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I will be having a 'contest'-ish thing to determine the actual name of this story.
Disclaimer: K. Masashi won't let me buy Sai, Kiba, Shino, Dei-tan, Sasori-danna, Itachi, Neji, Hayate, Kisame, Kakashi, Gaara, Kankuro, Naruto, Orochimaru, Kabuto, and Sasuke. But I'm working on it...don't worry!! (kukuku (Oro's evil laugh))
Of Lacking Names
"Well, will you talk today?"
The black haired girl looked up at the silver-haired man sitting in front of her. Staring at him with blank lifeless eyes like any other day she leaned back instead of answering, looking down at her folded arms. She heard the man, Kakashi was his name, sigh and she rolled her milky eyes. They had been doing this for almost a year. She would come and sit in his office while he either tried to get her to talk or they just sat staring at each other.
She looked around the room. It was fairly big with pictures and paintings on the walls. One showed a man playing piano, the sweet notes flowing off the keyboard, another pictured a sandy beach at night with foot prints and hearts and stars in the sand. There are diplomas framed behind his desk and a bookshelf not too far from that. It amazed her how many books this man had, even though she would never show it. They were stacked behind the couch, between the bookshelf and the wall and even on top of it. The bookshelf itself was almost bursting apart with the books it was holding.
"Have you done anymore?" she rolls her eyes at the question and pulls off her black gloves, exposing pale white skin with scars running in straight lines down one arm while the other was a map of kanji and swirls and words. There were no recent scars on them but then again, that's the only place the shrink ever checked. Didn't check her upper arms or legs. When the man nodded she pulled her gloves back on and stood, grabbing her black messenger bag as she did so. She had become accustomed to this ritual. She nodded slightly and walked out of the door, ignoring the "Farewell, Hinata-chan" that was called after her from the brown haired man with the scar across his nose whose name she could never remember.
"Anything particularly inspiring happen today?"
The blonde haired boy shook his head and stood up, walking to the bookcase behind the desk and running his finger over the spines of all the different books, moving to the stack beside it when he was finished with those. A few of the titles were new ones he hadn't seen or the grey (he always referred to it as 'gray' even though the man swore it was silver)-haired man had recently added to the massive stacks piled around the room.
He went through them all, committing the interesting-looking ones to memory. He did this everytime he went through the books even though Kakashi said he could take them home to read. He held a hardback book up, the spine said 'Twilight'. "This any good?" Kakashi nodded and the bright-eyed boy smiled and set it next to his chair, surprising the psychiatrist who thought, for sure, that the boy would never take his offer up. The blonde went through the remaining stacks and sat back down in the seat, grabbing the book off the carpet and starting to read.
"Are you just going to pace like that or are you going to rant at me?"
The long-haired boy glared at the man sitting behind the desk. He returned to his pacing, fervently, trying to figure something out. Kakashi didn't even flinch when he began to spout about what had happened. A long rant ensued. The milky lavender eyes alive with many emotions, mostly anger, rage, or jealousy. The topic ranged from something someone at school said, to a look the girl he liked gave him, or even how some random guy had pinched his ass.
Exhausted, the boy plopped onto the couch as Kakashi began to talk to him. He was at peace here, after his rant. It was familiar, the silver-haired man's low voice like the water of a brook rolling off stones in the room packed with books. He loved to read in his spare time, had mountains of books at home just like Kakashi had them here. He lay there listening to the man's voice, not really taking in what he was saying, until an hour had passed. Then he got up, grabbed his school stuff off the floor, bowed, and walked out of the room where the receptionist, Iruka, would let out a heartfelt "See you next week, Neji-kun." Yes. He liked this. It was the only certain thing in his life.
"Let me see your arms."
The raven-haired boy sighed and pulled up the sleeves of his long sleeved shirt so the shrink could see the old scars and the new word carved into his arm. 'Shadows'. Kakashi sighed.
