It was Tuesday and Sasuke awoke with a headache. Maybe he could be excused from class today. Yeah, all he needed to do was come in with an icepack to his forehead and he was home free. But, standing up to brush his teeth, he felt the sudden urge to actually attend the course.

He swore it had nothing to do with Hinata. Hell, he had just met her!

Trudging into the kitchen to grab a snake he glanced at the clock. 1:30pm. Wait, WHAT! He rushed back into his room to dress and run out of the house. After all he was a gentleman, and gentlemen were never late on a first date, um class.

Opening the door to the center a girl in a employee uniform stepped in his way. He peered down at her, annoyed and tried to maneuver around her small frame. She just smiled and kept him from moving toward the classroom. Finally giving up he came to a halt.

"Can you let me through."

"I'm sorry, may I see your pass."

"Pass, what..."

His voice trailed off and he looked inside his pockets. He swore he had put it somewhere... DAMN IT WHERE WAS IT? After a minute of searching he shrugged his shoulders and heard a familiar voice call his name.

"Sasuke, you came for the program!"

"Well as you can see I don't have my pass, so I can't..."

The petite girl from before tapped his hand and nodded.

"If Hinata-chan know's you, you may enter."

He bite his lip and walked to the waiting woman. Her eyes warm and a cup of coffee in her arms. She offered him some, but he refused politely. She lead him back into her office. Scanning the room all he saw were to identical chairs and a table with a clipboard on it.

"Take a seat."

"Hey isn't this a group thing or something?"

He asked placing his coat over the chair and plopping down. He blinked, confused as his councilor laughed. Sitting beside him, she took the board into her hands and he noticed that she wore no ring. Good. This made things easier if he ever, you know, wanted to try.

"So..."

She snapped him out of the daydream.

"Sasuke, did you grow up any trauma's in your household, or any bad influence's in your childhood."

The question shocked him. It was so straight forward It seemed she didn't like a sugar-coated approach. Unlike may times in his life he felt the want to confess to this woman, something was making him talk to her so freely.

"Yes. As a kid my brother was always getting yeld at by my dad. My mom didn't do anything. I think my father might have been abusing them both."

"Really? Did he ever hurt you?"

"Actually, no. But he did beat my brother, Itachi in front of me a lot as a baby."

The female arched her eyebrows and scribbled down some notes.

"Do you admire, love your older sibling?"

"Yes."

It was a blurted answer, quick and no thinking was behind it. She nodded and wrote something else. Then, setting the utensil onto the table top, she spun around to look the man straight in the eyes, locking their gazes together.

"Do you think that you have violent outbursts around people you love like your father did?"

"No."

"Why?"

"Because I don't love Sakura and I smacked her."

"True, so what about people you care for, no people you like?"

"Absolutely not."

"Why?"

"Because I haven't attacked you. Yet."

End of Chapter 2

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