Hey, Yoshida Megumi-chan here! Sorry for the late update! My sister didn't want to hand me the computer so I had to wait over three hours. One more time, I'm sorry for the update, because I know how it feels when you have read only the prologue. Anyway, here is the first chapter of my story, don't forget to read and review!

Chapter 1: Juice x Friends

Arisu's (Shiro's) POV:

The tunnel-like room was really big. I was number 13. Heh. I didn't know if this was a good sign or not. (A/N: Because she's born on 13th) I was one of the first to arrive here. A hour or so flew away and the room finally was filling with muscular men. Not that the height can provide winning. These with the most potential were either the strangest or the quietest people. I sighed, my eyes searching for contestants around my age. There was no way in hell somebody at the age of twelve to have the guts to take the exam. But I wasn't the type who gives up easily so I had some hope left. After wandering a bit – the competitors were extremely slow and dense and didn't even notice me – I decided to start listening to music. Before I could take my iPod, the fatty guy with a square nose – number 16 – walked towards me. I nervously placed the hat and the hood, trying to hide my gender. I didn't like this guy, something felt off.

"Hi!" he greeted me. "My name's Tonpa. You're new, right? I'm here for the 35th time. You can say I'm a kind of veteran here. Do you want to be friends?" the fatty told too much information. I was just nodding, carefully studying his expression. I looked at him when he asked the last question. Friend? I asked myself mentally. This guy? I must be blind if I want even to stand near him. Clearly, he is a rookie crusher. And I'm his prey. Good thing is that he doesn't know I'm a girl or he could have used another tactic. I'll tag along, but even if he can't see my face, I must be careful. One wrong move and it's going to be harder to keep my secret. Well, this could only keep me away from the boredom that is haunting me but I can't clearly understood why he told me he failed so many times, it's not something that can rise your pride- I suddenly realized something and a mischievous smile grew on my face mentally. I placed my curious face.

"Will you?" I asked with glittering eyes. The excitement was fake but he didn't notice. "For the very, very real?" he nodded, looking a bit pink. Tonpa really fell for my act. Like my maid was saying 'Cuteness is the best weapon for a woman to have!' This guy was no different from others, they all fell for the same old trick. The tonpa who was here to make me fall the exam was now melting. I could see how his facade was crumbling and smirked mentally. Oh, I'm so turning your life in hell for underestimating me. Fatties should know their places. I thought cruelly. Then I looked at the orange juice he was holding in his hand, probably going to poison me. How lame. "Ne, ne, Tonpa-san" I said as I pointed to one of the orange cans. "Is this for me?" the man flinched, now regretting his meeting with me. He was hesitating whenever he should or shouldn't give me the drink. He shook his head fiercely.

"N-No, Shiro-chan, this isn't for you. I-it's for someone else." Tonpa avoided the question, starting to sweat. I just grinned wider (mentally, of course!) and started the act. I sniffed and looked at him with puppy eyes – not that he could see them thought – and fake tears started falling down my cheeks. The old man trembled when he saw the tears. I spotted something white at the end of my sight. It was a boy around my age. Lucky! Now I can just pray for him to be either interesting or fun. And yes, there was the difference: interesting is when you can't guess what he is thinking or he is full of surprises; fun is to laugh when you see him being eaten or tortured. But I had no time for that now, my toy was Tonpa and I wanted to play with him just a little more. The still crying me looked straight in the man's eyes.

"Then… you won't give me juice? Is it for someone special? For someone more special than me?" I asked, bursting in more false tears. I could literally hear how his heart was pounding with guilty. I continued. "And you said we were friends… Tonpa-san, you liar!" I almost shouted. The man's face was filled with so much sadness that for a second I felt slightly guilty for playing with his feeling. Just for a second thought. Then he handed me the can, I opened it and before he could tell me that there was a chance for the juice to be expired, I already had drank it. When I finished, I threw the empty can on the floor and stepped on it, crushing the metal.

"Wha…!" was Tonpa's comment as I smirked. Then the same boy with white hair a spotted a little ago looked at us somehow interested. I ignored him.

"This was very yummy, Tonpa." The said man stared at me blankly as I dropped the honorific. The boy's eyebrows rose up a little. "But you can't poison me so easily." I said with daring grin. The fatty's face was filled with surprise while the boy looked at me as if he just met the most interesting thing in the world. "Also, I must inform you that your acting skill is too poor to fool someone who isn't either too trusting or simple- minded. If you aren't going to take the exam, then you can work on the part where you think that you deceived someone. That's when your expression falters. Also, don't fall into other contestants' traps, or you may end up get killed. For example, don't be fooled by appearance or age; I can fool you too easily so it's no fun." Then I pointed to the bag on his side, where he was storing his drinks. "And you can stop trying to poison me with laxatives. No poison works on me, but the fact that people think I'm so weak they could knock me with poisons is irritating me." Suddenly, my eyes sharpened as tiny waves of bloodlust started appearing, synchronizing with my wrath. I looked at the poor man with deadly glare. "If you do it again, I'll kill you." Tonpa nodded. ""Now, be a good boy and give me all the juice." The veteran gave me six cans and ran away.

"What a show- off" I heard a comment and turned around to see the boy with silver hair. He stretched his hand. "I'm Killua. And you are?"

To be continued…