A/N: I'm working on Possessed. I swear. It's just that I'll do a little bit and then my mind will wonder off so its going rather slowly. It'll come soon, I promise. Till then, I'll dish out the GT.

Bye Bye, Celestial Tower

"I can't believe Wing shot that one on us," Gon exclaimed as he walked down the corridors of the Celestial Tower with Killua. "I never would've guessed that learning Nen would've been the Secondary exam. It kind of stinks for Stasy though. She's come all this way and still isn't a Hunter."

"Don't remind me," Killua grumbled, guilt rising in his throat. It was his fault she was one step farther from reaching her goal. "Speaking of, how's she doing with her 'training?'"

"I don't know," Gon shrugged his shoulders. "She's locked herself up in her room this whole time. What Mr. Wing said to her really shook her up. The thought of becoming one person really seems far-fetched to her."

"Well, she needs to get over it," Killua fumed. "I bought tickets for hr to go see your match with Hisoka, and I'm not gonna let valuable money that could've bought candy go to waste! I'll go talk to her!"

Gon smiled as Killua stomped off to Stasy's room. 'Isn't that just an excuse?'

Killua opened the door clowly, peering his around the door into the dark room. The blinds were drawn so that only a few rays of sunlight escaped into the room. He made out the girl's crumpled figure hugging her knees on her bed, fiercely glaring at the wrinkles in her sheets.

'She's such a dram queen,' Killua sighe as he walked into the room, but kept the door open for more light.

"Hey, get up, freakazoid, it's time for Gon's match," he ordered her.

She remained unmoving, her lips moving but no noise coming out.

Killua sighed again and sat down on the bed next to her. "Listen, there's no need for you to worry about joining your personalities together again, ok? They were split for a reason. I'm sure you can ask your brother about this when we find him, alright? Now, I bought these tickets, so we could watch Gon's match together, so will you get up already?"

Stasy turned to him, smiling brightly, so much that it almost lit up the room. Killua felt his heart gave a slight twang like when Gon smiled at him. He stood up quickly and turned away to hide his blush. 'I guess it's a family thing. What am I saying? They're not even related!' He glanced over his shoulder at the grinning girl scrambling out of the bed. 'But I guess even she can look cute sometimes.'

"Come on, let's go," he walked towards the door, the auburn haired girl following after.

"Yes, my love!"

The arena was loud with the cheers of the spectators. Although this annoye Stasy very much, she only smiled brightly on the outside.They had some decent seats in the center of the crowd next to Wing and Zushi. Stasy didn't mind the distance from thee ground level. With her Gyo and keen eyesight, she could watch the match perfectly fine.

"So who're you gonna cheer for?" Killua asked Stasy.

"Gon, of course!" she gave him the "duh!" look. "After what Carrot-nii did to me!"

"Oh yeah, that's right," Killua muttered as he turned his attention back down to the two opponents facing each other.

"But don't worry, I think Gon's safe for a little while."

"Huh?"

"It's that Carrot-nii realized after violating me that it was too early. Well, it'd always be too early in my eyes, but to him, he didn't get as much satisfaction from it as he would've at a more...mature time. He's gonna wait until he can enjoy Gon to his fullest. Just as long Gon doesn't act too cute and enticing to speed up his demise."

"If that's the case then Gon's doomed," Killua sighed, leafing his fingers throuh his silvery white hair. "Of course, I'd never let Hisoka get anywhere near Gon in any other situation."

Stasy could feel Jealousy rising within her. Sure, you'll protect Gon, but I'm easily expendable.

Stasy snapped out of her envious musings when the crowd gave loud cheer.

"Clean Hit! One Point for Hisoka!" the judge shouted.

Indeed, Gon did have some inflammation on the side of his cheek, but he still looked eager to battle.

"I didn't move from my spot since the beginning, see?" Hisoka pointed out to him, a smug look on his face.

"Huh? Really?" Gon exclaimed. "I'll show you!"

Stasy slapped her forhead with the butt of her hand. Oh! Gon! Stop acting so cute! It's a wonder you haven't been eaten yet, since you're such a weirdo magnet!

Gon leapt from his spot towards Hisoka, feinted a punch, moved t an incredible speed in front of Hisoka so he saw many little Gon's, and then dashed to the side. With his amazing strength, he lifted one of the slagstones, and kicked it so that billions of pieces of rubble exploded eveywehere. He easily blocked all of the flying debri, however, in doing so, he lost sight of Gon. But Gon had not lost sight of him. He reappeared to Hisoka's side, and sent his knuckles deep into Hisoka's cheek.

