Train x Ride x hippo-campus

Warning: Again, swears! Filler chapter... only thing important is the list and the ending

Word count: 1551

disclaimer: How many times do I gotta say it people?!

After the little scene he created with Bisky, (which he now refers to her as) Killua was in no mood to board the train to the Capital. Granted, he already hadn't wanted to, but now he didn't want to even more. Somehow, Bisky just made things so much worse.

Hanging around by his side, the blonde Lolita consistently bugged him every few second about weird little things, about grandma things. Like, just for example "Your collars untucked!" "You're slouching! Stand up straight!" and, his favourite, "Wipe that smirk off your face!" each time, it was a different thing. She had even reprimanded him about not looking directly at her. As if that wasn't enough, each comment was met with a complementary sigh to match it and an exasperated "Mataku!" Just like the first time they had met, back up on the platform.

It actually came as a shock that Killua couldn't recall ever seeing her before. With her bright blonde hair and eye catching choice of dress, she didn't exactly "blend into the background". It could've been that he spent a lot of time within the refines of his own home, but going once more off her choice off dress, she seemed rather well off, especially considering the poor state their district was in. With this one factor, Killua was sure that he would eventually have been introduced to her by his father as a business proposal.

Her ranting didn't stop during their too short – way, way, way, way, way too short – walk, nor did it stop upon their actual boarding of said aforementioned train. The delight did not stop here, unfortunately. Not only was there Bisky, but for whatever reason, Hisoka, had entered the vicinity, a tight smile stretched across his lips and his eyes narrowed as he vaguely mentioned something about having to "Make a quick call" to a "certain blonde". He also spoke of a "dear Pika-chan", before leading them over to a small compartment within the train which contained soft plush leather couches and a wide 3D T.V.

Images began to flash on screen, a quick introduction of the country of Panem playing on a sheet beside a platform, a tall woman with a crazy curled hairstyle, and attention grabbing clothes consisting of a bright array of primary colours, both warm and cool providing and astounding contrast which assaulted the eyes and burnt them into ash. District 1's reaping, Killua assumed, as Hisoka had given no insight beyond the casual "So let's see who's in the birds nest this year." Bundled with a mischievous smile.

The bored boy tried to pay attention, honestly, but the events playing out on the screen held no interest for him, with all the water works of the poor souls of the financially corrupt districts, and the pleased grunts and cries of "I volunteer!" from the wealthier ones. The satisfaction they held for the thing Killua wanted least in the world, made him want to wring them by their puny necks. And perhaps he would get the chance to, if their paths crossed within the arena.

'Yes', a sick smile twisted itself onto the boy's face. 'I'll rid the world of those bastards'. Unaware that he had started giggling, the white haired boy found himself pleasantly lost within the confines of his mind as he imagined the world without such incompetents. Until Bisky shook him out of it of course, with another pre-prepared remark on the edge of her lips.

"Pay more attention!" She hissed at him, "This is important, you know!" It seemed this statement was one of her favourites, if their initial meeting was anything to go by.

So, begrudgingly, Killua directed his focus back on screen, trying to pick up names and faces and perhaps any additional information that might actually become of use to him. He was having a hard time with it though, not quite able to match up the names he had remembered with the faces on screen. As it was, he just made up nicknames for the people whose faces he remembered and hoped he got their districts right.

When the clip they had been watching came to an end, with Hisoka's bizarre reaping filtered and shortened so that his 'little twist' was barely apparent, Bisky suggested drawing up a chart for the people they had been able to memorise. Turning to the red haired man who had been silently watching the whole time, she asked for a piece of paper and a pen.

"I always have one on me ~ " placing the paper on the smooth glass table which sat before them, Bisky then moved onto the floor so that her back was turned to the T.V and she and Killua were on opposite ends of the table.

Looking up at Killua with a stern look, she made sure to have eye contact with her charge "I'm certain I've memorised more than you, so just tell me what you've got." Her pen poised above the paper, she waited patiently for any tidbit of info the other member of her district had managed to recall.

Killua slouched down in his seat, his head swimming with the names and faces of those on screen. A moment of intense thinking. Feeling only slightly guilty (he mostly felt pain – poking around the hippocampus like that really hurt!) he reluctantly admitted he had only memorised faces, not names or districts.

