A/N: Hello readers! Thank you Blue, and IllumiZoldyckFanGirl for the reviews! And thanks also goes to Em-Wing for the follow! And there is a bit citrus-y action in this chappy, but I hope you enjoy it, nonetheless.

"A little girl?"

"Are you serious?!"

"She's gonna be murdered!"

Voices shouted from all along the ring. I stared at my opponent who towered above my five foot stature.

"Now's your chance to back out, little girl." He sneered. I kept my face devoid of emotion.

"I was going to say the same thing. I don't know how to hold back, so I almost always kill adversaries." I tilted my head slightly. I as aware of four familiar pairs of eyes watching this match. Today I wore my violet version of the outfit I wore in the hunter exam, and a black hood. My special bag was hidden, and near the top of the pile of stuff, I had a pair of dual wielding scythes.

"Keh, right." He mocked. I sighed.

"Your funeral." I stated nonchalantly.

"Enough of you!" He shouted as he charged up a nen attack. It looked like a simple emission type of attack, so I didn't bother to dodge. I planned to slice it in half with one of my scythes. My hand grabbed onto a handle and pulled out...

An umbrella. I sweatdropped, but went with the flow. I opened it quickly, held it like a fencing foil and enforced it with nen to make it split. I closed it quickly and stuffed it back in the bag. The crowd roared with laughter.

"Damn." I muttered. I reached in again to feel for the scythes again. I pulled out a tennis racket and hit the next blast back into him.

"Critical hit! Two points!" The referee shouted.

I pulled out a rubber chicken and frowned. "Did my mother start adding things to my bag?" The laughter grew deafening. Even my opponent started laughing. I drew out a swordfish next and glared down at my bag. I threw the damned swordfish at my opponent. "She added things to my bag!" I thrust my hand into my bag one last time.

"Clean hit! Plus knockdown! Plus three points!" The ref announced. I pulled out a scythe, with the other hooked onto the blade of the first. I caught the second blade with my other hand.

"Ah, finally. Enough of this comedy act." I made time pause. I cut into my opponent's side and stood behind him and restarted time. Blood sprayed onto the back of my black cloak.

"You little bitch!" He shouted. He swung around to punch me and the back of the head. I froze time again to jump up onto his arm. I resumed time again and dragged my scythe down the front of his torso. The match was over. He was dead.

"Winner is AKIKO!" The referee announced loudly. I frowned and grabbed the random objects that I had pulled from my bag of tricks and stuffed them back in.

"I am definitely calling home about this..." I grumbled in the tunnel, where the others awaited.

"Big sis! You're awesome!" Gon shouted.

"What was with all that stuff? A rubber chicken? A swordfish?" Killua questioned.

"Mother will be asked those very questions when I call home." I growled. Hisoka laughed.

"It was amusing, at least." He chuckled.

"Your mother does this often?" Illumi asked with a raised brow.

"Sometimes. Normally, It's something practical. Like a new pan. But every now and again, she doesn't get very much sleep and strange things wind up in the bag..."

"That's funny!" Killua giggled.

"Maybe." I pulled out a lavender hard candy and began to suck on it. "Still annoying. And sometimes scarring." I shuddered.

"How so?" Illumi asked.

"Five words: Very large... silicone... male piece..." I spoke haltingly as I refused to meet their eyes and turned red. I eventually looked at the party as they had remained quiet. The boys were bright red and staring at the ground. Hisoka was holding back laughter. Illumi was staring at me curiously. "Anyways... Good job making it here, boys. Let's get dinner to celebrate, hm?"

"YEAH!" The boys chorused in tandem. I chuckled.

"Alright. Let's go.

I laid back onto my side of the bed and sighed. "So you've seen what a penis looks like?" I shot up at Illumi's words, beet red.

"Let's not ever speak about that. Ever." I groaned.

"It's kind of funny..." Illumi admitted.

"No! No it isn't!" I shouted and threw a pillow at him. "It was gross!"

"Oh?" He tilted his head. "Why?"

"Because it was hers. It might have been cleaned, but it was still hers!" I felt sick at the remembrance. "Disgusting." I grabbed his pillow and slammed it over my head to black out the room. I felt the bed shift around me before he pulled the pillow off. He knelt on the bed, one knee on each side of my hips.

"Then don't think about it." He leaned down, stopping only an inch from my face. "Think about me, only." He dropped his head to kiss me. I felt a heat rise up in me as I allowed my hands to roam down to the hem of his shirt, then trailed up, under his shirt. He raised up and pulled off the shirt, then returned to continue our kisses. His tongue demanded entrance, which I granted wholeheartedly. My nails grazed his back, causing his breath to hitch. He looked at me, searching with eyes at half mast.

"Illumi?" I all but whispered. He crashed back down on me, lips consuming me, hands unfastening my dress. I allowed my hands to worship the muscles of his back as they bunched and un-bunched in his efforts to undress me. He lifted me and began to pull the dress down. He broke away to completely pull my dress off, leaving me in my underthings, black and purple stockings, and black heeled mary janes.

"Beautiful." He breathed. I tried to hide my body with my arms out of self-consciousness. "Don't hide..." He pulled my hands above my head and held them with one hand as he touched my face with the other. "You are mine." His voice whispered in my ear, echoing in my mind as his free hand trailed down my body. I couldn't help but squirm.

"Illumi...!" I squirmed more.

"Hmmm?" He began to kiss the hollow of my throat.

"Illumi..." I wriggled. The heat in my belly was spreading.

"What is it?" I murmured against my collarbone as he nipped it.

"If you're going to do this, just do it and don't tease me!" I whimpered. I bucked upwards in my writhing, causing his form to still for a moment.

"Fine then." All I saw was his smile, promising something my muddled mind couldn't fathom. My eyes widened as he stood and let his pants and underwear drop.

"Oh... my..." I gulped. Then he was upon me.

"You owe me a new set." I mumbled sleepily with my cheek on his chest.

"They wouldn't come off." He shrugged with his hands behind his head.

"Don't care. I don't have many of those, and lingerie is expensive." I nuzzled him. "I can't believe this happened so fast..."

"It was probably the effects of the tea." He admitted. "Which I am thankful for. I think it would have taken me years to get you to accept me."

"Yeah..." I hugged his waist. "I bet your family will be pleased..."

"Mother will want a big wedding. Your family will be invited, of course." He mused playfully.

"Mmmm..." I felt dread creep up my spine. "I guess I'll have no choice then..."

"Not really, no." He affirmed. I groaned in playful exasperation, causing him to chuckle.

"Well, we have time." I mumbled. "Goodnight." I snuggled against him and he wrapped an arm around me.

"Goodnight, Akiko."