Ahhh, sorry for the delay in publishing! Things have come up at the residence and it makes getting time to write extremely difficult. Hopefully I will be publishing two chapters today or at least close together. I'm in a big writing mood! Anyway, Feitan will be coming into play very very soon(yay)! Like next chapter soon. As always, hope you enjoy!

Nana silently followed a sauntering Hisoka down the halls to Chairman Netero. Hisoka's heels clicked with every step he took, bouncing off the walls and intertwining with Nana's soft pitter patters of her mary janes. Nana stared ahead of herself, her eyes slightly glazed over, wondering as to why she was needed. Was she disqualified because of Yuna? Did someone put a complaint through?

"Your hair is longer." Nana jumped a little at the sudden intrusion of Hisoka's voice. She absentmindedly brought her fingers up and twirled them in her blue locks.

"I guess it is…" Hisoka glanced at her, watching her delicate tiny fingers twiddle with her hair that now came down to her small round chin.

"Keep it." Nana's movements stopped and she scowled a little.

"I'd feel wrong." Hisoka quirked an eyebrow up and never stopped walking as the girl fell behind him. Nana started walking again to catch up with the jester.

"Something to do with that A character?" He mused. Nana nodded. "Was he a lover?" This question caused Nana's glazed eyes to come back to life and she snorted, trying to hold in laughter but failing. She bellowed out, her eyes crinkling and her cheeks flushed. Hisoka stopped walking and stared at Nana. Her laughter was booming even if it was light in tone. It was like a melody. He had never seen her laugh before. He could feel his chest tighten and get warm as she gripped her sides and wiped away the tears that were forming in the corners of her eyes. Nana began calming down and took deep breaths, giggling here and there. She took off her glasses to clean and bit her bottom lip, trying not to break out in laughter again. Nana put her glasses back on and absentmindedly pushed her hair behind her ear.

"Why are you staring at me like you've just seen a ghost?" Nana snorted, her cheeks hurting but a smile still prominent. Hisoka shook himself out of his daze.

"I've just never-"

"Yeah, don't mention it to anyone please? I hate my laugh."

"I didn't know you could laugh." Hisoka teased, his usual smirk coming back. Nana gave him a big grin and giggled.

"Neither did I. It's been a very long time. It feels...good."

"Your laugh is so cute Nana-chan~" Hisoka quipped, bending down and twirling a lock of her hair around his fingers. "You should laugh more like Yuna." Nana slapped Hisoka's hand away and pouted.

"Don't talk about her."

"Oh~? Are we jealous?" Nana scowled.

"Of a psychotic killer who is made for you? No. In your dreams." Hisoka stood up and slightly skipped away, resuming his usual saunter of a walk as they continued down the hallways.

"You two were made for each other, Nana-chan." Nana tsked at his comment. "You should try co-control."

"Co-control?"

"Both of you are there together." Hisoka brought his hands up and intertwined his fingers, locking them together. "You both work together. You both talk to each other. You both experience it."

"Why do you know so much about this?" Nana spat, she didn't trust him. Hisoka shrugged.

"I care for my Nana-chan so I wanted to learn about my Nana-chan." Nana's body went on high alert. Liar.

BzzBzzz…..BzzBzzz…

Nana jumped and reached into her oversized sweatshirt. Her phone was going off and she was completely surprised that 1. She still had it on her persons and 2. That it still had a charge. She flipped her phone open with a quizzical scowl on her face, she had never seen this number before. Only a handful of people had her number and whoever she did not know of had it, this was bad.

Don't die, brat.

Feitan.

Nana smiled and bit her bottom lip a little, pondering on what she should say in return if she should say anything at all.

Okay, "Boss".

~ Nana

She saved his contact in her phone and flipped it shut, shoving it back into her oversized sweatshirt. Nana was in a good mood now and when she looked up to see a scowling Hisoka, her mood got even better.

