A/N: Thanks for the reviews: .3, guest Jacklyn, WhiteArcobaleno and the unnamed guest. And Thanks to my new followers: Leticia Gx, Milanienne and ChiyukiLuvs2Glomp. Thanks is also in order for the favorites, to: Milanienne, WhiteArcobaleno, lnevoy. You guys give me motivation to continue. Hope this isn'ttoo long for your tastes. I personally love long chapters, but not everyone agrees. Anywho, enjoy. Also, before somebody says it's unlikely that Illumi would have drank the tea, I figured he would see no harm in it since poisons don't work on him.

I watched my target sneaking about. I was pretty sure I was also his target. He was looking over his shoulder constantly, probably waiting for his pursuer to appear. He was creeping through the trees, trying his best to be silent. But it was already too late for him. I had him in my sights. He was doomed before he had even chosen his lot. I activated Time Lapse, stopping time for thirty seconds. I pulled the sword from my special bag and speared him to the ground and then deactivated my Time Lapse.

"How did you...?" The dying man rasped.

"Who cares. You'll be dead soon anyway." I took the tag from him and his lot number came with it. "Oh. You did have my number. Too bad."

I pulled my sword from his gut and flicked off the blood and dropped it back into my little bag. That was when I decided to start looking around.

While wandering around, I saw Killua below, while I hung around the branches. "Killua!" I called down. He looked up in surprise.

"Big sis? What are you doing?" He questioned.

"Exploring." I jumped down. "I already have all of the points I need. Thought I'd look around and see what there is to see."

"Oh. You got yours pretty fast." Killua commended. I shrugged and offered a meat pie to him.

"Food?"

"Yeah. Thanks." He took the food. "But sis, when I get jumped or get my own tag, don't interfere, okay?" He looked up at me slightly.

"Of course. You have to earn this win yourself. What kind of big sister would I be if I didn't let you grow?" I smiled.

"Thanks." He grinned with a full mouth.

The week went by quickly. I spent the whole time walking alongside Killua. We shared snacks and enjoyed each other's company the entire time. When his tail finally showed himself, I jumped into the trees to watch. It had been a quick affair, and I had given him a candy for his success.

We were walking back to the boat when I felt warmth in my chest. I turned my head to see Gittarackur entering the clearing. I turned back away from him. My cheeks were pink, and I grew frustrated. Get it together, girl! You don't even know the guy! "Gittarackur" probably isn't even his real name! You don't even know what he looks like! Or sounds like! The only things you know about him are that he exists and that he's strong. I slapped my cheeks and kept my hands there.

"Ne~ big sis, are you alright?" I looked down at Killua. A soft smile played across my face.

"I'm okay, Killua. Just spacing out is all." I answered.

"Maybe that's how you get into so many accidents... But you looked embarrassed and mad." Killua pointed out. I felt as if I had turned to stone and shattered.

"I assure you, I was fully alert..." I could feel my face burning as I managed to squeak that out. "And never you mind about how I look." I shooed him up to the boat.

"Now you're really embarrassed, big sis." He teased before running ahead. I could feel an explosion of heat in my head.

"Cheeky little thing..." I grumbled. I covered my face with a hand, then peaked through my fingers with a smile. "But cute nonetheless. I wish I had him as a real brother." I sighed. My face had gone back to it's original color, so I put down my hand to see Gittarackur standing relatively nearby. Like he was trying to stick close to me, but not attract attention. I was probably over-thinking the situation.

"Little mouse~! You made it." Hisoka greeted me.

"Yes." I eyed him warily. The feeling of being his prey had disappeared after the airship incident, so I wasn't so sure where I stood with this guy. "I see you have swapped tags though. Someone take yours?" I couldn't help but needle him. His aura flared slightly.

"You could say that~..." He practically purred.

"I don't wanna know." I grumbled. I was ignoring the woman mostly as she tallied our points each. When Gon and his two companions arrived, I smiled to myself. Killua ran up to him to greet his green clad friend.

"Who do you have your eye on, and who would you like to fight the least?" Netero asked. I paused as I thought about it.

"Well, I feel the need to look out for number 99 and 405. But 44 and 301 are formidable, so I would be unwise if I didn't say I wanted to keep my eyes on them rather than my back to them should we be in the same company. But I would rather not fight 99 or 405. I would enjoy fighting 44 or 301 as a challenge perhaps." I answered. The old man nodded as he wrote something down.

"Thank you. You may go." He waved me off.

The fighting chart looked ridiculous. Where Gon and Hanzo had five tries, Gittarackur and I only had two tries. Not that we'd need any more than that. I watched the fight between Gon and Hanzo commence.

When Hanzo broke Gon's arm, I didn't think about it as killing intent started oozing from me. My hands gripped my elbows so hard, I could feel the bones in arms protesting. I watched as he was kicked around. I was so close to stopping time and taking off that cue ball's head or just leaving a bloody smear on the wall. I could feel my breath coming more ragged. I had passed furious at that point. There were no words. I noticed Gittarackur's head turn my way.

