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After I stood up, Netero-san came up and said cheerfully
'Ah! So you want to play with me too!'
I sweat dropped. He did not look like a guy who was more than one-hundred years old. I smiled politely leaned on my staff and wrote
Yes.
He raised an eyebrow.
'You can't talk?' I shook my head.
No. I was speed writing. It's because no one here knows my language yet, and I and learning it slowly. Until I can talk perfectly, I won't talk.
There, that explained it. Then when I suddenly talked, then no-one would be surprised! Because Jeb would (hopefully) be able to work that program and let me and Dusky able to talk to them!
'Try talking to me. I've picked up a lot of languages in my years…'
I'm sure you did.
'…so I might be able to understand.'
I nodded and talked. My voice was a bit rusty from lack of use. I coughed a bit, and drank some water. I tried again. My voice was still a bit dry.
'Hello, my name is Wind.'
His eye-brows rose.
'I've heard that language before. I learnt how to understand, but I have trouble speaking it. That's your problem with our language isn't it?'
I smiled brightly at him and nodded. I was happy! Someone understood my language! Wait, wasn't my language from earth? And so I asked him, in a polite way of course.
'Yes. I cannot talk your language as of yet. I will pick it up soon enough. How did you learn my language Netero-san?' I was really puzzled with this. I really did think my language didn't exist here.
'Oh, that was years ago when I met someone from the secretive country of elemental controllers. You know the huge country Avril. It's the big continent island country that doesn't let visitors in. Fortunately, I was one of the lucky few who got an invitation. They are surprisingly rich. How do you know their language?'
Now, in the space of a few minutes, I found that the country I was apparently princess of was secretive country that didn't let visitors in unless with an invitation and I guess, with a person from that country. It was also rich and big, an island and it was called Avril. I gulped. Should I tell him? It would be a good thing right? Since Netero-san was very important. I guess I was important too now.
So I said in perfect formal language,
'I am Wind, which is a shortened form of my name. I know this language because I come from Avril.'
He raised his eyebrows.
'It is an honour to see a person from Avril, since they are a well respected people of this world. I guess your cloak is a protection. What is your status? Everyone has a status on Avril.'
I guess, if I tell, I should tell everything.
'I am Imperial Princess of Avril, the heir apparent to the throne of Avril, which is currently held by the Clan of Fire. My parents are the holder and leader of the Air Nomads. I have many titles, but I only give you this one, since this is most important.'
I smiled at him. I didn't understand half of that stuff. Jeb just told me to memorise it one day in those weeks of training torture. He hung it in front of my face so I had to read it. But I did know that whoever was born with the power of the five elements (even a beggar) would become the heir apparent. It was a pretty high status. And by the reaction in Netero-san, it was more than only important.
Netero-san widened his eyes.
'It is an honour to meet you prin…'
I raised a hand immediately and imagined the air around his mouth still. He couldn't talk. His nen struggled against it though. I frowned and clenched my fist. It stopped struggling. I smiled.
Perfect.
'Please don't mention my status. My best friend is here as well, but we are trying to hide our origins, as we may become targets. And you know the tradition to send the heir to become a hunter at the age of ten-eleven, so it's not that big of an issue.'
He was starting to try and speak again. So I relaxed my arm and released the air.
While we were doing this, Killua and Gon were standing there, looking on…
From Killua's point of view for awhile
I was very interested at the one sided conversation, since I could only understand one side. I had learnt that Wind was from a secretive country of elemental controllers. That meant that he controlled an element too.
I wonder which?
When something about status was mentioned, Wind replied, in his strangely girly voice. I had noticed that when he smiled he looked like a girl. But it can't be possible right? But then, the old man eyes widened and he said something weird. That old man had seemed like nothing could make him surprised.
'It's an honour to meet you prin…'
I frowned when I realised he wasn't talking anymore and Wind had started talking. I was watching with interest. But Gon suddenly nudged me.
'Hey Killua, when are you planning to tell your parent's occupation to Wind? You said that people didn't usually react like me.'
I scowled. I forgot that. I'll tell him later.
Then the annoying old man just looked at Wind, nodded at him and turned to us again, smiling.
'If you take this ball, you win. You're free to attack me anyway you'd like! I won't hit back. I expect you already know what we're talking about?'
Wind nodded. He smiled brightly. He was beautiful. Gack, that just sounded gay. I can't be gay! I was interested in girls, I was straight. But then, when Wind stopped smiling, I just thought: What? He wasn't beautiful anymore. That's good. That's very good.
