A/N: That awkward moment when you were going to write «I'll be sure to tell his aunt» but instead wrote «I'll be sure to tell his anus».
Pffft… XD
Sorry sorry… Alright, chapter 6! PLZ ENJOY ;3
Oh my god… Oh my god… Calm down. Calm the fuck down. Just forget everything. Forget that he even exists! I violently wiped my moist lips and let out something that sounded like a groan. That… That… That sneaky jerk! Gosh, my heart seriously needs to slow down! Why the hell is it beating this fast anyway?! That was embarassing and disrespectful in so many more ways than one. If he does that without my consent again, I'll be sure to tell his aunt! Wait, what?! Why would I even give him consent?! I slowly, but surely turned insane when I heard the devil behind the door say:
«Your office isn't very safe, y'know.»
«H-Hii!» I gasped out and covered my mouth. Why did he sound so psychotic? All I wanted was to do the same as I did when I was younger… Just cover my ears and block out any kind of sound…
«I'll be waiting for your answer. However, keep in mind that I'm not so patient.»
His echoing footsteps gradually faded and I heard the exit being closed. Weights were being lifted off my shoulders when I reckoned that Mochida-kun was finally gone. Though, I understand where he's coming from. Who wouldn't be frustrated when someone you like doesn't even understand what you feel? He tried to keep his manners, but no wonder he had enough. I appreciate that he's being honest, and I kinda admire him for being so brave. But kissing me so suddenly… I barely accepted one on the cheek!
«Shinozaki-san? Are you in there?»
For the second time, I jumped in surprise. Thank god it was the devil's nice aunt. «Y-Yes! What is it?» I asked. «Could you come out for a second?» she politely demanded. «Ah, of course…» I hesitantely replied, got up and opened the door.
…
She was bitterly smiling, but it didn't touch her eyes. That indicated that this would be a somewhat tough subject. She couldn't have… No, he couldn't have told her! «You wondered about Kishinuma-san's relations with his parents, did you not?» she asked, making me sigh in relief. Thankfully, she doesn't know anything about just recently… «Yes, I did,» I answered. She nodded and informed: «Then, you have the perfect oppurtunity right now. His mother is in my office.»
The color completely drained from my face. His mother is… here? I gulped and asked: «When did she come?» «She gave me a call earlier this morning. Apparently, she had no idea that he was seeing a psychologist until Kishinuma-san's doctor told her. After a small conversation, she asked if she could see his psychologist,» Onizaki-san explained. Oh… Now I'm getting all nervous. What if she's really coservative or something?
Onizaki-san noticed my uneasyness and comforted me: «Don't worry yourself too much. She's a very patient woman.» I gulped again and nodded in approval. I wanted to believe her… But it was hard to do. I didn't know what it was, but I thought of his mother as someone who wouldn't like me. But when I thought about what a woman she could be to create such a wonderful young man… All of my fears disappeared.
«Well then… I'll just tell her honestly what I've found out about his condition so far,» I said. «Have you figured it out?» she asked. «I… have a couple theories. They don't sound completely out of place either,» I said. She nodded at me and told me one last thing: «I believe you, Shinozaki. Good luck.»
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«I'm coming in,» I said calmly after knocking on Onizaki-san's office twice. I didn't get a reply, but I assumed that she heard me. I turned the doorknob, opened the door and went in, my legs violently shaking.
A woman with lovely, golden, mid-length hair with big waves sat on the chair ahead of Onizaki-san's desk in a very sophisticated fashion. She still had her grey coat on and it went beautifully with her deep-red lips and subtle eye-makeup. She looked up at me with refreshingly light-green eyes and forced a smile out of sadness.
«Hello. My name is Ayumi Shinozaki.» I introduced myself and shook the outstretched hand. «Ayako Kishinuma. It's my pleasure,» she introduced herself back and sat back down on her seat. I didn't feel that proffesional with such a proper lady in front of me, but I tried to keep my pride.
«So Kishinuma-san, as you may know, I'm your son's psychologist. It must've been surprising to find that out so suddenly,» I started with. She didn't react, so I continued: «You are aware of your son's condition, no?» She looked down at her crossed legs and answered: «Indeed… I just can't confirm what caused it.» I nodded at her and added: «His doctor couldn't either. I must admit, it's suprising that it's not caused by any physical damage. However, I think I might be on to something.»
Kishinuma-san's face lit up and she looked at me with widened eyes. «Really…? You don't mind telling me, do you?» she asked. «I will tell you…» I said, but I had a catch. «If you could please tell me a little more about you and your ex-husband's relationship with Yoshiki.» She didn't look very surprised, and even less so as she nodded at me.
«To Yoshiki… Me and my husband always seemed like the perfect couple. The perfect parents. But in truth, we always had troubles. But all of that somehow triggered when he reached his late teenage years. I will never forget… During one of our worst fights, he was covering his ears so tightly in his room while silently shedding tears. He didn't let out a sound. But his tears kept falling down…»
Along with even more clues, Kishinuma-san covered her eyes in agony and let out a quiet sob. «I'm very sorry…» I said with sympathy and stroked her shoulder. She quickly calmed down and straightened up her posture. «So… What could it be?» she asked after wiping away her tears. «I'll try to explain what I think is the most reasonable way possible. Don't hesitate to tell me if you don't understand,» I said at first. She nodded understandingly, so I continued.
«Kishinuma-san. You see, the human-mind is very powerful. Terrifyingly powerful at times. Take amnesia, for example. For people who have a strong enough will to just remove painful memories from their conciousness, they don't remember those memories. All because of what a powerful mind can do. And also, the placebo-effect. Shortly, if you're given a drug that's been described as something that will reduce the pain in your back, you'll believe that it really does cure your back. And it does work, because you believed it. However, afterwards, you find out that it was actually just a fruit gummy bear.»
«Okay…? What does that have to do with Yoshiki?» she asked confused. I folded my hands together and explained: «In his case… I'm basing this off what you just told me about covering his ears. He didn't want to hear anything, because everything he would hear was his parents fighting. If his will was strong enough…»
It was a lot for her. Her shoulders were shaking and she looked at me with empty eyes. She knew what I was saying, but she didn't want to accept my theory. «… He could have managed to erase his ability to hear by just using that will,» I finished. She covered her mouth in grief and just sat there. What a strong woman to still remain so collected…
«… That's a very pretty scarf,» she said and pointed at the soft, peach scarf wrapped around my neck. Woah… That's exactly what Yoshiki told me. «… You think so?» I asked. She nodded and informed:
«I found a ripped piece of his high-school diary… It said that his biggest dream was to recieve a home-knitted scarf for Christmas. A christmas without his parents fighting and just honest smiles around him…»
A/N: Ah, so that's why Yoshiki liked Ayumi's scarf? Hope you enjoyed! UNTIL NEXT TIME ;3