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Authors' Note: Yay! Chapter 2! Fakiagirl says that she doesn't care what I put in the authors' note, so I can write whatever I want. In case it wasn't clear in the last chapter, Mokona is a real manju in this story.

Enjoy! (Hehe, I had a teacher who used to say that before handing out tests.)

The Psychiatrist: Chapter 2

One week later . . .

Fai quickly scanned the list of patients he was meeting with today. The next name on the list was "Kurogane." "Hmm," he mumbled to himself. It's that guy, he thought. The . . . manju guy.

The door creaked open slowly. Fai looked up. "Nnmm," the man in the doorway grunted dismally.

"Welcome back!" Fai greeted him enthusiastically. "We are going to be playing a little game today!"

Kurogane turned to look at him. " . . . " He cautiously lowered himself onto the squishy chair, eye-ing Fai suspiciously.

Fai dramatically opened a drawer in his desk, pulling something out with a flourish. He placed it in front of Kurogane. "I want you to look at each person in these pictures and tell me what you think of them."

Kurogane looked at the magazine in front of him, and then at Fai. "Are you serious?"

Fai opened the magazine to the first page and looked at him expectantly.

Kurogane picked up the magazine and began impatiently flipping through the pages.

"No, no, no!" exclaimed Fai, grabbing the magazine and turning it back to the first page. "Study each picture carefully."

Kurogane stared angrily at him, annoyed. He pulled the magazine closer to him and glared at the first page. He looked up at Fai. Fai smiled brightly. Kurogane's scowl deepened and he turned the page.

Fai inspected Kurogane's face as he finished flipping through the magazine. Fai was disappointed. What is wrong with him? How can he keep his face perfectly blank? A man as handsome as him . . .

Kurogane slapped the magazine down on the mahogany desk.

Well, considering his current love interest . . . Fai suddenly produced a large envelope. "How about these?" he asked, replacing the magazine with the envelope.

Kurogane spent the half-hour looking through pictures of every single type of person imaginable. For some reason, most of them seemed to be rather rotund and bald. Fai would often point out these pictures, somehow managing to fit the word "manju" into his explanations.

"Don't you find any of these people even the least bit attractive?" asked Fai exasperatedly.

"No!" cried Kurogane, outraged. "I am loyal to my sweet bean!"

Fai was at a loss. "Okay," sighed Fai. "Just look at three more pictures."

The first one was of yet another manju-shaped man.

The second was of an exceedingly nerdy-looking girl, who for some reason had bright orange, spiked hair.

The last picture . . .

Kurogane's eyes widened. Fai sat up a little bit straighter.

It was a picture of the most beautiful person Kurogane had ever seen. They were sitting on a hilltop, the breeze gently wafting their pale gold hair. His azure eyes were accented by his wistful smile. His pale, soft skin rivaled even Mokona's. And for some reason, the man in the picture looked exactly like the one sitting across from him . . .

"Oh goodness," exclaimed Fai. "Now, how did that get in there? Silly me!" And with that, he snatched the photograph out of Kurogane's hand.

Kurogane continued to stare at his empty hand before placing it in his pocket.

"Riiiiiiiiiiing!"

"Oh," said Fai. "The one hour for our appointment is up!" He reached over and turned off the timer on his desk. It was pale blue with silver, magical swirls decorating it. Kurogane stared at it, noticing it for the first time. "Instead of a normal appointment next week," suggested Fai, "perhaps we should go out to dinner together with our . . . lovers. That way I could get to know Mokona a little better, and we can talk about how your coworkers feel about your relationship."

Kurogane stood up hastily. "Sure," he mumbled, glad that his hour of torture was over.

"I'll see you next week, here in my office at 8 o'clock!"

The door slammed shut behind Kurogane.

- End Chapter -

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