The speaker cracked as the sound kicked in. "Choose who goes first."

No one questioned the voice of God that was making them fight for their pleasure—okay no. It wasn't God. But Kagero liked being creative and dramatic with theatrics. Though it would be hard to show it without getting even more unwanted attention since she didn't want unwanted attention because she didn't want people to know her gender because it was UNWANTED. If that was actually said a gasp of air would have been needed.

"Hisoka, you can go." Kagero leaned against the wall of the room and sat down.

"I've been waiting...Hisoka." The guy with daggers stood up. The darkened room brightened up as green torches were lit up in an orderly fashion. You could finally see the opponent's faces. The man with the daggers had scars, running up his face from his cheeks and passed the brow. He had a savage smile. You could easily tell he wanted to kill.

"Well that's fancy." Kagero referred to the green flames that were flickering about hauntingly. And despite the three buff men in front of her who looked like they were all about making people scream bloody murder—it was actually quite pretty.

"I'm not here as an examiner this year Hisoka. I'm here for revenge." He said maliciously, "Today, I'll get payback for my scars!" He drew his blade, spun it in the air and caught it effortlessly.

"Heh, those scars merely show that you were an incompetent examiner." He smirked. "You're blaming me for your own inadequacies." The brute took out another dagger.

"Quit yapping!" He began to spin those daggers incredibly fast and started laughing. "Prepare to die!"

"Dual wielding?" Hisoka's smirk disappeared when he threw the two daggers in the air.

He took out two more daggers and yelled, "Infinite quad wielding!" and threw the two blades, one down and one just above the first, leaving a space in between them. Hisoka dodged by side jumping in between the space. He rushed to Hisoka and cross slashed. Though, he dodged. The two daggers came back spinning wildly and one of them slashed Hisoka's side.

While Kagero was watching intently she couldn't help but think that if the cycle of daggers was interrupted there would be a hole in the offence, and thus make an opening to attack. With a sword or other weapon you could deflect the blade and alter its course and it wouldn't make it back to the thrower. The rhythmic catching and throwing of the blades was hypnotic. Along with the green flames shining onto the reflecting metal it came to look very interesting.

"It's not over yet!" The brute threw his others blades in the air and caught the other ones for another attack. He continuously threw them and Hisoka was forced to keep dodging.

Kagero started to nod off, the repetitiveness making her sleepy. The dodging continued. Her eyes closed fully and her head rested onto her shoulder. The brute was yelling about how dodging is futile and he would get shredded. Kagero missed something after she fell asleep. Hisoka caught the blades. He let out an aura to scare the man and succeeded, though Kagero slept right through it. The man's yell was cut off—literally—as he was beheaded.

Half of the green torches went out and the room darkened. Hisoka walked off and saw that Kagero was slumped against the wall. He walked up to her and knelt down seeing her sleeping face.

"Hmm, so you're a girl, interesting…" Hisoka has seen her face before with all the fuss from her friends, but only deducted her gender when he saw her relaxed sleeping face. He shook her shoulder, "Dearie, while it's such a shame to wake you from your little cat nap, it's now your turn."

"Hnnmm?" She got up groggily, stretching with a yawn, and looked to Hisoka. Her keen eyes did not miss the injury on his side and shoulder—well it was quite obvious with the torn fabric and blood. "You're injured... Let me help..." She yawned again, reaching into her bag for medical stuff.

"No need to," Hisoka pointed to the Karate kid, "He's waiting."

"Nope. Injuries must be treated, it could get infected." Gauze and disinfectant appeared in her hand. "It's ok right, Karate-san?"

"As long as it's okay with the examiner." Just as he finished the speaker turned on.

"It's fine. As long as you know you're wasting your time." You could imagine someone pushing up their large circular rimmed glasses.

"I'm fine with that," Kagero gave a pointed look to Hisoka. "Now sit down." Hisoka complied as she seemed stubborn about it. "Would you mind if you pulled your shirt up?" No answer...

Kagero sighed, "Fine then, be that way," She pulled his shirt up nonchalantly and came face to torso with well-built abs. Hisoka simply stared, amused at the situation at hand. She was used to it, with her father's dojo and everything. Buff built shirtless men everywhere the eye could see—alright, alright that was an exaggeration, there were a few women too. Kagero wiped the wound clearing the area around it getting rid of the blood.

