Discaimer: As you all already know, I just own my OC, Hitomi. Hunter X Hunter, on the other hand, belongs to Yoshihiro Togashi.

Chapter 15: Fighting A Celebrity! x Surprise Kiss x Phone Talk

"Broken right radius and ulna, a cracked humerus, three rib fractures and cracks in a dozen other bones… Four months of healing," Hitomi scolded, slightly annoyed, "What the hell do you have in your head?"

"Sorry," Gon murmured.

"Apologizing to us isn't gonna to do anything!" Killua said, poking his forehead. "What's going on in here, huh?"

Killua stopped doing that and Gon rubbed his forehead in pain. Hitomi sighed, sitting up in the bed, at the other side of Killua and Gon.

"You could've been one of those guys who got initiated without knowing Nen," she scolded. "One wrong move and you could've ended up just like these creeps!"

"I know, but I really thought I was gonna be alright," he grinned. Their eyebrows twitched. "I know I got hit by those tops a bunch of times but I had the feeling I wasn't gonna die."

He winced in pain, when both of his friends started to step in his broken arm, irritated at his attitude.

"Your feeling is just wrong," Hitomi smiled wickedly. "You are going to die, right now."

Gon got saved, when someone knocked the door. Killua opened it, just to reveal a pissed off Wing.

Killua and Hitomi gaped in surprise when he slapped his student across his face, when he tried to apologize.

"What good is an apology gonna do now?! What the hell were you thinking out there?!" he scolded him. "You could've been one of those guys who got initiated without knowing Nen! One wrong move and you-!"

"Oh, yeah," Killua cut him off, pointing at Hitomi with his thumb. "She had just told him that."

He looked at them, before directing his gaze back to Gon. He sighed, before putting a hand in his shoulder. He smiled slightly.

"I'm just glad it wasn't any worse. I really mean that."

"Wing-san…" Gon murmured. "I'm really sorry."

"Forget, that's not good enough," Wing replied, irritated, scaring the boy a little. He turned around to the other two. "Do you two know how long it'll take Gon to make a full recovery?"

"The doctor said it'll take about two months," Killua lied.

Hitomi blinked… that wasn't the reply she was expecting. There was no way Wing could believe such a li-!

"I see," Wing answered. "I forbid you to participate in any matches for two months.

She blinked once again… he fell for it way too easily. She looked back to Killua, who smirked at her, cat ears popping out his head once again.

"And I thought that Gon was the most simple-minded person in the world…"

After giving Gon a thread, as a reminder of his promise, Wing got out the room.

"By the way, Hitomi," Killua asked her out of cold. "When is your next match?"

"That's right, 3th April," she answered, remembering it. "I'm fighting with that Kastro-guy."

Killua and Hitomi stared at disbelief at Gon when they arrived to his room. He was grinning, doing a headstand with just one hand.

"Hey, guys! I was just gonna come and see you!" he grinned. "Today is your fight, isn't it, Hitomi?"

"Who cares?" Hitomi murmured, looking at the boy in awe. "Y-You are all better now?"

"Yep!" he smiled, moving around energetically. "All better! I'm completely healed!"

Both of them just stared blankly at him.

"He got over a four month injury-" Killua trailed off.

"-in less than a month," Hitomi completed. "Now I'm getting scared."

Killua, irritated, walked closer to him and poked his forehead as he did at the other time, making Gon stumble and rest his back with the wall.

"What are you made of?!" he shouted.

"Oh, maybe it's because I've been eating these!" Gon grinned, showing them a bag with dried sardines.

"Too simple…" Killua and Hitomi sighed.

Gon stood in front of the elevator next to his friends, feeling a little uneasy.

"It's okay, Gon!" Killua shouted at him. "All we're going to do is sit and watch Hitomi's match-!"

"Forget it," Wing stopped Killua in mid sentence, as he stood off the elevator. "Watching a match counts as studying Nen. Killua-kun may go, but Gon-kun I want you to focus on getting better for another month," Gon nodded. "Well, that's all I have to say. Good luck, Hitomi-chan."

After that, Wing walked off.

"I'll be dead before I step on the arena if you keep giving me heart attacks, damn stalker!" Hitomi shouted, pissed off, before jumping in the elevator.

"Is anyone going up?" the elevator girl asked.

But she got ignored.

"Oh well, I'll have to go alone," Killua complained. "These tickets cost me 150,000 jenny each… Who could have said that one of Hitomi's match would be this expensive!"

