Hi everyone, AsukaSaru here. This would be my first fic, so please go easy on me! Please excuse any spelling and grammatical errors, and tell me about it so I can fix it. I apologize if you would find this to be too dragging, or rushed. I honestly don't know anymore.

IMPORTANT:

Since Gon here is a girl, I tampered with HxH storyline so that there would be romance. I also changed the ages of Killua and Gon. Instead of being 12, I decided to make them fourteen. 12 is just too young for me, especially since I will involve romance in this story, so I apologize if anyone else wanted the original age. I even wanted to make them older than 14 but…oh well. Kurapika is 16 and Leorio is 19.

Well then, let's start.

CHAPTERONE

The sun shone brightly, emitting warm rays of golden light. Birds chirped jovially as the soft, cool breeze passed by; leaves swayed with the air and flew around in a circular motion. Everything seemed to be in place to start a fine day.

Inside a room, a girl slept peacefully and faint breathing can be heard. Her short, greenish-black locks pooled around her head and she unconsciously clutched her blanket a bit tighter.

The serene silence was disturbed by an abrupt ringing tune. The teen moaned in protest and slowly opened her eyes as she reached out to her bedside table.

She flipped her white phone open, the furry keychain swaying in the process. She grumbled out in a sleepy voice, "Hello..?"

"GON!"

The loud voice gave her a jolt, as if someone poured water over her, and became wide awake as she recognized the person to be her talent manager. "Y-yes?" she stuttered out.

"Do you know what time it is?! You're supposed to be here ages ago! I sent you tons of messages and you weren't responding! Now hurry up and get over here!"

Gon gave a quick glance at the wall clock in her room.

7:48 am.

Crap! She thought. She fumbled with her phone and said quickly, "I'll be there!" She hastily got up and raced to her bathroom, not bothering to fix her bed. Once inside, she splashed water on her face then brushed her teeth.

Then, she shrugged off her night clothes and stepped in the shower. Gon turned the knob to the right and flinched when the cold water came in contact with her skin. I forgot to turn on the heater!

Now ignoring the temperature, she grabbed the pink bottle and lathed her hair with shampoo. Gon sighed and picked up the soap and started rubbing it against her body. I hope that Mr. Manager isn't too angry with me. She looked up at the ceiling for a second before continuing. Who am I kidding? Of course he'll exaggerate.

She rinsed away the bubbles and wrapped a pink towel around her form. She exited the bathroom and dried herself with the cloth before pouring some lotion on her palm and spreading it on her body.

She pulled on matching underwear and wore a simple white dress and an apple green cardigan, then slipped on a pair of white sandals. She combed her hair then sprayed on some sweet-scented perfume. Gon took her towel from the floor and went inside the bathroom again to hang it on a metal bar.

She grabbed her phone and her black and white polka-dotted bag before going downstairs, where she saw some maids cleaning.

"Good morning!" she exclaimed cheerfully. The helpers grinned at her and returned her greeting. She looked around, searching. "Huh? Where are mom and dad?"

"They already left." someone said.

Gon sighed; another day without seeing her parents. "Okay… Well, I'll be going now!"

"Wait, aren't going to eat some breakfast?" the eldest attendant said. She shook her head. "I'll just grab a bite at the studio. See you all later!"

Gon bit her lip as she looked at the window outside the car; there was traffic. Why now of all days? She thought as a frown marred her face. She glanced at down her phone and saw that she was an hour and a half late already.

The girl pressed some buttons and waited patiently for her best friend, who was the director's niece, to pick up. A few seconds later, the response came.

"Hello?"

"Mira!"

"Gon! Hey, where are you? They're already starting!"

"I'm sorry, but don't worry I'm on my way−"

"Your manager is going to throw a fit when he sees you."

"I know, I know…" Gon glanced at her driver and asked, "Mr. Takano? How much longer it take to get us there?"

The man looked back at her for a second before turning his gaze back to the road. "About ten minutes, young miss."

