A/N: I finally picked this story up after months of slumber! The Greatest Treasure has finally come out of hibernation! And with not much to offer for its lateness. I'm getting really impatient because a big is going to occur, but I have to lead up to it. It's killing me. But it can only get better from here. So, bear through it, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hunter X Hunter or any of its characters.

Quick Money

They walked around the streets of York Shin, which were as crowded as a can of sardines. Gon gasped and exclaimed at everything he saw. It was cute at first, but now the two just wanted him to shut up.

"Wow, it's only morning but look at all the people!" he exclaimed, bouncing up and down.

"Ah, man, if the moomoo dance hadn't come around, I would've earned 12 times the amount!" Killua sighed.

"You shouldn't gamble to earn money," Gon chastised him sharply.

"Shut up!" Killua snapped. "You only earned 15 thousand in two weeks? You could get more with just panhandling on the streets!"

"A win is a win," Gon shook his finger.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Killua rolled his eyes.

As Gon skipped off ahead, he slowed down so that he was walking at Stasy's slow pace. Her face was contorted in deep thought, and she never took her eyes off the ground. "What's up? or down, in your case."

"Nothing," she sighed, after he eyees flicked up at him. "I was just thinking-"

"Well, that can't be good."

"-about the dream I had last night," she continued, ignoring his rude interruption. Then, more seriously, she looked up at him and asked, "Killua, if I were to hurt Gon, what would you do?"

Without hesitation, he said, "I'd kill you."

Stasy smiled softly. "Yeah, me too."

From that moment on, a silent pact had been formed between the two. They would protect the ignorant country bumpkin for as long as they should live. Together.

"You need to get a cell phone," Killua poked Gon in the forehead. "And you too, Stasy. That's a Hunter's most important tool. How are we supposed to get a hold of each other when we're apart?"

"Welcome!" a street vendor smiled widely at the children as he held up a variety of phones and showed them to Killua. "This one is hot right now! Card sized and very thin. It has a tracking device, so it's good for meeting people."

"Don't get that one," a familiar voice called from behind them. "It doesn't work in a lot of countries, not water-proof, and it's for phone use only."

"L-Leorio!" they shouted.

Sure enough, the tall man with sideburns smiled at them with a "Yo!"

He held up one of the cellphones that resembled a large black bug. "I recommend Beatle Version 7.0. It's a bit heavy and pricey, but it has world wide usage, 200 language translation function, and you can watch TV and record too."

"Ooh!" Killua exclaimed excitedly. "Let's all get that one!"

"Hey, man, how much?" He gestured to the vendor. "2 for 400k? That's too much! I'll buy them somewhere else, then! How 'bout 95k? 100.2k, I can't give you more! Give me a little more discount! 500 more?"

He continued to bombard the vendor, as Killua and the gang watched in awe. "He's good," Stasy muttered.

"He's in the ten digits now," Killua said.

"There's an audience forming," Gon looked anxiously behind him at the growing crowd.

"One for 110K, not bad," Leorio smirked.

"You went overboard," Killua sighed, hands in pockets. "I've never seen anyone be applauded for buying a cell phone."

"But you saved us a lot of money," Stasy exclaimed. "Thanks!"

"Negotiation is basic!" Leorio rubbed his stubble proudly. "I can go for more, if I try harder. I once got the same phone for 80k! When the owner says 'Go away,' that's when the real negotiation starts."

"He's really not fit for auctions," Gon whispered to Killua.

"True."

"And, have you guys mastered Nen?" Leorio osed the question, as he side-stepped to avoid a large crowd of people.

"Yeah, of course," Stasy threw back.

"Are you going to learn after your med-exam?" Gon asked.

"I've already learned it," he smirked, pushing his sunglasses back up the rim of his nose.

"The minimal expected price is 8.9 billion and you only have 5 million?" Leorio fell onto the couch in their hotel room. "The Sazan Piece Auction House is the most prestigious of all auction houses. With your budget, you won't be able to afford the entrance fee. You say there's a clue to searching for Gon's father in this game, but it's next to impossible to get it, right?"