"Anyone going up?" the girl repeated again, a little pissed off.

"I could've bought a thousand chocolate robots with that!"

"Is anyone going up?!"

"Man, damn it!"

"JUST GET IN ALREADY, KID!"

The elevator woman walked off her place and grabbed Killua, smashing his head with the wall of the elevator.

"Okay, I'll see you later," Killua murmured, with his face still in the wall. Hitomi waved, smiling nervously.

"Umm… Good luck, Hitomi," Gon said, feeling a little lacked of words.

Since Hitomi wasn't in a hurry, she accompanied Killua to the food stock. He wanted to buy some chocolate, but there wasn't any.

"What?! There's no more Chocolate Robots?!" he shouted.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that, sir," the worked apologized. "Two days ago, someone came here and bought up our entire stock."

Killua's face fell and Hitomi just laughed.

"An idiot, don't you think, Killua?" she teased. "It must be some little kid with a terrible addiction to chocolate. He must be way too fat!"

He glared at her.

"We should be getting more in about two weeks," the woman said.

"In that case, I'll have some energy juice," he smiled nervously.

They walked away, Hitomi still chuckling and teasing Killua. She stopped doing so when she saw Kastro in the television.

"Well, I'm not letting the pressure of winning my ninth match to get me," he said. "Also, my opponent is a little girl, so I think I have to be easy with her."

Hitomi's eyebrow twitched in annoyment.

"And here I thought he'd be a gorilla," Killua commented.

"He has a pretty face…" she said, irritated. "One I really want to punch right now."

"After this match is over, do you think you have a chance defeating Hisoka?" the reporter asked.

"If I didn't think I could win, I wouldn't fight. I'll prove that I'm not the same opponent Hisoka faced two years ago."

A vein popped up in Hitomi's forehead.

"A big talker, huh?" Killua commented.

"Don't forget me I'm still here!" she shouted, even though she knew he couldn't hear her. She sighed. "Anyway, I'm off."

Hitomi looked herself in the mirror and sighed. She was getting really bored, but didn't really want to fight that guy. Just looking at his face made her want to puke.

"So you are really fighting him, huh~?" someone said behind her.

She quickly turned around and nearly had a heart attack. Seating beside her, was one person. The least - after Kastro - she wanted to see.

"The psycho clown…" she murmured. "What are you doing here?"

"That hurts! I really just meant to visit you!" he replied, dramatically.

"It's about Kastro, isn't it?" she said, still keeping her distance. "He is eager to fight you."

He smirked, looking to a card.

"And, as long as I knew, he could have arranged a battle before, without needing to fight me…" she murmured a little annoyed. "You had something to do with this, don't you?"

"Oh, my, you're so clever," he praised her, making a chill run through her back. "I just told him to win nine battles in a row, and if he does get you, he will fight me~"

Hisoka stood up and gave her a last smile.

"Good luck, unripe fruit~"

Right when he got to the door, he bumped with Killua, who was getting on the room. The boy froze, and Hisoka waved a hand to him before leaving.

"Why the hell-?!" he was going to say.

"Don't ask," she cut him off. "I'm still a little creeped out because of it."

Killua gave her a long look and slowly nodded, still stunned.

"I'm touched," Hitomi said. "First Creepy Clown is visiting me and now is Kitty-boy… What brings you here, by the way?"

He didn't have a comeback comment, that startled Hitomi a little bit. He gazed at his feet, like he didn't know how to put that in words.

"Please, give up this match," he pleaded.

She jumped in her seat, a little surprised. She had never dreamed of the day that Killua could be saying something like this.

Killua told her all about his talk with Kastro and his strange ability. Hitomi told him about her talk with Hisoka.

"He will be whatever it takes to defeat Hisoka," he said. "But before that, he has to beat you. Even-"

"-even if he has to kill me?" she completed. He nodded. "Don't worry. I'll win."

"That's not the problem, idiot!" he shouted. "Will you be as reckless as Gon?!"

"Maybe," Hitomi admitted. "But that's my problem, not yours."

"Can you at least listen to me?!" Killua snapped, annoyed.

"I can, but I think I won't," she grinned, before looking at the clock. "Well, I think it's time for me to go. See ya!"

Hitomi felt a hold in her arm, not letting her go. She glared at Killua and struggled, but he didn't let her free.

"Can you release my arm, Killua?" she said, sternly.

"I can, but I think I won't," he replied the same thing she had said, smirking. Hitomi's eyebrow twitched.

