AN: Woo! Chapter 5 already, and it's not 4 am! Tho I have a feeling that by the time I get done with thinking of where I want to go from here, it'll be around that time anyhow ^^;;. Okay, so I'm being dramatic, but the thing is: things in this story are going kinda opposite of what I originally planned... I guess that's what I get for not writing down what I wanted to happen. I think it's coming out okay tho, ne? ::looks to reviews:: Yup! Not too bad at all! ::gives self a cookie:: Anyhow, enjoy! ^^
DISCLAIMER: Well... All the candy canes are gone off the tree, and still no sign of Santa with Fushigi Yuugi. Guess that means I still don't own it...
Genrou lifted his head from his arms when the door of the nurses office clicked open, having been sitting against the wall on a small cot like bed with his knees drawn to his chest and his arms about them. The old nurse nodded a little to him when she came in, then stepped aside to let the person who was behind her into the room. Genrou wiped at his eyes quickly and sat up straight when it was Dr. Ri.
Dr. Ri waited for the nurse to check Genrou's injuries and leave before he sighed lightly and turned to face his student who was looking away now, his legs still drawn up to his chest. "Hello there, Genrou, no da."
"What're ya doin' here?" was the teens quiet reply.
"Well... Mrs. Wieland was contacted, and she and the principal decided that it would probably be better for you if I came to see you now, no da."
Genrou looked down at his hands that were clenched together at his shins, the blood gone now, but the bruises were starting to come up. "So yer gonna ask me o' bunch o' question's 'bout why I got pissed off an' beat th' shit outta that asshole, eh?"
"To put it in a nutshell with excessive profanity, yes, na no da, " Dr. Ri attempted a small smile, to lighten the mood a little, but it was futile. Genrou scowled a little and looked away again, still in a foul mood. Dr. Ri made his way over to him and sat down beside him after taking his hands from his pockets. "You want to tell me what happened out there?"
"No, not really, but I think I don't have a fuckin' choice."
"You always have a choice, no da. However, sometimes it helps what's bothering you."
Genrou sighed a little and closed his eyes, letting his proud shoulders drop briefly before he turned to face Dr. Ri, his eyes narrowed. "Nothin' t' talk 'bout. He pissed me off, an' I kicked his ass!"
Dr. Ri sighed a little and looked to him in slight exasperation. "So just because someone makes you angry, that gives you the right to do physical damage?"
"An' he gets t' just mentally damage me without nothin' bein' done??"
"If someone's doing that to you, Genrou, then you tell a teacher, or your dean."
Genrou sat up straight and hit his fists on the bed on his anger. "Fuck them! They ain't gonna do shit! An' don't give me that crap that they will! I've seen plenty o' fuckin' teachers an' deans, an' the same shit keeps happenin' over an' over again! I ain't gonna stand by an' let it happen any more!" He paused a moment and looked away, feeling his eyes sting with tears as he started to shake. "I don't care how much o' a bitch she was... I won't let anyone put down my mother... I won't!"
Dr. Ri gently caught his wrist before he could slam it down on the bed again. "Genrou..." he began softly, "Don't do that. You'll hurt your hands more." Genrou turned and gazed at him, eyes wide from surprise, and glassy with his tears that threatened to fall. Dr. Ri smiled gently to him and gently patted the top of his hand, hoping to comfort him in some way.
Genrou dropped his gaze for a moment, but didn't draw his hand back from Dr. Ri's grasp. "I'm in o' lot o' trouble, ain't I?" he asked quietly.
"I'll do my best to make sure that it's not too bad, no da."
Genrou bit his bottom lip, his tears finally falling. "I-I really didn't mean t' do what I did... I just couldn't stop myself... I didn't even know what th' hell I did til I saw Mark there on th' ground an' Kouji's face..."
Dr. Ri frowned a little when he felt Genrou's grip tighten around his hand, then reached out with his free one, and gently brushed the distraught teen's tears away. "Anger is a very powerful emotion. It's very easy for a person to lose control... Especially if he or she is protecting something that he or she cares about."
"But I don't care..."
"Well, you must. Otherwise you wouldn't have reacted the way you did today."
Dr. Ri watched and Genrou's bottom lip began to quiver before he burst out into tears. He sighed lightly and put his arms about his patient and drew him close, lightly stroking his hair to comfort him. Genrou buried his face in Dr. Ri's shoulder, finding his embrace soothing. For a long while, the two just sat like that in silence, holding timidly onto one another until eventually Genrou's tears subsided and he started to relax, but even then, Dr. Ri didn't take his arms from about him. He looked down at his patient, then timidly reached up and brushed his fiery locks from his face. "Are you all right now, no da?"
