Another Level

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Killua took off, sliding right into the thick of the fighting and snatching the headband right off The angry blonde who challenged him earlier's head. For no particular reason, he just thought it would be hilarious to see him rage. As expected, the male looked like he was about to pop a blood vessel as soon as he felt the velcro rip open. "KIRISHIMA, AFTER THEM!!" Killua snickered, passing the headband up to his partner. "You ready for some real fun?" He called up to her, as he started snatching every headband in sight. His speed thwarting every attempt at revenge. "WHAT IS THIS? SUDDENLY TEAM KILLUA IS THE ONLY TEAM WHO HAS POINTS!!!" The crowd roared with excitement, only goading Killua on. He paused for a moment in the center of the arena. "Uh- I can't see anything." Hatsume mumbled through the sea of cloth in front of her face. Killua snorted. "You don't need to."

"You guys better speed up a bit if you want to catch up with me! Baaka!" Killua taunted, as nearly every team converged on him at once. "Hold on tight Hatsume!" He took one step, then launched into the air, soaring above the other competitors. A familiar bout of explosions came from below however, rapidly approaching. Followed by a cry. "Bakugou you can't just take off like that!" Killua turned to look, only to see the same guy who'd been barking at him like an angry dog. His names bakugou huh? "YOU'RE GONNA REGRET UNDERESTIMATING ME!" Bakugou let off a powerful explosion right at him, although it was fairly easy to dodge with an expert twist of his body. Hatsume let out a yelp as the explosion sounded off alarmingly close.

"Am I?"

Killua shot back tauntingly, flicking Bakugou between the eyes just hard enough to knock him backwards with a grunt. Killua landed with ease, continuing to dart around the playing field. Now this is exciting. Killua thought, as he continued to bob and weave and leap over his opponents. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a particular student start to create an insulated piece of fabric from her body. Killua's eyes narrowed, calculating. Is that to protect against me? He thought, then realized that the way it was positioned was covering everyone except the yellow haired one in the front. Ah, I see. He tapped Hatsume's leg. "Hatsume, do you trust me?" Hatsume gripped onto his shoulders. "What's that supposed to mean-"

There was no time to wait for her to reply as electricity ripped across the field. Killua hurled Hatsume directly upwards into the air, keeping her clear of the electricity. The two toned male's eyes widened in surprise as Killua took the electricity like it was nothing, slamming his foot down and causing ice to shoot out and entrap those still stunned. Killua appeared beside the group with a catlike grin, he was feeling a bit cheeky today. "Thanks for the recharge, Lychee head" He snarked, before shooting back just in time to catch Hatsume from slamming against the ground.

"ALRIGHT, KILLUA THAT'S ENOUGH."

Killua blinked, glancing up at where present mic was announcing. "Hah?" He could see the very loud man staring back at him with a dry expression. "You have to drop some of those headbands, your rider can't even see." Killua dodged another angry attempt at a headband snatch from Bakugou, letting out a huff. "Fine!" He reached up and tore off two headbands, just enough so Hatsume could see again. He leapt above the crowd of frustrated highschoolers, tossing both headbands. One in each direction. He just picked two at random. A 60 point headband, and a 645 point headband.

Killua landed near the corner of the arena and simply waited there, watching with satisfaction as the other teams seemed to completely forget about him. They know they don't stand a chance. Killua thought with satisfaction. This whole sports festival thing was a pretty fun warm up. After he and Gon had separated, Killua continued to travel around with Alluka. All the while improving upon his skills, and taking up work as a blacklist hunter for the most part. He'd stopped killing people entirely, not wanting to be a bad influence on his little sister. He wanted her to grow up aspiring to be a good person, at the very least. He wanted her to be able to choose her own future. Not think she was confined to one set path, just because her big brother was.

Just as he was beginning to relax, suddenly a team came charging at him. Bakugou at its head, angrily slamming his fist down on the poor guy in front. "YOU CAN'T HIDE HERE IN THE CORNER!" Killua noticed how there was a headband strapped around his neck, which meant the remaining of the teams were all fighting over a single headband. Just passing wasn't enough for you huh? Well I can have some fun with this. "Wasn't planning on it." He retorted, strolling forward in Bakugou's direction. Hatsume tapped his shoulder. "Shouldn't we be uh- running?" Killua let a catlike grin spread across his face. "Are you sure you wanna do this? Wouldn't you rather keep holding onto your pride?"

Bakugou launched off his teammate's backs once again, shooting forward a lot faster than he did the first time. Killua could tell he wasn't holding back anymore. Killua let him approach, until he was only a few feet away from him. Then, instead of giving him the fight he wanted, he merely stepped to the side. The moment of realization on Bakugou's face as he realized he was about to land face first on the hard ground was priceless. Although, Killua supposed having his opponent break his nose wouldn't be a very good look. So he decided to be nice and catch him by the back of his shirt. At that exact moment, the alarm blared. "TIME'S UPPPP!" Killua hummed, setting Bakugou gently on the ground. The angry teen didn't even look at him, just pounded his fists on the ground as he yelled.

"And with that, the second round is officially over!"

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To Be Continued...