"So what's your name?" asked a tall, purple haired man sitting at the desk.
Len, being the very sarcastic and bold 18 year old he was, gave him a sly smirk, "You already know my name, my mom told you just a few minutes ago. I'm not an idiot, but it seems that you, however, are." He didn't want to be there; he wasn't crazy.
"I'm Dr. Gakupo, but you may address me as Gakupo." He said, ignoring the fact that Len had called him an idiot. "I'll be your counselor—" Len cut him off, "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I've been through this enough times to know what you're gonna do. I've had more than 10 counselors in my life. None of them can figure out what's so wrong with me."
Gakupo wanted to speak but Len didn't give him a chance. "The only thing they do is give me medicine that never works because I'm not fucking crazy! Nothing is wrong with me! I don't understand what my mother doesn't understand about that!" He sighed, "Nobody can tell me there's a known problem with me, every test comes back normal… My mind is just fine. I'm fine."
Gakupo just sat there, unsure of how to treat Len; he'd never had a case like him before, "Len what do you want to do right now?" he took a chance, hoping his methods would be calming; showing Len that he wasn't a terrible counselor, and that he did care.
"Go home," he spat.
"Why?"
He glared at him, "It's pointless for me to be here; I'm NOT crazy!"
"You know, Len, many of my patients aren't here because they're so-called 'crazy.' They're here because in all actuality, they have issues they just need to talk about."
"Yeah!?" he retorted, "Well, I don't."
Gakupo shrugged, "Fine, I guess we'll just sit here for the rest of our two hour session in silence."
Len rolled his eyes, "Is there a bathroom here?"
Nodding, Gakupo said, "Through the door by the pictures of all the flowers."
"Is there a mirror in it?" Len smiled as Gakupo nodded. That was the first time Gakupo had seen any sort of happy reaction from him; he hoped there would be more.
Len darted to the bathroom door and locked it behind him, "Rin! Thank God you're here! I don't know what I'd do right now without you!" he said to the girl in the mirror.
She looked at him through the mirror and smiled brightly, "Hi Len!" Her light blond hair was slightly messy and she was still in her striped Pink Victoria's Secret pajamas, Len's favorite pair. She was in her room, which was covered in Christmas decorations. "What do you think of my room!?"
He grinned; she'd always been very decorative when it came to the holidays, even the simple ones like Len's birthday or Earth day. "Rin, it's almost as beautiful as you are… actually nothing can hold a candle to your beauty." He blushed slightly.
She blushed as well and giggled a little; her bright blue eyes sparkled, "Aww, you're too sweet."
"Come here, babe," he put his hand to the mirror; she walked toward her mirror and matched her hand to his. "I wish I could feel you," Len sighed.
Rin's eyes saddened and her skin grew paler than normal, "I wish more than anything else that we could touch each other… I make myself sick just stressing about how I can't no matter how hard I try," her eyes began to water.
They didn't understand why they were separated by a mirror; they didn't understand why nobody else could see the mirrors like they did; they just didn't understand anything about their lives. "Len, where are you?"
He looked down, obviously embarrassed, "Psych number 13, Rin. Nobody will believe me. Everyone thinks I'm crazy!" Len's eyes began to water, "I'm not crazy… am I?"
Rin frowned, "If you're crazy, I'm crazy too." She brought her hand down from the mirror and turned her back to Len. "We aren't crazy. This is too real to be crazy."
"Too real to be crazy," he repeated her, "That's very true. I wake up every day and I see your beautiful self just waiting there to greet me from the mirror on my door. Our love is real; this isn't crazy."
She smiled and turned back around to him, "You'd better go back to the psych, just so he knows you're not crazy."
Len nodded sadly, "See you when I get home, Rin."
"Good bye for now, my handsome prince…"
He walked out to Gakupo and smirked, "How much longer?"
"An hour," he smiled, "Would you like to talk?"
"Depends on what you want to talk about," Len shot back.
"Do you like sports?"
Len laughed, "That's funny."
"School?" he suggested, "We could talk about your school/social life."
"That's cool."
