get them all."

The auburn-haired girl nodded and obeyed. She walked through the hallways with a sigh. Then her reflexes told her to take a quick glance over the windows of 2-A. The class was dispersed. Her gaze instantly went straight to the chair in the second row near the windows on the other side. It was empty.

Another sigh.

Walking down the stairs and entering the teacher's lounge, Yuhi went straight to Mrs. Malu's table–her eyes slightly widening upon seeing the bulk of papers on her desk. Is this it? She looked over everything. The pile was next to the folders, alright. She then hoisted it from the table, the height of the pile in her arms reached her collar bone as she took them in an embrace. O-kay… And she immediately went back to their room.

"Are these the papers, Mrs. Malu?"

The teacher turned her tired eyes towards the pile that the student placed in front of her. She turned her gaze up at the child and stood up, collecting the unnecessary papers from the desk. "Yes. Save me the trouble of checking these one by one, child. Bring it home and return it on Monday–checked. It's to make up for sleeping in my class." She then walked out of the room.

Yuhi was left to contemplate what the teacher said–since her brain couldn't function normally anymore. Mr. Yama already gave her the punishment about that–cleaning the rooms of the second year students after class again. Yuhi sighed and a pout escaped her lips. She wanted to give her own punishment…

"Lazy-bean. Tch."

The auburn-haired turned her gaze to her right, finding her raven-haired seatmate standing there with arms crossed against her chest.

"That's what she makes me do all the time. Seriously, how many classes is she handling anyway? So many papers. What a teacher." Sejin then shifted her eyes from the open door to the auburn ones of Yuhi. "Do you need help?"

The latter then looked at the papers, then back at Sejin. She shook her head and managed a smile. "You take a break, pres. I can handle this."

A disbelieved expression filled Sejin's face, as if asking Yuhi 'you sure?' Then a sigh with a groan escaped her lips. She nodded. "Fine, if you say so. But if you get confused with the things in there, just give me call."

Yuhi beamed for the first time that day. "Really? You'll let me call you?" It was a privilege. Sejin was an introvert after all.

The latter hissed and nodded irritably. "Sure, if it's about school things."

Yuhi uttered a light chuckle. "Alright!"

Sejin observed Yuhi as she walked to her desk and do things she do. Did he…? She was contemplating her thoughts while walking to her own seat. She then shook her head. Why am I even bothering about this?


After a day of gloominess and depression over all the things they could think of, the class dispersed in an exaggeratedly ecstatic mood–shouting and jumping out of the classroom door like they won the lottery, smiling like there's no tomorrow.

What happened to the darkness that enveloped them since Tuesday?

Why, of course, it was a Friday.

Every student's high spirit comes back to them whenever it's a Friday. So these kids were not an exception. The school was jam-packed with over-giddiness talking and noises that can be heard even by the extra-terrestrial beings from the other side of the planet. Some were talking about what to do in the weekend, some were discussing where they should go that afternoon, some were betting about who is going to win in a famous basketball competition in town, and some were just having plain talks about things.

However our protagonist never really engaged in any of those. If someone would invite her–sure, why not? But that depends upon the things she needed to do. Plus, she practically co-runs a ramen shop. She did not want to think about Roroturo running a busy eatery alone while she's in leisure, no. Her conscience wouldn't allow that. So, just like any other Friday, Yuhi would go straight home to rest early and prepare herself for the weekend work–and school work.

Fixing her things on her desk and carelessly placing them inside her blue school messenger bag, Yuhi glanced at the clock. 4:05. It's still early. A small smile escaped her lips. Yuhi loved going home early because she gets to rest a little before happily going to the kitchen of the ramen shop and helping Roroturo with the work. Unlike when she gets home late; school work piles up and she never really gets to rest and to help much in the shop. Needless to say, Yuhi feels productive whenever she goes home while the sun was still at its peak.

"Bye, Yuhi!"

"Take care on the way home, Yuhi!"

"See you on Monday, Yuhi!"

