Lesson 2: Ninjas get mad over almost everything not including violence. Use that to your advantage.
Never before in his life had Kurogane ever so desperately needed an escape plan before. Usually, he could tear down anything, or anyone, who got in his path. But, the one sitting before him now and whom he worked for were beyond his power…

He could cut down the man with the ugly green tie, in front of him, right now if he had a sword, but he didn't. So, if he chose the course of action that involved killing him, then having to face his employer, he would have to strangle him. Though, that idea seemed like it would be far more satisfying than any method involving a weapon anyway.

However, he had been told what would happen if he did that. And it was a horrifying punishment, which would be nearly impossible to endure. Something, which only the blonde man with the keys to the bedroom, who had hired the irritatingly monotone person standing before him now, could ever think of.

The threat echoed in his mind…

"Now remember Kuro-mad, be good for the councillor-san, or no sex for two weeks"

Two weeks... two weeks! The guaranteed that he wouldn't survive that was the only reason he sat here now, on an oddly soft… pink chair as the 'Councillor' rambled on about how to take deep cleansing breaths whenever he felt angry.

Kurogane knew that it was probably called 'anger management' because it was taking every muscle in his body to 'manage' not to get 'angry' and strangle the monotone bastard with his tie.

"So why do you think you get angry with Fai?" asked the councillor, for what must have been the thousandth time that session (Kurogane had yet to give him a 'satisfying' answer).

He gritted his teeth and told the persistent, boring bastard exactly what he had told him the other thousand times "Because he's annoying, manipulative, obviously on numerous kinds of drugs that he doesn't tell me about, and likes to force me into things I hate, by threatening to make me sleep on the couch for two weeks!"

The small nod, which the councillor used to show when he said this before, had long since worn off, and now he simply blinked at Kurogane.

"How do you feel about that?"

"…" Kurogane didn't answer. Perhaps if he didn't talk at all, the bastard would shut up and leave him alone.

The councillor didn't seem to mind his lack of co-operation though; he simply looked at the clipboard in his hand and said, "From what I've seen so far, you seemed to have a severe need to be angry all the time. Do you perhaps know what the cause for that is?"

"…"

"Perhaps we should start at the beginning. Tell me about you're childhood."

The ninja twitched. His childhood? What the hell did his childhood have to do with anything?

"Well?"

"Perhaps we could just end this now, and I could get the hell out of here?" suggested Kurogane, unable to keep a tone of hopefulness out of his voice.

"I think not Mr. Kurogane, we still have 45 minutes on the clock, and I have every intention on making some progress today" his voice was as dull as ever.

He felt himself begin to shake. "Yes, and I have every intention on strangling you with your tie -which, by the way, is hideous beyond all comprehension. I mean, seriously, it looks like you puked on it!"

"And, why do you want to strangle me with my tie?" asked the councillor, ignoring the comment on how ugly his sense of fashion was.

"Because, you're keeping me here against my will!"

"How do you feel about that?"

No amount of forced celibacy was worth this! Kurogane stood abruptly from the soft, pink chair, and seized the councillor by the front of his suit, before quickly deciding that it would be easier to throw him out of the window, rather than have to touch that sin against humanity, that was supposedly a tie.

"It makes me feel PISSED OFF!" he screamed in the man's face.

Suddenly, the door to the office clicked open. There stood Fai, and, for some strange reason, Yuuko the dimensional witch.

Fai seemed to be handing Yuuko a giant pile of magazines and books, which was decently big to just be from these last couple of worlds, while Yuuko simply grinned at him and said, "I knew it! I knew it!"

Kurogane instantly dropped the councillor in a heap on the floor, and walked over toward the witch and the mage.

"What the hell are you doing here?" he asked, looking at Yuuko

She grinned at him, from over the large stack of magazines. "I just came to receive my winnings!" she said

"Winnings?"

"Fai bet half his porn collection and you that you wouldn't last 30 minutes, I bet all of mine, a bottle of sake, and Fai's tattoo that you wouldn't last 15!"

Suddenly a very defeated looking Mokona popped up from out of Fai's shirt, "And Mokona had bet that Kuro-puppy wouldn't last two sessions."

Kurogane frowned; he wasn't sure which was more un-believable. The fact that they had been betting on him and waiting outside the door for him to crack, or the fact that Mokona was the one who had made the most optimistic bet… in fact, compared to the other two, Mokona had almost not been betting against him.

Then something struck him…

"Wait! You said that Fai bid half his porn collection and ME?"

"Yup. You're going to be working for me for the next two weeks, and that'll be how you will put your two weeks of celibacy to good use."

He glared over at Fai, who was grinning guiltily at Kurogane, and looking over sadly at the porn in Yuuko's hands.

Obviously, anger management hadn't done much for Kurogane, because someone was surely going to die when he got back. Even if he had to do it with the awful green tie.

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