Gon wasn't the best when it came to studying and even martial art history became boring after a couple weeks, or a day in her case. So, when Hisoka had finally allowed them to partner up for the sparring lessons, she was thrilled. She would learn how to improve her fighting technique and see Killua in action. Growing up in a Mafia family had given him a unique set of skills; he hadn't specified what skills exactly so she was eager to observe them for herself.

The entire class was allowed to partner up with the person of their choosing and each duo had their own mat to practice on. The goal was to force your partner backwards until they stepped off the mat, earning the person who did not step off the mat one point. With a total of ten matches, the person who gained the most points would win.

Grinning eagerly at Killua, Gon stretched, pulling each leg up into an upright split and then extending her arms upwards and across her head. He rolled his eyes and stood with his arms folded, seemingly bored. But she knew from the way his shoulders tensed and his lips pressed together as if he were trying not to smile that he was just as excited to spar as she was. The rest of the class was still milling about, trying to decide hit-placement rules and penalties for their matches, but Gon and Killua already knew exactly what to do.

She fell into her favorite fighting position and he quickly did the same. They stared silently at one another, waiting for the other to break first and attack.

Gon could be extremely patient when she wanted to be. Once she had sat for three days in one place in order to capture a rare bird to take some of its feathers to make a gift for her aunt. Most days, she could be very, very patient, but this was not one of those days.

A second before she was going to leap forward, Hisoka called loudly for the class's attention. She huffed in annoyance but straighten up to listen and she heard Killua grumble something under his breathe that sound vaguely like, "Stupid pervy clown."

"Ah, before you begin, there is one thing I forgot to mention." He held up a finger, smiling serenely. "You're not allowed to fight the person you partnered up with. The person on the mat to your left is now your new partner."

"What?!"

"That's no fair!"

"I don't want to spar then!"

Hisoka's smile widened and as he slid his yellow-eyed gaze across the noisy room, everyone fell silent. "Now, then," he continued, walking down the main path between the mats. "You may begin."

Gon stared mournfully at Killua. "It looks like we're going to have to postpone this for now."

"Che, it seems so," he muttered bitterly, glaring at Hisoka's back as he walked past. "I figured that creep would find a way to ruin this too."

He sighed and looked to his left to evaluate his new partner. Gon did the same, feeling let down but still ready to fight.

The man to her left was older looking, like a businessman, complete with a blue suit and glasses. He rubbed his hand against his stubbly cheek, looking just as disappointed as she felt. Giving her a once over, he asked, "You're my spar mate then?"

"Yes," she said, scratching her head shyly. "I'll do my best, so don't hold back."

"Ah, man, I was really looking forward to teaching that blondie a thing or two." He exhaled noisily, glaring at his previous partner.

She glanced over to Killua to find him talking to the blond. They both had a cool attitude about them but she could feel a growing undercurrent of animosity between them like the crackling of lightening. Their match would be interesting to watch, she was sure that they were both skilled fighters. Still, she wished she could have gotten at least one match with Killua before they had to switch.

"Leorio, by the way."

"Huh?" Gon blinked. She turned back to the man before her who shrugged wearily, saying, "I didn't know if you were ever going to ask for my name. It's Leorio."

"Oh, sorry! I didn't mean to be rude, my name is Gon. Nice to meet you," she said politely, reaching out to shake his hand. Smiling at his firm grip, she gestured to the mat. "Would you like to get started?"

He grinned, moving to the spot opposite of her. "Sure, don't be surprised if I take you advice. You seem to know what you're doing so I won't hold back just because you're a girl."

"I would be very disappointed if you did," she replied with a chuckle, lifting her hands up in her fighting stance once again.

Killua did not like his new partner. He glanced over to Gon and saw that she had already begun sparring with his replacement. She moved fluidly around the man's punches and kicks, blocking only occasionally. Darting in whenever he had an opening in his movements, she steadily pushed him back until he set a foot off the mat. The older man looked shocked at first, having lost the first round but his grin broadened and he laughed, stepping back into the match enthusiastically.

Trying not to feel jealous, he returned his glare at the blond man before him.

"Look, I'm just as disappointed as you are, but let's make the best of this, shall we?" The blond, Kurapika was the name he had mention earlier, was trying to mitigate the situation but Killua was having none of it. He didn't want to fight this new person, he wanted to fight Gon.

"Whatever." Killua took a few steps back and fell into a practiced stance. He was going to make that blond regret setting foot into this classroom.

Kurapika took a deep breath to calm his angry thoughts and slid into a familiar form. This white-haired brat wanted to be difficult? Fine, he would show him that he was well worth his time.


laxusdrayer2324: Hisoka is a creep but I love him. So there will be plenty more of him.

havanatitiana: Things got physical! But maybe not in the way you thought, haha.

Nispedana: The Queen of Fem!Gon herself has seen fit to read and even praise my story. I'm so happy! Thank you!

Neko-May Resha: Thank you, I will endeavor to do my best! Hopefully I will be inspired and the updates will come quicker.