Welcome to the third chapter of this particular Gravitation fic! That's all
I have to say.READ!!!! @_@ .and review! ^.^
And just so you know, Joutei has never been to a psychiatrist before, so everything that happens in here is based on what she has seen on TV ^.^;;;; Also, this chapter doesn't go into the shrink session too much, the next chapter will have the second session, and that one should be more in depth, this one is just utterly pointless! ^.^
Disclaimer: Gravitation is mine! All mine! Mine I say, MINE!! ::clutches Kumagoro plushie:: hissssssssssssssss
No therapy for YOU
Let the madness begin!
Ryuichi stepped in the room and looked around. The first thing he noticed was a large window that covered most of the wall opposite the door he walked through. To his left were a big green recliner and a couch with no armrests and one pillow. To his right was a desk with a middle-aged man sitting at it and two chairs on the opposite side. He slowly started to walk toward the man. He had light brown hair with some visible gray areas; he had glasses and was wearing a brown suit.
"Ah, you must be Sakuma Ryuichi I presume?" The man's voice was raggedy and sounded like he had to cough or blow his nose or something. He didn't look Japanese, but neither did Kumagoro so it really doesn't matter.
Ryuichi nodded his head and grinned "Are you the shrink?" he asked cheerfully.
"Yes, that would be me. Please, have a seat."
Ryuichi obeyed and sat down in one the chairs with Kumagoro in his lap. He would have sat him down in the other chair, but Kumagoro was a little nervous and wanted to stay with Ryuichi.
Shuichi was sitting on the couch talking to Yuki, who didn't really seem interested in what he was saying. Shuichi was chattering away with a grin on his face and sparkling eyes, he either didn't notice Yuki wasn't paying him much attention or just didn't care. And seeing as how I don't care what he's saying either, let's get back to the story.
Ryuichi stared at Meisano-san, that's the name of the shrink; he didn't like being referred to as shrink. He blinked. Then blinked some more. He didn't listen to Kumagoro when he told him to stop, cuz he just kept blinking. It's not really Ryuichi's fault, it's just that he doesn't understand what he means by these inkblots. Why does he want Ryuichi to tell him what he sees in them? He sees black. Black inkblots.
"Alright, one more time. What do you see in these inkblots? Not what they are, but what they look like to you." Meisano-san stated slowly for at least the sixth time.
Ryuichi thought about it for a minute, and after some thought, realized what he had meant. "Oh, I understand now!" Ryuichi exclaimed proudly.
"Good" Meisano-san stated exasperated. He held up the white piece of paper with the inkblot again.
"Kumagoro!" Ryuichi stated after looking at the inkblot.
"What's that?" Meisano-san asked. Ryuichi held up Kumagoro and stated his name again and grinned happily. Meisano-san looked from Kumagoro to the piece of paper with the small round dot in the middle. He then held up another piece of paper.
"Kumagoro" Ryuichi exclaimed once again.
After three more inkblots, and three more Kumagoro's as answers, Meisano- san sighed "Ok, on this next one, think hard about it, and try to see something other then 'Kumagoro' ok?"
Ryuichi nodded, though he didn't understand why he wasn't allowed to see Kumagoro in the inkblots anymore. They really did look like him.
Meisano-san held up another inkblot and Ryuichi stared at it intently for a few minutes.
"Shuichi!" Ryuichi exclaimed happily.
Shuichi was still chattering away until he was interrupted by a sneeze. After wiping his nose with the sleeve of his shirt, he continued talking about doughnuts.or was it ice cream?
"Who is Shuichi?" Meisano-san questioned Ryuichi.
"Shuichi is Ryuichi's and Kumagoro's friend! We sing together sometimes but he hangs out with mean old Yuki too much." Ryuichi stated.
Meisano-san then started writing something down but Ryuichi couldn't see what it was, and when he stopped writing he told him to lay down on that couch with no armrests.
When Ryuichi was lying on the couch he turned his head to see Meisano-san sit down in the chair next to him. He wasn't sure why he was lying down, but it was making him a little sleepy. He stifled a yawn, as he didn't think he was meant to go to sleep just yet.
