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People have been asking why do Leorio and Kurapika know Wind is a girl? Well, since it was NO-ONE'S pov, so I just made the references to them girls. I mean, if it was NO-ONE'S pov, then why should I make them guys?

Anyways, on with the story!!!

Wind's view now…

Netero-san said his introduction thingy, and the pink blobby man yelled out the matches.

Kurapika v Hisoka

Wind v Efoe

Gon v Hanzo

Loser of the first round v Bodoro

Killua v Pokkuru

Loser of the fifth round v Gitarakuru

Loser of the fourth round v Leorio

Loser of the second round v Dusk

I gulped. This followed the anime (since in the manga, Gon's fight was first). I gulped again. Why couldn't I be Dusky? She didn't need to fight. I glanced at her, and she seemed to be smiling smugly to herself.

Damn anime world rules.

I sighed. Figures. I guess I needed to be knocked out… I hope it's not that painful… That reminds me, how long would my pain-killer last? In my reverie, I had missed out on Kurapika stepping out onto the fighting area with Hisoka.

Sigh. I went towards the wall and sat on a seat there. I should get some sleep before my fight came. I mean, I didn't know anything about Efoe a.k.a the really short pudgy guy.

And with that on my mind, I slipped into sleep.

2 minutes later…

'Wind! Wake up! It's your fight already!'

I looked up blurrily. Huh? Then I looked at the clock on the wall. Two minutes had passed.

Yeah sure. I knew Kurapika's fight was short if you didn't have all the slow-mo effects and their thoughts put in like the manga and anime but I didn't expect it to be THIS SHORT. How am I supposed to regain strength in TWO MINUTES FOR HEAVEN'S SAKE?

I straightened up, levered myself into a standing position and stumbled onto the fighting area. I think there were those sleepy bubbles around me. I yawned and smiled when everyone I could see had a sweat-drop on their face clearly saying 'would she be alright?'

I smiled and leaned on my staff while analysing the pudgy fat guy. He stood up, walked over to face me and suddenly smiled.

'Can you wait a moment?' I nodded. He reached towards the back of his head and pulled down. And the most surprising thing was it came down as a zipper.

He was in a zipper suit the whole time he was in the hunter exam?!

I mean, wouldn't it be stuffy? How would he breathe?

He stepped out of the zipper suit with a smile. Then I suddenly noticed he was taller than me. How the heck did he fit into a suit that's two times smaller than me?

'Aah, that feels good.' He patted his own hair. It was blonde. 'Can I choose the way we fight, miss?'

I shrugged. I don't care. As long as I get knocked out, it's fine. Wait, that sounds masochistic…

'My weapon is poison. Is that allowed President?'

Netero-san stroked his beard.

'Poison is a weapon. It is allowed.' He smiled at me.

'Let's have a match, shall we? Since President Netero's words were 'The fight's rules are simple. Weapons are allowed and pushing your opponent to quit gives you the victory,' then you shouldn't mind having a non-fighting match? I am quite weak in fighting see.'

I smiled. My body was starting to weaken, and my situation was deteriorating, so a full blown fighting match wasn't that good. Thank goodness I got paired up with this person.

'I agree to your terms. How shall we play?'

Leorio suddenly shouted, 'Of course you shouldn't Wind! You don't know who he is and –'

Dusky put her hand on his mouth.

'Shut up.'

Leorio gulped. I looked back at Efoe again.

He looked at me and waved two black people in suits over. He whispered to them something and they nodded and moved out of the hall. A few minutes later, they carried back a huge table, two chairs, two huge cups and five crates of… something?

I looked hard at the crate as they put the table down. Then they drew the chairs and gestured for us to sit. I sat down and faced the other guy. He was quite skinny, and he had really fine features. Maybe in a few years, girls would run him over, but I wouldn't be there to see it, right?

He started talking.

'Rules are simple. You write a question on these cards,' He drew out a pack of blank cards, 'and if the other person can't answer the question correctly in five seconds, they would have to drink a cup of poisoned wine. I have already given the poison to the judge. He will tip it in every cup we drink.'

I widened my eyes. I heard shouts of protest from the side, but I waved my hand at them to shut up.

'Aren't we a bit young for drinking? And dying isn't an option, remember?'

He smiled at me agreeably. Like he was talking to me over a cup of afternoon tea. He was creepy. In a nice way.

'This type of poison doesn't kill the person; it just makes them feel pain. One cup, the person will feel a pain like a minor scratch. Two, the person will start to feel as if a huge gash was torn in their side. Three, it will be like being poked at by hot irons and being hammered all at the same time. But the poison doesn't kill. It just adds pain.'

