Hello everyone who reads this story! Hope you like this chapter. This is kind of comic relief, as I didn't really read over what I wrote! Hehe… I nearly forgot that I needed to update a chapter on Sunday!

Surprising really. And please review! All reviews are read carefully and thought about. ^.^

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Wind's point of view…

I nodded myself to sleep, after declining Gon to go find Killua after his interview with Netero-san. I needed as much rest as I could anyway. I think I should let the poor waitresses at the tea bar rest a little, since I had practically been inhaling pineapple tea the minute I stepped aboard the ship...

In Jeb's view…

I sighed and accidently burnt my lunch. I frowned at it, contemplating buying another one. Lunches seemed so expensive these days. Shrugging, I sat back down in front of my desk. I closed my eyes and leaned back in my chair. Maybe if I close my eyes and pinch myself, this would turn out to be a dream. I cautiously opened my eyes again.

My eyes bugged out as the paperwork seemed to grow before my eyes. Where were my assistants when I needed them? Oh yeah, lunch break. I massaged my temples and slowly got to work.

Can I ever escape from this nightmare known as documents? My eyes wandered around the table and settled on the dimension portal to Jeb's Dimension No. 3.

Hehe… I looked around shiftily, seeing no one in sight. I could just go over there and do my 'duties', right?

I grinned to myself as I stacked half the paperwork on one of my assistant's desks and the other half on the other, all the while looking around me. Of course, I left some on my desk, or it would have been suspicious. Then I happily hopped into the portal, hugging a chessboard to my chest. I had realised that Wind was pretty proficient at chess.

Anyway, I reasoned with my guilt at leaving my work to my assistants, Windfarest needs a visit anyway.

Back in Wind's point of view…

I sighed. Jeb wasn't here again? I kicked the ground. Yellow dust clouds flew up and I accidently breathed some in. I coughed a bit and glared at the ground. Dusky had once said 'When you can't blame anyone, blame the ground.'

So I glared at the ground and chastised it.

This is all YOUR fault. I'm bored, but I don't want to sleep in dust again. Argh, why am I talking to the ground? I'm going crazy from being bored…

Suddenly, sunglasses appeared over my eyes. I smiled to myself. I don't know when Jeb didn't become an annoyance. Maybe it was when he showed traits of a really old lazy grandpa. Though he didn't look like it. He looked like… I studied the figure that had just materialised in front of me. A fire ball that was vaguely humanoid.

Jeb grinned at me, holding a chess board in his hands. 'Sayonara!' I raised an eyebrow.

'Isn't that a word that you use when you say bye?' He faltered.

'Really? Damn, I knew I shouldn't have depended on that cheap languages dictionary…' I chuckled at his little kid behaviour and sat down, mentioning he should do the same. He did so, setting up the chess board. I took black, and Jeb moved first.

'Why are you here today?' I asked him as I moved my knight. He pouted as he moved a pawn up.

'Aren't you supposed to say, 'Hi Jeb! I haven't seen you for ages! How are you?'' I raised my eyebrow and immediately moved my pawn. Don't want it blocking my routes.

'No.'

He looked crestfallen, but smiled cheekily as he moved his bishop.

'I pushed all my work onto my assistant's desk so I don't need to do it. I feel slightly guilty.' I laughed at that. Yup, he was lazy, but apparently a genius as well.

'I can believe that.' I said as I moved another pawn to free the queen. He looked offended.

'What is that supposed to mean?!' he asked me indignantly. I waved off his question and pointed to the chessboard.

'Your move.'

He sniffed disdainfully at me and moved a piece carelessly. My eyes gleamed as my fingers twitched. He took in my reaction, looked at the board and widened his eyes.

'No no no no, that doesn't count!'

'Too late.'

I moved my bishop over.

'Check.'

He glared at me then started playing. We didn't talk for the rest of the game, and fifteen minutes later…

'Checkmate.' I smirked as I moved my queen to the last position of my trap. Jeb looked furious with himself.

'You cheated!' I raised an eyebrow.

'When?'

'Err…' He looked around for something else to talk about. 'So… what have you been doing lately?'

I laughed at his change of conversation. 'Not much. Just some random stuff. And did you know? I found pineapple flavoured tea!' He looked impressed.

'Wow. Didn't know that you cam find pineapple flavoured tea.'

I nodded proudly as I started to flicker. I stood up and dusted off my knee-length dress.

'Oh, someone's waking me up. You should go back to your poor assistants. They are doing your work for you.'

He fake-sniffed.

'Yeah. I love them.'

I chuckled as I fully woke up.

I looked up blearily to see Dusky innocently smiling at me. Too innocently. I narrowed my eyes at her.

'What are you doing?'

'Nothing~' she sang. Then she skipped off. All the lights were off except for at the counter of the mini tea bar. I looked around suspiciously. I heard Dusky's voice floating back to where I was.

'Three- Two- One!'

Suddenly, a whole bucketful of water poured onto me. I shuddered. It was cold. I looked closely at the water. There were ice-cubes in it! I twitched my fingers and all the water flew back into the bucket. That didn't work on the ice-cubes though. I glared at the corridor.

'DUSKY, COME BACK HERE!'

I heard her giggle as she skipped down the hallway. I chased after her, after of course, buying six large cups of hot pineapple tea. I think the waitresses were pretty freaked out. To be fair, I had been drinking this for the last two hours or so...

Holding the tray of pineapple tea, I chased after her.

There's not really a point of view for this…

Kurapika and Leorio looked out the window to see Killua trying out Gon's fishing rod while Gon gave advice.

'They're so relaxed. They don't even show any stress about tomorrow's final exam.' Kurapika said, moonlight washing the scene outside with silver light.

