Clockwork

Silver looked away angrily, he had only just wanted some peace and quiet, why the fuck couldn't he have FIVE GODDAMN MINUTES, (FIVE WASN'T MUCH TO ASK FOR) to take a moment to hate the world and its brightness! Growling under his breath he stubbed out his cigarette, with a twist of venom laced anger. God he fucking hated Mondays. They literally were a royal pain in his arse. He wasn't some damn floozy on the street. He wasn't desperate like them. They had… cooties. Turning away from the pervert he ran. It must be his hair. Only hookers had his kind of hair. He wasn't a fucking whore though.

Why. Why. Why oh fucking hell WHY! Silver didn't care if he was running 'home' or just taking the streets at random, one after the other; he just noted and took much pleasure in the burning searing pain in his lungs. He twisted and turned through alleyways, round corners and through crowded streets until he stopped finally in the city centre. The burning in his chest was like cold fire searing through his being. He stumbled a little, shit when had he last eaten? Sitting down on the dotted, stained pavement Silver pulled out a carton of cigarettes from his back pocket only to find it empty. He tutted and threw it carelessly into the road, watching as it got blown around, tumbling, until finally a car ran it over, squashing it.

Silver watched it listlessly. 'I wonder if I could be that flat too if I was to be run over...' He mused wearily as he watched the flattened box get run over and over again. He sighed and leant his elbows on his knees, 'would I be as pretty and red as road kill…Or will I just be a blob...' he stifled a laugh 'of course I won't be pretty. That's a ridiculous thought. I'll be as hideous as that black spot of gum next to me.' Standing Silver cast his pale gaze across the street.

Silver sighed. Life was so… cookie cut. As in it was so shaped and held no true meaning. He toed a flyaway plastic bag that rustled by. But cookies weren't important. But whilst he wished they were, they weren't. He sighed.

'I don't want to grow up.'

It was such a childish thought but Silver didn't care, it was true. He reached up slowly to the necklace around his throat, simple, silver, he fingered the pendant on the end and he pulled it out to look at it.

A pocket watch, he smiled quietly at it. That is what he was, that was what humans all were, a piece of clockwork. Wound up to face life, and when he thought his spring was just starting to grind to a halt… he was cruelly wound back up again. God, who knew Mother Nature, was such a… bitch? Silver chuckled mirthlessly; his daily angst was taking a new unexpected turn today! He gripped the trinket tightly, imprinting its shape into his hand, it was comforting in that aspect, for it was solid and could leave a mark. Silver leant against the lamp post feeling peaceful, he felt his eyes closing as he drifted off to sleep, it was warm and sunny and he enjoyed the peace of the buzzing city life around him. The redhead was actually surprised at the 'happy' thoughts currently trickling into his head but… He felt peaceful here; here he was just another person in billions who no one could care less about. He liked it better that way. It was better that way actually.

He didn't like attention. He loathed it.

He didn't like humiliation either; it was something he seemed to experience every time someone even looked at him. It was clearly written across their faces, what they saw. What he saw in the reflection of shop windows or the liver spotted mirrors of public bathrooms. A scrawny, small insignificant and unimpressive specimen of a human. He smiled. Nope he was quite average in the sense that he could easily be forgotten amongst the thousands of other average citizens. The only aspect of him that a stranger would ever remember was his piercing steel silver eyes. And maybe his hair, Silver took much pride in his long dark fox red hair; it was the only part of him he actually liked. He didn't have much self esteem; he couldn't even hold his own in a fight. He could however make peoples' life hell.

He drifted further into his thoughts. Maybe today was a good time to stop the painful vicious cycle for good. Silver stood up, he felt so damn peaceful he could sing. But he wouldn't do that because singing involved drawing attention to himself. Yeah, he felt good right now, he took a step forward, then another, and another, Silver laughed and a horn was blaring.

Screaming.

Shouting.

Swearing.

Silver closed his pale misty grey eyes. Surprisingly nothing hurt as much as it should've; what a total disappointment. Oh the humiliation. He could hear people whom he didn't even know crying and asking if he was ok. Silver called bullshit on it, as if they actually cared. They didn't even know him.

They didn't care about him.