I gulped. Now I really wished the pain killer will last now. But he wasn't finished yet.

'The winner would be as Netero-sama said. Whoever gives up first will lose. I have also given the antidote to our judge. When someone gives up, he will immediately administer the antidote. Any questions?'

I shook my head.

'I accept your terms.'

The judge immediately stepped up.

'I will be your judge for today. My name is Joyu. Pleased to meet you. I officially declare this match START.'

I leant my staff onto the table and smiled at Efoe. The atmosphere was tense. Every eye was trained on our littlest movement now.

'Who will go first?' I asked with perfect politeness.

'I'm not sure. How about we decide with Jan ken pon?' he also said with perfect politeness.

'Sure.'

The tense atmosphere evaporated. My friends all anime fell. I grinned at them and held out my hand.

'Jan ken pon!'

I put out paper. He put out rock. I smiled and got one of the cards. And stared at it.

'…'

'Do you have a pen with you somewhere?' I smiled at him, albeit a bit neutrally. He looked startled.

'Yeah. Umm… here.' He pulled the pen out of his pocket.

'Thanks.'

I tapped my lip with the pen.

I need to know his strengths and weaknesses first. Which would he be the best at? Mathematics? English? Biology is out because he does poison, and should have studied the bodies of various plants and animals…

I settled with maths and gave him a question I saw from a university book. I passed the card over to him and he looked at it. Then he gave the paper to the judge who read it aloud and frowned.

1…2…3…4..

'The answer is five over fifty-nine cube-root.' I gaped. Wasn't that a little bit too fast? I sighed. Well, maths was out of the question now too. 'My turn.'

He took another pen out of his pocket and scribbled something down. Then he gave it to me.

-The egg of the balank bird has three healing abilities. What are they?-

Oh no, I didn't know anything about this world. I searched my memory desperately. But Jeb had given me a book about species of this world. I had only flicked through it before but I was pretty sure there was a balank bird in there. I passed the card over to the judge and he read the question aloud. I frowned.

1…2…3…4…

'The three healing abilities of the egg of the balank bird are one, it can stop bleeding. Two, it helps failing eyesight. Three, when ground and mixed with water, it can be used as a moisturiser for the skin.'

Efoe's eyes twitched.

'Correct.'

I breathed in. Thank you, Jeb!

I took a card and wrote down a question. Then I handed it to Efoe. He read it and gave it to the judge. After reading it aloud he immediately answered my question.

'The planet 'Nor' has one-hundred and twenty active volcanoes.'

I blinked. Astronomy was out now to. I heaved in a breath and accidentally breathed in some dust that was on the table. My lungs started to react.

No no no, I can't have a coughing attack now!

Efoe started writing his question. I put my hands to my mouth but a cough came out. And another. And another. He handed me a question.

-What is the most poisonous mushroom called?-

I knew this! I handed it to the judge, who read it aloud, and then I breathed in to start talking.

'The most poisonous mushroom is call–' I coughed. The count started again.

1…2…

I breathed in to try and stop coughing. No use.

3… 4… 5…

My eyes widened. The judge tipped some wine (it came from the crates) and shook a tiny packet from the table beside him into the cup and proffered it to me.

I was still coughing, but I dimly registered some yelling from the sidelines. I strained to hear the voices.

'That's not fair! She was coughing!'

Two black men in suits came up to them. I turned my head to eyeball the cup. I winced as I took it and drank it in one gulp. Then I wiped my mouth and gritted my teeth. I will not cough anymore, I vowed to myself. I smiled at him politely.

'My turn.' I took up the pen and wrote a question smoothly onto the paper. He wouldn't be able to answer this question. Their science is old compared to our advancement on earth.

As I gave the paper to him, I frowned. Too bad for him I couldn't feel the pain, but if the pain-killer wore out, I don't know if I could stand the pain.

I watched as they counted down and gave the wine to Efoe. He turned to me after he drank it.

'We're even now. My turn.'

I stared back at him.

I would never let myself lose.

The pain-killer helps. Seriously. We had both drunk about seven cups, and I was not writhing in pain yet. But the fact I could feel pain meant the pain-killers were starting to wear off.

I wiped at the sweat on my forehead and reached out to the pen shakily. Efoe was in the same condition. Maybe he had trained himself against the poison, but he was showing strains too.

I slowly wrote my question down. A sharp lance of pain raced through my back. I bit my lip, trying to keep my blank face on. The only thing, I knew, that betrayed that I was feeling pain was my sweat and trembly hands.