"Come on!" she shouted. "I'm gonna be late."

"So will be then," he murmured.

She glared at Killua once again. It was crystal clear that he wanted to make her fail so bad.

"Please," she murmured. "Killua."

"Will you even listen to me?!" Killua snapped. "I had enough with Gon and I don't want to-!"

Without warning, Hitomi got closer to Killua's face. The boy felt his friend's lips pressing slightly against his cheek and he blushed a little bit.

His grip on her slacked down, and she took advantage of that. Hitomi broke free from his grasp and started to run away.

"Thank you for letting me go!" she exclaimed.

"Huh?! Wha-! You-!" Killua reacted. "You are gonna pay for this!"

She grinned, a little red as well. It was a little disgusting, maybe, but that was the only way available

"This is it, the moment you've all been waiting for! Kastro versus Hitomi, one of the young newcomers they all have been talking about!" the voice sounded through the speakers. "Who is going to emerge victorious in this brutal grudge match? Will it be Kastro? Or will it be Hitomi? It's anybody's guess!"

Much in everyone's surprise, they were half and half. She was surprised, but slid into a fighting stance.

"Your appearance is a little deceiving, isn't it?" Kastro chuckled. "Let's hope this is interesting."

"So do I," Hitomi smirked.

Kastro ran to her, and she managed to avoid him. However, something hit her neck from behind, making her fall in the floor. Hitomi quickly stood up and glared at him.

"That must be the technique that worried Killua that much…" she smirked. "He isn't just a pretty face after all."

"I won't be easy on you next time," he declared.

Again, he launched at her. Feeling that something was going to attack her from behind, she jumped avoiding the attacks from both fronts. Hitomi stepped back, with extreme caution.

She wanted to raise her arm to hit him, but she felt a sharp pain running through it, and it didn't move. Hitomi glanced at it, just to see her own arm all soaked in her own blood.

"When did he-?" she thought in disbelief.

She looked at the Kastro once again. He was concentrating Nen in his hands.

"There we have it!" the woman of the speakers exclaimed. "Kastro's signature Tiger Bite Fist!"

Killua, on the other hand, only frowned at the sight of his friend's bleeding wound. She got up again, despite the seriousness of her injuries.

"This is bad... At this rate..." Killua bit his lip.

Hitomi sighed and looked at the man. There was no way he would be able to hit her that easily in her back, when she was looking at him at the same time. Too much for one person…

Her eyes flew open.

"Got it!" she thought. "Now… there has to be some weak point on his technique…"

"You can't possibly move your arm," Kastro told her. "I've even cut your muscle fibers."

Hitomi growled a little bit, before he ran to her once again. She tried to dodge his attack, but her neck got hit from behind, spilling blood. She lost her balance, so she used her good arm to support her weight and raising her feet to avoid the attack.

However, she winced in pain once he took her legs. Kastro used his grip on her to throw her out the arena, but Hitomi managed to continue on the battle.

Meanwhile, Killua couldn't help but feel a little worried. He clenched his fists once he saw the girl fell into the ground again, before standing again, her body soaked in blood.

And, despite the pain she was feeling, her violet eyes didn't lose that fierce gaze. They didn't either become red or anything.

She was calm.

Unable to take it anymore, the boy stood up from his seat and ran towards the first seats. He glared at the people who told him to return to his original place.

"Enough, Hitomi!" he yelled. "Give up!"

Hitomi looked at him and smirked.

"No way."

"You big idiot!" he shouted. "If you continue fighting like this you're as good as dead!"

"Shut up!" she yelled. "You're distracting me!"

Hitomi's eyes opened a little bit, before analyzing her own words once again. Distracting... distract... lose oneself concentration...

"That's it!" she yelled in her head, proud at her discovering.

This time, she was the one to run to him. She used Zetsu and started to avoid all of his attacks without a flaw. She then noticed another Kastro approach her.

"I've discovered you technique…" Hitomi said, before turning around and face his clone. "And its weakness!"

The clone paled and disappeared not long after that. She avoided the real Kastro and, since all her other muscles ached like hell, she used the only place he hadn't touched: her hand.

She flicked him, throwing him out the ring, smashing the wall.

"The winner is Hitomi!"

Killua sighed in relief, letting himself fall in his butt on the floor. He smiled, at the sight of his friend very much alive.

"Hey, boy, you should be happier!" a man shouted at him. "Your girlfriend won!"

