A/N: I'm really enjoying writing this fic, even though I haven't gotten that many reviews for it. I don't care! At least I know that some people read it...(IMMENSE appreciation for those who reviewed) Thanks, it lights up my life to read what other people think of my fic...depressingly enough, I wouldn't even mind flames, though if it was particularly evil then I probably wouldn't even waste my time on it.

Oooh, ooh, I put a little bit of the actual book in here, just for kicks.

Disclaimer: Last time I checked, I didn't own this...though maybe in some twist of fate I am distantly related to the author and have some inherent legal privileges...but in my current knowledge, I don't own it.

Chapter two:

Raenef and Eclipse's visits didn't falter much from their first meeting. Raenef was always quiet, and Eclipse was always waiting. And there they were, sitting in each other's presence, not talking. Two weeks had passed, and Eclipse was starting to get the feeling that Raenef was getting more relaxed around him by the little things that Raenef would do, say, he would fully lay down on the couch, or casually look over at his therapist. These signs were good, Eclipse was making progress even though no interactions were happening. Although, Eclipse was getting tired of this slow monotony of supposed advancement, so he decided to take more drastic measures.

"Alright, since you're not talking, I will," Eclipse announced at one of their sessions. He got out of seat with a shocked Raenef staring at him, and held out his notebook and pen. Raenef sat up on his couch and took them suspiciously.

"Would you mind switching seats with me, I do believe it is customary for the patient to sit there," Eclipse pointed at the couch Raenef was sitting on. "Would you like to wear my coat?"

Raenef stood up and nodded slowly, still unsure of what was happening. He received the coat and held it up.

"You can put it on, for now, you are my psychologist," Eclipse said taking his seat on the couch. "Psychologists sit in the armchair," he whispered when he saw Raenef still standing, holding the coat.

Raenef nodded again and put the coat on, obviously deciding that role switching might be fun. He sat in the lush armchair and clicked the pen to start writing.

"Since you don't talk, I'm going to pretend that you already asked me a question," Eclipse said. "Well, I'm feeling alright. I have one patient who really piques my interest, mainly because he wont talk. My other patients are all doing well, they're all relatively stable, and don't need me anymore. I've relieved them on to some of the new, young psychologists who just got out of university." He paused and looked at Raenef, "You should probably start writing something, anything really, you could just doodle, but patients feel more secure if they think their psychologist is thinking about their problems." He smiled slightly and Raenef started writing on the notepad.

"Anyway, I keep having the same dream, I've had it for years now, but recently it started to re-emerge. In this dream, I am killing people, but not just with guns or bombs, but with magic. I am feared all around. There seems to be a war of some kind, a war against angels. I know, that sounds crazy, and if you were a real psychologist you'd probably have me committed. I also know that it's not real, but I could swear it has happened, it all feels so real."

Raenef stopped writing and looked up at Eclipse. That was a weird dream, especially for someone who was supposed to help people that confessed such things. Maybe working around disturbed people all day warps a mind.

The other part of Raenef's wonder was that he had a similar dream. And now that he thought about it...there was someone next to him with long black hair, like the person sitting in front of him. In this dream though, Raenef could never see the other's face.

"That's what we psychologists call lucid dreams, where you could swear a dream was real. Also dreams are said to be symbolic, or reflect different aspects of the person. Some people also think dreams can predict the future, or see into different dimensions. I don't know what I believe dreams are, but they are fun to analyze."

Raenef smiled, this was the first time Eclipse had seen him smile since he arrived at the institution, and it solidified Eclipse's feeling that he was finally getting through. He liked it when the boy smiled, it looked so innocent. Eclipse leaned back on the couch. He stayed there thinking for a couple of seconds then looked back at Raenef.

"Well, I think that's enough for today, you were very helpful Raenef," Eclipse said getting up and walking over to the chair. "I think I should take my coat back though."

Raenef got up and removed the coat and handed that and the notepad and pen back.

"I'll see you tomorrow then," Eclipse said, taking his leave.

Out in the hallway, Eclipse opened the notepad to read if Raenef had made any comments. He smiled when he saw what Raenef wrote: "completely sane" surrounded by various little doodles of flowers and a sad attempt at drawing the building they were occupying. Not that Eclipse could do any better, or would try for that matter. Well, glad someone thinks I'm sane, Eclipse thought.

"Eclipse," someone called out, pulling him back into reality. Oh, no, not him, Eclipse thought. He turned around to be greeted by a pair of purple eyes and bouncing blond hair.

"Just got done with Raenef, eh? Make any progress?" Krayon asked.

"We are advancing, slowly, but I'm getting somewhere," Eclipse answered.

"Right," Krayon said looking at Raenef's door. "You've been spending a lot of time with this patient."

"Just as I would with any other," Eclipse replied.

"Really?" Krayon asked sarcastically. "I don't think so. You visit him every day, and spend hours on end in his room." Krayon curiously tilted his head to one side.

"He's special..."

"Of course he is," Krayon said, not waiting for the full sentence and taking it in the wrong manner.

"What I meant was that he's not stable enough to leave alone, I have to gain his trust." Eclipse looked out of the window.

"Fine, fine, do what you will," Krayon dismissed. "But if I catch you doing something illegal..."

Krayon stopped at the horrified look on Eclipses face and smiled briefly to show Eclipse he was just kidding.

"Well, continue with whatever you were going to do."

"I will. Good bye." Eclipse said, turning around.

"Bye." Krayon said, pausing a while and staring at Raenef's door.

Eclipse arrived at his office, carrying a plate of food and a glass of water. He entered his office and sat down in front of the fire, not even acknowledging the presence of his assistant sitting at the large desk. They had done this before, Eclipse would come back after a session and completely ignore Chris, too deeply submerged in his own thoughts to think about the other. Eventually they would strike up a little conversation, but until then, Chris knew to remain quiet.

"My new patient is quite intriguing," Eclipse started.

"Yes?" Chris asked in interest. He loved to hear about Eclipse's patients.

"Yes, he still wont talk, but I can feel he's getting very close," Eclipse said leaning forward and staring into the fire.

"You'll help him, doctor, you always do," Chris said admiringly.

"Please don't call me 'doctor' when I'm not in the coat," Eclipse said smiling at his assistant. He didn't particularly like Chris, he did his job, and for that Eclipse was grateful, but he wasn't the brightest person, Eclipse didn't have the most interesting conversations with him.

"Of course," Chris said re-stacking some of the papers he was working on and putting them in a drawer. "I'm going to leave now, I have to get home."

"Alright, drive safe," Eclipse said, leaning back against the couch.

Eclipse thought about what to do in his morning appointment with Raenef, he felt that telling Raenef a little about himself really got Raenef to trust him, and he was wondering how much he should tell his patient. He knew that what he was doing could be considered unethical, but he didn't know what else he could do.

"Yes, that will be good," Eclipse whispered to himself.

He stared into the fire and felt the pressure of sleep fall on him.

A/N: Hmm...he didn't eat his dinner...oh well, I don't feel like retyping it in, so either imagine that he ate it during his talk with Chris, or he just left it uneaten. Right, well, except for that oversight...not bad. Bores the hell outta me, but I'll make it more interesting in later chapters. Yes, so review please, always great to hear from people so I know that I exist...strange comment, I think I'm tired... Okay, well I'm gonna post this now so I can continue on with chapter four (shall I do a very, very, very small sneak peek? Yes! Raenef talks (excited)).

Next chapter: Raenef and Eclipse fall asleep under a tree, we follow Krayon around on his quest to find out where Eclipse is, and he gets a shock in the end.