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The boys had been nonstop working, having fights and winning. He fought a guy that was eerily similar to Tompa in the sense that he didn't want anybody to succeed. And he was injured during the fight. He had a great strategy but he didn't do a good job actually applying that strategy.

Wing was angry, I was angry, and Killua was very angry. Wing made Gon stay on bedrest and he wasn't allowed to use any of his Nen. Killua confronted one of the Spinning Top mans two friends and managed to scare him so bad that he fled the arena completely.

The other was free game.

But I wouldn't do anything unfairly, no matter how much I wish I could, it wouldn't be fair to the kids to take care of their problems in an unruly manner. So I signed myself up for a fight with the guy. We are officially on the level of which we can use "weapons", and Chakra/Nen classifies as a weapon in my books.

The spinny top guy (who's name the author will not be looking up and will forever be referred to as The Guy) stood/spun across the platform waiting on the referee to start the match.

"For the first match of today, we have Kakashi Hatake!! With no wins and no losses under his belt here on the 200th floor, Kakashi will be having his first match against Gido(she gave in and looked it up)!! The Spinning Top user with four wins and one loss total!"

The announcement echoed through the crowd and was rewarded with heavy applause. The referee walked between us to explain the rules. Ten hits or a knock out, simple enough.

Once he was back to the side of the platform, the announcer called the match to begin. The Guy (still gonna use this) immediately sent five spinning tops out in front of him. They aimlessly spun around and hit each other in the center, using the momentum from the other tops to spin faster.

I spared a look toward The Guy and rose a brow. They might've been spinning fast enough to hit someone with barely any training, but as a ninja who was trained thoroughly in speed and agility, they wouldn't even get close. I mean, who can actually see my hand signs when I go as fast as I can? Maybe Minato; and even that's a stretch.

Without missing a beat I walked right into the middle of the outrageous weapons. There was a collective gasp from the people in the audience but it went ignored as I side stepped the quick little tops. The Guy still looked confident in himself, a mistake on his part honestly.

Tops came flying from all sides of me, easily dodged but annoying as hell. With a quick fist full of chakra to the ground, the tops disbanded in all directions along with a good portion of the floor on the arena. Luckily there wasn't enough power to rock the building or hurt any of the extremely important structure of the tower.

The Guy had certainly lost his smug look.

Using an advanced technique called killing intent, I stalked closer to the ugly guy. I'm what's probably a last resort, he started to spin around just like the tops. My right arm shot out and grabbed his shoulder, stopping his momentum and giving him whiplash.

The crowd gasps again as I throw my fist into the bastards face. He was knocked unconscious, making me the winner of my very first 200th floor fight.

I didn't even have to use much chakra, only enough to send his spinning tops all across the floor. The people here really don't have a danger radar do they?

Killua was waiting with Wing and Zushi in the hallway outside the arena. Gon was presumably still being punished and wasn't allowed to watch the fight. The three boys pulled me towards the elevator, "There's food in the room!" Killua was exited to eat apparently. Not that I blame him.

Gon was bouncing on his heels when we opened the door. "Hey guys! Kakashi did you win?!" Big green eyes intimidatingly stared at me, it was almost unnerving. Green eyes so similar to Sakuras yet so different at the same time.

They had bought a simple meal from the family run restaurant in town, perfect for five. The table was filled with idle chatter and plenty of congratulations for my win. They wouldn't let me brush it off which was so unlike what I'm used to. Usually it's a pat on the back, a envelope full of cash, and a simple 'I'm glad you didn't die'. One of the perks of this place I guess.

By the time wing and I had cleared the table and put away any leftovers, the three boys were passed out in the living room. Wing and I shared a glance as he hauled Zushi away to their own room, the other two looked comfortable enough cuddled up together on the couch. No use in moving them, the couch was plenty big enough.

The bedroom was spacious enough, a normal sized bedroom, like the ones in every Konoha apartment. It wouldn't take long to get used to. What I will never get used to is the clown hanging upside down outside of my window. Hisoka smiled his little irritating smile while he tapped on the window with his long ass nails. Creep.

I walked over to him, gave him a glare, and promptly closed the gaudy curtains. The taps got quicker and slightly angry. Oh I wish I could see the look on his face right now.

With a sigh, I left the room and headed into the attached bathroom for a shower. After all, it's been a hectic day with a fight in a crowded arena and hundreds of people in the stands. I deserve a good, hot, shower.

The taps were still audible through the bathroom door and it wouldn't be too long before he woke up one of the kids. Damnnit.

The curtains flew away from each other to reveal the annoyed magician in all his very little amount of glory. I unlocked the window and pulled it open. Without permission he swung himself inside my room.

Once he straightened up, he opened his mouth to probably say something I didn't want to hear.

"No." I cut him off, "What the hell are you doing here?"

He smirked, "Why, I'm testing my luck at Heavens Arena, what else would I be doing here?"

"Not that, I mean why are you tapping on my window in the middle of the night?" I pinched the bridge of my nose, I don't want to deal with Hisoka right now.

"What? A guy can't come see his old companion?~" he smiled and crossed his arms over his chest.

"We're not companions. So do yourself a favor and leave before I physically toss you out the window." He smirked again, really the smirk never left.

"You threatening bodily harm on me really is a turn on, Kakashi."

"I said OUT!"

I gripped the mans shoulders, giving him a hard shove toward the window. His knees hit the edge and he nearly toppled backwards. His hands gripped the edges of the window as he looked at me with a lustful glare. Gross.

He tried pulling himself back on his feet but I stood above him (kinky). "Leave Hisoka."

He narrowed his eyes, "yes sir. But soon enough, Gon will seek me out for a fight, and I will not let that opportunity pass by me." As I was about to reply one of his long fingers pressed over my mask, stopping me.

"Don't speak, it'll ruin the perfect illusion I have of you right now, standing over me, all dominant like you are. Wouldn't want to spoil the fantasy."

With an eye roll I gave his chest a rough shove. He didn't try to fight it, letting himself fall out the window. I slammed it shut behind him, closing the curtains once again.

Now, back to that shower.