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" IT'S THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALWAYS BEEN WAITING FOR, FOLKS! ", the announcer says, her high pitched voice making me a bit annoyed as i stared at the already smug face of hisoka morrow.
gon has already battled against hisoka, and got to punch him in the face like he's always wanted to at the hunter's exam.
the look on hisoka's face was priceless i couldn't keep the laugh in my mouth, and soon enough, i was laughing out loud in the arena, confused stares pointed at me.
" after this match, i think i'll be the one to laugh. ", hisoka says tauntingly, and i snort.
" don't tell me... you were embarrassed?", i ask, and he let's out his own laugh.
" embarrassed isn't the right word... perhaps perturbed or... a little annoyed? "
i hunch over my knees and look up at the fushia haired male.
" gosh, a teen like me can make an old man like you angry? "
he didn't say anything, just a glint in his eye said it all.
he was beyond livid.
i get back in my stance, and the many people around us are cheering, cheering for me, or for hisoka, i can't tell the difference apart.
when the referee makes a move, we charge at each other, and hisoka's arm dissipated into what seemed like thin air but really, he just moved it fast, faster than any human could go.
was hisoka even human?
the world may never know.
i swiftly put up my new and smirk.
" you think you could use bungee gum on me? ", i say and he hums, fixing his stance.
" i could at least try.. ~"
i pivot my leg and run at him, a crack in the tile where i stood, bits of tiny rock floating from the impact.
i brought my fist back, air flying over my fist like there was a tight bind of plastic over it.
my fist came to hit thin air, and a gush of wind pushed hisoka's hair in different directions.
he chuckled and he kept dodging punch after punch.
