Meetings-Reunions-Seperation

Greetings my Spectacular readers! It's time again for a new chapter. I fell really ill last week, and just recovered. I hope you are all taking care of yourselves as we navigate through this busy life. With every fibre of my being I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio threw themselves into the rigorous training to open the Testing Gate. Each day, the intensity increased, and they were required to carry heavy weights on their bodies. Despite the grueling challenges, they persevered, fueled by their determination to see Killua.

Sakura admired their dedication and joined in on their training. She effortlessly breezed through most of the trials, inspiring the boys to keep pushing themselves to keep up with her. As they worked together, Sakura realized that their struggles with the training were essential for their growth, and she understood that she couldn't simply carry their burdens for them.

On the tenth morning, Zebro suggested they remove their heavy vests during the training. The boys happily complied, feeling the weight of their burdens lifted. Sakura followed suit, relieved to have the weight off her shoulders.

As they approached the Testing Gate, the boys prepared to make another attempt. Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio positioned themselves, ready to push with all their strength.

"Sakura, come on and get ready to enter," Leorio called to her.

She walked over with a smile, watching them. "Are you sure you can open it this time?"

"With all our training and teamwork, we can do it!" Gon exclaimed confidently.

Kurapika counted down, and on three, Gon pushed forward with determination. The first doors of the Testing Gate slowly opened, and Gon fell inside after they had widened enough to allow entry. Leorio and Kurapika caught their breath, panting softly.

Sakura, Zebro, and Seaquant watched the boys' achievements with pride. Sakura cheered as Gon made it through the gate.

"You guys did it!" she exclaimed, fist-pumping in celebration.

"Just like we said we would!" Leorio grinned, feeling a sense of accomplishment.

Sakura turned her gaze toward Kukuroo Mountain, hidden behind dark clouds. She knew that they were now one step closer to reuniting with Killua.

The group continued their journey, with newfound strength and determination. They felt invigorated and ready to face whatever challenges awaited them on the path to finding Killua.

As they walked forward, Sakura couldn't help but think about the importance of perseverance and growth. She had learned that sometimes, allowing others to face their struggles and challenges was necessary for their personal development. And though she still cared deeply for her friends and wanted to support them, she understood that they had to find their strength They knew that they were now closer than ever to reuniting with Killua and embarking on the next chapter of their adventure.

Sakura looked over at the mountain covered by the dark clouds, 'We'll be there soon Killua.'

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"Follow the path and head for the mountain. The mansion should be somewhere up there." Zebro said to the four friends, their backs to the mountain far out in the distance. 

Although Zebro had been working for the Zoldycks for the last twenty years, he had never been to the main residence of the family. 

"Thank you very much for everything, Zebro-san, Seaquant-san," Gon said, smiling at the two adults in front of him. 

Sakura bowed her head slightly to the two, "Yes thank you. You've really helped us,"

Zebro continued to smile at the youngsters, "You're very welcome. I wish you the best of luck in reaching young master Killua," 

"Mm!" 

As Zebro and Seaquant watched the four friends slowly vanish into the distance of the path leading through the forest, they began discussing their thoughts on whether or not they could reach the mansion. After all, the Testing Gate was only the first obstacle that needed to be overcome and it could only get worse from then on.

Seaquant knew that much from personal experience having dealt with the Zoldyck's employees as an intruder, which had been met with cruel retribution for him and the group he was a part of. An image of unconscious men piled together at the feet of a short silhouette holding a cane. A memory he wouldn't soon forget. 

'One hundred men wiped out by an apprentice butler,'

That was what made it clear to him then, that the people within in these grounds were real monsters. And the only way to defeat a monster was to be one yourself. 

"We should probably inform them about this," said Seaquant, heading to the house to do just that. "Though I'm sure they're already aware," 

He was beginning to feel a bit sorry for those kids, and that was without seeing the real storm that was brewing. 

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The misty pavilion atop the hill provided Kikyo Zoldyck with a secluded space away from the main mansion. She had hoped to find solace there, undisturbed by the prying eyes of her family members. However, the news that reached her through her loyal butler shattered that peace, filling her heart with shock, disbelief, and malice.

"The Testing Gate opened?" Kikyo's voice carried a bittersweet tone, reflecting her mixed emotions.

Her butler nodded solemnly. "Yes, ma'am."

As the head of the Zoldyck family, Kikyo knew that this was a critical moment for her son Killua. She was adamant about keeping him away from any unnecessary influences, especially from so-called friends. Her displeasure with the outcome was evident.

"There has been a development," her butler continued cautiously.

Kikyo's attention sharpened. "What is it?"

"The master has become aware of the intruders' presence. Illumi-sama has provided a thorough report, and as a result, he has given a strict order..."

Kikyo's visor glowed with dotted lights as she absorbed the information her butler shared. The report shed light on her husband's decision regarding the intruders at the Testing Gate. The order that followed was unsettling for a mother like Kikyo, who desired to maintain absolute control over her child's life. The matter at hand threatened to go beyond disciplining Killua; it could potentially eliminate any semblance of his freedom and individuality. It was something she was not ready to face.

"W-What?!" Kikyo's voice pitched higher with emotion. "How could father make such a decision without even consulting me?! He cannot possibly allow this!"

Her breaths came in rapid succession as she struggled to comprehend the situation. Her mind raced, considering the implications of her husband's actions. She could not bear the thought of losing control over her son, especially when he was at such a vulnerable phase in his life. She couldn't let go of him, not now, not ever.

"If they will not listen," she spoke with determination, her resolve hardening, "then I shall have to take matters into my own hands..."

Kikyo knew that her husband's decision was driven by his beliefs and the family's traditions. However, as a mother, her heart called for a different approach. She couldn't let her son be taken away from her. Her love for Killua was fierce and unwavering, and she would fight to protect him from anything that threatened to pull him away from her embrace.

With a newfound determination, Kikyo prepared herself to face the challenging times ahead. She would confront her husband, willing to do whatever it took to safeguard her son's future and ensure that he remained under her watchful eye. 

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Sakura, Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio continued to follow the path through the forest that would hopefully lead them to the mountain, where they would have to begin their search for the mansion. It had already been more than two hours since they started walking, and little had been said. No one knew what to expect, nor did they feel the need to bring up the subject of what they were going to do from here on. They chose to remain vigilant and move silently so as not to attract anything that may be lurking in the forest. After Mike, it was obvious they had to remain cautious. 

