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About three weeks had passed already. It was all basically routine anyway. In the mornings I went to Wing-sensei and learnt about nen, (I had finally opened my tenketsu half-way through week two) saying hello to Zushi.

He'd already passed level one-hundred, that little cute chap.

Anyway, afterwards I would go and meet up with Killua and Efoe on level 200. Most of the time they were all cooped up in Gon's hospital room talking about something reeeeaally suspicious. Like for example, that conversation I accidently walked in on two days ago...

'So Killua, what are you interested in?' I heard Efoe ask. I was about to go in but stopped. Why not eavesdrop for once?

'I like chocolate.'

'Same.' There was a clap, and I imagined them hi-fiving or something like that. It didn't seem like them to bitch-slap one another (which was the alternative).

'I like fish-cakes.' I chuckled quietly. So like Gon to like fish-cakes.

'Gon, but fish-cakes are so much less than chocolate! I mean, it doesn't have that sweet creamy chocolatey texture that nothing can ever replace!' Efoe's voice came out.

'I never thought I would agree with you on something like this!'

'Yeah!' They all laughed, and I prepared to open the door until Gon piped up.

'Wind really likes pineapple, did you know, Efoe?'

'Yeah. When I first greeted you two in that restaurant, she ate eight of those really huge cups of pineapple surprises.'

'Really? Wind's amazing!' They all laughed, and I reflected. Was I really that obsessed over pineapple? After a few minutes of thought, I came to a conclusion.

Naaaah...

'But you and Wind went to a restaurant together?' Gon's voice piped up, his bright sunny voice easily penetrating through the door.

'Yeah, for dinner. We were both hungry see, and room service needs extra money.' Killua answered nonchalantly.

'Oh. So technically you two went on a date?' My face burnt red.

'Gon! It wasn't a date! Efoe joined us later, didn't you Efoe?' Killua's (loud) indignant voice filtered through the door.

'Yup! Wind was particularly pretty that day, she wasn't wearing that hood to cover her face.'

Oh my, Efoe thinks I'm pretty?

'What about you Killua? Do you think she's pretty?' Gon's obliviously bright voice questioned. There was a pause, and I unconsciously leant forward.

'Umm... well...'

A hand tapped me on the shoulder, and a nurse holding a tray smiled apologetically to me.

'Sorry, you were blocking the door.' I waved my hand.

'Oh, that's no problem! Please go in, I was about to anyway.' She smiled and knocked on the door. A second later, she went in.

I was kind of disappointed though. I hadn't been able to hear Killua's answer. I followed the nurse.

'Hey guys!' All three looked up at me in surprise.

'Wind!' Gon happily said, smiling brightly.

'Hi!'

'Yo.'

I smiled. Let's get them a bit flustered. You always get interesting reactions when you say that you overheard parts of the conversation.

And anyway, I didn't hear Killua's answer.

'Hey, I couldn't help but hear some of what you said just then...' Efoe and Killua blanched.

'Did you catch the last bit?' I shook my head.

'No. Please tell me?' I looked at them with puppy-dog eyes. It never worked on Dusky (she knew me too well, seriously it's like she's been immunised against my persuasion tactics or something) but with these two... If my suspicions were correct...

They both blushed.

'Heck no!' They practically shouted at me in unison. I pouted.

'Goooooon,' I whined 'They were talking behind my back and won't tell me what they saaaaid.' He just smiled.

'Well, it's not my right to say Wind!' I kicked the floor.

'Then do you mind me stealing Killua and Efoe for lunch?'

'No prob! My lunch is already here anyways! Thank you Sadey-san!' The nurse smiled.

'No problem Gon-san.' I smiled, just like Gon, to make friends with the hospital staff.

'Well, we're off!' And I took both their hands to drag them off to a random place I wanted to eat at that particular day. They never complained at my choices though. Even when it was obvious that Efoe did not like spicy food, and Killua didn't like that really bad chocolate store.

Wonder why.

Anyway, after lunch, we would just go hang around with Gon again, with Zushi sometimes coming with us. Then dinner would come and I would always drag them to that restaurant with the paedo waitress.

Firstly it was because their expressions were funny. Secondly was to find out the reason why they weren't protesting even though they obviously didn't like it.