"This may sting a bit." Kagero applied the disinfectant and Hisoka didn't even flinch. Show off, she thought with a frown. She couldn't even do that with the horrible stinging of doctor stuff, it was always so painful. Or it was just her dad being too rough when treating her injuries. Yup. Stupid rough n' tough father. Kagero finished by dabbing it and applied a light gauze taping.

"There good as new. Or at least it will be." She patted the wound. There was a period of silence before she deadpanned, "...You can pull your shirt down now." He complied.

"I assume you are ready?" The man in the white karate Gi walked to the middle of the room to where the dead body still laid.

Kagero walked to the middle and stared at the lifeless body. She noticed that she stepped in his pool of blood when she heard a splash. "We have to kill our opponent?" Her expression saddened.

"Yes." The examiner once again came onto the intercom.

"..." Kagero was fine with killing animals but she had never killed a person before. "If I have to..." She grimaced, "I'll do it." She still stared at the body.

The other man sighed gutturally, "He's in the way." He grabbed the head by the hair and dragged the body by the arm. The head was thrown onto the body; it rolled and hit the wall.

Kagero glared at the man for doing that to a corpse. She jogged over, avoiding the trail of blood, and crossed the arms. She picked up the head with a gag, the feeling of holding it was horrible. Kagero attached it the best she could and closed the eyes.

She felt that she was going to be sick, but she endured by taking a few deep breaths. She walked back to the center of the room. Her eyes void of emotion. She needed to block out her feelings for this. She could cope afterwards.

"I'm ready." She said dully. The man took his fighting stance and so did Kagero.

The man started by running to Kagero and before he got to her she ran too. She jumped well above his height, and landed on his shoulders. She tightened her grip on his head with her feet and twisted her body getting him to spin. His neck was strong enough that he could resist his neck being snapped, but couldn't stop spinning and he fell to the ground. Kagero jumped off his shoulders as he fell increasing the impact to the cold, hard, already bloody ground. Kagero's clothes started to glow and she spun in the air, the glow from her clothing creating a spiral of neon blue as she came down spinning and implanted her foot in his gut. He coughed up a decent amount of blood. She didn't stop and twisted his arm, dislocating it. She was only disengaged when she was kicked roughly and sent flying, hitting the ground and sliding on it.

Hisoka's eyes widened his mouth upturning. He didn't think that she could be so heartless. Her tenacity was impressive.

"I complement your strength, but that alone can't beat me." He reached into his Gi and took out a short katana. "You will be the one to die."

Kagero decided to initiate the attack this time. She flash stepped around leaving trails of neon. She got the Idea from Killua's Rhythm echo, but running instead, the glowing neon added to the effect. It was a work in progress, the maneuver being really fast, but hard to control. Though the room was huge and she had a lot of room to run.

"Hmm, now where did you learn this from?" Hisoka eyed Kagero following the Neon trails.

"This is an assassination technique." The sweat ran down the man's bald head. He was getting worried.

"Not quite. But other than that... it's none of your business." The circular ring of neon vanished as she flew behind him.

He didn't notice her behind him and simply thought that she disappeared. He looked around, Kagero mirroring his movement to stay out of his field of vision. Suddenly he brought his arms behind him and grabbed Kagero. Kagero made a sound of surprise. She just dislocated his arm not a few moments ago. He was about to throw her so she kicked the back of his legs to make him fall. He loosened his grip and Kagero Grabbed his Gi and spun them around mid-air.

The man kicked away and nicked her face with his sword as he slashed in mid-air. Kagero charged again and barely evaded the sword strikes trying to get in close. The sword skimmed her a few times as her shoulders were sporting a few cuts. Then he lunged, Kagero didn't expect him to lunge forward. She twirled around the sword but it grazed her neck.

Kagero disengaged to check the wound. "No jugular, no major blood loss..." She sighed. She hadn't been this damaged in a fight in a long time, though the wound on her neck would scar if not treated properly. She unsheathed her arm blades and ran up to him. He slashed downwards and she deflected it off to the side. His sword went flying across the room.

"..." He rushed her with hand to hand combat in a futile attempt to damage her anymore. She would block with the blades causing him to get deep cuts. He tripped her unexpectedly and she got pinned to the ground. There was a pause and you could hear their laboured breaths. The man looked down to Kagero with a stoic face.

