Author: Hikari Sorayume

Disclaimer: I do not own Hunter x Hunter

Chapter: Two: Unleash x Thy x Fury!

Chapter Summary: Hisoka riles Killua up

Word count: 2140

Warnings: MAJOR HISOKA OOCNESS, dragged out reaping, major use of Japanese, freeform, mostly un-checked, possible killugon (for future reference, Gon isn't introduced yet)

Notes: Go to the bottom of the page to get the translations for the Japanese words. I think the reaping is rather drawn out. Originally I planned it so that the third boy would be Zushi... (huh! me, planning things!? What a riot!) but that didn't happen. I realize that I'm going to have to kill Bisky now. Unless I figure out a loophole! Also Hisoka never did do the introduction did he? I meant to have him do this introduction about it being the 25th annual hunger games and talk about the war and the suppression and oppression and all that... but he already talks so much! Also I'm really sorry about Hisoka's OOCness I'm really not so good at his character (or anyone else's for the matter I just find his the hardest). I keep making him smile too much and keep using words like "Amusement" and "twisted" I hope you can find this enjoyable regardless ^^ please tell me if I was able to get at least one of the characters personalities right, or what I've down wrong and how to fix them! (advice on Killua would be great because he's the main character in this) Thank you! If you've bothered reading this (I don't always) then please, forget about this and continue onwards! (the title is a joke)

Blood rushed in his ears, blocking out any excess noise even though there was none to be expelled. All remained still and silent, not even a bird dared to fly by in fear of causing a racket. The white hair Zoldyck had prepared himself for this, had imagined far worse situations in fact. He was not afraid, could not be afraid, not with his sweet younger sister relying on him so. Without missing a beat, the blue eyed boy quickly raised his hand, refusing to call out knowing doing so would be far too amusing for the squinty eyed man up on the podium. Before Alluka could take a step forward, Hisoka too notice of Killua's raised hand, before eyeing him with scrutiny. Delight shined in his golden orbs.

"My, do we have a tribute? Zoldyck… what a lovely name. Is that your name too? Then, are you brothers of my dear friend Illumi?" Having been acknowledged, Killua had already been walking up the lane and to the stage when Hisoka commented on this. Shocked, Killua stared up at Hisoka wide eyed, his expression not hiding the surprise and fear towards the topic of interest.

"You know aniki?"

"My, my, than you are a Zoldyck, which one might I ask?" Without answering the twelve – year – olds question, the flamboyantly dressed man proceeded to ask a question of his own. Hisoka quickly held up his hand. "Wait no. Allow me to guess." Hisoka made a gesture towards the back of the group of boys, his finger clearly pointing to a horror-stricken Alluka who gazed up at the stage with panic and worry. Her lips moved slowly, a soft whisper emitting from them as the beginning of tears formed in her eyes. She did not approach the stage however. Despite her youth, she knew the importance of abiding by the rules. When Killua looked closed enough, he was able to give meaning to the words that Alluka spoke, even though those around her could not hear a single utterance. "On…nii…chan…"

Paying no mind to the state of his charge's favoured sibling, Hisoka continued onward. "If that is Alluka-chan than that eliminates one sibling." 'How dare he call her that!' "I know you are not Illumi, Kalluto is too young for the Hunter Games and Milluki is much too fat…" Killua did not like Hisoka's little game of guess who, but at least he called Milluki fat. Hisoka's face lit up, like he had just solved an incredibly easy puzzle which was somehow still incredibly satisfying to finish. "Therefore you must be Killua!" 'It's not too much to ask to reply with a sarcastic comment is it?'

"No shit Sherlock."

"You wound me."

"If only they were literal."

"Cut the sass hon, save it for the battle Olympia." Okay, conversing with the clown was not on his to-do list, bickering with the clown was not on his to-do list and whatever the hell that was, was definitely not on his to-do list. Killua showed his disgust for their conversation by furrowing his eyebrows and making a "yuck" face.

Having enough of said clown, Killua decided to check out the "competition." Could they really be called that though? First of all, Killua turned to the girls, noting with satisfaction that he did not know any of them. It appeared they knew him though, as they came right up to him.

