Authors Note: Hey guys! This is ch2 and the last chapter of this story. I hope it meets your expectations, and, have a good read! Oh, but please, don't forget to review!

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*In the Psychiatrists Office*

Psychiatrist: Well then, Mr. Kaiba, shall we begin our session?

Kaiba: If we must…

Psychiatrist: Okay then! Let's get started!

Kaiba: Whatever…

Psychiatrist: Now, we're going to start out with the ink blot routine, so I will show you an inkblot, and you tell me what you see? Ready? Okay *shows an inkblot* what do you see?

Kaiba: An inkblot.

Psychiatrist: No no, what do you see?

Kaiba: You old fool, I see an inkblot, what else?

Psychiatrist: No, you're supposed to say what you see as in what you think it represents.

Kaiba: Fine. I see a 5 year olds pathetic attempt at drawing.

Psychiatrist: Ummm okay, I can work with that. What do you think the 5 year old is trying to draw?

Kaiba: How should I know? I'm not 5.

Psychiatrist:*Now very frustrated* Well you certainly are acting like it!

Kaiba: Well now, that's not a very nice way to treat your patients, is it? You may push down deeper my inner most thoughts.

Psychiatrist: *A bit panicky* Uhhhh no, did it sound to you like I was saying you were acting like 5? Well, I uh didn't, I said you WEREN'T acting like 5, of course. Anyway, do you feel like sharing your inner most thoughts?

Kaiba: Y-NO.

Psychiatrist: Well then, umm why don't we do a word association? I'll say a word, and you say the first word that comes to your mind after I say it. Okay, lets begin. Fire.

Kaiba: Fire

Psychiatrist: Wind

Kaiba: Wind

Psychiatrist: What is the meaning of this?!?!?

Kaiba:Well, you said to say the first word that comes to mind…

Psychiatrist: Ughhhhhh *takes in a deep breath* fine. Why don't we try again? You should say a word that comes to mind that's not the word I said, okay? Alright, Fire.

Kaiba: This

Psychiatrist: Wind

Kaiba: Is

Psychiatrist: Monday

Kaiba: So

Psychiatrist: People

Kaiba: Stupid

Psychiatrist: IS THIS YOUR IDEA OF A JOKE?!?!?!

Kaiba: I don't know. You tell me, you're the psychiatrist.

Psychiatrist: Now *inhaling and exhaling deeply, at a constant rate* why don't we try something else.

Kaiba: Now you listen hear you stupid quack. You seem to know nothing of psychology, so you're wasting my time. However, this is mandatory for me, so listen up. You write me a good report, saying I cooperated and all that or I'll sue you for being a fraud.

Psychiatrist: You can't do that!

Kaiba: Watch me.

Psychiatrist: No- that's okay, I'll write your report.

Kaiba: Good. I'm glad you saw it my way. It was hardly a pleasure doing business with you, doctor. *Walks off*

Psychiatrist: Likewise, I'm sure.