The boy's cold glare froze the man. He sighed again, before making his way to Hitomi, who was walking down the corridor despite her injuries.

"Where do you think you're going?" Killua asked her.

"To my room," she replied, nonchalantly, "It's disgusting to be all soaked in blood, so I'll take a bath."

He raised an eyebrow, putting his hands on his pockets. "You should go to the infirmary," he suggested.

"Why?" she replied. "I feel good."

"Really?" he narrowed his eyes.

"Uh-huh," she nodded.

A sharp pain run through her arm and couldn't help but wince. He glared at her friend, who had touched her with his index finger.

"Oh, yeah!" Killua replied, sarcastically. "You're really fine."

"Get lost," she said under her breath, a little annoyed.

Hitomi tried to walk faster and after a little bit she noticed that her sight was getting dizzier and dizzier as time passed by. She was losing her balance, so she put a hand on the wall for support.

"Are you okay?" she heard Killua ask, or so she thought. His voice was getting muffled and Hitomi had to focus an awfully lot to understand his words.

"I told you I'm fine," she murmured, weakly.

She started to walk away, and Killua watched his friend's steps sway a little before falling in the floor with a thud.

"Hitomi!"

"Gastrocnemius, quadriceps and right biceps totally torn apart. Long cuts in sternocleidomastoid, tibialis anterior and triceps. Blood loss of a thirty-five percent... Two months of healing," Killua scolded, slightly annoyed, giving her his back. "Are you even listening to me?"

"Not really," Hitomi replied, turning around a page of the book she was reading.

Gon stared at her for a couple of minutes, before starting to poke her cheek, much in her dismay. She didn't take her gaze out of the book though.

"I do remember someone lecturing me for doing something like this," Gon teased.

"You do?" she replied, nonchalantly.

Killua's eyebrow twitched, before turning around.

"Don't play dumb!" he said, annoyed.

"Why? It's fun to annoy you, guys."

Irritated, Killua grabbed Hitomi's cheeks and started to pull them into weird grimaces. Gon laughed nervously at the sight.

"How is that?" Killua smirked evilly, still doing that.

"You, idiot, stop it!" she shouted. "It hurts!"

"Why? It's fun to annoy you, Dummy!"

The door opened and Zushi stepped on the room. He ran up to Hitomi, a little worried about her.

"Hitomi-san!" he exclaimed, rushing over the injured girl.

"You don't have to worry, Zushi," Killua replied, letting Hitomi free. "The only thing that can kill her now is being unable to fight for a whole month."

"Just a month?" Zushi repeated in surprise. "With her injuries, wouldn't she have to be healing another month?"

"I don't know, Zushi," Killua replied. "The doctor said that."

Hitomi smiled, in thanks, while Gon just blinked a few times. Like Killua did the last time, he smirked at them with his cat-face.

But Hitomi's smile disappeared when another person entered in the room. Wing stood in front of her, with a pissed off expression.

Killua had lied to Zushi in that too. She was going to die, right now.

A day passed by and Hitomi was feeling really bored. Her injuries didn't hurt much, but Wing made her promise that she wouldn't fight or use Nen for the whole month. He even had given her the thread he gave Gon. She now knew how Gon felt...

She then realized something she didn't thought before and took off her earphones.

"Today is 4th April..." she remembered. "Oh, well. Giving him a call won't hurt anyone, will it?"

Hitomi took her cell phone and dialed the number. She let herself fall in her bed, still hearing a couple of rings. After awhile, they stopped.

"I thought you would be dead already, Hitomi," he teased once he picked up.

"That's mean!" she joked, as she was feeling hurt at his words, "I even bother to call my dear brother and I receive this type of treatment?"

Kurapika laughed in the other side of the phone. "So, why are calling?" he asked. "Did something happen?"

"'Why', you ask? Why do you think? It's 4th April!" she shouted. "Your birthday, dumbass!"

There was a long pause, Kurapika stayed quiet for a whole minute. Hitomi released a long sigh.

"You've forgotten what day it is, haven't you?" she said.

"Well..." he trailed off. "Something like that."

"That's not a good sign, you're about to do something reckless," she told him, a little annoyed, before rolling to lean in her belly. "By the way, I'm sorry. I couldn't bought a present or something."

"It doesn't matter, I'm just glad to hear from you," he replied with a gently voice. "Anyway, how are you guys doing? You're with Gon and Killua, I can suppose."

