Chapter 5:

AU: you know, i'm really enjoying writing this story. I can't get enough of it! anyway, i'm still working on incorporating your idea, Hamadbrosrule. i'll hopefully get that in in this chapter.

They finally got hiro to completely calm down and they put him back in his bed. he laid there and aunt cass sighed deeply as she ran herfingers through his hair.

"Why does she get to do that, but not me?" wasabi asked himself. gogo punched him in the shoulder.

hiro, hearing his question replied, "Why are you people so obsessed with my hair?"

"Because it's awesome." Fred jumped into the conversation that finally had emerged.

"Only aunt cass and tadashi are allowed to do that." hiro stated gloomily. wasabi weeled his chair up to hiro.

"Are youokay, little dude?"

"I don't know."

then the nurse walked in.

"I'm sorry, but unless you're a direct relative I have to ask you to leave for now."

his friends cooperated and left to wait in the waiting room.

"So, you said you would try therapy?"

"ya."

"ok, so here are some of the therapists we have here that can help you with your case. I have their info and backgrounds for you to look over to help you make your decision."

"ok."

"'is there anything else you need? any questions?"

"When can I go back home?"

"Well, due to what happened earlier today, the doctors have put you on suicide watch. you'll have to stay another night, but you may be able to leave tomorrow evening."

"ok."

"when ill he start therapy?" aunt cass asked.

"First you have to figure out witch therapist you want. then we'll figure out when."

"ok."

"Is that all?"

"Ya."

"Ok." the nurse left them alone. a few minutes later his friends came back in.

"What was that about?" gogo asked.

"Oh, I just have to figure out which therapist I want."

"They want you to do therapy?" fred asked.

"It can't hurt to try. hopefully."

"It won't." aunt cass reassured.

hiro sighed as he looked through the papers.

"No." he tossed one on the floor, "no. no. diffidently not. no. Yikes!" he came down to two. he placed them on his bed and turned them so his friends could see them.

"which one?" he asked.

"You get to pick." honey lemon said.

"I can't decide. what do you think?"

"umm... I think this one." she held up a picture of a woman with short dark brown hair and blue eyes.

"Ya, she looks nice." wasabi added.

"Ok. I guess i'll try this one."