A/N: Bad, Hiskoa! Bad! You'll see what I'm talking about. Anywho, plot starts rolling in. Enjoy!

WARNINGS: Slight sexual talk, cussing

To Not Be Human

The orange hair magician watched the teary-eyed glare of the litle girl hiding in a corner and not keeping her alert eyes off of him. He thought his downgrade from "Asparagus-nii" to "Carrot-nii" was a suitable punishment for "playing" with her and discovering a shocking secret of hers, but now he was receiving the silent treatment.

"Listen, Mel, I'm sorry," he attempted to soothe the child. "I was just curious. You don't have to be mad at me."

"Do I look like Rage to you?" She spat at him, tears escaping her eyes. "I'm just...hurt. I trusted you Asp-I mean, Carrot-nii! Even if I'm young, I know that that was wrong!"

Hisoka sighed and stared at the clock, not taking in the time, only thinking about what had transgressed earlier. He had ascertained a terrible secret that he was sure no one, but her real brother knew about. He figured her age accounted for her flat-chestedness, but he didn't know she actually didn't have any female parts whatsoever.

'Nor male parts, either. This 'girl' has no reproductive organs at all. Is she even human? Well, even if she does have nine lives, does she not realize she's different from everyone else? Well, I don't suppose she's ever seen another naked human before, but...'

Hisoka's eyes flicked to the hallway as he could sense his two little apples coming towards him. 'Just in time,' he thought, as he began to create his ominous aura. Gon and Killua turned the corner and walked confidently up to Hisoka, their aura's spilling about them.

"Welcome to the class of the 200th floor!" Hisoka jestered. "It's seems you'll be able to pass without undergoing baptism." He turned his golden eyes on Gon. "I can imagine that which brought you to the Celestial Tower. You intended to confront me after training here, correct?"

"The only thing I couldn't have expected was to see you here," Gon glared back at him. It makes it easier for me to win sometime."

"You've become quite confident since you've acquired Nen," Hisoka smiled. He put two of his pointer fingers in the air, and they began to glow a bright pink. "The Nen is quite deep." The connected the aura between his fingers and created pictures in between such as a spade and a skull. "To speak openly, as you are now, I don't want to fight you. But...come out victorious from only one fight in this group, and I'll be your man."

He walked towards Mel, and reahed to touch her, but when she flinched from his grasp, he withdrew, appearing to be hurt, but no one could tell his real emotions. He disappeared down the depths of the hallway. Once the alarm went down, the boys withdrew their Nen and ran over to Stasy.

"Are you ok?" Killua asked her with concern. "Did he do anything to you?"

Melancholy gazed up at him with large, watery eyes, her lower lip trembling dangerously. Instantely, she leapt up into his arms, unable to contain her cries. "I'm sorry, Killua! I'm sorry! I am unpure! You can no longer be the first man to touch me! But don't worry, I'm still a virgin, oh, but I've been tainted! Your future wife has been touched by another man! Curse Fate! Curse Carrot-nii! I couldn't help it! He used his Nen to paralyze me! I couldn't move! He said it was a 'game!'"

"That bastard!" Killua growled, as he held the sobbing Mel in his arms. "I'm sorry, Gon, but next time I see him I'll kill him!"

"At least wait until after I've defeated him," Gon protested.

"I'd let go of her, if I were you," Wing's light voice penetrated the sound of Mel's crying. "You'll feel rather exhausted if you don't."

"What do you mean?" Killua snapped back, slightly offended.

"You may not realize it now, since your beginners and can't watch the flow of Nen perfectly, but I can. I have noticed, watching you three, that each time you touch, she steals a little bit of your aura, each time. Since its only a little, and you recover it after sleep, you don't notice the change, but if she continues to cling to you like that, you won't be able to stand."

"Wha..What are you talking about?" Mel sniffed, looking at the man, but refusing to escape from Killua's arms in which she had longed to be in for so long.

"It seems that you sincerely don't understand what's going on, Stasy," Wing nodded to her. "I believe you when you say you've never used Nen before. However, it seems you're body has been producing and stealing Nen unconciously. I have observed you three in the past few days, and I've noticed that each time she comes in contact with any living thing, that being will tire, the degree of fatigue depends on the length of contact."

"Come to tihnk of it," Killua said as he looked at the innocent girl. "Everytime you glomp me I do feel mentally tired."

"I don't think that's the cause of it," Gon interjected.

"Anywho, wrapping yourself around her like that might not be so good of an idea," Wing pointed out.

