Wish Of A Shooting Star

9

" I look forward to seeing you again. " 

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It was now the third day of the week. There was a total of 4 days left, which was quite a stretch of time. It wasn't enough for (Y/n) to find the target that she had, however. She might even need a couple of weeks to actually find this woman, since she was supposedly so hard to find. Killua even said so himself that the woman hides in the shadows, and frankly (Y/n) was not really good with scavenger hunts. Sure they may be fun but since there's a time limit, maybe things aren't so forgiving.

The girl packs her things before she heads off to journey in the forest, leaving her friend behind. A smile comes from her as she looks at the number of badges that she has so far. She has two, one from the man she had killed, and the other was her own badge.

Ah..the man.

Talking to someone about it helped her a bunch. The event was now a mere memory. It no longer bothered her, but the guilt was still there, somewhere. She can't forget about it though, but now she's fully prepared to face it.

At least in the later times she defends herself, deaths of those who try to fight her are probably not going to hurt her as much.

A hum comes from (Y/n) as she puts on her backpack, the same old smile was planted on her face. Her (e/c) eyes look to bright auburn ones, finding them curious.

"Are you leaving now?" Gon asked, reeling in his fishing rod.

(Y/n) gave him a nod, "I have to. I've got four days left to find my target and finding her isn't really going to be easy you know. Besides, I think I'll do just fine. I just..I just needed someone to talk to about it, help figure out how to feel you know."

"Oh..I see. Well! If you're on your way, take this extra fish I cooked earlier! You might need it for the trip." Gon put his fishing rod down on the floor and picked up the cooked fish on a stick, handing it over to his friend. The smile on the girl's face grew wider as she looked at the gift. She accepts it eagerly.

"Thank you, Gon," the young woman beamed. With her free hand, she tugs on the strap of her backpack, adjusting it so that the straps weren't awkward on her shoulders. The two teens connected eyes for a moment before the girl had to break away. She can't get too lazy and just stay here all day. She has to keep moving!

"I'll be on my way now, Gon. Thank you for your help yesterday."

"You're welcome! Anytime for a friend," Gon grinned at (Y/n), "Good luck on your trip. I hope you don't get hurt."

"I wish the same for you too."

Smiles and words were exchanged before (Y/n) had to officially part ways with her friend. He can manage just fine. (Y/n) was aware that he wasn't any other teen that she sees on the street. He was actually very bright and smart, it's just on some occasions it takes a while for him to process things. He also has some impressive physical attributes, so he can do just fine. The girl just hopes that she could say the same for herself too.

Well she was only concerned for her mind mostly. Her fighting abilities weren't too shabby, as they were just right.

Taking a couple of steps forward, (Y/n) turns her head to look back at Gon, finding that he was still looking at her walk away. Sending another, and perhaps final wave goodbye, the girl takes off sprinting. Her smaller form disappears behind the countless trees that decorate the forest. The girl was all alone again, but now with a little assurance coming from a friend and the determination to hunt down her target, she feels a little better.

Sprinting returns to regular walking as she takes a breather. (Y/n) doesn't want to stop completely, so she prompted for a slower speed. Her hands hang limp on her side as she leans forward to fight the weight of her backpack. Was it just her or was her backpack getting heavier by the minute?