Luvin'kai: I see I have now 17 reviews!

Tyson: That is a lot …

Kai: One day, see how many pounds of food you eat one day, than talk to me about a lot …

Tyson: (glare)

Max: How about how many pounds of sugar I eat in one day?

Everyone: (ignores Max)

Ray: I don't have a lot of time … I have a tight schedule with the other fan fics crawling around the internet …

Luvin'kai: Okay, okay! Today will be the last chapter with Ozuma. Read on to see whose head the Bladebreakers are on by the end of this chapter! (everyone walks away to their positions on the set)

Max: (left alone) Hello?

"NOOO! Please, don't take me to the doctors!" Ozuma was actually cried like a baby while being dragged by the other Saint Shields.

"Ozuma, it's for your own good!" Miriam insisted.

"NOOO! Please Miriam! Don't' take me to the Doctors!"

"If you behave, the doctor won't spank you, I promise. But you'll have to be good." Miriam said.

"But …"

"No buts!" Joseph chipped in.

"NO BUTTS? Did you just say that the Doctor has no Butts?" Ozuma suddenly said.

"What? Ozuma, you really need to get to the doctors. I mean, you don't even make sense anymore!" Dunga said dragging the crying Ozuma.

"HAHAHAHAHA!" Tyson's laughter filled Ozuma head.

"What are you laughing about?" Ray shook Tyson.

"Don't you get it? He said the doctor has no BUTT!" Tyson whipped a tear away.

Everyone sweatdropped. "Tyson … I think maybe you need to see the doctor too …" Ray stated.

"When did you figure that out?" Kai muttered. Tyson reached for Kai, but for the THIRD time, he fell flat on his face.

"WHAT?" Ozuma screamed.

"HUH?" the others said.

"Who keeps on tapping me?" Ozuma screamed. Dunga looked over at Miriam and Joseph, and took his finger and twirled it beside his head. (A/N: You know … like when you want to say someone is like crazy … "silence" … or maybe not.)

"I am not crazy Dunga!" Ozuma leaped. After a long, hard, painful, fight with many tears from Ozuma, they finally made it to the doctors.

"Ozuma?" A nurse called into the waiting room.

"That's our cue!" Miriam smiled.

"I don't want to go." Ozuma stated once more.

"It's not a choice." Miriam said.

IN OFFICE

"Hi. And what is your na-.." the doctor stopped when he saw Ozuma's face. "YOU again?"

"Me again."

"NO! What are you doing here? I thought I sent you off the therapy!" the doctor screamed.

"I'm back." Ozuma said with a sly grin.

"What's up with the doc?" Tyson asked.

"Who knows? Maybe he needs therapy too." Ray said.

"Well than … uh … let's check your temperature." The doctor said uncertainly.

"Say no Ozuma … the doctor is trying to killlll you" Tyson surprisingly said.

"WHAT!" Ozuma's face flushed. "DON"T KILL ME DOC!"

"I won't kill you. I'm just taking your temperature."

"He lies Ozuma. This is your conscious. We know what is best for you. Run away!" Tyson continued.

"Hey Tyson, what is with the sudden change in haunting Ozuma?" Ray asked.

"Didn't you hear Luvin'kai? This is out last chance to scare Ozuma. We have to take action NOW!" Tyson whispered.

"Oh." Ray merely said.

"What are you waiting for Ozuma? Run away!" Tyson ordered.

"Good-bye doc!" Ozuma said, than he leaped off.

"GUARDS!!!!" the doctor called. 5 guards appeared out of nowhere. "After him, and when you catch him, take him straight to the therapy room!"

"Yessir." The guards bowed, than chased after the crazy boy.

"What should I do now conscious?" Ozuma asked while running.

"Are you tired?" Tyson asked.

"Yes!" Ozuma said happily, thinking his conscious would let him stop for a while.

"Well than … eat a lot of sugar! It gives you a lot of energy!" Max suddenly chipped in.

"Sugar?" Ozuma echoed.

"No, not sugar, that was the other conscious speaking. Listen to ME! I say, go around the hospital and yell, 'The Doc is trying to kill me! He's crazy I tell you! CRAZY! And I don't need therapy!!!!!!!!!!!' okay?" Tyson ordered.

"Are you sure about this?" Ozuma said uncertainly.

"Of course I am! Are you doubting your conscious?" Tyson said warningly.

"No. Well, here I go!" Ozuma ran into the waiting room, he flapped his arms around, and started to yell. "THE DOC IS TRYING TO KILL ME! HE'S CRAZY! AND I DON'T' NEED THERAPY!!!!!" By now, all the little babies were crying, the little kids swore they would never go to the hospital ever again, and the adults? They are very close-minded, and uncaring to even notice the crazy boy.

"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!" Ozuma laughed. Suddenly, Ozuma realized that he was enjoying this.

"Hey, is that Ozuma there guys?" Joseph looked up. The others followed his eyes, and shrunk back when they saw Ozuma flapping his arms, and yelling.

"What's he yelling? Dunga commented.

"Do I want to know?" Miriam answered.

"Let's pretend we don't know him." Joseph suggested.

"Good idea." Dunga and Miriam agreed.

"Am I doing okay?" Ozuma whispered.

"Yea." Tyson assured. Out of nowhere, 2 guards came towards Ozuma. They grabbed for him, but one fell on his face. The other managed to cling onto the boy's ankles.