After some time, the four came to what appeared would be their next obstacle in this other world of assassins. A young girl with grey eyes and dark purple hair combed in thick bunches, tied in a star-shaped manner, she also wore a plain suit. She held herself like a statue as if part of the structure separating their path to the other side. Another obstacle that they would have to overcome to see Killua. 

"Leave." Her voice was soft but swift with no room for flexibility. "You're trespassing on private property. I cannot allow you to pass without permission."

Gon frowned, "What do we need to get permission? I said I was Killua's friend but they wouldn't put him on." 

"I wouldn't know," she replied blankly, "Because no one has ever received permission," 

The vein on Gon's forehead throbbed with annoyance, glaring back at the unnamed girl, "Then we'll have to trespass!" 

The young girl appeared ready to respond when she glanced beside her, there were nearly no footsteps heard but then they were able to see someone walking up until he was beside her. A tall man also in a suit, with short blonde hair and narrow eyes. 

"Hishita-san," The girl greeted, to which the butler nodded before turning back to the group with an unreadable expression.

Leorio clenched his jaw, "Another one?" 

"Greetings, I am Hishita, a servant of the Zoldyck family." The butler bowed slightly, holding a straight posture. But what he said next caused everyone to grow tense and stand upright. "Sakura Haruno, I have been ordered by my master to escort you to the Zoldyck estate." 

"Eh!?" Kurapika, Leorio, and Sakura exclaimed before realizing they probably shouldn't keep face.

"Really, we're invited to the mansion?" Gon asked. 

"I apologize, but I have only been permitted to escort Miss Haruno to the estate under my master's orders," Hishita replied calmly.

"Wait, why is Sakura the only one being asked to go?" Kurapika asked, frowning. Given where they were it didn't seem likely that they were going to be invited to the main household just like that but one of them was. Something seemed off about it. 

"The master and head of the Zoldyck's Silva-sama wishes to meet with Miss Haruno. A word with his son's companion, to be exact." 

"What?" Sakura gasped, her eyes as wide as saucers. "You're saying Killua's father wants to talk to me?" 

"That is correct, ma'am." 

 "But, my friends, I can't go without them." 

"I was instructed only to bring you." The butler replied curtly. It was clear he wouldn't waver his decision, as it was not actually his to make in the first place. "There would be grave consequences for me disobeying my master's orders in any fashion." 

That was, without doubt, an understandable reason, but still, the group remained unsatisfied with the deal they had been offered. 

"What does he want to talk to me about?" asked Sakura, 

"He did not say, ma'am. But he did tell me to say that this is merely an invitation that you are free to reject should you feel it necessary. It is your decision." 

The last thing that Sakura read told her that Killua's father wasn't even aware of their presence because for whatever reason, his wife did not want him to know but it seemed that word had somehow reached him. It was not a comfort. There was still skepticism, looking at the effort they had to endure just to get through the front gate and she was being offered an escort to meet with one of Killua's parents. And yet despite these obvious warnings, the answer was obvious for one reason. 

They were here to see Killua.

Sakura turned back to her friend's, "Well, what should I do?" 

"What do you want to do?" Leorio asked, "It's not really up to us," 

Sakura shook her head, "No, that's wrong. We came here together, and I don't want to just leave you guys behind-

"But you also want to see Killua as soon as possible," Gon finished for her. He smiled when their eyes met. "It's okay, we'll be right behind you." 

Pink eyebrows curved with uncertainty and worry. This was a taxing predicament for her. Gon wasn't wrong, she did want to see Killua (probably more than he could understand for reasons she couldn't explain) but at the same time, she was hesitant to leave Gon, Leorio, and Kurapika on their own. 

She looked at the two employees of the Zoldyck's, the young girl had made it clear she would not let them pass without permission, and seeing as Sakura was the only one with it, there was little chance she would let her friends through just because she was suddenly an exception. And she still couldn't figure out why.

"Alright," Sakura exhaled softly, looking back to the butler. "I'll go," 

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Nothing was spoken after Sakura left with the butler Hishita. Gon, Leorio, and Kurapika assured her they would follow shortly after, even so, she worried as to how they were going to do that when they couldn't even pass a fence without permission, which hadn't been granted to anyone before her. Despite the vast mountain region, there was little noise in the forest, no birds were chirping nor the scurrying animals through the trees. And she was yet to see any. 

'Perhaps they sense the danger of this place as well,' Sakura mused. Of course, she couldn't say it surprised her too much, what would remain where there was a constant sense of danger in the air? 

Or perhaps that was just her intuition since she crossed that threshold further into the Zoldyck's property. 

Hishita's eyes glanced to the side without him turning fully to the pink-haired girl behind him. He looked up at the mountain that was growing nearer as the hours passed. The Zoldyck mansion was situated at the top. Unfortunately for Sakura, she wouldn't be arriving as thought. While there was nothing exceptional based on the impression that would make her appear as a threat, he had received thorough instruction on the task he was assigned and was told to take extreme caution in doing so. Despite what it entailed, he had no conflicts about carrying out the orders he was given. It was after all a butler's duty. 

"Lure her far from her companions, and make it appear as nothing more than a horrendous accident due to her own indiscretion," Kikyo ordered, her back turned to the butler kneeling before her. Raising her hand, she began knowing at one of her long nails as if dazing through the most disturbing thoughts of her mind. "I will not allow anyone to take Kil away from us. He does not need her, not now nor in the future. And I shall not entertain the thought; not at this time!" 

Nothing more was said. Nothing needed to be said as Hishita was dispatched fully aware of his task. The demand was in actual fact a simple one and one that he was familiar with but rarely practiced due to the stature of the premises itself which was already a difficult barrier to overcome. He had succeeded in the first part of his task and had been careful to lead her on the path away from the mansion but closer to the mountain so that she would continue to edge on with a sense of security. 

 For several minutes this continued, the forest growing thicker. Nearing the location where Sakura was to be disposed of until Hishita felt the girl's presence grow more distant and realize that she must have stopped. While she might not realize this herself, Sakura walked like a phantom at times, and then at other there was a slight rustle on the ground. She knew the technique Silent Gate and must have put into practice a lot to be able to execute it on a subconscious level.

Indeed she had stopped, her head down with her bangs covering her eyes, her one arm hanging limply at her side, while the other of course curved due to the sling and cast, covering her entire hand. 

"Is there something wrong Miss Haruno?" Hishita asked, turning around fully to step towards her. "Are your injuries bothering you? We may take a rest if you require-

"I was just wondering something," Sakura softly spoke, "Where exactly is the Zoldyck mansion located?" 