I pushed the card to Efoe and looked at him. He nearly white blonde hair was dampened, but he also had a blank face on. We were using the same tactic. Trying to unnerve the other by trying to tell that it wasn't affecting us.

He read it and gave it to the judge.

1…2…3…4…5…

They gave him another cup of wine. He gulped it down and started writing a question onto the paper. We knew each other's weaknesses already. Him, science (since I had superior knowledge) and me, the history of the world we were in. And we were making full advantage of it.

As he pushed the question out towards me, I knew I wasn't going to be able to answer it. This had become a battle of willpower.

And I would never surrender.

I looked at it, passed it to the judge and waited for the five seconds to be up. Then I drank the cup and faced Efoe.

I admired his strength. He hadn't taken any pain-killers, but he was still there, sitting in front of me, trying to outsmart me. He would become very strong one day, and I respected him for it.

I nearly finished writing down my question when the pain-killers faded away completely.

I nearly screamed. The pain from the poison was mixing up with the pain the cancer sent through me. I was in living hell.

I bit my lip harder and finished my question and flicked it towards Efoe. I couldn't do anything else. Even that movement caused my insides to burn as if a bomb had just exploded in my stomach. I immediately stilled.

I closed my eyes.

When will this end?

Dusky's view from the sidelines…

I gaped.

I gaped at the hard questions they threw at each other. I gaped at the wine. I gaped at the poison. I gaped at the hot guy sitting across from Wind. But I gaped most at the willpower those two possessed.

I couldn't hate that Efoe. I knew he wasn't bad. This was just his fighting style.

I stared closely at them. Maybe Wind hadn't noticed, but I think that the Efoe guy was nearly at his limit. Although they both had had blank faces for awhile now, I thought his face was getting more and more strained. But talking about limits…

I looked at Wind. She also looked like she was at her limit. And for awhile now, both of them couldn't answer any of the questions being thrown at them. I think everyone had realised by now.

This was a battle of willpower.

I looked around me. Kurapika and Leorio were standing together, Kurapika's arm still placed where they were when he tried to stop Leorio jumping in, yelling about underage drinking. They both had wide-eyed gazes towards the battle, both of them with respect in their gaze.

They would be perfect for each other. But as if I would let Leorio have Kurapika! He could be gay with someone else if he wanted to. But not Kurapika.

I switched my gaze and my train of thought to something else.

Gon just looked worried. He kept frowning at the battle. But he also recognised what was happening in front of him. He wasn't dense.

Killua had a blank look on his face. I couldn't tell what he was thinking at all. But I was pretty sure the hands he had in his pockets were in fists.

Back in Wind's point of view…

I drank another cup of wine and stiffened. This was nearly too much. I tried to relax but didn't fully succeed. I turned to face Efoe, flicking my question towards him. His eyes scanned the card. Then the judge picked it up. He had realised awhile ago that we couldn't move unless it was to flick the card at the other person.

1…2…3…4…5…

The judge gave him another cup. He tried to drink it but half-way, he started choking. He put the cup down and suddenly smiled at me. A real smile, I realised.

'To think I would lose to a game that I devised myself! I admire your willpower and respect your knowledge. I gladly surrender.'

Then he fainted.

I could hear cheers to the side. I turned my head around and smiled at them. The movement brought a sudden shock of pain to my already strained body.

I coughed. Something warm came onto my hand. I looked at it.

It was bloody. I stared at it in surprise before the pain overtook me.

And guess what? I fainted.

I guess it is fate that I needed to be knocked out.

But why couldn't I be knocked out in a less painful way?

Killua's point of view. ^^

I loosened my hands and took them out of my pockets. I smiled as Wind turned his face around and smiled at us tiredly. A loud cheer came up from Leorio, Dusk and Gon, all three of them jumping up and down. Kurapika was smiling like me.

Then Wind stiffened and coughed. Everyone went quiet, eyes drawn towards him. I widened my eyes as blood dripped from his hand. He stared at it in surprise before suddenly dropping sideways off his chair.

As we raced to catch him, his hood slipped off, silver-white hair came pouring out. He hit the floor, face turned towards us. For the first time since we met him we saw Wind's face clearly.

I stopped in my tracks. So did everyone else except for Dusk.

His, or should I say her, features looked undoubtedly feminine.

I automatically stepped backwards.

Wind was a girl?

Haha! So everyone realises that Wind is a girl! Did you like this chapter? Or is it getting boring? Since I didn't get much reviews last chapter.

Sigh… But thank you to all who read this and hope you enjoy it! And review! I love writing this, since in the next chapter I will be commencing the RESCUING KILLUA ARC!

I love that arc! *happily bounces off carrying dozens of bags of pineapple*