Eh ... kinda short, and kinda like the "Sixth Sense" in a way towards the end. Heh, but I guess that's what I get for getting strange inspiration streaks at 4am. ^^;; hope you enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I guess I was a bad girl, because Santa didn't give me Fushigi Yuugi for Christmas...
Dr. Ri quickly made his way into his apartment, hearing the phone ringing as he was unlocking the door. He tossed his brief case onto the sofa and hurried to his computer desk and picked up the receiver, saying breathlessly, "Hello?" But the sobbing, practically hysterical girl on the other end was the last thing that he expected after such a long day in the office with Genrou.
"It's happening again, Dr. Ri! Everything is happening again! I can't take this anymore! I don't want to be here anymore!"
It only took Dr. Ri a moment to figure out who he was talking to. It was Jamie Tyler, the patient that seemed to have been improving the Monday before. "Jamie, no da? What's going on?" he asked, very concerned.
"He hit her! He hit me too! He won't stop hitting us! I can't take it anymore! I don't want to... I'm so tired of this all... There's no way out... Except for-"
"No! Don't you dare even consider that option, Jamie!" Dr. Ri interrupted. "You know that is not the best way! Right now you're just upset and it seems like it's the only way, but you know better!" There was a long silence, and he felt himself start to panic. "Jamie? Jamie! Are you there!?"
"Dr. Ri. Thank you for trying to help me... You're my only friend, and I will never forget you."
"Stop it! Why are you talking like that??"
"Because I've made up my mind..."
"No, Jamie! Think of our sessions! All the improvement that you've made! We've come so far! Are you willing to just throw all that hard work away?"
There was another long stretch of silence, and when the girl spoke again, her tone was still distance, but full of tears. "I'm sorry, doctor... You're such a forgiving person... You'll forgive me eventually. I didn't want to leave without thanking you and saying good bye."
Dr. Ri swallowed hard, trying to get the lump that had formed in his throat down. "Jamie... Please. Don't do this. This is not the right way. We can have another session. We can figure out some way else... I know we can."
"There is no other way. You don't understand. He will find me again, and he will hurt me more. This is the only way... I'm sorry. Good bye, Dr. Ri."
Dr. Ri stood in shock for a moment as a dial tone came over the line. "J-jamie?" He reached over and clicked the hang up button a few times on the base of the phone to see if maybe by some chance he could connect to his patient again. "Jamie!!" He frantically dialed the girls number, but there was only one ring before a recording came over the line, saying that the number couldn't be reached.
Helpless, Dr. Ri dropped the receiver and slumped down in the swivel chair, still staring in disbelief. His vision blurred as he stared at the wall ahead of him, one thought running through his mind. "I failed her..." he murmured out loud to himself. "I didn't help her..." He closed his eyes tightly against the tears that had built up in his eyes, but a few managed to escape and trickle down his flushed cheeks. How could this have happened? He thought that everything was better. She seemed so happy at that last session. How could things have turned so abruptly like that?
"It's not fair...!" Dr. Ri choked out to no one but himself. "It's not fair!" He covered his face with his hands and doubled over in his chair as his shoulders began to shake with muffled sobs that followed, out of his control.
Genrou blinked when he looked up when Dr. Ri came into the office. His gentle face was tired looking, and his eyes were red and swollen a little. Had he been crying the night before?? Genrou certainly wasn't prepared for this, and all the smart remarks and comment he had saved for the session were gone in an instant.
"Hey, doc. Ya don't look so hot... Is everything okay?"
Dr. Ri was surprised slightly by the sincere concern in the teen's voice, having expected a smart comment about his current condition, and could only nod in reply.
"Ya don't seem like everything's okay. Did somethin' happen?"
"Please," Dr. Ri said quietly, his voice sounding tired. "Let's start with your session."
Genrou blinked a few times again. The doctor didn't even use those crazy suffixes after each sentence. Something was definitely not right, and for some strange reason unknown to him, Genrou wanted to help in any way he could.
"Maybe yer the one that need's the session t'day," he offered with a small grin. "It'd be cool with me, an' just like ya promise t' me, everythin' that's said in this office will stay here."