"Near the center of the mountain, but it is not so easy to get to if you are not invited," Hishita told her

"Of course, there are probably traps set for intruders correct?"

Hishita gave a curt nod in response. 

"So how much longer before we reach it?" 

"Well it shouldn't be too long from now," Hishita assured, barely batting an eye. "We are following the right path," 

With a small scoff, Skaura's lips curved to a smirk, her shoulders shook for a moment. "That's interesting because look at this," Sakura stomped her feet on the ground, her shoes sinking into the soft soil. "I happen to know for a fact that loose soil, often means that this is land that hasn't been treaded on….This can only lead me to conclude you are not leading me to the Zoldyck mansion. And the reason for that is because you were never ordered to." 

Hishita did not speak, his eyes narrowed when the kunoichi lifted her head to give him a determined glare, "I already have an idea as to what you're true intentions are, but I want to hear it before anything progresses. My goal to see Killua has not changed and I will not let an inconvenience like this stop me. What were your real orders?"

Hishita closed his eyes for a moment, "That I'm afraid that is confidential Miss Haruno," 

"Then I'll take my leave," Sakura said turning on her heel, "Tell your master I apologize, but I will not be accepting his invitation to meet with me if there ever was one."

In an instant blur, faster than Hanzo perhaps, Hishita vanished in front of Sakura only to reappear behind her barely a second later, a small blade in hand struck her between her shoulder blades to get her heart from behind. A quick and precise blow is not easily dealt without experience. 

Hishita saw the blade pierce her skin, he felt it, and he saw a bit of red forming from behind. But that was all gone in a second, within a puff of smoke where a log then took the place of the girl's form. 

And for the first time since their encounter, Hishita's passive expression changed to confusion and shock. It was the moment he let his guard down and it was that moment that Sakura chose to strike back. With barely a sound, her presence concealed, she came up behind him as he was still reveling in the confusion of her replacement jutsu, she landed a powerful blow to his back, worried if she went for his face that the milliseconds may be too much time for him to recover. The force of her punch sent him flying into and through a few of the tree's before he finally stopped. All Sakura had to do to locate him again was to follow the path of destruction. 

She hadn't been anticipating a direct attack, on the other hand, the uncertainty of what was to come had led her to activate this jutsu to protect herself.

'So much for paranoia. I was right not to let my guard down,' Sakura clenched her fist, she had placed a bit more power to that punch than she necessarily needed. 

She found the butler lying on the ground, the soil shifted to show he had glided across the ground and was now already starting to bring himself up. But with an obvious effort that made Sakura's pride inflate ever so slightly.

"From your actions, I've realized your real intentions were to lure me away from my friends and then kill me." Sakura stated, drawing her kunai at his neck and when Hishita met her eyes she spoke again, "And it's obvious this order was meant for me alone, otherwise I would not have been the only one drawn out like this."

Something was still tugging at the back of Sakura's mind about this whole dilemma. She was no different from her friends in this case who were trying to reach Killua, so why had she been the only one targeted? The only real difference to factor in was she could have made it through the Testing Gate on the first day. Other than that, nothing stood out to her that she could factor in. On the other hand, she could take comfort that the others weren't being targeted for assassination. 

At least she hoped. 

"Why go through all this effort just to kill me though?" Sakura asked, both herself and Hishita. Her tone was void of any discord against the man.

He was clearly following orders and she knew already all too well what that entailed. It was not a personal matter and thus shouldn't be taken as such. The only thing that really irritated her about this was she had begun to get her hopes up, drawing on the belief she would be able to see Killua again only to be caught in this trap. 

"As you said, those were my orders," Hishita stated his voice void. 

Sakura opened her mouth ready to give a reply, but another presence made itself known, and with it came an alertness that had Sakura turning away from her first opponent to the large silhouette in the distance.

"Yes, those were your orders, Hishita." 

Said butler froze in place, glancing to where Sakura had directed her vision, in the shadows created by a grove of trees a silhouette appeared before stepping into the light. A tall and husky woman likely passed her fifties based on her pale wrinkled skin and grey hair tied in pigtails. She wore a black formal suit like the other butler's; as well as a monocle on her right eye.

"Although escorting the girl to the mansion was an order given by Silva-sama for me to fulfill." Sakura gasped softly, looking at the older woman. So there was an order to bring her to the mansion?

"And you attempted to disrupt that,"

"Tsubone-sa-

The woman held up her hand, "There's no need for explanation. I'm aware of whose orders those were under and so is the master. Therefore you will not endure any retribution, however, I suggest you pick yourself up and return to the butler's quarters. As of now, those orders have been overruled by Silva-sama," 

"Yes, ma'am," Sakura watched Hishita force himself up before he started to limp away when she interrupted.

"Hold on," Sakura came to stand in front of Hishita, barely placing her hands on the butler before she began healing him. Her chakra glowed a slight tinge of green before stopping. "There that should make it a little easier to walk back," 

Hishita appeared puzzled by Sakura's behavior, he had after all just tried to kill her. 

"Well goodbye now," Sakura watched as Hishita disappeared into the forest. 

"Sakura Haruno yes?" 

The kunoichi looked back at the butler, nodding her head. "Yes, ma'am." 

"I am Tsubone; Silva-sama has ordered me to escort you directly to the Zoldyck's residence and ensure that no harm comes to you prior," said the woman, her hand laid across her chest. 

Sakura swallowed heavily, one look at this woman and her instincts told her not to become lax nor behave informally. There was no signal of hostility or anything that should put her on edge in this new butler's presence, but needless to say, she was intimidated.

"Um…." Sakura took a careful step back, "I'm not so certain that I should-

"It is not a choice Miss Haruno, my orders came directly from Silva-sama and they were to bring you to the estate without fail," Tsubone spoke firmly, lifting her head and a chill ran down Sakura's spine when she met the women's eyes. "Hishita may have misinterpreted the message when he relayed it as a trap to bring you here. See those were the orders he was given by Kikyo-sama, the mistress of the Zoldycks household."

Sakura's eyes widened slightly, "K-Killua's mother, why-

"However they are in no correlation to Silva-sama's orders. He wishes to meet with Killua-chan's friend," Tsubone interrupted, "You should know, I have been under the Zoldyck's employment for many years, and I am yet to fail a direct order from my employers. Therefore I urge you to follow, allowing me to direct you to the mansion. Or I shall use other methods that will bring us to the same conclusion." 

