Sakurai: Hey! Long time no read!

Hime: Sakurai! You're back! Where have you been?

Killua: Probably being her lazy self and lying on the couch eating potato chips and cookies.

Sakurai: Was Not!

Killua: yeaahhh… If not that, then what were you up to?

Sakurai: I was just… busy …

Killua: Okayy… lazy *Cough cough*

Sakurai: WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?

Killua: Who me? Nothing!

Sakurai: Yes you did. You called me lazy!

Hime: Umm, guys, can we just-

Sakurai: I. AM. NOT. LAZY!

Killua: Yes, yes you are.

Sakurai: *pulls out a microwave oven* TAKE IT BACK!

Killua, Hime, and Gon: …

Gon: Why a microwave oven?

Killua: Yeah, what's that gonna do?

Sakurai: I couldn't think of any other weapons!

Hime: Whaaa~~~ But there are TONS you haven't mentioned yet! 3

Gon: Seriously

Hime: There's an ax, a club, a dagger, a staff, a laser, a sword, ninja stars, a pistol, a flamethrower, a pitchfork-

Sakurai: Okay! I get it! Microwave oven was not my best choice. *sigh* I don't even feel like fighting with Killua anymore. Can we just get on with the story?

Gon: Sakurai does not own HxH or any of the characters!

Hime's PoV

I stepped out of the tub, wrapped myself in the fluffy robe hanging on the rack and stepped out of the steamy bathroom.

What I thought was going to be my room, was a completely new world. Makita and a person who I guessed was her friend Ayane were standing in the middle of the room, wide smiles on their faces. They were surrounded by things that a normal woman would die to get their hands on. My mind began to spin as I tried to take it all in.

Dozens of hair brushes and blow-dryers had made their new home on my nightstand. My bed was inhabited by dozens of eye shadows, eye liners, blushes, mascaras, lip glosses, nail polishes, and so many more. Every inch of the floor was covered in clothes: every color shirt, skirt, and dress imaginable, as well as rows and rows of shoes, belts and purses.

I blinked, utterly shocked. I looked at Makita and Ayane, still standing with the same wide smiles on their faces. 'This is going to be interesting,' I thought to myself. Then I was yanked by the arm and pushed into a chair.

Makita held a blow-dryer in her hand. "Let the makeover begin!" She exclaimed.

Gon's PoV

Killua sat on the bed across from mine, reading one of my manga and munching on a chocolate bar. "Ne, Killua, how do you think Hime's makeover will go?"

"I don't know," he answered, not taking his eyes off the manga. "She'll probably end up in one of those skanky dresses and layered with makeup."

"I don't think so," I said, shaking my head. "I think-"

"OWW! THAT'S MY HAIR! THIS ISN'T A GAME OF TUG-A-WAR!" Hime screamed from the next room.

"Things seem to be going well over there." Killua muttered sarcastically, turning a page in the book. Then we heard a knock at the door so he put down the manga. "Who is it?" he called out, too lazy to get up from the bed.

"Just me." Responded a familiar voice.

"It's open."

Leorio walked through the door carrying two bags. He tossed the green one to me and the blue one to Killua. Killua raised an eyebrow at him as he pulled a suit jacket from the bag. "Reolio, what kind of trouble did you get us into?"

"It was my idea!" I exclaimed proudly. "You, me, Leorio, Makita, and Hime are all going out to dinner! I thought Hime seemed pretty down lately so I hoped this might cheer her up a bit!"

Killua let out a groan and glared at me. "Why do I have to go?"

"Because we're friends!"

"Get ready." Leorio said, interrupting our conversation. "Dinner is in a half hour."

Killua let out another groan as Leorio left to get himself ready. "I'm in the shower first." He grumbled, stomping into the bathroom and slamming the door behind him.

~Later~

Hime's PoV

My head hurt, my feet hurt, my hands hurt. In fact, there wasn't a single part of me that didn't feel like it had just gone through a war. Even though I didn't remember, I had a strange feeling that I had never been this dressed up before in my life. But I had to admit, Makita and Ayane did a great job.

My long black hair was silky and shiny and was cascading down my back in big waves. I wore a sky blue dress that attached around the neck, gathered around the waist, and poofed out slightly, ending just below my knee. My shoulders were bare, but my wrists were decorated with a few thin gold bangles. I had small matching hoop earrings that, surprisingly, didn't get lost in my hair.

My feet were painfully crammed into a pair of gold heeled sandals. (I guessed that it was also my first time wearing heels.) I had just a touch of makeup on, which was good because I didn't want to look too ridiculous. I had a light pink lip gloss, and some even lighter blue eye shadow. I don't remember them putting it on, put Ayane and Makita managed to sneak some sparkles in with my makeup, despite my protests.

After Ayane and Makita packed their things, hugged me goodbye, and left, I stood in front of the long mirror on the back of the closet door. I smiled and did a little twirl. I don't know what it is with being dressed up, but it makes you kind of giddy and excited.

A little while later, Makita, now dressed up also, knocked on my door and led me to the dining room downstairs where we were supposed to meet the boys from dinner. I suddenly grew very nervous about them seeing my new makeover.

As soon as I saw Gon, though, and he gave me a warm and friendly wave, all my nervousness faded away and was replaced by happiness. Makita spotted Leorio sitting at a table and went over to him.

"Hey Hime!" He greeted as soon as I got closer. "You look great."

"Thanks Gon! Just be thankful that you're not a girl. Its annoying."

"Girls are also a pain in the ass." A grumpy voice behind Gon muttered. A vein pulsed in my forehead as I stepped around Gon to face a brooding Killua.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked angrily.

"Killua just didn't want to come!" Gon said, trying to stop our argument. "That's all!"

