Hello! Extending my thanks to all my lovely reviewers! And story-alerters and favouriters, or course. My good old friend RGNN and my sister fore beta-ing! (she didn't do much this chapter though...)

WARNING: This chapter will be a bit confusing. So... yeah. ^^

'Gon, Killua, now you will train with Zushi. Gon, you've kept my promise these two months haven't you?'

'Yes.' Gon looked at the string on his little finger. 'To tell the truth, I've been tempted a few times, but every time I looked at the string, it calmed me.'

'It's because I put my nen in it.' Wing-sensei said with his usual smile. Gon looked up incredulously.

'Really?' He asked with wide eyes.

'Just kidding.' We all sweat-dropped at that. He could joke?

'How do you know that he had kept his promise? After all, he could've said anything he wanted.' Killua pointed out, looking at Wing-sensei.

'That's because the string wasn't broken. Gon,' he looked at Gon, 'can you show us your nen?' Gon nodded and closed his eyes and smoothly transferred to the state where his nen was covering his whole body.

My eyes widened. I couldn't feel it before, but now I that I actually knew how to use nen (well, kind of anyway), I realised.

Gon was really strong. And by the looks of it, Killua was too since his nen levels were over the level of Gon. I looked down and sighed.

I needed to improve more, didn't I?

Gon looked up happily.

'I did it! I was afraid I would forget, actually.' He said. Wing-sensei smiled.

'Nen is like cycling and swimming, once you learn you can't forget. Of course to improve it, you need to practice.'

'But I didn't practice and I did it faster and easier than before!' Gon protested.

'That's because you've been practicing ten daily, haven't you? Now Gon, show me your finger.' Gon held up his hand and he started.

'It broke!' Killua looked at it wonderingly.

'But didn't you say that even when you scrubbed at it madly in the bath with soap it still didn't come off?'

'I tied it in a way that when you used your nen it would come off, thanks to my nen.' He said in his smart way, he glasses reflecting light squares. I stood up.

I didn't exactly want to watch a gory fight with Hisoka and the poor guy who died.

'Going toilet. Come back later.' Then I went out the door, listening to them talking a script that I had read over and over.

And it wasn't as if I didn't know what happened with Hisoka's fight… I had to develop my own abilities.

I stalked down the corridor, looking at my hands.

Although every princess had a weakness, according to the books, theoretically our power should be all equal. Then why couldn't I handle earth properly? Why can't I even use the black element thingy I did when I really tried?

So I sat outside the room, in a meditative position, trying out something Wing-sensei had told me to do when I had some free time.

Breathe in… close your eyes and calm yourself. And try to see your nen.

Wing-sensei had said that this needed utmost concentration. It was like gyo (seeing nen because you put nen in your eyes), only reflecting it and looking at yourself. Hardest thing is that you mustn't try manipulating your nen to do it, or you would see a completely different picture than the one you're looking for.

So I tuned out everything.

I looked around. Was this the inside of my nen?

This looked surprisingly like the yellow-skied dimension… I walked around a little and found the tree and the chess set. A vein ticked in my forehead.

This was the yellow-skied dimension! I had fallen asleep!

I growled and forced myself awake. I'll do it this time.

I kicked the ground of the yellow-skied dimension.

Again? This was the twentieth time!

I sat down and sighed. I guess what Wing-sensei said about it not being so easy had been right. But… I looked around. This place was a lot more peaceful than outside Wing-sensei's room. I sat down under the tree and meditated.

Who knows? Maybe my subconsciousness was sending me here for a reason.

I closed my eyes. Breathe in… Breathe out. Relax and try and see my nen…

Two hours later…

I sighed and dropped flat on my back.

Two words to describe my arduous efforts for the past few hours.

Not working.

I turned around on my stomach and half-heartedly tried again, closing my eyes. Ah, this desert is really yellow isn't it? I thought about random stuff until I had nearly drifted to sleep. Then I suddenly saw a glimpse of a… picture of really tangled coloured strings?

I sat up.