"Well let's hear 'em then." The white haired boy looked on in puzzlement. Bisky rolled her eyes and sighed dramatically, shaking her head in disappointment.

"Well explain them to me!" A light bulb went off in Killua's head, and he slammed his right fist into his open palm, his mouth opening wide in realisation.

"Mataku!"

By the end of their little… whatever it was, their sheet of paper looked a little like this:

District 1: Neon, Meruem

District 2: (no one, they completely botched this one)

District 3: (yeah… this one too)

District 4: 'fishing rod' = Gon, 'googly eyes' = Retz

District 5: 'long nosed woman' = Pakunoda, 'creepy smile guy' = Uvogin

District 6 = 'ojii-san' = Leorio, 'ow my eyes' = Menchi

District 7 = 'hat duo' = Ponzu and Pokkle

District 8 = 'duck face' = Baise,

District 9 = 'psycho chick' = Palm, 'big nose' = Tonpa

District 10 = 'gun' = Siper, 'triplet' = Umori

District 11 = 'helicopter' = Canary, 'smart ass' = Kurapika

Luckily enough, Bisky had remembered a great deal of the other contestants, and their hip-swinging 'examiner' was all but too happy to help. Even Killua had managed to dully note a few of their names. Obviously, they hadn't bothered to include their own district on the list.

Killua suggested re watching the episode so they could catch the rest of the names, but Bisky was quick to shoot him down.

"Baka!" SMACK "The clip can only be played with the supervision of the Capital! We couldn't watch it again if we wanted to! Even if we could it would be too long to finish within this train ride!"

Rubbing the once again swelling on his cheek, Killua turned to Hisoka to ask the one question which had been lingering in his mind since the moment they had gotten on this train. "How much longer?" He didn't particulalrly like to ask Hisoka anything really but he was really curious about when he could get off this damn train. He sounded a bit like a whiny brat as well.

The muscular man simply smiled, something which he seems to do a lot, and chuckled quietly to himself.

"Not before your surprise ~!" And that was enough of an answer for Killua.

It was already night, but still the train had yet to arrive at its destination. Honestly, Killua felt as though Hisoka had asked whoever was driving the damn thing to take a detour or something, so they could make a grand entrance. Last he was aware of, it should've taken 2 hours at the max to get to the Capital, so why weren't they there yet?!

Leaning back on his red velvet armrest, Killua stared out of the window and at the long green fields surrounding the metal contraption. Where were they anyway? Surely they couldn't be anywhere near the Capital, not with this wide expanse of nature! He couldn't even sleep either, the weight of that pedo-clowns words still weighing heavily within his mind. The prospect of a 'surprise' coming from his lips sounded so – so wrong that it couldn't possibly have meant anything good. And also… why was Hisoka with them? He had said "Don't expect me to join you." Hadn't he? And he wasn't even their victor, the districts only victor was…

… Illumi.

With a startled gasp and a shout, the white haired boy knocked over his chair and was flung to the ground, his legs sprawling out as he laid on the ground, facing the one person he had least wished to see. Seemed Santa was really looking out for him today.

Twiddling a jagged edged knife between his fingers, his hair splayed in each direction and his expression blank and lifeless. His eye were dull and devoid of light, much like the room in which they both stood.

"Hi Killu."

A/N I tried for scary… also tried for a cliff hanger… T^T Please don't hate me for making so many filler chapters… I originally planned to have this chapter be the interview but things just dragged out… EXCUSES, EXCUSES 'hat duo' is legit was I call Ponzu and Pokkle. Any suggestions for people for the extra spaces or switching people to different districts are welcome! I'm not too sure if I like the districts people are from currently. Though some do have reasons. I actually had Kurapika from district 1 originally, but I changed it. I had Chrollo in there, but I took him out. I also had Shalnark and Shizuku. I put that they couldn't remember, but really I just wasn't sure. Anyway, hoped you enjoyed! Yay two chapters in a row whippee! Just like before! I'm already working on the fifth chapter. Should I write from Kurapika's view soon? I'm contemplating about adding things from his past… I'd love to hear what you think! Constructive critiscm is welcome, and if you find a mistake/typo please feel free to point it out so I can fix it! Thank – you!