They would forget about him most certainly, that was a definite given.

Easily like a pest that was always meant to be exterminated.

He smiled softly, ah. And there was the long awaited pain. Silver cringed at how much it hurt. He vaguely heard something about a broken arm and bruised ribs and how lucky he was to be alive. He closed his eyes, willing the darkness crashing down on his consciousness to bleed to the rest of his body.

Spare him the niceties.

Silver groaned. This better be the godamn afterlife. He slowly sat up. He hissed, it was far too bright in the room for it to be the afterlife. Damnit. God-fucking-damn!

"Good morning young man, that was quite a nasty accident! You're lucky to be alive."

"Fuck!"

Silver dropped his head mainly because it was tiring holding it up from the bed he currently occupied, that and he needed to somehow physically voice his disappointment. Once again it was another foiled attempt at achieving death. But damn he felt good. Turning his head to look at the nurse Silver screwed up his nose slightly. Her name read 'Joy' on the name tag. Fucking lovely, just who he needed! What a joy. He snickered at his own lame joke as he stared up at the hospital ceiling, hating every second of his existence as it trickled by. Silver smirked dryly at the nurse hovering over him. She was speechless. He raised an eyebrow. This was turning out to be rather fun! Mind-fuckery was so much fun.

"Can I help you?"

"I need to administer your painkiller so... it might hurt..."

Silver snorted.

"Lady, I walked into a fucking car over here. Also I'm sure you have also seen the scars on my wrists where I cut myself every night for a fortnight. Thus I highly doubt that this is going to hurt."

Theatrical as it was Silver found being over dramatic amusing, mainly even if it was for his own. Joy was once again speechless; Silver didn't doubt he was probably one of the rudest patients she ever had to deal with. Normally one would be thanking medical personnel for saving their life. He smiled inwardly how cute and naïve and sugar scented it all was. Silver made a small sound of disgust at his own thoughts and turned his head away from her. Try being the bitch of a multibillionaire's gang, that's what pain is.

"Well what are you waiting for? The damn grass to grow? You don't want me in pain now do you?"

He snapped irritably, there was only so much stupidity he could take. Humans were so dumb sometimes. Oh, he hated being at the mercy of someone else. Silver scoffed. He wasn't at anyone's mercy, he just happened to be in a situation he didn't particularly like. The nurse mumbled an apology, fumbling with the syringe. The silver eyed teen sighed and turned back to her, he held out his good hand. This was beginning to annoy him.

"Give it here."

"B-but."

"You can't even do your job properly, that really is such a shame, give it to me."

"But sir, you are not authoris-"

"Fuck authorisation. Ever heard of drug abuse?"

Nurse Joy stared as the redhead injected himself with the powerful drug; once he was done he discarded the needle carelessly, it clattered to the floor. Silver slumped back against the pillow, he smiled lazily up at the lady with his silver eyes. He felt so fucking high already. Like he could fly only… without wings… yeah… Zoom.

Zoooooom.

"This stuff is awesome."

"I'll go fetch the doctor now that you are awake, sir, so please do not leave the room."

"Jesus woman, do I look like I can move! Don't bother, I don't need a doctor."

Joy shook her head. She looked worried, Silver frowned, was that pity he saw swimming in her brown eyes? It better not be! Snarling inwardly Silver closed himself off from her. How annoying. She reached out to smooth the locks of dark red hair that fallen into his face, however she stopped when Silver flinched away, glaring at her accusingly. Sighing softly the woman backed off and turned towards the door. The red haired male blew a small raspberry and gazed out of the window, it was a nice day outside. That was good maybe everyone had forgotten about him. He was rudely pulled back to the otherworld by Joy who bustled round straightening his medications on the bedside cabinet and dusting surfaces. Silver gave her a withering look and the nurse smiled encouragingly.

"No, he must see you; you only came out of critical condition a few hours ago. We have also arranged for you to meet a counsellor on a frequent basis."

Silver gave her his best 'are you fucking kidding me!' look. She smiled at him amiably, obviously pitying him now and Silver hated it, it was just, well, she was too smiley... Seriously did this woman only have one expression?

