Another Boy, Another Chapter

Summary: There's nothing wrong with her, really there isn't. Why can't they just leave her alone? She doesn't have a problem. Really. So what if her past relationships have been anything but perfect. So what if she still cries. She's still living, isn't she?

In this chapter:

' Testing ' talking

' Testing ' omni- point of view

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"Good evening, and how are we feeling today?"

Too cheerful.

"…I could be better."

So bored.

"Well, I guess we both know what you're here for today,"

Still damn cheerful.

"Not really, care to enlighten me?"

And cue the sarcasm.

"Your friends and family are worried about you. That's why they recommended you to me."

Ah, not so cheerful this time, are we?

"That's absurd. There's nothing to be worried about, I'm perfectly fine."

Keeping telling yourself that.

"Oh? I beg to differ. Care to show me your latest hobby, hm?"

Stupid arrogant, condescending piece of…

"Not really. Since you seem to know everything, there's no point, is there."

Oh, going for smug this time?

"Sigh, must we do this? We both know that the only reason you're here is because you've basically stopped talking to your family, ignored your friends, and started that habit of yours. All I want to do is to help you."

Stop sounding so hopeful. There's no hope.

"I doubt you could help me."

Oh no, the deadly eye roll combined with a glare! The world is ending! Please pay no mind to the sarcasm.

"I think I can prove you wrong on that one. I am one of the best after all," oh she was so smug! "Now I've spoken with one of your best friends and she told me that this all started with a boy, care to explain?"

"…You're really nosy and persistent, you know that?"

A cross between apathy and anger.

"Oh, but that's my job. Now let's talk about the boys in your life. That's all we'll talk about for today's session."

Now she decides to act like a professional?

"Now why would I want to do that? That's my business that you have no right to know."

And now the teenager filled with angst comes in.

"Please, cooperate with me here. Your mother only wants the best for you and we're not even going to get into anything deep here. Just tell me about your first crush or boyfriend. After all, I was a young girl once too."

Sounds… concerned?

"Sigh… Well, Anko, I guess that's… ok."

Ah, the reluctant acceptance.

"I'm glad to here it, so why don't you tell me about yourself, Sakura."

"Well, when I was twelve, my mother had the grand notion that my old school in Suna wasn't good enough for me anymore. So she brilliantly decided to move our family to Konoha so I could get the best education I could… load of bull. I could've gotten a decent education anywhere, dontcha think? This place was hell when I first came… until I met a boy. His name was Uzamaki Naruto"

Why is she here again?