Stasy couldn't help herself. She leapt up along with some of the crowd, but cheered louder than anyone else.

"WHHOOOO!! GO, GON!! YOU GIVE HIM A GOOD HIT FOR YOUR OLDER SISTER!!!!"

As Stasy screamed her head off, Gon and Hisoka moved walked so that they were closer together and Gon held out a number card with "44" printed on it. Hisoka took it, the smirk never falling. Then they leapt back, so that they were a safe distance apart.

"You're the Reinforcement type, aren't you?" Hisoka asked Gon.

:"Huh? How'd you know?" Gon jumped.

"Ha ha ha! You're so cute. I got you so easily."

"Agh! Shut up! How'd you find that out?"

"It's like judging someone on their blood type: there's no point to it. It's just an analysis I've been thinking about, is all. The one's that develop Reinforcement are simple and pure!" He pointed a finger at the boy.

True, Stasy admitted.

"And I'm from Transformation, unstable and a liar.

True.

"We have good complementarity due to opposite characteristics. We could get along well. But you have to be careful, because the Transforation Nens are unstable. What was important the day before, is trashed the next day."

Stasy tensed at that last line. How could she ever think this guy was like her brother. He hadn't trashed her...right?

"Don't disappoint me, Gon," Hisoka said before charging, following with a series of combos. Hisoka was more fierce than before. Poor Gon was being thrashed, but luckily managed to dodge his lethal kick, which raised one of the slagstones that went hurtling into the crowd. On the other end, luckily, Stasy thought.

"A critical for Hisoka!" The judge called out. "More points! Three to Two!"

"Come here," Hisoka ordered the boy.

"No way!" Gon stuck his tongue out between breaths. "I'm preparing for my next attack."

"Then I'll make you come to me," Hisoka raised his finger.

"Gon! The Gyo!" Killua called out, but it was already too late. Hisoka had already attached his pansy gum to Gon's left cheek.

Hisoka swung Gon around easily. Although Gon was holding up well, whereas any other person would've fallen into despair, it seemed that while Hisoka was tossing him around, there was no way he could fight back. The judge himself could see this, so after a round of punching, he called out "One critical to each side! That's two points each. And one more point for a down! That's nine to four!"

"What?!" Gon shouted in indignation. "That wasn't a down! I got immeadiatly back up and was even on guard!"

The judge stood by his decision. The cowd yelled angrily, booing him, with Rage being the loudest. "Yeah, come up here, lame excuse for a judge and we'll see who scores some points!" If it wasn't for Killua holding her back, she just might've gone down their and kicked his ass.

"Inattentiveness is your worst enemy, Gon," Hisoka chuckled. "Look to your right." He pointed.

Gon quickly looked over to his right, only to be hit with a slab of rock from his left, sending him flying.

"Ah, sorry, that was my right," Hisoka smirked. "I meant left. While you were complaining to the judge, I attached my pansy gum to a stone. Without you realizing it, I shrank my pansy gum."

"Down and critical for Hisoka! Two more points! Eleven to four! Hisoka wins by points!" The judge raised his hand into the air.

"You made great progress," Hisoka said over his shoulder as he began to walk away. "But you still need practice. If you confront me ten more times, we might have an interesting match. But that's only if we fought in the Celestial Tower. I won't fight here with you anymore.Next time we'll confront for real in a world with no rules where we risk our lives."

With that said, he left the arena with its loud spectators and Gon staring fiercely at his retreating back.

"That stupid arbiter!" Rage fumed. "You just let me have a little 'chat' with him, Gon, and we'll make sure you'll have another, fair match with Carrot-nii!" She flexed her biceps and put one hand on her muscles to show her meaning.

"No, no," Gon shook his head and his hands, smiling nervously at Rage's enthusiasm. "It's alright. I would've lost anyway. I still need to refine my Nen."

"Well, since Gon's finished what he came here to do," Killua piped in, "how about if we go to Gon's place?"

"Really?" Gon looked at him. With how long they spent here, he pretty much guessed they'd live here forever.

"Yeah, I would like to meet Mito."

"Mito," Stasy put her finger on her chin. "Isn't that your aunt? Oh, well then I simply must meet Auntie! Any other relatives of ours?"

"Well there is Grandma," Gon replied, although he couldn't help but notice how she used "ours."

"Then, let's head off!" Killua exclaimed in an unusually cheerfull mood.