A bead of sweat ran down Sakura's face as she gave a nervous grin, "Then please lead the way," 

So there were some intimidating people behind these walls. If this was what the impression the butlers had to offer, Sakura wondered what the other Zoldycks were like.

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"Um, Tsubone-san?" Sakura hesitantly addressed the butler as they continued their brisk pace through the forest. The atmosphere around them had changed, and Sakura couldn't help but feel a chilling presence enveloping her. Tsubone reassured her that they were almost at the entrance to the Zoldyck estate.

Before Sakura could inquire further, Tsubone interrupted, explaining that Kikyo-sama had ordered one of the butlers to deal with her alone. The reason wasn't clear, but it seemed Kikyo was deeply attached to Killua and perceived Sakura as a threat to his development as an assassin. Illumi's report about Sakura's visit might have triggered this decision.

Sakura acknowledged the gravity of Zoldyck's dedication to the art of assassination, realizing that it was deeply ingrained in their way of life. Tsubone revealed her fondness for Killua and belief in his potential as an assassin. Despite her personal feelings, she made it clear that she followed orders without question, sparing Sakura's life solely due to the directive she received.

The group arrived at their destination, and Sakura saw a grand structure looming ahead through the mist. It was nothing short of a palace, with its inviting symmetry and luxurious features. Despite its beauty, Sakura couldn't shake the ominous feeling that permeated the air. The mansion's large mahogany doors, adorned with dragon carvings, beckoned her forward, but her unease remained.

As Sakura entered the mansion, she couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the opulence surrounding her. Her nerves were on edge, and she found it difficult to appreciate the expensive ornaments and lavish furniture that adorned the interior.

However, one thing caught her attention as Tsubone opened the double doors leading further into the mansion – the lack of light. The hallways were dimly lit, and the once-imposing exterior now seemed to extend its unsettling atmosphere to the interior.

Tsubone led Sakura down the smooth-tiled hallways, navigating through the shadows with an assured stride. The silence was heavy, and Sakura couldn't help but wonder what awaited her at the end of this eerie journey.

Finally, they reached a door, and Tsubone gestured for Sakura to enter. The room was illuminated only by the moonlight seeping through the cracks of the heavy curtains. At the center of the room stood a figure, their face obscured by shadows.

Sakura took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She couldn't help but feel like she was stepping into the heart of a labyrinth, where every turn held untold mysteries. But she steeled herself, reminding herself of the reason she had come all this way – to see Killua.

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Remaining silent as she and Tsubone walked through the labyrinthine corridors of the mansion, Sakura pondered her uncertain path. The twists and turns reminded her of one of Orochimaru's hidden hideouts, each corner holding a potential secret or danger. It was no surprise that finding Killua's whereabouts here would prove challenging.

After navigating several turns, they stopped before a grand double door. With a push from Tsubone, the door swung open, revealing a spacious room illuminated by an eerie blue light. Skulls lined the ceiling, casting an unsettling shadow over the scene. A massive hound reminiscent of Mike lay dozing in the corner, but Sakura's attention was drawn to the figure seated calmly on a couch behind a solitary chair.

The man had a commanding presence, his long silver-blonde hair cascading down his muscular frame. Despite the intimidating aura, Sakura was captivated by one feature that connected him to Killua – his deep blue, cat-like eyes. Those eyes, while narrow and harboring a certain darkness, seemed to hold an uncanny resemblance to Killua's.

Silva Zoldyck, Killua's father.

If Hisoka's presence had made Sakura's heart race erratically, Silva's gaze could shatter the very ribcage protecting it. His voice rumbled deeper than a normal man's, holding a hint of intimidation. But despite this, there was a calmness that resonated from him, soothing the frantic rhythm of her heart.

"Sakura Haruno, correct?" Silva's words broke the silence, his gaze piercing yet not malicious.

"Yes, Zoldyck-san," Sakura replied, her voice steady.

Silva gestured to a seat in front of the couch, and Sakura took a cautious step forward, settling into the chair. Despite her attempts to relax, her posture remained rigid, betraying her unease.

"You needn't worry. I have called you here to get to know you," Silva stated, his tone surprisingly calm.

Sakura's hands rested in her lap, and she seized the opportunity to ask, "Why did you want to meet me?"

"To understand you better," Silva answered simply.

Sakura's brows furrowed with curiosity. "Understand me? May I ask why?"

Silva's eyes sparkled with a hint of amusement. "Is it so strange for a father to want to know more about his son's first friend?"

Sakura's expression conveyed her bewilderment, prompting a ghost of a smile from Silva. "Our family dynamics may seem unconventional to outsiders. We do not involve ourselves in matters we deem irrelevant to our individual pursuits."

The cryptic phrasing didn't deter Sakura. She understood the message beneath the words. "I see."

Silva continued to scrutinize Sakura, his gaze unwavering. He had his own motives for this meeting. After receiving information from Illumi about Sakura's extraordinary strength and her connection to Killua, Silva was intrigued. He decided to find out if she held any significance that could benefit or hinder his son.

During a private conversation with Illumi, Silva learned about Sakura's unique power and her potential as an addition to their world. He was particularly interested in her physical strength, even without Nen, and her possible mental fortitude. Illumi's description of her as someone on par with Killua's potential had raised Silva's curiosity.

"Tell me, were you aware of Killua's identity when you met him?" Silva inquired, his voice carrying an undercurrent of intrigue.

Sakura's response was candid. "Yes, he told me he was an assassin."

"And you didn't doubt him?" 

Sakura shook her head, her determination was evident. "No, I trusted him."

Silva's arms crossed over his chest as he continued their conversation. "You understand what it means to be associated with an assassin, correct? Yet, you chose to befriend him, despite the dangers that come with it."

Sakura remained composed, despite the tension in the air. She was no stranger to dangerous paths and relationships. "Yes, I understand. But I saw more than just his profession."

Silva's gaze bore into her, his assessment thorough. "Your actions contradict the very essence of an assassin. We mold our children to embrace this life without hesitation or remorse. Giving a child power without conditioning can be as dangerous as giving an adult a weapon."

Sakura met Silva's gaze steadily. "I believe in Killua's potential for good. His heart is strong, and he deserves a chance to choose his path."

Silva's eyes held a hint of intrigue, but also a glint of something else – a sense of testing, as if he was gauging Sakura's sincerity and resolve. Their conversation had only just begun, and Sakura knew that the true intentions behind this meeting were far from being unveiled.

