A/N: I'm finally back! This A/N will be long like every first A/N, so feel free to skip it if you don't give a shit about me XD
I've started writing a lot of emotional and psycological love stories lately, haven't I? I seriously hope you guys like those kind of stories, 'cause those are all gravy for me to write! I do believe that with a dramatic plot and characters, the connection and romance will speak to you much more powerfully. It's especially worth it when I read your guys' reactions to the «crazy» moments via reviews and PM's! This story will be more on the psycological side and it was a very emotional for me to write, so I hope you guys will love this one too! (I have the best readers in the world, after all!) PLZ ENJOY ;3
«Alright…»
She doesn't seem very enthusiastic, does she? Oh, who am I kidding… Of course. Let me remind you, eh? This girl visited me the first time three weeks ago. The first week: She wrote his name all over his diary and also drew his new girlfriend with a large tumor in her forehead with the caption: «MAY SHE DIE A THOUSAND TIMES IN HELL.» The second week: She tried to befriend her and asked her out for a cup of coffee. But after «accidently» blurting out that they got engaged, she fricking stabbed the palm of her hand with a fork. And that takes us to today.
«Please, Saenoki-san… You need to understand that he showed you so much love by telling you the truth the moment he crossed the line. Do you know how lucky you were?» I asked her. She painfully closed her eyes and nodded, her eyelids twitching when she said: «I know, I know… But I would've been luckier if he stayed with me! I love him… I love him so much!»
I sighed. I didn't let it out, though. So it kinda went through my nose. «Saenoki-san… Don't you think he was just a stepping stone to something better? Someone better?» I asked, trying to cheer her up. Heartbroken, young women were one of my most common clients since I started my career as a clinical psycologist 2 years ago. Well… Men too, actually. When it comes to men, it was usually men who had fallen in love with prostitutes and gotten heartbroken by them. I seriously never signed up for this. I was supposed to help with intense problems, not just heartbreaks!
«I have no idea… I don't think I'll ever find someone as good as him,» she admitted. I patted her on the shoulder and said: «You will. Trust me. Whenever you think you're ready to love again, please come and see me if you need help.» I think that was a conclusion. Yeah, it must have been. 'Cause miss Saenoki already started getting dressed for the November weather.
«Thank you very much, Shinozaki-san. You've been such a big help, helping me improve,» she thanked me before going. Have I really? I chuckled quietly when the sound of her footsteps got distant enough. I closed the door behind me and laid back down in my chair, stretching my arms and sighing.
At least I'm glad I could help her… I've been here for 4 hours now and the sun will go down in just an hour, according to the weather forecast. I messed around in my breast pocket for my phone, but felt something that made me remember something I forgot. I silently smiled for myself and picked up the tiny plastic tube from my pocket and just admired it.
«Demon mist» I read the title out loud automatically, my body trembling in excitement. Just the color… The fricking color! I fell in love with it the moment I saw it at the store. Luckily, since I have such a freaky taste, there were stacks of them left. I was supposed to put it on before I went to work, but… Um… Yeah.
«Shinozaki-san? You in there?»
Oh crap! I quickly put it away when I recognized Onizaki-san's voice. «Y-Yeah! Come on in!» I said as calmly as I could, making my boss Onizaki-sensei open the door as once. Heh, she really was waiting for me to say that, huh…
With her classy, black boots making her steps shout, she catwalked her way into my office and gave me a gentle smile, shyly showing off her bright, red lips. For some weird reason, she only started wearing that lipstick when her nephew, Satoshi Mochida started working as her secretary. «I want to prove to him that I'm a boss with class and style,» was the most reasonable answer she gave me. She had a motherly voice and didn't look that old, despite being around 40.
«And how are you today?» she asked with her motherly voice. «Y'know… Good,» I replied. What was with that «y'know»?! She let out a laugh that sounded more like a sigh. «I have some news that might be to your liking, though!» she said exitedly.
My mind brightened up as well as my eyes.
«Really?!» I asked and jumped up from my chair. Her laugh sounded more like a laugh this time. «Yes! Actually, you're getting a new client tomorrow,» she said. I knitted my eyebrows together. «And…?» I asked, digging for something more. Onizaki-san scratched her chin and said: «This client used to have a doctor as his «psychologist», since his problem was considered as an illness. After a few years though, they decided that he should try conseltations with a clinical psychologist. I just had a meeting with your next client's doctor just a few minutes ago.»
