A/N: So! People seem to like my little fic. Keep in mind I'm working on a lot of Inuyasha fics at the moment.

Some Reviewer Responses:

Lady Dragonnaine: I guess you like R/C! {laughs}I don't hate you or think you are a freak! By the way, Cesia will be Rath's psychiatrist (that is very hard to spell). I'm glad you like!

aquajogger: Actually, HanaKusuku is dating Nohiro. Was this a quick enough update?

insaneoveranime: Yup, it's an AU. I'll check out your site ASAP!

You are actually reading a fanfic {gasps} Just kidding, yeah I know who you are! About the review, it's fine.

And that would be all I have time for. If anyone here likes Inuyasha, I'd like it if you read my fics. Otherwise, just read this chapter and review.

Disclaimer: I wonder, if I did own Dragon Knights, what would I write here? N/A?

"Hey, Dealte!"

Dealte looked up from her notes at the front desk. "Back again, Kitchel?

Kitchel looked offended. "You know, stealing is a very rough profession! Can I help it if I broke my leg again?"

Dealte rolled her eyes. "Suure. You know we had a private detective in here the other day. She had this really nasty arm wound from being attacked. You, on the other hand, got your injury from slipping in a treasure cave. See the difference?"

Over in the cafeteria, Thatz sat up. "Did somebody mention treasure?"

"Can you just get me a doctor and put me in rehab?" Kitchel griped.

"Fine, fine. Wait in the lobby, Rune will be here in a few minutes. Oh, and you might want to catch lunch in between."

Kitchel suddenly looked scared. "Oh, no. Not if you have the same chef. I nearly died from my breakfast in bed last time!"

Thatz sneezed. "Hey, somebody must be talking about me!"

Dealte grinned sadistically. "Sorry, Kitchel, but we still have the same chef. And food is a requirement."

"Noooo!"

Dealte turned around. "Alright, who's next?"

Raseleane walked up to the counter, dragging along Rath. "I'm next. My foster son keeps trying to kill himself, do you think your psychiatrist can help?"

Dealte shrugged "Cesia can do anything. Now, I need your help to fill out this sheet. Name?"

"Raseleane Ryu."

"Patient's Name?"

"Rath Ryu."

"When did he start becoming suicidal?"

"Three years ago."

"How old is he?"

"Seventeen."

"Okay, I'll leave the rest to Cesia. Sit over there please."

Thatz was bored. "I think I'll make crank phone calls." He randomly dialed a number.

Dealte picked up the phone "Hello?"

Thatz grinned "Hello miss. You put the mad in madam. Goodbye." He hung up.

Dealte sweatdropped. "Well, that wasn't very nice."

Earth flew up to Thatz. "Earth! You missed my crank phone call! Never mind, I'll make another one. He 'randomly' dialed another number.

In the waiting room, Kitchel's cell phone began to ring. "Hello?"

Thatz fell off his chair. "Um, you've won three cans of soup!"

Kitchel narrowed her eyes. "Thatz, is that you?"

Thatz quickly hung up. "Yeesh, that was close." He looked at Earth. "Let's do it again!"

Rune picked up the phone in his office. "Hello?"

"Hello! I am the pizza man, I am downstairs, could you help me?" Thatz said in a fake voice.

Rune raised his eyebrows. "Is that the cook?"

Thatz accidentally went back to his real voice. "Huh?"

"Thatzzzzzzz!" Rune yelled. "I have patients, don't call this number!" He hung up.

Thatz sweatdropped. "I think that's the first time a crank caller got hung up on."

Earth looked expectantly at him. "You're right Earth! Let's do it again!"

Cesia picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"Is your refrigerator running? Better go and catch it!"

"I don't have a refrigerator you moron!" Cesia yelled into the phone. "This is a psychiatrist's office!"

Back in the lobby, Dealte was desperately trying to page Cesia. "Darn! And I couldn't get through to Rune either!"