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I stared at my hands. Why?

Jeb hadn't been coming in my dreams for so long now that I didn't even expect him there anymore in his young looking grandfatherly glory. I've even been counting how long he hadn't been coming into my dreams.

Twenty-seven days.

But who else but Jeb could answer… this?

It was dark, but the moonlight was strong and it lit up the sliver of room that the moonbeam shone on brightly. I heard some yelling from the room over (Gon and Killua's room) and laughter, but I just sat next to the still open porthole just staring at my hands.

Was this a sign? A sign that I would leave soon? I shook my head. No, I hadn't fulfilled all my wishes yet. Then what?

Someone knocked on my door.

'Wind? We're sleeping now! Good night!' I shook myself out of my trance and forced a happy tone.

'Night, Gon!' The two shadows I saw through the crack at the bottom of the door paused.

'You sound strange, Wind. Are you okay?' I looked at my hands again.

I was definitely not okay.

'I'm fine, Killua! Have a good night's rest!'

'Err… Wind, you never say that. Are you sure you're really fine?'

'Yes!' I said in exasperation. Can't they just… go already? I had to concentrate my brain cells on why my freaking hands were fading. I looked down again.

And my arms.

'We're coming in!' Gon called to me after they had murmured to each other a bit. As they tried to open the door, I said the trump card.

'DON'T!' I screamed as I sent a blast of wind to keep the door in place. 'I'M CHANGING!'

The two shadows immediately paused.

'Oh.'

...

…

…

Silence.

Someone coughed slightly. I think it was Gon. Killua's shadow had frozen. I chuckled. Was he in ice-block mode?

'Well, we'll leave you to that then, Wind. See you tomorrow!'

'Have a good night's sleep!'

'Will do.' Killua choked out slightly. I smirked to myself. Then I focused on my disappearing arms.

What was happening? Deciding I better sleep this off, I tried to pull the blankets over me. My arms went through.

Having sheets sticking through your arms isn't the best experience you could get. I huffed in annoyance and let a breeze hover the sheets over me until I felt comfortable. Then the sheets dropped over me (and in my case, through my arms).

The fading seemed to stop near my elbows. But still…

What was going on?

The next morning, I was fine again.

I knew it. It was the full moon. I hate the full moon. Though it was certainly pretty… Was I becoming some type of mutant werewolf or something, changing on the full moon?

I wilted in my head.

Noooooo! I didn't wanna become werewolf!

I sat next to Killua and said hello.

He didn't answer, but kept on eating his scrambled egg breakfast groggily. So I swivelled around so that my face was right in front of his. My hood from my cloak slid off a bit.

'HELLO KILLUA!' Killua blinked at me in surprised. Then he swallowed. Then he opened his mouth to say his greeting back. Then he finally woke up properly from his I'm-still-really-sleepy-don't-bother-me mode, and zoomed on my face and…

A volcano erupted on his head and he turned ice-block.

Again.

Why oh why? I can't even talk to Killua properly anymore because of his ice-block mode! I grumbled irritably and shoved a forkful of scrambled eggs in his open mouth. Even then his mouth didn't close; some scrambled egg actually fell out of his open mouth...

I grimaced. 'Close your mouth idiot.'

Gon giggled. I stared at him.

'Don't turn into girl Gon. Please, I beg you! It's not good for the heart!'

Gon just stared at me innocently with his eyes on full sparkle asking "what Girl Gon?"

I sighed and headed towards the kitchen for my breakfast.

Gon view

It was actually quite fun for Gon to become Girl Gon. He didn't usually do it, but…

The evil voice in Gon's head chuckled madly.

Killua and Wind's faces were so hilarious! And plus that he could get whatever he wanted. Gon waved a hand in front of his face madly as he drank his milk before blowing.

Hot!

'Are you okay, Gon?' Killua asked, concerned. Gon looked at Killua speculatively.

'I'm fine!' Gon said brightly. Killua squirmed under his gaze and stared back into his breakfast.

'That's good,' he smiled. Then Wind came in and he blushed. Gon sighed.

Wind was dense. Wasn't her fault, but still, sometimes Gon had to question how dense she was, when even he knew Killua liked Wind.

Okay, it was Efoe who told him, but still, when someone was aware of it, it was really quite obvious. Wind sat next to Killua again as she ate her toast.

The problem was, Gon speculated (ha, speculated. It's such a funny word), Killua was a major factor in Wind's denseness.

'Hey, Gon, please please please don't do Girl Gon?' Gon blinked at her and was rewarded with a frustrated sigh.

Evil Gon sniggered but went straight back into dissecting Wind and Killua's relationship.

Us three, Gon thought, are as close as triplet grapes.

When Killua and Wind came along (with Wind tagging Dusky along) he was so happy. He had friends his own age! And they were really nice too (though Wind being a girl… that was unexpected to say the least). Gon had immediately become close to Killua and Killua with him. He hadn't really become that close with Wind until they went Zoldyck mansion where Wind had helped him with chores (secretly).

They had bonded really well then.

Wind and Killua… Gon mused. They had always been close. Then the revelation of Wind being a girl and…

Gon laughed a bit into his still burning hot milk. The two of them shot him a strange glance and he waved them away.

It was obvious Killua had fallen. Hard. Although many would think that twelve was too young an age to even be feeling this type of thing, Gon disagreed.

After all, adults were just children who forgot about being fun. So why can't children decide if they liked one another or not?

But the problem was that, Gon thought as he stared at them over the rim of his cup, Killua was too emotionally stunted to act.

Killua's dilemma was that because Killua likes Wind. Not that that's a problem, but Killua was too romantically stunted to do anything but turn into an iceblock when he tried to act upon his feelings, or he acted only normally when he was in denial of his feelings. Yes, Gon thought happily, poor Killua was in a fix.

