Okay so hi again! Now, I know I said it would take around two weeks to put up a chapter but I started this one yesterday and I felt like finishing it. I was going to wait at least a week to put this one up but I am an impatient little brat so I had to post it now. It was relatively easy to edit so I suppose that helped A LOT. Just a few things to clear up: Maka is going to be on Floor 4 where they deal with those whose mental problems seem worse and more dominant who are aged 12-15. There are certain illnesses for each floor as well but I need to do a little more research before I add in that little feature. Floor three is for those who don't have serious problems and are aged 11-14. Floor two is for 10-6 year olds. Fire and Thunder are going to be around that age and Kilik will be with them because they have selective mutism and they only talk to him. Once I've found out the actual names for all the mental stuff I'll make a list and either put it in this story or my old one to make my life easier. Please leave a review, I don't care if it's criticism or leave a compliment I don't mind.

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PagetDaPanda: Hi! I've not been bad, and yes, it has been a while. I can see you're doing alright or at least I hope so! Thanks for the stamp of approval. Also plot away my friend! They deserve whatever you come up with! And I'll do my best.

Kid watched the pale cream van roll up to the door. Justin, his therapist, had held him up to ask if he was okay with trying a new approach during the therapy session and the two males had debated back and forth on the pros and cons. Of course Justin won since he had the power to do so and Kid was now supposed to be joining everyone else for lunch. Despite the order Kid could not help but stare out of the clear glass. It was there where he sat on the window seat and first eyed the van. on the window seat waiting until he saw the front door open wide. It was Marie.

Marie had worked at Shibusen for a little over a year but Kid still did not like her. He mumbled day and night about her stupid eye patch and the asymmetric-garbage she called a dress. He was glad that she was not made his personal therapist. Justin had the decency to dress symmetrically. Even now, as he was looking down at her opening the back doors, he couldn't help but cringe. Oh how he hated the very sight of her. He attempted to pull his gaze off of the woman and look elsewhere and all too soon his eyes were on the girl who had just stumbled from the van.

Kid perked up. The girl had two perfectly symmetrical pigtails and her outfit, a red pullover and short plaid skirt was also pleasing to see. He was glad that organisation was appreciated by somebody other than him. He saw no reason for it to be such an issue. The real issue was Marie's outfit. The older woman smiled reassuringly at the new girl who scowled into the ground. She was certainly not happy to live in a mental institute. Kid couldn't blame her. It wasn't the most secure habitat in the world and was connected with DWMA, a rich and overly populated school that Kid had once attended. The young boy leapt up and dusted off his suit. Suits were mostly symmetrical so they were his first choice of clothing.

He had casual clothes as well but her found them to be unfitting and comfortable never crossed his mind whilst wearing them. Kid smoothed down his hair. He was betting that Marie would bring the new patient to the lunch hall and he'd rather not miss out in the introductions. Besides someone would have to warn Liz or she might… have a few problems. He made his way, weaving through hallways, eyes trained to the floor in case he came across any asymmetrical trash upon the walls. He pushed open two oak doors and looked up.

Soul was sitting in the far right corner, eating some pasta whilst Black*Star stood on the table, berating him for ignoring the mightiest God on Earth. To his immediate left, he spotted Liz and Patti, his two somewhat friends. He made his way towards them.

"Hello Liz, hello Patty. There's someone new and they arrived just now. She's got blonde hair, just like you and she seemed to dislike Marie quite a lot."

Liz shrieked before seeing who was speaking to her while Patty gazed at where Kid stood with large, round eyes. Kid sat down next to Patty once Liz had gone through five different safety questions to make sure it was Kid and not some imposter.She was on guard, waiting impatiently. "I'll have to protect Patty from this girl she sounds like she's here to stay. She can't though. She might be a terrorist or a rapist or a bomber. Maybe a paranoid schizophrenic or a sociopath! What if she is a sociopath? Oh God I'm going to have to escape. This is bad. This is bad."

