^^ I'm here! Current newest chappie is UP! ...Sorry, I'm high right now...
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And so, my happy ranting corner stops... for now
'Hi Dusky,' I said rather anti-climatically and mentally counted the number of times she had called before I picked up the phone.
Wowie... Twenty-seven times?
The phone was ominously silent for a few seconds. Then the screaming began.
'YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO SAY HI? AFTER...' I tuned her out and kept on making agreeing noises and saying the occasional 'yes' when it was required. After a while though, Dusky was catching on to what I was doing.
'Hey Wind, you are listening, aren't you?'
'Yes.'
'Mmhmm... so. What did I yell at you for before?'
'Yes...'
There was a pause (not that I realised it at first).
'You like Killua.'
'Yes... wait, what?' A giggle came from the other end. I frowned in annoyance.
'I said, you like Killua, and you said YES! Ha! I knew you were in denial!'
'Dusky, I don't like Killua. Whatever gave you the notion?'
'Hmm... Maybe because you stare at him?' I blushed.
'I don't! But if I like Killua, you like Kurapika!' Plan A: She won't admit she liked Kurapika, and therefore, I don't like Killua. Perfect!
I could practically see her shrug.
'I like Kurapika. So what?'
Plan A foiled.
I sighed, and dragged a chair over to the phone so I could sit next to the phone without standing there for a long time.
'So, what made you call me?'
'Nothing really. I was just getting bored and all, since we've been in libraries for the last week...'
'Why?' I was puzzled.
'He's searching for something.'
Something clicked in my brain. Kurapika went to the place where hunters found jobs, which wasn't supposed to be easy to find. But he had found it anyway, without nen (which proves how smart he is) and even the woman behind the counter had praised him for it. I had never actually thought how he had found the place. Until now.
'Oh, probably finding that job hunting place.'
There was a pause on the phone.
'Hey, how come me, who has been puzzling over what he has been trying to find for the past week hasn't figured it out yet, and you just come out with the answer in less than half a minute? It's not fair!'
I smirked. I think she could see it (or maybe she just knew me too well). Because the next sentence she said to me was...
'Stop smirking.' I changed my smirk to a grin.
'Stop grinning.' I changed my face into a mock-frown.
'Stop frowning.' I sighed softly.
'Stop sighing.' I stared at the phone incredulously. Did she have secret cameras or something?
'I don't have hidden cameras on you, don't worry.'
...
'You know me to well, you know that?'
'The same for you. But I really wanted to ask you something. Has Gon done that fight with top dude yet?'
'Yup. Recuperating in hospital for two months remember? I don't know what I'm going to do in these two months; it was never covered in the manga or the anime...'
'Then why don't you confess to Killua?' I blinked.
'Huh?'
'Then you can use these two months to get close to each other, if you get what I mean.'
It took me three seconds to figure what she meant.
'Dusky! What are you telling me to do?' The door suddenly creaked open, and a voice filtered in.
'Oh, is Dusky on the phone? What's she telling you to do?' I nearly dropped the phone in shock. The damn anime side-effects! Why do people keep appearing when it's so awkward? I turned around in my seat and smiled awkwardly at Killua who had just entered the room, presumably updating me on how Gon was doing.
'Err... nothing Killua.' He raised an eyebrow and plopped onto my bed.
'Oh really? I'm so very interested in your "nothing".'
'It really is nothing, Killua!'
A sudden beep came from the phone.
[Speaker has initiated function speakerphone] said a machine like voice. And suddenly, Dusky's voice blared out across the room.
'IS THAT KILLUA I HEAR? HOW ARE YOU?' We both winced, and I hurriedly turned down the volume. These phones have so many functions! Dusky's voice turned to normal volume.
'Did you want to know what I was talking with Wind, Killua? Well...' My eyes widened and I hurriedly picked up the receiver, and pressed the button which said "handheld".
[Speaker had initiated function handheld]
'What are you doing Dusky? I hissed into the phone. At the corner of my eye, I saw Killua leaning towards me, his ear growing larger in hard-core anime fashion. I whispered even softer. 'You know I can't do that!'
The only reply that came from Dusky was;
'Drat! Speakerphones off!'
[Speaker has initiated function speakerphone]
'Well Killua, you see...' I pressed the button.
[Speaker has initiated function handheld]
'No Dusky, no.'
'Hehe, never! I am so going to tell Killua!'
[Speaker had initiated function speakerphone]
''...' I cut her off.
[Speaker had initiated function handheld]
'Bye Dusky.' And I put the receiver down. Killua was still obviously trying to figure what she had said.
'What did she say?' I put on an innocent smile.
'I don't know.' He blushed. Why? I just smiled at him...
'Well...' Suddenly, I heard a distant phone ring. Killua got up.
'That sounds like the phone in my room. I'll just go and get it...' He got up. I got up as well.
'I'll come with you.' He shrugged.
'Whatever.'
And we walked in companionable silence, with me trying to get over Dusky's call.
I already knew my best friend was slightly deranged and enthusiastic. And kind of nosy too. So what surprise was there? None. Except the fact that she expected me to confess to Killua right then and there when I obviously don't like him...