"Our counsellors are very kind and knowledgeable; they are excellent at breaking down both the physical and mental states of their patients. They can help you get better, sir."

"Right, could they tell me just by looking at my face if I've sucked dick or not?"

Silver retorted, his initial high was wearing off and his patience was growing thin. Mercifully that single statement was enough for the nurse who turned bright red and bolted from the room. Silver chuckled softly and smiled to himself, or more like a grimace of pain. How disgusting.

"My name is Crystal, well it's actually Lyra, Lyra, with a long 'ahhhh' at the end! So it's Lyraaaah~ but honestly, Crystal is so much cuter! So darling what's yours?"

Silver raised an eyebrow and indicated to the name tag he wore. Was this woman… high? As in medically diagnosed as permanently high? Her hair was a strange unnatural peppy shade of turquoise, styled with probably enough hairspray to burn a massive hole in the ozone layer and her personality just as nauseating. Thank god she hadn't gone with the herd mentality yet and done any bodily enhancements due to plastic surgery. Crystal giggled and pushed up her glasses. Silver knew the expression plastered across his face was revulsion. The bouncy turquoise haired woman didn't seem to notice though, oh well. He did try his best. Someone totally needed to take their Ritalin.

Ritalin?

More like tranquilisers.

"Oopsie my mistake! Well then... Silver... Giovanni... Oh! What a lovely, lovely romantic name you have. Does your mother read Shakespeare? I LOVE Shakespeare it's always so romantic! I mean Romeo and Juliet is the ultimate love! I just adore their relationship; oh the power of love is so wonderful! And the old English! Thy and thou and all that jazz, it sends tingles running through me! Oh have you read Macbeth! Morbid yes but ooh it's scary isn't it? I mean to think that someone would go to such lengths? Oh… Old literature… my favourite, it's always been so romantic…"

Seriously, was this woman for real! Silver didn't know, so he stared blankly at the woman who fiddled with her pen happily as she awaited his response. After a moment of silence Silver responded only after inching away from her as she invaded his personal space, carding her fingers through his long dark fox red hair. ('But your hair is so soft and silky and it's GORGEOUS! Mine isn't as nice as yours though I really wish it was you know maybe it's because I dye mine too much and yours is all natural! Oh, I'm so jealous! What hair products do you use? I mean I use L'Oreal because, the ad? 'You're worth it?' yeah that's why! Hey Silver do you think I'm worth it? Do I look good with turquoise hair? I mean I was going to re-dye it a chestnut colour once it faded but do you think it looks good on me? It's okay you can be totally honest I-) Silver cut her ramblings short.

"She reads the Karma Sutra if that's what you mean."

"O-oh well then... So honey, have you been feeling angry or lost lately?"

Silver stared at the bluenette- Lyra-Crystal, some more, she beamed back at him obviously she had had several cups of coffee this morning each with at least three sugars. No one, Silver swore mentally, absolutely NO ONE could be this… annoyingly happy in the mornings. It was inhuman.

"You sound like a stupid online advertisement."

"Really! I thought that it was so in with teenagers at the moment! You know, that kind of stuff being all the rage! It's like lolcats right?"

Silver did not even bother answering; he was wasting his time on this bimbo, she was nice enough but God was she stupid. Not even worth his time. They said he needed a counsellor not some starry eyed literature junkie. Silver let out the breath he had been holding, blowing his fringe out of his eyes. God he was bored, he needed to do something, something that would benefit him, like a nice sharp knife. Then he could cut himself till he passed out again. Then he wouldn't have to listen to Lyra- no, Crystal's useless yakking. Slumping back into his chair he toed the edge of the frayed rug, sulking. Her voice, irritatingly loud and bright cut through his foggy mind- FOR GOODNESS SAKE WHY COULDN'T HE BE LEFT ALONE! Silver grumbled, glowering at her from under the fringe of red hair that blazed across his right eye. It wasn't much to ask for! Really humans just LOVED to stick their noses where it was unwanted sometimes. It made Silver want to attempt voodoo. Why? Because he had the sudden murderous urge to stab pathetically innocent dolls with pins, preferably ones with turquoise hair.

"As I was saying, so, since when have you been feeling depressed Silver?"

"Since I was born."

