Lost
YK2
"So I thought about what you said-"
"Mmhmm..."
"- and I came to a decision."
"What's that?"
A twisted smile then, "I don't want to."
Shocked silence before the man spoke. "Why is that?"
Another smile, tormented and full of dashed hopes and lost dreams. "Because I don't want to and you can't make me."
A hand ran through blonde hair; a stern look. "Yuffie, as your psychiatrist, I strongly recommend-"
"You can recommend all you want... I'm quite content with how I'm handling things." A small smile, the first one in months. "He wouldn't want me to be a zombie."
A sigh. "Then I have no choice. You must go to a psychiatric hospital."
A glare. "No."
"You will go because you refuse medications." A glance at wounds on her arms. "You are self-destructive."
"I refuse."
"Refuse all you want."
Eyes met - hurt lilac versus stern but caring blue. "I hate you."
"You don't have to like me, you only have to listen to me."
Silence - thoughtful and awkward. Tick, tick, ticking of a wall clock. Shivers down her spine. Only one choice.
"I won't... He-"
"-is dead." Cold. Harsh. True. "Do what you have to so you can get over it. Take the meds, Yuffie." A warm hand atop hers. "For our friends who are worried, at least."
Garnet eyes flashed through her mind. A tear shed, mind made up, lilac versus cobalt. "Fine."
A smile. "Good. Vincent will be much more at ease when I tell him. Yuffie-"
"Bite me, Cloud. Godo's probably bitching at me from the Life Stream. He hates meds."
He hugged her. "We need our old Yuffs back."
And tears fell like the pieces of her broken heart.
.fin.
YK2: The woman was Yuffie, the psychiatrist was Cloud, and the dead man was Godo, Yuffie's father. You probably caught that, but just in case... I hope you enjoyed! Please review!