The two men sat together yet apart. Two pairs of dark eyes locked onto each other in an attempt to make the other flinch away first. Both were of the same height, one sitting straight backed, as if of a regal decent, the other hunched forwards, elbows upon the table. Another striking similarity between the two was the copper-hued mop that settled atop each head and the particular slant to those narrowed eyes. In fact, it would be clear enough to say these two must be twins if not mirror opposites in all respects outside the personalities that swirled like a heavy cloud over their personal areas.

"I am." Snarled the hunched figure, fingers curling about the coffee cup until his knuckles glowed a strange white.

"No." Came the same quiet tenor as the first, only from the second fellow. "I am."

Thus the staring contest continued, making the ambiance about the tiny round street-side table a dismal foreboding one.

The first man shook his head with a guttural noise passing his throat, his eyes sharpened daggers. "Need I remind you what you'd done in that little village thre--"

"Oh fooey, that was an accident and technically your fault. After all, I didn't insult the young man's sister until he went bonkers. That was all YOU, my fine impostor."

"I'm not the impostor here you balendrop filth! YOU are!"

"Well...we could always be smart about this." The mirror replied, lifting his own mug of coffee, waiting while the man who looked identical to him rolled the option of there being a way to work this out through his narrow-minded head. When finally the first inquired with a look the second grinned, covering it well with the steaming contents of which he sipped. "This is the city of light..."

Suspicion. "I realize that..."

"We could always just wait until the evil one here goes mad...not saying you're not already quite insane on your own." a goading smile flickered across the calm man's face. "But for now, since we both do claim the same identity, I believe we'll be needing to find a better way to refer to ourselves. Obviously, since I seem to have been left with my brain intact I should keep our full name."-his grin was almost wicked-"Unless, of course, you'd rather split it fifty-fifty, right down the middle."

The first man's look narrowed. Some deeper instinct told him not to trust himself, and yet he still found himself offering a slight nod at the idea of splitting their name. Then the mirror spoke again, that grin still in place.

"Very well then, I'll be Kan, you be Anna."

Anna blanched, choking on air. "Wait, what?"

"Well, it's only right that since I'm the first one to think of the idea I get first dibs on which half of the name's mine." There was something all too smug about this second and more clever of the two.

"But-"

"Would you rather me be Kana and YOU be Nna? To be honest it would sound quite silly." laughter was dancing in the man's onyx eyes as he watched the protest rise and fall in his look-a-like. "To be honest our name kind of sucks to begin with, so there's really no helping that butchering it doesn't do shit."

And for the first time in a week the two selves agreed, an akward silence growing from it almost stubbornly.