The addressed shifted her gaze towards the girls who walked past her–giving them a beaming smile and a nod. "You too! See you on Monday!" she shouted, waving a hand at them. She then zipped her bag shut and stood up; securing the pile of exam papers Mrs. Malu told her to check at home. Her gaze turned to her seatmate. "You're going home, Sejin?"

A sigh was the quick and usual response. "Of course, we've got lots of things to do and finish. Where else would I possibly be at this time of life?"

A sweat dropped from Yuhi's forehead as she slid on her bag and scooped the papers from her desk. Sejin's so tired, ne… She smiled and offered company. "Want to walk to the bus stop together?"

The latter shook her head, her gaze not leaving the page of the notebook she was writing on. "No, you go ahead. Mr. Yama told me that he was going to give me something to work on today." A pause. "I'm so fed up with teachers' orders…"

Yuhi straightened up. She smiled wide. "I can wait for you!"

But Sejin only looked at her with disbelief. "Are you kidding me? Go home, Yuhi. I know you're needed there." Then she went back to her desk.

"You sure?" Yuhi asked, concerned.

Another sigh. "Yes."

"Really?"

Sejin slightly slammed her pen on her desk and looked back at Yuhi. "Yes. Go now, please. I'm a strong-built 15 year-old. I can handle myself."

After a few seconds, the auburn-haired girl nodded her head slowly.

Sejin sighed and pointed at the papers embraced in Yuhi's arms. "Are you sure you don't need help with that?"

The latter took a deep breath before uttering a smile. She shook her head. "Nope, I can handle this." She tapped the top of the pile and waved a hand. "Take care then, Sejin! See you Monday!"

The latter just nodded back and went to writing something again.

Yuhi walked out of the room and out of the building with a slightly refreshed mind, thinking that two days would help her in taking time to finish her homework and paper works. And that it will give her enough spare time for Mrs. Malu's orders about the exam papers. Yuhi hadn't looked at the papers yet. She wondered why Sejin sounded as though she didn't want her to do the work. Is it because the exam papers are actually from the graduating class? Are they hard to understand? Does it have several different kinds of ancient alphabets? Yuhi then shrugged and smiled to herself. Oh well, Sejin said I can call her about it anyway.

The auburn-haired girl tightened her embrace on the papers in her arms as she was nearing the campus gates. She sighed, and as she walked through the concrete pathway, the same scenario she had been dreaming to happen in real life came to mind that afternoon. Yuhi wasn't hoping for anything to happen but, she'd give anything for a chance to catch a glimpse of Killua before heading home. She knew it was silly but hey, she's a girl, and Killua's presence was her energy booster. A suppressed smile appeared on her tiny face as the picture of it happening played in her imagination. She shrugged in delight and lovingly cocked her head from left to right. Thinking of the boy helped her head cool down this time–and maybe with a little help from the fact that it was a Friday too. She was then a few meters out the gate when someone shouted her name.

"Yuhi!"

It came from behind her. Pausing in her tracks she turned around to see who it was. Oh! It was Gon, running towards her direction. She was about to smile when her gaze shifted to the person walking behind the spiky-haired boy.

A silent gasp.

It was Killua.

Doki.

Another gasp.

Time then seemed to stop and everything instantly turned into slow motion. Yuhi's life muscle started beating so fast it felt as though it would explode any second. The surroundings were a blur but that white hair and dreamy face was so clear in her vision. Yuhi gulped. She felt her face forming an awed expression as a cool guitar solo that matched every mysterious angst-driven pretty boy's personality started playing inside her mind with every step from that white-haired angel. The way Killua's whole being looked while walking towards her direction was beautiful–with his hands casually placed inside his pockets, hair breathtakingly being blown by the wind, his intense, jaded eyes slowly shifting from the ground to look at her with its mesmerizing blue orbs, walking in slow motion with delicate and feline-like strides. She never really read comics, but oh how that moment felt like a manga scene at that time, with the most perfect manga boy in it. Yuhi subconsciously hugged the papers in her arms with a wonderstruck sigh.

"Hey, Yuhi!"