Genrou nodded lightly. "Kinda..."
"Do you think that maybe you'll tell me what has all happened at one of our sessions?"
Genrou didn't say anything for a long moment, then took a deep breath. "Well... I guess since ya made a trip all th' way here t' see me, I might as well tell ya now."
Dr. Ri nodded, happy that he had finally broken through his patient's walls, but he stayed focused on the situation, listening intently to what Genrou was saying.
"My Mom an' dad never got along. They were always fightin' an' they always treated me an' my five sisters like crap. Mostly me though. Kinda funny when ya think 'bout it. People always think that th' baby o' the family gets treated th' best. It ain't always true. Anyway... Th' way I came t' th' shelter..." he paused a moment to collect his thoughts. "One night when I was takin' a bath with one o' my sisters ... nothin' sick like that or anythin'. We were both little enough to do that sort o' thing. My dad came home drunk. I guess he had started hittin' on my Mom, but then he came into the bathroom when my sister started cryin', 'cause I accidentally splashed some soapy water in her eyes. She didn't say it was an accident though, an' my dad... H-he started t' just beat th' holy fuck outta me an' held me under the water... Th' neighbors heard my Mom screamin', so they called the cops an' all. I had t' go to th' hospital, but after that, I was taken t' the shelter an' split up from my sisters. Both my Mom an' dad lost custody over us fer bein' unfit parents. That was th' first time that my mom's ever stuck up fer me."
Dr. Ri was silent after he heard that, not too sure exactly what he could say. He never imagined that Genrou had it that bad. He merely assumed that he was smart with his mother, and when she disciplined him, he got upset like most teens usually do. He hugged Genrou closer to him, and said the only thing that came to mind. "I'm so sorry to hear that..."
Genrou sighed a little and just shrugged his shoulders. "It ain't really that big o' a deal, I guess... I mean, it's been long enough, an' I should be gettin' over it by now."
"Something like that isn't easy to just simply forget. However, you seem to be moving on better than I would expect most teens in your situation. It's really quite an accomplishment, no da."
"An accomplishment...? Really?"
Dr. Ri smiled lightly and nodded his head. "Of course, no da."
Genrou grinned a little and looked up to him. "That's the first compliment I've gotten that wasn't from Regina or her husband..."
"Well, then I'm glad to have that honor, na no da," Dr. Ri replied as Genrou hugged him again. "Very glad indeed."
DISCLAIMER: Well... All the candy canes are gone off the tree, and still no sign of Santa with Fushigi Yuugi. Guess that means I still don't own it...
Genrou lifted his head from his arms when the door of the nurses office clicked open, having been sitting against the wall on a small cot like bed with his knees drawn to his chest and his arms about them. The old nurse nodded a little to him when she came in, then stepped aside to let the person who was behind her into the room. Genrou wiped at his eyes quickly and sat up straight when it was Dr. Ri.
Dr. Ri waited for the nurse to check Genrou's injuries and leave before he sighed lightly and turned to face his student who was looking away now, his legs still drawn up to his chest. "Hello there, Genrou, no da."
"What're ya doin' here?" was the teens quiet reply.
"Well... Mrs. Wieland was contacted, and she and the principal decided that it would probably be better for you if I came to see you now, no da."
Genrou looked down at his hands that were clenched together at his shins, the blood gone now, but the bruises were starting to come up. "So yer gonna ask me o' bunch o' question's 'bout why I got pissed off an' beat th' shit outta that asshole, eh?"
"To put it in a nutshell with excessive profanity, yes, na no da, " Dr. Ri attempted a small smile, to lighten the mood a little, but it was futile. Genrou scowled a little and looked away again, still in a foul mood. Dr. Ri made his way over to him and sat down beside him after taking his hands from his pockets. "You want to tell me what happened out there?"
"No, not really, but I think I don't have a fuckin' choice."
"You always have a choice, no da. However, sometimes it helps what's bothering you."
Genrou sighed a little and closed his eyes, letting his proud shoulders drop briefly before he turned to face Dr. Ri, his eyes narrowed. "Nothin' t' talk 'bout. He pissed me off, an' I kicked his ass!"
Dr. Ri sighed a little and looked to him in slight exasperation. "So just because someone makes you angry, that gives you the right to do physical damage?"
"An' he gets t' just mentally damage me without nothin' bein' done??"
"If someone's doing that to you, Genrou, then you tell a teacher, or your dean."