"Oh~?" Nana mocked. "Are we jealous?" Nana snickered and pushed open the doors to where Netero was waiting for her. She gave Hisoka a slight wave and stuck out her tongue as she disappeared between the doors. Hisoka stood there scowling at where the girl had previously been. She made absolutely no sense. She wasn't an emotional mess like most women and she wasn't completely closed off like Illumi either. But she didn't respond to certain situations one would expect. When someone would usually burst into tears, she would just stand there or even crack a small smile. She awkwardly joked around. She cared for people….to a point. Hisoka gave an exasperated sigh and ran his hand through his fiery red hair. It was going to take a little more work to understand this woman, to make her fruit ripen. Hisoka slouched against the wall next to the doors, his arms crossed over his chest, his ankles crossed, and a smirk on his face. A new plan was in play.

Nana walked through the doors and her silly composure went back to her normal blank face. Her nerves were getting the best of her and she fumbled around to grab a cigarette.

"Nana-" Netero's warm and booming voice echoed in the room but Nana was having none of that right now.

"Can I smoke in here?" She cut him off. Netero blinked at her and then gave her a large, goofy grin.

"Of course, of course." Nana lit her cigarette and let out a long breath of relief.

"Thank you." Netero motioned Nana to sit down on one of the couches in the room they were currently in.

"Tea?" He asked with a large smile as he sat down, stroking his long beard.

"Thank you." Nana murmured, not moving to accept the cup that was placed in front of her. She stared at the substance, watching the steam swirl around in the air as it slowly escaped the clay cup. The two sat there in silence, Netero watching Nana and Nana staring off into oblivion, finishing off the cigarette she had lit. Nana extinguished the cigarette, took her cup of tea and slowly sipped on it with closed eyes. She could feel the old man's twinkling eyes watching her, making notes, finding out who she was in these mere minutes when it had taken Nana's whole life to figure out just a sliver of what kind of person she was. "Why am I here?" Nana finally asked, gently putting down the cup on the table and opening her eyes to stare right at Netero. He chuckled and smirked, again stroking his beard. Nana's left eye twitched. That wasn't the chuckle of some great being, that was the chuckle of a monster hidden within.

"Always straight to the point, I enjoy that!" Netero shifted in his seat. He was delaying on purpose to see how Nana would react. His smile dropped and his demeanor got serious. "You missed the last part of the hunter exam." Nana closed her eyes and groaned. "But…" Netero started and Nana's eyes shot open. "I will make an exception. I heard of your talents from the previous exams. How about we play a game?" A dangerous smile made its way across Netero's face.

"To be frank, Sir, I don't care about having a Hunter's license. I was dragged here by a...er...acquaintance. It is depressing I went through all that trouble for nothing but," Nana stood up. "If I no longer have to do anything for this then I'll happily leave." Netero chuckled.

"Even if you could learn about your past if you played this game with me? You would walk away?" Nana's face didn't change, she didn't move a single muscle.

"What's in it for you?"

"Entertainment for a bored old man." Nana sighed and shrugged her shoulders with a smirk.

"How could I deny the proposition when you beg me so?"

Nana stood in the large, brightly lit gym. Netero was doing stretches on the other side, now wearing a pair of tight blue gym shorts and shirt. Nana removed her oversized sweatshirt and her mary janes, padding along barefoot to where Netero stood. "Do you remember what I told you?" She asked as Netero whistled and gave Nana a perverted smirk.

"Yes." Nana snapped her fingers together.

"This is serious. Do you remember?"

"Yes, yes, Nana. Relax, have some fun. Object of the game is: take the ball from me without switching. Ready, start!"

They had been at it for four hours now, Nana was still here and she was starting to get frustrated. Netero was hoping around like a young boy. "You still with me, Nana?" He cooed out. Nana growled.

"Yes." How was she going to take the ball from this old brute without Yuna's help? He moved effortlessly when her rope tried to wrap around him, stab him, or distract him while Nana soundlessly tried to sneak the ball from his grasp. Nana cursed in her head as she pulled her blue hair into a sloppy ponytail. Damn it, if only Yuna wasn't such a psychotic person…

I'm not psychotic, I'm protecting you.

Nana gave a squeak and jumped. Netero watched the girl's eyes glaze over as she stood there, wrapped up in her own head. He smiled and stood watching as her mental walls started to collapse and she worked on becoming one again. Soon, soon she'd be able to deal with her past and perhaps become one of the greatest hunters out there.

Don't freak out. Yuna spat. Nana let out a deep breath and relaxed.

What are you doing here? Nana asked.

