This was a random idea, inspired by Linc and Sandy (Animesque and Sandilenia) and the story Training Camp or Not (chapter 9) by Linc/Sandy (it started as an RPG between them. Go read their fics after this because they're MUCH better :))

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Not the characters, not the idea, nothing. Zip, Zero, Nada. (Always wanted to say that XD)

Warning: Please note that this is total and utter crack and should NOT be taken seriously.

Sanada sighed as he looked around the room he was in for what seemed like the thousandth time that day. The while walls were covered with posters saying things including, but not limited to (though he wished they were), "Hugs not drugs", "It's cool to stay in school", and "Drug free is the way to be".

Glancing down at his watch he noticed that he had been sitting in the same room for nearly 25 minutes and that his "therapy" was supposed to have started five minutes ago. He sighed, hoping that maybe if the therapists didn't show up in the next minutes he could go. However, his hopes were shattered as the door opened at 4 minutes and 32 seconds – he had been only 28 seconds from freedom.

In entered a woman who looked to be in her early twenties. She had shoulder-length black hair with bangs and it was held back in a pony tail with a blue rubber band. He eyes were a hazel color – one of them was greener than the other. She was dressed in a black shirt with yellow words that said in English "I reject your reality and substitute my own"(1). A pair of loose jeans and then a pair of lime green shoes complete with bright purple shoe laces. And to top it off she was carrying a large pile of papers and such.

"Ah, you must be Sanada-kun. Sorry I am a bit late – my last patient fell asleep during out meeting again." At this she smiled pleasantly while trying to organize the large mass of papers she had. After searching for some time she seemed pleased and came across a folder that read Sanada Genichiroh on the top of it. Opening it she examined it.

Name: Sanada Genichiroh

Age: 15

Birthday: May 21

Blood Type: A

Height: 180 cm

School: Rikkai Daigaku Fuzoku

Year/Class: 3rd

Reason for being here: Addiction to pain killers.

Any others related to and/or knowing patient who are taking therapy here: Yagyuu Hiroshi

Reported by: Rikkai Daigaku Fuzoku Boys' Tennis Club; mainly Yukimura Seiichi, Kirihara Akaya, Marui Bunta, and Niou Masaharu.

Extra: Vice-captain of the Boys' Tennis Team. Practices Kendo.

Seeming satisfied the strange woman introduced herself as Kizika Kira before continuing in a friendly manner. Too friendly if you asked him.

"So, Sanada-kun, do you know why you are here?"

He mentally sighed while searching his brain for something that she would want to hear.

"My team mates believe that it is in my best interest to come here to deal with my addiction to pain medications."

She just sighed before smiling a little and saying, "I would like your own words, thoughts, and feelings Sanada-kun. Tell me again, why are you here?"

Sanada was annoyed with this woman and yet puzzled at the same time. She didn't like what he said. Well, what was he supposed to say?! That he really hated to be here and that if anybody should be here it was the rest of his team? Because, his addiction wasn't that serious. And hewasn't the one who was found crying in the corner of the locker room asking for Yukimura. And he wasn't the one who had nearly committed suicide. And he wasn't the one who was diagnosed with a severe case of ADHD and then refused not only to take his medication but also made the problem worse by consuming vast amounts of sugar.

So he really shouldn't be here – Akaya, Niou, and Marui should be. Not him and definitely not both him and Yagyuu who was in the room next to him.

And he definitely shouldn't have been asked questions about his so-called addiction by somebody who he didn't know. So he decided to follow the most logical idea that came to mind.

He kept quiet.

After some time of just sitting there as the two stared at each other the woman – Kizika-san, was it? – spoke.

"I see we're the quite type. Hm…perhaps group therapy would work better. You remind me of that boy I had in here just yesterday – he wasn't much of a talker, either. Although he was very polite. The more I think of it he's just like you," and with that she scribbled something down on a piece of paper and handed it to him.

"You can go now, even if it is a little bit early. If I can't get you to say anything we'll just have to see what Juni can do," she said the last part mainly to herself as he walked away.

Just as he stepped out of the door he was pleased to find that Yagyuu was coming out too and not looking very happy about it. Yagyuu muttered to himself for the most part about how "Masaharu knows that there wasn't really a need for this" as they both headed for the door.

Sanada sighed while thinking thoughts along the same line before turning to the piece of paper he was holding that had been folded dozens of times for no real reason. Unfolding it he saw a message to meet somebody named Sugauji Juli the next day at 5:30 pm in the same room. And then, underneath this, in large letters was written just on name:

Tezuka Kunimitsu.

1 - I totally didn't steal Adam's shirt. What gave you that idea? Anyways, Mythbusters rocks...and that's all I have to say. Don't know who the Mythbusters are? If you get discovery channel try Wednesday at 8 pm central time. Because Adam is my hero (next to some amazing writers here on was bad, wasn't it? I know, I should be updating other things. I hate writers block. They will get there, though.

Anyways, this was rushed and I actually have a reason. Who likes Rikkai? -scans room for raised hands- When you review (because I KNOW you will :P) tell me who your favorite character(s) is and a name. Like an actual name. Because I have a Christmas Fic in the making for Rikkai. In which they get chased by fangirls. Oh joy.

Anyways, PLEASE review. If you hated it, love it, didn't care, didn't actually read it (XD) whatever, just please review. Pwetty pwease wif a cherwy on top?