And then the dream-like fantasy died down. Yuhi immediately removed her gaze from the white-haired boy to look at Gon, wishing that her cheeks were at their normal state. She instantly smiled. "Hi!" But inside her mind was in total chaos. She didn't know what to do, how to control her breathing, how to hide her face, how to stand properly–she wondered if her posture was not the awkward kind. She just felt… nervous, and happy her nerves were reacting too much. Yuhi shrugged to somehow calm down.

The boy paused in front of her with a beaming face. "Are you going home now?"

Yuhi nodded. "Yep!" Act normal. Act normal. Act normal. She then glanced at Killua then turned her gaze back at Gon. "Are you?"

The latter nodded. "Hey! Want to walk home together?"

Yuhi's reflexes were fast. She answered 'Sure!' the instant she heard the question. But the auburn-haired girl's eyes grew wide after realizing everything. But then… wouldn't he… wouldn't Killua be there too…?

"Oh wait! I want to introduce you to someone!"

Heh– Yuhi's system stopped functioning for a split second.

Gon turned to the white-haired boy behind him. "Hey, Killua! Why do you walk so slowly?" he whined.

The addressed shot him a look. "That's because you were running ahead of me!" Killua shouted back. Three more steps and he was standing alongside Gon.

The girl was palpitating. This was the moment she'd been waiting for. An official introduction should help her give her gratitude to her white-haired angel. But for some reason she wanted to run away because of the nerves. Breathe… Breathe…

The spiky-haired boy turned to Yuhi with a wide smile on his face. "She's Yuhi! The girl I've been talking about!" he announced, spreading his arms.

Gon's been talking about me with… him? Yuhi turned her gaze slowly at the white-haired boy. Blood ran up her cheeks when she met his eyes. She managed her usual smile though, but she swore the whole world was hearing her fast beating heart at that time. She swallowed liquid and silently cleared her throat. She removed her right hand from embracing the papers for a wave, but feeling that they would fall off her left arm she immediately put it back around the pile again. So she just bowed her head a little. "H-Hello!" Yuhi felt like her pitch was hideously twisted when she spoke.

Killua only looked at her.

Gon then immediately broke the 5-millisecond pause. "Yuhi, this is Killua! My best friend in the world!" he declared with innocent pride.

A slight blood rush infiltrated the latter's cheeks. "You don't need to be so loud about it, you know!" Killua poked the spiky-haired boy's forehead thrice.

Yuhi stared with amazement at Killua as he shunned away with the colour pink painting his cheeks.

The latter noticed. He looked at the girl.

Yuhi instantly looked away; her face was burning as she silently cleared her throat. But inside she was galloping. He's… He's so cute…

Gon rubbed the sore part of his forehead. "Hey, Killua, don't be harsh!"

Killua winced, looking away.

Yuhi bit her cheek. Her heart wanted her to tell him that they've seen each other before. It wanted her to remind him of those times. But her brain counters. Her brain was logically analysing the situation first. But it was in Yuhi's nature to follow what her instincts tell her. Thinking about the outcome of things was just too… partial–at least that's what she believes in. So why? Why was she thinking of what to say first before speaking her heart? Why? Yuhi wasn't like that. She was– "W-We met!" Well, that was it. Her tone was shaky and high, and Yuhi did not know why she suddenly declared that tiny information to the two of them. She pressed her lips together after speaking, regretting every letter emitted by her careless tongue. What am I thinking…?

And sure enough, the spiky-haired boy cocked his head to the left in confusion, waiting for a follow-up statement.

Yuhi swallowed liquid continuously, trying to recollect the right words to say. Why am I being like this when he's around…?

But to her surprise, Killua was the one who carried her to safety. "Hey… you're that girl…" He leaned a bit closer to have a clearer look on Yuhi's face. The latter's pulse raced. Butterflies violently flapped their wings inside her stomach. She wanted to faint. So close… so close… Killua blinked. "Hallway girl!" He then pointed at her as if she was some kind of ghostly figure standing before him.

Yuhi's eyes grew wide. Hallway girl!?

Gon straightened up. "Hallway girl!?"