The food was nice though. That might make half of the reason. Though having a female companion would've been nice.

Dusky, by her recent phone calls, had finally found their nen master, and Kurapika was becoming more emo by the second.

It also didn't help, she added, that the forest had tonnes of spiders.

We were currently having dinner, and I was chatting happily with Zushi (who had deigned to dine with us when Wing-sensei disappeared to someplace saying it was for 'keeping up with the times'.)

'But Wind, how can you eat pineapple all day long?' I smiled.

'Well, I just like it a lot. And when you like something a lot, you don't mind eating it or doing it all the time.'

'I don't get it...' Zushi's confused face said it all.

'Well, for example, if I said that I really liked, I dunno, Killua, then I would want to be with him all the time. Get it?'

'Nope.' Zushi shook his head, and latched onto his strawberry shake straw, sucking the drink up slowly as he thought about it. Then he looked back at me again. I was puzzling how to explain it to him.

'Umm... Anything you really like to do, so much that you wouldn't mind doing it the whole day?'

Zushi thought hard, his (really thick but somehow cute) eyebrows meeting in a V in the middle of his forehead.

'Well, training, I guess...' I stared. He actually liked training? What a weird kid.

'Oh, err... training huh? Well then, what if I told you that you weren't allowed to train for the rest of the month?' Zushi's eyes widened.

'That would be horrible!'

'Exactly.' I nodded wisely, stroking a fake beard. He laughed, and I smiled. 'So you would want to do it every single day, and you won't feel good without it. Get it? Obsessions, liking, loving, these thingies all start with just, I dunno, the feeling of need.'

Zushi nodded. I sighed in relief. Zushi was much deeper than I anticipated. In both the anime and the manga, he had seemed the oblivious innocent boy. Now that I've actually met him, I realised he was much more mature than I had credited him for.

'Hey Efoe, do you like the...' I looked up from Zushi (who was sitting next to me) to the others. They had unreadable expressions on their faces.

'Err... Killua? Efoe? What's with the long faces?'

Efoe was the first to break out of it. He smiled at me. Efoe was a bit older than me, I think. What was he, about thirteen?

'Oh, just thinking about what you were saying. Deepish, isn't it?'

'Naah, just normal thoughts.'

And we continued our conversation.

'How old are you exactly, Efoe?' I asked, still trying to puzzle out his age.

'Me?' He pointed to himself. 'Well, I'm thirteen, turning fourteen. Why?' I shrugged.

'No reason. I turned twelve in the hunter exam, and Killua's turning thirteen. Zushi here is the youngest.' I laughed as I noogied him. He (nearly) scowled.

'Don't do that! I don't need my hair messy!' He scolded me and tried to fix his hair up again. We lapsed back into silence, Zushi and I, while Killua and Efoe bickered with one another about something.

They were always bickering about something. Unlike Killua and Gon, who never argued, Killua and Efoe were always arguing. It was cute sometimes. Other times make me want to strangle them.

Zushi slurped his strawberry milkshake, and I studied them both.

Killua, of course, was already good-looking. White hair and features that had just started developing, he was a bishounen in the making. And with his personality, just imagining him a few years on (like...sixteen or so?) already crowded my imagination with fanclubs and creepy stalkers.

Efoe was the same. Although starting to lose some of the childish looks, he still (somehow) looked like an innocent little kid. Blond hair and grey-brown eyes, he seemed like the older brother I never had.

I bet he could be a model when he grew up. I thought as I noted his foot size.

'Hey Wind, how many pineapple specials are you going to get today?' Killua asked. I shrugged.

'Two. And I already ate two. Come on, I'm tired...'

Zushi sprang up, and Killua and Efoe stood up too. I scooted out of the seat and paid the bill on the table. Then we walked out.

'Bye Zushi!'

'Bye Wind!'

He walked away, and we walked towards the tower.

We chatted about nonsense stuff and we soon reached the 200th level.

'Well, night guys.' I rubbed my eyes and smiled. Then I tromped through the door, my staff thumping the floor. Then I closed the doorway and made a beeline to the bed.

Sleeping, I reflected, should be an Olympic Sport. It's so hard to sleep sometimes, and sometimes it's hard to wake up. But sometimes you can crash into bed and sleep immediately as well...

My thoughts continued on that line until I fell asleep.

