A Different World (HUNTER X HUNTER)

SAGE X GREEN X HEELS

After parting ways with her friends, (Y/N) made her way to the docks to get back home. However the pain in her leg had never left, it's been there and whenever she would have time to herself, her mind would be flooded with the pain but she had to keep going. She had to make it to the troupe and back to Gon, Leorio, Kurapika, and Killua. Wait a minute. She bought her ticket to the boat and took a seat at a bench while she waited for the boat. Was she trying to speed up meeting up with the troupe so she can hurry back with her friends. She sighed, why? What made the group more tempting than time with the group she considers family. They were family...
and family should be the first priority.

Where had she heard that before? Suddenly an upset feeling downed on her. Those words. They weren't used in a light manner, they were used in a forceful manner. But by who?

She looked down at her hands, suddenly they looked soft and gentle not the hands of a fighter. Her hands were holding each other. The floor looked different too, it wasn't the stones and concrete illuminated by the soft blue sky, it was now a dark wood floor with the lighting of an orange dim lamp (most likely). But what was more to (Y/N)'s attention was the feet facing her. The feet were in pretty sage green heels that were a little bit too big. More importantly the lady's legs were shaking. For some reason (Y/N) didn't dare look up and all she could hear was whimpering and soft sobbing. (Y/N) felt awkward to be there but the same guilty feeling was still there. Who was the lady in sage green heels? She didn't seem familiar and this was not the right time to suddenly ask. Suddenly the lady's left foot took a shaky step forward. (Y/N)'s hand, that was picking her right thumb, suddenly reached out a bit; as if to comfort the woman but she heard a mumble,
"Get out..."

(Y/N) pulled her hand away, quickly realizing she was the reason why the woman was upset. The two words the woman had mumbled started to echo in (Y/N)'s head as she didn't make a single move. The woman stomped herself more forward and grabbed the left side of (Y/N)'s head and pulled her head towards the right,
"I SAID GET OU-"

'Hooooooooonk'

The ship's horn ripped (Y/N) away of her day dreaming but she found herself holding the thin metal arm rest of the bench. Most of her body, specifically her face, was facing the right side of the bench.

'Hooooooooonk'

(Y/N) immediately stood up to the second horn but almost immediately sat back down from the jolt of pain that shot around her ankle, maybe balancing weight on both feet was not a good idea. She took out the small ticket out of her hands and walked to the ship. There was a line of people there who were gettting their tickets checked by the staff of the ship. Once hers was checked she stepped into the boat and ignored the people around her.
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Nobunaga didn't greet her this time, it was Machi in disguise and as always wasn't happy about anything. Machi didn't say anything but a 'follow me' and with that (Y/N) followed Machi till they got to an abandoned warehouse by some sketchy docks. There was large pieces of ruins that were vandalized by graffiti of all different colors but difficult to take full notice as the night took over the island they inhabited. After entering the warehouse she was greeted by Chrollo reading a book by a candle and Pakunoda sitting not too far while she messed adjusting the gun in her hands. Chrollo looked up and immediately gave a warm smile at the pair who entered,
"(Y/N), it's nice to see you safe and sound through these harsh battles, we're you successful?"

Chrollo asked, (Y/N) pulled out her Hunter License to show it off,
"Barely"

She said in a snarky tone, making Chrollo silently chuckling under his breath,
"I'm glad, as mentioned to you a while back there is something that need your attention, please, take a walk with me"

He said softly as he stood up and moving to the back. (Y/N) internally groaned at the thought of more walking as she followed not too long and taking Chrollo's side. When she stood next to him, the troupe at first freaked out. Apparently, you're not to be equal or Ahmed of the boos but (Y/N) always argued she had no boss, she saw Chrollo as an ally and he did too, there was no dominating side on the alliance and (Y/N) found respect in that. He lead them to an empty dock with no boats and no people. He had his serious face which made (Y/N) concerned and what he would ask her for a favor. He looked at the large body of dark water that seemed endless. The waves hitting each other at a constant was the only filler to the silence between them. (Y/N) stared at Chrollo in wonder, so many thoughts went through their head and slowly his gaze moved down to hers,
"Are you scared of York New?"

The question caught (Y/N) off guard, was she? She never had a good feeling when the auction came up, therefore she always stepped down from attending,
"I-... it sounds stupid but my gut always told me to stay away. Like, something is waiting for me like... like"
"Fate?"
"Yeah, something like that. It feels, like I'll only spend my time running in eggshells while carrying someone on my back"
"That's a very specific scenario"

Chrollo commented as to lightly joke. But (Y/N) was still,anticipating his request,
"You said you needed a favor from me? What is it? If it involves the auction I can set aside my feelings about it. You know I'll do anything for the Troupe."
"You're not too far from it"

Chrollo said, he sat down and held his hands together. (Y/N) sat beside him, ready to hear him. After a small pause,Chrollo finally cut through the point,
"You said earlier, you'd do anything for the troupe. It's not a secret you view us as a family that challenges your familiarity with Hisoka. The Troupe have all, mostly smoothly, agreed to this decision and it's best to ask before the auction. It would mean a lot to everyone if you become a part of the Phantom Troupe, an official member."

Everything for (Y/N) froze as the words slipped from his mouth, did she hear that right? Her an official member? Hisoka agreed? Her gut felt like it slammed itself to the ground of her stomach causing an inexplicable feeling of nausea. What would Gon, Killua, Leorio, OR KURAPIKA THINK? she swallowed nothing as her throat dried up and nervously looked at Chrollo who was staring directly into her, reading her like a book and probably predicting her answer, everything felt wrong,
"If York New feels like a certain fate waiting for you then there's no running from it. You don't need to approach fate alone. The things the troupe do together is their fate, they decide and together they conquer their destiny. A famous philosopher once said a good society would be a society with its guardians who govern society and posses the highest intellect, the auxiliaries who protect the society, and the workers who do societies labors. (Y/N) you've been one of the most educated people I recognize. Your thinking is polished and for your age you act more mature than most of the troupe. If we were part of this perfect society, I can only view you as part of its branch of guardianship. Your knowledge serves as the spider's eyes, you know when to become biased and unbiased in certain situations you greatly impact our decisions. What do you say?"

It's a death wish is what she would say. Being part of the Troupe would leave her as a constant target for assassins and... she would have to leave her friends, their opinion would interfere with everything the Troupe runs with. (Y/N) hung her head low and for a moment, she thought about running away, but after inhaling a breath of air she gave her answer,

"I accept"
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Being back at the warehouse, (Y/N) couldn't face Machi and Pakunoda. She stared at the floor and that's when she noticed and asked Pakunoda,
"Nice heels"

They were a familiar sage green and they looked well fitted on Pakunoda who responded,
"Thank you, I burrowed them from the boutique in town after a woman tried fighting for them. I can get you a pair if you like them"
"No... no it's fine, I wouldn't wear them. The style and color isn't for me. They look really good on you, like they were made for you and only you."

(Y/N) responded as she looked at Pakunoda, no one else could fit those heels but Pakunoda.

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