"You were a great opponent and it's a shame to kill you." Kagero bit her lip as he positioned his sword at her neck. She tilted her head up and away from it she could still feel it pressing on her skin, drawing a thin line of blood. He leaned down to whisper something. "It was an honor to–"

"AHHHHH!" Kagero yelled at the top of her lungs, her voice cracking when she shrieked. His ear was right by her mouth so it was a gamble to see if it would actually work. Luckily her voice could be very loud and it caught the man off guard enough that she could flip him over. Before he could react, she cut the tendons in his legs so he wouldn't be able to get up as an extra measure. Kagero was now on top of him. She pinned his arms above his head. He struggled but couldn't break free of her grip. It took all her strength to keep him pinned. He had the body size advantage for grappling by far. She had taken the right choice in injuring his legs—otherwise she probably would have already died.

"I'm sorry, but your time is over." Her eyes glowed their bright interchanging green and blue colours. She stared at him, not noticing her eyes swelling up in tears, but her eyes still scared the man, even though they were filled with sadness and guilt. She choked at the man's expression. Before it was shocked and scared, but now it was just calm and his eyes were closed. Accepting it. His loss. His death.

It's time. I've been in here too long already.

He opened his eyes and looked at her with hard eyes.

Do it.

She swung her arm down, swiftly slashing to cut his neck, though it wasn't deep enough. She wanted to jump away to avoid the spurt of blood that came with the kill, but her body just didn't respond. It splashed up onto her face and clothes. Realizing he was still alive she felt bad, she couldn't give him the quick and painless death she wanted him to have. With one fell swoop of her arm, the head was decapitated. Her body felt heavy and she didn't even move as she got even more blood on her, covering the front of her.

She couldn't look away from who she just murdered. He could have fought back. But he didn't. Kagero was still for the next minute. The tears dried and she slowly got up. She looked over to the dead man she killed. Murderer. She couldn't just leave it how it was. She crossed his arms on his chest. She mourned for a moment and turned to Hisoka with sad, blank eyes.

"I guess I'm done Hisoka, let's go..." Hisoka stood there, staring at her eyes. They were glowing. "What?" She just noticed the wet feeling on her cheeks. "Oh, I'm sorry." Kagero wiped her eyes and scratched her head. "Well... Let's go."

They walked to the door on the other side of the room in silence. The door opened. "Choose your path." The examiner came on again.

"I guess I'll go to the right."

"Fine." Hisoka eyed her and pressed the 'X' button. The wall opened and he walked through. That must have been her first kill. She took it nicely… He smiled to himself.

Kagero pressed the 'O' button and the other wall opened. It was a hallway, a long hallway. She walked down it, remembering the moments when she killed the man. Murderer. The silence was not helping her. She reached an elevator. It went down a few floors and opened to another hallway with bars blocking the way, it was another choice of 'X' or 'O'. She chose 'X' and went left. She walked for a while, for who knows how long. She wasn't keeping track, stuck in a daze as she walked forward aimlessly. She noticed voices as she turned a corner.

Kagero walked through to be blinded by light of a room with what appeared to be a floating block in the middle with two people on it. A pink haired girl and a middle aged man, wait a minute… that was Leorio. She looked around and by the sides of the hallway she saw Killua, Gon, Kurapika and Tonpa. They looked surprised, and rather pale. Were they always that pale?

"Kagero! What happened?!" Kurapika ran up to her. She hadn't dressed any of her injuries as they weren't deep or serious—other than her neck that was bleeding very slowly.

"Ah! Mirage! Are you okay? What happened? Are you dying? I hope you aren't! Please don't die!" Gon rambled, not sure what to do.

Kagero chuckled grimly. "I'm fine." She looked over to the others. "I'm fine." She said again to reassure herself.

"What's wrong? You seem depressed." Killua wondered.

"I... Never mind... I'll explain later..." Kagero looked to the scene that was across her. Leorio and the girl were playing rock paper scissors betting the time they had. The girl was taunting him and Leorio was faltering.

By the end of it Leorio lost. An announcement came on. "A new applicant has joined. The amount of wins will change to four. You may also choose an opponent that is still alive on the other side."

The criminals were talking on the other side when they suddenly stopped. They looked terrified. The huge mass of muscle moved, getting up from their sitting position.

"Guess I'm up." Killua said, stretching and cracking his knuckles.

