I went to my first therapy session after my first kiss, which had actually placed me in a really great mood, and I had a stupid dopy smile on my face. Currently I was laying on one of those couch things that you see in cartoons and she was sitting in a chair nest to me, but I swear if she asked me how every fricking detail made me feel I may kick her ass.
"Alright Sasori I'm Dr. Cinda, I'll be your therapist for the remainder of your time at Happy Leaf."
"Nice to meet you Dr. Cinda." I said with a bit of sarcasm, "I'd introduce myself, but you already seem to know my name."
"Alright Sasori, this is your time to just talk, say whatever you'd like, I'm not here to judge." I sighed, thinking to myself, wondering what should I talk about.
"By any chance are we allowed to have semi sharp objects in here?" I asked, "Even under supervision?"
She shook her head. "Goodness no Sasori, especially not in your state of mind."
My state of mind? Oh right the attempt, blah blah blah can't I just say I made a mistake and get on with my life?
"Figures." I said with a sigh, and she looked at me curiously.
"Why?" "I carve puppets, marionettes, from wood, I do it alot in my spare time, and I was hoping I could ask my Grandmother to bring my tools here, but I guess it's a no."
"Do you like making puppets?"
"Yeah it takes my mind off stuff I guess. "
"And how long have you been making puppets?"
"Since..." I was quiet now, and I whispered the next part. "Since my parents died."
She scribbled something down."And how does it make you feel?"
"Look can you not ask that?" I asked, "It's just so corny and weird, I don't know how making them made me feel, it just took my mind off of all the shit going on."
"Language."
"Sorry."
"But what was happening?" she asked prying further, and that's when I decided I was uncomfortable.
"Can we change the subject?"
"Of course!" she said enthusiastically. "So how do you like it here?"
"It's ok I guess, people are weird and the food could definitely be better."
"Settling in ok?"
"Pretty much."
"And your roommate?""Deidara, he's pretty ok I guess, I like that he's an artist, even if he doesn't get that true art is eternal." I grouched. "But I sorta worry about him you know, I mean he's a literal stick."
She nodded."We're all worried about him, but some of the staff noticed you got him to eat some food this morning, that's excellent Sasori, he rarely eats solid food anymore."
"Then what does he eat?" I asked, shouldn't they be the ones getting him to eat?
"He drinks this special stuff called resource, it has basically all the vitamins and everything so he won't lose any more weight, but any extra food we can get in him is definitely a help." she said with a nod, and I sighed, hugging myself on the couch.
"Do you like him?"
"Yeah, he's cool."
"He treating you nicely?"
Very nicely, I thought to myself slyly.
"Yeah, he's just a brat sometimes."
"A brat?"
"You know whinning, a bit annoying, and really clingy."
"Clingy?"
"He always wants to be with me, sort of like a puppy and a master. It's a bit weird."
"He really trusts you." she said with a weird voice.
"Something wrong with him trusting me?"
"Well you see one of his former roommates, he was a severe case which we didn't realize until much too late, was completely unstable. He broke Deidara's spirit."
"Brat? It's possible to break that little, happy go lucky kid?" I asked.
She nodded.
"What happened?"
"He raped and beat Deidara." At that I was frozen, someone beating him? I couldn't imagine it, the boy was already so frail, like a punch would make him shatter like a vase when you hit it with a baseball bat!
"His name was Orrochimaru, we dismissed him out after that, but the emotional damage was already done, and his eye, he's blind in his left eyes from the drug Orochimaru used to sedate him." she sighed, when another buzzer went off, and my stomach growled, my body getting used to the fact that buzzer usually meant food.
I stood up, and looked at my therapist once, then walked out of the room, thinking to myself.
"Danna!" came the excited voice, and soon he was latched onto me. I looked at his innocent face, and I felt pure pity.
"Danna? What's wrong un?" he asked, "You're crying again."
Shit.
"Nothing." I said, "Come on I'm starving."
"She told you about Orochimaru didn't she?" Deidara asked. My face must have given it away because he sighed. Then he hugged me, burying his face in my neck.
"I trust you Danna." he whispered. "I know you wouldn't do that to me un, why do you think I opened up to you?"
"Why did you open up to me?"
"I dunno, just felt like you were different." he said with a shrug, then broke away from the hug and started heading down the hall.
"Come on I'm hungry un!" A clear lie since he didn't eat, but he was a bit uncomfortable with the subject, so I shrugged and let it go.
Dinner, actually tasted better than the earlier food. They had a bunch of different stuff, I'd gotten some nachos, Deidara a salad, however it wasn't long before he started nibbling on the chips.
"Brat why do you eat when I'm eating?" I asked, and he looked at me, halfway through a chip. He swallowed, wincing as a piece didn't go down the right way.
"Because, you looks so happy when you're eating, and I want to feel that feeling again too, and of course." he said, pausing to take another nibble of chip. "It makes you happy un."
"Brat." I said smiling.
Soon after dinner we found ourselves in our room, he was playing around with his clay, while I lounged on my bed, under my covers, my eyes closed, listening to the soft squishing sounds Deidara's clay made, lulling me to sleep. I'm not sure how long it was, but I was half asleep, when I felt a small nudge, and I smiled.
"Danna un?"
"Get in brat." I felt a bit warmer and I realized he was adding the sheets from his own bed, and he'd brought his own pillow. I moved over and he cuddled in next to me, pulling the covers and nuzzling closely to me.
"I'll never hurt you brat." I promised, and he replied sleepily.
"I know you won't un."