"Yeah," she nodded, despite of she knew that he couldn't see it. "We're in Heavens Arena at the moment, 200th floor."

"Really?" he asked, surprised. "Did you won any interesting battle?"

"Actually... yes," she replied a little unsure.

Kurapika kept silent for a little more. "What are you doing?" he asked, with a serious voice.

"Talking with you?" Hitomi suggested.

"Hitomi..." he murmured under his breath.

"Fine, fine. I'm in my room," she sighed. "...Healing, okay?"

"Why?"

Then Hitomi had no more option to tell him about all what happened in the last two months, leaving out the Nen stuff, of course. She didn't want Wing to kill her after all.

"What the hell were you thinking out there?!" he shouted, making his sister quit her ear off the phone to not get her hearing damaged. "You could be dead now!"

"Calm down, Blondie, you're going to get me deaf," she murmured. "I could be dead, yes, but I'm alive now. Thank you very much."

The boy scowled at the other side, maybe a little irritated for her. She had to change the topic now, so she said whatever she had in her mind.

"Say, what are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm still looking for a job," he replied, she blinked. "I went to find one, but the manager told me that I'm not a Hunter yet."

"What?" she said, confused. "But you showed her the Hunter License, didn't you?"

"Yeah, but she still didn't accept me as a Hunter," his voice was serious. "Also, at that time, she asked me if I could see something behind her. After I told her I couldn't, she told me to come back when I knew what she was talking about."

Hitomi eyes opened, having a feeling about that she meant at that moment. She stayed without saying anything.

"Hitomi?" Kurapika asked, not hearing her voice anymore.

"Glasses-san is gonna kill me..." she murmured under her breath.

"What?"

Hitomi sighed, before getting in a sitting position. She looked at the window and noticed that her teacher wasn't going to abruptly come in.

"Well, brother, listen. Take this advice as your birthday gift," she said, seriously. "You need to search for a teacher and ask them to teach you something called Nen."

"Nen?" he asked, confused. "What's that?"

"I'm sorry, that's all I can tell you. My teacher is gonna kill me if he knows I'm telling you this," she said in a rush. "Take care and bye."

"Sure... you too. Bye," he muttered.

She quickly cut the line and sighed, letting herself fall in her bed again. A smirk appeared in her features, knowing that Kurapika could learn Nen as quick as they have.

"Well... Wing isn't here, is he?"

Hitomi sit still, using Ren. After a bit, she stopped and smiled satisfied. But when she saw her finger - her broken thread more likely - she paled.

"Now Wing is really going to kill me!" she yelled in her head.

On other side of the world, Kurapika looked at his phone, frowning. That Nen thing his sister had mentioned... Was it really what the woman was talking about?

"She is into it..." he thought. "Now I'm more curious about this Nen."

A month passed pretty fast, and Hitomi was grateful at this. Also, despite being scolded for a long time for breaking her promise, Wing didn't stop training her. Indeed, the three of them started training with Zushi and learned Gyo after only a day, much in their teacher surprise.

And like that, their training for Hatsu started.

"Emitter, Enhancer, Transmuter, Manipulator, Conjurer and Specialist," Wing said. "Nen users are classified into six broad categories. Nen abilities have a deep connection with the user's personality. Depending on born characteristics of one's aura it will fall into one of these categories."

Then, he showed them a chart with the Nen kanji in the middle and the six types of Nen around it.

"This chart illustrates the compatibility of each of the six characteristics," he explained. "The closer two categories are to each other, the easier it is to learn and master both, but the further away two are, the harder it ts. Therefore, it's important to understand which characteristic your aura belongs to from the start."

"Is there a way to find that out?" Killua asked.

"There is," he replied, pointing to a glass of water with a floating leaf he had somewhere. "Water Divination is a Shingen Ryu screening tool and it also happens to be used in training Hatsu. Cup your hands around the glass and perform Ren."

Wing's yellow aura surrounded his hands and the water started to increase, overflowing the glass in where it was.

"Enhancers change the volume of the water, so this shows that I have an Enhancer's aura," he explained. "Now why don't you four give it a try?"

Gon went first and they could see his orange-colored aura cover his hands. Just like Wing, the water began to overflow.

"Guess you're an Enhancer too!" Killua commented.

Hitomi decided to give it a try and focused her red Nen in her hands. Not long after, the leaf started to move slightly.

"It's moving... so?" she raised an eyebrow.

"That means you're a Manipulator," Wing smiled.