"Hear that Mira? I'll be there in ten."

"Okay, okay. I'll see you later then."

The call ended and Gon smiled. After a while, they finally got to their destination, which happened to be the building used as the Heavens Arena. Gon stepped out of the car and waved goodbye to Takano.

"I'll call when it's time for me to go home." She said.

As she passed by the lobby, she got greeted by the some of the staff members. She went straight to the elevator and inside, she found a boy around her age, wearing thick-framed glasses and had a nerdy hairstyle.

The boy was clutching his brown envelope tightly when he saw her. His eyes widened as an excited blush rose to his cheeks as she pressed the floor number that she will go to. The elevator door closed with a tinkle and she turned around and became a bit surprised when she saw that he was staring at her weirdly.

"Um… Hello. Can I help you?" she asked unsurely. A wide smile appeared on his face.

"Y-you…! You're Gon Freecss!" he exclaimed.

She blinked and nodded. "Uh, yeah…"

"Oh, wow! It's so nice to meet you! I'm Kirisawa Nobuyuki, your greatest fan!" he said as he pushed up his glasses. Gon smiled. "Why, thank you. It's nice to meet you too." She gave a look at his envelope.

"Let me guess… Are you going to apply for a role?" she asked, though already knowing the answer.

"Yes! How did you know?!" he asked incredulously.

"It's pretty common here, and also since the people downstairs won't let anyone just come in without an appointment."

"I-I see…so…um, can I please have your autograph?" he asked hopefully. Gon smiled. "Sure." She took the small notebook and the pen from his outstretched hand and scribbled her signature on it.

"Thank you so much!" he grinned as he carefully took the notebook and stared at it in awe. He tucked it away safely in his small bag.

After that, awkward silence came; Gon didn't exactly know what to do when alone with a stranger and Nobuyuki just can't think of anything good to say to his idol.

After a few more moments, the elevator stopped at the 35th floor. "H-here's my stop, Ms. Gon." Then he gave a bow to her. "It's so nice to finally meet you in person." Nobuyuki stepped out and grinned.

Gon waved as the door slid close.

200th floor

A girl with short, orange hair and slightly tanned skin wearing a bright, pink neon dress came rushing to Gon with an annoyed glare. "You finally got here!" the lass exclaimed.

"Sorry about that, Mira." Gon smiled sheepishly as Mira pulled her somewhere. She scanned her surroundings; the whole floor was almost void of people, except for a few passing by. It was strange, and she wondered if by some miracle she was not late at all and people were just coming in.

"Where are the others?" Gon asked as both of them entered the dressing room. Mira closed the door and answered, "About that, well, the director said that they would just shoot other scenes that don't include you first. Good thing that he charmed your gay-for-a-manager to calm down."

"O-kay… Just don't let Mr. Myun hear that you called him gay." So much for not being late…

"Yeah, yeah. I know that. I wouldn't want to face his girly wrath."

"Girly wrath?"

They looked at each other, then bursted out laughing. When they calmed down, Gon set her bag down on a chair. "So, what now?" she asked.

"We'll chill out until they come back. Myun went out somewhere, so you're still safe from his blabbering." Mira said. "Anyways, tell me, what happened with you yesterday?"

Gon blinked. "What are you talking about?"

"What do you mean what am I talking about? You know…" Mira nudged Gon playfully. "…with Kurapika."

"Oh…" A grin appeared on the girl's face. "We just ate lunch together."

"What?! That's it?" Mira asked incredulously. "I mean, you didn't make a move? You like him, right?"

Gon nodded slowly and looked away. Right…I'm supposed to like Kurapika…She thought to herself.

"Aww~! Look who's being shy!" Mira cooed.

Gon smiled faintly. "What about you?"

Mira looked down and blushed. "W-well…Killua helped me carry some of the boxes for the props…And we accidentally touched hands..!" she squealed and twirled around. "He's just so cute and handsome! Don't you agree?"