Silver replied dryly, wondered that if he just answered all her questions quickly, she would leave him alone in peace where he could continue to ponder over the sad existence of the world and its contents.

"Come now darling, no one is depressed when they are born."

"Yes they are. Why are babies born crying then?"

"..."

Silver smirked again. Crystal squealed.

"OH YOU'RE SO ADORABLE!"

"Isn't this going to get you fired? Not that I fucking care anyway, that's your problem."

"You're so cold and cool! Ah… This is like a dream come true the dark silent type! Oh this is giving me SO MANY IDEAS for my original fiction I'm writing, would you like to hear some?"

"..."

"Oh I'm teasing you honey~ I'm married."

Silver curled his lip at her incredulously; she looked so earnest he wanted to vomit. Rolling his eyes the steel eyed teen shrugged. She giggled. GIGGLED, Silver was seriously contemplating making a break for it as his sanity was probably in danger of being over exposed to such obnoxious, as his father called it… 'Frivolous frivolities'… Or something dumb like that. He stretched his neck a little and looked down at his broken arm in its sling.

"I pity him."

Crystal halted mid giggle to stamp her foot in mock rage. Silver looked down his nose at her, she was so childish it hurt to look at her properly, combined with the bright fizzy fake hairdo… She waved her hand in his face and he scowled.

"HE LOVES ME! ANYWAY~ Let us not talk about my hubby now shall we~?"

"And talk about what?"

"Why, talk about you of course honey~"

"There's nothing to tell."

"Yes there is, do you remember what made you so angry at the world?"

Silver glowered at her. If he had the ability to set objects on fire, he'd start with this woman; he would so enjoy watching her run round with her hair on fire. He suppressed a snicker.

"Oh~ oh! Eusine, I am so sorry, I know I promised! BUT I MAY JUST RESTART WRITING THAT EROTIC GAY FICTION! Because oh, Silver dear, you remind me SOOOOO much of my main character!"

Silver stared, what? That was disgusting; he didn't want to think or even begin to think of what this crazy woman was thinking of. The door opened with a click and a rush of air, (HE WAS SAVED!) the air conditioners were on in the hospital hallways it seemed. Crystal quickly jumped up and began smothering kisses over the man who entered. He was tall with carefully yet oddly styled brown hair and a flamboyant air seemed to hang, no crackle round the eccentric newcomer. He was in Silver's honest humble opinion the perfect partner for Lyra- Crystal. Literally. They were BORN to be together; Silver wasn't one for romantics nor was he one for the sappy cheesy stuff, Romeo and Juliet for the record had bored him to tears, but this even he had to admit was a match like no other. Because… What man wore bright purple suits with ruffs and frills and a bright red bow tie to match and… were those knickerbockers!

"OH MY LITTLE EUSINE BEAN~! CRYS CRYS MISS YOOOOUUU!"

Silver cringed and looked away. This was so gross. He heard an obscene sucking noise and hastily covered his ears. Yeah. Gross. Eusine looked down at the redhead in the chair and held out his hand jovially. Silver did not take the handshake and instead stared him down. Slowly Eusine dropped it, but his smile was still pleasant but Silver could still see that godamn pity! There was NOTHING wrong with him.

"How are you today Silver, my good man?"

"Like my soul has reached the edges of an abyss."

He even gave a theatrical shudder to get his point across; Crystal, well Lyra was watching the exchange through dewy eyes as she clung to her husband's arm tightly. Eugene snorted and let out a full bellied laugh.

"I highly doubt that. If you are wondering if I am your assigned doctor, I think you'll be disappointed to find that the magical marvellous me isn't available! Please wait for your counsellor to arrive. Ah speak of the devil! Green how ARE you! How are you, HOW ARE YOU?"

Eusine had only just finished talking when a lean, very handsome, chestnut brunette haired man with artfully spiked hair swaggered through the door in a billowing lab coat, why a lab coat Silver didn't have a clue. His sharp feline bright green eyes were sparkling with life. He ignored Eusine's proffered handshake and with a breezy smile written across his attractive young face, he looked down at Silver who suddenly felt rather drained sitting in his wicker chair. So much energy in the mornings, it was scaring him.