"Would you like to tell me something about your childhood Ryuichi?" It sounded more like a demand then a question and when Ryuichi turned his head back at Meisano-san, he wasn't even looking at him, he was writing in his notepad again.
Ryuichi blinked a few times, not quite sure why he would be asked such a question. But he soon found out that this made him sleepier so he stopped and tried to answer the question.
"I was smaller back then, and my hair wasn't as spiky as it is now. And I used to live my momma and papa, and I didn't know Seguchi-san or Noriko then." Ryuichi informed the shrink cheerfully.
"And when did you get your stuffed rabbit? You seem to have an attachment towards it. Does it have any sentimental value to you?" Meisano-san likes to ask a lot of questions ne?
Ryuichi wasn't quite sure what he meant by this either, which caused him to blink some more. He started to wonder if this was healthy, too much blinking might be hazardous to his health, or at least that's what Kumagoro says; but what would he know? He doesn't even know how to blink.
"Kumagoro? Um, I can't remember where I got him, I've just always had him!" Ryuichi exclaimed as he glomped his Kumagoro tightly.
"Right, so, this Kumagoro, does he talk to you?" Meisano-san inquired.
"Of course he talks to me, I wouldn't talk to him if he didn't talk back, that's just stupid." Ryuichi stated matter-of-factly.
Meisano-san was quiet for a while as he wrote more stuff in his notepad. That was getting really annoying, Ryuichi-san doesn't write while he's in the middle of a conversation, well, sometimes he doodles, but he always lets everyone see what he's doodling.
Shuichi was sprawled out over the couch snoring slightly. Yuki was standing over the couch and watching him. Instead of pulling out a large butcher knife and stabbing him to death as one might think; or at least that's what I was thinking; he pulled a blanket over Shuichi and tucked him in, before retreating to his bedroom. For those of you who were hoping for a murder scene, sorry to disappoint you; But don't worry, I'll add a murder scene in here somewhere, just not here.
After many annoying questions about Kumagoro and Ryuichi's parents and other stuff about when he was a kid, the session was finally over. As Ryuichi was walking down the hallway to the exit, he couldn't help but wonder why the shrink kept antagonizing him about his parents and asked him about traumatic experiences and other stuff that made no sense. Why would Meisano-san think Ryuichi's parents were mean to him? And why did he think Ryuichi was emotionally distressed? What does that mean anyway?
Ryuichi shrugged and decided to ask Kumagoro what he thought of the shrink. Kumagoro was disappointed that they weren't shrunk, and that we have to come back again in a week.
When Ryuichi stepped outside the building there was a taxi waiting there for him, just like Seguchi-san had said. Ryuichi and Kumagoro were on their way home but had the taxi driver stop at an ice cream parlor on the way there.
Inside the ice cream parlor the radio was on and there was some man talking about a murder, but Ryuichi wasn't paying much attention as he ordered two chocolate ice creams. Ryuichi's ice cream had sprinkles and was on a sugar cone, and Kumagoro's was in a cup and had M&M's. Ryuichi had a hard time walking out of the parlor with two ice creams and Kumagoro but he managed somehow and even grabbed some napkins on the way out. In the background he could still here the man on the radio talk about some murder, which didn't involve Yuki or Shuichi so don't worry.
Ryuichi finished both his and Kumagoro's ice creams, since Kumagoro had a tummy ache and didn't feel like ice cream anyways. After awhile Ryuichi grew bored and started another conversation about ice cream.or doughnuts with Kumagoro again. Kumagoro said the taxi driver kept looking at Ryuichi but he didn't mind so much.
Shuichi is still sleeping. Yuki's asleep now too. They are both sleeping. Shhhhhhhhh
As soon as Ryuichi got to his apartment, he heated up a cup of Ramen for dinner. Kumagoro said something about not eating dessert before dinner but Ryuichi didn't pay him any attention. After eating and taking a shower, Ryuichi went to sleep. Now he's asleep. So is Shuichi. Yuki is too. They're all asleep. Good night.