The cuffs on the man were taken off, the other criminals backed away. It appeared that a blue skinned person insulted him and in retaliation his got grabbed and embedded it into the wall. He started walking and gripped the wall, dragging his hand across forcing the others to move away leaving a path in the wall. He took off his hood.

Leorio gasped in fear. "That guy...We should take the loss. Killua! Don't fight him."

"Why?"

"Johness the Dissector. The worst mass murderer in Zaban's history. All of his victims had one thing in common; he killed them with his bare hands. He was known for his iron grip, the power in his fingers."

As Leorio finished he crushed a piece of stone and let the sand fall through his fingers. "It's been so long since I touched human flesh."

Killua looked totally unimpressed at Leorio's little bio of Johness and walked across the path that extended to attach to the stage. Leorio yelled at Killua, not wanting him to face the mass murderer.

"Damn it, was he even listening to me?!"

"He'll be fine. He has some tricks up his sleeve." Kagero sat down, feet dangling off the edge of the ledge over the endless pit surrounding the stage.

Leorio was about to say something about her appearance and injuries but she interrupted him before he could speak. "I'm fine. Worry about Killua."

The paths receded into the platform and the fight started. The man made a speech, but his speech was cut short after Killua got impatient of the man. It was a fight to the death, and Killua won by simply by ripping out his heart. The man stayed alive for a few moments, staring at the heart—his own heart—grasping out for it. He fell and the organ was put in the corpses open palm.

Killua flicked the blood off his hand and turned to look at his team—which the majority were looking at him oddly.

"Okay, that's three wins, Kagero your up." Killua mused.

"..." Kagero got up and slowly walked across the gap to the stage. The dead body brought another wave of empty emotions, she dragged the body and put it to the side, crossing its arms. He was large and she could lift him, but she didn't feel the need.

"He seems so… so empty right now. What the hell happened?" Killua was worried.

"He said he's fine—though I don't believe it one bit." Leorio huffed.

"He will explain later."

"Now pick who you will fight." Another announcement from the examiner came on.

"I'll take you then." She pointed to the dark skinned guy with the scars on his bald head and tattoos. He looked eager enough.

"Very well." The announcer said and the opponent walked across. He seemed happy he got chosen. The paths receded.

"What will be the rules?"

"It will be a fight to the death." Kagero's face darkened at the requirement of the battle.

"May I offer an addition to that?"

"Depends." The man smirked.

"How about if you get knocked off the stage you lose, also, if I win I get those hours Leorio lost back."

"The first part is fine but I object to the second part."

"Damn... fine." Kagero muttered darkly.

"Then let's begin." The man immediately ran to her reaching for her throat.

She dodged. "Not even comparable to the last guy..." Kagero murmured, though Gon, Killua and Kurapika heard what she said and got curious. They would definitely ask about that later. It most likely related to the injuries and why she was so depressed.

Kagero moved to wait in the middle of the stage until he attacked again. The man ran up to her and attempted a punch. Kagero grabbed his arm and pulled the arm over her shoulder, kicking her leg to add more force to the throw. He was slammed onto the ground and the tile cracked under the force. He got up almost immediately and rushed her. Kagero feigned a punch to the face and the man went for a high kick, she grabbed his foot an inch away from her head, almost falling from the momentum of the kick. She looked up to the man who was trying to get out of her grasp with no avail—the action made her mind go back to when she pinned her last opponent. Kagero bit her lip, trying to push the memories away. It wasn't time for that. Kagero launched the man across the room into the space where the other criminals were, he was knocked into the candle guy and the girl with pink hair. Everyone was dumbfounded, similar to Killua's win when they found out he was an assassin.

"There, I win." Kagero put her hands in her pockets. "He was knocked off of the platform." There was a ding and the score changed showing that she won. "Thank god for loopholes..." She mumbled, though the others heard since they were close enough after crossing the bridge.

A door opened and a path came out connecting it under the door. Then another announcement came on. "Across the bridge, you'll find a small room. You must spend the fifty hours you gambled away there."

"Well let's go." Killua initiated.

The room was actually… pretty decent. It had a few chairs and a couch, a bookshelf full with books that Kagero has never heard of—and most likely wouldn't be able to read.

• • • • • •

"Good grief. We have to spend fifty hours in this room?" Leorio walked to the couch.