"You and your friends walked into one of the most dangerous places in the world so that you could meet with someone you barely know for less than a month as if you're under some rescue operation. Yet I can't help but wonder if you've forgotten or simply refuse to believe that this is where Killua belongs. Why risk your lives on the premises of that?" 

As Silva kept silent it was obvious he was waiting for Sakura to give her input but was willing to allow her to collect her thoughts. He was impressed when it only took her under ten seconds to do that. 

"Listen well because I am only saying this once. There is no need for you to detail this lifestyle, I understand it better than you realize." Sakura's expression became hard as stone, "But I am Killua's friend. And when someone becomes my friend, that entails I will look out for them, protect them, and always be on their side regardless of where they stand. The only thing I have not been able to stomach in my coming here is that Killua came back to this place this 'world'. When he told me the reason he left was because he did not want his life mapped out for him by you and your family. So, I want to see him for myself to know if he has changed his mind or if he was forced to return." 

Silva's eyes narrowed and the room suddenly felt like it had grown colder, so much that Sakura began to tremble. "And what would you do if he was forced?" 

Sakura's fingers dug into the material of her glove, "I will take him back," 

"You will bring him back?" Silva gave a slight scoff and Sakura's jaw clenched so tight, it was as if it was sealed shut. 

"You can't defeat me, yet you're still willing to stand up for Killua when it's your life that's in danger and not his?" 

Sakura then found her voice, raising it in an attempt to compete with Silva's however futile "I'm not just going to give up on Killua because the situation isn't ideal. One thing that you must understand about me is that I do not give up. I will never give up, not when it comes to the people I care about. I don't want to change Killua or force him into the light, I just can't watch him have that choice taken away. It doesn't matter what someone is born as, but what they become."

"Some people aren't meant to stand in the light," 

Standing up from her seat with a firm eye, Sakura spoke, "How about letting those 'people' decide for themselves what they want for once instead of mapping out their lives based only on what they can do instead of what they want?" 

"Have you failed to save someone before? Is that why you are trying so hard? Catalyzing that failure in what you hope will be a success?" Silva asked and there was but a single twitch from Sakura that made the curtain fall, revealing the hidden truth, but even so, she did not allow herself to lose face or at that moment fall back onto her past.

"I have not failed anyone because I have not surrendered to anything."

The room grew colder, as Silva stood from his seat and began striding towards Sakura but she could hardly make out the man anymore, it was as if a shadow had cast itself over him, making a monster appear with slit red eyes. The bloodlust was so suffocating it seemed as though it had been fabricated right before her. But as a hand extended towards her head, Sakura remained unmoving, not because she was paralyzed with fear, but because her determination and stubbornness kept her rooted. 

Though her eyes wanted desperately to close, so that they would not witness the outcome, they ended up widening as far as they could when the hand encased her head and began to give soft strokes. 

 "Indeed, you are strong." 

Her demeanor switched just as quickly as Silva's, and Sakura's hard voice turned into a soft squeak, "Eh?" 

Chuckling, Silva removed his hand and looked to the door, "Tsubone," 

The door opened five seconds later, said the butler standing there bowing her head with an arm across her chest. "You called Silva-sama," 

"Take Miss Haruno to the lounge," 

"Understood," 

Sakura frowned, looking back at Silva, "What- 

"After that tell my father to get Killua. I wish to have a word with him," 

"Yes Silva-sama," Tsubone said respectfully. Then turning to Sakura she gestured for the girl to exit. 

When Silva noticed her hesitance, he said, "I'll tell Killua you're here myself, so if you don't mind waiting," 

Sakura shook her head, "Not at all," 

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There was a reason to doubt of course. With all the uncertainty and what had followed before, Sakura had plenty to make her skeptical of Silva's word to allow her to see Killua. However, she didn't fight. Her gut told her that Silva was intent on keeping his word even if he had not sworn it.

So she allowed Tsubone to take her to the lounge, which wasn't too far off from the room where she had gone to meet Silva. The room was brightly lit with paper lamps, the walls were painted red, and the furniture was finely polished wood with various carvings, including a velvet couch. 

When the door closed, Sakura quietly settled on one of the couches leaning her head back, she closed her eyes. 

'Hope Gon, Leorio, and Kurapika are doing alright.'

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"Killua."

The voice reached him through the haze of unconsciousness. It called his name, gentle yet persistent. A lifeline was thrown into the abyss.

"Killua."

Again, the voice resonated, twice as vividly. Two voices, two echoes in the void. He was aware of his surroundings – the rustling of leaves, the sway of trees, the golden light that bathed everything. Yet, he felt disconnected, as if his senses were mere spectators to a reality that lay just beyond his reach.

Everything was bright, almost blinding. It was like staring at the sun without being able to shield his eyes. He wanted to turn away, to find a refuge in the shadows, but his attention was captured by two silhouettes in the distance. They stood side by side, a taller figure and a petite one. Their presence was soothing, their laughter a melody in the air.

"We're friends, right?"

He stretched out his hand, reaching toward the figures that seemed to shimmer in the radiant light. The warmth that had eluded him moments ago now enveloped him, and the brightness no longer felt harsh.

His realization was on the tip of his tongue when a searing pain struck his cheek. Darkness descended once more, extinguishing the fleeting warmth. A harsh command cut through the void.

"Wake up!"

Killua's eyes snapped open, the vivid dreamscape crumbling as reality seeped in. He was back in the familiar confines of his home, in the chilling torture chamber. His gaze met the stern visage of his brother, Milluki. Pain etched his face, but it was nothing more than a mild discomfort to Killua. Lashes marked his skin, evidence of his ordeal, but he bore them with a casual nonchalance.

"Morning, bro," Killua greeted casually, pushing aside his physical discomfort. "What time is it?"

A visible vein pulsed on Milluki's forehead, his frustration was palpable. He raised the whip once more, striking Killua's face. "Don't play games, Killua!"

Killua's smirk remained intact, blood staining his lips. "Come on, I've already apologized for stabbing you. My bad, alright?"

Milluki's anger flared anew, and he lashed out again. "You're lying!"

Killua's smirk only grew wider. "You can tell, huh?"

Milluki's cell phone rang, interrupting his rising fury. He answered the call with surprising composure. It was their mother. Killua observed as his brother's demeanor shifted when speaking with their mother. Milluki's voice held an affectionate tone reserved only for her and Kalluto. Killua had never been close to their mother; her doting nature had always grated on him.

