Summary: Tsuzuki loved the color green. It was a pretty color, the color of nature, the color of life, and the color a certain something else.

Rating: K+

Genre: General/Romance

Characters: Tsuzuki Asato, Kurosaki Hisoka

Words: 641

"Isn't green such a wonderful color?" Tsuzuki asked, leaning back in the grass, his weight supported by his arms behind him.

Hisoka shrugged. "A color is just a color if you ask me. Why do you like green so much anyway?"

"It's the color of life. Just look at all the plants- when they are alive there's always green. The grass is green, the leaves on the trees are green, the stems of flowers are green..." He trailed off for a brief moment, purple eyes glancing over the field the pair was taking a break at. The tall grass waved in the gentle breeze, giving off a serene, peaceful feeling. "Nature has a lot of green. It has other colors too, of course, but the plants are green, and other living things need to eat plants to survive. That, and I just think it's a nice color."

"Huh." The younger Shinigami watched the grass flow in the breeze. He'd never thought about it that way before, but, when Tsuzuki put it like that, he did have a point. Hisoka himself preferred blue, simply because it was a calming color and easy on the eyes to look at. Glancing up at the sky, he couldn't help but find it a little funny that he preferred the blue of the sky while Tsuzuki preferred the green of the grass. Opposites, as usual, and quite a distance apart.

Tsuzuki caught Hisoka's gaze and followed it up to the cloudless sky. "You like blue, right?"

"Mm. It's calm, relaxing, quiet."

"The blue sky is quite nice too. It's so far away, yet we all still reach up to touch it." Tsuzuki raised one of his arms up, fingers outstretched toward the sky. There his arm lingered for a moment, before he dropped it down and resumed his previous position.

"And opposite the green grass. The two are so far apart, and never meant to meet."

At this, the elder Shinigami grinned. "True. But, for a truly beautiful scene, you can't have one without the other. Besides, they aren't always so far apart. Once they travel down the path into the distance enough together, you can see where the grass and sky finally meet."

Hisoka looked into the distance, down the field they were currently sitting in, emerald eyes fixed on the horizon. Tsuzuki was right- if there was nothing in the way, once you looked down far enough, it seemed as if the grass and sky finally came together. They weren't supposed to be able to touch each other, and, technically, they still didn't, but it was also unavoidable to see the two together. It was only an illusion, however, since, if one should walk that far and reach that point of attention, the sky and grass would still be separated. Though, perhaps, there were rare points, when the ground rose up higher and higher until the grass was finally able to touch that distant, elusive sky.

Tsuzuki looked over at his partner, who seemed lost in thought. While it was quite normal for Hisoka to be quiet, even he had a serene sort of look on his face. His expression was a little softer than it usually was, his usual scowl absent. The purple-eyed man watched the breeze blow sandy-blonde strands of hair in and out of Hisoka's eyes, partially blocking them from view, but then revealing that green all over again.

"Green really is a lovely color."

Hisoka broke his gaze to face his partner, whose voice had brought his attention back. He found Tsuzuki looking right at him, the green of nature suddenly seemingly ignored for something else of the same color

Tsuzuki smiled. There was another, recent reason he loved the color green, and it was looking right at him.