[Neku Dear] I think you need some help[Love Yuuko]

[Neku Sakuraba]

The orangette growled lightly. Why'd he have to see a stupid counsilor? He was fine! Just STRESSED and PISSED that not only Koki enrolled in this school, but Joshua AND Sho did too! How much is a fifteen year old suppose to take?

He sighed, flopping down into the seat in an empty room. He crossed his arms tightly and scowled. The room was a bit smokey...and it had alot of butterfly decoration in it. Was this woman a nutcase? Probably...counsilors always tended to be that way.

Neku played with the ends of his hair as he waited...that chick should atleast be on time...

[yuukoichihara]

"Excuse me,"

The woman appeared in the doorway, straight black hair pulled into a bun even as strands fell out and clung to her slim shoulders and her back.

"...for being late. I had a...prior engagement."

She put a thumb to her blood red lips, the ones that matched her eyes perfectly, licking the last of the chocolate cake left over off of it. She closed the door soundly behind her, her stilettos making a clacking noise as she approached the desk. She pulled back the wooden chair with the high posts and dark maroon upholstery.

"My name is Yuuko Ichihara." She said with a nod to him as she sat down, long painted fingernails resting on the dark wood of her desk, "Please tell me your name."

Of course though, she already knew his name, his thoughts, why he was here. Really there was no need to ask except for the issue of privacy. She didn't want to scare her students after all. Even knowing everything, she could decipher more just by how they interpreted the things she asked.

Why Yuuko was so qualified for the job. Even if....she was hard on her students.

She gave him a bewitching grin.

[Neku Sakuraba]

He rolled his blue eyes and frown more. Prior engagement...fatty was just eating cake! Then again, she didn't seem to have an ounce fat on her...possibly all the weight went to her boobs...like they could get any bigger.

Neku sighed, "Neku Sakuraba." he offered flattly, slightly glairing at Yuuko. There was something off about her...and she was...looking at him like she knew the world plus more. Though, he wouldn't put it past her that she did. Some people just...seemed that way.

He cringed at the smile. God. If she was going to smirk and giggle like the prissy-boy, he wouldn't need said prissy-boy to shoot him in the head and kill him. He already knew he wasn't going to like this woman at all...she seemed kind of...well--he couldn't put his finger on it. She was just WEIRD.

"Listen, Ms. Ichihara, I shouldn't be here...I'm fine." He said sternly, "Can I leave?"

[yuukoichihara]

She pursed in lips in a more serious way, blinking her red eyes adorned with long black eyelashes.

"You know, Sakuraba-kun, telling one your name may give them the ability to steal your soul."

She gave him a serious look, tilting her head to the side for a small moment.

"Why don't you, instead of complaining, tell me first why you are here." She said, clasping her ivory hands together, "The only way you will get permission to leave is when I authorize it. And that will be given to you only when I feel that I have helped you, do you understand?"

[Neku Sakuraba]

He rolled his eyes, "I have no soul." he spat, frowning as his arms crossed tighter across his chest. This woman was already pissing him off from the start! He growled lowly, glairing more holes into the counsler. Damned kook.

"I don't know why I'm in here, I'm fine." he said blandly, playing with the loose string on his shirt, "Tch. I don't need help." he pretty much repeated, glancing up at Yuuko, "You might, though."

[yuukoichihara]

She only smiled, leaning forward a small bit, "You are very lucky to have been sent here and not straight to the principal's office. I can let you off very easily and forge the papers if you cooperate, but if you do not, I am authorized to punish you how I see fit. You could end up doing anything from detention to physical labor. Now I suggest you quit being such a whiny bitch and tell me, please, why you were sent here. That is all I am asking from you."

She leaned back, crossing his arms over her bosom, (Harry, what is a bosom?), giving him 'the eyebrow'.

[Neku Sakuraba]

Neku shivered slightly, damn...she was kind of scary...he sighed, deciding to cave. The sooner he spills, the sooner he leaves. "Whatever. All I did was get pissed of when I learned he came." he hissed darkly, "You say a couple of curses and you get sent to the counslor..." he grumbled irritably.

