Another one of my completely random and pointless fics. XD


"NOOOOOO!!" Mukahi screamed. "Don't take me away!"

"Dude, it's just a therapist meeting. Get over it," Shishido said, helping Oshitari drag him to the therapist's office.

"I don't want to go in there! It's scary!"

Shishido gave him an odd look. "Who are you, Jirou reincarnated?"

"Gakuto, every student is required to go to a therapist meeting at least once in order to graduate," Oshitari stated.

"That's bullshit!" Mukahi spat out. "I don't want to go in! Help meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!"

After a few kicks and shoves they finally managed to get Mukahi inside the therapist's office.

"Gakuto, don't worry. It's just for an hour," Oshitari assured. "You'll be fine."

"I hate you all!" Mukahi screamed. "I hope you all get raped by Sanada, crushed by a car and then eaten by a rabid sheep!"

"..." And thus, Mukahi was left alone with the freaky looking therapist.

"Good morning." The freaky looking therapist smiled. "My name is Dr. Wakashi."

"Eh? Are you by any chance related to-"

"No!" she screamed out, throwing her rubix cube at him, but missing. "I am not related to Wakashi Hiyoshi, nor will I ever be related to him!"

Mukahi cringed back, eyeing the rubix cube on the floor.

The therapist smiled again and sat back down. "Now then, let's get on with our session. Is there something that's been bothering you lately?"

"Well...um...yeah." Mukahi nervously looked around the room. He took note at the ancient looking map and the pile of empty pizza boxes scattered around her desk.

"Oh really?" Dr. Wakashi smiled an evil looking smile. "Will you tell me about it?"

"Uh...Atobe's being a total bitch, Yuushi's being mean, and Jirou keeps on bothering me about his stupid teddy bear that he lost a day ago."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"...Pissed."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"Um, angry...and frustrated."

"I see. And how do you feel about that?"

Mukahi stared at the crazy looking therapist. "I just told you what I felt! Stop asking me that!"

"And how do you feel about that?"

"...Green tea ice cream."

"And how do you feel about that?"

"This is freaking BS!" Mukahi shouted. "Stop asking me that stupid question!"

"And how do you feel about that?"

"Argh!"


Shishido and Oshitari came back to Dr. Wakashi's office. "Hello?" Shishido called out. "We're here to pick up our classmate."

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Mukahi tackled Oshitari and started shaking him. "Yuushi! I hate you! Because of you I'm going to be mentally scarred for life and then I'll jump off a cliff! ALL BECAUSE YOU PEOPLE YOU JUST HAD TO FORCE ME TO TALK TO THE CRAZY THERAPIST IN THERE!"

"Whoa..." Shishido breathed. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"DO I FREAKING LOOK OKAY TO YOU?!"

"Gakuto, calm down." Oshitari fiddled with his glasses. "It couldn't have been that bad."

The therapist appeared at the doorway. "And how do you feel about that?"

"I've answered that question a billion times! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"And how do you feel about that?"

"AGHHHH!!"

"Okay...maybe it really was that bad," Shishido considered. "Jeez, she talks like a freaking robot.

"AGHHHH!!" Mukahi ran out, waving his arms wildly in the air. "HELP ME!!!!!"

"..."


Wakashi Fumihiro stared at the book in her hands. "Dammit! This was supposed to help me!"

The book's name?

How to Become a Therapist for Dummies and Idiots.


Wakashi Fumihiro is an OC that I made up in one of my other oneshots, Cacti Shurikens. Crazy girl...-shakes head-