The woman sat down her glass of tea on the table. The tinted liquid moving slightly before it settled itself back into the cup, finding it's equilibrium. The woman exhaled as she scribbled through a few things, mostly her notes upon the last therapy session she encountered. Something about a child who was dealing with discovering their inner self. Their realization that they were falling in love with someone who most other kids like them did not.
The blonde chewed on the end of her pen for a moment, then picked up her glass of tea once more, taking another sip. She was scheduled to meet up with the child again later that week, well, she could really hardly call the person a child. Really more of a teen would have fit the description better. A confused teen, one that didn't really know much about their own ambitions, but was hoping to soon find out.
"Rose?" another woman asked, walking into the kitchen.
The blonde looked up from her notepad and smiled, "Ah, hello Kanaya."
Kanaya walked over to the counter, gently taking the teapot off the stove, pouring herself a cup before turning back to Rose. "Still looking over that same child, are you?" she asked, walking over to the table and taking a seat across from her.
"Yes." she admitted, letting out a sigh as she sat the notepad down onto the table.
Kanaya smiled, taking a sip of her own tea before looking across the table at Rose, "I noticed you seem to have a particular interest with this patient. Any particular reason?"
Rose glanced over the table and smiled at the woman before closing her eyes for a brief moment, taking her pen back in her hand, "She reminds me a lot of myself when I was that age." Rose admitted, glancing back down at the notepad, of all the things she had taken note of during the last session she and the girl had together.
"Oh?" Kanaya asked, raising a brow, "Is she, too, in love with an alien?"
The blonde couldn't help but let a chuckle escape from her lips, "Not quite the same case, no." Rose picked up her cup, taking a small sip before gazing back over at Kanaya, "The girl is confused." she stated, "She doesn't know if what she is feeling is correct, but she can't deny that there is something there, and she is absolutely certain that she wants to pursue it."
Kanaya laced her fingers together, resting her chin upon them, as if taking interest, "Please, continue."
The other woman tapped the pen on the pad and pointed to something she had written down, "She says she thinks she is in love, but it afraid to admit it at the same time. She doesn't want to change anything, to make it awkward, in fear of unreciprocated love."
"Has she said anything about the person she is in love with?" Kanaya asked.
Rose shook her head in response, "Alas, she has not. That's what I want to work on in our next session."
Kanaya nodded and stood, walking over to Rose and stood next to her, placing an arm around her shoulder, "Just don't be up too late on this. I know you get sucked into you work quite easily." She looked down at the blonde human, "I'd prefer not to go to bed alone this time."
Rose glanced up at Kanaya, placing her hand on top of the one on her shoulder. "Don't worry, I promise to you that I will be there tonight." she flashed a smile at her.
Kanaya smiled back then let go, "Alright, well I am going to go work on some designs, I have a meeting tomorrow morning with a big clothing line."
Rose still held on to her hand, giving it a soft kiss before letting go. "Good luck, I'm sure they will love your designs."
The alien girl smiled and thanked her before exiting the room. As soon as she had exited, Rose lifted up her notepad once more, tapping her fingers on the table as she stared at the words she had written upon the paper. It was merely scribbles of the patient's rambles, general summaries of each problem the girl had unleashed.
In all honesty, she felt bad for her patient, because she knew exactly how the girl was feeling, having experienced it herself when she was a teen. It was tough, she was completely aware of that, and even now, there were always still going to be some struggles. Some weren't comfortable with going to a psychiatrist who had a domestic partner, so she often had to keep her personal affairs private, not mention Kanaya in meetings or anything. Sometimes even hide some of the pictures of her in her office. It was difficult, and she hated it, but it was something that sometimes had to be done.
Perhaps that's why she related to this particular patient. She knew her exact feelings.
Rose arose from her chair and took her cup, setting it into the sink before walking with her notepad over to the glass sliding door that led to the patio. She opened it and walked out to her patio, the blue sky above reflected onto the water that drained from beneath her house into a glorious waterfall.
She sighed and took a seat, looking back down at her notepad.
"Oh Rose?" she heard suddenly and looked up. The tone was muted, as if the person was inside the house calling for her. Rose peered inside and saw Kanaya wandering the kitchen, looking around.
Rose waved a hand, "Out here, Kanaya." she called out.
Kanaya looked out the glass then smiled, "Ah, there you are!" she replied and opened the glass, walking out to meet her. "Do you mind if I steal you away from you analyzing for a moment? I need you to help me with something."
"Of course." Rose replied, standing up, "Anything that you need. What is it?"
