Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Leave Sanity at the Door ❯ First Session ( Chapter 3 )

AN: Sorry this took so long to get out but I usually have to be in a pretty angsty mood to do this one so this one may not be updated that regularly, and sorry this is so short. Anyway this was really hard to write because I've been battling writer's block as well. So please tell me what you think. Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: I no own Yugioh, though I wish I owned two certain white haired bishies! I'll just have to settle for plushies for now.

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"Leave Sanity at the Door"

Chapter 3: "First Session"

He made his way into the room and saw Mai sitting in a chair lounging almost in a lazy manner as he came in. She looked up and smiled at him. "Hello Ryou, why don't you take a seat?" He looked around and saw one of those beds people usually lay on, a chair that looked really cushy like the one she was in and a blow up neon green chair.

"Umm…"

"Doesn't matter which, pick any one you like." He looked at the chair that looked much like her own. Sure enough it was as soft and comfortable as it looked. But at the same time it felt like he was being sucked in to the chair and he had to shift his position until he also took up a lazy looking position with one leg on left arm rest and one arm draped over the right. Mai couldn't help but chuckle.

"So umm what exactly do I do," asked Ryou politely.

"Talk." 'No shit Sherlock,' he thought crossly. He was still a bit more then ticked about being there.

"About what?"

"Whatever comes to your mind. Or if you like I can think up some topics."

"Umm I guess that would be ok," he said with a slight smile, fake as ever, on his face.

"What are you feeling right now?" 'Annoyed and confused.'

"Umm I'm pretty comfortable but still uneasy about all of this." 'He's still lying, I need to get around that some how,' she thought as she looked over at the young man draped across the chair.

"What's your favorite color?" 'What the hell,' he thought his annoyance growing.

"Umm…blue."

"When's your birthday?" 'Urge to kill…rising.'

"September 10th" (AN: I couldn't find his birthday, if anyone knows please tell me)

"What's your favorite pop " 'Its Soda damnit!' (AN: It's POP!)

"Coke."

"Plain Coke?" 'No I like coke and rum,' he thought sarcastically.

"Yes plain Coke," he continued in his cheerful voice but she could tell she was annoying him.

"What is your favorite season?" 'Hmm no sarcastic remark for this...'

"Summer."

"Your favorite element?" 'Fire, so I can make annoying people like you spontaneously combust.'

"Water, it's really calming and soothing." The questions and answers were flying back and forth quickly between doctor and patient and she was ready to put her plan into action. 'It's now or never.'

"How long do you plan to keep this façade up?" He opened his mouth to reply but quickly bit it back. His smile faded but did not become a frown. "You're annoyed, you want me to stop asking stupid questions and get to business so you can do what you have to and get back to your 'normal life.'" 'Being so direct in this case is risky. I could make him retreat even further. But this kid needs a real push to come out of it if I want to make any progress.' "You lie to yourself and others to make them happy and don't let others know how you really feel then you bottle your feelings up inside until you can't take it and it comes out in…unexpected ways." She looked over the scars on his arms that she could see. "You need to give it up. I now you're lying and until you're truthful with me I can't let you go or even give you the courtesy of visitors. Which you may think isn't so bad, but I know for a fact your brother is missing you." She saw a pang of pain go through his facial features as she mentioned his brother. "You're not doing any good just bottling this up. It's ok to just say what you mean; sincerity is much more appreciated then lying to make others feel better."

"I'm sorry but I don't know what you mean," he said with that smile coming back full force. "If people really wanted sincerity over a lie then why does it seem people who lie and cheat get farther then those who are honest? And on another note I've never exactly had a normal life to look forward to. Then again you being the doctor should know that normal doesn't really exist. It is only a word used to make people either feel better about themselves or make others feel bad about themselves. And I do not lie to myself. I know exactly how I feel and don't mind it. But I will not be forced to tell my feelings and thoughts to others," he said with the smile still on his face but with a hint of malice in his voice which really creeped her out. He slowly got to his feet. "And I do believe I should take my leave now." He was almost to the door when she stopped him.

"You say you don't want to share your thoughts with others, or is it just you'd rather bend to the will of others. Next time you should sit in the chair you actually want instead of the one I think is comfortable." He had no response to that and quietly left. 'Damn bitch doesn't know what she's talking about! She doesn't know me! She doesn't know how I feel! I'm not a puzzle to be solved!' (AN: Sorry couldn't help myself) He was furious at the intrusion to what he thought were private thoughts. He didn't even notice the pair of cerulean eyes watching him and following after him.

'His first session with Mai…I wonder how he's feeling. He doesn't look upset, but…he somehow seems annoyed. I wonder if I could cheer him up somehow.' She sat in thought for a minute as he made his way to his room before cheering up and heading for her own. 'I just know that will take his mind off of whatever's bothering him.'

