Therapy 101
Hey, it's me. I've gone over an identity crisis, and stopped getting inspired for my other story. I came up with this idea when I was talking to my friend (best friend) Mari. I've taken on the role of a therapist, and the daughter of the homunculi in the FMA show and novels, Envy and Lust. That's why I can kill myself and still live in the story. Anyway, let's begin the torturous insanity!
Disclaimer: I don't own YGO or FMA. Guess what the initials stand for!
The regular side of Marik(Whom I call the Hikari) walked into the therapist's office, and the therapist first smirked at him, then grinned evilly. "Sit down, my love," I whispered demonically. As if my crush on him wasn't obvious to the blonde.
"I can't believe I let you talk me into this, ", he muttered. I smiled chibi style.
"It's not my fault you're so naïve." I pointed to a purple velvet lounge chair and to a violet velvet chair that looked comfortable. "Sit on which one you want to." He sat on the regular chair while I reclined on the lounge chair, and spread my… work out.
"So, please tell me all about your torturous past life!" I begged. I'm sadistic.
"You know my past already," he replied then added, "Stalker." I threw a book at him.
"I'm doing this for your own good, Hikari-Chan." I did a great job of acting like the stalker comment hurt me emotionally. I pulled out a dagger and looked at my wrists.
"Wait a second, did you call me a child," the Hikari asked, "Or did you add –Chan as a term of affection?" He thought, and added, "It's cute when you act affectionate."
"I called you, and will call you, Hikari-Chan affectionately." I dropped the dagger. "So, when did your troubles of therapy-needing start?" I asked professionally.
He thought for a moment, and sighed. "About a month before I met you." He looked around for a little while. "I suppose I can't escape your wrath, eh?" I nodded.
"And if you do try to leave, I'll send you to the other side of The Gate." I warned.
Five minutes passed, and I spent the time shape-shifting and using the "Ultimate Lance", both abilities inherited from my parents. The Hikari read some of my FMA graphic novels, including the newest one I bought recently. "Let's get back to therapy."
"So, what's triggered your conflict?" I pulled out a calligraphy pen. I scribbled.
"You know, I guess it's due to the lack of excitement in my life." He looked at me for a few seconds. "Hey, do you want to entertain me?" he asked. I glared at him harshly.
Soon after, I stuck my tongue out at him. I am so mature! "You're such a pervert!"
I read my watch, though I had (and still have) trouble reading analog. "Your therapy session is over, so come back…two days from now. Show up on our date tonight, or I'm keeping your Rod." I held up his Millennium Rod, and he growled. "Hey, you're the perverted bastard who controls me to cut myself!" I sat on the Rod, which hurt me.
"Well, don't I look sexy in the best damn clothes I own?" he exclaimed. I laughed.
"Hikari-Chan, you quoted your favorite MCR song! Give 'Em Hell, Hikari!"
He then kissed me lightly on the lips. "You're better when you're silent," he told me.
Here are the translations of the capital letters: FMA - Full Metal Alchemist;
YGO -Yu-Gi-Oh; MCR-My Chemical Romance; Hikari in Japanese means light, and Yami means darkness. Dark in Japanese is Kurai. Envy is the shape-shifter, and Lust is the "Ultimate Lance". Envy looks feminine, but he's a guy. Until part two, my story-reading brethren!
