I'm not sure how I got myself into this situation, but I'm completely and totally lost.

I'm a ninja. how the Hell do I manage to get lost on a tiny island? easy, I'm in the middle of running North-- from Hisoka. I might've been the first person off the boat, but Hisoka was the second, and he's pretty fast himself. nothing to scoff at, even for a ninja.

while I kept to the trees, he stayed on the ground. I don't know how he's following me, I'm concealing my presence, and he said it himself, I don't have any of that stuff called 'Nen' either. It's a feat he's even in my vicinity. I could always Shunshin across the island if I wanted, but that would most likely alert him of my exact location. although it might not, I'm not willing to take the risk.

Killua was probably still on the boat, it hasn't been that long, but I can already tell we're reaching the end of the island. the trees are thinning and the grass is slowly but surely transitioning into dirt and sand. I can still feel Hisoka's strong presence behind me.

oh man... there's the end of the tree line.

Did Khara ever say we couldn't leave the island? I'm gonna do it anyway, it's the best choice of action to get away from the clown. I powered chakra into my legs and pushed off the last branch before the beach. the extra push covered all of the sandy ground and ten feet of bright, glassy water. adjusting the flow from my feet to match the waters' surface, I stood atop the blue sea and hightailed it West. The clown wouldn't think to look out into the sea, right? Even if he did, he can't walk on water.

Just as I was far enough away from the tree I jumped, a flash of pink jumped through the sparse foliage. Hisoka turned his head side to side with a smirk (a creepy one at that). his eyes didn't quite seem to be focused on anything in particular, and the Killing Intent could be felt from possibly miles away. I turned away from the man and focused on running.

I circled the island until the halfway point, where I crept back onto the sand. with chakra still being continuously pumped into my feet, there were no footprints etched into the sand. it almost felt like I was back in Suna, minus the scorching temperatures, and with an additional ocean. I know I shouldn't be reminiscing now, there is most likely someone out to get me, not including the pedophiliac clown and the Pin Man, but there is no stopping the thoughts that invade my mind. the thought about Suna brought memories of Gaara, and the memories of him brought memories of Naruto. it was a never-ending cycle because Naruto reminded him of his team, and they, his previous team.

All the thoughts swirled, ranging from person to person. all my loved ones who died heroically or not so heroically. the mental image of Sasuke's old scowl blended with the slight smile Kurapika tended to wear around his friends, and Narutos' bright and happy look turned into an icy-eyed Killua. Sakuras' determined green eyes faded to reveal the determined future doctor Leorio will become. I can't help but picture a young Guy and a green-clad Gon standing side by side. they might not be my real family, but they sure as hell are making their way into my heart.

A while later, and half a mile back into the forest, I caught the scent of someone. I jumped back into the trees and concealed myself once again. few seconds pass before a boy with a pink wrap on his head walks below me. his hair is pink, but not Sakura or Hisoka pink, it's more of a salmon color. he has a quiver of arrows on his back and a yellow bandana around his neck. If I remember correctly, his name is Pokkle and he is number fifty-three. he seems content with himself, meaning he probably already has his target's pin. That was fast.

We have to be here for seven days, good thing I have my book! I don't care that I can recite it word for word, I'm going to continue enjoying it for the rest of my life.

Pokkle continued past the tree I have stationed myself in, so I will just have to relax and get comfortable if I'm going to wait to meet with Killua. well, I would get comfortable, except I can't, because there are eyes on me. They aren't harmful and it seems they have no intention of taking my badge, but where the hell is this person, and why are they watching me?

I guess I'll just have to give them a show...

so I sat here for seven hours without moving a muscle. now I know what you're thinking, why the Hell would you do that and how are you not bored? well, one- I like to mess with people. just look at almost all of my past interactions with Guy. And two- as I said, I've memorized the entire Icha Icha series with my Sharingan. I can tell the person is getting impatient; their smell has grown a bit sour.

With a flick of my wrists so fast they blurred, I created a clone and switched myself with it. the person watching me didn't even notice.

Killua here I come!

As long as I don't run into any trouble along the way...