Next one was Zushi, whose green aura was already in his hands. Just like Hitomi, the leaf started to move.

"I'm a Manipulator too!" he exclaimed. Both Hitomi and Zushi grinned at each other.

Finally, violet Nen surrounded Killua's hands as he put them closer to the cup. He stayed there for a while, but nothing happened.

"N-Nothing is happening," Killua said, confused. "Could it be I have no ability?"

"No, no," Wing assured. "Why don't you taste the water?"

The three of them put a finger in the water, before tasting it, meanwhile Zushi just stared.

"It's kinda sweet," Killua commented.

"You're right," Gon nodded.

"Then, what do you have? Sugar Nen?" Hitomi said sarcastically. "I think that proves your sugar addiction."

Killua glared at her and Wing chuckled.

"Changing the taste of the water shows you're a Transmuter," he said. "Well, now everyone knows exactly what type of aura they have. For the next four weeks, devote yourself to this training. Keep polishing it up until you can make more significant changes."

And her Manipulator training started like that.

Hisoka challenged Gon to a match and he accepted, that was the reason Killua and Hitomi were in the stadium, watching Gon lame tries to hit him.

But everything changed once Gon changed his strategy. Instead of hitting him for real he pretended to attack him and stopped a few inches from his face.

He then jumped at his side and lifted one of the stones tile. He then punched at it, making it break. Since Hisoka had to avoid the stones, Gon found his chance to hit him across the face.

"So, he finally did it," Hitomi commented, smiling. Killua nodded with a smile of his own.

After that, Hisoka moved for the first time in all the match. They both walked to the center of the arena and Gon gave the badge of the Hunter Exam, and Hisoka accepted it.

That was where the real battle started.

"How much have you learn about Nen?" Hisoka asked.

"All the basis," Gon replied.

"Really?" he analyzed him. "You're an Enhancer, aren't you?"

"Huh?!" he exclaimed in surprise. "How did you know that?!"

"It won't do to expose yourself so easily," Hisoka chuckled. "You're so cute."

"S-Shut up!" Gon blushed slightly. "How did you know?"

Hitomi unconsciously leaned forward, interested.

"Like using blood types to tell a person's personality, is baseless, but I've devised a method of profiling people by their aura. For example your friends, Killua is a Transmuter and Hitomi a Manipulator, aren't they?" he asked. The three people twitched. "So I thought."

"Just tell me how do you know!"

"In short, the characteristic of an Enhancer is..." he pointed at him. "Simple-mindedness."

He was absolutely right. Gon's face fell.

"That's true," Killua and Hitomi thought in union.

"So true," Zushi thought, looking at his master.

Hisoka pointed at himself. "By the way, I'm a Transmuter too. We're whimsical liars."

"That's true," Gon thought, looking at Hisoka.

"Completely true," Hitomi said, looking at Killua.

He just glared at her, blushing a little bit.

"And to complete the group," he said, before pointing at the group in the public. "Manipulators, argumentative but reckless in their own goals."

Hitomi stood up. "I'm not reck-!" she was about to say.

"He is absolutely right," Killua looked at her with a smirk. Hitomi glared and stuck her tongue at him.

"Argumentative?" Wing looked at Zushi, a little puzzled.

Long story short, Hisoka got serious. Even though Gon got the opportunity to attack the magician several times, he wasn't strong enough. Gon ended up being tricked by Hisoka's Bungee Gum and lost the battle by TKO.

"Idiot," Hitomi facepalmed.

I'm so sorry for the late update! To be honest, I tried to do so yesterday. I don't really know if I was the only one, but I just couldn't login. Well, that was then and this is now. So, here is it :)

Also, sorry for the lame fight. I think I broke the canon a little too... I really apologize :(

Thanks to...

SlightlyYandereMelissa: We all love Killua, even if he is like that :D Anyway, thanks for reviewing and let's hope you liked this chapter.

SoulXHunter: There you have Hitomi's Hatsu, I hope I didn't dissapointed you... Thank you a lot for reviewing and I wish you enjoyed the chapter as well :)

JokeLover123: I'm sorry if the last chapter left you a little confused... I just wanted to say that Hitomi wanted to fight, but not against them. That's why she registered a month before that, hoping that their deadline was before then. She was just lucky and it was like that. Either way, thanks for reviewing and I hope you enjoyed this chapter despite of this.

Silent Readers: For keep reading the story! Let's wish you liked it as well.

That's all! See you all later :)