*I will try to make longer chapters! This whole time I've been writing this from my phone so it feels like I'm typing forever. Luckily I can use the computer now. Yay!

We are moving into chapter six! Let's get right to it!

~~~Chapter Six~~~

We are in the waiting room. Killua is as blunt as ever.

"These guys'll be a breeze. Take it easy, guys," he keeps saying.

Lower your voice, idiot!

Zushi has joined us. He talks about martial arts a lot and it is starting to bore me.

"#2054, Killua-sama, and #1963, Zushi-sama. Please head to arena A, on the 57th floor."

A look of... well, concern, I suppose, is on Zushi's face. I would be concerned too.

"Guess ya can't win all of 'em," Killua sighs. So rude.

"Good luck, guys," Gon tells them. They leave the room. I am praying for Zushi. He honestly will not win this.

"Killua can be so blunt," Gon says.

Really, now?

It is really awkward because I have never really been alone with Gon. He seems to be thinking about things, and I do not want to disturb him.

"Hey, Shizuka-chan," he starts.

Nevermind, then.

"Is Killua nice to you?" Gon asks. Unexpected.

"Oh, wait, I forgot. You can't talk! I'm so sorry!" he apologizes. I did not really take any offense.

Is Killua nice to me? Eh, not really. Then again, I do not really know what Killua's definition of nice is. I do not know anything about him. Gon, either. I wish I had some paper and a pen.

"How about I tell you about myself? And later you can tell me about yourself when you can write or something," Gon suggests. I nod. This will be good.

"Well, first of all, I come from Whale Island, and I live with my aunt Mito-san. I'm looking for my dad, Ging. Oh, do you know anything about Ging? Ging Freecss?"

I shake my head. But the name is a little familiar.

"Well, that's okay! Oh, I'm 12 years old. How old are you?"

I write it out in the air multiple times until he gets it.

"13? You're older than me!" Gon says, grinning. He is so happy about everything.

Unfortunately it is time for me to fight. I am up against #1932, Hitoshi.

When I am in the arena, I finally see who I am fighting. He is a lanky man, not showing much promise. One kick would probably kill him. Well, if that is what it takes to defeat him...

The match starts. I do not move. I want to see what this Hitoshi can do.

"I'll go easy on you, don't worry. You are just a little girl, after all," he snickers. Why does everyone think little girls are weak? I will show him.

He walks towards me, slowly, and leans in towards my face.

"Tch. How cute-"

I grab his neck, and choke him. As my grip tightens, he flails his arms and kicks his legs. I pay no mind. It is his fault for making me angry.

I throw him, out of the arena. He is knocked out instantly, and I win, but I am not satisfied. However, as the stadium gets quiet, I get nervous. I used to get anxiety attacks when I was little. I certainly remember those.

Things come flooding back. I really need to leave. But everyone is quiet. Why are they not cheering, or doing whatever they do? I need to leave. I am getting a headache and I feel dizzy. The referee gives me the ticket, but makes sure to distance himself. Why? I will not hurt him.

I promise.

What are you promising?

I am close to blacking out when I find Killua and Gon. They are talking about something, but I cannot hear them. Something about sushi.

They notice me, and immediately stand up. I am wobbly and weak, and the images are fading away, slowly.

I see myself. I think I am in a tunnel, but I do not know. It is all black. There is a light at the end, and I start running. I need to get to the light. What is it?

As I am about to touch it, everything turns red. There is a ringing sound, like a bell, and it gets louder and louder. I fall through what I suppose is the floor, and I just start falling. And falling. And instead of red, it is black again. The ringing is unbearably loud, and I cover my ears, but I can still hear it.

My eyelids flash open. My heart is pounding and I am sweating. I am laying in a bed.

"So you're awake?"

I look around the room. Killua is next to me.

"Basically, you blacked out and then these people came rushing over. And here we are in your room on the 100th floor," Killua explains. Deja vu, anyone?

I sit up. I still have a terrible headache, and the ringing is still there, but very faint.

"Gon's getting you some water, by the way."

Thank you, Gon.

"Do you always do this? This happened during the exam, too," Killua says, "Oh, by the way. Here."

He gives me some paper and a pen. Yes...

"Gon asked the lady at the desk for some."

I scribble on the paper.

It used to happen a lot when I was younger. My brother would always tell me things that would make me scared and I would get a lot of panic attacks. But I always ended up back in my bed when I woke up.

Killua reads what I've written.

"This is really weird. This is the first time I've sort of directly talked to you. You used to just nod and stuff."

What else am I supposed to do?

"Um, talk? Duh. Idiot."

You are the idiot. You're stupid and blunt. And mean.

"I'm not stupid! You are!"

I find it a little odd that he does not argue with idiot, blunt or mean.

I do not know much about you.

Killua rereads this over and over.

"I don't really know much about you either. I don't really care, though," he says, shrugging.

You are very mean.

"Tch. You gave me the cold shoulder almost the whole time during the Exam."

Because I wanted to be alone, and you kept being nosy and would not go away.

"Yep, that doesn't sound like me."

That is what you did. And do not lie.

"I did not do that! Why would I want to follow you?" He raises his voice a little, and crosses his arms.

Exactly. Why?

He did not say anything, knowing he had been defeated.

"Anyways... You didn't hear about my fight with Zushi," Killua tells me. Gon finally comes back.

"I've got the- Oh, you're awake!"

"I was just about to tell her about the fight."

"Oh, yeah. Go ahead."

"I... Well, I couldn't defeat him. I won the match from the points, but I couldn't knock him out. Plus..When he changed his stance, he had this... this aura. It was like my brother's. His master called it Ren," Killua explains.

Ren, eh?

"I don't know what it is, but I think we should find out."

"Why don't we ask Zushi himself?" Gon proposes. The look on Killua's face was hysterical.

You know, they could just ask me.

Hopefully that was a little longer. Next update won't be for a few days. The next chapter is going to be pretty good and I want to spend more time on it. Thank you so much for reading, reviewing, favoriting and following! It means a lot!