I don't know why it took me this long to see that it has been years since I've updated this one; my bad ^_^;
Chapter 12: Fiction
Tanaka's P.O.V.
1:22 p.m.
"Despite what Kaito says, Len's current mental state is a danger to everyone. I'm deeply regretting giving him that tape; it was far too early." I sighed heavily as I explained to the woman across from me. "Too many things are going on in such a short amount of time, but that can all be handled. I just need you to start talking to Len; mostly to try to make him calm down and grasp onto reality." I lastly said.
The brunette gave a small smile before saying, "That's my only job. As far as anything regarding the house, Kaito, and personal affairs; I solely take no part in such things."
With her saying this, I couldn't help but take a sigh of relief.
I knew it'd be a great idea to get a psychologist like her. Focusing on Len and excluding outside voices may actually help that boy. ... At least knocking his head back into his shoulders.
"Perfect" I murmured beneath my breath as I quickly texted for Len to come inside my office. "He should be in shortly. I'll be outside on the patio once your session is done-" I paused for a moment once the both of our attention snapped towards door, hearing a soft knock, followed by the knob turning and opening to reveal the small blonde.
Both me and Akia stood from our seats.
"Len, close the door behind you" I briefly told him. "I wanted to introduce you to Akia. She will be your new therapist ordered by the court." I explained.
He closed the door with the back of his foot as he rose a brow before giving a slight wave. "... Hello."
The lady gave a quick bow in return.
"I'm going to be outside while you two get to know each other and talk."
Len's P.O.V.
As soon as Tanaka said that, he inched closer towards the door and quickly left, leaving me with the taller woman.
She motioned for me to take the seat across from her before taking a seat herself.
I cautiously walked across the room and sat, staring at her intently.
Her hair was in a neat tight bun with her bangs resting right above her golden eyes. A simple white blouse with a brown cardigan, and beige fitted pants.
"Lots of things have changed." She pipped up, causing me to jerk a bit. I meekly nodded in response. "Mm, it's okay to talk to me. That's what all these sessions are going to be about; just talking." She then smiled.
She seems like a sweet lady. ... It's just talking. It's not like hearing someone yell or bother me.
"Okay." I said.
And with that, she reached into her pocket to pull out a pen and grabbed the notebook sitting next to her.
Focusing her calm gaze back onto me, she continued, "Tell me how've you been adjusting to everything lately? How have you been feeling?" She then asked.
'Feeling...? No one asked me that.' I quietly thought to myself. "... Nothing good" it escaped in almost a whisper. "My sister set Kaito up, staged everything with someone else, a-and I don't know how they did it."
Her golden eyes peered at me in silence.
"... I don't know how to feel." I lastly said.
The sound of her pen scribbling across the paper rang in my ears as I watched intently and tiredly. But within a few seconds, she refocused her attention back onto me, finally saying, "I'm sorry to hear this, Len. I can only imagine how it must feel."
Lowering my eyes towards the coffee table, I gave a slight nod.
"Feelings are always there to question at times; especially when you never know how to feel." She started. "The negative ones are always the one to question the most because it can cause us to make poor assumptions when we are blinded by being so overwhelmed. A person knows what makes them happy compared to what's upsetting them at times."
I didn't know what to say in response and remained quiet.
"... Nonetheless, it's going to be okay. That's something people forget to tell themselves before they go to bed every night." She then said. "No matter how lost you may be, take your time to breath and tell yourself that you'll be okay. It can make things a little easier to become clear."
'Something as simple as that? ... Something as small as that.' Part of me became skeptical.
"...Kaito told me things will be okay, and I believe it. I-It's a little hard for me to comfortably pretend that nothing happened. ... I don't even know Why things happened the way they did, but I'm just upset." I meekly told her.
And again, she began writing into her notepad.
"That's very understandable" She started. "But had you ever thought about the alternative view of things? Like for example; what if everyone is right? Had you thought about how you would feel if it was true?" She then questioned.
`B-But, how would that make sense? Kaito didn't do anything, he didn't! Even if he did-.' My train of thought began to drift. `I-If he actually did...?'
"Len? are you okay-?" She leaned forward and gently placed a hand on my knee, but before she could say anything else, I stood from my seat; nervously scratching the sides of my shorts.
"U-Um, I-I don't think I can finish this." `If he did.' "I'm not feeling too good"
`Had I even thought about if they "were" right?"
It was like my body decided to move on its own as I hurried towards the door to let myself out. That moment, in there, the world became a bit smaller. ... A little more suffocating.
Tanaka's P.O.V.
As soon as the door slam I rushed back into my office in fear of Kaito barging himself in, but to my surprise, the therapist was the only one sitting inside the room. "Eh? The session is over that fast?" I questioned as I walked over towards the coffee table, burning out my cigarette inside the ash-tray.
She slightly adjusted her glasses before she slipped her notepad into her messenger bag, "He actually left on his own during the session, but I think I accidently triggered something when I asked him a particular question." She then explained to me, causing me to raise a brow at her.
"Triggered him? What did you tell him? Because I can't have him getting worse during this time." I questioned her.
Shaking her head, she peered at me through the lens of her glasses and said, "I simply asked him if he had ever tried looking things in a different perspective. Like, what if everyone was right about Kaito? I could tell off of his body language that it caused him to at least start thinking about it this possibility."
I'll be damned if a question like that is really going to make him accept what actually happened. "Shit. I honestly don't know if this is going to make things better or worse, but I think it was best for him to end the session after that question. Don't you think it was too soon to challenge him like that? I could be wrong since I'm not a therapist, but hell." I questioned her.
She only shook her head again. "You said you wanted things to get done quickly, so I took it upon myself to go straight for the problem. But to be quite frank with you, Tanaka. He will stay confused because he's also hearing things from Kaito. That's at least what I quickly gathered from our brief conversation, so I can continue to talk to him, with open cooperation, only if he chooses to think about it on his own. I've no idea what Kaito is telling him, but that's basically a main factor towards whether or not his mental state improves or not. I can only recommend that Len takes time to think for himself without anyone triggering any negative emotions."
"Which will be impossible since Kaito lives here, and the sole fact that this is a house full of people that loves to butt-in private situations." I then pinched the bridge of my nose as I began to pace back and forth. "... Fuck it. I'll keep you on-call if Len asks for it, but this at least answers what he's dealing with."
7:12pm
Kaito's P.O.V.
"So cute..." I breathed out as I watched the video playing on the T.V. screen, muted except for the sound of the radio playing in the background. `Its been getting harder and harder not going into his room to play now that they're all watching. Luckily I kept a few videos hidden away' I held a pair of his underwear up to my nose, smelling his sweet pheromones as my right hand slowly worked up and down my shaft as I watched the video.
`I remember this day. I was lucky enough to have him sleeping with his ass in the air. I nearly came in my pants as soon as I saw his perfect hole after I had slipped his briefs down to his knees. Mmm~ Those sexy moans after I began sliding my tongue around his hole' I closed my eyes for a second at the memory. `I can hardly stand waiting at this point. ... I want him all to myself, away from everyone.' My pace began to quicken the more I thought about him. From his voice, his skin, his gaze, his scent; it drove me crazy with desire. But the more I thought about it, the more I began to slow down my strokes till I completely stopped.
Opening my eyes, I stared at the screen as I lied on my bed.
"... I'm going to have to kidnap him... There's no other way." I lowly muttered to no one the more I felt my heart beat faster and faster. "I'll make him happy when I do. ... It'll be our dream after this nightmare, Len..."
Give me a week...