Genrou sat up straight and hit his fists on the bed on his anger. "Fuck them! They ain't gonna do shit! An' don't give me that crap that they will! I've seen plenty o' fuckin' teachers an' deans, an' the same shit keeps happenin' over an' over again! I ain't gonna stand by an' let it happen any more!" He paused a moment and looked away, feeling his eyes sting with tears as he started to shake. "I don't care how much o' a bitch she was... I won't let anyone put down my mother... I won't!"
Dr. Ri gently caught his wrist before he could slam it down on the bed again. "Genrou..." he began softly, "Don't do that. You'll hurt your hands more." Genrou turned and gazed at him, eyes wide from surprise, and glassy with his tears that threatened to fall. Dr. Ri smiled gently to him and gently patted the top of his hand, hoping to comfort him in some way.
Genrou dropped his gaze for a moment, but didn't draw his hand back from Dr. Ri's grasp. "I'm in o' lot o' trouble, ain't I?" he asked quietly.
"I'll do my best to make sure that it's not too bad, no da."
Genrou bit his bottom lip, his tears finally falling. "I-I really didn't mean t' do what I did... I just couldn't stop myself... I didn't even know what th' hell I did til I saw Mark there on th' ground an' Kouji's face..."
Dr. Ri frowned a little when he felt Genrou's grip tighten around his hand, then reached out with his free one, and gently brushed the distraught teen's tears away. "Anger is a very powerful emotion. It's very easy for a person to lose control... Especially if he or she is protecting something that he or she cares about."
"But I don't care..."
"Well, you must. Otherwise you wouldn't have reacted the way you did today."
Dr. Ri watched and Genrou's bottom lip began to quiver before he burst out into tears. He sighed lightly and put his arms about his patient and drew him close, lightly stroking his hair to comfort him. Genrou buried his face in Dr. Ri's shoulder, finding his embrace soothing. For a long while, the two just sat like that in silence, holding timidly onto one another until eventually Genrou's tears subsided and he started to relax, but even then, Dr. Ri didn't take his arms from about him. He looked down at his patient, then timidly reached up and brushed his fiery locks from his face. "Are you all right now, no da?"
Genrou nodded lightly. "Kinda..."
"Do you think that maybe you'll tell me what has all happened at one of our sessions?"
Genrou didn't say anything for a long moment, then took a deep breath. "Well... I guess since ya made a trip all th' way here t' see me, I might as well tell ya now."
Dr. Ri nodded, happy that he had finally broken through his patient's walls, but he stayed focused on the situation, listening intently to what Genrou was saying.
"My Mom an' dad never got along. They were always fightin' an' they always treated me an' my five sisters like crap. Mostly me though. Kinda funny when ya think 'bout it. People always think that th' baby o' the family gets treated th' best. It ain't always true. Anyway... Th' way I came t' th' shelter..." he paused a moment to collect his thoughts. "One night when I was takin' a bath with one o' my sisters ... nothin' sick like that or anythin'. We were both little enough to do that sort o' thing. My dad came home drunk. I guess he had started hittin' on my Mom, but then he came into the bathroom when my sister started cryin', 'cause I accidentally splashed some soapy water in her eyes. She didn't say it was an accident though, an' my dad... H-he started t' just beat th' holy fuck outta me an' held me under the water... Th' neighbors heard my Mom screamin', so they called the cops an' all. I had t' go to th' hospital, but after that, I was taken t' the shelter an' split up from my sisters. Both my Mom an' dad lost custody over us fer bein' unfit parents. That was th' first time that my mom's ever stuck up fer me."
Dr. Ri was silent after he heard that, not too sure exactly what he could say. He never imagined that Genrou had it that bad. He merely assumed that he was smart with his mother, and when she disciplined him, he got upset like most teens usually do. He hugged Genrou closer to him, and said the only thing that came to mind. "I'm so sorry to hear that..."
Genrou sighed a little and just shrugged his shoulders. "It ain't really that big o' a deal, I guess... I mean, it's been long enough, an' I should be gettin' over it by now."
"Something like that isn't easy to just simply forget. However, you seem to be moving on better than I would expect most teens in your situation. It's really quite an accomplishment, no da."
"An accomplishment...? Really?"
Dr. Ri smiled lightly and nodded his head. "Of course, no da."
Genrou grinned a little and looked up to him. "That's the first compliment I've gotten that wasn't from Regina or her husband..."
"Well, then I'm glad to have that honor, na no da," Dr. Ri replied as Genrou hugged him again. "Very glad indeed."