N/A: Another wacky dream for all you readers. I'm really sorry that I don't update as often as I should. But I really have been busy. Oh well I'll try to write the next one and update soon.

Threads of Fantasy

Kazuki sat motionless. He patiently waited in a room silent except for the incessant tick of a wall clock. Kazuki glanced at the wall clock and watched the second hand make it endless rounds circling the clock's numbers. He sighed as he leaned back into the large black leather chair that he was sitting in. Wasn't she supposed to be here by now?

In was only a few moments and then he heard a long creak at the door. There she was. She was a pretty woman with long straight black hair that fell down her back. She wore a neat black business suit and matching high heels. She was very pretty and she was probably only a little older than Kazuki. Her body was poised with firmness but her strange purple eyes held an apologetic expression. "I'm so sorry that I kept you waiting Mr. Fuchoin. It's just that we had some mishaps with our other guests." She quickly apologized and took her seat behind smooth oak desk. She sat down in a black leather chair and laid out a thick folder.

"Now, let's see." She fingered through her files with one pale hand. "I see that this is your first visit." She looked up from her papers and stared intently at Kazuki.

Kazuki smiled politely at the attractive psychiatrist. "Yes, this is my first time in therapy. Actually I have no idea what I am doing here."

The woman returned Kazuki's smiled, sending a twinkle from her purple eyes. "Don't worry most people don't know they have problems until they come here. By the way I think it would be proper if I introduced myself, my name is Miss Hokuto."

Kazuki nodded politely. "Miss Hokuto, I can surely say that I have no problems. I am even willing to go through this session just to prove that."

Miss Hokuto frowned to herself. She quickly grabbed her pen and started to scribble in her file. "Has trouble accepting his problems…" She whispered to herself as she wrote.

Kazuki frowned as he watched his psychiatrist write notes on him. "Miss Hokuto, we haven't even established if I do have any real problems or not."

"Has a short temper and angers easily…"She continued to talk to herself as she wrote notes in Kazuki's file.

Kazuki took a deep breathe and tried to calm himself. "Miss Hokuto I am not even angry I'm just rationally trying to communicate with you but you are making it quite difficult because of your constant note taking about things that aren't even true."

Miss Hokuto acted like she didn't even notice Kazuki's comments. She didn't look up as she continued to write in Kazuki's file. "Criticizes others and patronizes self…"

Kazuki was known for being a calm and passive person but he just couldn't take this. He could feel his anger rising but with all his willpower he tired to keep control of himself. "Please, Miss Hokuto, if you could just stop making up such crazy nonsense we could have a nice normal session."

"Has problem choosing sexual orientation and spends three hours fixing hair…" Miss Hokuto murmured to herself as she continued her constant note-taking.

That was it. Kazuki couldn't take it anymore. "I do not have problems choosing my sexual orientation! I happen to be a man…that looks like a woman…how do you know I spend three hours on my hair?"

Miss Hokuto stood up from her chair and angrily slammed her hands to her desk. "Please Mr. Fuchoin control yourself! Do you want me to take away your hair gel and your herbal conditioner?"

Kazuki didn't know whether he was appalled or angry. "That…you can't do that!" He quickly snapped as he folded his arms across his chest.

"Are you sure I can't?" Miss Hokuto lifted a stern eyebrow at the string wielder. With a snap of her fingers Kazuki's shampoo, herbal conditioner, hair serum, hair gel, and hair spray appeared out of nowhere. They were floating in the air thin air near Miss Hokuto.

"Hey those are mine!" Without a second thought Kazuki pulled out his bell. He tried to sent strings from it but for some strange reason nothing came out. Kazuki blinked in surprise at his bell. He couldn't take it anymore. He hastily made his way to the door and he tried to leave the wretched place.

Miss Hokuto started to laugh madly. "Get him!" Magically Kazuki's hair products grew 10 times their normal size and grew arms and legs. Obediently they attempted to assault the string master.

Kazuki finally managed to open the door of the room. Without a second thought Kazuki ran out of the room. He was taken aback with what he saw. He was in a bizarre room with filled with stairs. There were stairways everywhere, some leading up, and some leading down, some on the ceiling leading to who knows where. The wall, the ceiling, and the floor of the room constantly changed colors from a fiery shade of red to faded hues of blue. Kazuki didn't have much time to spectacle at his surroundings since his hair products were trying to ambush him.

Kazuki's herbal conditioner yelled in some illogical language. "Ibi hipu ni shikan ga uro!" The bottle of herbal conditioner pointed his finger at Kazuki and started to pursue Kazuki, followed by the other hair products.

Kazuki choose the nearest flight of stairs and climbed up as fast as he could. It was pure chaos every time Kazuki ran up or down a flight of stairs he would end up in the same room just on a different staircase. It was like in one of those bad Sunday morning cartoons. To make matters worst he was being chased by and his hair gel, his shampoo, his herbal conditioner, his hair serum, his hair gel, and his hair spray.

Kazuki ran out of breathe as he continued to climb up and down the bothersome stairs. Suddenly as Kazuki ran up another flight of stairs he tripped over a step that was covered in herbal conditioner.

"Juhi kopokirlu ninichi hup wanya!" The bottle of hair gel yelled as he managed to grab Kazuki by the waist.

"Let go of me your overgrown hair product!" Kazuki struggled to free himself from the arms of his hair gel.

"Gigi! Sodur hikoso buron sibba!" Kazuki's former bottle of shampoo exclaimed to his friends.

"What are you going to me? Let go of me!" Kazuki tried to escape from the aggressive hair products. They started to close in on him. What were they planning to do?

Kazuki's eyes widened as he saw the shiny object in the hands of his hair spray. "No. Don't you dare! I won't allow it!" Kazuki screamed as his hair spray bottle held the pair of scissors in the air before closing it in next to Kazuki's long hair.

"Kazuki!" Kazuki sat bolted upright in his bed. He nervously scanned his surroundings. He sighed with relief as he recognized that he was in his own bed. He looked up and saw that Jubei was the one that had called him. Kazuki lifted an eyebrow to his protector. Jubei was wet and he was dressed in nothing but a towel.

"Jubei? Why aren't you dressed?" Kazuki asked shakily.

"Well I was taking a shower when I heard you scream. I thought that something bad might have happened to you." Jubei answered as he eyed Kazuki.

"I just had a bad dream." Kazuki replied as he tried to calm himself down. "I'm alright now so you can go back to your shower."

Jubei didn't look very convinced but he just nodded and decided to respect Kazuki's wishes.

Kazuki watched as his half-naked protector left his bedroom. "Uh...Jubei before you go can I ask you to do me a favor." Kazuki called before Jubei left.

"What is it?" Jubei asked as he turned around and faced the stricken string master.

"Can you please dispose of my shampoo, my herbal conditioner, my hair serum, my hair gel, and my spray?" Kazuki replied.

Jubei's eyes widened at the strange request. "Your herbal conditioner?"

"…and my shampoo and all my hair products." Kazuki exclaimed calmly.

"Are you sure?" Jubei blinked in disbelief.

"Of course I'm sure. I mean I wouldn't want them to ruin my hair." Kazuki exclaimed as he cuddled back into his bed sheets and turned his back to the poor bewildered Jubei.