What? I tried again. It was a distant non-caring feeling. I tried to grasp it again, and it slipped by my fingers.

I cursed and tried again.

Who knows how long later…

I was in a room with yellow carpet, light yellow glass brick walls and a green ceiling. The glass bricks let in light, and I could see little things everywhere.

There was a picture of a hospital, which had darts all over it, as if someone had thrown them because they hated the even the idea of hospital. Then there was the bracelet Dusky had given me for our first birthday together.

She had made it herself, as she didn't have much of an allowance in the orphanage. But they had taken it off when I had one of my chemo sessions. I had never seen it again.

Pictures and little odds and ends that I remember had been important to me (or hated really) was all around the place. I never actually remembered taking a picture of my family and me standing in front of our new house near the hospital.

I walked around the room, marvelling over this and that. I took delight in the whole (current) Hunter series and nearly sat down to devour them again. Then I realised there was a new book and my eyes had nearly popped out of their sockets from shock.

But I ignored all that and kept walking (if I could make visiting here a habit, I could always read it later). There was everything, but one question kept popping up in my brain.

Pineapple. My life was centred around pineapple. Where was it? I looked around the place. I had unwittingly walked right in the middle, and then I realised.

The whole room was a pineapple. Somehow, the room that held my whole life was in a room that was like pineapple. I nearly laughed.

Nearly.

I walked around, trying to find my nen. Those tangled strings… where were they?

I looked around again, walking around the room yet again, and I still hadn't found it. I frowned and sat down.

If I was me… where would I hide my nen?

Somewhere quiet and safe. So where was quiet and safe?

I looked towards the corner and voila! A trapdoor. And opened it and stepped it, unafraid because it was lit like the room above. And at the bottom was the piece of cloth.

It was a huge, undulating, pretty, bright mess. It was all tangled and sometimes it seemed like one strand was strangling the other.

There were five colours, which I quickly connected was to do with the five elements. One was a pearly white, then a shifting blue, a flickering red, a weird but still pretty greeny-brown then black.

The white was dominating everything. It was obvious. Then the blue and red took hold, seeming to be equal and fighting each other. The greeny-brown was only sometimes glimpsed, in the background and so rare that I nearly didn't see it at all.

And well… the black was just there. It was in tiny little strands in the middle of everything. As I stared, I remembered Wing-sensei's words.

'Everyone's nen shows itself in different ways. Ropes, cloths, armour, weapons, food, mirrors, anything. But one thing is certain. If it is tangled you need to untangle it.'

His words made so much more sense now. I walked around the pieces of string and successfully found the ends, but two centimetres in and it was already tangled. I sighed and looked down to see a piece of paper.

I picked it up, and was surprised to see a whole list of requirements that made my powers. There were so many! I didn't know there were so many…

I skimmed through the list. It was mostly things that I do or don't do normally, so I hadn't broken any of them. But at the end, I frowned to see

"Requirement No.67: Afterwards, Windfarest Sani will return back to her home world."

My nen stemmed from the fact I was going back to Earth after this. I put it down, a bit disconcerted. I pushed it to the back of my mind and looked at the pieces of string again.

I'll need something to hold them down while I try to untangle them… Just as that thought popped into my mind, I saw five ring-looking things in the corner. And they had colours corresponding to the nen strings too!

I put them on the end of the strings and was delighted they automatically clung onto the string. As I pushed them up the string so that they would hold the strong at the point where I was untangling it, the ring absorbed the string instead.

I was confused to think if that was good or not, but I just shrugged. This was my brain, it was ok.

So I set to work untangling.

When I was hungry, something popped up with food, when I was thirsty drinks came out of no-where. When my back was sore, it gave me a comfortable chair to sit on. When I was cold, there was a fireplace.

I accepted it all readily, just concentrating on untangling the threads and pushing the rings up so that the strings couldn't get tangled again. I didn't know how long I had been in there. It was just hard knot after hard knot after hard knot after all.

