007 TrainingXStart

"March 15, 1993 5:13:24.613"

(A.N. Happy Birthday to my lovely wife who was born on March 15, 1989. Marrying you is the best decision I have made in my life.)

Silver woke up early and find himself in the gym. Guess I need to start at one point. Silver started his training to become the Hunter King at this day.

Gotoh's silhouette can be seen in the gym's door silently observing. 30 minutes later he left the gym unable to look further at how amateurish Silver is with the equipment.

'That's not how you use the weights! What are you doing!? You don't fully stretch your legs with that! Use your chest! Your chest!' Those are just some of the things he yelled internally in those minutes.

"March 15, 1993 10:17.24.913"

Killua woke up and went to the lobby only to be shocked by the sight of a 'dying' Silver in one of the sofa covered with ice packs. "What happened to you?" Killua asked worryingly.

"It hurts. It hurts. Oh the pain."

"What hurts?"

"Everything."

"Good Morning master Killua."

"Great, Gotoh you're here. Can you take a look on Silver? He looks like he'll die any moment."

"You should not worry, young master. Mr Silver here was just a little enthusiastic with his training." He grinned as he adjusted his glasses. 'Karma to you in leading our young master astray.'

"Master Killua, your first fight is scheduled later this afternoon. You should prepare yourself."

Killua acknowledged.

"Hey Killua. If you lose all my money, I'll kill you myself." Silver threatened with a smile but not a smile from the sofa.

Killua hearing that shivered. For some reason, his nerves that was trained since he could remember flared up for a miniscule of a second there. 'What was that? I feel like I was beeing stared by death himself. Am I imagining things?'

"1st battle"

"Gentlemen, I want a good clean fight. No weapons allowed and killing is an automatic loss. Obey my command at all times and protect yourself at all times. Good luck to the both you. Fight!" -Referee

"You should go home kid. Leave the fighting to us adults. I don't want to break any of your fragile bones." -Grunt 1.

With no nonsense, killua moved first and run to the other fighter. The grunt chuckled and threw a side kick to the kid. Killua ducked from the kick and found himself in front of the fighter. He then threw a punch to the unprotected stomach. The man buckled from pain and fainted.

"#1234 win by K.O. You can have your next fight in floor 20. Congratulations!" -Referee.

"Yattttaaaaaaa!!!!" A blue-silver haired boy with his blue tops shouted out his lungs from one of the stands scaring those that surrounded him.

Killua waved to the kid in the stands while smiling.

"Back in the gym"

"Can you stop doing that? You're creeping me out since I won the fight."

"10,000. 20,000. 30,000... 200,000. Shut up! You don't know what it feels like for us who lives by the day." Silver continued re-counting his money. "It really is good you look like a weak kid. They had you at great odds. But I bet they will correct it in your next match."

"Hey Mr. Gotoh, can I ask you a favor to open a bank account for me?"

"I'm not your servant, KID." Gotoh said menacingly.

Silver looked at killua with a pleading look.

"Gotoh, please." -Killua.

"Sigh. Very well master Killua."

Silvered showed his tounge out to gotoh's back. ( ;-P

"Now where were we. Right, the spar. If you would, killua. Please teach me how to fight."

Killua nodded and the atmosphere in the gym immediately shifted.

*An iconic music started playing in the background*

"It's the eye of the ____

It's the thrill of the _____

Rising up to the challenge of our ___"

"Your form is incorrect."

"You react too slow."

"Use your weight more."

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"You don't block a fist with your right eye."

"That doesn't mean you should use your left eye either!"

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"Headbutt only works if your head is harder than your foe!"

"Why are you biting me?"

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"Maybe fighting is not for you."

"You should just give up and be a truck driver somewhere."

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This continued for a couple more hours. The day ended with two kids shouting and having a kids fight.

"Kids will be kids." Gotoh smiled.