You want to get that ball from the old freak, right? Nana nodded. Well you need me to do it.

He said no switching.

We won't switch, we'll do this together. Have a little trust in me. Nana clenched her hands into fists.

"I trust you." She whispered. Nana's eyesight suddenly blurred behind her glasses and she took them off, and rubbed her eyes. "Oh. Shit." Her eyesight was perfectly clear without her glasses. Maybe this co-control thing wasn't so horrible, she could see again.

Don't be afraid. I'm here, we can take the hits that he plans on laying to make us switch.

"Right. Got it." Nana's attacks were no longer strategic and careful but more erratic and powerful. She didn't tiptoe around in fear. Netero laughed as he dodged the increased number of ropes that slithered around and attacked him. Nana was actually having fun now as she was determined to win this. "What do I get if I win old man?" She asked as she punched at him repeatedly from behind, swinging around trying to land a kick on him, just to have it deflected with ease.

"What is it you want?"

"I want to know the past. I want to remember what happened!"

Bad idea, brat.

Nana stumbled from what Yuna said and gave an opening to Netero who landed a hit to her gut,

sending her flying into the wall behind her.

"Fuck." Nana coughed, blood splattering on her bare feet and the floor in front of her, pulling herself out of the wall that crumbled around her. "I can actually feel that." Nana chuckled and then started hysterically laughing. "I can feel!" I can feel that!" Nana's aura flared and her ropes tightened around her even more, leaving purple marks in their wake. "Hit me again, old man!" She yelled as she took after him. Netero's eyes narrowed.

"Hachi."

"It's still me." Nana stated as she went after Netero like a crazed woman out for blood.

Nana, get your shit together. You can't deal with this!

"No! I can finally feel since we're here together! It feel so nice." Nana felt an internal struggle going on inside of her, making the control over her body slip. "I'm not giving this up." She gritted her teeth. Yuna fought with Nana, slowly growing control over Nana. Nana wailed as she was pushed back and Yuna took over, dropping her aura and her nen control. She stood before Netero. Netero could tell when they switched, her posture was more proud and straight. Yuna accented her curves, her eyes were darker, watching and computing every movement and object in the room.

"What the hell were you thinking, old man?!" She was also more emotional. "This isn't a game for her. She isn't ready for all this, she'll go absolutely insane." Netero grinned at Yuna and tossed the ball to her.

"Come, we have a lot to discuss." Netero turned around and exited the gym, a pissed off and confused Yuna following behind him.

Bzz...bzzz...bzz...bzzz...bzz bz-

"Hisoka, it's Yuna. Where are you?"

"Yuna~ I'm in the courtyard." He mused staring at the trees that blew in the wind and small flowers floated wistfully to the ground.

"I'll be there in five." And she hung up without another word. Hisoka waited with a smile, flipping cards around his fingers with ease since he did it so often. Yuna walked up to him silently, carrying a manilla folder and a scowl on her face.

"Did you get what you were looking for?" He cooed. Yuna didn't respond at first but sighed and nodded.

"Yes. But she isn't ready for this yet. Not yet."

"Oh Yuna is so protective of Nana-chan~ How cute." He teased. Yuna threw a glare at him.

"Of course I am. Everything I do is for her. Without me she would go insane." Hisoka leaned forward and lowered his face to hers, his hot breath tickling her nose.

"And what is wrong with that? You are so much fun, just imagine you two together." Yuna closed her eyes and shivered, her lips parting slightly.

"Enough." She whispered. Hisoka slipped an arm around Yuna's small waist and flipped a card between his fingers so it was poking her back.

"Are you keeping me from my fun, Yuna?" His voice was darker, more menacing. The card easily cut through her sweatshirt and into her back, a small trickle of blood flowing down. "You know how much I hate it when people get in my way with my toys."

"No. I'm trying to make it so you can keep having your fun and she doesn't off herself." Hisoka smirked and brought his arm back, his fingers stained red with her blood. He brought them up to his lips and gave a slow lick, cleaning them off. Yuna sighed at the sight, this man was going to be the death of Nana and her both.

"How sweet. Let's have some fun before we head back, Yuna." He grabbed her wrist harshly and dragged her behind him as he took off into town.