"Hi Killua! How has Alluka been? She doesn't seem so well." As of late Kikyo had seen to it that Alluka be enrolled in school, the reasoning though this was unknown by the white haired Zoldyck, as she could've been just as easily home schooled. The girl who had spoken to him was rather short, with long golden tresses caught up in two ponytails tied with pink ribbon. Her eyes where a deep purple that could also be seen as magenta. She wore a pink frilly dress that reached just below her knees. She didn't look much older than Alluka, which would reinsure his first guess of them being classmates.

"Alluka has been… fine." The blue eyed boy regarded the blonde with contempt. "And who are you?" The blonde seemed not to have noticed the boys tone, that or she was playing it off.

"I'm biscuit Krueger, weren't you paying attention when he was calling out the names?"

"Not really." Killua replied offhandedly.

"Mataku, you should always pay attention, you never know when it could be important!" Biscuit now held up a gloved finger in front of his face, looking at him with frustration and impatience. The sudden transformation made her cheery and happy go lucky attitude seem like a far off dream. Or had that all been Killua's misinterpretation? Either way, he was beginning to really not like this girl. "Hmph!" Killua turned away in disdain, choosing to instead refocus on Hisoka. Said man seemed to be contemplating something. His eyes held a far off look and he was licking his lips to the point where he was rubbing them raw. His hand was poised atop the bowl and was slowly lowering into it, as though he were torturing the ever-fearing audience by leaving them hanging in suspense. All at once, Hisoka's hand plucked a single slip of paper and began to unravel it, before crunching it up and throwing it away.

With a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes plastered on his face, he began saying the words Killua dreaded to hear. Why was his "preparations for the worst" so freakin' accurate?! Couldn't these damn people cut him some slack?! It became apparent to Killua that Hisoka was toying with him. Who was actually to say that Hisoka had actually gotten Alluka? This man… This was all a game to him! The blue eyed boy knew that the word "game" shouldn't be taken too lightly in the sense it was used for the "hunter games" but… this part too was a game? Killua knew for a fact that Alluka's name had only been entered twice… So how was it possible to have been drawn twice? Obviously it wasn't. Killua's hands balled up in rage, and he began to feel impossibly warm. He trembled all over. The anger inside him swelled into something uncontrollable. He could feel in leaking out of him in thick waves, so tangible that he could almost feel it ripping out from his flesh.

"DID ANIKI PUT YOU UP TO THIS?!" Killua's shout was met with reverberating silence, his voice holding so much emotion that Alluka began to freely cry, before running up to the stage, as she was now allowed to do. She wasn't the only one who then ran to the stage though, because now dozens of peace keepers had made their way upstage in an attempt to hold Killua off. Hisoka made a signal to them though, keeping them in check as he smirked smugly at Killua, as if daring him to engage in combat with him. The white haired boy knew his place though. Maybe if he was by himself… if he wasn't burdened with Alluka…. If only she had been taught how to fight. Alas, Alluka was barely comparable to that of a normal ten year old, nowhere near the standard of a Zoldyck.

"I am not inclined to answer that." Alluka had now reached the stage and was clinging tightly on to the front of Killua's shirt, holding him close while staring up at Hisoka with the slightest bit of Malice apparent in her tear filled eyes. Attempting to calm himself down, Killua focused on Alluka, moving further away from where the impudent clown stood, throwing a quick glare his way before patting Alluka on the head and hugging her close.

"Neh, Alluka, daijoubu ka?"

"Daijoubu, onii-chan."

Still retaining his seemingly ever present smile, Hisoka turned back towards the audience. "And that concludes that! Ja ne, minna-san!"

"Now, I'm sure you all know that only two of you can make it into the hunter games, so before anything else, I'll ask you, who would actually like to go?"

'The clown is giving us a choice?' This seemed to unlikely to Killua. A trap. He didn't think anyone would likely volunteer anyway. Except for him of course.