"Yo~! Thanks Eusine, Crys, I'll take the wheel from here. What's up kid? The name's Green Oak by the way as my good colleague Eusine was so kind to point out, I'm your counsellor. Please call me Green."

Green hummed and prodded the redhead with his finger. Silver yelped and growled at the brunette threateningly. Green held up his hands in self defence and took a step back respectfully. Silver shifted, arm in its cast and sling didn't irritate him more. Green looked mildly amused as he shooed away both Crystal and her husband, the two left without a fuss despite their otherworldly personalities and appearances. Silver snarled as Green prodded some more.

"DONT TOUCH ME!"

"Did that hurt?"

"What the hell do you think!"

"Well, it means you are healing. Anyway, meet the rest of your counselling group. They're all absolutely gorgeous people if I say so myself."

Green then waved to the door as a pale but beautiful brunette woman whose blue eyes held a deep aching sadness timidly stepped through, a stocky built but trim teen with a long dark fringe that hung over his piercing eagle gold eyes, a small boy with pale hair- he was albino, his pink eyes swivelled about nervously before locking onto Silver himself, and finally a lanky, wiry young man with dark hair and blood red eyes entered, his slender hands twitching as his scarlet eyes swept with a fierce intensity round the room noting things with various degrees of interest.

"Blue Glaciem, Gold Hunter, Ruby Norman and Red Pallet,"

"It's BRENDAN!"

Green smiled apologetically and pulled up chairs for the rest of the group members to sit down. Blue chose the one nearest to the door, Silver observed with interest. Red simply stood there, his expression was blank, and it looked as if the man was really bored, his hands were still doing that weird twitching thing. The redhead couldn't tell if this was Red's normal expression or not.

"Sorry about that, Ruby suffers from a kind of emotional instability and he doesn't know what is real and what is not."

"My name is BRENDAN! Get it right!"

"Apologies Brendan, But your name is Ruby Norman."

"NO! It says on my birth certificate I'm Brendan!"

The pale haired boy held out a blank piece of paper, Green took it and knelt down to pat the boy on the head gently. Silver was surprised at the interaction, just what sort of relationship did Green have with all his patients?

"That's nice Ruby. That's very nice, why don't you go sit with auntie Blue?"

Silver stared at the four unimpressed. Ruby seemed to settle down at this and went over obediently to Blue who held out her arms and the albino child clambered onto her lap, blinking owlishly at them all with his pink ruby red eyes. Silver scratched his elbow, he couldn't remember the last time he had broken an arm, the cast was itchy.

"So what are their sob stories?"

Green clicked his tongue and smiled, pulling out a huge thick pink furry notebook that had a leather flower clasp on the front with a flourish. Noticing Silver's appalled expression Green took on a slightly defensive tone as he flipped through its equally pink flowery pages:

"It was my sister's present to me when I turned 20! Anyway…"

"Blue Glaciem, 4 miscarriages, abused and terrorised by her pervious husband who is now in jail for several years ongoing. Gold Hunter, anger management issues, been in juvenile prison more times that I can count all the hairs on my head, I also assume he was… uh, raped, but he refuses to tell me otherwise. But it's a bit of a dark family past for him. Red Pallet- huge social problems, a rather awkward man as you can see- his hands tend to twitch when he has the urge to fiddle with things, however he gets quite violent when really upset, so in a sense he's bipolar. Now… This sounds insensitive that I have already revealed deep issues concerning each one of you but I don't believe in wishy-washy confidentiality. I believe in rights and the truth which is why I will be rather blunt at times."

Silver was not impressed. Red with that same strange bored expression certainly did twitch awkwardly, his eyes still shifting until Green handed the raven male a clickable pen. Red settled down significantly and began clicking the pen at certain intervals. Silver at first thought it was to the ticking of the clock until he realised it was every time Green blinked, Red would click the pen. Silver scoffed, showing his displeasure. Gold stood up his arms still crossed but his stance was aggressive as was his voice which was a typically deep male voice and anger laced with distrust and hatred.

"Something amusing you ginger?"

Gold sneered, noticing Silver's disgust. The tawny eyed teen continued.

