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Disclaimer: Me no own Sega.

Confessions to Another
Chapter Two
H.E.

Nodding her head, Hana reclined against her desk and watched Mamoru begin to fidget in his seat.

Blowing yet another breath through his hair, Mamoru slipped his shoes off and placed them under his seat. "So, do I have to lay down or something so we can start with the psychoanalyzing or something?" asked Mamoru, looking around the room and eventually saw the stereotypical red lounge chair that all psychiatrists have.

Hana gave a laugh and shrugged, balancing a glass globe in her hand absently. "If you'd be more comfortable laying down then go for it. Usually, most of my patients like to sit there or they decide to try my skills at video games-"

"Hold-hold up. You play video games?" Mamoru asked incredulously, sitting forward in his seat slightly, as if to hear her better.

Chuckling Hana waved a hand toward her huge entertainment center, not meaning to distract Mamoru for a minute with her jingling bracelets. "You name, I have it, I can find it, or I can get it. Besides, I'm eighteen, out of high school AND College, while making lots of good money. I had to find something to spend it on," she said with a wink, which caused Mamoru to give a chuckle.

Shaking his head, Mamoru stood and began walking around the room. Silently, he felt Hana's eyes following him as he gazed at her game collection. "You have an old Sega? Dang, I thought that these were extinct by now," he exclaimed looking over the ancient game console almost reverently.

"Hey-hey! Don't drool on the merchandise! It's on a loan from my sister, but come over here and answer some of my questions before you get too entranced by my games," joked Hanna, patting the chair and then pulled her own out and around her desk. "Now, why are you here, Mr. Chiba? You seem to be an ordinary teenage boy."

Sitting down, he tried to think of the most sensible answer. "I'm here because, like everyone else, I have issues. But unlike everyone else, I want them resolved and out of my life. I have a job, an apartment, classes at the University and life I want to live without those issues hanging over my head," Mamoru stated while watching Hana swing back and forth in her chair.

Suddenly she stopped and leaned forward and for the first time since he had been there, she looked like a professional. "Now, I'm sorry to burst your bubble Mamoru, but everyone will ALWAYS have issues. You're here to solve your issues, but new ones will always appear before you. You can solve the major ones and put them behind you but tinier new ones will come up. I know you don't want to visit me the rest of your life, so I'll teach you how to deal with them as best you can," Hana said quietly, patting Mamoru's knee.

Mamoru looked at her for a second and nodded. "All right, I'm good for that. Though, it might take a while for me to open up. I've-I've never really talked to someone who's willing to help me overcome the things that I've always ignored," he said, running a hand through his hair and gave a side glance at Hana as she gave a laugh.

"You better not wait too long or you're money will run out sooner or later there buddy," Hana laughed while standing up. "Now, we'll save your butt kicking for your next appointment but for now I'll ask some simple questions. What are your friends like, Mamoru?" she said while walking over to the expansive window.

"Well, he's average, ordinary guy. Works at an arcade, flirts with the girls yet has a girlfriend," he said with a smile as a mental image of Motoki appeared in his head. Though, he assumed that his friend wouldn't be happy being called "average".

Hana's head fell to the side. "Anyone else?" At Mamoru's negative answer, Hana rested her head against the window and hummed slightly under her breath. "Hm, interesting. You're an attractive man, Mamoru. Are you sure there's no one else? A girl perhaps?" she asked, still not looking at him but heard his answer nonetheless.

He gave a snort and kicked his feet up on the desk. "I've had a couple girlfriends but nothing serious. I don't think I've found that person quite yet. But it's not like I go to enough places to find her or more friends for that matter," he added as an afterthought, supposing that Hana couldn't hear him. A stray thought that included a girl with a peculiar hairstyle fluttered through his head before he quickly shook his head.

Twirling around, Hana quickly shook a finger at him. "Nah uh huh. You can't be doing that, Deary. You must socialize with your age group so your inner self may have the change of spreading its wings and setting off to see the world," she said, pointing a finger to a picture of a red hawk soaring over waves of the ocean.

Walking over to it quietly, Mamoru gazed at it taking in all the brush strokes with the paint. "Why is it so important that we let our inner self free?" he asked quietly, seeing the bird floating above the angry crashing waves below him.

"So a person can feel the wind beating at his cheeks, to taste the foreign food, and to hear the sounds that only come with travel. Everyone has to take a chance in their life and sometimes it's taking that step out of your comfort zone and trying something new for once. People go through different experiences in life. You and I are completely different but yet, our adventures maybe quite similar," Hana said with a wink, and twirled back to her seat.

Mamoru stared at the wall for a second before turning around to look at the girl who was perched behind her desk. "How on earth did you get so smart?" he questioned in his confused stated. Her statement made sense to him but how are earth was he to take a chance in life? There was nothing that he wanted to change so why did she tell him this?

Giving him a wide grin, Hana reclined smugly in her chair. "It's a thing called reading. You read a book and sometimes if you're smart enough something just might stick in the thing between your ears," she stated smartly, poking her forehead lightly.

Looking a clock absently, Mamoru noticed that his session was up. "Hey, I have to go. I told my boss that I would come in later today so now I have to go before I'm late," he said, pulling on his shoes and took his cook from a grinning Hana. "When will my next appointment be then?"

Handing him a slip of paper, Hana opened the door for Mamoru. "Thursday next week, at 6:00 P.M. I might be running a bit late but you can help yourself to my food," she said waving a hand to her refrigerator that stood hidden in the corner. Her lips quirked up into a grin as the taller boy sent her a furious scowl.

"There was food here and I didn't even know about it! I've been starving the past few minutes but you could have said something-"

And Hana then shut the door in his face.

Oh, she was going to have fun with this patient.

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