Yes. He was the source of all his problems. He himself would have been just fine if not he had shown up. Always around him...why would you want your killer in the same school as you?! Though, he would never voice the whole 'The Game' (that you just lost) incident to anyone else. He wasn't even positive he was suppose to remember...

Then again...he was his proxy.

[yuukoichihara]

"Mmn," She nodded as she listened, giving him a satisfied smirk, "Who is this he? And why does he cause you so much anger?" She stopped smiling, remembering her Watanuki as well.

Boys their age always seemed to have problems with classmates or people who strived to annoy them. She figured it was just a weird way of showing affection.

Looking at the boy, fidgeting where he sat, she could piece this together. Okay....a little not his age, but he appeared that way. Hell, even she appeared in her twenties even though she was...many more years older than that. And he had powers, powers to control a whole world the people of Shibuya, Japan, could not see. Could not even dream of percieving. She had her own domain, her own world, but it was much smaller than a whole city and all it's inhabitants. Why did this person have such strong emotions for this boy? Why would they follow him?

[Neku Sakuraba]

"We go back to...not so great times." he hissed, frowning. No, there was no way he was giving details. Not only would he seem more crazy then now, but he'd probably get punished for it by him or other reapers. He didn't feel like screwing with fate at the moment.

"Anything else you wanna beat out of me?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. Though he blinked, she seemed to be thinking. Hn. Probably thinking he was just another teen with anger issues and was probably just overreacting. God, did he hate people...

[yuukoichihara]

"Did he ever hurt you?" She asked, already knowing who this student was, "Abuse is always something that should not ever be played around with. And instead of running to try and escape...you should face this person and tell them what needs to be said. "

"After all..." She said quietly, a sadly serious expression set upon her beautiful face, "...you will never escape hitsuzen."

Knowing this all to well, she gave him a smile. Not a scary one, a nice one, "I could perhaps...grant a wish for you."

[Neku Sakuraba]

"Hurt me? Well...technically not." He said flattly. He considered 'hurt' and 'killed' two very different things. If he hurt him, he'd still be alive afterwards, "And I'm not trying to escape...and I am not talking to that prissy-rainbowbrite!" he snapped, leaning back roughly into his seat.

"...." He glanced back at the woman, "A...wish? Do you really think I'm a mentalcase?" he asked, frowning, "You couldn't grant wishes. Even if you could, I'm not askin' for anything." Neku looked down.

[yuukoichihara]

Yuuko sighed irritably. Of course, some clients didn't just work smoothly, compensate, and become happy with their decisions. Over the years, she had to adapt, evolve, learn to work with the clients who were suffering from their inner depression, turmoil, and the past. Some did not want to compensate. They didn't want to give up what was needed, they didn't want to lose what they wished to leave. They wanted their wish granted...but they could not go quietly. This wish caused them pain, and having it granted would thus cause them pain as well. But in the end, meeting The Witch once changed the path of their future....and one could not go without having this wish granted.

"Please do not misunderstand me, Sakuraba-kun. I wasn't talking about literally granting your wish. I'm not some kind of genie. I don't have a magic wand or staff. I don't use talismans or curses or potions or anything of the sort. I would like to help you, I would like to...stop whatever is making you angry. If you would just cooperate, this would go smoothly, and you would be able to leave anytime." She said.

[Neku Sakuraba]

He rolled his eyes, the only thing annoying him now was Yuuko herself, "Listen. I'm perfectly fine." he grumbled, "I don't need any of this!" Neku complained, sinking lower and lower into his seat.

Why was she caring this much? Of couse he had problems and anger, if you went through the same things he has, you would too. But that didn't mean he wanted to fix anything. He liked the way things where, it was his life and thats how it panned out.

Simple as that.

"Stoping whatever makes me angry? Please," he sighed, "I've pretty much always been like this," Which is pretty much a lie, "I just have more faggot-fuel to the fire." he waved his hand dissmisively.