"Why do you do this to yourself?"
The black-eyed boy just shrugged and threw his stuff into the chair, lying on the couch and inspecting the new word he carved two nights ago. Kakashi sighed again.
"Another nightmare?" he nodded when the boy glared at him. "Care to share?"
The black-eyed boy thought about the dream he had. It had been about his brother again. This time coming and killing the very few people he held close to his heart and making him watch before torturing him and leaving him for dead. His eyes flashed red as he remembered his long-gone aniki's parting words. 'I'll always haunt your dreams, foolish little brother.' that had been almost nine years ago. He shook his head.
"I don't want to think about it." Kakashi nodded in understanding and they started to talk about his day. The boy sitting across from him had been coming to him for the past seven years, two years after his brother killed his parents and was shot by the police. As Sauske left he gave no notice to the slight chill outside and walked down the streets, black and red messenger bag almost slipping off his shoulder.
The red-headed boy sat in the chair, unmoving, glaring at the shrink who was just staring impassively back at him. This wasn't very unusual. It was very rare that the aqua-eyed boy would speak. And that was only whenever he himself wanted to. Not at any other point in time. Today he had to get something off his chest.
"It's been fifteen, ten, and five years since they die...Isn't it ironic they all died on the same day, just different years? Today's my birthday. Mom died giving birth to me, Yashamaru almost killed me and died himself, and dad died. Fifteen, ten, and five..." Gaara trailed off and just stared at one of the pictures on the wall. It was blue, black, white, and red. The blue had clouds in it, the black had stars and the moon in it, and the white was striped like a candy cane, only the red was melting. That's what Kakashi had told the boy.
After a while Gaara stands up and, nodding his head in acknowledgment to his shrink, walked out the door.
Kakashi sighed as he thought over the sessions. None of them were very eventful and the notes he wrote after they were all done were getting shorter and shorter. He was making no progress.
"Kashi-kun, what's wrong?" Kakashi smiled up at the brown-haired man standing in the doorway.
"Ruka-kun!! It's nothing." Iruka sighed and walked into Kakashi's study. He stood behind him and looked at the names on the files spread across the desk.
"Aren't these the kids that you said aren't making any progress?" Kakashi sighed and nodded. "None of them are making any progress?" Kakashi rolled his eyes and nodded again. There was a pause before Iruka asked again.
Kakashi spun around, ready to yell that no he wasn't making any progress because, apparently, he was a horrible psychiatrist. But when he turned around what his lover had been implying hit him. "That's IT!!!!" Iruka jumped at the unexpected loudness of his voice and was enveloped in a hug. "I love you 'ruka-kun! You're soooo smart." he was about to reply but found there were lips covering his. He sighed mentally, he knew where this was going.
"Hinata-chan...what do you say to a group therapy next week, same time, but it'll last for two hours or so?" The black-haired girl looked up at Kakashi, who was staring at her impassively.
Hmm, it's not like that'll help him make any progress...but what the hell, right?
She glanced at the clock. Only a few more minutes until she could get out of this hell hole. She watched the clock and when it read four-thirty she stood up, grabbed her black messenger bag and walked towards the door. She paused with her hand on the knob and turned to face the man behind the desk.
"Sure." then she turned around and walked out of the room.
Kakashi was floored. That was the first time Hinata had ever spoken in a year. He put his impassive mask back on as the door opened and his next client came in. Naruto sat down on the chair and set the book in his arms on the desk.
"That was really good. I love stories about vampires." Kakashi nodded and looked around the room.
"The second book, 'New Moon', is around here somewhere..." Naruto automatically stood up and went over to the bookshelf, pulling one off.
"This?" the book he held up said, you guessed it, 'New Moon' on the cover with a red and white flower on it.
"You know that is kind of creepy." Naruto shrugged. It wasn't his problem that people were creeped out by him having a photographic memory. He sat down and opened the book. "Before you start reading, what do you say to group therapy next week? Same day and stuff just an hour earlier and it'll probably last for two hours." Naruto looked at him.
