"Well it is good thing Gon wasn't here… that moron." She grumbled to herself absently but let it go with a sigh and turned to face Kurapika again. "You must be starving, would you like something to eat?" He nodded his head yes just as his stomach let out a loud growl. The Kurta blushed sheepishly but Mito only laugh good-naturedly and waved him into her small but cozy house.

"Careful it's hot." She told him as she placed a steaming bowl of soup in front of him once he had sat down at the dining room table.

"Arigato Mito-san" He thanked her as he dipped his spoon into the soup and lifted it to his mouth and blew on the hot liquid to cool it before he ate. "It's delicious!" He told her happily and repeated the process with a hungry gusto. The bowl of soup was more then half finished when the door to the home burst open and a small boy in with spiky dark hair that stood straight in the air, dressed in all green, well worn clothing raced in and tackled Mito excitedly.

"Ne ne! Mito-san! Look what I found! Aren't they beautiful!" He exclaimed to Mito holding up a bunch of the most exotic and odd looking flowers she had ever seen towards her.

"Yes Gon they are." She told him with a warm smile, taking the flowers and placed them in a vase on the windowsill. Kurapika remained silent, enjoying the warm moment quietly but straightened up abruptly when he smelled something he had not smelled since he was back in the Lukso Province. "That's the Hien Flower! Where did you find it?!" He exclaimed jumping to his feet and pulled a specific flower from the bunch to sniff it just to be sure, he had been correct. He smiled fondly at the feeling of familiarity.

"You know it's name? That's so cool!" The boy named Gon exclaimed taking Kurapika's hand as he happily beaming up at him. But frowned when he saw the bandages over his eyes. "Are you hurt?" He asked in a blunt but worried tone.

"Yes I am. I can't see anymore."

"Oh… I'm sorry…" Gon apologized sadly. "But you don't seem like you can't."

"Gon!" Mito chastised mildly.

"It's fine. I'm glad it doesn't seem like I can't. My name is Kurapika, I am guessing yours is Gon?" He found himself saying, the other boy was so honest and kind the words had just come out of their own accord.

"Mmh!" Gon answered with another beaming smile. "Ne Kurapika! How old are you?"

"Well I am about 10…"

"I'm 8! That means your going to be my Onii-san right?"

"I guess so…" He said with a tentative smile unsure if that was the right thing to say.

"Yata! That's great!" Gon grinned happily up at the older boy. "Where did you come from? What do you like to do for fun? I want to show you everything!" He chattered on happily, a huge ball of energy.

"Gon, Kurapika just got here so why don't you go clean up and I'll get you some soup too then you two can talk later, alright?" Mito suggested to the younger boy diplomatically.

"Okay!" He answered easily and raced up the stairs excitedly.

"He is so energetic and happy." Kurapika said with a quiet expression.

"Yes he is." Mito answered with a look of fondness towards the stairs Gon had just raced up. "Are you finished, Kurapika-kun?" She asked him looking at the bowl that was still in front of him.

"Oh yes, thank you again, it was delicious." He told her politely and honestly and she took the bowl away to put it in the sink.

"Oh my, your cloths are really worn out." She was correct, his clothing was now quite dirty and torn in places, Kurapika couldn't see it but when he felt the fabric he realized she was right. "Would you like me to find you another pair of cloths?"

"I would like to keep them for now if that alright…" He hesitated, unsure if what he wanted to ask was too selfish. "But would… Would you be able to make me a new pair if I told you how?" He heard no response at first and began to fret that he had asked too much. "It's fine if you can't. I'm sorry, that was too imposing of me…"

"Oh no, not at all Kurapika! I would be very happy to make you a new pair of cloths, I can understand how you would want to hold onto something of your people." She assured him hastily realizing that her pause of surprise and left him unsure since he could not actually see her expression.

"Thank you very much Mito-san. Thank you." He said with grateful and relieved smile.

"Of course Kurapika your are apart of our little family now after all." She responded confidently and rapped the Blonde Kurta in a warm comforting hug. He blushed a bright red but didn't pull away.

-x-

Gon came back down to the dining room once he was washed up and dresses in clean cloths, happily taking up his conversation and inquiries with Kurapika once more. By the time night had fallen the two boys were well acquainted and had thought up several things they wanted to do the next day, it had only been a matter of in what order to do them and if they would have time for all of them. During the whole evening not a single thought of his revenge entered Kurapika's mind but once Gon had fallen asleep and Kurapika was lying down on a futon that Mito had put out for him in Gon's room the thoughts returned.

"Mito-san?"

"Yes Kurapika?" She answered, turing to face the blonde haired boy just as she was about to leave the bedroom.

"I won't be staying forever and while I appreciate your hospitality, there is something I need to do and I can't become too comfortable or I might fail…" She just stared at him for a moment then she walked briskly over to him, crouched down and flicked him sharply on the forehead.

"Ouch! Why did you do that?!" Kurapika exclaimed indigently as he rubbed his injured forehead but Mito ignored him completely.

"What nonsense! You silly boy! I meant it when I said you are apart of your family now and I hardly think being able to enjoy yourself being a bad or unhelpful thing! You are going to do all of the things you two were coming up with and more young man!" She snapped. But her frown quickly shifted to a gentle smile when she saw Kurapika looking away, properly embarrassed by her scolding. She knelt to take his small hands in hers and looked him squarely in the face, as if he had no bandages covering his eyes, as if he could see her.

"You seem to me to be a very kind and smart boy. I know you're hurting, and though I never got the chance to meet them I would think your people would want you to be happy." She paused for moment, then hardened her expression. "There gone, you are not." At that Kurapika jerked his hands away sharply and his expression grew dark and bitter.

"You don't understand at all. Good night Mito-san" He told her coldly but she could still see the hurt that he was trying to hide from her with cruel words.

"Good night Kurapika." She answered softly. But as she closed the bedroom door behind her she became aware that perhaps she had been too hasty. She realized she would simply have to give him time, give him place to heal. She couldn't rush him, she could only stand beside him, to let him know that he was not so alone as he feared.