Gon didn't say anything but merely gave her a beam. However, Mira just had to say something more.

"But I suppose that you think Kurapika is better. You like him after all~!"

"…Mm."

"Say, Gon, since you're always working with Killua, can you… um, you know, help me with him?" Mira asked timidly.

Gon stiffened. Why do I have to be pulled into this? "Do I really have to?"

"Well, no…I wouldn't want to bother you. But if you help me, then I'll help you with Kurapika too!"

She sighed, giving in. "Fine. You owe me one."

"Yay! You're the best!" Mira gave Gon a brief hug, before gasping. "Speaking of helping… I just remembered that uncle just gave me some errands to do! I need to go now. I'll be back in about half an hour." She stood up abruptly. "I'll see you later!"

When the other was finally out of view, Gon stepped out of the dressing room. She walked around the whole floor, not really knowing where to go. She stopped when she was right outside the waiting room. Gon wondered if she should come in, then deciding that it wouldn't hurt, she opened the door and went inside.

It was a rather large place, with luxurious furniture, carpet and velvet curtains. Finding no one else in the area, she approached the window and looked outside. "Everything looks so little from up here… The people are like ants!" she giggled. She stayed like that for a full minute, before starting to hum a tune.

Distracted, she didn't notice the other presence in the room, until said person gave out a fake cough. Gon stopped and turned around, only to see the silver-haired boy sitting on one of the couches, holding a book in his hands which she presumed to be their script.

"K-Killua…" she stuttered out, cheeks turning red and ears becoming hot. "H-how long have you been here?"

"I was already here before you came in…" he said.

"O-oh…" Her blush increased tenfold, feeling utterly embarrassed. "I didn't see you there. Sorry…"

"That's okay."

She sat on the opposite couch, and mentally heaved a sigh. Silence ensued, and Gon felt uncomfortable. She glanced at Killua who was still reading the script. How can he look so…so…so cool and casual?!

She stared at her lap and gripped the hem of her dress. Despite their roles of being best friends, they weren't really as close in real life, though still friends, nonetheless. One would think that they would have become super close pals after all their time together, as it was what usually happens to others. Unfortunately, it didn't turn out like that for the two of them.

Maybe not for him, but for me… Gon thought. She had always liked Killua because of a past event, though she never said anything so no one knows about it.

Then, one day, Mira proclaimed to her that she has feelings for the boy, and Gon seemed to lose hope of ever being with him, because she couldn't afford to jeopardize her friendship with the other girl; she was just too special for her.

And so, she made up that lie that she liked Kurapika.

Deciding to break the ice, Gon cleared her throat. "So, uh…how are you doing?"

"Just fine."

A bit irritated at the short response, she somehow wished that his real life attitude was like the Killua from the series, who was cheeky and cheerful. He should at least talk longer, or something… But I'm not really complaining. Killua is Killua.

She was surprised when she saw a cupcake from the treats on the coffee table land on her lap. She looked up, a bit confused. "Uhh−"

"You haven't eaten breakfast yet."

"Wha−?"

"You haven't eaten breakfast yet," he repeated. "right?"

She gazed at him in amazement, and as if on cue, her stomach grumbled. "H-how did you know?"

He looked away, embarrassed. "You're late, so you probably rushed here."

"Wow…thanks, Killua."

"Yeah, I just don't want you fainting from hunger later."

Another blush bloomed on her cheeks. He cares about me… she thought with a smile. She looked at the wrapper; it was orange, and reminded her of someone…

Mira!

She remembered that she told her that she'd help…

Oh no…Man, it'd be better if she did it herself…

Or not do it at all.

That dark thought was followed by a small wince. It sounded mean in her head, and she didn't want to be like that.

"Say, Killua, do you have time to spare later?"

Chapter One is done. Thank you so much for reading. Reviews would be very appreciated. I'll try to update as soon as possible.