Not like it could do any harm, right?
Nope sure couldn't, seeing as he can't make any progress with you.
He nodded before jumping into a whole new world.
Neji sat in the chair, contemplating the silver-haired man's offer. Should he go to group therapy? A bunch of other people who would get on his nerves, only they would have major problems like him.
"Sure, what could it hurt?" he laughed bitterly at this and walked out.
Kakashi was surprised, he had gotten all of them to agree, well at least he hoped he had. Gaara hadn't said yes or no. Even though with Sauske had been really hard to convince he had done it. Next week they would all (hopefully) walk through his door and take random spots around the room.
"Sorry I'm late Kakashi, Baa-san" you could hear someone yell 'don't call me that' "forgot that I had to come early." Naruto looked around the room sitting in the chair he usually sat in was a girl with long black hair, and milky white eyes, wearing black baggy pants, a black shirt with a single red line running from her right shoulder to her left hip, and black fingerless gloves that went to her elbows on. Laying on the couch, seemingly asleep, was what he assumed was a boy (seeing as this girly-boy had no boobs) with long brown hair. He was wearing blue jeans and a t-shirt.
There were three more chairs in the room and sitting in one of them was a raven-haired boy listening to an ipod, his head bobbing to the music. Naruto sat in the chair next to the raven-haired boy, earning a glare, which he ignored, and pulled out 'New Moon'. He walked to the book case and put it back in its spot, deciding to grab a different one whose spine read 'Touch the Dark'. Kakashi sighed.
"I guess Gaa-" he was cut off as the door opened and a boy that had aqua eyes with black eyeliner around them and bright red hair walked in wearing black pants that seemed a size too big and a black shirt that said 'You can't have Manslaughter without Laughter'. His eyes wandered to each of the people in the room and landed on a blonde-haired blue-eyed idiot.
"GAARA!!??"
"Naruto?"
"GAARA!!!!" the aforementioned boy found himself suddenly unable to breathe as Naruto gave him a huge bear hug.
"I take it that you know each other?" Gaara glared at Kakashi and sat in the last empty chair next to the exuberant blonde. "Okay, you guys want to introduce yourselves?" for a moment all that could be heard was the pounding bass coming from Sauske's ipod. Naruto sighed.
"My name is Naruto Uzumaki. I have split personalities and I'm bipolar, but that really doesn't matter, I'm taking medicine for it..."
The boy lying on the couch opened an eye and Sasuke turned off his ipod. "Uchiha Sauske. Since apparently we're supposed to tell why we have to see a shrink, well..." he pulled up one of his sleeves to show the scars running up and down them. They all just nodded.
"Neji Hyuuga." the boy on the couch was still laying down with his eyes close. "I have anger issues..." it was silent for a moment before...
"What the hell does that mean??" Neji sat up quickly and glared at the blonde.
"It means if you piss me off I will rip your head off." Naruto just nodded and Neji lay back down.
"I'm Sabaku no Gaara. I also have split personalities." all eyes turned to the girl sitting in the last chair. Hinata sighed when she felt all their eyes on her. She pulled off her gloves and shoved the sleeves of her shirt up to her shoulders exposing all of her scars, some pink and new others faded against her skin and a couple cuts just scabbing over. This didn't surprise Kakashi, he had known she wouldn't be able to stop, he questioned if she ever would. Naruto's eyes got wide. Even that Sauske kid's cuts hadn't been that bad.
"Her name is Hinata Hyuuga, she doesn't like to talk." Naruto looked back and forth between the black haired girl and the brown haired boy.
"Are ya'll like, related?" Neji just gave him a look that said 'shut up stupid before I rip your head off'. Kakashi sighed.
"They're cousins, Naruto. So, should we get this started, or what?"
