Hello everyone! Sorry the installments have been coming slower, and slower. I'm just trying to figure out how to go about this without turning it into a crazy, unrealistic story-line. I hate it when a good story goes to shit because the story-line gets muddied. Also, I'd like to thank everyone who has Favorited and followed the story, you all make me so happy! Like always, enjoy!

Nana groaned and stirred where she laid. Her body felt weak and she was boiling. She tried to say something but nothing but a hoarse wheeze escaped her lips, her mouth was incredibly dry. As if someone read her mind, a strong hand lifted up her head and a glass of cold water graced her lips. She eagerly drank the liquid, soothing the dry sores in her mouth and throat. The hand laid her head back down again and grabbed the warm bandanna that laid on her forehead, replacing it with an ice cold one. The relief of heat from the cold, wet bandanna made Nana sigh in content. As Nana's senses came back to her, slowly and foggy, she started to question how she even got here in the first place. Where was she? How did she get here? Last she remembered she was fighting with Netero to get information of her past. Nana tried to jolt up but a hand pushed her back down. It wasn't much of a push either seeing as she was still extremely weak from the fever that had taken over her body.

"Relax. You're back." Her eyesight was blurry from the fever and lack of glasses but she could make out a small black frame and cold eyes staring at her from beside where she laid.

"H-How…" She croaked out.

"Don't know. Ask other you." Nana closed her eyes and sighed. Yuna had taken control after they fought side by side against Netero and wouldn't let her back. She remembers hearing snippets of Yuna and Hisoka talking but most of it was dark. It was comforting yet terrifying at the same time, every time Yuna took control it was like that. A deep sleep. After learning that they could co-control at the same time, Nana tried her hardest to push back but Yuna was adamant about keeping her away. Nana wondered why.

"Fei…"

"Sleep." He stated and got up. She heard him shift next to her, not leaving the room she was staying in. Nana heard the sound of pages flipping, she deduced he was reading.

"I want a smoke." She pouted, her voice hoarse and raspy.

"No. You must sleep."

"How long have I been out for?" Feitan flipped another page.

"Two days." Nana opened her eyes and stared into the darkness of the room. She pulled the bandanna off her forehead and pushed the thin blanket off her body.

"I need to get up. I can't lay there anymore." Feitan got up with supernatural speed and stood in front of Nana.

"No. You rest." Nana refused to listen and forced herself to get up. Feitan got ready to push the stubborn girl down again when Phinks whistled to get their attention.

"You finally up, doll?"

"Yes, and I'm being forced into bedrest." She grumbled. Phinks smirked at Feitan who "tsk'd" and walked away from the two. He didn't need to give Phinks anymore ammo to use against him with his wild ideas of Feitan caring for the weakling.

"Need help?" Phinks offered as he made his way to Nana who put her hand up to stop him.

"No. I've done this before and will do it again." Phinks didn't understand what she meant by that but Feitan had an idea. He finished reading everything the other woman gave him about her past until she bumped into Chrollo. He couldn't stop reading, to be honest. He was flipping through it again for the third time while she slept next to where he sat. Nana pushed herself up into a crouch and then bolted up to stand on wobbly, weak legs. Her head rushed and her vision went black, as she faltered and started tipping over. Phinks reached over and caught her with a quiet "woah there".

"Thanks." She groaned, grabbing her head. "I got up too fast…"

"C'mon, let's get you some fresh air." Phinks kept his grip on Nana as she found her balance and center again.

"And a smoke." Nana's body ached but she let go of Phinks anyway and stretched, loosening up her tight and stiff muscles. She asked for her glasses and Feitan handed them to her quickly, expecting her to ask sooner than later. Nana slipped them on and looked around, taking in her surroundings. She went to take a step when she notices that something was different. She wasn't wearing her normal clothes. A crimson blush painted Nana's face as she stared down at her garbs. They were…! Nana squeezed her eyes shut and swung at Feitan who barely caught the attack before she landed a blow on his face. She was still weak from the fever but her punch packed a wallop. "You dressed me?!"

"You sick. Clothes dirty. Why not?" Nana pulled on the rim of Feitan's clothes that she was wearing to peer down to see what she had on underneath. Just her underwear. Nana screeched, her usually expressionless and monotone facade absolutely shattered.

"I'm almost completely naked." Nana hissed. Which was ironic because Nana was almost completely topless on a daily basis and wrapped herself up in erotic rope. But to her, this was different. She didn't understand why this bothered her so much, she honestly did not care too much if people saw her nude. But Feitan...for some reason he made her turn into a prudish saint of a woman.