"If you don't give up, I'll cut your legs off!" Hanzo yelled.

"That's no good!" Gon replied to my disbelief.

I could feel the shock radiate throughout the room.

"I don't want to give up, but I don't want my legs chopped off either! Let's find another way to settle this." Gon continued to my amazement, eliciting chuckles from here and there.

Gon, you nutter! How can you be so adorably dense at a time like this?!

"You idiot! If I kill you, I need only try again. You will have died for no reason." Hanzo growled as he poked a blade at Gon's forehead. I relaxed my arms finally when he suddenly put up the blade. "I lose. I give up."

"That's no good!" I could feel the urge to slam my head into a brick wall with Gon's outburst.

"I can't make you admit defeat, and I can't kill you. So I give up." Yes. Just take it, Gon. Please. You're gonna give me ulcers with that attitude of yours.

I tried to ignore the rest of the matches after Gon had been knocked out. Hisoka admitted defeat to the blond friend of Gon's, Hanzo had his opponent surrender by threat of his arm breaking, Hisoka dueled with the old man, causing him to give up, Killua forfeited his first duel because he didn't see it as a challenge, and Gon's tall young friend asked to hold his duel until the old man well enough to battle and had the matches go on until then.

It was Killua's second duel that had me wishing I could shred Gittarackur.

"It's been a long time, Kil." Gittarackur said. They know each other?

"Huh?" Killua stared at Gittarackur in shock. That was when The pin riddled man began removing the pins in his head.

His face began to change until it was smooth and rather handsome. His hair regrew until he had a full head of black hair that went down passed his bottom. I felt heat in my cheeks and immediately tamped down the desire I felt upon seeingg Killua's expression of foreboding.

"Big brother." His voice shook. My eyes widened and darted back to my 'husband'.

What are the chances that the man I'm kind of married to is the big brother of one of the kids that calls me 'big sis'? What the hell did I do in my past life to warrant this?

"Hey." Killua's big brother greeted the poor white mopped boy. "I heard you cut up Mom and Milluki."

"I guess." Killua attempted to sound unaffected, but was hindered by the cold sweat running down his face and neck.

"Mom was crying." 'Gittarackur' explained.

"Anyone would cry if their son did that to them." The tall friend of Gon's muttered.

"Tears of joy." He continued, causing the tall youth to fall in shock. "She was so happy to see that you'd grown up."

I hope I never meet this woman. Wait. Killua's last name is Zoldyck... As in THE Zoldyck?! The family of assassins? I'm married to an assassin?! Talk about someone you can never bring home to the folks. I sweatdropped.

"But she was worried, so she asked me to look out for you. And what a surprise. I never knew you wanted to be a Hunter. I only signed up because a Hunter license would be useful for my next job." He admitted.

"I don't really want to be a Hunter. I just took the exam cuz I was bored." Killua confessed nervously. I frowned. I didn't like how he was reacting to his brother. I glared at the older combatant.

"I see. What a relief. In that case, I have some advice for you. You aren't meant to be a Hunter. You were meant to be an assassin. It felt like ice had invaded my spine. I looked at Killua to see his devastated face. "You're a puppet of darkness, without passion. You don't want anything or wish for anything. As a person who lives in the shadows, the only way you can feel pleasure is when people die." I glared at the older brother with the intensity of the sun. "That is how Dad and I raised you. What would you accomplish by becoming a Hunter?"

"True, I don't have any real desire to become a Hunter. But I do want something." Killua replied, sweat dripping down his chin and onto the floor.

"You don't." The elder brother replied.

"I do!" Killua shouted. "There is something that I really want!"

"Hmmm?" Elder brother seemed confused. "Tell me what it is that you want." Killua seemed taken aback at first. He hesitated. "What's wrong? There's nothing you really want, is there?"

"Of course there is." I scoffed loudly. The two brothers looked at me. "He probably is just having a hard time telling you because you wouldn't understand. Or probably not approve." I grumbled while folding my arms.

"I- I want to become friends with Gon..." Killua admitted. "I'm sick of killing people... I want to be friends with Gon and to live a normal life..." His head was bowed as if what he wanted was a crime.

"That's impossible. You'll never be able to make friends." My eyes blazed at those words. I could feel my bloodlust starting to seep from me in a steady trickle. "Your only concern when you meet someone is whether you should kill them or not. That's how you were trained. You just don't know how to classify Gon because he's too dazzling for your eyes. You don't actually want to become friends with him."

"You're wrong..." Killua protested weakly.

"If you stay with him, you'll end up killing him one day. You'll get the urge to see if you can kill him or not." My hair lifted just a bit in my extreme fury. "Because you have the soul of a killer." I dug my nails into my arm to avoid killing everyone in this room but Killua and his brother. I started to taste blood in the air as I realized I had made some pretty deep wounds.

