Disclaimer : Don't own InuYasha. . . man, this is a real drag.

" Should we start bringing InuYasha characters in now?" the clerk questioned.

" Yes."

" Next up is Miroku."

"Will you-"

"No," the clerk said, not even need him to compete his statement.

"Why not," He complained.

"You're a sick minded oddball," She answered dryly, as the two famous guards pinned his hands behind his back. They then proceeded to push him into the room, and let go before walking back to their places behind the door.

Rudi looked over at Miroku, then smiled "And before you ask, no."

"Why won't anyone bear my child?!" Miroku whined, stamping his foot against the ground like a child who was denied the toy he so desperately wanted.

Just then, a swarm of rabid fan girls invaded the room, "WE'LL BE HAPPY TO MIRKOU!!"

Miroku grinned ear to ear. "Never mind the counseling Rudi, I think I'll be juuuuuust fine."

And he left, thousands of drooling and ravenous fan girls in tow.

Rudi blinked, and shook her head, sighing. "Next."

"It seems that two people are scheduled now, is that allowed here?" the clerk questioned.

"InuYasha and Sesshoumaru?"

A few papers were shuffled, "Yes, those are them."

Rudi sighed. "I've told them before, I'm an anime specialist, not a family counselor."

"Should I tell them to leave?"

"No, send them in," Rudi answered with a defeated tone.

"Inuyasha, Sesshoumaru, you're up," the clerk called.

Both looked over to the desk where the clerk sat and paused their fight. Sesshoumaru's hand stopped its green glow and he pulled it back instead of putting it through his half brothers stomach. Inuyasha sheathed Tetsuaiga grudgingly.

They both walked into the office where Rudi still sat calmly, waiting for them and looking through the notes she had on their past together.

"It seems, from what I see here, that you too can be rather destructive when put in the same room."

"Its because that rude half brother of mine stole my bike when I was four... FOUR!!" Inuyasha started.

"Be quiet. You know it was my bike anyway, I was only letting you see it when you ran off with it." Sesshoumaru broke in.

"Don't you two start arguing," Rudi ordered, but it was already too late.

"YOUR bike? I'll show you!!" Inuyasha lunged at Sesshoumaru and the two became stuck in a dust cloud fight.

"Um... guards, would you be so kind?"

"Nuh uh. We're not that dumb."

"Guuuuaaaarrrrddddssss," Rudi growled out.

"Um... no problem Miss Rudi. We'll have 'em stopped in a jiffy!," they happily chided out and broke the fight up.

"Thank you."

"Our pleasure ma'am," one said, even though he had a nasty looking hole in his shoulder because of Tokijin. The other took the swords away, mumbling about them being like Kenshin, so untrustworthy with a sword.

"Are you two going to play nice now?" Rudi asked between gritted teeth, feeling a headache coming on. They nodded mindlessly, those real people could be scary sometimes. (a/n: Get it, they're anime characters. Real people, ha ha? Or not...)

"Good. Now hug and make up."

They did. Well, Sesshoumaru tried his best to, but it was hard with just the one arm.

"I'm sorry about riding off with your bike."

"I'm sorry, it was actually yours, I lied." They both broke into full out tears.

Rudi picked up the walkie talkie that was at her side. "We've got another emotional breakdown. Room three fourteen, anime psychology."

A staticy response came from it. "Not another, that's the fourth one this week."

"Yup."

"We'll be down immediately." Not two seconds later, people dressed all in came down and pulled the sobbing duo out the door and down the halls.

Rudi looked a bit sad, "The next thing you know, they'll be chibi. It's a sad, sad world these days.... NEXT!!"

"Kohaku."

Kohaku strided into the room, a large smile across his face. "I don't know who I am anymore, someone erased my memory."

"Then how'd you know it was your turn to come in here?"

Kohaku shrugged, still grinning, strangely.

"Oookay," Rudi drawled. "So you have a case of amnesia, it seems. I'm sorry, but I can't do anything to help you."

Kohaku's face went blank and he pulled out his weapon, preparing to attack Rudi.

Rudi paled. "G-guards...." she choked out.

And, of course, they dragged him outside.

Composing herself, Rudi sat upright in her chair. "Next."

"Uh...." the clerk started warily. "It seems Kohaku stabbed the next client."

"Good, I don't think I would be able to stand listening to Naraku rant about his evil plots of deceit again," Rudi sighed. The stress was starting to get to her.

Screams were coming from the other room where a fight had broke out against Kohaku and nearly everyone else. Apparently some people had really liked Naraku's pointless rants about how to make people miserable.

Rudi stood up. "I quit."

Maybe there's a reason why most anime characters are as twisted as they are, with no one to counsel them. The world may never know....

Ld: Well, I'm finally done. I didn't want to drawl it out any longer. So, I hope you enjoyed the fic while it lasted.

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