Which wasn't long at all.

'Wind.'

'Yes Wing-sensei?' I looked up from my spot on the floor, pausing from my meditation.

'I want you to battle with someone.' I raised my eyebrows.

'Err... Why?' He massaged his temples.

'I usually won't do this, as all of you are still too weak to challenge seasoned fighters of nen. But to continue training you, I need to know your level. And I'm afraid that you fighting me in the streets would get the law-enforcement on us...'

I shrugged.

'Ok. No big deal. When?' He looked a little lost and vague.

'Umm... what about this afternoon?' I frowned a bit.

'Why the rush?' Wing-sensei stumbled a bit on his words.

'Well, I need to verify something that I need to know to continue training you by tomorrow.' I sighed. This would break my schedule.

'No problem Wing-sensei. I'll sign up now.'

'Thank you Wind.'

'Though can Gon watch it?' Wing frowned.

'Well...'

'Pleeeeeaase?' I put on my best whiney voice. I haven't used it for so long, it was getting rusty. It never worked on the doctors, nurses or Dusky (my main targets) so what was the use of using it? I had always thought that way.

Well, until now.

Wing sighed.

'Ok. I'll make this an exception.' I cheered.

'Yay! Thank you Wing-sensei!'

'It should be me thanking you.'

I shook off his cryptic words and headed towards the door, patting Zushi's head when we nearly crashed on the staircase.

'Leaving already Wind?'

'Yeah. I have something to do today. Wanna watch?' He grinned.

'Ok. What is it?'

'Ask Wing-sensei.' I didn't wait for his reply and walked out of the building. Then I hopped on my staff and flew towards the 200th floor. I knew that if I wanted to make sure that I have a battle space today, I would need to book early.

I stood on the battle stadium's stage. It was an amazing turnout really. I only signed in what, three hours ago? And the stadium on the 205th level was packed.

Wing-sensei was one of the miniscule looking people out there, as well as Zushi, Killua, Gon and Efoe.

Ha, too bad they knew of my battle too late to stop it.

I looked across the stage to see my opponent, my hood obscuring my eyes.

'But Wing-sensei! Why did you tell Wind to battle so soon? She just opened her tenketsu last week, and...'

'Zushi, stop.' Zushi shut up. 'I need to check something.'

'But what for, sensei?' He was truly curious now, although still a bit worried for his friend.

'Do you know about the elements, Zushi?' Wing seemingly randomly asked.

'Well, there are four elements. Fire, Water, Earth and Air, but some people think there are five, and fifth one is metal...' Wing interrupted here.

'You're right Zushi. There are five elements. Although the fifth element isn't metal.' Zushi leaned stood up, trying to get a view of the two miniscule people on stage.

'Then what is the fifth element sensei?' He asked, not getting the relevancy of the questions about elements to Wind being asked to go into battle.

'Now that Zushi, is what you should find out for yourself. And stop standing on the bench.'

'Hai sensei!' He plopped back down.

My opponent was a big dude, and was apparently a favourite with the crowd. I studied him.

He had floppy black hair, and was carrying a weapon that looked a cross between a pair of scissors and a scarf. He also only had a loin-cloth on, like those cave-men.

It was obvious that he was showing off his muscles. A quarter of the crowd were women (surprisingly).

And they screamed when he came up on stage.

Now, I thought I knew what screaming was like. With Dusky on me for every little thing I did, I thought that was the loudest case of screaming I would ever hear in my life.

I was wrong. Very, very wrong.

When I stepped on stage, everyone became quiet. As if they were still mulling about my "miracle finger act". Then he stepped onstage and suddenly it was as if they started an earthquake. The girls were screaming their lungs out, holding banners with love hearts on them.

He smiled and waved, and a gust of wind blew the loin cloth about, giving his fans... "service". I shuddered. Such revolting acts.

...

Where did the gust of wind come from anyway?

One of those annoying bouncy announcers went into the announcer's box.

'NOW, THE BATTLE WE'VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOOOOOR!' She screamed. I blocked my ears, leaning the staff against my arm. 'Our crowd favourite Adan, secretly called the air-cutter, comes back onstage yet again to the loud cheers of HIS FAN-CLUUUB!'

They screamed again. The hard-core battle fans covered their ears from their high-pitched shrieking.