Sometimes Gon would feel that Wind was close to understanding that yes, Killua liked her. Then Killua would do something totally idiotic and not romantic (his denial mode) that he practically saw that precious train of thought fly out the nearest window to heaven where it most likely took roost and never came back.

But the problem was that he saw that Wind actually liked Killua a lot. Not as much as Killua liked her (Killua, Gon noticed happily, liked him a heck of a lot too, only not in that way) but it could become that way and Gon sometimes understood why Efoe had sometimes screamed in frustration while saying they were too cute.

Wind was most likely the most neutral out of all of them right now. She liked Dusky the most first, then she placed Gon and Killua at a very close second. Then Leorio, for some reason, then Kurapika.

Gon could only hope for the day that Killua would be on the same par as Dusky. He wouldn't mind if he was always stuck on second place.

He sighed into his milk and sipped.

Should he help them?

Evil Gon came out a bit as he smiled.

Maybe.

Killua view

Killua knew. Knew knew knew. Knew that he was being an idiotic being and should just admit that, that…

He liked Wind.

There! He said it! He liked Wind, and that was that, and nothing will change.

Not. It's not like I actually like Wind. I like Wind just like how I like Gon.

No! It wasn't like that! It just somehow felt different…

Then you like Wind. Easy.

No! It wasn't easy! He didn't know if he really liked Wind or not…

Then you don't like Wind.

But he did like Wind! He liked her a lot!

Then you like her.

But he wasn't sure if it was that way or just the same way as Gon.

Then you don't like her that way.

But he wasn't sure!

Seriously, make up your mind already.

Killua sighed. Even his conscience had stopped trying to help him.

Wind view

'We're leaving you to this port!'

'Okay! Thank you, captain!' Gon said happily. The captain snorted.

'Heh, I didn't even want you on my ship at first kid. But you're pretty cool, when I know you.'

'Thank you anyway!'

'No problem kid! Here!' He tossed three apples at us. 'As thanks for your hard work.'

Hmm… the dialogue was a bit different from the original. But then, the original didn't have Girl Gon either.

I smelled the ocean breeze. Whale Island did look like a whale. And it felt… nice. Gentle. Natural.

I laughed at Gon and Killua's puffed up faces and we set off, with Killua complaining about the lack of public transport (the little rich kid). I just kind of floated behind them on my staff, garnering a bit of a stare, but nothing major.

'So we walk until morning?'

'Yup!' Gon said happily.

Killua groaned.

I chuckled behind his back and he glared at me. Then he turned tomato red and turned back to glare at the road.

Heh. Strange behaviour.

…

I was kind of looking forward to meeting Aunt Mito. She seemed nice.

Dusky view

Kurapika stared at me.

'I know you don't want this job, so you're not going into the mansion with me and staying here in the village. I'll visit right after, but are you sure with this?' he said in his dark emo voice.

I wanted the old voice back.

'Yup!' I grinned at him. 'I even have my mobile phone!' I waved the thing at him. He smiled, just a little bit, then he nodded at me.

'Bye.'

'Have a nice recruiting thingy!' He smiled again.

'Yeah.' Then he left the inn and I sat down on my bed.

Now what?

I could practice my nen…

I had found out, quickly, that my nen wasn't like most peoples. Jeb's exercises for nen were better suited for three types of nen types at once going at one-hundred percent at a time.

Which was impossible without a requirement in this world, but still, I did it.

Jeb did say I was special…

My strong ones were emission, enhancement and (surprisingly) transformation.

I didn't like to lie!

But anyway, these three were the only ones I could do. And the other strange thing was this.

I could not do any of the other types. No manipulation, no specialisation, nothing. I could only do those three categories and I couldn't even have one of those decreasing talent thingies at the other nen types.

But I guess, with power comes a price.

And I had it lucky already, only having a price that didn't let me use the other three nen types. I mean, Wind's price had been her friggin' life. In this world, at any case.

I glanced at the clock.

Three minutes since Kurapika left for his interview.

I didn't want to train yet, so I wandered over to the window of my room, enjoying the view of the quaint-looking village and the surrounding forest.

The forest reminded me of our nen training, which reminded me of our Sensei.

Our Sensei!

Something to do!

I picked up my brand-new, shiny shiny phone (haggled by me from 1339 jenis to 789 jenis, courtesy of Leorio teaching me his haggling techniques when I begged him to teach me during one lazy afternoon back when we were still training to open Killua's front door. Not that I was as good as he was yet. I bet Leorio could've bought my phone at 200 jenis or something, the amazing guy) and dialled in Sensei's number.

Only he didn't pick up.

I glared at my phone. I needed to report to Sensei my nen abilities!

I stopped glaring at my phone and glanced at my clock again.

Four minutes since Kurapika left for his interview.

'ARGH!' I screamed out in boredom and flopped onto my bed. Soon the innkeeper was knocking on my door.

'Miss Dusketha, are you okay in there?'

I heaved myself up from the bed and, forcing a smile on my face, opened the door.

'I'm fine, thank you. Sorry for scaring you. Anyway, if I randomly shout like that, you don't have to mind it from now on, okay? I yell when I'm annoyed.'

The innkeeper smiled. 'No problem.' But I could see in his eyes that he was thinking, why do I have to be the one with a crazy teenage girl in his inn?

I grinned wider. 'And could you just please call me Dusky from now on? I hate my name, and adding a Miss in front of my name makes me feel old.'

The innkeeper smiled wider. 'No problem, Dusky.' Then he left, footsteps clattering on the wooden floorboards.

At least he was publicly nice to me.

I glanced at the clock yet again.

Six minutes since Kurapika left for his interview.

Sigh...

I glanced at my phone. Maybe calling Sensei every thirty seconds until he picks up will help me not get bored...

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