Disclaimer: All characters belong to Yoshihiro Togashi and Rumiko Takahashi. But the bastardizing is all me.

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Chapter 1
Shuiichi Minamino

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Immaculate and clean.

That was her first impression of her newest patient.

He sat in front of her, legs crossed, slightly wrinkling the pressed charcoal slacks.

Very proper, she noted, feminine almost.

Cat like green eyes stared at her as she calmly assessed him, unabashedly staring.

Inwardly, she wondered what was wrong with him.

With a stable job and a loving family, there was very little that could cause as a problem.

And yet here he was, sitting in front of her.

He had claimed to have had blackouts as of late and often woke up with no memory of what had occurred before that.

He was polite and gentle, with a serene look on his face.

Calm green eyes looked out at her and his unruly red mane did nothing to dissuade the picture.

But there was something else.

Something more in his eyes.

If she looked closer, she could've sworn she saw something that was hidden away.

And it was so different than the image presented to her currently.

She was frightened.

For that little something sent shivers up her spine.

"How are you today Mr. Minamino?"

A slow smile appeared on his face.

"Please, call me Shuiichi."

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