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Therapeutic Aromance
Chapter Three

Last time...

Argh... I felt really horrible... had a terrible headache. It felt as if I had a horrible hangover...

Thank God the blinds were closed. And there were no loud noises...ugh what time was it? And how did I get into my bed...? The last thing I remember was having a chugging contest with that June girl...

I opened my eyes slowly and closed them promptly, "too bright..." I muttered. God I wish the room would stop spinning...

"I agree." whispered a very, very familiar masculine voice next to my ear.

My eyes shot open in recognition, what the hell was Jin doing in my house-- no wait, in my bed!?

This time...

Many questions wracked my mind as I got as far away from Jin as possible, eventually resulting in me falling off the bed, pulling most of the bedspread with me.

Without even realizing I'd done it I voiced many of the questions I'd been thinking of just scant seconds before; along with a rather healthy dose of curse words as the fall from the bed did nothing to help my condition.

I heard Jin chuckle from where he was-- in my bed mind you. In my bed. I'd have to disinfect it now! Aghh, what have I done? What have I done? What happened? Why can't I remember?

I blame it all on alcohol.

And on June, for supplying me with said alcohol.

"Slow down Yukio, nothing happened..."

Had I been speaking out loud again?

At least at Jin's words I began to calm down slightly before I heard him mumble to himself, '...at least I don't think anything happened...'

I groaned and pulled the blanket over my face, not caring now that I was on the hard wooden floor of my room. "Jin?" I asked softly; afraid that he'd actually respond. Perhaps I'd just had one of those crazy dreams and he wasn't there at all-- in fact I fell off the bed; and woke up because of the fall! Not because of a certain someone whispering in my ear...

Yes, that must be it...

"Hm?" I heard his sleepy response, probably sounding so muffled because his face was buried in my pillow.

I suddenly felt the very strong need to be away; I needed help. Professional help--

Wait a second, that's how I met Jin in the first place. What the hell?! There aren't supposed to be any relationships between therapists and their clients! [1] It's... it's wrong!

Not like I'm angry about that; I mean I wouldn't want to have a relationship with Jin anyway. Even if he wasn't my psychiatrist. Because... well, I'm straight!

As a circle I remembered Jin saying last night and I shook my head, 'Definitely straighter than a circle.'

I noticed that I'd been silent for a while, probably leaving Jin waiting for some reason why I'd called his name, "Ah, what... happened last night?" I asked, almost afraid to hear the answer.

"Shall I recount the events to you?" he asked, and I could almost feel the smirk on his face.

"That's not funny!" I yelled, worried about this whole thing-- if something did happen... I... wouldn't be able to live with myself!

He chuckled, "I was being serious... but if you're really dying to know... I'll put it in plain terms so your morning-mind will be able to comprehend what I'm talking about."

"You didn't have to put that in such fancy language..." I muttered, earning another small laugh.

"Well, I got here, and we drove to June's hou--"

"I know all that!" I shouted irritably, "Skip that! What happened when we got here?"

Jin peered over the bed at me, I had long since pulled the covers from my face... but my feet were starting to fall asleep. He smiled, "Well, we got here and I swear I tried to just leave you but you wouldn't keep your hands off of me--" he watched as all the color slowly drained from my face before the blood quickly rushed back causing my face to become interesting shades of red.

"Wha--?" was all I managed to get out.

He began laughing, "Ah, no sorry... that didn't happen." he paused, his facial expression becoming slightly different before he began speaking once more, "what really happened was we got here. We were both drunk as hell, though you were a little more so than I. You invited me inside," I dreaded what else he was to say, "and told me I could sleep on the couch."

"Well that explains why you're here, but why are you in my bed?"

"Do I interrupt you during your hour sessions?" he asked, amused that I was so impatient, "be patient and I'll get to that."

I huffed slightly as I untangled my limbs from what was left of the part of the bedspread kept on the bed, lowering my legs to the floor seeing as I could barely feel them now. I hated when my legs fell asleep..

