Chapter Six: Blue Japanese:

Hisoka sat in Tana-san�s office. His smiled looked so twisted.

Oh great, he thought, of all people, it had to be her. Traitors all of them! Tana pulled out her tape recorder.

�Shall we begin?� she asked. Hisoka sneered at her. The therapist opened her notes.

�Okay,� Tana said. She hit record on the machine.

�July eighth, 2010,� she began, �I, Fujimoto Tana-sensei, am here we patient, Kurosaki Hisoka. Session one starts now.� She turned to the patient.

�Kurosaki-kun,� Tana addressed, �Talk to me. What�s on your mind?� The shinigami wouldn�t speak. His cold look said, �I don�t want to be here.� Tana laced her hands together.

�That�s okay, we can take out time with this session� she said. Tana took more notes.

�Why?� Hisoka asked. The therapist glanced up at him.

�Why what, Kurosaki-kun?� she asked.

�Why do you even care?� he asked. Tana straightened up her glasses.

�Tatsumi asked me to help,� she explained, �Tsuzuki insisted on getting the best help for you.� She noticed him sneering at him.

�Is something wrong?� Tana asked. Hisoka didn�t answer, but she already figured it out. The therapist changed tactics.

�You know,� she said, �Tsuzuki-san expressed some bitterness in your partnership as of late. Do you want to talk about that?� Hisoka snorted and turned away.

�Fine,� Tana said, �I�ll do the talking for now.� She flipped the page in her notes. �The way I heard it,� the therapist began, �You have feelings for your partner. However, he�s married to Kimoto-Tsuzuki-san. Tell me about your feelings for Tsuzuki.� Tana observed his facial expression.

Hearing that again made Hisoka want to vomit; she just had to go there. Hisoka gritted his teeth.

�I don�t want to talk about him,� he muttered. Tana glanced up at him.

�Why not?� she asked, �You thought he was the one, didn�t you? You saw him as your true love. Instead, he broke your heart when he fell in love with Kimoto-Tsuzuki-san.� Tana turned the page in her notes. Hisoka�s eyes filled with venom.

�Yet, I�m curious about something,� the therapist said. She waited for Hisoka to respond. When he didn�t Tana stuck the knife in deeper.

�You are so much stronger than all of this,� she told him, �Why are you driving yourself to destruction? What�s holding you back from letting go?� Hisoka clenched his fists at her words.

�If he really is �the one� for you,� she drove home, �Don�t you want what�s best for him? Shouldn�t you be happy Chapter Five: Blue Japanese:

Chapter Six: Blue Japanese:

Hisoka sat in Tana-san�s office. His smiled looked so twisted.

Oh great, he thought, of all people, it had to be her. Traitors all of them! Tana pulled out her tape recorder.

�Shall we begin?� she asked. Hisoka sneered at her. The therapist opened her notes.

�Okay,� Tana said. She hit record on the machine.

�July eighth, 2010,� she began, �I, Fujimoto Tana-sensei, am here we patient, Kurosaki Hisoka. Session one starts now.� She turned to the patient.

�Kurosaki-kun,� Tana addressed, �Talk to me. What�s on your mind?� The shinigami wouldn�t speak. His cold look said, �I don�t want to be here.� Tana laced her hands together.

�That�s okay, we can take out time with this session� she said. Tana took more notes.

�Why?� Hisoka asked. The therapist glanced up at him.

�Why what, Kurosaki-kun?� she asked.

�Why do you even care?� he asked. Tana straightened up her glasses.

�Tatsumi asked me to help,� she explained, �Tsuzuki insisted on getting the best help for you.� She noticed him sneering at him.

�Is something wrong?� Tana asked. Hisoka didn�t answer, but she already figured it out. The therapist changed tactics.

�You know,� she said, �Tsuzuki-san expressed some bitterness in your partnership as of late. Do you want to talk about that?� Hisoka snorted and turned away.

�Fine,� Tana said, �I�ll do the talking for now.� She flipped the page in her notes. �The way I heard it,� the therapist began, �You have feelings for your partner. However, he�s married to Kimoto-Tsuzuki-san. Tell me about your feelings for Tsuzuki.� Tana observed his facial expression.

Hearing that again made Hisoka want to vomit; she just had to go there. Hisoka gritted his teeth.

�I don�t want to talk about him,� he muttered. Tana glanced up at him.

�Why not?� she asked, �You thought he was the one, didn�t you? You saw him as your true love. Instead, he broke your heart when he fell in love with Kimoto-Tsuzuki-san.� Tana turned the page in her notes. Hisoka�s eyes filled with venom.

�Yet, I�m curious about something,� the therapist said. She waited for Hisoka to respond. When he didn�t Tana stuck the knife in deeper.

�You are so much stronger than all of this,� she told him, �Why are you driving yourself to destruction? What�s holding you back from letting go?� Hisoka clenched his fists at her words.

�If he really is �the one� for you,� she drove home, �Don�t you want what�s best for him? Shouldn�t you be happy for him and his wife?� Hisoka rose to his feet and stormed out of the room.

�Kurosaki-kun!� Tana called out, �Come back, the session�s not over yet!�

�I don�t care! I don�t have to hear this bullshit!� the shinigami yelled back. He slammed the door hard enough to shake the frame on his way out. Tana closed her notes and turned to the recorder.

�This ends session one,� she said before hitting the stop button.

for him and his wife?� Hisoka rose to his feet and stormed out of the room.

�Kurosaki-kun!� Tana called out, �Come back, the session�s not over yet!�

�I don�t care! I don�t have to hear this bullshit!� the shinigami yelled back. He slammed the door hard enough to shake the frame on his way out. Tana closed her notes and turned to the recorder.

�This ends session one,� she said before hitting the stop button.

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