Milluki turned back to Killua, his grin a malicious curve. "Your friends are near the butler's office, Killua. What do you say? Shall I ask Mama if they can join our little game?"

Killua's eyes flickered, a dangerous spark igniting in their depths. "Milluki, touch them, and I'll kill you."

It was a chilling promise, not a mere threat. Milluki took a step back, caught off guard by the sudden shift in Killua's demeanor. But he quickly regained his composure, his intentions clear.

"Oh, and Kil," Milluki's tone grew more sinister, "I've heard that Mama is interested in taking care of one of your friends."

A wave of unease crashed over Killua. "What?"

Milluki's grin stretched wider. "Rumor has it that one of your precious friends is a girl. You know how Mama can be..."

"Milluki," Killua growled, his voice dripping with a potent mixture of anger. 

The resounding crash of chains interrupted their exchange, the echoing sound filling the chamber. Killua's form blurred as he moved, a single chain now keeping his feet from touching the ground. His eyes, once wide and innocent, had transformed into deadly slits, a malevolent smile playing on his lips.

"I just told you….If you so much as lay a finger on them, I won't hesitate to end you," Killua hissed, his words dripping with a lethal promise.

Before Milluki could retort, the door swung open, revealing a figure they both recognized all too well. An old man with stern eyes and white hair, dressed in a garb that bore the emblem of "A Kill a Day." Zeno Zoldyck, the former head of the Zoldyck family, and Killua and Milluki's grandfather.

"That's enough, Mil," Zeno's voice cut through the tension like a blade. He entered the chamber, his hands clasped behind his back. "Kil, you can leave now."

Killua's gaze remained unyielding, his ire still palpable. "Grandpa, did Mom plan to kill one of my friends? Was it Sakura?"

Zeno's gaze met Killua's, unwavering. "Yes, she did."

Killua's rage simmered beneath the surface, his fists clenched. "Tell me, Grandpa. Are they alright?"

Zeno's expression remained stoic, his voice firm. "None of your friends have been harmed, Kil. You can inquire about the details from your father. He's called for you."

In an instant, Killua shattered the chains that had bound him for days, his determination burning fiercely. Without a word, he turned to leave, his destination clear in his mind – to meet his father and uncover the truth.

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Killua's heart raced as he sprinted through the hallways, his footsteps echoing the urgency in his mind. His destination was already set, a singular thought propelling him forward. He had come to understand that his family's dynamics differed vastly from those of ordinary families. But to hear from his father that he had spoken to one of his friends and that they awaited him in the lounge, after his mother attempted to have them assassinated – well, it left Killua's head spinning by the time the explanation concluded.

Silva's summons led to a conversation that veered into uncharted territory for the Zoldyck family. For the first time, Killua's father desired a genuine father-son discourse. Assurance was given that none of his friends were in danger within these walls.

Killua recounted the Hunter Exam in detail, narrating the phases and their experiences within each. He spoke of Sakura and Gon, their partnership, trials, and tribulations. He described Gon's single-minded determination and Sakura's remarkable strength.

Then came a question that nearly rendered Killua speechless.

"Kil," Silva's voice drew his attention. "Do you wish to see your friends?"

Killua's gaze remained forward, distant as if he were grappling with an internal struggle. Silva's insistence coaxed the truth from him. Silva began to speak about their family's upbringing, the way Killua's father was raised, and the methods he employed to raise his own children. It was a revelation that Killua and Silva were different, unique in their individuality.

"You and I are different," Silva affirmed, his hand settling atop Killua's head, nearly engulfing it. "You are my son, but you are your person. Live life on your terms. If you ever tire, know that you can always return home."

Killua's thumb traced the small indentation where the skin bore the mark of a promise made by blood. A promise to his father – that he would never betray his friends.

Thus, he was unshackled, and liberated from his family's expectations.

The journey that followed brought Killua to the lounge, his heart pounding with anticipation. As his pace slowed to a halt, his hand reached for the door handle, memories of his recent betrayal threatening to halt his progress. But a vow echoed in his mind, a vow he had sworn to himself.

'I'll never betray them.'

With that resolve, he pushed open the door, ready to face his friend.

"Sakura?"

"Killua!"

The collision resulted in chaos as a chair toppled, debris scattered, and Killua tried to regain his equilibrium. Amid the turmoil, he found himself staring at the girl who had unwittingly unleashed her assault. Emerald eyes blinked, wide and innocent, as her initial shock transformed into a bright smile.

He extracted himself from the wreckage, his form somewhat disheveled. "Okay, seriously, what the hell?"

Sakura's concern turned to guilt as she rushed forward, her apology swift and sincere. Killua offered a deadpan grin in response. "On the bright side, I don't have to decide whether I want to hug you or slap you anymore."

Killua retorted with a glare, his irritation apparent. "Really? Because I'm still in the middle of that debate."

But Killua's words abruptly ceased as Sakura's arms enveloped him in a warm embrace. His arms hung slack at his sides, his astonishment blending with the familiarity of the gesture.

Her trembling form against his chest, the wetness of her tears seeping through his clothes – it was all foreign, yet it felt right. He patted her head awkwardly, his discomfort palpable. "Hey, why are you crying, idiot?"

Sakura's voice emerged through soft sobs, her voice wavering. "I'm glad... so glad you're alright. We missed you."

Killua heaved a sigh, his pulse steadying. "Yeah, yeah, thanks, I guess."

Her emotions shifted the laughter that intermingled with her tears forming a tapestry of relief and joy. The room, once fraught with tension and uncertainty, transformed into a haven of shared emotions.

"By the way, what happened to your hair?"

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As Killua and Sakura prepared to leave the sprawling Zoldyck mansion, they seized the opportunity to exchange details about their separate meetings with Silva. Killua admitted to his surprise at Sakura's unexpected appearance within the mansion's walls. He certainly hadn't anticipated his father summoning her for a meeting. Sakura, too, confessed that the circumstances remained somewhat puzzling to her, but she had no regrets about the decision to meet him.

Killua was in a hurry to depart, their next destination calling them – a rendezvous with Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio at the butler's quarters. Killua quickly gathered his belongings, a sense of urgency propelling his movements, as they set off to navigate the familiar hallways once more.

"Are you sure you're not in any pain?" Sakura inquired for the third time, a hint of concern coloring her voice.