"What is this poor excuse of an emo? He looks like a Heavy Metal Goth and a Green Peace Hippie got together and he's their mutant offspring."

Green frowned disapproving at the amber eyed male, when the teenager didn't respond, Green tutted at Gold instead. Silver glared at the gold eyed teen, they were about the same age. He didn't like him already, not that the insult really affected him, just something about Gold made his skin crawl. Tilting his head to one side Silver widened his eyes slightly and said innocently:

"Says the used whore."

Chaos.

Blue yelped in fear and hid behind Red who this whole time had not had a single facial movement nor had he said a word but had stopped clicking the pen, Ruby screamed and began clawing at the walls his blunt nails rasping down the pale plaster, Gold leapt at Silver who only just dodged. Green was nearly as angry as Gold was as he chased said teen and Silver as the two danced around the room knocking furniture over and sending items flying.

"USED WHORE? I'LL RIP YOUR FUCKING FACE OFF... YOU FUCKING SHITRAG!"

Silver laughed as he taunted the raven haired male, hit a nerve had he? Gold was livid; his expression was fierce and dark like an enraged tiger. Snarling and lashing out viciously, Silver still evaded. He found this exhilarating; if this was what it felt like to battle death then he'd totally do it for a living.

"Try better than that, Hunter."

Gold roared, sounding very much like a wild animal in all reality and lunged across a table, lean corded muscle rippling with effort, grabbing Silver around the throat the two collapsed to the ground. Just as he was about to deal a punishing blow, Green grabbed Gold and yanked him off before the stronger teen could do any damage to Silver who was in cast and would be for the next several weeks. The two wrestled fiercely, Green slowly backing down, bit by bit as the younger male dominated him in a spurt of pure, raw power. That is until Red stepped in, his expression blank and void he lifted the two by the scruffs of their necks, hauling them apart, his skinny lean muscled arms held a surprising amount of strength. Gold rounded on the red eyed male but stilled mid strike, much to Silver's surprise. Watching the seething male Silver noted how the amber eyed teen's nostrils flared and his lips parted slightly in shock. A nagging thought in the back of his mind told Silver that Gold had seen something in Red's expression, or lack thereof that had prevented him from harming Green and thus Red himself.

"Stop."

Red's voice was quiet, calm and also completely ice cold neutral; it was however a pleasant baritone and Silver found that upon replaying this strange mans' voice over in his head, he could hear the underlying authoritative note of finality in his voice. Green stood straighter, breathing heavily. He straightened his lab coat and pinned Gold with a disappointed glare. Red picked his pen up and began clicking it again. Green rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly.

"I will NOT tolerate this kind of behaviour Hunter!"

Green growled, Gold hissed and shrugged the doctor off and glared malevolently at the red haired teen.

"You'll wish you were dead if I ever catch you!"

Gold made a sharp, savage snapping motion with his hands. Silver smirked and shook his hair out of his eyes. Gold followed the motion with calculating amber eyes, his expression dark and his hands twitching erratically. Red got bored of his pen and threw it away with a clatter.

"Feel free, I'm always open to new ideas."

Green smacked the suicidal prone teen over the head with his clipboard. His green eyes narrowed from trying hard to keep his temper in check. Red hovered nearby waiting. Ruby had stopped scratching the walls and had huddled into Blue's side, cuddling up to the shy woman, his white face drawn into a grimace of fear. Green cleared his throat and picked up his fuzzy notebook slowly. Red had that infuriating pen again. Silver swore that clickable pens should be illegal by now. Red twitched slightly as he clicked away.

"A word of advice from a truly concerned bystander, Giovanni. It's down the streets and not across the road."

Gold simpered; his smiled sickeningly sweet, his gaze insolent and his smirk rude, Silver contemplated flipping him off but instead opted to respond.

"Like you would know, that's just a myth."

"Prove it ginger."

"Fine asshole. Do you have something sharp and pointy by any chance?"

"Don't be stupid Silver. Gold, can't you shut up for one second? Let's be civil now shall we?"