"Well, if you don't want to be here, then why don't you just leave."

"Maybe I will."

"You should!"

"Fine, it's settled."

"Fine."

"Later Gon, I'm outta here."

With that he began walking out the door with his hands in his pockets. I thought he would changed his mind and come back once he glanced at us and saw the sad expression on Gon's face, but he didn't and instead kept on walking.

"I'm sorry about fighting with him, Gon." I apologized, Gon still staring sadly at the last place he saw Killua before he went through the door. He switched his gazed towards me and then smiled.

"It's fine." He said reassuringly. "He's always hot tempered like that anyway."

"I know." I said, a bit of sarcasm in my voice. "I was kicked into a wall because of one of his hissy fits, remember?"

"Oh, yeah." He said, laughing nervously and scratching his head. I let out a small sigh.

Gon turned to me. "Ready to go in?" He asked.

"Hang on. Gon, your bowtie is tied wrong." He looked down at it surprised. I stood there minute while he unsuccessfully tried to retie it.

"Here, let me." I sighed, stepping up onto tippy-toes to get a better view (Gon was a few inches taller than me.) I took the two sides and folded and turned them until they turned into a dashing bowtie.

"Thanks!" Gon said, looking at it. "How you learn how to do that?"

"I don't know, Gon." I answered a little bitterly. "I don't remember anything."

He laughed nervously again and then led me into the dining room. We took out seats across from Leorio and Makita, who were so involved in their conversation that they didn't even notice killua's absence, and began to look at the menus.

The meal was great and the dessert was even better. I decided to order a cake to bring to Killua later. I felt a little bad for getting angry at him before. After all, he really didn't have to be here. The waiter brought the cake in a little take out box and Leorio paid the bill. I grabbed the black sweater I had brought with me and left on my journey to find Killua.

Killua's PoV

"Killua!" I heard a faint voice call out. I peeled myself off the wall I was leaning on and turned towards the direction of the voice. Next thing I knew I saw Hime running down the street and waving at me, a take out box in one hand.

She stopped in front of me panting.

"What's up." I asked, leaning against the wall again. She looked up and me and I saw an apology in her eyes.

"Listen, I'm really sorry that I got angry at you before. You're just so easy to fight with!"

"Was that supposed to be an apology or an insult?"

"Kind of both?"

"Sigh…" This is seriously the strangest girl I have ever met. I looked at her in the blue dress that, even though I won't admit it, looked really pretty on her, especially with that mass of black hair.

"What's in the box?" I asked, not really caring, but instead just trying to start a conversation. Her eyes lit up and she kneeled on the ground, unlatching the sides. I peeked one eye down to see that the box held a chocolate cake.

"Tada!" She said. My mouth began to water as the chocolate scent filled my nose. " I flt bad that you missed dinner so I ordered you some cake. Do you like chocolate?"

I eyed the cake, trying my best not to grab it out of her hands and scarf it down in one piece. "Apology forgiven!"

She happily handed me the cake and a fork and I, just as happily, began eating it. She leaned against the wall next to me while I continued to eat the cake.

"Guess what happened to me today."

"What?"

"I remembered something!"

The fork stopped halfway to my mouth and I turned my head to her, an eyebrow raised.

"It's not much." She continued. "In the memory, I'm in a house in a small town. With me is some boy. I think it's from when I was younger."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

"Well… it doesn't help us much but it is something. When did you remember this?"

"When I was being chased by those two guys earlier."

"Oh, yeah." I said. I nearly forgot about that. "Nice job on biting that guy's thumb by the way."

"Thank you." She said proudly.

"Who were those guys, do you think?"

She didn't answer. I glanced at her and realized that she was staring off somewhere in the distance.

"Whoever they are," she muttered, "they're very persistent."

I followed her gaze to see Tadao and Nobu, the two goons from earlier. They were talking frantically to a shop owner.

I immediately put down the cake and fork, grabbed Hime's shoulder, and began pushing her in the opposite direction as them. She followed without hesitating. I tried to blend in with the crowd, but found it very difficult. Mostly because I was in a suit and Hime in a dress. I got fidgety as the men started to walk in the same direction as us, getting closer with each step.

I couldn't go any faster without the men noticing. Eventually I gave up. I grabbed Hime around the waist and, with fast movements, jumped out of the crowd and across three rooftops in the blink of an eye.

I stopped running a few rooftops later and placed Hime down on the balls of her feet. She straightened and looked at me with wide eyes.

"Holy. CRAP! You can go so fast!"

I burst out laughing at her comment, mostly because it was so unexpected. Yeah, Hime is the weirdest girl I have ever met.

"We just run away from two creepy guys that were chasing you and that's the first thing you say?"

"Well, it's true." She pouted. "You are fast."

"Aren't you even worried about why those two are after you?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I have you and Gon here."

I looked at her and saw that she was completely serious.

"Yeah." I said. "I mean, Gon definitely wouldn't let anything happen to you. Me on the other hand, I couldn't care less." She pursed her lips at that statement, clearly unsatisfied with my response. "Well… if you bring me more of that chocolate cake, I might think about looking after you… maybe…"

She smiled and playfully punched me on the shoulder.

"Wanna head back to the hotel?" I asked.

"Okay."

As we walked, I looked down at Hime, who was smiling happily. I smiled also. I can tell that Hime, Gon, and I are going to be one strange group of friends.

Sakurai: DONE!

Hime: Nice job! That ending was pretty cute.

Sakurai: Thanks, I had a hard time because I was suddenly struck with writers block and then Killua ended up waayyyy too OOC.

Killua: You're not going to turn me into one of those sappy guys who, like, would rather die then leave the girl alone, right?

Sakurai: Hmm… I don't know…

Killua: You better not!

Sakurai: hahaha… Please read and review.