«Uh..huh…» I mumbled after a while of processing. «So… What is his condition, exactly?» I asked. She had a troubled look on her face and crossed her arms. «He… He said it's though to explain. Something about «It's not one thing, and neither the other». He said that you'll understand after spending 24 hours in a row with him.
I cocked my head to the side, confused. Must be some serious shit, if he thought that it would be easier for me to find out myself. «I'm sure you'll take good care of him. Good luck!» Onizaki-sensei said with a smile and a pat on my head before walking out.
Hmm… I guess it's a relief that I don't get another heartbroken client though! I sighed and slowly pulled out my hairband and wipped my hair side to side like in shampoo-commercials. Ah… Such a nice feeling… Right, it's safe to get ready to go outside now!
I picked up my phone, turned on the front camera and turned the lid around several times before I finally managed to open it, revealing the small, furry brush. I gently slid it along my upper lip, spreading the terrifyingly dark purple shade and then on the slightly more plump bottom lip.
Ah… I love it so much…
…
«Hey, Shinozaki! You on your way home?» I turned to the side as I walked, enjoying the surprised look on Mochida-kun's face. It really is a bold color… «Mhm! Good work today, Mochida-kun!» I said, purposely rejecting him and laughing. «You're so cold, Shinozaki!» he wined out after me. It's easy to get along with him since we only were a few years apart.
…
The icy wind seeped through the fabric of my black coat as I walked down the street in Tokyo, packed with people. I didn't have that many things to think about. Only what I should have for dinner. Only what I should wear the next day. Only what…
My thoughts crashlanded when I suddenly faceplanted against a solid… wall? «Ow…» I wined out and rubbed my nose. What was that…? A wall made out of steel or something?! I opened my eyes with my gaze faced forward and noticed a piece of fabric that looked similar enough to a regular masculine jacket. It was… a guy?! Oh no, how careless of me! I immediately looked up at what I assumed where his face was and stuttered out:
«I-I'm so…sorry…»
My voice literally faded out at the sigh of the incredibly handsome features, melted into that pale skin. Silver, sharp eyes, a long nose and thin, well-shaped lips… The shape of his face even! He looked as panicked as I was and said with the roughest voice I'd ever heard:
«No, I should apologize! I-I literally didn't move my gaze from the sky! I was just thinking that it may snow soon, and I…»
Could he be the very talkative person? I collected myself and said: «I guess we both were a little absentminded, or what?» He chuckled and nodded. His smile… My goodness, his smile! An unwanted silence followed, and I decided to slap on some small talk. «Well… Maybe it will snow, like you said?» I asked.
It was then I noticed what his gaze was fixed on.
At first I thought he was looking at my breasts and almost freaked out. But after looking at his eyes while talking, his gaze was targeted at something a bit higher.
My lips.
Hehe… maybe he really likes this color? «Yup. Do you see those long, veil-like clouds?» he asked and pointed at the sky. Hm? Why is he suddenly asking me this…? «Um… Yeah…» I replied and looked where his finger pointed. «Those clouds usually mean that there's a cold weather on the way,» he explained. Ooooh… «Nice… I'll remember that,» I said and smiled at him, getting lost in his eyes for a moment. No, seriously… It sounds very cheesy like in tales about love at first sight, but… I seriously forgot every single worry by just looking into those beautiful eyes squinting at me.
«Well then…» He sadly shrugged his shoulders, preparing himself to leave. «Have a good night,» I said. He nodded, flashed me one last grin and walked past me, only leaving a small hint of fragrance from him.
My blood boiled underneath my skin… This is stupid. I won't even see him again, so why am I suddenly getting so attatched!? I shook my head and continued walking. I need to focus on tomorrow, for God's sake! But the whole way back, I couldn't forget…
… there was something about the way he stared at my lips.
A/N: Oh, why is that? Was it really just because of her wild lips colour? I hope you like the first chapter! Plz review your thoughts! UNTIL NEXT TIME ;3