"I do." Killua's steely glare locked onto Hisoka's detached smile, but it was not him who had spoken. It was the blonde girl from before.

"Well that concludes that. You two other girls, are free to go." To say Killua was surprised, was an understatement. He was actually letting them go! The girls looked just as surprised, but they wasted no time in running the heck out of there lest he change his mind.

"You actually let them go?" the white haired boy's voice was raised in a doubting inquiry. "Why?"

"Why wouldn't I Killua? Cookie – chan here has kindly offered to take the position, and I'm sure you would too. Am I wrong?"

"No…" Killua muttered in defeat. "You're not."

Hisoka smiled. The nerve…! Besides weren't his cheeks hurting by now? That amount of smiling was unnatural. "Well than all that's solved then. Say goodbye to Alluka and then it's time to go."

"I still don't understand! Why?" Killua felt a slight tugging on his shirt. "Nande kore wa?!" His words were directed at Alluka, who held the fabric of his sleeve between her fingers. She began to tear up at his harsh words that had been aimed at her. She had never heard her Onii-chan speak so roughly with her, not once, nor with any of her other siblings including Illu-nii.

"No – Alluka, gomen." Alluka nodded her head, once again burying her face in his chest and wrapping her arms around his waist in a fierce hug. The other boy whose name had been called was nowhere in sight, seemingly have made a break for it when he felt he could get away with it. The blond girl, Biscuit, also stood idly by, although it did not seem as though she liked the nickname "cookie-chan."

"The whole purpose of this little game was merely to get a reaction out of you. I see it worked greatly… didn't it?" Killua held make a smart remark at that. He wanted to glare at this man, but doing so was probably what he wanted if what he said was anything to go by. This also confirmed his suspicions, both that of the fact that Alluka's named had never actually been pulled, and that Illumi had been the one to put him up to this.

Hisoka promptly walked off, calling after him "Don't expect me to join you for the ride." He had always seemed standoffish to Killua.

When Alluka finally released him from her tight grip, she held eye contact him for a very long time. Despite that recent truckload of tears, her eyes were not puffy in the least and there were no tear tracks left on her cheeks nor were her eyes watery. There was absolutely no evidence to prove that she had been crying at all. Her eyes remained a bright clear and captivating blue, and she did not relinquish her hold on her brother's arms until she was completely satisfied with staring at her face. She appeared as though she wished to burn his image into her mind so that she would not forget his warm presence. Killua took his time to do the same. He studied her attire, a white long sleeved turtleneck, with a pinkish red vest over the top. When her arms reached outward, her sleeves dangled down to her waist and maybe even to her knees, and yet the definitive shape of her arm could still be seen. She wore a green skirt and black boots. In her hair was her favourite yellow headband, and the matching hairclips which showed faces with many different expressions. Her hair was let loose and fell freely around her in a choppy mass of almost black hair. Her bangs fell in front of her face, just covering her eyebrows so they were masked from view, only being able to be seen when she moved in such a way that her bangs did not completely hide them away. She smiled lovingly at him, her skin almost as pale as his own. With each other's image thoroughly burned into one another's minds, Alluka regretfully took her leave. She wanted to be able to take the time to wave and properly say goodbye to her brother without the risk of being dragged away by the peace keepers. So with one last hug, she took out of the clips from her hair, kissed it and handed it to him.

"Ganbatte ne, Onii-chan! Knock 'em dead!" Whether she meant that quite literally or not, Killua could not be sure. Alluka quickly pecked him on the check, before waving him goodbye, and with a quick "Sayonara!" She was gone.

Translations

Onii-chan = Big brother

-Chan = used at the end of a name as a form of endermeant, it is usually used for girls

Sayonara = goodbye

Ganbatte ne = good luck!

Nande kore wa? = what is it?

Aniki = older brother (formal)

Mataku = honestly, good grief

Gomen = the shortened form of "gomenasai" it means "sorry"

"Neh, Alluka, daijoubu ka?" = "Hey, Alluka, are you alright?"

"Daijoubu, onii-chan." = "I'm fine, big brother."

Ja ne = see you later

Minna = everyone