~*~No more for YOU~*~
Never fear there is still more ahead! ^.^ But only if you review!! REVIEW!!!! @_@
And just so you know, Joutei has never been to a psychiatrist before, so everything that happens in here is based on what she has seen on TV ^.^;;;; Also, this chapter doesn't go into the shrink session too much, the next chapter will have the second session, and that one should be more in depth, this one is just utterly pointless! ^.^
Disclaimer: Gravitation is mine! All mine! Mine I say, MINE!! ::clutches Kumagoro plushie:: hissssssssssssssss
No therapy for YOU
Let the madness begin!
Ryuichi stepped in the room and looked around. The first thing he noticed was a large window that covered most of the wall opposite the door he walked through. To his left were a big green recliner and a couch with no armrests and one pillow. To his right was a desk with a middle-aged man sitting at it and two chairs on the opposite side. He slowly started to walk toward the man. He had light brown hair with some visible gray areas; he had glasses and was wearing a brown suit.
"Ah, you must be Sakuma Ryuichi I presume?" The man's voice was raggedy and sounded like he had to cough or blow his nose or something. He didn't look Japanese, but neither did Kumagoro so it really doesn't matter.
Ryuichi nodded his head and grinned "Are you the shrink?" he asked cheerfully.
"Yes, that would be me. Please, have a seat."
Ryuichi obeyed and sat down in one the chairs with Kumagoro in his lap. He would have sat him down in the other chair, but Kumagoro was a little nervous and wanted to stay with Ryuichi.
Shuichi was sitting on the couch talking to Yuki, who didn't really seem interested in what he was saying. Shuichi was chattering away with a grin on his face and sparkling eyes, he either didn't notice Yuki wasn't paying him much attention or just didn't care. And seeing as how I don't care what he's saying either, let's get back to the story.
Ryuichi stared at Meisano-san, that's the name of the shrink; he didn't like being referred to as shrink. He blinked. Then blinked some more. He didn't listen to Kumagoro when he told him to stop, cuz he just kept blinking. It's not really Ryuichi's fault, it's just that he doesn't understand what he means by these inkblots. Why does he want Ryuichi to tell him what he sees in them? He sees black. Black inkblots.
"Alright, one more time. What do you see in these inkblots? Not what they are, but what they look like to you." Meisano-san stated slowly for at least the sixth time.
Ryuichi thought about it for a minute, and after some thought, realized what he had meant. "Oh, I understand now!" Ryuichi exclaimed proudly.
"Good" Meisano-san stated exasperated. He held up the white piece of paper with the inkblot again.
"Kumagoro!" Ryuichi stated after looking at the inkblot.
"What's that?" Meisano-san asked. Ryuichi held up Kumagoro and stated his name again and grinned happily. Meisano-san looked from Kumagoro to the piece of paper with the small round dot in the middle. He then held up another piece of paper.
"Kumagoro" Ryuichi exclaimed once again.
After three more inkblots, and three more Kumagoro's as answers, Meisano- san sighed "Ok, on this next one, think hard about it, and try to see something other then 'Kumagoro' ok?"
Ryuichi nodded, though he didn't understand why he wasn't allowed to see Kumagoro in the inkblots anymore. They really did look like him.
Meisano-san held up another inkblot and Ryuichi stared at it intently for a few minutes.
"Shuichi!" Ryuichi exclaimed happily.
Shuichi was still chattering away until he was interrupted by a sneeze. After wiping his nose with the sleeve of his shirt, he continued talking about doughnuts.or was it ice cream?
"Who is Shuichi?" Meisano-san questioned Ryuichi.
"Shuichi is Ryuichi's and Kumagoro's friend! We sing together sometimes but he hangs out with mean old Yuki too much." Ryuichi stated.
Meisano-san then started writing something down but Ryuichi couldn't see what it was, and when he stopped writing he told him to lay down on that couch with no armrests.
When Ryuichi was lying on the couch he turned his head to see Meisano-san sit down in the chair next to him. He wasn't sure why he was lying down, but it was making him a little sleepy. He stifled a yawn, as he didn't think he was meant to go to sleep just yet.
