One look from those cold teal eyes. One battle with this being all it took to get hooked like a fish on a line. Why did it have to be like this? Fate had only been cruel to the young man. He hated the way that they had to have met. Two opposing sides just meant to fight one another. One side was out of duty and loyalty and the other out of selfish gain and survival.
What a way for the blond to make his first connection that felt so unescapably solid for him. It was almost like there was something invisible connecting them together that he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. It might have been just him that had this feeling, so he had kept it under wraps when he had been fighting against him, coming off as his usual cynical and talkative self.
He had carried on like he detested the man, and a huge part of him did. He could tell that he could hardly understand his own position, and yet they seemed a like that he thought that there was so much to him that the white haired shinigami could understand. During the fight he had slipped up and shared with his opponent information that he had only given to Riruka in a series of confiding who they were to each other from the moment that they had met and started to get close to each other.
Though he felt that their relationship hadn't been to the point of a true connection, it was close but nothing like what he was feeling now and what he had felt that day.
As he walked into his home and took off his hat, overcoat, boots and gloves he went over to lay on the couch with his PSP in hand. No more thoughts like those as he turned it on, his mind would be drained from all his problems as he absorbed himself in the game he was playing and relinquish the attention he would give to other things. His fingers moved with little thought to the actions.
In his heart, he knew that they would never meet again, that connection was a wasted one that only hindered him from moving forward. He would never be able to truly move on from this though. In that instant as the thoughts and longing came rushing back, for the first time in a long time the screen read in bold flashing lights; Game Over.