Fishing his headphones from his bag, Hajimura walked down the street in a slow step. His headphones blasted Radiohead's album- Amnesiac, as the young man descent the steep street, his sneakers creaking each time they hit the floor.

Hajimura Kaneko, a man that had completed twenty years old the day before, did not feel the same as usual. Instead, he felt more impassive, more depressive.

Was it the remembrance of his past?

It was a possibility- Hajimura didn't think of the past that much.

It was a memory he wanted to forget. Those touches, kisses, words that were whispered tenderly at his ears...

Hajimura wanted to forget it all.

Jonan had abused him- both his body and his soul. He had ripped him apart, breaking his defences and destroying every single bit of Hajimura's soul.

Hajimura passed a hand over his beautiful dark brown hair, feeling the smoothness of the strands of hair. His green eyes hovered through the street, taking in as much as he could, as he walked home.

His apartment was near college, so Hajimura didn't have to walk much. Only for five minutes.

But those five minutes would be decisive on Hajimura's life.

He had reached the river, and had descent the flight of stairs that would lead to it. Walking in the margin, he watched his reflection move alongside him. Hajimura took off his headphones, but they kept blasting music, as the sound of nature mixed with the track 'Pyramid Song'. His reflection frowned at him, as it came to a stop.

They stared at each other for a while.

Then a third person was added to the picture.

"What are you doing?" The cold voice asked.

Hajimura turned, slightly startled from the sudden voice. The man behind him did not make any move, as if he wasn't interested in nothing at all- and he probably wasn't. His face was devoid of any emotion, and his body language (something that Hajimura had learned to read from his time with Jonan) said that he was ready to fight someone.

His fists were clenched, tightly clenched, as his nails pierced his skin.

Hajimura looked to the eyes of his interlocutor. They were steely grey, and were narrowed.

"Did you not hear me, herbivore?" The man asked, again.

Herbivore?

What did an animal adapted to eat plants have to do with anything?

Hajimura opened his mouth, but no words came out.

He wasn't scared, frightened or intimidated.

He was just curious.

"I..." He spoke. "I was just watching my reflection."

"I could see that." The man spit poison-like words. "But why?"

"I don't know." He answered, sincerely. "I just felt like it."

"Don't bother me with your nonsense." The man glared at Hajimura.

"What do you mean?"

"I was sleeping. And you are trespassing."

"Does this place belong to you?" Hajimura asked, in all innocence. The man seemed to have taken Hajimura's words wrongly. His glare flared.

"It does." The man affirmed. "Now get out of here."

"I'm sorry."

Hajimura walked away, feeling the man's glare on his back. He shivered slightly. The man surely has it in him to scare away people.

He glanced one last time to the river.

He noticed that the face of his reflection was completely red.

II

Hajimura took the same route home. Only this time, he remembered not to descend to the river since it would only importune the man. Instead, he stayed on the top of the hill, as he glanced at the vast space that was ahead of him.

That's when he saw him.

He was sleeping on the hill, over the grass, with his pristine black suit untouched, even though he was sleeping on the ground. He had his arms behind his head, and his eyes were closed. His mouth was lined in a straight line, but he looked peaceful.

Hajimura felt his face warm up again.

Perhaps, if Hajimura didn't make any sound, he could get to the river?

He could try.

Hajimura descent the stairs once again, making sure his Ipod was turned off, and walked silently to the river.

The same face as the day before appeared again.

It had the same face as usual, but that day it had something different to it.

A small smile played on its lips.

He sat on the margin, as he cradled his body forward to see the image reflected on the water.

An undisturbed image appeared, peeking through the margin, its hair flowing freely with the wind. Hajimura closed his eyes, leaned his head back, and let the wind take off his own thoughts.

It felt good.

He let his head fall forward again and opened his eyes.

The reflection was staring at him.

"Are you a narcissist?" The man asked.

Once again, Hajimura didn't see him coming. He looked to his left and saw the man staring down at him.

"Why?"

"You keep staring at the water, to see your reflection."

"It's just a habit that I just created." Hajimura explained. "And you? Aren't you going to kick me out of your habitat?"

"It's useless. You would just keep coming back." The man answered, annoyed.

Hajimura laughed.

"It's true." He glanced to the water. "What's your name?"

"Why should I give it to you?"

"You don't have to, I guess."

The two men stayed under the deafening silence. Hajimura wanted to look again to the man, to know more about him.

But the man didn't seem to be that much open to give him answers.

"My name's Hajimura Kaneko." Hajimura introduced himself.

"Why should I care?"

"You don't have to." He nodded. "I only gave my name because I'm a nice guy."

"I'm not." The man shot back. Hajimura laughed again.

"Well, I can see that!"

Hajimura stood up and brushed his clothes. He stared at the man, and smiled.

"I'm going to call you the River-Man."

"What?" The man's aura turned dark.

"I don't know your name and I only see you around this river. So it's fitting."

"I dare you to call me that, Herbivore."

"Well, I'm going." Hajimura turned his back to the River-Man. "See you, River-Man-san."

Hajimura did not see.

But a small smile was drawn on Hibari Kyouya's lips.