Green cut over them and despite the happy exterior his voice held a dark commanding undertone. Blue sighed and held onto Ruby, quietly stroking his pale hair. Gold made a clicking sound and sat down in Blue's chair. Flinching the woman edged away and took the seat opposite from the violent teenager, her blue eyes never once leaving his form. Silver had a shrewd feeling she felt like she was to be the next victim of Gold's vicious rage and wanted to keep an eye on him. Pinching the bridge of his nose Green swept his emerald gaze round the room before flicking through his notebook, his tone was light but still weighed down with disappointment as he said (Red even stopped clicking his pen to listen):

"You made Ruby cry and Blue is about to have a mental breakdown so let's please act sensibly. Gold I want to have a word with you after the session. Silver, you can stop smirking."

"It's Brendan."

Ruby whimpered out, sniffling. Blue kissed the top of his head soothingly. Silver wiped the smirk off of his face, seemed like Green wouldn't tolerate any kind of bullshit it seemed. Fuck that, Silver mused propping his chin on the palm of his hand he stared insolently at Gold across the room. The jet raven haired teen caught on and returned the intense stare with mounting dislike. Red stood between their chairs, pen long forgotten both his slender hands, now without a single twitch curled into slight fists, his blood ruby red eyes flicking back and forth, his head the whole time not moving an inch. It was a bit unnerving. Green stopped his paper shuffling and looked up to see the tension in the room. He sighed and smacked the note book down onto his desk. The sound made Blue jump her lips twisting in worry at the volume. Green's head immediately swivelled over to Silver who sneered.

"He started it."

Silver grumbled, seething as he pinned Gold with another glare.

Green sighed, his brows furrowed as he tried to compile his own jumbled thoughts. Gritting his teeth the handsome brunette replied in a rather composed, if not snotty voice:

"I don't care who started it, just be mature and act your age and remember that everyone in here is very sensitive to their own problems. So shall we start the first group session? I promise it won't take long."

Red nodded. Green turned to Ruby who was now perched on Blue's lap.

"So Ruby, how are you today?"

"I was fine until big brother attacked that demon!"

Ruby pointed at Silver who rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out, causing the little albino boy to frown dramatically and return the action, Silver blinked when he saw that even Ruby's tongue was quite pale.

"And who is big brother?"

Green questioned, pen poised, Ruby pointed to Gold. Green's eyebrows shot up his forehead and his almond shaped eyes widened, clearly he was surprised as was Red who Silver noted with much interest had GRUNTED in his astonishment. Recovering Green scribbled down a few notes and questioned some more.

"Do you think what he did was wrong?"

"Big brother never does anything wrong."

Green blinked. Red placed a hand on the counsellor's shoulder. Green looked up at the younger man and nodded. Silver was now very curious to what their relationship was. Red suddenly stepped away and sat down, looking at his hands. Green chewed on the end of his pen thoughtfully.

"I see."

"Blue, how are you?"

Blue smiled shakily and pushed a piece of chocolate brown hair out of her eyes, Silver realised that she had a terrible scar across one side of her temple, where the hair had covered it. Green smiled reassuringly at her and she responded alike.

"I'm happy today. I realised I'm happier when I have Ruby."

Green smiled and cooed at them, Ruby giggled.

"Aren't you both adorable~ Now, Red."

Red who had been on and off, interacting and withdrawing throughout the whole drama looked up from where he was sitting as he was addressed.

"How was work today?"

"Good."

Shaking his head at the quiet single worded answer and hiding a smile Green turned to Gold who still sat on the edge of his chair looking mutinous, chewing his lower lip angrily.

"So Gold today was…?"

"Awesome."

"He's just as disturbed as you are Gold, he was angry because you insulted him too, remember?"

Green attempted to placate Gold, who was gripping the arms of the chair so hard his knuckles were white, Silver could see that Gold while trim and a bit on the short side, his broad shoulders displayed his power, the way the cords stood out in his arms also portrayed Gold was not weak.

"I'll break his little skinny neck!"

"No you will not."

Green assured the jet raven haired male that he would not be breaking any necks anytime soon. Gold finally sat back into his chair properly his lips curled into a smile of utmost dislike for the redhead who sat a few feet away.

"Just you wait Silver."