Patty nodded along to Liz, smiling lopsidedly. The three teens were startled as the door crashed open, causing many eating their lunches peacefully to scream, hide under tables, or burst into tears. Liz had dragged down Patty who was happily giggling away about crushing giraffes. A young girl named Jacqueline was now hyperventilating, having knocked into a cup of coffee on a nearby table. She was screaming about the noise hands over ears, ignoring the fact that blisters were going to start to form all over her chest. Kid was in shock, watching everything happen. Two young twins were hiding under a table whispering hastily to one another, their small forms shaking uncontrollably. A boy crouched there with them, comforting them.

Marie popped her head round the open doors just a few minutes later, casually strolling in with Nygus strolling up to talk with her for a few seconds. She was the therapist assigned to the lunch hall that day. They took it upon themselves to stop the distress. After all one was a therapist and the other a trained nurse and physiatrist in training. Nygus gently pulled Jacqueline up from where she still sat, muttering to the black haired girl. Jacqueline was shivering and near collapsing, refusing to leave Nygus' side. The tall brown skinned woman nodded at Marie once before nudging Jacqueline in the direction of the door and took her out of the room. Marie coaxed Liz out from under the tables and soon enough the twins had stopped their incoherent babbling and were now atop of Kilik's shoulder, fiddling with his long braided hair.

"I'm very sorry. That was our newcomer. Her name is Maka Albarn and I'm afraid she's a little unstable right now and not in the best position to meet you all. She'll be staying on floor three, in the girl's wing. She has her own room and her room is at the end of the hall, nearest to Tsubaki's. She'll be joining in with your group therapy session and she's 13 years old for anyone who wished to know."

With this a tall pale girl whimpered and curled up slightly, her long black ponytail swishing beside her.

"Now, hurry and finish your lunches. Kilik, Thunder and Fire, you all need to go back to floor two soon. I was also told to make sure you knew that you were receiving separate therapy sessions today as Dr Stein and Azusa think it will benefit you. For the rest of you don't forget about group therapy at 2 O'clock. Don't worry with alerting your carer about your therapy sessions as they will and do already know." Marie wiggled her fingers in a goodbye fashion. All eyes were on her as she left the room.

Black*Star began yelling and jumping around where he sat by Soul. "How can that new girl not want to see her GOD? I AM THE MOST IMPORTANT PERSON THERE IS HOW CAN SHE JUST IGNORE ME! THIS IS AN OUTRAGE AND IT CANNOT GO UNHEEDED! SHE CAN'T NOT HAVE HEARD OF ME FOR I AM FAMOUS AROUND THESE PARTS!" From where he was slumped at his seat, Soul threw the eating utensils he had albeit unused and didn't even look up from the table when the tip of a butter knife flew into Black*Star's now red cheek. Patty giggled like a maniac and poked Black*Star, fighting against her sister who was simultaneously trying to drag Patty away from the blue haired 'God' and talking to Kid.

"Hey Kid? What if she is really here to take us away! What if it's all a test?" Liz whispered harshly her voice getting louder at the end of each sentence. Kid shrugged. He had the faintest feeling he'd once knew a Maka. In all honesty, he was pretty sure he had. But from where he did not know nor want to remember. The likelihood that he would relapse afterwards was great and he was planning to go clean for the day. So he shook it from his mind. If he relapsed, he'd surely be forced out of group therapy and into the 'infirmary' or a surprise hour long therapy session. He really did want to know the newcomer more so he kept quiet and cleared his mind.

"What does a shrug mean? She's taking Patty away! I knew it, I knew it. You could see it in Marie's eyes. This was a scam all along." Liz continued to lecture Kid up until a quiet bell sounded. Nygus walked into the large hall, Jacqueline close behind.

"Alright it's time for group therapy. Don't forget your individual sessions. Kilik, you take Fire and Thunder ahead of me and I'll catch you up on floor three. Sid will be waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs nearest the front left wing."

Everyone filed out of the lunch hall, most going with Nygus. All who lived on floor four thought that today, for once, group therapy was going to be more interesting. Most likely in a way that ended with someone injured and at the very least, three relapses. It wouldn't take long to find out anyway.