"I spy... with my little eye... something beginning with... G..."

"Is it Ging?"

"I can't see myself can I!?" Ging scoffed, "Come on, guess again."

Kite glared at the scenery, "Is it, grass?"

"Nope."

"Green?"

"Nope."

"Guessing what the thing in eye spy is?"

"Come on, Kite! It's right in front of you!" Ging sniggered. "Look at your trousers!"

Kite frowned at him and looked down to see a small grasshopper on his trouser leg. "Oh."

"HA!" Ging burst out laughing, "I love this game!"

"Don't you think it gets old after four hours?" Kite gently lifted the grasshopper off his leg and on to the bush next to him.

"We've had to wait four hours to see this!" Ging rubbed his hands together.

"And I'm still not sure why it's worth it..." Kite sighed and dipped his hand in to the berry pot again.

"Well, it's your turn!" Ging smiled.

"Is it really..." Kite muttered. "Fine. Well, I spy with my little eye, something beginning with..." Kite looked around, what the hell could he see that was different to all the other things he's 'spied' in the past four hours. He grimaced, "Something beginning with A..."

Ging sat and thought for a moment, "Ant?"

"I damn well hope not..."

"Aardvark?"

"I can't see one of them..."

"Anthuriums species of flower?"

"Yes."

"REALLY!? Where?!" Ging shot up.

"I was being facetious. Sit down there isn't one."

"…Shame…"

Kite rested his head against the rock they sat against and sighed, "Could you please just tell me what we're waiting for?"

Ging smiled, "You're usually such a patient man. You usually look like you could sit and just relax for days on end, yet today you've got ants in your pants."

Kite gave him a look, "I do not have ants in my pants…"

Ging grinned, "Annoying man?"

"What?"

"That was what you spied, me? An annoying man?"

Kite sighed, "I feel bad now you actually guessed it…"

Ging burst out laughing again, "You were the one who bugged me to train you!"

"I don't regret it!" Kite smiled, he enjoyed times like these, as much as he was loathed to admit it, Ging was good to hang out with.

"So what's the matter?" Ging settled back down.

"I'm not really sure." Kite threw a stone off the edge of the cliff where they sat as the day was coming to a close. "I've been thinking a lot."

"Well, thinking is good!" Ging smiled, "If you don't think the world will stay the same."

"That's what I'm worried about." Kite looked at him, "I'm training and learning. I've mastered Nen, I'm probably a top class hunter by now…"

"Probably.. of course you're are one!" Ging beamed.

"But…" Kite stopped, "It doesn't matter."

"Of course it matters!"

Kite smiled, "You won't like this."

"I'm all ears."

Kite paused, his face grew more serious, "What if we're wasting our lives?"

Ging stopped and sat back.

Silence passed between them, as the wind rustled the trees beneath them. The air swept Kite's hair backwards lightly, making it brush the ground where they sat.

"There." Ging said softly, "Look now."

Kite turned and looked to the horizon. The brilliant sun was almost flying down, as if vanishing out of everyone's reach, escaping to some unknown place. The sky turned a brilliant red, and flames seemed to leap off the surface of the sun as it dipped behind the mountains and trees.

Kite lifted his arm to shade his eyes, and the beams broke around him, shooting off in every direction.

Ging sat there, a small smile on his lips. "This is what I live for."

Kite nodded, "I know."

"This is why I feel I'm not wasting my life."

"I didn't mean it like…"

"I know." Ging looked at him, "I know. Kite, please. I've seen the way you look sometimes. We walked through that village, and you had such a look of longing when you see a family, with a picnic. Or kids playing with dogs. I've seen the way you smile at mothers and babies. Kite look at me."

Kite chewed on the side of his mouth, eventually looking at Ging. "Yes?"

"You want a family."

Kite looked away, "Don't be stupid."

"I'm not!" Ging laughed again, the sound breaking the heavy tension he'd created. "I'm not... But Kite, think seriously. Having a family and being a Hunter don't mix well together."

"How would you know?" Kite laughed pulling his cap down.

Ging paused and smiled, "I don't. I haven't even tried."

"Well there you go." Kite rested his head once again. "Thank you."

"What for?" Ging raised an eyebrow.

"For showing me the sunset. It was beautiful."

Ging beamed, "I know! Sunsets are beautiful yet different all around the world! I'm determined to see them all!"

"You do that…" Kite smiled, "I hope it's all worth it."

The two men sat for some time in silence as it fell dark around them and began to grow colder. Ging looked to his companion, "Kite?"

There was no reply.

Ging leaned over and sniggered, as Kite's head had fallen on to his shoulder, and he was dribbling down his white polo neck top while he slept.

"You'll get neck ache!" Ging chuckled to himself as he built a small fire close enough to keep them warm, before sliding himself up next to Kite, tucking his head under Kite's as to lift it up, with a little added zetsu as so not to wake him up.

Kite had often awoken to find Ging next to him like this, and although it had bothered him at first, he was perfectly used to it now. They never slept inside, and it was the best way to keep warm. At first Kite had complained he was only a student and Ging shouldn't be this way with him, but Ging didn't seem to like all the formality and master student business, so most of the time, it seemed more like hanging around with a friend than learning an art.

The night past smoothly, the stars shone around them. Ging couldn't imagine anything more wonderful as he began to drift off, but of course it was very possible that Kite might... and he should give him a chance, to find out what he really wants...