Dr. Ri took his turn at blinking. Was Genrou being serious with him, or was this some sort of joke he had up his sleeve? It was most likely a prank of some sort, and Dr. Ri was in no mood to put up with any mischief.
"Look... I had a long night, and I really don't have the patients to put up with any trouble at the moment. Let's just get started, okay?"
Genrou glared a little at that. "Trouble, eh? Fer yer information, I *was* tryin' t' be nice and cooperative."
Dr. Ri sighed and rubbed at his temples lightly. "Genrou... I'm sorry... I appreciate your concern, but there isn't anything you can do to help this."
"How th' fuck do ya know?? Yer just like every one else! Ya don't wanna give me a fuckin' chance!"
Dr. Ri felt his temper break from his control for a moment. "I had a long day yesterday. Not only did I have to say and finish paper work here, when I got home, I had a patient commit suicide over the phone with me! I got no sleep, and I can't stand the fact that I failed her!"
Genrou was stunned speechless for a moment and he winced when he saw Dr. Ri's eyes fill with tears as he frowned and looked away, obviously feeling bad for his outburst. The teen forgot his anger and looked down at his hands as he wrung them in his lap, feeling bad. He had no idea that the doctor had been through all that. He was silent and looked up only when the doctor spoke to him.
"Genrou... I apologize for losing my temper like that. Please understand that my anger isn't directed at you." He paused a moment to take a shaky breath. "I really should have taken the day off, but last night... I made a vow to myself not to fail any more of my patients. If I lost another one... I- I just couldn't bear it. You understand, don't you? It's not that I'm not giving you a chance..."
"You don't need t' explain nothin' t' me, Dr. Ri. I get what yer sayin' just fine," Genrou cut in before the doctor could continue. "An' I'm sorry too."
Dr. Ri smiled slightly and nodded his head. "Thank you for being understanding, Genrou. I appreciate it, no da."
Genrou looked up again, then smiled a little as well. "Yeah, yer welcome, but just cause I'm givin' ya a break t'day doesn't mean that I will next time."
Dr. Ri couldn't help but laugh softly at that. "I'll keep that in mind, no da."
DISCLAIMER: I guess I was a bad girl, because Santa didn't give me Fushigi Yuugi for Christmas...
Dr. Ri quickly made his way into his apartment, hearing the phone ringing as he was unlocking the door. He tossed his brief case onto the sofa and hurried to his computer desk and picked up the receiver, saying breathlessly, "Hello?" But the sobbing, practically hysterical girl on the other end was the last thing that he expected after such a long day in the office with Genrou.
"It's happening again, Dr. Ri! Everything is happening again! I can't take this anymore! I don't want to be here anymore!"
It only took Dr. Ri a moment to figure out who he was talking to. It was Jamie Tyler, the patient that seemed to have been improving the Monday before. "Jamie, no da? What's going on?" he asked, very concerned.
"He hit her! He hit me too! He won't stop hitting us! I can't take it anymore! I don't want to... I'm so tired of this all... There's no way out... Except for-"
"No! Don't you dare even consider that option, Jamie!" Dr. Ri interrupted. "You know that is not the best way! Right now you're just upset and it seems like it's the only way, but you know better!" There was a long silence, and he felt himself start to panic. "Jamie? Jamie! Are you there!?"
"Dr. Ri. Thank you for trying to help me... You're my only friend, and I will never forget you."
"Stop it! Why are you talking like that??"
"Because I've made up my mind..."
"No, Jamie! Think of our sessions! All the improvement that you've made! We've come so far! Are you willing to just throw all that hard work away?"
There was another long stretch of silence, and when the girl spoke again, her tone was still distance, but full of tears. "I'm sorry, doctor... You're such a forgiving person... You'll forgive me eventually. I didn't want to leave without thanking you and saying good bye."
Dr. Ri swallowed hard, trying to get the lump that had formed in his throat down. "Jamie... Please. Don't do this. This is not the right way. We can have another session. We can figure out some way else... I know we can."
"There is no other way. You don't understand. He will find me again, and he will hurt me more. This is the only way... I'm sorry. Good bye, Dr. Ri."