To distract myself from my train of thought, I looked at the annoying old man.
'We just have to take the ball right? Alright I'll start.'
'Go ahead.'
I started walking forward. I was never going to lose to this old bag.
Back into the mind of Wind
I felt like clapping my hands. I was going to watch the match! I was the luckiest girl in the whole universe!
So I just settled in for the scene.
I wish I had some food, preferably pineapple…though popcorn would be ok...
I shrugged, sat down and wrote to Gon, (who had drifted over to stand beside me) that when the two of them were all worn out, I would try.
He nodded and ran to his turn. I smiled a bit when he jumped so high that he bumped his head on the ceiling.
He's so cute, in a teddy-bear way and innocent too. Completely opposite to Killua, who had been a killing machine from birth.
I smiled in interest as Gon attacked Netero-san with his boot. I had been watching for hours on end, I swear my bottom had gone flat. But it was very interesting and I never got bored. The ball went up into the air.
'We got it!'
Killua and Gon reached their hands out to the ball, nearly touching it. Then suddenly, a blur in the shape of Netero-san came between them and broke them apart. He skidded and left a burning trail that started to smoke. His feet weren't smoking of course, the ball and the floor was. It was that fast, it made the metal floor smoke. I looked at the floor in awe.
'You almost got it. Nice try!' He smiled at them. He was rolling the ball on his head. Which I didn't think was that good of an idea, since it was still smoking from the scraping it got. Wasn't it hot?
Killua suddenly got up.
'That's it for me. I give up, I lost.' He swung his jacket over his shoulder and turned away a bit. He didn't look at all like he was at the verge of killing somebody out of frustration. He was giving up to avoid a massacre of people he cared about.
'Why, we've still got plenty of time left!' Gon replied smiling happily while pointing at the clock. 'We almost got him!'
Killua looked at Gon as if he was stupid. He probably was, in the art of combat. No offense intended of course.
'Really… Didn't you get it? He didn't even use his right hand and left foot! Even if we tried a whole year, we couldn't catch the ball.'
'What?!'
Gon looked at Netero-san. I knew it was time to try my trick.
So it all depends on my imagination huh? Ha, let's see how you react to the result of my imagination.
'Aaargh, that old bag is starting to get on my nerves. Let's go Gon!' I started writing. I started snapping my fingers to get attention.
My turn now. Did you forget about me? But my result of course, doesn't let anyone have any awards get it?
I glared at them, and not waiting for a reply, I went unsmilingly to Netero-san until he was less than a metre away. He was holding the ball tightly in his hands. I smiled at him, and then started imagining the air around Netero-san except near his mouth was hard to touch. So that he couldn't move. His nen started to fight me. I tried harder. I slowly clenched my fist and finally, he couldn't move. I walked over and tried to get the ball.
'Smart trick there kid! But I'm holding it very tightly, so you can't snatch it off me!'
I glared at him. I was starting to get frustrated. And annoyed. Very annoyed. I imagined (in the state of mind Jeb taught me to enter) that the air around his fingers clamped like a vice. I slowly raised my other hand and twitched my fingers. The nen started fighting me again, and I saw the finger muscles struggle not to loosen. I suddenly clenched my hand into a fist. Now I had two fists in front of me. The fingers collapsed all at once. The ball dropped to my feet. I picked it up and smiled an urchin grin to Killua and Gon. They were watching with their mouths open. I unclenched my other fist to free Netero-san and gave him back the ball.
'Aah, I was no match for you after all. I did hear that all the people of the country of Avril had abnormally high nen levels, and considering your status, no wonder. Me! Losing to a little kid! I'm losing face in my old age. One day we must have a match.'
I shook my head.
'My meagre skills are no match for a level at your competence, Netero-san.'
He smiled.
'Just call me Netero. Netero-san makes me sound so old! Well then,'
He looked at Gon and Killua.
'Weren't you going?'
Killua started up first.
'Come on Gon.'
'I'm going to try a little more.'
'DID YOU LISTEN TO WHAT I SAID? It's impossible! You'll never get the ball!'
'I don't care about the ball. Anyway, Wind got it already.'
Killua stopped in his tracks.
'We've still got time left. Now I'd like to force him to use his right hand.'
Killua looked at Gon weirdly with his poker face.
'...Ok, good luck. I'm gonna rest a little.'
