Me: Wao... Has hell really frozen over? I UPDATED! XD Alright! Who wants to celebrate over beer and pizza! (jokes I'm underage...) Welp! Here's chapter 7 if any of you care. And to be honest... I was really struggling with the plot. I kindamaybesortajustalittlebit forgot it... Err it's been too long. But thanks to SilvermistAnimeLover (cookie for you! ^_^) I thought that maybe I should do my best in picking it up again.

The bad news is... I haven't read or watched Hunter X Hunter in a long time so I'm a little fuzzy on some things (like nen and stuff) Hopefully wiki can help me though. :D But anyway! I shouldn't keep you... Read on! My precious Kura-pon awaits! *fistpump*

Kurapica: Reviews would be nice too. ^_^

"Alright, I guess it's my turn!" I announced with a smirk. Making a move to remove my coat and toss it over my shoulder, my shirt followed revealing me in a simple black tank top.

"Be careful, Ayumi." I heard Leorio say from behind me, which I returned with a confident smile.

"I'll live," That was something I always said at times like these, at least it made them give me some hope to know that I was not afraid to die in a place like this.

Stepping down the narrow walkway that led to the large round battlefield, my opponent followed. Sporting in the same cloak every one of his comrades was wearing.

"Do your best, Ayumi-chan!" Gon cried out in encouragement. I turned to flash him a nice big grin, if today was going to be my last day, at least they'll remember me as the woman who never gave up and the one who always wore a grin on her face.

"Don't die."

[+]

"Eh?" The dream ended too quickly, but then I realized it wasn't quite a dream at all. It was a memory of me in the hunter's exam; it was when we had to all face an opponent to go through to the next room. I remember it was in a really creepy tall tower, I remember it being really cold and dark.

Then suddenly, I recalled my match, the one I had fortunately won.

That bastard I fought was lucky that I had not sliced his head off clean before I went crazy, I remember...

Everything was quite where I now lay in this comfortable position; I wondered where I was for a second but realized it to be a normal looking inn room. Confusion struck me.

My chest was aching horribly while my sides felt like they were about to break with every single move I made.

"I suggest you keep still," Came out an all too familiar voice one corner of the room.

Lying still as I already am, I turned my head to meet a pair of droopy purple eyes. I uttered no sound of pain as I made a quick move to shift myself in a more relaxing position. Going against his suggestion he seemed to be a little irritated and soon enough I he had moved his seat beside my bed.

"..." I winced, feeling the tightness of my lungs cutting off my breathing every now and then.

"I said don't move..." The priest sighed, stretching his arm out to gently push my shoulder back and flat onto the bed. I gave up knowing he wouldn't.

"What happened...?" I said in a slightly hoarse whisper, my throat felt terrible, it ached so badly.

At first I wasn't sure if he was going to reply since I was hit on by an awkward silence but I found that he was only taking that moment to light up a cigarette and take a long almost grieving drag out of it.

"You were poisoned."

I remember that part.

"Hakkai had a hard time taking it out of you. We had to take you to the next town, while Gojyo and Goku finished off."

Now that surprised me.

I gave him a slight look of confusion, why did they save me? Better yet, why was he even telling me this? Not long ago I had recalled Sanzo looking very pissed right when I was withering there on the ground before him. I began to wonder...

"Why did you save me...?" I nearly hissed when I felt a strange acidic like feeling bubbling deep in my throat. "You could've just left me there."

Once again there was silence but I knew Sanzo was only trying to make it embarrassing for me to admit that I was really grateful for them saving my ass out there.

"Goku insisted," He finally said, breaking through the silence like it was thin sheet of paper. "He said he had to pay you back since you saved him, and you must've figured out what kind of a person Hakkai is. He healed you."

I stared up at the ceiling, I wanted to at least sigh but the tired muscles of my throat were going against my mere wishes. I just wanted rest.

More awkward silence filled the room, I felt his eyes on me as he repeated the steps of breathing in the bitter smoke and letting it out through the air. I could've coughed or maybe told him to quit wasting my air myself but I knew that wasn't wise. Instead I watched as the smoke danced and dissolved with the atmosphere, I felt my body relax a little, my tense muscles beginning to appreciate the feeling of a soft mattress resting against it.

I closed my eyes and decided to relax, but then the door busted open. Damn it.

"Ayumi! Are you alright?" A very relieved yet crazed looking Goku came rushing into the room to stand beside a startled Sanzo.

I, too, had my eyes wide open and found myself looking an extra three pairs of eyes staring my way.

"You idiot! Don't shout so damn loud in the morning!" Sanzo yelled letting his fan land across the young ones head in a painful smack.

"Ouch! You're to talk!" Goku yelled back holding his sore head.

"What did you say?"

"Now, now. This doesn't look to good in-front of our dear guest. Please refrain from being so loud, you two." Hakkai pronounced with a smile.