"It's not a prison cell, be happy." Leorio scoffed at Kagero's comment.

"You're right! We should be happy!" Gon chirped.

"Killua."

"Huh?"

"Can you tell me how that technique works? The one you used to instantly remove his heart." Kurapika asked. The motive behind the question was his undying thirst for revenge. It would be an easy kill move and unexpected to anyone.

"Oh, that wasn't even a technique. I just ripped it out. But to make it easier, I manipulated my body a bit." Killua sharpened his nails.

"Y-Your nails..." Leorio and Gon were surprised.

"Mass murderers are still only amateurs. I used to be a professional." He pointed to himself smugly.

"So... you're like a cat." Kagero decided to lighten the mood. Even though she was still depressed about her kill. She needed to take her mind off it.

"A cat? What makes you think that?" Killua was slightly offended.

"Your retractable 'claws'." Kagero yawned, "Plus you act like a cat sometimes."

The four laughed when Killua grunted in retort.

"Well, then. We have more than two whole days in here."

"What should we do, Killua?" Gon asked. He had a few ideas in mind.

"First, we should search the room for any kind of entertainment."

"Yeah!" Gon and Killua ran across the room.

"Man, you kids don't have a care in the world."

Tonpa and Kurapika sat down. Kagero flopped down on the couch beside Kurapika, grabbing a pillow. She put her face into it and sighed heavily with a muffled shout into it. Kurapika looked at her weirdly and decided to let it slide. She looked really stressed out.

"Mirage, what did you mean by what you said 'not even comparable to the last guy' previously?" There was underlying question too. Why are you so depressed? Kurapika was curious; the boys were too, considering how they stopped their activities of rummaging through the cabinets.

"It's a long story..."

"Speaking of which," Killua came in, "What was your trial like?"

"Yea, who were you with?" Gon asked.

So many questions... "I was with Hisoka."

"H-Hisoka?!" Leorio blurted out. Everyone was surprised.

"Yea... We had to go through these puzzles involving mirrors and glass." Kagero explained about the puzzles since Gon was curious about them. By the end of the explanation Gon's head was steaming. "After that we entered a room with two people in it. Hisoka fought his opponent but...I fell asleep... He was injured so I dressed his wounds..." The room was instantly quiet, you could hear a pin drop, until Leorio spoke up.

"H-H...How could you be so relaxed around him! H-He's so creepy and strong!"

"Mirage saved me from Hisoka before! He's strong too!" Gon came in. Leorio stared agape at Kagero.

"Bu-but he killed all those people!"

"He also killed his opponent." The room went silent again.

"What about the other opponent?" Killua got everyone back on topic. "Your opponent."

"He was a Karate master, though a criminal too. I had... I had to kill him...It was the rules... That's how I got my injuries too." Kagero's tone darkened.

"So that's why you seemed so depressed when you came." Kurapika pieced it together.

"And that's the reason you asked to compromise with the rules with the army guy too right?" Gon was being surprisingly smart.

"Yea..."

"Sorry to bring that up Kagero, it must have been hard on you." Leorio was feeling bad. Though he felt a bit scared of Kagero now—it was also the same with Killua.

"Oh, it's alright." Kagero forced a smile. She still didn't feel too good about everything.

"It's not okay!" Gon shouted. "Aunt Mito said that it's best to talk about your problems but only when you're ready! Because if you bottle it up the feeling will change your mindset and change who you are! I don't want you to change Mirage!" Gon started to rant, going on tangents all over the place. "—and then! Then it talked. The cat talked!"

Kagero had been trying to hold it in—covering her mouth with the pillow she screamed into—but she started cracking up. Her laughing grew louder and she laughed for a solid minute. The group went silent and some people blushed slightly. Leorio being completely obvious and Killua hid it well. "You guys are the perfect antidepressant." She chuckled, "Well I guess I'll read a book." Kagero changed the topic. She got up and took a book about famous martial artists of the new world she was in. Though it was just pictures of the man doing various kata forms.

The boys were just killing time when Killua started to show Gon his skateboard. Kagero got interested in it so she got up to get a closer look.

"Oh. Kagero you want to try too?" Killua asked.

"Yeah."

"You'll have to let me try your shoes then."

"Sure, though they may not fit you."

Killua explained the skateboard trick and Kagero played rock paper scissors and got to go first. Killua did a demonstration and Kagero did it on the first try.