The white-haired boy nodded. His eyes were wide. "Yeah, hallway girl! The one who's stubbornly doing the stupid punishment thing; that's you!"

The girl leaned her head back when Killua's pointing shot her vision. She nodded several times.

"You met!?"

"Yeah!"

And like squiggly cells invaded her system, Yuhi inwardly giggled. She looked down to hide her smile.

Gon then beamed. "That's awesome! Why didn't you tell me about this, Killua? I thought you didn't know her!"

Killua shrugged. "Well, I didn't! I don't try to remember people's faces, you know. I'm not like you!"

Yuhi's heart fell. Aww… But instantly she recovered. At least Killua remembered her. He freaking remembered her. He remembers me! She pressed her lips together to suppress another upcoming smile and giggle.

Gon laughed in excitement. "So, what happened?"

The girl's smile then was subconsciously released when Gon asked the question. She wanted to know what Killua would say, and how he's going to say it.

"Math, Yama sent me out. There."

Yuhi wanted to laugh at herself. What do you expect him to say, Yuhina?

"Ah! Ne, ne, that's when I was looking for Yuhi!" Gon looked at the girl, then back at his best friend. "Yeah, you didn't do your math homework for the day then, Killua…" He scratched his nape and laughed sheepishly.

Killua looked away, slightly flushed.

The auburn eyes of Yuhi grew wide. Was that why he was sent out? We had the same reason…

The spiky-haired boy's eyes furrowed. "Wait, outside… That means… Ms. Irisa was really sending you out that time!?" he turned to Yuhi. His eyes sparkled with curiosity.

The girl nodded slowly and sheepishly. "…Yes."

"What happened?"

The girl then realized she was the one to tell her side of the story now. Another sheepish smile appeared across her lips. "I… heh… science. I didn't do my homework…"

The spiky-haired boy looked at her with pure amazement written all over his face. "Like Killua!"

A huge thump in the chest. Like Killua… Yuhi laughed and returned the enthusiastic tone in Gon's voice. "Yeah!"

Her white-haired angel winced and looked away, crossing his arms against his chest.

Yuhi almost frowned, thinking that she offended him.

But Gon only laughed at him. He retracted. "Now that we know each other, let's walk home together!"

Huh! So fast! The girl then held her breath and instantly waited for Killua's response.

The latter looked at Gon with a disbelieved expression on his face.

However the spiky-haired boy ignored it. "Do you walk home, Yuhi?"

The addressed shook her head. "I take the bus."

Gon's eyes grew wide with surprise. "Really? Is your home that far?"

Yuhi thought about the distance for a second. "Hm… Not much, I think." She then laughed sheepishly. "It's near enough for me."

Gon smiled. "We'll walk you to the bus stop then!"

We… The auburn-haired girl almost choked of her own breathing. She smiled widely, ecstatic of the fact that she was going to walk to the bus stop together Killua, but she wanted herself to feel that the presence of Gon was more important. She didn't want to be partial to him by thinking that the love of her life will be with them. That would be unfair to Gon's pride. Right?

"Killua, you'll be walking with us, right?" the spiky-haired boy asked.

A pause. "…I guess," was the silent answer.

Gon pouted.

And as if he knew what the response was, Killua looked at Gon. "Of course, I will, pfft. Where else would I go?"

Gon beamed. "Let's go then!"

Yuhi removed her gaze from Killua and smiled at Gon. She nodded once.

They started walking out of the school gates then, with Gon taking half from the pile of papers in Yuhi's arms to help her with it. They both walked alongside each other and talked about school and stuff while Killua stayed silent behind them, chewing on a lollipop. Yuhi tried so hard to ignore her fast throbbing pulse, but her feels just couldn't ignore the little things. In all honestly, though she kept her head and her body heat at normal condition at that time, the time span of that moment while they were walking to the bus stop was incredibly nerve-wracking and happily heart-pounding at the same time. Yuhi couldn't comprehend how gleeful she was that afternoon; she couldn't comprehend what she was feeling at all.