"Well, you went off 'to get me blankets' you said; so I waited for a very long time," I opened my mouth to ask exactly how long he waited but he silenced me with a look. "I waited for around half an hour and you still hadn't come back so I went in search of blankets. And of course; being slightly drunk as I was, I saw your bed-- the blankets on them and figured that it was a guest room. I thought it was a guest room because I figured you'd have a futon in your bedroom-- I'd forgotten that you lived about half your life in other countries.. So, I climbed into the bed and fell asleep there."

Seeing as he finished with his story I felt one hundred times better; nothing had happened.

"Ah-- but I should warn you before you get up-- you didn't leave me with much of the blankets up here and I do sleep in the buff.."

"WHAT!?" I yelled. At the sound of Jin's laughter I realized he must have been joking...

"No, I'm only kidding... lighten up Yukio-kun! People in the morgue have a better sense of humor than you."

But people in the morgue are dead... oh wait! I get it... What a bastard.

"Anyway; I will say one thing about your character-- or rather inquire something." again his head peeked over the side to view my reaction to his question which he had yet to ask.

"Do you feel inferior to me?" he asked, seeming serious this time.

I blinked, "Eh? What makes you say that?" I asked, mad at him. Me? Inferior... definitely not. No. Nonononono.

"Well..." he started, drawing out the word, "...you see usually when people are sleeping together and I mean sleeping side by side, not dancing horizontally... the woman; or in this case the one who feels slightly more submissive will cuddle up to the other."

"Are you calling me a woman?" I asked annoyed.

"No, I'm just saying that you definitely like to cuddle." he said with yet another smirk when I began blushing.

"Well, erm, even so.. I uh.." I blinked, trailing off unsure of what I was supposed to say now. I couldn't very well just say 'SO!?' that would be childish. "Erm... get out of my house?"

He stared at me, "Is that a question or a demand?"

"A demand." I replied sullenly.

He shrugged and crawled to the edge of the bed before sitting down, "You should really assert your authority more Yukio-kun... this is after all your house. You shouldn't be afraid to tell someone to leave." He stepped out of my bed--

HE DID SLEEP IN THE BUFF!

No, just kidding. Scared you there didn't I?

He left the room, and closed the door behind him. It was quiet enough to hear the front door open before closing. I let out a sigh of relief... today was Sunday so I wouldn't have to see Jin again until tomorrow after work.

So that would make it... I looked over to my digital clock, twenty-eight hours until then.

I'd wake up at three... since I had to go and visit someone special to me today..

I crawled back into bed, yawning tiredly, pulling the bedspread up over me and beginning to fall asleep.

I smiled faintly, part of the bed was still warm from where Jin was...

The next day...5:00 p.m.

"Kirenai-san[2]! You're back!" the receptionist said with a large smile, "I'm glad-- after hearing that you and Jin went and visited June-chan I was very worried." and she did seem very worried. "I thought we may have lost you, but you're still here-- and in need of more help than ever I'll bet!" she said with a laugh; it seemed as if she'd met June as well..

Though I hadn't really thought her to be that eccentric. Perhaps she just acted differently around me... but why?

"Anyway, Dr. Eclipse should be awaiting your arrival."

I nodded my thanks to the girl before I went up to Jin's office, feeling more and more awkward as I watched the number showing what floor I was on rise.. and rise.. until it finally stopped at the top floor of the building.

I walked out of the elevator and up to Jin's door, I took a deep breath to calm my nerves-- why was I so nervous all of a sudden? The door opened and Jin ushered me inside.

"You're five minutes late," Jin said in a sort of mock-stern voice, "I was beginning to thing you were going to cancel the session. But go ahead and have a seat." he said, motioning to the couch I'd sat on last time.

I sat down and was just getting myself comfortable when Jin brought up a subject that I didn't want to talk about; not yet and more than likely not ever. That part of my past should just remain where it was... buried.

