"DR. GOODY!" Amethystte yelled, bursting into the therapy building, leading Sapphira by the arm.
They ran across the hall to see Dr. Goody, Sapphira's therapist, having a conversation with her assistant Eric. She kinda looked a little irritated by the blond man's lack of intelligence or something. The woman turned her head to the side and caught sight of a determined looking Amethystte and a confused looking Sapphira. Her face paled a couple hundred shades and she looked like she was about to have a panic attack.
"Dr. Goody! We have an emergency!" Amethystte cried, letting go of her blue haired friend and grabbing the therapist by her shoulders, shaking her. "EMERGENCY!"
"Y-Y-Yes, Amethystte? W-What's wrong?" She stammered. "A-And please stop s-shaking me." Truth be told, Dr. Goody was as terrified of the shorter teen as she was of her demonic blue haired client.
The brunette released the woman's shoulders, only to lean close and whisper something in her ear.
Sapphira and Eric seemed to be having a staring contest of sorts, until she grinned at him, her teeth seeming sharper than usual and her eyes seeming to glow a strange demon-like reddish color, making her eyes nearly appear purple.
He resisted the urge to scream shrilly and shrunk back into his chair, trying ever so hard not to flee the room in sheer shit-yer-pants terror.
Meanwhile, Dr. Goody blinked several times. "Really? Oh… well, I don't know what I can do about thaaa…" She trailed off when she saw the serious look on the chocolate eyes girl's face. "I mean… right this way, girls." She laughed uneasily and ushered them into her office.
A long, exhausting, heart-wrenching, honesty-filled hour where Sapphira completely spilled her guts about every feeling close to love she'd ever felt later, when Sapphira and Amethystte were waving goodbye to the poor half-traumatized therapist. The brunette had taken care of the papers and payments for their unexpected appointment, using Hidan's credit card number. She was sure the silver haired teen wouldn't mind….
"…Ame-chan?" Sapphira asked as they walked home.
"Hm?"
"…" Sapphira was quiet for a moment. "Deidara won't ever like me back."
The girl couldn't think of anything to say. "Sapphie…" She sighed sympathetically, putting a consoling arm around her friend.
Sapphira leaned her head on Amethystte's shoulder, desperately needing comfort in any form.