I was saved from doing anything drastic by the tall youth. He started to step forward, but one of the proctors stopped him as they did in Gon's match. "I'm sorry, but as before..."

"I know." He addressed the proctor. He then turned his attention back to the white mopped boy. "Killua! I don't care if he's your brother! He's a worthless piece of crap!" I nodded in agreement. "Don't listen to him! Just beat the crap out of him like usual and win! You want to be friends with Gon? Are you stupid? You already are friends! I'm sure that's how Gon feels!"

"Exactly. And nothing he says can change that, Killua. Gon cares a lot about you. You are friends, after all." I agreed.

"Eh? Really?" The older brother questioned.

"Hell yeah, Idiot!" The tall teen shouted.

"Oh. That's not good. Gon considers Kil his friend." He seemed to brainstorm. He suddenly seemed to come to a conclusion. "Oh! Okay, I'll kill Gon."

THE HELL YOU WILL, ASSHOLE!

"A killer doesn't need any friends. They'll only slow you down." He turned away from his horrified little brother. "Where is he?" He started to walk to the nearest door.

"Wait a minute!" One of the Proctor's tried to stop him, but he struck him with needles, making his face disfigured, and probably causing a lot of pain.

"Where is he?" He asked again.

"The waiting room over there..." The proctor whimpered before collapsing.

"Thank you." He continued toward the door. Poor Killua was frozen in horror. I moved before I could even think. I, Gon's two friends, and Hanzo were blocking the door. "Hm? This won't do. I need a Hunter license to do my job... but if I kill them, I will fail, and Kil will pass automatically. Oh, darn. The same thing will happen if I kill Gon." I could feel the bond trying to force me to stand down, but I resisted. I could see his hesitancy to harm me as he spoke aloud to himself. "I know! I'll pass the exam before killing Gon." He concluded with pride. As if I'd let him.

"Bastard..." The tall youth growled out.

"If I wait until I pass, I can kill everyone here and still keep my license, right?" The asshole asked the chairman.

"Yes, according to the rules." Netero shrugged.

"Did you hear that, Kil?" Asshole extraordinaire turned to his brother. "You have to beat me if you want to save Gon." He moved toward his little brother, holding his hand out. "Will you fight me for your friend's sake? You can't do it, because you're more worried about whether or not you can defeat me." He moved closer and closer to Killua. "And you already have your answer: "I'm not strong enough to beat my brother." "Never fight an enemy you can't beat." I drilled that into you..." He admitted. I wanted to kill something. Killua raised his foot, whether to fight or flee, I wasn't sure. "Don't move. If you move an inch, I'll assume the fight has begun. If our bodies make contact, I'll assume the fight has begun. There is only one way to stop me. You know what that is. But don't forget.. If you don't fight me, your dear Gon will die." He was so close to touching him.

"Take him out, Killua! We won't let him kill you or Gon! We'll stop him whatever it takes! Let him have it!" The tall youth shouted. I nodded my agreement again.

"I surrender. I lose..." Killua whispered. I could sense the boy's despair from where I stood.

"Oh, that's good! Then the battle's over." The miserable excuse for a human clapped his hands in delight. He made his way back to his little brother. "Hahaha! I lied, Kil. I lied about killing Gon. That was a little test. But now I have my answer." He placed a hand on Killua's shoulder and bent down to murmur in his ear. "You don't have the right to make friends. Nor do you need friends. You should just listen to Dad and me, and do your job as you always have. When the time comes, I'll tell you to take the hunter exam. You don't need a license yet."

Killua's eyes stayed focused on the floor. We all made our way back to the others, though I moved to the other side, near Killua. Any time it looked my way, I sent a frosty glare. The space between us must have felt like a blizzard blew in to the unfortunate souls standing between us.

"Killua. You know he's wrong, right?" I finally spoke to the white mopped child. "Nobody expected you to fight your brother over something like that. Gon wouldn't hold it against you. The only one who can determine whether or not you deserve him as your friend is Gon. And I know he would agree with me when I say that you more than deserve it." I petted his hair. I could see that nothing was reaching. The other two tried to say encouraging things until the tall youth had to go up.

Before I could comprehend what had happened, Killua had killed the old man. It was over as soon as it begun. My heart sank, as I saw the despairing look on Killua's face.

"Killua..." I whispered.

"He's dead." One of the proctors confirmed.

"Due to your actions, you are disqualified." The chairman announced, turning to Killua. Killua said nothing as he opened the doors and left.

I let my full rage unleash itself as I stared at the bastard that broke my pseudo little brother's spirit. My hair rose, my eyes glowed, and the whole room felt choked up with my bloodlust. Those not accustomed to such feelings hit their knees at the weight of my aura. I made contact with him, and made sure that he knew that was the cause of my unbridled fury.

If only I could kill you...