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Who: Orihara Izaya and Aikawa Yuu
Where The office where Izaya does all his ridiculous therapy work
When: Sunday
Rating: PG-15
Summary: "Exposure Therapy is the only way!"
the Story:

Filling out paper? No. Being professional? Nope. Izaya's spinning around in his very fancy leather chair and laughing. He was supposed to have a patient or something like that in this time slot (The work schedule having been thrown in a fit of uncaring sometime earlier in the day) but they're oh...2 minutes late. He's damn well entitled to what he wants in that time.

It's a very tedious job.

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"...Are you saying...." He stops and shakes his head, looking down for a minute. When he looks back up, he's glaring at Izaya.

"You think I talked to these rabbits and made Rei up so that Mitsuki wouldn't be at fault?"

"It's only natural to protect yourself and your friend. Maybe she was just doing the same for you."

"What does that mean?"

"I'm suggesting that the Rei there was very real. To you. Because you created her to cope."

".....You think I killed the others?"

"Of course not," he grins and pushes away from the desk, the chair just slightly moving back.

"After all, you'd already said it 'wasn't Mitsuki's fault'."

"What do you mean?"

"I think that she did it for you."

"W-why would I want them dead? I barely even knew them!"

"Wouldn't it be easier then? If you didn't have a strong connection to them?"

"I'm not-- I don't kill people! And I'd never make Mitsuki kill people either!"

"Then maybe you didn't make her," Izaya says casually, shrugging. "Did you just have to ask her? Did she misinterpret something you said? You really should be careful about that sort of thing, Aikawa."

"Mitsuki isn't like that!"

"Are you sure? Or are you saying that because you don't want to face the facts?"

"I'm sure! I've known here since we were little kids."

"You know, it's strange really." he grins before casually knocking one of the rabbits over - the footless one. "I can't help but think this all relates to your childhood in some way."

"...How?" He is really starting to hate those rabbits.

"You're the one to keep bringing it up."

"It's to make a point!"

"I wouldn't fault you for excuses you know."

"This has nothing to do with my childhood and I didn't kill anyone!" He's out of his seat now, knocking most of the rabbits aside as he grips Izaya's desk.

"Oh...?" With a smirk, he watches the rabbits fall. "I wouldn't blame you, you know, if you were to admit to something now. In this place there are no real repercussions. So you don't have to lie about it."

"I'm not lying!"

"Then why doesn't your story make sense?"

"It does make sense. Rei just erased all the evidence!"