Kitten ? (KilluaxReader)

I stared at the back of my dad's head, hoping he would notice me staring. He didn't. It had been fifteen minutes. Should I talk, or just tap him, or something? Geez, why are humans so difficult to be around! After another five minutes of contemplating what to do, I finally just reached up and tapped his shoulder. "Hey, Dad?"

He turned around to look at me, probably only just realizing I was there. His face was exhausted, like I had caused him extreme inconvenience. "What is it?" I shivered.

"Mom said I could go take the hunter exam?" It was a fact, but it came out a lot more like a question. "I'm leaving in ten minutes..." I trailed off, hoping he would initiate further conversation. Instead, he just stared at me.

"Okay. Text us if you pass." I gulped and nodded, still hoping he would say something at least relatively close to 'goodbye' or 'I'll miss you', but he didn't. Soon my chauffeur arrived to take me as close to the site of the exam as it could. I sighed. Back before I was discovered and began making my dad money and giving him fame, he might have offered to take me himself, or at least see me off. Now he was more worried about Sozoshi and Himei than he was about me.

Sozoshi was three and a half years younger than me, followed by Himei, who was two years younger than her, making her just about six years younger than me, making her currently half my age. Ever since Sozoshi was born my mental and physical health had been dwindling, and my parents had never noticed. They were more worried that she would drive them insane than about my life.

Over the years, I had learned not to complain or fight back. If I did, everything would be my fault. A single hint of resistance to being constantly cursed out, hit, or screamed at by an eight and six year old and I would be the bad guy. So I learned to not care. Living in silent pain was better than being a problem. If I was I doubt I would still be alive.

I was twelve. I had lived in either poverty or mental unstability for all that time. But did I have it bad in the eyes of others? No. I wasn't in a poor family anymore. I had a whole family, not split apart like many others. I wasn't visibly abused. But it was just that. Visibly. Mentally and physically, yes, but never visibly.

But I didn't know that I was. Not for a long time, at least. That's why I had no idea why I was so happy to leave them all behind, watching the house disappear in the rear-view window. It felt like a huge weight had just been lifted off my shoulders. For once I would be able to be without that emotional baggage.

And it felt good.

~After arriving at the site~

It had taken a long walk and senses I hadn't used in years, but I was finally there. In a dark, crowded tunnel. Filled to the brim with humans. After only one minute of being in that tunnel, I felt like I was having trouble breathing. I shrank over to the wall where less people were standing. I started breathing heavily and slid down, attempting to calm down my racing heart.

I realized I had been drawing attention when a boy who looked about my age came up to me. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked. I looked up into his brown eyes and felt myself slowly calming down. He held out a hand for me to take and I shakily took it. I nodded once and then turned my head slightly so I could avoid eye-contact.

"I-I'm just a little... t-terrified..." He gave a small laugh.

"A little terrified?" He smiled at me. "Don't worry! I bet you'll do a great job!" I smiled back at him, grateful for his support. I noticed that people were watching and turned quickly to attempt to run away.

"Hey, Gon!" A voice called. The kid apparently named Gon realized that I was trying to leave and grabbed my wrist.

"Hey! It's okay! These guys are my friends!" I looked back into his eyes. He was being honest. I swallowed some of my fear and stood still. The others noticed I was with Gon and smiled. I waved shyly in return.

"Hi! What's your name?" The one with blonde hair asked, clearly understanding that I was nervous.

"Um, I'm Y/n..." My left ear twitched downwards as my face went pink. They're so nice! As we were talking I noticed someone else come up behind us. I jumped behind Gon, terrified. An old, fat guy walked up to us. I didn't have a good feeling about him. He made me feel angry for some reason.

I watched his every move carefully, studying him. He seemed to just want to be friends, but something about him screamed 'don't trust him'. He offered us juice and I took it suspiciously. I sniffed it and tossed it back at him, hitting him on the forehead. I giggled slightly as he whined. "What was that for?!?"

Gon spit out his own juice as my tail swayed. "It smelled poisoned." I stared at him, wide-eyed. A look that constantly freaked out my siblings. It seemed to work on him pretty well, too. He started shaking slightly, only just noticeable to someone paying attention.

"R-Really? I'm so s-sorry!" He was flustered. He had poisoned it himself, and hadn't expected me to figure it out. I heard someone laughing softly from not far away. I looked at whoever it was. It was another boy, who seemed to think that the man, who was named Tonpa, deserved what he had got.

I realized I had been staring when he turned and looked me in the eyes. My face went red and I went back to hiding behind Gon. After a few more minutes a tall man with a mustache appeared, saying he was the examiner for the first phase of the Hunter Exam.

And then he started running. One of my least favorite activities. Once I thought no one was looking at me, I transformed into a tiny kitten that wouldn't be noticed if she hopped onto one of the other contestants.

This was going to be a long first phase.

End of Chapter.