We walked into his room, and it was unusually tidy. I thought all boys' rooms would be messy or something...
'Hey Killua, I thought you room would've been messy by now...' Killua walked towards the phone (which surprisingly, was still ringing) and said in this non-committal voice.
'This place has room service, don't you know?'
'Nope.' He picked up the phone, and he was obviously surprised.
'Eh, Dusky? Why are you calling me–' he never got to finish the sentence. I rushed forward, plucked the phone out of his hand, and threw the whole thing right out the window, and watched it as it fell two hundred floors or so.
I winced as I saw it land on someone's head. But they got up again after being knocked over by it, so I gave a sigh of relief and stuck my head back in. And turned around to see Killua staring at me weirdly.
'What?' I smiled out through my most innocent smile. He kept staring.
'Despite the fact that you just ripped the phone out of my wall and threw it out the window from two-hundred stories high?'
'Yup!' I grinned out, smiling a little deranged. Killua just stared, shrugged and muttered something along the lines of
'I knew my friends were crazy anyway...' I playfully chucked a pillow at him. He smoothly dodged it. I wish his reflexes weren't that fast.
'That's nice, calling people crazy.'
'Well, it's true.'
'Want to bet it over a game of chess?' Killua digested my words and scooted backwards.
'No thank you.'
'I thought so.' He flared up.
'Is that a challenge?' My eyes took on an evil glint.
'What else could it be?'
'It's so on!' I whipped out my chess set from my pack and placed my staff on the ground.
'Well, let's start!' Killua narrowed his eyes on the chessboard, clearly thinking why such a big chessboard could fit into my pack with all the other stuff inside. I remembered the bag-stalking episode on the ship and clutched my bag.
'No stealing my bag.' He started.
'Whoever said I was going to steal your bag? Let's start. I'm white.' He moved his knight. I sat down and started as well.
About two minutes into the game however, the doorbell rang. Killua who was thinking how to counter my attack got up.
'I'll get it.' I watched him as he opened the door.
Te let in a very pissed Wing in all his dishevelled glory.
'Who threw the phone at me?' His glasses glinted. I saw a huge anime bandage on his head. 'I saw you, you know Wind.' I widened my eyes.
'Eh?' I squeaked out. 'It was you, Wing-sensei?' He smiled calmly.
Or it would have looked calm if his eyes didn't have that ominous dangerous glint. I was starting to get nervous here.
'Well, a normal person wouldn't have stood a phone being flung from the two-hundredth level floor right onto their head now would they?' He said, his glasses flashing and hiding his eyes. I gulped.
'Err...' Killua just watched. I tried to get out of this situation. Unfortunately, my brain decided it wanted to take a nap.
In simple terms, my brain had abandoned me to a mind-blank at the most crucial moment of my short life. Wing-sensei looked like he wanted to kill me. Aaaaaaaah!
'Erm... Sorry?' He was silent. Then his glasses stopped hiding his eyes and he sighed.
'Well, accidents happen I guess. But what made you so mad that you flung Killua's phone out the window?'
'Well, that's what I want to know too, sensei.' Killua suddenly butted in. 'She was talking to a friend of ours, she's called Dusky. Then suddenly, she threw the phone out the window.' Wing shrugged.
'Well, it isn't our business I guess. Anyway, I came here to tell Wind to come to my place at twelve o'clock noon tomorrow for nen training. She needs to open up her tenketsu fully.' I nodded.
'Hai, sensei!' He nodded and headed towards the door.
'I came here only to say that. You may continue your chess game now.' We nodded and bowed respectfully.
'Hai!'
He left, his shirt still half-untucked. And so, we sat down to finish our game. But unfortunately for Killua...
'Checkmate.' I said, moving my pawn. He grimaced.
'So what do I owe you? This was a bet wasn't it?' I thought hard.
'Hmm... How about treating me to dinner? I haven't had dinner yet, and I heard some people say that there is this really good pineapple dessert there.' He grinned.
'It's always pineapple isn't it, Wind?' I grinned back.
'Yup! And it's your treat!' He sighed.
'Well, maybe there's some chocolate or something.' We slowly got up, me picking up my staff and plodding towards the door.
As we were in the dull elevator ride to the ground floor (it was so annoying, my ears kept popping since we were so high off the ground) I suddenly had a thought.
'Ne Killua, this seems like a date! Isn't that funny, you treating me to dinner?'
Killua, who had been very relaxed suddenly tensed up and muttered something incoherent. So incoherent that even I couldn't hear.
Then his face started to flush red.
I looked at him and realised what I had said. I managed to suppress my blush though.
Yeah... this totally seems like a date. Wish I hadn't said that...
Haha, now they're going on a date! I wonder what'll happen, hm? Though this was kind of filler, sorry...
And everyone! If you want to draw art based on this fic, I don't mind! Actually, I'll go crazy over it, since I would think anyone would use up their time to draw a picture based on my fic. *happy sigh* So go ahead! Just review or PM me if anyone does that! (though if you PM me, I'll probably reply [though maybe a bit late] because I think I need to reply to every single message I get. So don't get unnerved when I do so, ok?)
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