"So Yuhi, where do you live? I'm curious since you take the bus. Almost all of us in our class only walk home, you see," Gon asked as they walked along the pavement.

Yuhi returned a smile. "Do you know the ramen house near the train station?"

Gon cocked her head to the left, thinking. Then he raised his index finger in the air. "Ah! I think I've seen that when we moved here! What about it? Do you live near that place? That's quite on the borders."

The auburn-haired girl laughed. "That's where I live. There's a house on the second floor. My guardian runs the place."

"Really?" Gon beamed. "That's so cool!" He turned to Killua. "Isn't that cool, Killua?"

Doki.

Yuhi held her breath again for the latter's answer.

The addressed only looked at him nonchalantly. "Whatever." And he returned to delighting himself with the houses to his right.

The girl's lips almost curled into a frown when she heard the cold answer from her angel. But instantly she shook it off – shrugging and smiling to herself.

Gon sheepishly laughed while turning his gaze at Yuhi. "Don't worry about Killua. He talks like that to all of the gir– Ow!" He instantly looked at the person who nudged him in the arm. "What'd you do that for?"

Yuhi blinked.

Killua grinned playfully, a nerve throbbing on his temple. "Hehe. Don't talk about me." The spiky-haired boy turned to kick him in the knee. But Killua easily dodged. "Missed." He stuck his tongue out then returned the lollipop in his mouth, looking away.

The auburn-haired smiled at them wholeheartedly.

Gon then made a whining sound then went back to the girl. "I bet the ramen's great there!" he exclaimed, instantly changing the subject.

Yuhi laughed again. Gon was adorably funny. She nodded. "Of course!" she exclaimed back. The enthusiasm was at its highest peak when the two of them talked.

It was a minute of sharing jokes and airy laughs, when Yuhi then suddenly felt a hand on her right shoulder. It was forcefully but gently trying to push her to the left. With instinct and surprise, she obeyed and took two steps to her left, slightly bumping into Gon – quite confused. The second she took the step, a fast moving car then raced on the street from behind her.

"Are you okay, Yuhi?" Gon immediately asked, eyes sparkling with concern.

Yuhi nodded and managed to shoot a smile towards Gon. Her eyes grew wide and she instantly thanked the heavens she didn't get hit, because she was so close to it. Without pausing in her tracks she looked at her right shoulder. The hand wasn't there anymore, but she knew from whom it belonged. Her chest was galloping and pure glee was filling her system. She hesitantly turned her gaze towards the boy behind her, slightly avoiding eye contact. Her pulse was racing but she managed a smile. "Thank you," a silent mutter.

The white-haired boy transferred the candy in his mouth from his right cheek to his left as he looked away. "You should watch where you're walking!" His tone was silently annoyed. But hey, he's Killua. It's in his nature.

Yuhi blushed. She knew she should be saying something like, 'I will next time, I promise!' with a solid face but she ended up smiling in awe. She was speechless.

"Great reflexes, Killua!" Gon noted to his best friend.

The addressed then grimaced at him. "What are you talking about? Anyone could see that coming, you know!"

"I know! I heard it coming but I didn't know it would run so close to Yuhi!"

The latter hearing the conversation then gulped. Why didn't I hear it coming? And I didn't even see it until it was racing within my sight!

Gon moved in front of the girl. "Sorry, Yuhi. Let's trade places."

Yuhi blinked and stared at him for a while. Then she nodded slowly as she moved to her left. "Sorry. Next time I'll be alert so we don't have to trade places when I am walking next to the road." She beamed at Gon and at Killua.

The former returned the smile while the latter just looked away.

Gon then looked ahead. His face instantly lightened up. "There's the bus stop!"

Yuhi blinked again and looked ahead. "Oh, yeah!" Aww, it's time to leave…

They all paused by the stop signage to wait for a bus.

Killua nudged Gon in the elbow. "Hey, Gon, let's buy something to eat on the way home. I'm starving," he silently mumbled, throwing the stick of the lollipop he was eating in the nearest trash bin and placing his hands behind his head.

Gon didn't give a response. He just blinked and looked like he was thinking after hearing what his best friend had to say.