"The Hunter's website said it was easy to obtain," Killua sat on the windowsill.

"The only thing you need to have is money," Gon finished.

"I told you money is everything!"

"But, things that can be bought can't be called a true treasure, right?" Stasy pointed out. "Get these kinds of things with ease, then your truly a real hunter, right?"

They all cocked their heads to the side curiously, but then Leorio jumped up happily! "Let's go, guys! I found a way to do an auction and make money for sure?"

"Huh?"

Leorio led the children to the streets of York Shin where he set up table, and placed Gon at one end. A crowd had already formed, curious as to what the set up was.

"STEP RIGHT UP! Step right up!" Leorio called out to everyone, making obtuse gestures. "Conditional Auction is about to begin!"

Stasy walked up, wearing her cutest smile, holding box with a large diamond inside.

"Our item is a diamond worth about 3 million jenis with a quality assurance document from the store behind us! The condition is arm wrestling! The diamond will be sold to the first person who wins against this young man! The price is 10,000 Jenis! Let the auction begin!"

Just as Leorio had predicted, everyone immeadiatly began to pay the entry price to try and wrestle the small boy. Gon did his best to act weak, and make it look like any of them had a chance. One by one, Gon defeated every opponent that came his way.

Killua sighed with boredom. '88, 999 victories to go until 8.9 billion.'

After about his 150th victory, a small woman with cropped black hair and red glasses paid the netry fee and sat across from him. "A first female challenger!" Leorio narrarated to the crowd.

"Go girl!" someone from the audience shouted.

"Hey, monster kid, take it easy!"

"Nice to meet you," she bowed her head politely towards Gon.

"Ah, me too," Gon bowed back.

"Ready? Go!"

They struggled for a while, Gon sweating all over, and the girl cringing, trying to exert as much force as she could. But alas, her hand fell to the table, leaving Gon breathing heavily. She bowed her head again. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

She stood up and left, disappearing into the crowd. Killua bent down next to Gon and whispered, "You were at full power, right?"

"Yeah."

"Who is she?"

"Maybe the world champion of women's wrestling?"

The four walked into a very suspect and shady building, full of people. They encountered an arena that reminded them of the celestial tower, or possibly a wrestling match. Just as they arrived, a lone light shone down on the arena, where a strange looking. . .None of them could discern the gender of the announcer, but it had major muscles jutting from its body.

"Let's start without waiting for the conditional auction!" it said, and even the voice was unisex. "Today, the rule is simple: hide-and-seek! Look carefully at the pictures you were given, those seven people are todays targets!"

Gon took a flyer from a woman in pigtails passing them out and his eyes flew wide open when he looked at the paper. "This girl is the one who came to the arm wrestling yesterday," Gon spoke to the others.

"The condition to fulfill is to catch them and hand them over to us!" the announcer spoke into the microphone. "The reward is 2 billion Jenis per head! There's no time limit! Ded or alive! Obviously, the way for you to capture them is free to decide. If you manage to capture one of them, contact us at the number at the bottom of the page. We only ask for participation taxes in 5 million Jenis per participant. We ask the people who want be participating in this event to give the pictures back."

Leorio and the others eagerly handed in the money before they left the conditional auction and headed outside. Some other participants were already working on finding information. The children walked into the street, heads swarming with this new found information.

"I think all of this sounds fishy," Killua said aloud. "A while ago, it seemed we were supposed to be in a conditional auction, but this seemed more like an investigation with a reward. I think the mafia realizes it needs help and is trying to find other solutions. You saw, like I did, the ring in the middle, right? I think the initial project was to organize fights or something like that."

"You think it became necessary for them to find those guys?" Stasy asked.

"Yes, no matter the time or money it cost," Killua replied. "The 5 million tax is to give an impression of a real auction. The fact that the reward is a check, and not a high value object, don't you think that's strange?"

"You don't mean. . ." Leorio said. "You think the objects for the main auction have been stolen by. . .? And in that case, there was only one solution remaining: launching an investigation notice on the thieves with a reward."

"Yes, and there's only one group gutsy enough to steal the mafia's treasures: the Genei Ryodan!"