Here we are at chapter five! I'm sorry if I don't update as fast, as it's my sister's birthday and Fourth of July (on the same day, gah!). Let's just hurry and get to it!

~~~Chapter Five~~~

"Get out."

Papa is not joking. I stand, and leave, without bowing or anything. That will probably make him more mad.

I pass Kei in the hall. I roll my eyes. I hate him. He is the fourth child, the one born before me. Everyone adores him, but I cannot stand him.

I slide open the door to my room and plop onto my bed. I will leave again. I do not know why I am so angry. My family has always been like this.

I do not remember much from when I was very young. Supposedly I had hit my head and lost part of my memory. However, I do remember the times when Ichiro would read to me. He was always smiling, but that is probably because he was told to.

Ichiro is the oldest. Then Rika, my sister. Next is Yoshiro. He is never around. Then Kei, and then me.

Before I left, I remembered that no one payed attention to me. I was just... there. I did not mind, because it meant a lot of time to myself. A lot of time to study, and figure things out. A lot of time to get stronger.

I brush my hair, and stare at my reflection. I do not see why everyone dislikes me. Everyone I meet seems to find a way.

I remember Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio. And Killua. They are the only ones who think I am friendly.

Maybe it is just because they know nothing about me? A few perks of refusing to speak, I suppose.

In my family, I am definitely the odd one out. Everyone has dark brown hair, while mine is pitch black. Everyone keeps their hair short, even Rika, but mine is down to my waist. My eyes are blue and fade to periwinkle, whilst everyone else's is brown or green.

Kei likes to joke about it.

"Maybe you're adopted!" Kei snickered, when I asked Ichiro why I looked so different from everyone else. He did not say anything after Kei's stupid comment.

I quietly slide open the door and trot down the hall with light steps. I am such an idiot, thinking that coming home would be the best option. I cannot stay here. I am not welcome.

I bump into someone, and I pray that it is not Papa.

It is Yoshiro. He looks me over, and surprisingly, pats my head.

"Be careful and don't die wherever you go," he tells me, before staggering to his room.

I am utterly shocked. W-What just happened?

I shake it off and exit the house. I guess I will head to the airport. I will have to sleep outside or something.

It is probably a day's worth of walking before I get there. The area I live in is very nice despite my rude family, so I had some time in peace during my journey.

I do not think it will take Gon and the others long to 'rescue' Killua. I enter the airport and find a chair to sit on. I do need rest, just for a few minutes.

I try to think of my past, my childhood. I only get a headache. Why can I not recall anything?

"Shizuka!"

I look behind my shoulder. Killua and Gon come running up. I guess Kurapika and Leorio left.

"We've been looking for you all around the airport!" Gon says.

"We decided where to go next," Killua tells me, looking much more happier, "Heavens Arena."

"We're going to miss our flight if we don't get a move on," Killua adds, "So let's go!"

He grabs my hand, tightly. This reminds me of the Hunter Exam.

I have never been to this 'Heavens Arena', but Killua tells us that you fight in matches to earn money. Could always use that.

We get to our seats. I sit next to Killua. Hopefully I will learn more about both of them.

Alright, it was a little short. Hopefully you learned a bit about Shizuka's past. Next chapter is transitioning into the Heavens Arena arc. Whoo! Thank you so much for reading, reviewing, favoriting and following. It means a lot!