" So how does that make you feel?"

" Takeru are you listening to me?"

* Oh bugger off * "Yes I'm listening"

" Then answer my question please."

" I've answered that question five times already! and I keep giving you the same bloody answer!" * Gee this guys a pain in the ass! *

" Yes but Takeru the answer 'I don't know' doesn't help me. Now you must have some feelings about what you did".

" I didn't do anything"

" Takeru you took over a dozen sleeping pills I hardly think that is not doing anything".

"..."

" Look Takeru I cant help you if you refuse to admit to what you've done now can I?"

" You know what I think Takeru?" * I don't care what you think * " I think that for your whole life you've felt that you had to hide behind a cheerful mask to keep people from seeing the real you. You have problems and worries just like the rest of us but for some reason you choose to hide them from others. Unfortunately since you refuse to share your problems with others they just build up in your mind creating enormous pressure. All this pressure eventually has to burst you cant hold it in forever and when it does burst you don't know how to deal with it. You get upset and then take drastic measures to get rid of the confusion and hurt your problems cause you ...what do you think. Am I on to something here Takeru?"

He sits back in his chair and looks at me with a smug look on his face waiting for me to respond to what he just said. * Stupid psychiatrists think they know everything. * However I don't feel like agreeing with him. Mum was the one who forced me to see this guy in the first place and I sure as hell don't want to make this easy for him. So instead of answering him I cross my arms and try giving one of my brother's famous death glares that make even the courage's Taichi nervous. When it becomes evident that I have no intention of answering him he loses his smug look and begins to look pissed off. Good. He heaves an overly dramatic sigh before he begins to speak again.

" Takeru it appears that our sessions are not progressing very well... * Gee your bright * ...and I think that no matter how many sessions we have there are only so many ways in which I can help you and its not enough."

He once again takes a deep breath before continuing. " After talking extensively to your mother we both agree that it would be wise and better for you in the long run if you were to spend some time in a place with teenagers who have similar problems to your own."

* What! * I stare at him for awhile going over what he's suggesting over and over again. I pray that he's joking * please please be joking* However it slowly becomes apparent that he's deadly serious. Those kinds of places he wants me to stay at are for crazy people. I may have my problems but I'm not crazy and I intend on pointing this out to him.

" You cant be serious " I say. " You want me to stay in a nut house?!"

" Takeru..."

" I'm not crazy!"

" I never said you were"

" You obviously think that I am otherwise you wouldn't be suggesting this!" I'm yelling now I know this and I don't care. He can't do this to me he cant! What would my friends think when they hear about this? What would Hikari think?

" Its not that bad Takeru" he's trying to sound soothing to calm me down well its not gonna work.

" Fuck you" I hiss as venomously as I could. He looked taken aback for a moment then regained his composure.

" Its not for ever just for a little rest that's all"

* I cant believe this is happening * I'm close to crying now I can feel hot tears threatening to spill down my face but I refuse to let him of all people see me cry. So instead I choose to bury my face in my hands and try to think clearly.

* Ok...deep breaths...calm down Takeru...yelling like a complete idiot will do nothing to convince him of your sanity. I'll just have to...wait a minute* I jerk my head up abruptly.

" Didn't you say you've already agreed to send me to that place" Fuck being calm. I don't bother giving him a chance to answer me instead ploughing on. Now I'm angry.

"Why did you make this decision without me and more to the point when did you two get together to decide what to do with me huh? Did you have some special meeting that I was unaware of? Is that it? Tell me how long ago was this decision made?" I pause but only long enough to let him answer me.

" About 3 days ago but Takeru listen to me_"

"No you listen to me" I shout cutting him off I was majorly pissed now.

" How dare you go to my mother and talk about me behind my back! You promised me that you would never make any decisions or talk to anyone else about me without my permission. You promised me!". I'm so upset at this point that I can't even breathe properly. There are so many more things that I want to tell this bastard but I'm too upset to get any of it out. So I sit there gasping for breath and struggling to control myself.

" Your mother came to me. She was worried about you she is convinced that you might try to hurt yourself again. And to be honest from the few sessions that we've had I have to agree with her. Your emotional state is really unbalanced right now and whether you want to admit it or not you need help to set it right again. Do you understand Takeru? Where you'll be going you can get the kind of help that you need". He stops and looks at me waiting for my response I guess. To be honest I haven't the energy to respond. I feel so betrayed especially by my mother. How could she not tell me?

" Takeru"

I tiredly look up at him. Tired I feel really tired now. I want nothing more now than to go home, lock myself in my room and cry myself to sleep. Before I was so angry now all the fight has left me and I feel to tired to care.

" Takeru...our session is over. You can go now.

" Wha...oh...sure" I get up and shuffle out the room to where my mother will be waiting for me.

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" Well were here. This place is really quite lovely don't you think Takeru?"