Killua stared at her and then leapt away as if she were a freaky ghost. Mel only shrunk smaller in her depressed black cloud.

"So I'm no greater than a parasite, huh?" she muttered darkly to herself. "I can never touch the idol of my love ever again?"

"I wouldn't say that," Wing held up a finger and then folded his hands behind his back. "It's still your body. As long as you learn to control your aura, you can stop from sucking the vital energy out of people."

"H-how do I do that?!" she dashed to Wing, the bright light of hope glittering in her wide eyes.

"Practice containing your Nen, like Gon and Killua," he gestured towards the two boys. "You already have your Shouko open a little, you need only to meditate and train on controlling your Nen, so that you can open your Shouko fully and then contain your aura."

"Alright!" Stasy kciked her heels in the air and then ran back to Killua and Gon, grinning broadly as if she had neverr been crying and bowed. "Please take care of me, my senseis!"

Gon looked at the clock which just struck 10:46. "We better get going guys."

"You're right," Killua began to walk off. "Thanks Wing, for your guidance."

"Yeah," Gon chided in.

"Yes, thank you very much!" Stasy waved spastically at him as they ran off.

"Welcome to the 200th floor," one of the ladies working in the Celestial Tower handed the children some forms with a bright smile. "Please sign the inscription form. Do you also want the one to join in the fights?"

"Come again?" Killua raised an eyebrow.

"In this stage, there's a system of fights' declaration. You dispose of a preperation time of 90 days. This system allows you to fight the day you want, with a delay of three months. Of course, you can fight whatever the day, and even wait the time limit for it, after your first fight, you again, dispose of 90 preperation days. Please note, that if you don't participate in any fights within the delay period, you will be disqualified and your inscription will be cancelled."

'"After the first fight...'" Gon remembere Hisoka's words. "You mean, in this group, we fight several times?"

"You'll need 10 victories to pass this level," the clerk explained. "But if you total 4 defeats before your 10 victories, you're declared a loser. But, if you obtain 10 victories, you'll be able to challenge the Floor Master! The Floor Masters are the 21 most prestiguous fighters! Each one lives on a floor between the 230th and 250th floors! You understand what that means, don't you? You defeat the Floor Master, you become the new one! That's not all! Because if you can become Floor Master, there's a special even that takes place every two years on the last floor, and you're given the right to take part in it!" She brandished her arms extravegently, to demonstrate the grandeur of the honor of Floor Master.

The children stared back at her blankly. "Apart from this, is there anything else in the last stage?" Killua asked her.

"WHAT?!" the woman shouted back at them. "If you win the last floor becomes your domicle! It's said to be the highest point in the world! That's a great honor! Plus, you're offered a super rare treasure!"

"What are we gonna do?" Killua spoke softly with Gon. "Now that I know the secret of the last floor, I'm not interested in it anymore."

"Neither am I," Gon replied. "If I can fight Hisoka, that' enough for me."

"I'm just happy we made it past the 100th floor!" Stasy sighed.

"You have to win once," Killua ignored Stasy and continued his discussion with Gon. "You're gonna wait a little while, aren't you?"

"No, I want to know the difference in comparison from our previous matches."

Stasy suddenly frowned and turne to look behind her. There were three men, one in a moped with strange headgear on his head. Another one, tall and lanky, with strange indentions in his face for eyes, and another tiny one with a mask that looked like something out of an uncreative horror film.

"A problem?" She asked them cooly.

"No, no," the tall man smiled kindly. "We also want to fill out a form so we're queueing."

"I think they want me to choose the same day as you," Killua loked over to Gon.

"For me, the day doesn't matter," Gon quickly marked the form and handed it to the clerk lady.

"Me neither," Stasy chimed in as she too, marked her form and handed it to the clerk. Killua also filed suit.

"Good," the lady held up three keys with long keychains attatched to them with the room number on them. "Gon, you're in room 2207, Killua, room 2223, Ecstasy, Room 2218. We'll tell you when the date's fixed."

Hey, Gon, look," Killua pointed to the TV imbedded into the wall o the luxurious room. The screen read "The Date of the fight has been settled! Fighting room of the 225th floor, March 11th at 3 PM."

"The 11th," Stasy mused. "That's tomorrow, isn't it?"

Stasy turned around and found a flared up Gon, his bright green aura gglowing around him. "I don't think I'll win tomorrow," He clasped his fists. "But I don't care! I want to test his new force! I'd like to know how it's gonna work."

Killua smiled at Gon's eagerness. "Well, then we better start training then, huh?"