Kanaya walked along side Rose back into the house, "I just need you to try something on, I want to see how it looks."
"Why me?" she asked in response, "Shouldn't you be tailoring more towards your models rather than myself?"
"Well, yes." Kanaya admitted, "But I believe it matches your coloring best, so I just want to see how it will look. You don't mind, do you?"
Rose shook her head as she walked with Kanaya into her studio. "Not at all." she replied.
The room was coated with pictures of outfits, along with ideas that had been sketched out. Half sewn outfits, figures with clothes pinned to them, various fabrics lying around the place. One could call it cluttered if they weren't aware of Kanaya's constant working, giving no time to really organize the place.
Kanaya walked a little faster, over to one of the figures as she slid a dress off, bringing it back over to Rose. "Please change into this, I want to see if there are any alterations that I should do to the design."
Rose nodded, taking the dress from her and walking over to the screen Kanaya had set up for people to change behind. Rose stepped behind it, beginning to strip off her clothes and drape them over the screen.
Kanaya sat down, waiting for Rose to finish as she watched her silhouette move. Rose was a lovely person, Kanaya definitely couldn't deny that. Everything from her brain to her body was remarkable. A small smile crossed Kanaya's lips as she watched the other girl's figure move.
"Alright, I have it on." Rose commented, taking a step out from behind the screen. "I must say, it's a rather nice design, Kanaya."
Kanaya snapped out of her thoughts and stood once more, "Yes," she spoke, walking over to Rose, eyeing the dress, "I think it turned out rather well." She placed a hand on Rose's back, leading her over to the mirrors she had set up, "Come, why don't you take a better look at it."
Rose agreed and walked with her to the mirrors set up, allowing her to view every angle of the dress. It was a nice, lovely lavender that looked rather sophisticated in design, perfect for the summer line that was coming up in the next few months. "Kanaya, I don't know how you continue to come up with such beautiful things."
"I have an eye for fashion." Kanaya admitted, standing next to Rose as she stared at their reflections in the mirror. "Besides, I always have something there to inspire me."
"Oh?" Rose asked, looking at Kanaya from the corner of her eye. "What might it be?"
Kanaya closed her eyes for a brief moment, "Yes." she opened them again, smiling at the reflection of the two of them together. "Knowing I get to make lovely outfits for you is quite the inspiration."
Rose felt her cheeks flush lightly as she smiled, "You always do make quite the lovely outfits for me."
"Because I know what looks best on you." Kanaya replied, then began to tug at the fabric a bit, "There are a few things I want to fix though on the hemming." she commented, turning Rose's body so that she could get a better look. She tugged at a few more things, straightening them out as she made a face in response. "Rose, would you mind wearing this a bit longer so I can fix some things, make sure they look right?"
"Of course." Rose replied. Kanaya would always have her do things like this, and she never minded. The girl went ahead and walked over to the stand that Kanaya had set up, Kanaya followed with a pin cushion and knelt down beside her.
The whole process took quite some time.
"Kanaya..." Rose spoke randomly.
"Hm?" she replied, taking a pin and sticking it into the fabric.
"I was thinking about that girl-"
"Dear, can you turn around please?" Kanaya interrupted.
"Of course," Rose replied, doing as Kanaya had instructed, turning her back to face her. "But as I was saying, with that girl. I don't know what exactly to tell her."
"I thought you told me that you could connect to her."
Rose frowned, "Yes, that is in fact the case, but for some reason I just can't get the thoughts in my mind as to how to explain it all to her, how to cope through it all."
Kanaya stared up at Rose, sensing her troubled mind about the issue at hand. She let go of the fabric she had in hand and stood.
"Oh, are you done?" Rose asked, noticing that Kanaya was no longer tugging on the material.
"No, not quite, please turn around again." Kanaya instucted.
Rose did as she was told, turning around, slightly shocked that Kanaya was standing there. The alien girl reached her hands out, adjusting a decor on the front of the dress. "Rose, you are an intelligent person." she commented as she messed with the fabric. "I'm sure you will figure something out."
Rose looked down at Kanaya's hands as she spoke, then back up at the girl's face, who was still focused on the outfit. She let out a small sigh and smiled, "Thank you, Kanaya."
"Of course." she replied, letting go of the material, "You can go slip that off now and return to your regular clothes if you wish."
"Of course." Rose replied, making her way over to the screen once more, disappearing behind it and reappearing as a silhouette. Kanaya let out a small sigh in response and watched her once more, waiting for the dress to be returned to her.