Dr. Ri stood in shock for a moment as a dial tone came over the line. "J-jamie?" He reached over and clicked the hang up button a few times on the base of the phone to see if maybe by some chance he could connect to his patient again. "Jamie!!" He frantically dialed the girls number, but there was only one ring before a recording came over the line, saying that the number couldn't be reached.
Helpless, Dr. Ri dropped the receiver and slumped down in the swivel chair, still staring in disbelief. His vision blurred as he stared at the wall ahead of him, one thought running through his mind. "I failed her..." he murmured out loud to himself. "I didn't help her..." He closed his eyes tightly against the tears that had built up in his eyes, but a few managed to escape and trickle down his flushed cheeks. How could this have happened? He thought that everything was better. She seemed so happy at that last session. How could things have turned so abruptly like that?
"It's not fair...!" Dr. Ri choked out to no one but himself. "It's not fair!" He covered his face with his hands and doubled over in his chair as his shoulders began to shake with muffled sobs that followed, out of his control.
Genrou blinked when he looked up when Dr. Ri came into the office. His gentle face was tired looking, and his eyes were red and swollen a little. Had he been crying the night before?? Genrou certainly wasn't prepared for this, and all the smart remarks and comment he had saved for the session were gone in an instant.
"Hey, doc. Ya don't look so hot... Is everything okay?"
Dr. Ri was surprised slightly by the sincere concern in the teen's voice, having expected a smart comment about his current condition, and could only nod in reply.
"Ya don't seem like everything's okay. Did somethin' happen?"
"Please," Dr. Ri said quietly, his voice sounding tired. "Let's start with your session."
Genrou blinked a few times again. The doctor didn't even use those crazy suffixes after each sentence. Something was definitely not right, and for some strange reason unknown to him, Genrou wanted to help in any way he could.
"Maybe yer the one that need's the session t'day," he offered with a small grin. "It'd be cool with me, an' just like ya promise t' me, everythin' that's said in this office will stay here."
Dr. Ri took his turn at blinking. Was Genrou being serious with him, or was this some sort of joke he had up his sleeve? It was most likely a prank of some sort, and Dr. Ri was in no mood to put up with any mischief.
"Look... I had a long night, and I really don't have the patients to put up with any trouble at the moment. Let's just get started, okay?"
Genrou glared a little at that. "Trouble, eh? Fer yer information, I *was* tryin' t' be nice and cooperative."
Dr. Ri sighed and rubbed at his temples lightly. "Genrou... I'm sorry... I appreciate your concern, but there isn't anything you can do to help this."
"How th' fuck do ya know?? Yer just like every one else! Ya don't wanna give me a fuckin' chance!"
Dr. Ri felt his temper break from his control for a moment. "I had a long day yesterday. Not only did I have to say and finish paper work here, when I got home, I had a patient commit suicide over the phone with me! I got no sleep, and I can't stand the fact that I failed her!"
Genrou was stunned speechless for a moment and he winced when he saw Dr. Ri's eyes fill with tears as he frowned and looked away, obviously feeling bad for his outburst. The teen forgot his anger and looked down at his hands as he wrung them in his lap, feeling bad. He had no idea that the doctor had been through all that. He was silent and looked up only when the doctor spoke to him.
"Genrou... I apologize for losing my temper like that. Please understand that my anger isn't directed at you." He paused a moment to take a shaky breath. "I really should have taken the day off, but last night... I made a vow to myself not to fail any more of my patients. If I lost another one... I- I just couldn't bear it. You understand, don't you? It's not that I'm not giving you a chance..."
"You don't need t' explain nothin' t' me, Dr. Ri. I get what yer sayin' just fine," Genrou cut in before the doctor could continue. "An' I'm sorry too."
Dr. Ri smiled slightly and nodded his head. "Thank you for being understanding, Genrou. I appreciate it, no da."
Genrou looked up again, then smiled a little as well. "Yeah, yer welcome, but just cause I'm givin' ya a break t'day doesn't mean that I will next time."
Dr. Ri couldn't help but laugh softly at that. "I'll keep that in mind, no da."