"Ah, last time you were about to explain why you spoke of your sister in past tense..."

"Uh, no I don't think that's where we left off." I said, trying quickly to thing of something to say if it ever came to it. I certainly couldn't tell him what really happened... they'd have to put me in a trance to get that truth out of me.

Jin rummaged through his notepad, looking at his scribbled notes-- "No, I'm right. Last we met I asked about your sister, you seemed reluctant to answer, and the timer went off."

Damned! I'd barely walked in... there was no chance of the damn timer going off this time. "I'd rather not talk about it."

"Sorry, but I am your psychiatrist. There are certain parts of your life that I have to know." He said with a nod, though I don't think it's very professional to force someone to talk about something that obviously upsets them so much.

"She's dead." I said quietly, even though it wasn't a lie it hurt me to even remember, how she had died...the argument we'd just gotten into.. I shivered and shook my head... If I couldn't even think of it how could I voice it to someone I'd just met?

Jin seemed perturbed by this but he shook his head and seemed satisfied with it for the time being, he scribbled something down in his notepad and then looked up at me, waiting for me to begin speaking.

"What is there to really talk about now?" I asked, sullen because of the previous topic.

"Well, when you last were here you told me about living in Ireland; how did you come to Japan?" Jin asked.

I sighed and began speaking, any topic was better than the death of my beloved Yukari. "Well, my stepmother died when I was fourteen and my father finally decided that it was time to move back to our home-country. So we packed our things and three months after my stepmother's funeral we were in Japan."

"You said you had an older brother, correct?"

I nodded, "Yes, my mother took him with her when she left us."

"After they left did you ever see either of them again?"

I thought back, "No, never again."

"Have you heard from them?"

I shook my head, "No... I figured it was because we moved around so much. It'd almost be impossible to track us down."

"Did you ever try looking for them?" Jin asked, occasionally writing something down.

"Ah, no... Yukari always wanted to but I never did."

"Why not? I thought you said your older brother had been your idol?"

I nodded, "Yes... but back then I was always afraid what searching for them would result in. I worried that when I would hire someone to track them down they would come back with word of their death. So time passed, and each day the probability of them being dead grew. I guess after a very long time I just thought it was impossible that they were still alive."

"If you had the chance to find them now, would you?"

I didn't even have to look at Jin to know that my expression had darkened, so I lowered my face glaring at the floor, "No."

I knew my reaction had seemed strange to Jin, even if it were just a matter of 'They left me, I never want to see them, I feel abandoned' I wouldn't have reacted that way.

And of course, Jin being a self-proclaimed talented prodigious therapist, he'd known that as well.

"Care to--"

The buzzer sounded and I was once again saved from recounting something horrible... which I blamed myself completely for. The thing which made me hate myself more than anything...

"Kuso[3]! Why'd you have to be a cheap-- you should have gotten two hour sessions..." he said, standing from his chair and I rose from mine as well.

We both walked to the door, "I'll see you in two days." he said with a slight smile in my direction but as I left I knew that he had been troubled by what he'd seen and heard; after all who wouldn't be?

Damn it... I should've lied and said 'Yes! I'd love to find them!'

Damn...

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To be continued in Chapter Four!

So, exactly what is Yukio hiding? Something much deeper than you were expecting probably, eh? ^_^; Yes, he's becoming a little more angsty than I had planned as well; but he has to be in therapy for SOMETHING right?

[1] At this point I really felt the need to write a story that's vice-versa; in the point of view as the therapist-- So I've decided! Once I finish this one I'm going to do another one through Jin's eyes... maybe in the same document-y thing... hmm ^_^
[2] -san, a suffix that's kind of the Japanese equivalent to 'Mr.' or 'sir'. -san can also be tagged onto women's names as well. It's a sort of respectful thing..
[3] Kuso = kinda a cuss word; equivalent = shit.