"Would you like to tell me something about your childhood Ryuichi?" It sounded more like a demand then a question and when Ryuichi turned his head back at Meisano-san, he wasn't even looking at him, he was writing in his notepad again.
Ryuichi blinked a few times, not quite sure why he would be asked such a question. But he soon found out that this made him sleepier so he stopped and tried to answer the question.
"I was smaller back then, and my hair wasn't as spiky as it is now. And I used to live my momma and papa, and I didn't know Seguchi-san or Noriko then." Ryuichi informed the shrink cheerfully.
"And when did you get your stuffed rabbit? You seem to have an attachment towards it. Does it have any sentimental value to you?" Meisano-san likes to ask a lot of questions ne?
Ryuichi wasn't quite sure what he meant by this either, which caused him to blink some more. He started to wonder if this was healthy, too much blinking might be hazardous to his health, or at least that's what Kumagoro says; but what would he know? He doesn't even know how to blink.
"Kumagoro? Um, I can't remember where I got him, I've just always had him!" Ryuichi exclaimed as he glomped his Kumagoro tightly.
"Right, so, this Kumagoro, does he talk to you?" Meisano-san inquired.
"Of course he talks to me, I wouldn't talk to him if he didn't talk back, that's just stupid." Ryuichi stated matter-of-factly.
Meisano-san was quiet for a while as he wrote more stuff in his notepad. That was getting really annoying, Ryuichi-san doesn't write while he's in the middle of a conversation, well, sometimes he doodles, but he always lets everyone see what he's doodling.
Shuichi was sprawled out over the couch snoring slightly. Yuki was standing over the couch and watching him. Instead of pulling out a large butcher knife and stabbing him to death as one might think; or at least that's what I was thinking; he pulled a blanket over Shuichi and tucked him in, before retreating to his bedroom. For those of you who were hoping for a murder scene, sorry to disappoint you; But don't worry, I'll add a murder scene in here somewhere, just not here.
After many annoying questions about Kumagoro and Ryuichi's parents and other stuff about when he was a kid, the session was finally over. As Ryuichi was walking down the hallway to the exit, he couldn't help but wonder why the shrink kept antagonizing him about his parents and asked him about traumatic experiences and other stuff that made no sense. Why would Meisano-san think Ryuichi's parents were mean to him? And why did he think Ryuichi was emotionally distressed? What does that mean anyway?
Ryuichi shrugged and decided to ask Kumagoro what he thought of the shrink. Kumagoro was disappointed that they weren't shrunk, and that we have to come back again in a week.
When Ryuichi stepped outside the building there was a taxi waiting there for him, just like Seguchi-san had said. Ryuichi and Kumagoro were on their way home but had the taxi driver stop at an ice cream parlor on the way there.
Inside the ice cream parlor the radio was on and there was some man talking about a murder, but Ryuichi wasn't paying much attention as he ordered two chocolate ice creams. Ryuichi's ice cream had sprinkles and was on a sugar cone, and Kumagoro's was in a cup and had M&M's. Ryuichi had a hard time walking out of the parlor with two ice creams and Kumagoro but he managed somehow and even grabbed some napkins on the way out. In the background he could still here the man on the radio talk about some murder, which didn't involve Yuki or Shuichi so don't worry.
Ryuichi finished both his and Kumagoro's ice creams, since Kumagoro had a tummy ache and didn't feel like ice cream anyways. After awhile Ryuichi grew bored and started another conversation about ice cream.or doughnuts with Kumagoro again. Kumagoro said the taxi driver kept looking at Ryuichi but he didn't mind so much.
Shuichi is still sleeping. Yuki's asleep now too. They are both sleeping. Shhhhhhhhh
As soon as Ryuichi got to his apartment, he heated up a cup of Ramen for dinner. Kumagoro said something about not eating dessert before dinner but Ryuichi didn't pay him any attention. After eating and taking a shower, Ryuichi went to sleep. Now he's asleep. So is Shuichi. Yuki is too. They're all asleep. Good night.
~*~No more for YOU~*~
Never fear there is still more ahead! ^.^ But only if you review!! REVIEW!!!! @_@