The door clanged shut.
'I'm sorry Netero-san,' I said, 'I need to find my friend now.'
'It's ok Wind-dear. Just come to me if you have anything special. Like restrictions on perverts, just come to me!'
I sweat dropped.
'Ok! Tell Gon goodbye for me and a see you later!'
I waved to both them and went out.
CLANG. The door clanged shut.
I followed Killua. I hoped I could stop him from killing those two guys first. But it was necessary. And the two guys were rude. My face dropped. Maybe I could go under disguise to stop Killua? Naah, doesn't work. I think he would know me even with glasses.
Which way did he go?'
I turned a corner and saw a bloody carnage of body pieces.
I was too late.
I ran to catch up to him, my shoes bloody. I grimaced. My shoes were leaving bloody footprints. I didn't care, its just that the carpet was very nice. But I had to go faster. I leaned on my staff and imagined it floating a little bit up so I use it to move faster. I was whipping through corridors looking for a thatch of silver hair. Then I saw it. A little bit too late. Killua was right in front of me now.
Ack, I can't stop now.
So I screamed.
'KILLUA!'
In Killua's point of view
I heard a scream of my name in a weird accent. I looked around me, my hands still bloody after that incident. I just calmed myself down, since I had already vented out my anger on the two men. My arms got into the automatic block position. Something soft bumped into me at a great speed. I fell over.
My sight was filled with a face and brown cloak.
'Wind? Why are you here?'
I noticed his bloody shoes.
Oh no, he went to the murder scene… No doubt he knew it was me.
He got out his sketchbook and his pencils from that pack he always wore. Then he started writing. I winced. Was it a message saying he didn't want to be my friend anymore?
Next time you murder somebody, don't do it in the middle of the corridor. It makes really crossing very gross. But best, not murder at all for no reason of course!
I stared at him in disbelief. First Gon's reaction to my parents being assassins and now Wind's reaction to my recent murder, these two people are special. So I tested his reaction to my parents being assassins. He just stayed silent, while he started writing on his board.
I knew that already. So?
I looked at him in disbelief again. He knew I was an assassin and he still befriended me? But then, if he knew so much about me, he should know other things too.
'What other things do you know about me?'
He stuck his tongue out. Then showed me his message.
NOT TELLING!
Then he got up, smiled at me, took my hand and led me to where Kurapika and Leorio were sleeping. Then he walked/ran/speed walked away.
I smiled. It was hard not to be happy when your two close friends didn't abandon you when they found out that you were an assassin. But a bit weird though, I must admit.
Back into Wind's point of view (again!)
I went to find Dusky. But first, the most important thing is right now is toilet. I didn't want to go into my special toilet yet. So I searched for a normal toilet. It was a unisex one. I went in and guess who I saw? Dusky.
'Hey. Thought about joining you then stopped, because I found Kurapika. I just feigned sleep on the other side while watching him. He looks so cute when he sleeps!'
I sighed. She was too Kurapika obsessed. So I said my thoughts in one word.
'Stalker.'
'No I'm not! Anyway put the door to engaged.'
I complied.
'Look in the mirror.'
I did. And my face dropped in horror.
'I see a boy.' My voice hushed. Sure, I looked very nice (some would call hot) and I was also even more animeified. But as a boy? Sure, Jeb said I was going to go through some changes but a boy? A BOY??????
'Don't freak, Jeb said that your disease is still in your body.'
'What?' I turned to her.
'Once you pass the hunter test and help Killua, you're going to go to Avril and get the cure. Jeb chose this place because it has a cure for cancer. Though I think they call it something else in this world.'
I sighed in relief. Then I frowned.
'Why does he tell you more stuff than me?' I whined at her.
'Because he likes me better.'
Well that was blunt. But expected of Dusky, I must say.
'Anyway, just take off the hood.'
I took off the hood and found I had long white hair again, my normal pale skin and a beautiful animefied version of myself.
'Why do I look so pretty?'
'Ummm… according to your wish on line 17 page 9.' I looked.
Is there pineapple flavoured cookies in…No that's not it. …I wish I can be prettier than now…
'I actually wished that?'
'Yup!'
'Why did I do that for? Oh gosh, I feel like those perfect people where everything they do is wise and good and they're also pretty and powerful and smart. What were those people called again?'
Dusky answered.
'Err… I think the girls are called Mary-sue.'
'Why?'
'It just is.'