Then it was finally the last ten centimetres. I worked feverishly. It was a particularly large knot, and I was stuck. But I unpicked it and slid the rings to the other side of the strings.

I wiped my sweat with a towel and smiled. No more string, my nen was in those rings now. I stared at them curiously but was distracted by a door that suddenly appeared. I walked towards it.

I raised a hand to push it open and was surprised to see the rings on my fingers. I took them off, put them on the table and tried to open the door again.

The rings suddenly appeared onto my fingers again. A vein twitched in annoyance on my forehead. I pulled them off, threw them behind me and rushed through the door.

Then I was swallowed by a kaleidoscope of colours, and I realised that… the rings were still on my fingers. I sighed and accepted it.

Then I woke up.

'Wind's awake!'

I blinked as faces peering at me became clearer.

'What?'

'We were so afraid that you had a relapse into that sickness you had until Wing-sensei said that you were doing something to do with nen, and you slept for days and days and we were getting worried…' Gon babbled. I sat up quickly and noticed I was in my room.

'What? Days and days?' Gon nodded.

'Today's May 30th. You just missed our fights! Killua and I both won, by the way!' He added happily. I slumped back down.

Days and days? I thought it was only a few hours! And I missed their fights!

…I was looking forward to that.

'Today we're going to start Hatsu. Do you feel up to going?' Killua asked, looking at me for once without that weird red face. I nodded and got out of bed.

'Yeah, I'm fine.' I got up and winced as something dug into my fingers. I looked down to see…

The five rings had followed me into the real world. I stared at them.

No way.

I sighed as I weakly flopped up and staggered towards the bathroom.

I would probably get another long nen lecture from Wing-sensei about this…

With Dusky

'We have another three train rides to go after this, so rest.' Kurapika said gently to Dusky. Dusky nodded and yawned, leaning on the window of the train cabin. 'I'll wake you up when we get there.' He added.

Dusky had already nodded off.

And she had this peculiar dream…

'Happy birthday!'

Dusky watched as a little girl with silver eyes gave a present to a blond haired boy. The boy smiled down at her.

'What did you get?'

'Guess!' The boy shrugged, and went into his house, waving for the girl to come in. The girl did, but ran out at the sight of what looked like the boy's parents. Weirdly enough, they were wearing those weird clan things Kurapika was always wearing.

The boy sighed and chased after her, yelling over his shoulder to his parents about coming back in about ten minutes.

They smiled and waved, the mother seeming to get ready for a party when he came back. Dusky floated behind the boy. This town was nostalgic, as if she was coming back after going somewhere for a long time. And the little boy seemed oddly familiar…

'Open it! Open it!' The girl said excitedly, shoulder length hair bouncing in excitement. The boy laughed and opened it. Then he froze.

'Err… These are earrings.'

'Yeah! I saw Uncle wearing one and I thought giving you one might be cool too!' The girl said excitedly. Dusky laughed at the girl's comments. That was her type of logic.

'But he was only wearing one earring right? Boys can't wear two earrings!' The girl pouted and seemed to think. Then she grabbed the box and pulled an earring out.

'Then we'll share! You'll wear one earring, I'll wear the other!' It was a simple earring, Dusky noticed, silver with a reddish pinkish jewel hanging from it. 'I like it, since it's shiny and you'll like it since its simple, right?'

The boy nodded and took out the other earring. The girl smiled smugly.

'We'll always remember each other now. And don't you forget to give me a good birthday present when my birthday comes!' The blond boy laughed and ruffled her hair. She pouted at that.

'Ok. I'll remember.'

They ran back towards his house, though the girl leaving half-way saying that her mother would be making a fuss now.

And then the scene faded away…

Dusky woke up from Kurapika's gentle shaking.

'Wake up. We need to get off on the next stop.' Dusky blearily nodded, and Kurapika sat back up straight. The movement caused his earring to swing, and Dusky stared.

It seemed familiar… as if connected to her dream. Her dream was important, she knew, but she couldn't remember.

Dusky yawned, and all thoughts of the earring faded away.

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