'Yeah.' Leorio looked out.

'You should learn from them.' he said with a slight chuckle.

'Hey –'

There was a crash and some laughter. Suddenly, a door from one of the many corridors on the ship banged open and a cloaked figure flew through. The person was laughing so hard they nearly collapsed.

'Hahaha… Kurapika! Leorio! Don't tell Wind I'm here, kay?'

'Dusk?'

'Shhhh!' she put her finger on her lips desperately and peered out into the corridor she came from. From one of the other corridors came another cloaked figure.

'Ha! I've got you now Dusky!'

Kurapika and Leorio looked at the other figure. Wind was slurping on one of the several large drinks she was holding. She finished one with a slurp and threw it in the general direction of a rubbish bin. It missed, instead landing on Leorio's head.

'Oi! Watch where you throw those things!'

'Sorry!' Wind called out to him and immediately started slurping another huge cup of… something.

'Hey, Wind! What's that?' All three were blatantly ignoring the person who was rolling on the floor, still laughing.

'Oh, this? I think it's my forty-third cup of pineapple tea.'

Their eyebrows shot up.

'Forty-third?'

'Yeah. Though a big cup like this is equivalent to three small cups… so six times three equals eighteen, add that to forty three…'

'…' Leorio and Kurapika stared at her.

Dusky took advantage of this silence to creep into another corridor. Then she started running again.

'Hey! I haven't finished with you yet!' Wind yelled at her as she slurped a bit more of her tea. Then Wind started running after her, chucking another emptied cup of tea towards the rubbish bin.

Leorio caught it before it hit his head. He stared at the cup disbelievingly.

'Did she just?' he looked at Kurapika for confirmation. Kurapika nodded, a little awed himself.

'Yeah. She just finished nearly a litre of tea in just half a minute.'

'Wow.'

'I know!' Kurapika and Leorio jumped as they realised Gon and Killua were behind them, their faces pressed into the glass.

'I can hear you just fine from here!' he grinned.

'Come on, Gon! Show me how to do this!' Killua waved the fishing rod around impatiently. Gon nodded and ran towards Killua, showing him the correct way of throwing the line out.

They faintly heard Dusky's screams from yet another corridor.

'Yep. You definitely need to learn to relax like them.' Kurapika said drily.

Leorio had nothing to say.

Wind's view again! ^^

I stared at the building we were supposed to compete in with complete awe. As we walked through the building, I whipped my head around to see all the statues and stuff.

It was all marble and antique looking statues and fountains and ornaments and…

You get the idea.

It looked like one of those huge Greek temples, only more contemporary, and with less detail. We entered the hall. Slowly, all the contestants filed in.

I chuckled at Hanzo. He looked like death had run over him several times over.

'I didn't get to study the history of blah blah blah…'

I rolled my eyes. As if we were going to have a written test. But then, he didn't know that did he? I waited with the other contestants for the examiners and Netero-san. What was taking them so long?

The doors slowly creaked open as the examiners came in.

Buhara, then Menchi, Satotsu, Lippo. Then pink blobby guy came in with president Netero calmly walking behind them, stroking his beard, laughing his weird laugh.

'Hohohohoho. Ho. Ho. Ho. … Hohohohoho…'

I sweat-dropped. Who on earth laughed like that? I looked at the huge whiteboard two of the black-clad body-guards had wheeled in. They walked back to their spots next to the door as Netero-san stood next to the huge white-board.

The pink blobby man smiled at us in his weird nice blobby way.

I frowned at him. Was he even a blob? Or was he a man? Did he have hair?

I studied at him carefully.

Nope. No hair.

I set my pack down gently and leaned on my staff. Today was the fourth day since my last painkiller injection, and I hadn't have time to renew it. I hope it wouldn't wear out before I finished my contest.

And I was also wondering when I was going to battle. It had to be before Killua's fight with his brother, since that was the last fight, and after Kurapika's fight, since he was the first. Can't change that.

And if my fight was after Killua's fight with Illumi, then I wouldn't need to fight. Which would be nice, but according to anime world rules, I hadn't shown any real willpower or my techniques yet, so I would probably end up fighting anyway.

I had mastered the art of fire, while on the island for the fourth test. Jeb had thoughtfully placed a note on how to do it in the yellow skied dimension and I had followed the instructions word for word.

Like how to make barriers, that sort of thing.

I looked at president Netero and frowned.

I hope I would make it to Avril. Even though I don't feel the pain anymore, I could feel the cancer going through me. Call it sixth sense if you will.

But before that, I would need to go rescue Killua, and that would take about a month, calculating from both the manga and the anime. Then Jeb had said it might take a week to get to Avril.

And I also had my fight, which might force me to use my powers for a long time.

I hope this won't take long.

Or that I don't fail and trip over like an idiot in front of them.

I sighed and Killua looked at me, a slight frown on his face. I smiled at him brightly, and he nodded and faced Netero-san again.

I frowned at Killua. Would me being here affect the story-line? I had become as close to him as Gon, to my reckoning, and Illumi's hold on him only worked because Gon wasn't there to tell him that he was his friend.

I gulped.

Does that mean I would be knocked out as well?

I was so not looking forward to this.

I looked towards to where president Netero was standing, smiling like a nice old grandpa. I bet he was enjoying this. It shows you how looks can be deceiving. Very deceiving. If I didn't know better, I would have thought that he was only eighty years old.

Definitely not more than one hundred.

He smiled and chuckled in a nice way. I narrowed my eyes at him. He only looked amused.

Then he raised his hands up and cleared his throat.

And here I will stop this chapter. Sorry if it rambles a bit. I wrote this in half an hour and has not got time to check everything. Tell me if it's confusing please?

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