Gold glowered and Silver smiled sweetly and blew him a kiss. Gold's growling only increased in volume. Green snapped his pink hairy notebook shut with a note of finality before passing it to Ruby who chirped in delight and began stroking the furry cover happily. Taking a deep breath Green seemed to ponder over something before looking at the clock on the wall. A few moments ticked by and then which his hands on his hips he rounded on each member of the group with a startling amount of emotion and ferocity.

"Ruby, Your problem is that you overreact. You CLAWED my wallpaper! I will not be so kind to you next time you do it. You need to learn to stop okay? It's a very bad habit."

Ruby cowered into Blue who pursed her lips and sent Green a reproachful look. Green continued his tone like that of a parent giving a lecture, strong but not without reason.

"If you want to get better Ruby you need to start thinking about how you can change this. Understand? You're going to go back to the orphanage today and you will tell Uncle Birch what happened today ok?"

The albino boy hid his face, Green leant down.

"I can't hear you."

"Okay…"

Ruby whispered, Green stood straight again, a small smile across his face. His green gaze snapped up to Blue who flinched.

"You have no self esteem. Come on Blue, I knew you back then, this woman sitting right here in front of me now? A complete stranger, where are you? Come on Blue I need something to work with! I can't help you if you can't help me understand you!"

Blue shied away her lower lip trembling. Green lowered his voice; it was gentler now, so much more different from his previous rising. Blue shivered and didn't keep eye contact.

"Where was the little girl who was so happy to get married?"

Silver jumped at the smack that rang through the room. Green took a step back, a red mark cut across his cheek. Blue immediately shrank back in on herself, cowering, shielding Ruby as she did so, and her expression blank and fearful. The brunette doctor chuckled, rubbing his sore cheek.

"I'm sorry Blue. I had to. You understand right?"

The woman slowly looked up and her lower lip trembled, Silver realised with a jolt she was frightened, very much so, it was so much testosterone in one room and she felt at risk.

"I'm sorry Green."

Green smiled brilliantly at her and the effect was instantaneous, all tension from the lady's' body melted away and she slumped in her chair, hugging Ruby to her being as she cried silently. The albino child patted her face clumsily, his pink red eyes smiling for her instead. Clearing his throat Green turned to Gold who was ready for him with a smirk.

"Well Gold?"

Silver suppressed a snort. Whilst Gold was clever, he wasn't as clever as Green who had also predicted Gold's anticipation. The question had thrown the tawny eyed male off track. Tilting his head to one side Gold stared.

"What?"

Green raised his eyebrows.

"What do you think?"

Gold scowled.

"Nothing."

"Exactly Gold, that's your problem. Your attitude, your manners even just you as a person overall, it's repulsive. You don't let anyone in, but you don't let them get away either. You used to be a normal kid who loved his younger brothers' right? "

Gold's face was a picture of anger and sadness, Silver didn't know which one was stronger. Green pressed on.

"Right Gold? You did, DIDN'T YOU?"

"YES YES I DID OKAY! SHUT THE FUCK UP NOW! JUST… JUST STOP LOOKING INTO MY LIFE! ARGH! JESUS!"

Gold clenched his hands into fists as he struggled to express himself. Green didn't say anything and instead moved on to Red who stood silently, his eyes downcast, his lips drawn into a thin solid line.

"I think you know what I think of you right now Red."

The black haired man nodded and held out the pen which Green took; Red curled his hands round his biceps, his fingers twitching slightly. Green sighed and turned to Silver who waited unsure of what Green was going to tell him. He was however surprised yet again by the doctor.

"Tired?"

Silver mute, nodded. Green rolled his shoulder's and shrugged off his lab coat to reveal the black collared button up shirt he wore underneath. The verdant eyed man stared down all his patients.

"I'm so disappointed. You may all leave now except Gold and Silver."

Blue nodded and stood up, Ruby clutching her hand as they left the room, Crystal who was waiting outside ushered them away, her previous bright bubbly attitude from before was gone and suggested to Silver that the turquoise haired woman had overheard the last few minutes of their session. Red strangely enough stayed behind, hovering near Green who was packing up his case. Gold stood, his expression no longer aggressive but one of a contemplative sadness. Silver stood next to him awkwardly. Green finished and turned to them both.

"I want you to apologise to each other."