Of flames and lighting

Chapter 17

In the distance, sitting in another booth sat gon. The boy in question grinning happily spotting two of his best friends enjoying themselves on a date (not that killua would really admit it). The spikey haired boy smile at the happy flowerily atmosphere that surrounding the usually aloof pair.

He shall get his ship to sail!

Gon and killua picked up a sleepy kyriak, who had been busy off in her known world, designing and building weapon after weapon for client's or pretty little things to be sold at a later date. The young girl either staying in the boy's room or a rented room in the city; much to the boys (read killua) ire.

It had become a regular occurrence of carrying the sleepy girl to their master wing accommodation. The man who was teaching them Nen. The girl always choosing to nap during the training time or off in her own world having already knowing Nen because of her papa, which she had explained to the master. Who gulped knowing who her 'papa' was...

Today was normal day, kyriak in question was napping on a comfy pillow known as killua on the carpeted floor of master wing's apartment. The TV screen before them bursting into life as the tap was placed into the machine. The roaring was heard as the recording began, a recording she'd seen already, a recording of hisoka match.

She opened an eye slightly as Wing began to explain GYO to the boys and began to instruct them on the ins and out of the ability to see the aura coming from the clown. She curled into the warmth of killua drifting off into a deep sleep uninterested in the lesson while killua glanced towards the girl, wrapping an arm around her holding the sleeping figure towards him as he listens to the master. Totally ignoring the grinning fool known as gon. (Who was very happy for his friends)

Days continued on for kyriak, after some persuasion (read demand) by killua just crashed in the boys' rooms in the tower. Soon her craftsmen bits of pieces were scattered about the room, between herself and the boys in was like a bomb had gone off creating the chaos.

Sometimes she joined the boy in training others times she didn't. She watched at the boy progressed in their Nen training – the girl happily giving pointers whenever she could, though secretly she would train by herself. The pair were quick learners, she couldn't let herself fall behind even if she had more experience with Nen.

No one mentioned anything about the increased of dismembered bodies in the darker parts of the city. But she needed something to train on...

After weeks of watching them train, the pair finally begin fighting on the floor – thought the reasons about it was abit iffy. Those trying to cheat they why into getting some free wins...

The group lost. Badly.

One left the tower for good.

Other broke his only weapon

And the other got taking out by his own weapon.

A pitiful ending to say the least.

But very fun for the amusement of the young group, and lead them to start honing their Nen more.

It was all leading to the final event, the one gon had been training and working towards.

The match of gon versus hisoka.

"Come on, we gonna get good seats!" killua exclaimed, pulling the kimono wearing girl away from her toys, *cough* knifes *cough* and down towards the arena on the floors below.

"How do you think gon will do?" kyraik wondered out loud, gon had improve greatly with Nen. But the young boy didn't have a lot of battle experience nor had he developed his Hatsu yet. Was he really ready for a full battle with the magician?