Their steps echoed through the corridor as they walked side by side. Killua had experienced his fair share of wounds and injuries, including his recent ordeal with torture inflicted upon him. But after Sakura's diligent healing, the evidence of those wounds had faded. Still, she couldn't help but worry about his well-being. During their earlier encounter, she had treated his injuries, her eyes misting over at the sight of his whip-marked skin. He had playfully pinched her cheeks, stretching them into a smile in a playful attempt to ease her concern.

"I told you, I'm fine. You healed me completely," Killua reassured her, a hint of exasperation tinging his tone. "Those wounds are hardly worth worrying about."

"Maybe to you," Sakura retorted, her lips curving into a slight pout as she crossed her arms over her chest. Their steps carried them toward the end of the maze-like hallway, anticipation growing as they neared their destination.

Yet, before they could proceed, Killua abruptly halted Sakura's advance with a gentle tug of his arm. Her gaze followed his, falling upon the opened doors ahead. It was there that Sakura beheld the figures that stood within the threshold – Killua's mother, Kikyo, and another of his siblings, Kalluto. A cold chill seemed to descend upon the hallway, and Sakura's heart skipped a beat.

"Kil, what's going on?" Kikyo's voice carried a mixture of confusion and concern, but there was something unsettling underlying her words.

Killua's response was direct and devoid of warmth. "I'm leaving."

The air itself seemed to grow frigid as tension tightened its grip. Kikyo's gaze turned to Sakura, her scrutiny unsettling. It was as if the very presence of Killua's friend was a source of unease for her.

"But you can't leave, and with her of all people?" Kikyo's voice wavered, anxiety and disbelief mingling within her words.

Sakura's jaw tensed, her emotions held in check. While she was tempted to unleash her usual retort to those who crossed her, she remained mindful that this was Killua's mother. Yet, the memory of Killua's aggression toward his mother lingered, reminding her that their familial ties were far from conventional.

Then again, he did stab her, a cynical fragment of her thoughts reminded her, highlighting the complexity of their relationship.

Her inner deliberation was interrupted as Killua's fingers curled around her hand, his grip firm. His once warm eyes now gleamed with a chilling intensity, icy and unyielding, revealing a shadow within him.

"She's my friend, and we're leaving," Killua's voice was an embodiment of resolve, each word dripping with an unspoken warning. He stared at his mother, his gaze hardening further, the darkness in his eyes unfathomable. "And if you ever try to hurt her again, I will kill you."

Sakura stood beside him. As he led her past his mother and sibling and out through the doors, neither of them glanced back. Their shared path extended forward, leaving behind the unsettling encounter.

What remained hidden from the pair was the subsequent conversation between Kikyo and her husband, Silva. Her distrust of Killua's chosen path and the company he intended to keep fueled her apprehension. Little did Killua and Sakura know of the considerations Silva weighed during this brief period of Killua's absence from home – a time that could potentially shape their futures upon his return.

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"Does everyone here have such a great glare game?" 

Killua smirked, "Most do," 

"Explains where you get yours," 

"Yeah, but for a crybaby, you can be scary when you want to right?"

Sakura's vein throbbed on her forehead, "What?" 

"Come on I can't be the first person to say it,"

"That because anyone else I'd punch unconscious," Sakura deadpanned albeit chuckling. She and Killua were enjoying each other's banter while they headed to the butler's quarters where the rest of their friends were supposed to be waiting. 

During their journey, Sakura learned a bit more about the types of employees Killua's family had here. A few of them originate from Meteor City city that's been erased from this world. When Sakura brought up the young girl they ran into on earlier on their way to the mansion, Killua told her that she was Canary, an apprentice butler.

"Are you two friends?" 

Killua frowned, "No. She said she couldn't be because of our different stations, which is so stupid. You and Gon are my first friends," 

"Don't forget Kurapika and Leorio too," Sakura pointed, smiling brightly. 

"Oh yeah, they're here too," Killua said absentmindedly until something caught his eye in the distance. The light of the butler's quarters through the grove of trees. When he started running with an explanation, Sakura just thought to follow until they came into a clearing. 

Although this was called the butler's quarters and it couldn't compare in extravagance to the Zoldyck mansion, the structure on its own was a magnificent and similar design. Killua went to the front doors and opened them without delay, urging Sakura to move quickly. His excitement showing.

"Killua, I know you're looking forward to seeing Gon but take it down a notch," Sakura called as she ran after him. Again in haste and distraction, Sakura was barely able to glimpse and admire the interior of the place. Trimmed with breathtaking décor. Although something was off-putting about this. 

The silence. 

"Hey, if this is the butler's quarters then where are they?" 

"I don't know," Killua admitted. It usually wasn't ever this quiet around here. "Let's check upstairs. We should find Gotoh, he'll know what's going on." 

Sakura frowned, "Gotoh?" 

"He's the head butler here," Killua explained as they walked up the staircase leading to the second floor. "He usually knows everything going on around here," 

"Is he as intimidating as that other butler your dad sent for? Tsubone?" 

Killua's expression changed instantly, surprising Sakura when she thought she saw him shiver, "No way,"

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After a few minutes of following Killua's steps, it was clear to Sakura just how familiar he was with the place; due to that, their search wasn't as long as she expected. The silence of the house had aided them in hearing the distant and repeated sounds of claps. Following that led them to a double door, the source of the noise strong. They pushed open the door and entered a sitting room. Several butlers stood, including Canary and Hishita. Their eyes, however, were fixed on the back of three familiar heads, which quickly turned to reveal their friends.

Gon was immediately out of his seat, a broad smile on his face, "Killua! Sakura!" 

"Hey Gon, you're here!" Killua exclaimed almost as brightly as his friend, before acknowledging Kurapika and Leorio's presence as well. 

Sakura was already leaning forward on the couch, grabbing Gon's face and inspecting the wounds he had. Most of his injuries already seemed to be treated and bandaged but she still noticed a few visible bruises and scratches that were small enough to sting and remain uncovered. 

"Gon, what happened to you? I was only gone a few hours, how'd you get this injured?" Sakura gently rubbed her thumb against the boy's right cheek, along the bandage but pulled away when he winced. 

"Yeah Gon, your face is wrecked," Killua teased. 

Turning over her shoulder, Sakura gave Killua a pointed look reminding him that he wasn't in any better condition before they came here. 

"Sorry, I was a little forceful trying to get past the fence."

"And are you guys alright? Leorio, Kurapika?" Sakura asked, briefly inspecting the two, but there didn't seem to be any visible damage. 

"We're fine, and we're glad to see you are as well," said Kurapika with a slight smile that was gratefully returned. 

"Well, yeah but that's because I lucked out again," Sakura said sheepishly, giving way to a pending explanation. 

