𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞│ʰˣʰ

eight ; the color red

eight ; the color red

Y/N POUTED, TWISTING HER HAIR AS SCARAMOUCHE crossed his arms and scowled. "In a while, the fourth round of trials will end. All the surviving participants are needed to come back to the starting point of the test."

Scaramouche sighed, glancing over toward Y/n, who was cluelessly looking around. But, he knew she knew where the location was, she was simply annoying him. 

"Where's the starting point?" Y/n asked, eyes searching. Was it a cave, or a beach? Scaramouche shrugged, but dragged the maiden to the said direction. "You idiot," he grumbled under his breath.

Y/n gave a flirtatious wink, "I couldn't live without you," Scaramouche flushed red, hitting her head lightly.

When they arrived, Y/n was pleased to see her other friends. Killua gave a lazy grin toward their direction. "Got your target?" Y/n rolled her eyes, showing six pins. She'd lost her's. And, unfortunately, failed to acquire her target's,which belonged to a cat-eyed boy with brilliant blue eyes.

A few days ago...

"I knew it!" Killua snickered, waving chocolate over the hiding female's head. "Your target was me!" The female's eyes shined as she saw the chocolatte robot. She had a gigantic sweet tooth.

"Give it to me," she groaned, kneeling down to bow and pray. (y'all better not think weird, its not a xxxxjob) "I've been surviving on fish for days," Killua's eyes flashed in amusement, and it struck Y/n how beautiful the sapphire pair were. "Or you can give me one of your-"

Killua hopped off from the tree, practically growing devil horns. "I got an idea," he said slowly. Y/n raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

Killua wagged his finger in front of Y/n, shushing her. "Let's play a game," he said teasingly, "And if you win, you get my pin. And chocolatte." Y/n smiled widely, say no more. However, he added, "If you lose, N/n, you owe me a dare."

Present Time.

"Why did you decide to become a hunter?"

Y/n gave a curious smirk,"That's a tough question, old man. I'd say it's because I was suffering of boredom."

Nentro paused to take notes. "I see, do continue." He seemed unbothered by her offensive nickname. Y/n gave a disappointed slur of a smile. She wanted to provoke him and then fight. Noticing her expression, the aged man continued to scribble a few notes.

"Also, I heard something about eyes when I came here," she muttered under her breath, "Something about a forgotten clan. I heard they had beautiful eyes. The color of scarlet, a nice shade of red," Nentro gave a warm smile toward the maiden's direction. "How fascinating," he said. "Now,"

"Out of all the nine candidates, who would you want to fight with the most?"

Y/n thought for a moment. "2."

"Number 44? Who would you want to fight with the most?"

Hisoka glanced at the pile of cards, eyeing the jester one, lifting it into his digits. "1. And 2 of course, he's strong, but a tad bit boring. Number 405 is not bad, but he's not as good as 99, and 99... I can't get involved with him, or I might just die." He seemed thrilled at the idea.

Killua. "I'd avoid fighting 54. I think I'd be bored to death."

Kurapika stopped at the door, before entering. "Number 404, enter."

For the final question, he gave it more thought than he had. "Positively, 405, negatively, 44, 1, and 2." he closed his eyes. "With a good reason, no matter with no reason, I don't want to fight with them. Especially 1... She gives off a bad vibe, even if Gon..." he trailed off.

After the interview, Nentro proudly displayed the final product, and showed it to the other examiners. "Are you sure about this... There may be a lot of ketchup if we have this order..." Menchi said nervously.

"Oh, don't worry!" Nendo said happily, continuing to add minor details to his chart. "Well, then, it's finished!"

Y/n pursed her lips as she saw the arrangements  for the one on one battle. She closed her magenta eyes. Calm down, Y/n. "Scara, don't beat him up," Scaramouche gave a dark smirk.

"I won't kill him," he purred, "I'll just make him wish he was dead." Y/n rolled her eyes, jabbing her fingers between Scaramouche's eyes.

"Scara," she said seriously. "As much as I love you and want to get on my knees for you, he's too nice to die." Scaramouche shrugged, but inside his head, her sentence echoed in his mind.

"And," Y/n added playfully, "That sentence, the, 'I won't kill him'? Scara, I thought you were better than that. At least be more original with threats."

Meanwhile, Kurapika frowned. "Gon, are you okay?" Gon assured his worried friend, a look of anticipation in his eyes. "I'll beat him! Then I can prove..." he trailed off, before grinning.

"I'll win, don't worry!"

Unknownst to him, the maiden he was trying to win over was eavesdropping as she stood near a jester, Illumi (Glitter-cracker) and Scaramouche.

Poor Gon. The smallest injury he'd suffer from is probably going to a never-working spine.

But if you were really in trouble, I'll save you.

kurapika and  gon get more screentime next chapter ;

feel like im neglecting them and my bbg illumi