"This isn't so hard..." Kagero went back and forth doing occasional jumps.

"Uuah...Let me try! My turn, my turn!" Kagero tossed Gon the board. Gon tried doing the trick but failed and the board whizzed by Tonpa's head effectively messing up his hair.

"Hey don't skateboard in this small room!" Leorio yelled.

"You shouldn't yell so loud either..." Kagero said in a whisper, though Gon and Killua heard and started giggling.

"Then let's try Mirage's shoes!"

Kagero took her shoes off and tossed them to Killua. "Sorry. They might smell."

"Eeh, why's Killua first?"

"Because he let me use his skateboard first," then she side commented, "And you'll probably send them across the room."

Killua put the shoes on and stumbled a bit at first and could rollerblade with only a hint of trouble. Well that's probably because the shoes were a bit too big for him.

"My turn, my turn!" Killua took the shoes off and gave them to Gon with a sulk.

"Th-This is hard." Gon was frustrated. Then he fell and face planted. A shoe flew off his foot flying by Leorio's head this time. "Sorry..." Tonpa laughed at Leorio.

"Hey!" Leorio started bickering with Tonpa.

"It's like they're an old married couple." Kagero laughed slightly.

"WHAAT!" Leorio and Tonpa yelled, though her comment made them stop arguing. Everyone else laughed out loud.

"Hah… haha... I-I'm dying!" Killua's laughter was dying down, well, slightly.

Kagero pouted a little. "It wasn't that funny..." She looked down and to the side blushing slightly.

Everyone ended up doing their own thing. Kurapika had a mountain of books beside him and Leorio and Tonpa were already asleep. Gon and Killua were watching and Kagero was listening to her music.

Kagero stretched and looked at the time. "Hmm, it's getting late."

"Yea, I would say it's time to go to sleep." Kurapika closed a book.

"Is there a bathroom?" Just then a door appeared on the wall and it opened to a bathroom. "Hmm, convenient." Kagero got up and stretched again. "Does anyone need it?"

"I'll go." Gon got up and trotted to the bathroom.

"Kagero, I've never really thought about it but, you are a boy right?"

"What makes you think that Killua?"

Killua shrugged. "I guess it's because you look like a girl sometimes."

"Then shouldn't you also ask Kurapika that question?" Kagero gestured a hand to where Kurapika was.

"I am male." Kurapika said with a hint of anger.

"Yes, yes."

Then you could hear the flush of water from the bathroom and Gon walked out refreshed.

"There's a shower and a bath!" Gon patter his hair with a hand held towel.

"I'll be taking one then." Kagero walked into the bathroom and locked the door.

She left not answering the question about her gender.

They can't know yet. They would treat me differently; I don't want their opinions to change. Kagero sighed and took her clothes off; she took her wig off and set it aside. She turned on the shower head and washed her hair. It was quite long actually, it was almost down to her knees, already down to mid-thy. After washing her hair she put it up in a clip she found lying in the bathroom. There was actually everything you would need there, shampoo, conditioner, soap, toothpaste and toothbrushes, and a hair brush. After the tub was filled Kagero finally had the chance to be at peace with herself.

"Hot hot hot." She slumped into the tub after the she got used to the heat.

What a day, what a day. I guess you couldn't expect anything else from the hunter exam. I wonder what father is up to right now... Heh, he's probably watching some anime or something. Kagero smiled. I am having fun. I even made my first friends! They're really nice. To Kagero it seemed as if she was talking to her father. Even with her harsh childhood her father was tough on her. But he was there for her.

She missed him.

Kagero started feeling light headed and got out of the tub, she had heatstroke before and it wasn't pretty—hallucinations that she was severally obese and couldn't move, not to mention the vomiting with hot and cold flashes. She got dressed and wrapped her bandages around her upper body. Taking her hair out of the clip she let it fall and brushed it thoroughly. Her hair no longer had knots or kinks. She dried it thoroughly before putting her hair up in a bald cap. She didn't notice it was in her bag until she searched through it. Her father was really prepared. It was much more secure than the hairnet and it made her head look more proportionate. She put on her wig and straightened it out. It looked much cleaner after the harsh elements it's been through. After brushing her teeth and washing her face she waltzed out of the bathroom happily.

