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"You look so perfect standing there."

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Once everyone had agreed on meeting in Yorknew City on September first, Leorio and Kurapika both parted ways.

You checked your watch and saw that the flight you wanted to board had another two hours before it would take off. Sighing in relief, you would gladly spend your time eating. Knowing you would have to reserve a ticket soon, you pushed the thought out of your mind.

Gon waved his hand at the airship, waving goodbye to both Kurapika and Leorio. "Guess it's just us now. So? What're we gonna do?" He asked, looking at both you and Killua.

"You're seriously asking me that?" Killua shoved his hands in his pockets and stared at Gon. "We have to start training."

"For what?" Gon asked cluelessly.

Even as someone who wouldn't be going with them, you fought back the urge to slap your forehead.

Killuas lips quirked up into a smile, as sarcastic as one could. "Remember what you told us a second ago?" Killua asked, getting close and personal with Gon. "You think you can punch Hisoka in the face without training first?"

He shoved his finger into Gons cheek, already beginning to yell at him. "That would take ten years, forget about six months!"

He stopped and backed away when he saw a lady staring at them. Flashing her an apologetic smile, you looked back at the two boys.

Killua sighed and crouched on the ground, grabbing a stick nearby. "Look, I'll break it down for you," you rested your hands on your knees and stood beside him, watching him draw Hisoka and Hanzo. A small line connected the both of them, "This is Hisoka," he pointed the stick at the portrait, "And this is Hanzo."

"Right," Gon said as you nodded.

"If this is the strength gap between Hisoka and Hanzo," Killua tapped on the line. "The gap between you and Hisoka is," he drawled out the last word, grabbing the stick and dragging it across the dirt. He continued walking, even going across the dirt road. "This wide!" He looked up at the two of you. "And I'm being generous!" He shouted.

Nervously laughing, you looked at Gon, "Makes me wonder where he'd place me." You added a laugh at the end, trying to keep your mood from spoiling.

Gon only frowned more as he watched Killua walk back. Raising a hand and pointing at him, he said, "Okay, and where would you go?"

"Me?" Killua turned back to the line, looking at it. "Well," he marked thr ground with an 'X,' "Probably here." You could feel the smugness radiating off of him.

"Oh, ya? And where would [y/n] go?" Gon asked, his whole face cross.

Why did he have to drag you into this? You just wanted to eat.

"Well, I don't really feel like walking back over there, but to summarize," he grabbed a rock near him and threw it in the same direction he pitted Gon. The stone stopped and rolled a few steps after Gons. "Around there," he told you.

Nodding, you were surprised he placed you so high. To be honest, you expected the rock to be thrown straight to oblivion.

Gon nodded, his earlier agitation wearing off. "So Hanzo's the strongest one?" He asked, looking at the chart. "Wait."

"What is it?" You asked, taking a few steps towards Gon.

"You really are awesome Killua!" Gon said. Killua blushed in embarrassment and looked to the ground.

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