'What a lame name. Why can't they make it a weird name like, ummm, your name?'
'Don't remind me… I hate my name…' she groaned. Then she perked up. 'Anyway, when you put your hood up, you would look like a boy, and when you put your hood down, you'll look like yourself. But don't smile too much, because the special abilities of the cloak only extend to when you're not smiling and special people can notice the tiny change.'
'Ok. No smiling. Got it.'
She smiled at me. It struck me that Dusky was actually really very pretty. She always insisted she was ugly because the first time she told a guy she liked him, he said – Go away ugly – I beated the hell out of him and returned to hospital with him, me all fine and smiling and him bleeding and bruised all over. Dusky had looked creeped out but happy I guess, because I never seemed the type to be violent and I had become violent for her. Now she said she wished to be prettier, she definitely looked like those Asian princesses in those fairy tales.
I got jolted out of my reverie when she put her hood up.
'Now, introduce me to Kurapika.'
I sweat dropped.
'Err…Ok.' I looked at her. She also looked quite nice as a guy. I shrugged and put my own hood up. Then led her to where Leorio and Kurapika were sleeping. They were awake now. They saw me and greeted me.
'Hey Wind!'
I had been writing in my book. Now I showed them.
This is my friend from my own country Dusk. We got separated before but now we found each other again. He's a bit older than me though, and as you can notice a bit taller.
Leorio laughed.
He wanted to meet you. He can't speak your language either, like me, although we can understand each other. Please be nice to him!
I smiled at them and turned around and glared at Dusky.
'I introduced you as Dusk because it sounds manlier. Now no jumping Kurapika in a bout of fan-girlishness ok?'
She nodded and held her hand out to them. They shook her hand smiling at her. She went a bit red while shaking hands with Kurapika and smiled to him a brilliant smile. I nudged her. She forgot the no smiling rule. She grimaced at me. I started writing again.
It's nearly the end of the time slot we were given. It's nearly dawn and I think we might be landing soon. I'm going to introduce him to Killua and Gon ok?
They nodded and looked at the clock.
'Oh look at the time! I need to go replenish my water bottle!'
I rolled my eyes. Leorio should have done that an age ago.
I left them behind, dragging a reluctant Dusky behind me.
Similar introductions were done to Gon and Killua, only Gon we had to nudge him awake and he reacted very happily. He was jumping and pumping Dusky's hand so fast, I thought it would fall off. The introduction with Killua was the same, but he only shook her hand a few times, as a normal person would. Then of course, I told him that Dusky had already known his family heritage for a long time like me, but he had concentrated on finding me and trying to contact somebody he was related to (Kurapika of course) so he never had the chance to make friends. Killua nodded and smiled at us.
'Now we have another weird person joining our group!'
I raised my eyebrows.
You think us as a group?
'—of course not.' He said, after a pause. I guess he really is new to the world of friendly feelings.
This time, I smiled at him brilliantly and of course, Dusky nudged me. So I dropped my smile a bit and told them, well technically wrote to them
We should be landing soon! Let's talk! I'll just drag Gon over.
Dusky stopped me from getting up. She whispered to me,
'I'll get him. You just catch from private time ok?'
I blushed.
'What are you saying Dusky? We are both guys here! Killua's straight! Well I hope he is, lately in the manga he seemed to like Gon, but later, I realised it was friendship anyway, so stop saying such embarrassing things!'
She winked at me and left. I cursed her. Silently of course.
So then, we sat drawing pictures, trying to beat the other with who drew the ugliest picture. We were laughing a lot, because the cloak can't handle smiles doesn't mean it can't handle laughs. I hope so anyway. We were having a very fun time, and I was in the middle of drawing the most demented thing I could think of when Dusky came over without Gon.
'Come on! We see our destination point already!'
And just on cue, the announcement came.
– To all passengers, we are landing—
We all filed towards the exit, meeting Gon and Leorio on the way and Kurapika near the door. And of course, Dusky immediately went over to him 'borrowing' my sketch book to start conversation.
I smiled at them. I hoped we could create great memories together.
So I faced the exit and stepped out into the light of the really bright (much too bright I tell you) sun.
So this is the sixth chapter! So fast! (AND REVIEW PEOPLE!). It's fun to write fan fiction! I created an OC for Kurapika and Killua because they need them. Haha, hope you have fun reading this and hope its not confusing, etc. If there are any mistakes, please review too! I might not be aware of them…
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