"Master Killua," A tall man, with stern narrow eyes, and sleek black hair walked over to Killua, bowing slightly. 

"Gotoh," Killua frowned, "What were you all doing here?" 

"We were simply participating in a little game," the butler said. "It was nothing more than a poor joke. I apologize for any apprehension," 

Sakura turned to Kurapika, "Something we're missing?" 

"We'll explain on our way back," he assured her. 

Sakura nodded, "I'll do the same," 

'So this is the head butler,' Sakura scrutinized. He still couldn't be seen as intimidating at Tsubone, but he was a close second. Though Sakura didn't think any could tower over Killua's father. 

Killua then chided, "Anyway, let's get out of here. Anywhere is fine. If we stay here my mom will chew all of us out," 

Sakura was quick to raise her hand, "I can vouch for that, let's go," 

"I agree, let's make ourselves scarce before more trouble comes," Kurapika suggested.

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After a brief greeting from the butlers, Gon, Kurapika, Killua, Leorio, and Sakura left the Zoldyck property in high spirits. Sakura and Gon took most of the bus ride back from the mountain to update one another on what happened after they separated, which barely allowed anyone else to get a word in. Sakura told them about going to the mansion to talk with Killua's father (cropping some bits of information that would likely lead to growing curiosity and suspicion) and leaving out the part where she was nearly assassinated by one of the butlers. While Gon told her and Killua about Canary leading them to the butler's quarters after some persuasion on Gon's part which led them to play a game of coin toss.

The way it went was Gotoh would toss a coin in the air, and catch it then they would have to pick which hand it was in. When they reached town again, Killua and Kurapika even explained the trick Gotoh used in the last round that fooled Gon with eyes so sharp he knew the coin had somehow ended up in the hands of the butler behind them when it was seemingly being tossed between Gotoh and some other butlers in front of them. 

That gave Gon a bit of a sour pout but nothing that was easily remedied by a group photo taken of the five to commemorate their reunion. They went to have five copies developed before they were on their way once again. 

And Sakura was smiling at it until they boarded the train. 

By the time they were heading to the airport, Gon had just about finished his story and expressed his relief in being able to get Killua back before his tourist visa expired and that opened the floodgates for a whole other topic. 

"I don't get why you're here on a tourist visa when you passed the hunter exam," Killua said, "You could've used your Hunter's license to stay as long as you want," 

"We already told him that," Leorio sighed, shifting in his seat. 

With his arm resting up against the window, Gon kept a lax expression, "I've already decided. I won't use my license until I've finished what I need to do." 

"What's that?" Killua asked curiously. 

Digging in his side pocket, Gon pulled out the badge he had received from Hisoka during the exam. The badge was a bitter reminder of his humiliation and one that still sparked an ember of that memory every time he looked at it. 

"I'll return the tag when I can punch Hisoka in his face!" Gon exclaimed passionately holding out the tag, "Until I do that I won't use my Hunter's license or return to What Island." 

Killua nodded in understanding, though not agreement, "So where is Hisoka?" 

The sheepish smile that appeared on Gon's face already told his friends that he had no idea where to find Hisoka, though he still felt the need to voice it. "No idea," 

Then Kurapika spoke, "I know where he is, Gon," 

All eyes were now on the Kurta who was evading all of their stares, "You do?" 

"How?" Leorio asked. 

"He told me," Kurapika stated. 

The first thought that came to mind was during the final phase when Kurapika and Hisoka were to fight. Sakura also remembered being told that Hisoka whispered something to Kurapika. However, Kurapika explained that this happened after orientation. But before that, there was something everyone wanted to know.

"What did Hisoka say to you?" Sakura asked, leaning in a little. 

Kurapika looked at them with a powerful glare, not particularly meant to alarm but to inform of the severity. "His exact words were, I have information for you regarding the spider," 

Leorio gasped, "The Phantom Troupe? How?" 

Sakura frowned with confusion, "How could Hisoka know about that though? Did you mention it or something?" 

Kurapika shook his head, "He may have overheard me mentioning it during the First Phase or from another source. The spider if the symbol of the Troupe so anyone who knows of the organization refers to them as such. I was interested in his information,"

It made sense why Kurapika would take the loss. After hearing of Killua's incident, Gon and Sakura had actually placed the other matches in the back of their mind. 

"After orientation, I asked him about it and he said he'd wait in Yorknew city on September 1st."

"That's half a year away," Gon said, "What's happening in Yorknew City?"

Leorio suddenly snapped his fingers, "The world's largest auction!"

"That's right," Kurapika told them, "From September 1rst to the 10th, there will be an auction, unusual goods, rare items, and treasures."

Kurapika went to further explain how this auction attracted a manner of all different types of folk, and not necessarily the seemly kind. And it would make sense that the Troupe may appear when they were a group of bandits. 

"So on that day, Hisoka will be in Yorknew City."

Sakura covered her mouth, holding back her words, deciding if she should voice her question until finally, she relented. "What exactly does Hisoka have to do with the Troupe though?"

Kurapika closed his eyes again, "I have an idea, and I suspect you do as well but I don't want to make any declarations until I can confirm it," 

With the way things were, Sakura decided not to press the subject that Kurapika now seemed eager to close. At least now Gon knew where to find him. 

Sakura looked down at her lap, 'Six months,' 

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"Now then, I shall be departing," 

This was the first thing Kurapika said when they reached the airport but did so with a smile that helped from disheartening. Even so, Sakura couldn't help but ask.

"You're leaving?" 

"Well, we managed to see Killua again, so I'm done here. I'll need money to participate in the auction. So I shall search for a patron to employ me as a Hunter," 

Leorio smiled, turning his head, "I guess I should go home then," 

"You too Leorio?" Gon chided. 

"I haven't given up my dream of becoming a doctor, if I'm accepted to medical school," With a wink, Leorio held up his Hunter license, grinning widely, "This will help pay for the tuition fee," 

Looking at the content smiles on her friend's faces, helped put one on Sakura's as well. "Then, you better study hard, and the next time we meet I'll quiz you." 

"Alright, we'll see in six months," 

Kurapika stared at his four friends, a warmth that he would temporarily have to do without but could definitely survive for a while. "Something to look forward to then," 

Holding out his hand, Kurapika set the base for the pile, joined by Leorio, Gon, Killua, and Sakura.

"Until we meet again….." Sakura trailed and everyone then chided together. 

"On September 1rst in Yorknew City!"

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