Do I really NEED a disclaimer?

A few weeks later, Raven and I talked about the incident. And we agreed on three things: 1- we must always have a designated driver when going to a party, 2- No more alcohol for Raven, and 3- perhaps I should see a therapist.

Of course Raven just had to crack a few jokes about how therapist spelled out "the" and "rapist". And I did my best not to think about that too much.

So we looked online and found a decent guy. I had appointments with him every Wednesday after school.

My therapist, Dr. Wilson (though he prefered to be called Frank), suggested I keep a diary. But I thought that was a little too girly, so I'm calling it a journal. As of now, my journal is filled with poorly drawn duel monsters. There are a few sentences here and there about how I've tried to get Seto's attention by pouting a lot, and about how the whole party thing didn't go as planned, so I was taking another approach.

"So, what did Dr. Rapist- I mean, Frank say about your... issue?" Raven asked, trying to hide her laughter as we walked along in the park.
"He told me to think before I act. And to see if there was a 'less destructive' way to get my brother's attention..." I trailed off. Quite frankly, this was a lot more difficult than it looked. (Ha, franlky! And... you know... my therapist's name is Frank? Oh whatever... That was a pun and I know it!)

Raven went on to ask me why don't I just forget about Seto and start focusing on me and me alone (and of course her as well).
But the thing is, I've tried to do just that. But I love my brother. And I don't think I can say that I really, truly do , unless I make sure he knows how I feel.

Once I made that clear, Raven was speechless. She turned and looked into my eyes. Those beautiful brown orbs said everything her mouth wanted to.
"I'm sorry." They said. "I've never felt that way before. I always ignore anyone who doesn't acknowledge me . I've never fought for anyone's affections... ever..."
"It's okay. I understand." I said, planting a chaste kiss on her cheek.

"You really think this'll work?" She whispered, handing me an orange pen to do my math test in.
"Well, if it doesn't,-"
"No talking!" The teacher interrupted me.
I shrugged implying the phrase "You get the point."
Raven nodded, saying "Yeah, I got it."

A/N: Sorry it's so short. But I didn't wanna put too much into one chapter. Reviews are greatly appreciated! ~x0x0~