"So what are we supposed to do? Talk about how we have so many problems, or what?" Kakashi shook his head.
"Nope I just want you guys to talk to each other. Have a conversation." Naruto nodded and turned to Gaara.
"So, Mr. Panda, how ya been the last...five or six years?" Gaara glared at him.
"I told you not to call me that...Dad died." Naruto gave a relieved smile and leaned back in his chair.
Sasuke was watching the blonde, he reminded him of someone, he just couldn't figure out who. He leaned back in his chair and sighed, pulling out his ipod. He was about to put in his earbuds when there was hand reaching out to him. He looked up and the girl-Hinata?- looking at him with questioning eyes. He dropped one of the earbuds in her hand and turned it on.
Neji sat up on the couch and looked around the room. That Sauske kid was listening to his ipod, as was his cousin. The blonde and the redhead were both talking about something or another. There was noone for him to talk to. He flopped back onto the couch with a big sigh, causing Naruto to look over at him.
"Hey! Neji, I bet you feel left out huh?" Neji sat up slowly and looked at him. Naruto stood up and walked over to him, sitting down on the couch. "So, where do you go to school?"
Neji paused, giving Naruto an odd look. "Konoha High." Naruto's eyes got wide.
"REALLY?!?! So do I! Though that school's so big I'm not surprised I don't know you." He looked back at Gaara. "You go to Suna High...right?" Gaara nodded.
Kakashi watched his patients as they 'mingled'. Naruto seemed to be the one that was taking the initiative to make sure everyone was included, even though he hadn't bothered Sauske and Hinata yet. He watched Sauske hand Hinata a earbud and raised an eyebrow. Sauske Uchiha...SHARING?? Damn...where was a camera when you needed one? Kakashi chuckled slightly at the thought and Naruto and Neji looked up at him while the rest just raised an eyebrow.
"Sorry. Funny thought...you can go back to whatever you were talking about now..." they turned back to their 'conversations' (if listening to an ipod and Naruto asking lots of questions could be counted as conversation).
Naruto sighed and decided to leave the staring contest that Neji and Gaara were currently having. He walked over to where Sauske and Hinata were listening to music and sat down on the floor.
"Sauske, what school do you go to?" Sauske glared at him and turned his ipod off, earning a glare from Hinata.
"I've been home schooled ever since I tried to kill myself last year." Naruto nodded and noticed that Hinata just rolled her eyes. He turned to her.
"Why don't you talk." she stared at him and for a split second he could've sworn he saw fear flash through her eyes. It was gone just as quickly.
"GAAAAAAAH!!!" they all turned to see Neji rubbing his eyes as tears (you know, how when you keep your eyes open too long they start to water.) poured from them while Gaara sat looking smug.
"...I take it you lost?" Neji glared at Naruto, sending him into a fit of laughter. Sauske smirked and Kakashi's eyes nearly popped out of his head when he saw the tinniest, smallest, almost microscopic hint of a smile grace Hinata's lips, though when she noticed this her face automatically went back to being totally emotionless.
Kakashi glanced at the clock an hour later to see it was 6:00. Not that he really cared what time it was seeing as he had no other clients on Tuesday's, but he REALLY wanted to get back to his dolphin. He ushered them out of the room and watched them go before walking behind the desk. He wrapped his arms around the younger man (who leaned back into his touch), and started sucking on his neck from behind. He was interrupted by someone clearing their throat. He looked up to see a blonde man standing at the desk...
To Be Continued
Pyro: YAY!! I finally posted it!!
Sai: That's nice. Do you think you could solve world hunger while you're at it?
Pyro: -laughs evilly- Solve it?? I CAUSED IT!!!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
Sai: Yeah, I can see that...
Pyro: ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT?!?!? HUH, TUMMY-BOY!!
Sai: -hides-
Pyro: oh don't worry Sai...I will find you...and when I do...I will tickle your cute wittle tummy!!!! -is extremely excited-
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