I sigh and walk off the arena. I just won on the 190th floor. I was nervous about going to the 200th floor. Hisoka is waiting up there for us and if he uses his nen... I might freak out again. I walk towards the elevator and let Aruna push the button for me. My fight was made on 180th floor so I had to take the elevator up. "You seem nervous, (y/n). Are you going to be alright?"
I give her a smile, saying, "I should be. It's only natural to be nervous. I am going to the 200th floor after all." The elevator dings, telling me that it was time to get off. "Good luck." I wave to Aruna and walk off, looking around for either Gon or Killua. 'Are they done?' I thought, walking over to a bench. I sit down and sigh.
I was more nervous than I thought. My hands were shaking. "I'm so stupid..." I whispered, not realizing that someone had walked up. "Yeah. You are." I quickly look up to find the white-haired boy who had his hands on his hips. Gon was also right next to him and was smiling down at me. "Only I can call myself stupid. You don't have the luxury of doing it." I say, standing up.
"I don't need the luxury. I can do what I want." Killua replied back, giving me smirk. I roll my eyes playfully and smack his head. "Hey!" I give him a playful smirk and grab both boys' arms, dragging them with me towards another elevator. I knew how nervous I was, but we needed to get this over with.
'I just hope Hisoka can take it easy with the nen...' I thought, taking a deep breath. While the elevator doors close, the random lady bows her head as a goodbye. "(Y/n), are you nervous?" Gon asks, looking over at me with a smile. I let out a nervous laugh and rub the back of my neck, asking, "Is it obvious?"
"Nothing to be nervous about." Killua says, taking a small glance at me. "Right..." I reply back, taking a deep breath. 'Nothing to worry about? Yeah right! Hisoka is up there?!' I mentally wanted to smack myself. "So, what's 200th floor like?" Gon asks, staring up at the numbers changing. "Beats me." Killua says, also staring up at the numbers.
"I've never been up here before." As Killua and Gon finish their small conversation, the elevator stops and the doors open, revealing the 200th floor. Not going to lie, I was still pretty nervous. I was mostly worried about the pain I might feel if Hisoka were to use his nen on us. I don't even know why it's happening.
The three of us then walk out of the elevator and look from left to right. "Wow! The 200th floor is so fancy!" Gon exclaims with a smile. "Where's the receptionist?" Killua asks, now turning his gaze towards the sign. "This way?" I say, making it seem like a question instead. It was just my nerves making me question everything.
Killua starts walking while Gon and I follow after, with the ball of sunshine speedwalking to match Killua's pace. I stayed behind with my hands close to my chest. It was like I was trying to protect myself for what's to come. "We finally made it."
"Yeah."
I let out a shaky sigh and pick up the pace, quickly grabbing the back of Killua's shirt. I didn't want to fall behind, it's not like the white-haired boy minds anyway. "Are you sure that you're okay?" Killua asks, taking a look behind to stare at me. "Uh... Yeah, I'm cool!" I say, giving Killua a fake smile. I didn't want to worry to boy's any longer.
So, smiling is always the answer! Right? Killua looks forward once more and we finally make it to a certain hallway. We all then freeze, feeling a familiar aura. I keep myself behind the albino boy as my hands start to shake. I wouldn't be surprised if the boy himself felt my hands shake while hanging onto the back of his shirt.
Killua is the first to muster up the courage and slowly starts walking down the hallway. His movement forced me to follow and Gon was right behind us. The boys were trying to walk all confident while I was shaking in my boots. I wasn't afraid to show how scared I actually was. Killua eventually stops, making me accidentally run into his back.
I let out a quiet "oof" and take a peek around the albino boy, hoping to see what he sees. my eyes widen a bit, feeling my body go stiff. No one could move any further. "This is murderous intent aimed at us." I hear Gon say. I finally let go of Killua's shirt, just wanting to back away instead of going further.
"Hey! Who's there?!" Killua yells, wanting to perpetrator to come out. I take one step back, still staring down the hallway with fear in my eyes. "Show yourself!" Letting out shaky breaths, I hug my arms in a protective manner. Finally, one of the employees walk around the corner and smiles at us.
"Killua, Gon, and (y/n), correct?" She asks, still giving us a smile. "The reception desk is over here, so please register for a 200-floor match today." I clear my throat quietly, now biting my lower lip. I didn't want to sign up for a match. I didn't even want to be up here, but I also didn't want to be left behind. 'I made the wrong choice...'
"You won't be able to register after midnight, so please be careful." The lady says. "Was she the source of all that?" Gon asks, looking at the lady. Killua replies with, "I can't tell." Were the two besties really calm? I can't even hold still. I wanted to crumble away. Just leave. Possibly throw myself out the window. I didn't want to feel that pain again.
"By the way, there are currently 173 contestants on the 200th floor. And starting from this floor, all weapons are allowed in matches. So, please use whatever you have. Also, you will no longer receive prize money in the 200s class." As the lady explains that we will only fight for glory, I start to question why I'm even here.
Why did I even force Killua and Gon into the elevator? Why did I go up with them? Am I stupid? Probably. That was when a playing card reveals itself in thin air, right behind the lady. The card then throws itself towards the three of us, but it wasn't close enough to actually hit any of us. Hisoka now stands tall and proud behind the lady.
When the lady notices, she quickly moves out of the way, not wanting to be a part of whatever was about to go down. "What?" We all stare at Hisoka's back with only two of us being surprised to see him here. "Hisoka. Why are you here?" Killua asks, staring at Hisoka who now was facing us. "It's not that strange. I love to fight and this place is for fighting." Hisoka replies back with a hand in his hair.
I couldn't understand why people found Hisoka attractive, but I guess I can see it now. The guy might be weird, but his stance is something to die for. Just how can a man be so attractive? "And why are you here?" Hisoka asks, only to quickly say that he was kidding. "This was no coincidence. I've been waiting for you."
I ignore the pedo-clown as he explains how he knew that we were here. I honestly just wanted to leave. But if I left now Killua and Gon would be all alone. "And so, as a veteran, I have a warning for you. It's still too early for you boys to step on this floor." I hear Hisoka say, now having his arm outstretched. I knew exactly what that meant.
I hug myself tighter, only staring into Hisoka's eyes with fear. We then felt some pressure try to push us back, only having the lady's hat fall off. "Your efforts will determine how ready you are. Leave for now." The pedo-clown says, now walking towards the wall. "It's too early right now." As Hisoka sits down, I hear Killua exclaim, "That's stupid!"
"We just got up here!" Killua tried to take a step forward, but Hisoka starts slowly release his nen, forcing him to stop. "I won't let you pass." Hisoka says, staring at us. I wasn't able to get a word in.
Run away...
"Not that you could anyway."
Run away...!
I then felt pain shoot throughout my whole body. I couldn't focus on the two boys any longer, my mind was now on the sharp pain. It hurts. I tried my hardest not to scream. Not noticing that Gon was trying to move forward, I felt the sharpest pain ever. I couldn't describe how it felt, but that was what made me release the loudest scream...
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