Author's Notes: Okay, here Hao & Yoh go to a therapist and get well, therapy. They also talks about their deepest darkest secrets, not seen on TV. This a humor fic after all, so expect A LOT of it to be stupid. I type as it comes out of my head.
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"So, Mr. Asakura, why are you here?" said the therapist.
"Because I need therapy, dumbo."
"Okay, let's start. Now, do you have any…problems?"
"Problems? Well, there is my incessant obsession to take over the world. And destroy all humans."
"Now, why do have this, problem?"
"I dunno."
"Are there any childhood events that could lead to this obsession?"
"Well, I used to watch a lot of TV."
"Watch kind of TV, specifically?"
"Uh, Power Rangers."
"I see."
"Yeah, I liked that show. Those were the good ol' days."
"So, Mr. Asakura, do you think the Power Rangers may have fueled yo8ur ambition for world domination?"
"I used to like the pink ranger. I used to run around in a pink ranger suit when I was young."
"Oh, I see. Now, back to my previous question."
"I don't know if it had any impact."
"Okay, do you have any enemies, rivals and the like?"
"Well, there is angry gang chasing after me because I accidentally gave one of them a wedgie. Then there's Yoh…"
"Yoh?"
"Yeah, he's my evil twin. He must die. Because once, he cut me in half. And it hurt like I got the constipation of a lifetime."
"Uh-huh? Cut you in half?"
"Yeah, wanna see the scar?"
"N-no thank you."
"Suit yourself."
"Anyway, what else has your brother done to you?"
"Well, he um, teased me, threw me off a cliff, made me bald, vomited on me, ate my dinner…"
"Right…could you excuse me for a second?"
"Sure."
"Nurse where's my other patient?"
"He's right in this room, sir."
"Okay."
"Okay, Mr. Asakura…how goes it?"
"You can call me Yoh."
"So why are you here?"
"Cuz my fiancée told me to go here or she would attack me."
"Oh."
"Sucks, doesn't it?"
:"Right. Anyway, do you have any problems?"
"There's my brother, Hao."
"What can you tell me about Hao?"
"Well, I think he's gay."
"Gay, as in happy?"
"No, the other kind of gay."
'Oh. Why do you think this?"
"Well, because I mean, if you look at him, he looks SO gay. First, he doesn't cut his hair. Now it can touch his butt. Also, he wears earrings, I mean, in my own honest opinion, that's one of the gayest things you can do. And he worries about his figure too much. I mean only girls do that! And don't get me started about how long he stays on the phone…"
End Fic. To be continued. If it gets good reviews.
