Ok, still not mine. I also know very little about psychology except what I studied when I was training to become a nurse. And since I'm still a bus driver, that don't count. It's also late because my daughter decided that she wanted to start solid food 2 and a half months early. Hey, I'm getting a little more sleep out of it.

A month, and three psychologists later, Naruto hadn't made all that much progress, except maybe to traumatise the staff of the leading clinic in the city of Konoha.

(Flashback, 4 weeks prior)

"You fucking bastard!" Naruto snarled at Kyuubi as he got out of his brother's car, still seething from being shoved fully clothed into a freezing cold shower.

"What? It got your slow arse moving didn't it," Kyuubi shrugged, not at all bothered by the violence showing in his brother's eyes.

"I'm gonna kick -" Naruto started to say, when he suddenly found himself shoved up against the wall, Kyuubi's hand around his throat, and his fangs bared in his face.

"You were saying little brother? You're not strong enough to take on an alley cat at the moment, so don't fuck with me!" Kyuubi hissed at him. Naruto just looked at him.

"People are watching us, brother," Naruto hissed, reigning himself in. "What happens if they call the police?"

"We won't be here, idiot," Kyuubi shot back as he let his brother down, and dragged him into the building that he'd parked outside of.

The pair of them walked up to the receptionist, where Kyuubi turned on the charm, just enough to get them through to Naruto's appointment with no problems. At least that was what Kyuubi thought at the time.

(end flashback)

The first psychologist that Naruto saw was the original appointment that Kyuubi made for him, and it didn't go well. The man believed that Naruto was just plain nuts, and attempted to have him committed, that was until Kyuubi attempted to murder him. The second attempt, a week later didn't go that much better. The man ended up a gibbering wreck when shown proof that the real world was nowhere near as kind as he was led to believe. The third and final psychologist was different, in addition to knowing his business from a mind-poking point of view, he also had his head screwed on correctly for the real world, and didn't react all that much to the Uzumaki brother's claims, or Kyuubi's demonstration. Or even seem to care that much.

It was this psychologist that thought of a way for Naruto to start eating again without ending up a gibbering wreck himself. After a month of appointments, and no real breakthroughs, Naruto's doctor suggested to both of the brother's, that Naruto start mixing his drinks, so to speak. Kyuubi found it hilarious, the way that his brother's 'prissy-ass' doctor had put it. But he couldn't argue with the results.

(flashback, 2 days previously)

"Mr Uzumaki, have you been able to make any head way at all?" a very exasperated doctor asked his blond patient who was slumped in the chair opposite his desk.

"Nope, and I really don't know why you keep trying, doc," was the lackluster reply that he got back.

"Excuse me doctor," came from the other occupant of the room,and then Naruto went flying as Kyuubi gave into his frustration. "I've had enough of your shit!" he shouted at the blond sprawled out in front of him. "There's got to be something else we can try. What the hell do you want?" he snarled at the face that peered round the door.

"D-dr Uchiha, your brother's on line 1," the secretary stammered, then disappeared quickly.

"Itachi, I'll call you later," Sasuke said as he answered the phone.

"Before you hang up," came a voice that Kyuubi knew that he'd heard before,"what we were talking about the other night. It's sorted. I'll be there in 10." And then he rang off.

"Hn," grunted Sasuke, looking thoughtful as he looked towards the blond heap in front of his desk. "Naruto, have you tried mixing your drinks, as it were?"

Kyuubi looked like he was trying to restrain himself from wetting himself from laughter as Naruto picked himself up from the floor and shrugged. "No, didn't see much point in trying-"

"Why the fuck not?" shouted Kyuubi, all humour gone from his face at this point.

"Well smart arse, how the fuck would I prepare it, you fucking moron," Naruto started muttering under his breath. "Look, you supply it, or that idiot over there for that matter, and I'll try it. But I can't prepare it myself," and Naruto started to shake at this point.

Sasuke looked at Kyuubi, and just pointed at the door, effectively banishing him for the rest of their session. "Let me know when Itachi gets here," he said as Kyuubi closed the door.

As Kyuubi was cooling his heels outside Sasuke's office, Itachi entered the clinic, carrying a large cool box. "And what is the Master of the City doing in a place like this?" asked the man as he walked over.

"Could ask the same about you" grinned Kyuubi as he looked at the tall were leopard. "Why the hell are you running errands for a human?"

"Sasuke is my little brother," Itachi said, "the only one of my family that I give a shit about. And I will kill to protect him. This has previously been proven, quite messily at that. Besides, if this works out for your brother, you will owe us a favour. Not my pard, me and my brother," he said as he went up to Sasuke's office and entered after knocking.

"Cocky little shit," grumbled Kyuubi as he sat there stewing over what Itachi had said.

10 minutes later, Naruto came bouncing out of Sasuke's office, looking like he had a new lease on life.

"Well, you're looking better," Kyuubi said dryly, taking in the far more energetic version of his brother. "Same time next week then?" he asked the girl at the desk.

"Unless Dr Uchiha has said otherwise, then yes Mr Uzumaki," she said quietly, still a bit wary of the vampire after being shouted at by him.

"Kyuubi, I don't need to come back again," Naruto started to say.

"Really?" Kyuubi asked mildly, and then bit his lip making it bleed and Naruto go white as a sheet. "Make the appointment, sweetheart. He'll be here next week." And then he grabbed his brother by the arm as Naruto picked up the cool box and dragged him out the door.

(end flashback)

The following two days showed a marked improvement in Naruto, as his appetite returned with a vengeance due to the prescription that the Uchiha's sorted out for him.