The Zoldyck Heir (HunterXHunter Fanfic)

VIII: Uneven Matches

"What the fvck..." Killua looked at the horror.

"We look like twins!" Nobunaga said to Shoot, their outfits were both alike in a way, and old Nobu was happy about it.

Knuckle and Phinks were arm wrestling. And Feitan was telling torture techniques to Lumin and Kuro, while waiting for the fight to start.

If you're asking what the three fathers are doing with their wives, you're too young to know. They've already left. (*wink wink nudge nudge*)

Soka was massaging his knuckles and was about to fight with Jin. The bored expression on his face was enough to confirm that he was obviously bored as hell.

Hell, the mini version of Hisoka didn't want to fight with a wannabe hunter. He smirked as he stared "lovingly" at Gon. He wanted to fight him. Gon shivered, sensing the familiar vibe.

Soka knew he'd lose if ever his fantasies would happen. But he wanted to fight him still. He was bored, no one could blame him. His father had always been possessive of his mother, he recalled with a poker face. Even when fighting, Hisoka would keep Kurumi all to himself. And to him, her mother was the greatest and nearest opponent he could think of.

Killua's classmate only sat on the corner serving as the audience. They wouldn't admit it but they have already looked forward at Jin's victory.

Some of them didn't exactly knew Hisoka personally nor what he could do so they were clearly oblivious of the capabilities of his son, despite the fact that they knew the stories back at the heaven's arena.

"Neh. Why I am the referee again?" Killua asked with a poker face.

"Go Killua! Gambatte!" Gon cheered.

"Come on, Kira- san. Cheer for your master as well!" Gon added.

(Pause)

"Go. Master." Kira said with a low and cute voice.

A blush creep its way to Killua's cheeks. "Shut up, okay?!" He said, annoyed.

"Okay... Both sides are free to choose whatever weapons they wish. Killing is allowed." Killua said with boredom.

The audience's eyes bulged out upon hearing the terms.

"Killua-kun. Killing shouldn't be allowed. The poor kid might tremble and ran away in fear." Mika said, worried at Soka's fate.

Killua raised and eyebrow and ignored her.

'Bitch please. The one who's going to tremble and run away in fear is probably Jin.' Killua thought with a poker face. He actually agreed with the whole 'killing' thing. He wanted Jin dead, it's pretty obvious.

He signaled his hand as a referee.

"Ready, start!" He said and disappeared in a flash, instantly appearing at the side of the court, to his previous classmates' surprise. They didn't know he was a Zoldyck after all. Ilumi had warned Killua not to show his true capabilities back when he was still going to school in the past.

Jin smirked and pulled out a pair of handguns.

Soka gave him a grin, then pulled out a couple of poker cards.

"Yup, he IS Hisoka's son." Killua sighed.

Just then Jin pulled the trigger, a ray of sunlight came out and hit Soka's direction. Soka evaded it quickly, the surface that was hit by Jin's "light bullet" was suddenly enveloped by ice.

"I can transform my bullets into anything." Jin said cocking his head.

"I see." Soka smirked. Just then, he appeared at Jin's back and automatically gave him a roundhouse kick.

*BLAG* Jin was automatically swiped from the floor by the force of the blow.

"The fvck?!" His classmates automatically cried out of sheer amazement.

The little boy walked up to Jin's lying form on the ground. "Shall I destroy you now? A fruit like you will never ripe..." He grinned.

Jin glared at him then suddenly aimed at his head.

"Don't be so cocky, kid." He said then pulled the trigger.

The audience's ayes widened at the site.

"H-He... He should be dead by now!" Sean cried out.

You see, the bullet that was suppose to hit Soka appeared out of plain site. He chuckled darkly at their reaction.

"I'm a hunter." He said.

"WHAT?!" Jin said, completely bewildered. "My friends and I are all hunters..." He added.

"Killing is like drinking water to us. In fact, I could kill you right now." Soka grinned maliciously.

"My father can transform his aura into indestructible gum. My mother is a nen exorcist. Guess what?"

He paused then positioned his hands in mid air.

"I inherited both."

"Don't bore me now." He said and dashed towards Jin, suddenly bombarding him with punches so easily executed with haste; only professional hunters could easily see.

"What's... happening?" Killua's classmates trembled with fear and utter shock.

"Shit just got real." Killua answered with a poker face.

Soka could create a gum-like material than could dispel nen, it was easy as that.

He should spar with this little brat once in a while, Killua made a mental note.

'I bet even Hisoka enjoys fighting with his son.' He sweatdropped.

A hand suddenly thug at his shirt.

Killua looked at it and saw Kira, looking curiously up at him.

He didn't exactly saw her expression, it was just cold reading; but it was a fact that he had gotten better at it.

She didn't said anything. But turned to the direction of his 6 o'clock. At that moment, they both instantly ducked.

A millisecond passed and just as their angle changed, a bullet had been fired towards their direction.

Killua's eyes widened. And so did the rest of his strong colleagues.

The bullet that was suppose to hit them hit the floor, transforming soon into a deadly acid.

And only one person.could transform his bullets into anything.

"What the hell?" Phinks yelled in annoyance.

Feitan laughed.

Zushi's eyes widened. And so did his remaining students.

Jin had tried to shoot them. It was as simple as that.

"The fvck." Nobunaga cursed.

"If you're trying to kill someone, at least do it right!" The phantom troupe members complained at the display of such a weak attempt in killing.

But they weren't yelling at Jin. They were yelling at the direction Kira had looked at before ducking.

There was another visitor. And it was controlling Jin; this they knew.

They only knew one person who has a grudge among them.

"Vera." Killua yawned.