'He has never lost a match! His victories to losses count from five to zero, and his battles are always an eye-catching spectacle!'

Shots of Adan came up on the screen, with his past opponents mostly being cut, or collapsing and him in a victory pose, his signature loin-cloth fluttering about.

'And our new-comer Wind! He had risen from the first floor to the two-hundredth with surprising speed, and now is confronting his FIRST EVER BATTLE ON THE TWO-HUNDREDTH FLOOR!'

There were no cool shots of me, except for one video. That video was the one that I mentioned earlier, with my eyes glinting dangerously under my cloak in hard-core anime fashion. I shifted feet.

Can't we start already?

The announcer, after blabbering more stuff about us (mostly Adan. I think she had a little crush on him) she finally called the votes. Or gambling. Whatever you prefer to call it.

'Ooh! No surprise there! The majority of our spectators have betted on Adan winning!' The fanclub cheered.

'And without further ado...' I straightened up and cricked my neck, holding my staff to the ready. 'Let the referee on the stage start the game!'

The guy on the stage motioned us to face each other.

'Now, the winner of the fight is the first person to reach ten points, or when the other is unable to continue...'

Blah blah blah... get on with it already.

He finally finished talking, and finally raised his hand.

'Get ready... start!' Immediately, Adan made a swing towards me. I jumped backwards, my cloak flowing in a stylish fashion.

...

Well, better than being one of the comic-relief characters and tripping on it.

I landed, and Adan immediately ran forward, brandishing his weird scissor/scarf thing.

He likes to attack. That's definitely certain. I whipped my staff out and blocked his weapon attack.

'Ooh! Wind has blocked Adan's attack! Previously, his weapon had sliced solid metal weapons to bits. Why is a mere wooden staff able to block it?' the announcer screamed into the mike. The crowd roared in response.

Adan looked surprised, and I smirked.

'Surprised... Adan?' He took it in his stride.

'Quite actually. What nen type are you?' He jumped backwards, and we started circling each other, eyeing each other carefully. My arms still hurt from the shock they had absorbed. Adan didn't have five consecutive wins for nothing. He was strong.

'Specialty, I believe.'

'Oh. Specialty tends to make things complicated.' I raised an eyebrow, but started dragging my staff on the ground to make a line of where I've went. It made an annoying scratching sound, and I was careful to make the line perfectly curved.

'Why?' Adan was eyeing my action carefully. When he reached where my line started, he started rubbing it off, but still moving and noting my movements.

'Because with the other types, you can generally make a guess on what type of attack. In specialty, there's none of those things. That's why it's called special.'

'Why are you rubbing off my line then?'

'Because it might be part of your nen ability, and you can't ever be too careful.'

'Smart.' I commented. 'But not smart enough.' I whipped my finger forward and sent a fast stream of air at him. The audience gasped at our sudden movements and craned to see what had happened.

He nearly got knocked over, just dodging it by a millimetre. He frowned. I started giving my explanation.

It was what they always did in animes right?

'Specialty is named specialty for a reason. That is why I made a movement to distract you.' His eyes narrowed. 'Because you didn't know what ability I had, if I made a movement that is unnecessary, you would have honed in on it. And when you made to rub off my mark, getting just a little bit more distracted, I attacked you.'

This time, he raised his eyebrows.

'Oh, I must give you credit, Wind. Your plan succeeded, but it seems like my plan had also made it.' My eyes narrowed and I gave myself an once-over without letting my eyes go from Adan.

'What?'

'I myself, is also a specialty type.' I frowned. His earlier comment was right. Specialty complicated things. But what trap did I fall into?

'And so I took it upon myself to show you my power. Do you know what it is?' His eyes gleamed.

'What?' I asked, and stopped moving. He stopped circling as well, and smiled at me. His white teeth gleamed, and his overly shiny olive skin seemed to shimmer.

'My power, Wind,' he was suddenly before me, his face right next to my ear. My eyes widened. What speed!

'Is light.'

And here's the chappie! The fight's going to continue on in the next chapter (which has be next week, if nothing unexpected comes up) so please look forward to it! And please review! ^^ They make posting worthwile, as I could just write and not post.

Though then my friend and sister would yell at me. Sigh... See you all next week!