A/N- Okay, well, I was bored, wanted to do something, so here you go. Lot's of people have things like this. So I decided to make my own! Yeah! This'll be FUN! (By the way, I'm Faith. And Sadie is back.)

SESSION 1

Sasuke walked up to the small, cozy little building that was in front of him. It was where his new therapist was. YES, there is a therapist place in Konoha, so don't ask. It fell from the sky. Last night. While everyone slept so they didn't see. Yeah.

But let's continue. Sasuke opened the door and stepped inside. He was in a tiny lobby, with some girl working as receptionist. Sasuke walked over to the receptionist, about to let them know he was there, when he saw what the receptionist looked like.

"Sadie! What are you-?" Sasuke stared blankly at her. Sure, his team made him go seek professional help. But that didn't mean others had to know!

"What! Can't a girl be a little unstable in the head!" She shouted, pouting.

Sasuke blinked. "Whatever…Can you just let this Dr. Faith know I'm here?"

"Sure." She pressed a button on an intercom thingy. "Dr.? Your patient's here."

"EXCELLENT! Bring in the specimen- I mean project- I mean-"

Sasuke walked through the door to his shrink's office, having heard enough to confirm his rising suspicions about his psychologist being a total whacko. Oh well. Her sessions were pretty cheap…

Dr. Faith sat in a recliner, a green one, mind you. "Go on, my patient. Take a seat on the couch."

Sasuke sat. "So, Doc, what're you gonna ask first?" He grumbled, not liking therapy whatsoever.

"Well, here's the first question: How do you pronounce your name?"

Sasuke frowned. "What?"

"You know. You're name. Is it pronounced like, 'Sa-sue-kee?"

"No, it's-"

"Ah, gonna keep me guessin', are ye?" She leaned back in her recliner, looking pleased. "How about 'Sauce-ke'? Get it? SAUCE! ISN'T THAT HYSTERICAL!"

"Is this therapy, or what?"

"Well, it's hard to theraperize a person when you don't even know how to say their name. That's like, common knowledge, man…"

"I pay you by the hour, you know."

"Right, right. So, Sasuke, why are you so obsessed with revenge?" She stood up, ready to give her sermon. "Don't ya know that revenge isn't what makes the sky blue?"

"What! The sky! What the heck-"

"IT'S LOVE!" She ran over and hugged Sasuke so hard his eyes bugged out. "POOR SASUKE, HE NEEDS A HUG!"

Suddenly, there was thunking on the windows and door.

"CRUD!" Faith yelled. She scurried over to her intercom thing. "Sadie? SADIE! DON'T TELL ME THAT THEY GOT IN!"

Sasuke looked around curiously. "They? Who's 'they'?"

Sadie sounded panicked. "Yes Doctor, I-"

Thunking was heard from the ceiling.

Faith glared up at it. "They're in the vents…" She whispered to Sasuke.

"For the love of- WHO IS IT?" Sasuke yelled.

Faith turned and looked at him solemnly. "Your fan girls…"

His eyes widened half an inch. "Not them!"

The fan girls burst through the vents, squealing and giggling when they saw the person they worshiped. "SASUKE!"

Faith grabbed a broom and waved it at the girls. "I'M SORRY SASUKE; I TRIED TO KEEP YOUR LOCATION A SECRET! NOW RUN SASUKE, RUN! I'LL KEEP THEM BUSY!" A girl bit off the end of the broom. "Oh, that's not entirely good…"

Sasuke ran out the door, and yelled over his shoulder, "I WANT MY MONEY BACK!"

A/N- So? Anyone like? Yes, it is weird, but heck, it's supposed to be. Hope you enjoyed. I hope it was easy to understand and made sense, too. I'm working on the next 'session'. Nyahahahhahahahahahahaha…