He was pretty sure this was a record. It was now five and he had been glaring at the wall for just a bit over two hours strait. Of course he always hid it when his hourly visit to make sure he was all right came along. The people at this institute were very lucky he didn't have any kind of telekinetic powers or this place would have been nothing but a pile of ashes by then. He watched as someone came by and announced dinner. He got up putting his smile in place before going to the dinning room to eat. He sat at a table in the far left corner near the window. He looked over the table in the opposite corner where the boys from yesterday sat leering at him. They hadn't tried anything since the incident but had been giving him dirty looks ever since. He looked up as Anzu came and sat next to him.

"Good evening Anzu," he replied cheerily. She smiled and nodded which he took as a greeting. She had eaten with him the day before yesterday too which had gotten them many stares. Apparently she was a lot harder to get close to then he thought. Before they started eating she wrote something on her pad.

'Can you come to my room after dinner?'

"Huh?" This had caught him very off guard.

'I want to give you something to thank you for yesterday.' He once again couldn't help but feel dumbfounded as to why he helped her again but smiled at her and tried to wave it off.

"It's fine; I don't want anything for it." She sighed.

'OK fine, I noticed you seemed annoyed when you left your session today and want to cheer you up. Please come?' He nearly dropped his fork. 'What the hell is she talking about? She couldn't have noticed! If my own brother couldn't notice something like that how the hell could she?!' He felt such anger rise up in him he wasn't sure if he could keep it together.

"I'm sorry I don't know what you mean." She looked a bit frightened as he still had a smile plastered to his face but his voice was a deadly monotone that she knew right away was a sign she had stepped too far into his space. "I'm not that hungry. I think I'll go to bed. Maybe you could show that to me some other time." He got up to leave and she desperately wanted him to Stay. To call out to him, to make him stop. But her voice was gone…it may never come back. Ever since that day at school…She felt panic run through her body as images from that day flashed before her eyes as well as the panic from watching the boy walk away and wanting to stop him. To say she was sorry. To not have him mad at her.

He turned quickly as he felt something, no someone, handing onto his sleeve. He turned as the gasps grew louder and he turned to see the girl tugging on the sleeve to his shirt her face down, her one hand shaking and holding a piece of paper like it was her life line. She quickly shoved it into his hands and took off for her room. He looked down at the paper before unfolding it and reading it. 'I'm sorry. Please come…room 307.'

She fell face down on her bed as she gulped for air trying to control her breathing. Her breaths were coming out in gasps as she fought back the tears and the choking sobs. 'How is this happening? Who is he? How is it I've known him maybe two days and I can't help but want to be near him.' She thought back to the first time she saw him being guided through the halls by Mai. Her cheeks went scarlet as the most beautiful person she was sure she had ever seen had turned to ask Mai something. His hair was as white as snow, and his soft brown eyes held something mystical in them. But she felt her heart clench as she looked at his smile. 'It was so fake. He was hurting so much and just wanted to let it out…but he can't. Maybe that's why he's having this effect on me. We're so similar yet so different. He hides his emotions so people will accept him. I don't talk so people will leave me alone.' She sighed and rolled over to look at the present she had lying on her night stand. 'Please let him come. I don't want him mad at me. It's been so long…since I've actually wanted someone to notice me.'

She sat up quickly as she heard someone at her door. His dark eyes all but burned into her own. But not in a bad way, in a way that showed interest. If not talking for months at a time had taught her one thing. It was how to read people without them saying a thing. She smiled and pointed to the other side of the bed as he came in and took a seat on the end.

"The woman at the desk said you gave her a note letting me come over to visit you." Anzu gave him a look that clearly asked why he came. He looked her over as if analyzing her down to her last stand of hair. 'Who is this person? How does she read me better then even my family? Why is it she is getting so close to me when she supposedly hasn't let anyone near her in months?' This last question was the one that had been ringing in his mind for a while. He so desperately wanted to ask but couldn't. 'That wouldn't be polite. But why me? Why does she intrigue me so?' "I'm sorry if I upset you at dinner. I didn't mean to be rude. So what did you want to show me?" She picked up a deck of cards and handed it to him. "Duel monsters?" She nodded as he went through the cards one by one examining each.

'He may not have openly admitted that he was mad. But I think I can accept his answer.' She smiled as she brought out her own deck. 'And maybe if he's willing to ask his question…I just may answer him.'

AN: How was it? Bad? Good? Horrid? I wasn't sure with this chapter and you'll learn more about Anzu in later chapters. Anyway thanks for reading and please review!