"Don't worry, nothing I care for." Feitan's gaze was his usual cold stare as he said this and then turned away to his papers that rested on the ground where he was sitting before. Nana expected such an answer but still felt furious and a pang in her chest when he said it. She gritted her teeth together and snapped at Phinks for her things. If he wanted to be that way then fine, she'd just get a little childish and light up in here before heading out. Phinks handed her, her clothes and she grabbed them with a quick thank you. She smelled them, they smelled like water but not extremely clean. But it was better than the smell of sweat and blood...and cinnamon. Nana gave a small frown and furrowed her brows. Nana ripped open Feitan's coat in front of both the men without a single care in the world. Phink's eyes about bulged out of his head before quickly turning around to protect himself from Nana's rage. Phink's mind was stuck on the image he just saw: petite pale beauty, topless and only in just tiny black panties...he clutched his gut and covered his mouth to prevent any noises from escaping.

"I-I need help…." Nana's normally cold and collected voice was tiny and meek as she called out to the two men with her. She was acting out of control in multiple ways today and it was making her feel horrible. On top of that, she was too uncoordinated from the fever to wrap her chest. Phinks turned around to see the tiny Nana hunched over, holding the wrap across her chest, the rest hanging and piled on the ground below her. A blush was still there but not as strong and she looked like she was about to cry. Nana. Cry. Phinks jumped and rushed over, saying things along the lines of "hey calm down" or "don't worry, it's okay". Feitan just stood there. He never heard her ask for help before. He absolutely never saw her cry before. He noticed the tears welling up in her eyes, her eyes glisten with dew. It made him feel uncomfortable. He grabbed his papers and left the two getting Nana dressed. Her recent out of character attitude was getting to him though he chalked it up to the fever. It was the only logical explanation. Feitan looked down at the papers in his hands as he continued to walk in the dark. Now, to figuring out how to execute this plan…

Nana and Phinks walked side by side to meet up with the rest of the gang out in the main part of the hideout. They made small chat here and there but most of it was quickly ended by Nana's character short, blunt answers. Nana honestly did not feel like talking, she was too busy thinking about everything that has happened since she walked off with Hisoka to the Hunter Exam. Yuna, Hisoka, meeting all of those new friends of hers, getting the text from Feitan, fighting with Netero, disappearing for who knows how long when she appeared back here with her makeshift family. The two walked into the large, decrepit warehouse the troupe usually gathered.

"She lives!" A booming voice echoed around them, making Nana's ears ring as she was hoisted off the floor with such ease and crushed into a suffocating hug. If you could call it a hug. It was more like on the verge of having every single bone in your body crushed.

"U-Uvo…!" Nana struggled to respond, wrapping her tiny arms around his body. Well, around his neck is all she could really manage.

"You're going to kill her. Put her down, Uvo." Nobunaga drawled, not really sure if he truly cared or not if she did get crushed to death by the giant manbeast. Nana gasped as Uvo loosened his grip but didn't set her down.

"Good to see you kid, I knew you had too much fire in you." Uvo grinned and ruffled Nana's hair. Uvo was one of the only people Nana allowed to get close and friendly with her. She didn't mind his body crushing hugs or, ruffling of the hair. She honestly didn't mind when he would act like a giant puppy protecting her in fights even though she honestly didn't need it ninety-five-percent of the time.

"Eh heh, yeah…" Nana was too busy fixing her hair and glasses to really answer. Plus she really didn't know how to answer that comment. Uvo's giant, tan hand covered half of Nana's face as he tried to feel for her temp. Nana worried if he would even be able to tell if she was hot or not because the heat coming from him was intense.

"You're still warm."

"Oh let her be, Uvo. She's not a child." Nobunaga scoffed, a snarky comment added to the discussion once again.

"Plus she has Feitan taking care of her." Phinks quipped, giving Nana a wink. Nana gulped and turned her head, not really sure how to process everything that was going on right now.

"Oh?" Shalnark happily questioned as he walked over to join the little group joining. Shalnark grinned as he saw Nana and gave a little chuckle. "You went to Feitan?" Nana's face turned red and she jumped from Uvo's hold and landed on the ground with her back straight, arms crossed, and her head still turned away with a scowl on her face.

"I wasn't in control when I reached Feitan." She huffed. "I didn't have a choice. I wouldn't have gone there."

"Then why didn't you go to your 'big-brother-Uvo'? I'm sure your other self knows how you feel about people." Nobunaga had a snarky grin on his face. Nana tightened up her body and her face went even more red.

"Alright, quit torturing her Nobunaga." Shalnark walked behind Nana and laid a hand on her head. "They're just teasing you." Nana stuck her tongue out to the boys and stalked off, getting some fresh air before she tried to figure out her situation completely.

"Hmm…" Machi droned as she watched the peeved Nana stalk off.

"What is it?" Nobunaga asked, Machi rarely talked and when she did, everyone listened.

"She's hiding something."

"Something that could affect the troupe?" Nobunaga questioned eagerly leaning forward. Machi's cold, calculating eyes followed Nana until she left her line of sight completely.

"Who knows. Perhaps."