A bus then was within their sight. Yuhi straightened up and turned to Gon. "Thanks for today!" She smiled. "I'll be off now." She glanced at the white-haired boy but never engaged in eye contact. The bus then stopped. She tip-toed then fell flat on her feet again, glancing at the pile of papers in the raven-haired boy's arms. She held out her palm for them. "See you in school on Monday!" She smiled. See you on Monday… Killua. Her heart skipped a beat after uttering his name in her mind. It had a good tickling ring to it whenever she said his name. It made her shrug in delight.

The bus' door slid open, revealing a waiting conductor and his driver, looking their way. Yuhi's smile never left her face as she waited for the papers with her big bright auburn eyes.

"Hey, kids, let's go," the conductor announced.

Yuhi waited, and suddenly, Gon hopped inside first.

The spiky-haired kid's face was beaming with enthusiasm as he spoke. "Let us ride with you home, Yuhi!"

..

.

"Eh?" Yuhi and Killua asked in unison.

The girl then straightened up and blinked as she turned her gaze at the white-haired boy who was standing beside her.

Killua was blazing. "Are you kidding me, Gon? You're acting like a freaking 7-year old again!"

Yuhi felt a tiny slash in the chest. But she agreed with Killua in her own terms. It would be so embarrassing if she were to give Gon and Killua the trouble of travelling to her home just to accompany her; that's what she feels. So, quite reluctant, she denied the request. "I don't want to cause you the time of coming to our place," she declared carefully.

Gon's smile was as stagnant as his request. "Don't worry, we won't be wasting our time there. Killua said he's hungry, didn't you, Killua? So, let's try the ramen in there! I'm actually starving too. Hehe." Gon sheepishly laughed, rubbing his belly.

Killua grunted and ruffled his hair frustratingly.

Yuhi gulped. She was torn between the thought of causing them trouble and the thought of having them taste the pride of Roroturo.

"Hey, people are waiting, ya know," the conductor announced again.

"Please?" the spiky-haired boy insisted, looking at Yuhi and locking gazes with his best friend.

The latter only shot him a look as groans of frustration were escaping his throat. "Gon…" They exchanged looks for a while, reading each other, when finally Killua sighed and closed his eyes. His eyebrows were creased as he mumbled "Fine…"

Gon's smile was wide. He turned his gaze at Yuhi. "Well?"

The girl's heart was beating fast as everything sank in her mind. Killua agreed to go to my home. Killua will go to my home. Killua will… She swallowed hard. "A-Are you sure it'll be okay with you?"

Gon nodded optimistically.

Yuhi was suppressing her smile while turning her gaze towards Killua. She pressed her lips together.

The white-haired boy sighed again. He crossed his arms against his chest and looked away. "…Whatever."

The girl cleared her throat to rid the giggle she was forcing her body not to reveal. Excitement filled her system. She will be having friends at home that afternoon! "Then, s-sure!" She beamed at Gon.

And then, they were inside the bus, headed to Yuhi's home.

-CHAPTER END-


Thank you again, AKatsinTcup, Pika Yuhi-chan for keeping up, Colorless Butterfly for saying it's cute, awww :') And to all other people who recently just followed and fave=d this story! Lemme reply to guest reviews here.

To Someone: Hello! I want to know who you are. Hahaha! Thank you for keeping uuuup, omg you've been here since Ch1. I hope you could keep up. And yeah, glad I cleared up the misunderstandings as soon Hoho. To 2102032: Hello as well! I have been figuring out what you said about... "i feel like i failed you." What does that meannnn? Haha! Thank you for being excited and for loving certain elements in the story, aww :') And to Mai: Hi, sweetie! You sound so cute in the review. Hihi. I am so glad that this story makes you smile. And this story is so lucky to have a reader reading an OC story for the first time. Yuhi feels special. She thanks you all. You all are so awesome. Thank you for reading and reviewing!

Again with the endless footnote: Please continue leaving a review, all! Please, please, please, please review! Thaaaaaaaaank youuuu! *^^*