A/N: I don't own Hunter x Hunter or any of the characters. I made up the plot and that is it.
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Heaven's Arena. Why I was there? I didn't know. I thought I had amnesia, because all I could remember was my name, age, and waking up not knowing anything about my current state. My name is Yuko Shinohara. I am 13 years old. I am at this place called Heaven's Arena. I don't know why.
I decided to ask someone. There were these ladies at some desk/office area that looked like an information centre. I said Hello to one of them and her eyes widened and she put a smile on her face.
"Ms.Shinohara! Are you here to register for a fight? the lady said.
" A fight?" I replied, confused.
"Yes, a fight. And I must say, you are very good at fighting. You're the best I've seen for a while, considering your age. The last time I saw someone with about the same skill level as you were these two young boys that arrived last week." she stated.
"Is that so . . ." I trailed off. Maybe if I met these two boys, they could help me regain my memory. I decided to give it a shot. "Where are these boys now?" you asked, hopefully.
"They, are on floor 150, rooms 101 and 102. Their names are Gon Freeccs and Killua Zoldyck," the lady answered.
"Floor 150? What floor am I on?" I questioned.
"You are on floor 150 as well." she told me.
"Oh, wow! That's perfect! Thank you so much for your help!" I yelled while running. I had started planning everything in my head. I would find them, tell them my situation, then ask them to help me. I headed to the elevator and pressed 150. There were 2 other people in the elevator with me. One young boy with a martial arts uniform, and the other, a man at probably his mid 20s with glasses, messy hair, and an untucked shirt.
"Ohaiyou!" the younger one said, "I'm Zushi!"
"Ohaiyou! My name is Yuko," I replied.
"Yuko, what a nice name. Oh, sorry! I forgot to introduce myself! My name is Wing." the man said.
"It's nice to meet you both," I smiled. "Where are you two headed?"
"We're going to Floor 150 to visit two friends," Zushi reported. Two friends? Floor 150? Could it be . . . ?
"I'm sorry to cut into your personal business, but do those friends of yours happen to be Gon Freeccs and Killua Zoldyck?" I asked.
"Why, yes. Why do you ask?" Wing-san questioned.
"Well . . ." I explained everything I could remember, and what I planned to do when I met the two.
"If that's really the case, then it would be rude not to help you get to them. We will bring you to them," Wing-san said.
"Oh, thank you!" I exclaimed. "I would be even more lost without your help!" Soon we had reached Floor 150, and I was led to room 101. Zushi knocked and the door, and we awaited the moment when someone would open it.
I heard the doorknob click and I jumped back at the sudden noise. I put my hands up in a fighting position, ready to defend myself. When a smiling, spiky, black-haired boy and a white-ish silver-haired boy came to the door, I threw my fist without thinking. My hand collided with the white-ish silver-haired boy's cheek and he cursed in pain.
"What the- What was that for?! Who are you anyways?!" he yelled. Oh, crap. I really screwed up, didn't I?
"I-I'm," I stuttered, "I'm sorry. Very sorry." I bowed my head.
"That doesn't answer my question!" the boy poked me in the forehead hard and I stumbled back. I was cornered and he was now leaning over me. "Who are you?!" he demanded.
"Oi, Killua! Don't be so mean!" the spiky-haired boy said.
"Killua . . . ?" I mumbled. Oh, if he's Killua, then, the spiky-haired boy must be Gon. "You must be Gon and Killua. I've been looking for you two. You see, I desperately need your help."
"Help? Us? Why should we help you?! You just punched me in the damn face and you want us to help you?!" Killua exclaimed.
"That was a complete accident! I got startled and I did it without thinking . . . I don't know what came over me. I'm really very sorry. But, I really need your help. Are you willing to forgive me?" I pleaded.
"No w-" Killua started but Gon cut him off.
"Killua, be nice," Gon scolded. Killua sighed.
"Fine," he muttered.
"So," Gon said. "What's your problem?" I explained everything. My amnesia, finding out that they were here, meeting Wing-san and Zushi, everything that had happened today.
"Yuko? Your name is Yuko?" Killua asked. I nodded.
"Well, maybe if you do a fight, you can get some of your memories back, since the lady said you were really good," Gon implied. That was a really good idea.
"Okay then, I'll sign up for a fight! I'm ready!" I yelled with enthusiasm. We all made our way to the desk/office area and signed me up for a fight later that day. My number was 392. I was ready. I was excited. I was hopeful. I wasn't as interested in winning as I was in regaining my memories. Although. winning is always nice. My top priority is getting my memories back. That must be why I'm here.