The room was dark, the only light coming from the bathroom and electronics around the room. Everyone was already asleep. The light from the bathroom went directly to Leorio's face and he turned away from it. She closed the door quietly and she was engulfed in darkness.

There was no room on the couches or chairs. Walking—more like shuffling because she couldn't see a thing—around the room she sat in the corner of the room, sat down and slumped against the wall. The effects from the bath got to her and she slowly drifted off to sleep despite the uncomfortable spot she was in. It wasn't as bad as the time she got lost and has to sleep on rocky ground on the mountain she lived on. The trees were usually infested with bugs at that time of year so the cliff side rocks were the best option.

Killua woke up with a pillow to the face. He held the pillow and looked to his friend weirdly. Is… is he still asleep? He stared at him for a moment. He broke into a grin, let's find out! He chucked it at Gon, who somehow threw it back in his sleep. Then Killua took hold of the pillow and winded up for a strong hit, and pummeled him in his face.

"Hey!" Gon shot up and threw another pillow.

Predictably a pillow fight broke out.

Tonpa, the little jerk, was awake the whole time; bullying Leorio with his retched feet stank. He needed a new pair of socks judging from that hole his big toe was escaping from, and that green stench zone around it was killer, a fly dropped dead just by flying in the area around it. Leorio groaned and slapped the foot away, only to have Tonpa chuckle evilly and pit it right back by his nose.

Kurapika woke up to the racket and flying pillows. His eyes followed a pillow that was on a crash course to Leorio's face.

"Huh?" He groaned and looked to see Tonpa close an eye, pretending to be asleep. So naturally he assumed that he kicked him. Also he could smell that foot in his dreams, it gave him a terrible nightmare. He knew it was done on purpose too. "You son of a–" An argument broke out.

Kagero however, was still soundly sleeping in a corner of the room all balled up. Kurapika put a blanket on her and placed a pillow under her head. Killua poked her face getting her to grumble and pull the blanket up.

"Killua. Come on, he's sleeping."

"But his reactions are awesome." He pinched her nose. A few seconds later Kagero's mouth opened for a gasp of air. He didn't expect her to put her arm around his and she moved. He tumbled and ended up lying beside her.

"Ah, G-Gon!" Killua whisper yelled.

"You reap what you sow." Kurapika said with a laugh. Gon poked Killua and laughed also.

"Traitors." He shivered when her breath went down his neck. He felt his face grow warm at the close contact.

They put the TV on and luckily Killua could watch from his position. About a half an hour later Kagero started to stir. "Mmmn…" She nuzzled into Killua, hugging him closer. Killua tensed. What am I hugging? She cracked her eyes open to see white. "Killua? What are you doing?"

"What am I doing? What are you doing!?" He said exasperatedly. "You grabbed me!"

She blushed in embarrassment. "O-oh..." She scratched her head awkwardly. "Well, you were a good hot water bottle. Or teddy bear," she grinned. "How about cuddle cat? Smitten kitten?"

"Oh shut up."

"Pwuffy pwillow?" Kagero offered another. She laughed after getting a pointed look and an eye roll from Killua.

"Food!" Gon bounded up from his seat. The food sort of just appeared from an opening in the wall and it was rather bland, but they were thankful. After eating there was roughly ten minutes left. They all got ready and waited by the door.

"On with our adventure!" Kagero pointed to the ceiling, pretending that there was an open sky with a large sun as the door opened.

(Omake)

"So... you're like a cat." Kagero decided to lighten the mood. Even though she was still depressed about her kill.

"A cat? What makes you think that?" Killua was slightly offended.

"Your retractable 'claws'." Kagero yawned, "Plus you act like a cat sometimes."

Then she thought of something, she grinned evilly and grabbed Killua's wrists. He tried to escape, but couldn't do so without hurting her, then she started moving them around and made it look like he was dancing.

"Cat, I'm a kitty cat, and I dance dance dance, and I dance dance dance."

The four laughed, and Killua was not amused. He scratched Kagero.

"Ah! Bad kitty! Who needs the spray bottle?"

(Omake End)

Hello readers! Todays gonna be a double update because I did that to my other chapter so it just wouldn't be fair if I didn't do it to this one too huh? :P

Anywho, I had some inspiration and added some violence, blood, and angst(I keep saying it like angus beef though for some reason…) Nerfed Kagero a bit. But still wanna keep her up there ya know? :P