I shifted in my seat slightly as my new client started at me with eyes that had so much weight to them that I had to look away from how sultry they were. Clearingm y throat, I looked down at the contents of my desk before searching for my notepad and pen.
"So..." I began, "... Forgive me for not bein completely abreast on your file Mister..."
"Uchiha" He finished my sentence, still not taking his black eyes off me.
" Mr. Uchiha," I repeated with a courteous smile, " its not every day that I receice a transferred client so I'm a little slow. May I ask why yo were sent here? "
The man allowed his perfect lips to perk up slightly as his answer formed behind them, " My old therapist got a job in the states and he recommended you."
My lips parted in a silent 'ah' as i nodded slightly. " I see..."
"But I specifically requested for a much older therapist."
"Oh... if you are worried about my experience in the field, I can assure you are in great hands Mr. Uchiha." I answered honestly, boasting mentally my many accomplishments when i helped others out with their problems. The faint sound of a chukle took me away from my thoughts and i looked at my new client with a slight frown as a faint feeling of degradation washed over me.
" Im sorry, what it is so funny?" I asked.
" I'm laughing because although you mean well, you will do more harm than good, miss uzumaki"
" Excuse me?" I paused and raised my hand to point to my finger with a small ring. "I'm more than quialified to help you Mr. Uchiha... and its Mrs. uzumaki, but you can address me as jus doctor."
He chuckled again. "And you are married... that is even worse. "
"Mr. Uchiha..." I was about to complain again but he interruped me one more time.
"did you even read my file?" He asked with a slightly amused face.
" I did," I shot back respectfully, " Your file says you signed up for therapy to help get ride of your dependency. I've helped many clients stay focused on staying away from drugs and.." I pause as he began to laugh again, feeling myself grow frustrated.
Once he was done, he casually leaned forward resting his hands on both sides of my chair; looking at me with the same sultry eyes that made me feel uneasy.
"Dependency.." He mumbled and slowly rubbed the tip of his thumb under my bottom lip, ".. I don't have an addiction to drugs, Doc."
I didn't know how to respond, he was so close to me that my chest jumped. I closed my eyes and I put my my hands on his chest trying to gain more distance but i could not move him, so I pretended not to show that he was affecting me in an odd way.
taking a small breath I opened my eyes to answered him. " If its not drugs then, what are you addicted to, Mr. Uchiha?
"Sex"