"Feh. Hell knows those two boneheads wouldn't listen to 'ya even if they had to." Gojyo commented beginning to light a cigarette of his own.

I hid a small chuckle of amusement. Man, no matter how these guys act like they can still look cute without trying.

"And how is our patient feeling this morning?" Hakkai's forever kind voice broke me out of my sudden thought.

His gentle tone was a great piece of relief to me compared to the rough screeching of their manly voices and the younger ones whiny voice for food. I didn't really understand how these men worked together, and I probably never will...

"Fine, I guess." I cleared my throat, ridding of the scratchy feeling that annoyed the back of my throat, the reason for my rough whisper.

"Would you like some tea?" He asked noting my struggle of voice. "I don't mind getting up to brew some in the kitchen for everyone."

I nodded, trying not to show how much I was relieved by his offer. A drink was something I so needed right now.

He smiled and stood.

"I'll be right back then." He left.

And there I was, lying on a bed in some cheap inn in some town I probably didn't even know was on the map with a couple of men I barely spent one full hour with.

Great.

How in the hell did I get myself into this?

"So, how does it feel like to be saved by not only one prince charming, but four?" Gojyo asked with what seemed to be his signature arrogant smirk that always seemed to make my brain twitch just from the sight. I frowned, turning my eyes away to avoid any more awkward tension from the boys. To be honest I didn't really think it was necessary for them to save a stranger like me, well technically I wasn't a stranger to them anymore but a mere acquaintance. But still, they didn't seem to be the people that would just save someone just like that.

"Terrible." Was what spilled out of my mouth, and from that moment I could practically feel those pairs of eyes just burning through my back, a strange feeling that seemed on the border line of guilt itching on me.

"What do you mean terrible?" Oh shit.

Of all the things for me to cause, it had to make the youngest of the group ask me such a question with such a tone in his voice.

"No, I just feel terrible for actually letting myself get into such situation." I sighed hoping I wasn't going to go any farther down the guilt road.

"You feel terrible for saving me?" Goku asked now seeming close behind me. I nearly jumped in surprise by the statement and how close his voice sounded.

It wasn't long before I realized he had moved to sit right beside me on the bed, his honey brown eyes glinting with cuteness that was hard for me not to notice and avoid.

I sighed as a sign of finally giving in; I could never stay mad at something as cute as that. Anything adorable was always a weakness of mine.

"N-no, I don't feel terrible for saving you Goku." I said in the border line of murmuring it.

I didn't want to admit right in-front of that arrogant dick that I actually had a soft spot despite how I had responded to him this whole time.

My eyes cautious took a glance and found that he wasn't even looking at me but seemed to be staring out a window still with smoke between his lips. But what I had not noticed was how the red-headed man was staring at me with some sort of interested look in his eyes.

I looked back down on the sheets but suddenly found my lungs to be quite tight from how I was sitting up on a slouching position. My hand flew up to my chest, clutching the cloth that was covering it, my teeth gritted and I winced. I mentally cursed myself; this probably didn't look too good.

"Are you alright, Ayumi?" I heard Goku ask me a warm hand soon followed, clasping around my shoulder as I felt myself begin to lose my sense of balance. My body trembled with a sudden shudder, my spine feeling as if it would break if I strained it anymore longer.

Taking in a deep breath I decided to let myself slowly fall onto the soft plush sheets, I closed my eyes not wanting to see the worried look Goku was probably giving me.

His eyes reminded me too much of a certain someone.

[+]

"What should we do with her?" Gojyo asked glancing up from the playing board, a burning cigarette clasped in the middle of his fingers.

"There's nothing to do with her." Sanzo mumbled arranging the cards he had in his hands.

"C'mon Sanzo. Aren't you at least a little attracted to that cute face of hers, even just a little bit?" The red-head smirked with a light fluff of his tied up hair.

"I am not you." Was his reply.

"Now, now. Don't you two start again," Hakkai said calmly laying down a card on the table. "Ayumi-san has been through a lot today, so please refrain from talking about her like that."

"It's not like I'm saying anything bad or anything." Gojyo reasoned. "It's true, she's a real cutie this one."

Whack!

"Oops, my hand slipped." The culprit drawled on, looking as if he had been focusing on his cards the whole time, though the paper fan that lay in-front of him on the table made the youkai scowl.

"And just happened to make you grab your fan and hit me!" Gojyo fumed.

"Shut up, you're too loud cockroach."

"I don't care if I wake up the whole friggin building! I'm tired of your attitude, asshole!"

"Fine by me."

"Argh! You stupid priest!

"I won!"

"Huh?"

Laying down a beautiful hand of royal flush on the table, a gleaming Goku grinned while he earned three different expressions of utter defeat.

Me: I've been trying really hard to remember where I was going with this story. x_x So if anything doesn't make sense well... too bad. XD