𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝘬. 𝘻𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘺𝘤𝘬

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞

Y/N POV

There's tons of candy on the table. I'm munching on potato chips and drinking Sprite as Gon and Killua fill me in on Greed Island. 

"Wait, really? It has a clue to your father?" Gon nods. "Sweet! Can I go with you guys? I can pay for the game. I have . . . maybe seven billion in my bank account? Wait . . ." I count up my money from the Phantom Troupe. "Make that fifteen billion. Please?" I put a little pout in my voice. 

They gape at me. "You have what!" Killua exclaims. "I thought your family was average! Who's your mom?" 

I shrug. "Tori Yamada." 

"Tori Yamada?" Gon screams. "Tori Yamada and you lived on the streets?"

I wince. "Money isn't everything. But can I still come?" 

Gon sits next to me, swinging an arm around my shoulders. So does Killua. "We're a team, Y/N!" 

"Of course you can! But," Killua gets up and puts his face in Gon's. "Even with the money, there's the chance we get outbid. How can you make sure that we get into the game? We're all riding on your plan, you know that right?"

The next morning, the auction is happening. I wear a comfortable and casual dress and the necklace Feitan gave me.

Killua pulls me over and I tweak his bow-tie. "Why are you wearing that necklace?" he mutters. 

"If you're worried about what I think you're worried about, you should know he's not competition. We're just friends. And this piece of jewelry is very nice." 

Killua frowns still. "Whatever."

We walk into the building. "Hall B, right Gon?" He nods. 

We walk into it. I'm with Zepile, who Gon just introduced to me. He breaks away to our seats and I follow him, gaping at the place. 

We start down the stairs, looking around and talking. I hear a "Huh?"  We look in the direction. Right there sits Phinks and Feitan with Killua and Gon frozen next to them. Instantly, I see them sprint away, Phinks and Feitan springing up and following them. I follow from a distance.  They start talking before the two Phantom Troupe members leave and go back to their seats. Immediately, I head over to them.

"What happened?" I exclaim worriedly. 

"They thanked us," Gon trails off. "They thanked us for Paku."

"Paku? What happened with Paku?"

"She died, Y/N. She told them what happened and she died."

My hands fly to my mouth as Killua wraps an arm around my neck, pulling me to him. Gon pats my back awkwardly and we stand there for a second.