* Easy for you to say you don't have to stay here* I pull my gaze away from the car window and trow a glance at my mom. I hadn't talked to her since my last session with good old doctor Blake, 4 days ago, and I don't intend to start now. Who knows I may never speak to her again. The car stops and I look out the windshield to take in the sight before me. We are just outside of the clinic the walls are high and made of red brick. Black double iron gates serve as the only way into the clinic. A sign by the gate tells me that it's called The Kyoto Psychiatric and Rehabilitation Clinic. * Great. Not only do I have to stay with a bunch of loonies but I have to put up with a bunch of druggies and alcoholics as well.* Moms finished talking in the intercom by the gates and they slowly swing open closing as soon as we drive through. We make our way up the long concrete drive passing by countless shrubs on either side of the driveway an expansive lawn stretches on both sides of us. The two buildings there are a boring pale grey in colour and huge there are so many windows one couldn't count them all. We've stopped in front of one of the buildings now. Mom gets out and goes around the back of the car to get my bags and after a moment I get out to. Its when I'm this close that I can see there are bars on every window * charming just like a prison*. I'm pulled from my thoughts as I hear my mom calling for me to follow her and with a heavy sigh I do. The double glass doors slide open with a hiss and we make our way through. What we are standing in would have to be the reception area. Everything is either white or pale grey in colour. The floors are grey tile and the receptionist's desk in also grey, the walls are painfully white and there are lots of green plants in pots scattered around the room to make it look more attractive. Behind the desk sits a pretty red headed woman with bright green eyes. She looks up from her work when we enter and politely asks "how may I help you?" Mom steps over to speak with her and I choose to stand a little bit away from them contemplating whether or not I'd have a chance if I made a break for it. Mom starts filling out forms and after a few minutes a good looking man in his late thirties maybe, with long blonde hair pulled back into a pony tail, pale blue eyes and tanned skin appears from one of the two doors at the end of the room. He makes his way over to my mom and gives her a dazzling white smile.

"Hi my name is Rumi and I'm the head nurse of the psychiatric ward." Rumi shakes hands with my mom and then turns to me.

"You must be Takeru its great to meet you" He focuses on my mom again.

" Don't worry about a thing Miss Takaishi we will take good care of your son." Rumi takes my bags off of my mom.

"All you have to do now is sign Takeru in the book on the desk over there and then you can say goodbye ok?"

I watch as my mom does and Rumi asks and make her way over to me to envelop me in a crushing hug.

" I love you so much Takeru please get better soon" she whispers to me as she leaves. I can see that she is crying as she goes looking back at me with every few steps that she takes. As she gets in the car I've got this overwhelming desire to run after her attach myself to her legs and beg her to take me home. A hand on my shoulder however stops me from going through with it and I turn to see Rumi smiling at me.

" Come on Takeru" he says to me gently pulling on me slightly "let's get you settled in." Moms gone now so I reluctantly follow after him. Rumi moves over to the door on the left and motions for me to follow him.

" The building were in now is the men's wing and the one next to it is obviously the women's wing. The door that we are going through leads to the psychiatric ward and the other door leads to the rehabilitation ward. Y'know for alcohol and drug abusers." Rumi explains. I follow him through the door and up four flights of stairs before going through yet another door. We end up standing in a wide corridor with different rooms and doors; most of them closed, on either side of us.

" This is your floor" Rumi says, and as in the receptionists office everything is white or grey in colour.

" Come on I'll give you the grand tour." We walk down the corridor Rumi pointing out what each of the rooms are for.

" This is the arts and activity room you're only allowed in there on select days. And in there is the exercise area. This is the nurse's station and these are the phone booths if you want to make a call you have to tell the nurse and she will connect you. Further down is the bathing area and the dining room. The meds will be handed out here each night and this." Rumi stops pointing to a large room filled with mostly teenagers and some older people. " Is the TV room where everybody hangs out." The people were all lounging around on several overstuffed chairs, on the floor or sitting at the tables watching TV, writing in journals or playing cards.

" And now lets show you you're room and introduce you to your new roommate." Rumi walks up to the fourth door away from the TV room and opens it pushing me gently in. There is another kid around my age sitting on one of the beds books scattered around him. His back was facing us so I couldn't see his face but I'm sure I've seen the hair somewhere before. Rumi clears his throat to signal our presence and the kid spins around to face us jaw hanging open in surprise when he caught sight of me. I have to say I'm pretty damn surprised myself to see him here of all places. Its like fate was playing a cruel and unusual trick on me. Rumi strides over to the spare bed and dumps my bags on it then turns around to address us both.

" Takeru this is Daisuke Motomiya. Daisuke this is Takeru Takaishi your new roommate." I'm still to shocked to say anything so is Daisuke by the looks of it so we just stare at each other jaws open like a couple of fish.

" Well I will be going now" Rumi says heading for the door. " Daisuke in half-n hour would you take Takeru to the dining room?" And with that Rumi leaves leaving the both of us alone together.

* Oh shit*