He grinned, finally he was getting somewhere with this kid, "What's your favorite class?"
"Mythology."
Gakupo raised an eyebrow; unable to hide that he was taken aback by what he was interested in "Len, you certainly did not strike me as the sort of guy to like things like that sort of thing. Your mother seems to think you like baseball and basketball; she said that you were a jock.
"As you can tell by now, my mother hasn't the slightest clue of the person I have grown up to be. I haven't liked that stuff since the sixth grade. She hasn't cared to talk about what I like or what I want to do with my life… She still sees me as I was back then, but I've changed so much. And we've just sort of drifted apart because…" he trailed off.
"And why do you think that is?"
He shrugged, "She avoids me and I just stay in my room now."
"Do you think she avoids you because of Rin?"
Len's eyes narrowed and his palms began to sweat, he knew his mother had told Gakupo, but he still hated when he was asked about Rin. When anyone asked about her, he knew they had already jumped to the conclusion that he was crazy. He simply said, "Yes," avoiding eye contact at all costs, "I'm not crazy, doctor… I'm truly not!"
"I never said that you were, Len. In fact I don't believe you are crazy at all. Did you know I lost my best friend in high school? It was really hard for me to get over his death. Sometime I'd see him, even though I knew he was gone. Getting over a loss is hard, and—"
"She told you about Rion, didn't she?" he rolled his eyes.
"Who's Rion?"
"Rin looks nothing like Rion, and their name similarities don't mean they are the same person. Plus, Rin was around when Rion was still alive! Rin has been around since I was a child! Rin and I are separated by a mirror, Dr. Gakupo, and we are deeply in love. It's way too real to be crazy," his eyes were watering again.
"'It' being?"
"Our love, doctor… our love is too real to be crazy," he said softly. Slowly, the tears started running down his face and he buried his head in his arms.
Gakupo got up and put his hand on Len's shoulder, "We'll get through this, Len."
Len looked up, his face was red and stained with tears. "Why doesn't anyone fucking believe me!? This isn't fucking fair!" He shouted angrily, he was confused and hurt. He didn't understand why this was happening to him.
"Len… are you positive Rin and Rion are not the same person?"
"Yes." He said softly, trying not to cry again, "They are two very different people. Rion had long, purple hair like you, except in pigtails, and her eyes were purple too. She was more talkative than Rin, and she had a thing for bunnies and pink. Rion was immature," he laughed slightly, thinking of all the good times they had in middle school, "and not very intelligent, but she was fun to be around. She was beautiful and I loved her, but… she disappeared before I got the chance to tell her." He smiled a little bit, "She only thought of me as a friend though, and I always knew that. She was in love with Piko; the day before she disappeared she had already made plans to ask him out."
"But Rin," he blushed and his body language changed entirely, and his eyes, they looked more 'in love' than when he was talking about Rion, "Rin is perfect in every way: her hair is a light blond color, like a Barbie, except prettier; her eyes are a beautiful cerulean blue, like the ocean; she's playful and sarcastic, but knows when to stop and be serious; she loves oranges; she's slightly aggressive and bossy, but I love her no matter what. I will do anything I can for her, and all I want I for her dream of seeing me to come true… I just want to touch her, to stroke her hair when she's sad… I just want," a tear rolled down his cheek, "I just want to love her."
Gakupo was glad Len opened up to him, but he hadn't the slightest clue as to why Len was in love with a fake girl in the mirror. "Thank you, Len," he smiled.
"For what?" He wiped his tears.
"For stopping with the tough guy act," he smiled, "and opening up to me."
"Thank Rin; she's the only one who can calm me down at times like this… I just wish everyone could understand," he sighed as the two hour buzzer went off, "I'm guessing that's my cue to leave… See you Wednesday, Dr. Gakupo." He walked out the door with his head down.
"I wish I could understand too, Len…" He said softly, he genuinely wanted to help him; if only he knew how to help him. He sighed and sat back down at his desk, "Don't you worry Len Kagamine, I will figure this out and you can be happy again." He whispered after Len walked out of the building, "And that's a promise!"