"Let go of me!" Ozuma kicked the guard on his face. (A/N: I'm a bit lazy today to describe the whole fight between Ozuma and the guards, so I'll just skip it. Sorry)

Ozuma now sat on a black chair. His hair screwed up, his eyes blue, his face with some cuts. What happened to him you ask? He got in a LITTLE fight with the guards.

"Why, if it isn't Ozuma again." The lady said looking up.

"That's my name don't wear it out." Ozuma commented.

"Technically, a name can't be worn out." The lady said.

"Whatever." Ozuma replied.

"Hey, Kai, Ozuma is staring to sound like you more and more each day!" Tyson nudged.

"Whatever." Kai said.

"See what I mean guys?" Tyson looked over at Ray and Max.

"So Ozuma, tell me everything that happened today." She smiled.

"Tell her that you ate a drawing of a pork chop, danced to Barney, and watched Teletubies with Mickey Mouse. Then, your friends brought you to a hospital where the doctor tried to kill you. Tell her it was horrible!" Tyson ordered. The 4 Bladebreakers felt Ozuma's head nod.

"Sure, I'll tell you. I ate a drawing of a pork chop. And then I danced with barney, watched Teletubies with Mickey! My stupid friends took me to a hospital. And you know what? The doctor took my temperature, than tried to kill me! He was crazy!" Ozuma found himself yelling in the therapist's face.

"I see. And how did that make you feel?" she said quite quickly.

"WHAT! You ask me the thing over and over again all the time!" Ozuma snapped.

"And how does THAT make you feel?" she blinked.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ozuma's scream filled the entire building.

"This lady really is weird!" Ray said turning to the others.

"Yes. I mean, why DOES she ask the same thing over and over again?" Max stared blankly.

"Dunno." The others replied.

"Ozuma, please, don't scream in such a sensitive building." The lady spoke.

"You're the one that needs therapy!" Ozuma screamed. He forced her to sit on the black chair, and seated himself on the other side of her.

"You've got it Ozuma! Now, ask her how this makes her feel!" Tyson ordered once more.

"Now that you are the one being therapitized … how does that make you feel?" Ozuma said with an evil grin. (A/N: I think I made up the word therapitized … oh well)

"Well, it makes me sad." The lady put on a sad face.

"And why does it make you sad?" Ozuma continued.

"Because I don't like this …" she managed.

"Man, this lady is unreal." Ray commented.

"Yea. I need to do something!" Max stood. Nobody was paying any attention to him though … (A/N: poor Maxie … being ignored al the time …)

Max jumped off Ozuma's head, and he went down his shirt. The flea sized Max made his way to Ozuma's back, and started to pinch him.

"OWWWWW!!! Stop it!" Ozuma cried out unexpectedly. Max kept on pinching him. On top of Ozuma's head, the Bladebreakers noticed Max's absence.

"Where is he?" Tyson asked to nobody.

"Down there! I think I see a little bump beneath Ozuma's shirt!" Ray pointed. And sure enough, it was out little Max pinching away like mad. "MAX! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!"

"I'm pinching him!" Max cried out happily.

"WHY?" Tyson asked this time. Suddenly, the pinching stopped, and Ozuma's cries died away.

"Now that I think about it … I don't' know." Max looked at all the red spots.

"MAX!! GET BACK HERE!" Ray urged.

"Ozuma! That is quite enough from you. You will not be invited into this building every again!" the lady stomped off after Ozuma stood in agony.

"Really?" Ozuma yelled behind her back.

"REALLY! NEVER AGAIN WILL YOU DISTURB THE OTHERS IN THIS BUILDING WITH YOUR YELLING!" she said one more time.

"Yes!" Ozuma cried.

"Max, what do you think you were doing?" Tyson questioned.

"Pinching him I guess …"Max answered. The others looked at each other.

"Who gave him sugar?" they cried at each other.

"It wasn't me!" Ray and Tyson yelling together. Suddenly, they looked over at Kai.

"So what if I gave him sugar." Kai answered their stares.

"CONSCIOUS!! What should I do now?" Ozuma asked.

"Get out of this building!" Tyson snapped.

"Okay. You know, it's great that I will never have to take therapy again." Ozuma said.

"Yea. You will never see that crazy lady ever again either." Ray commented.

"Hello Ozuma." An old voice suddenly sounded. Everyone looked over to see Mr.D.

"Hi." Ozuma greeted.

"And what are you doing outside today?" Mr.D questioned.

"Tell him you're just taking a walk." Tyson ordered.

"I'm just taking a walk. I've got to go now." Ozuma walked past Mr. Dickensen. When he walked past Mr.D, a gust of wind blew. This was when something unexpected happened. The wind blew the bladebreakers off their feet, and blew them right onto the collar of Mr. D's shirt.

Luvin'kai: That took so long to write …

Tyson: I didn't have any fun with Ozuma ….

Luvin'kai: Maybe with Mr.D?

Tyson: You always promise me that I'l have fu … but I never do!

Ray: I've got to run guys. I've got to go this other fan fic.

Kai: Whatever. I've got to go too.

Luvin'kai: Tyson, I swear you can force Mr.D into an early retirement! I've got to go now too!

Tyson: okay. You swore, don't' forget!

Max: (left alone once again) Hello? I'm feeling a bit down … anyone have sugar?