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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 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!"

"Evidence just doesn't disappear, Aikawa. Ah, but it seems we're nearly out of time here!" Izaya laughs and stands back up.

"I hope you don't mind too much? But I was so engaged in talking with you that I now have nothing written to give to your normal doctor."

Yuu has no idea what he means by that, but doesn't want to ask. Especially not when he's being given the opportunity to escape.

"It doesn't matter. Can I go?"

Izaya might be headed for the door, but there's always time in his life to leer at someone.

"Unless you would like to stay here longer? I'm sure something could be worked out in the system."

"No."

He follows Izaya out of the office and then goes in the opposite direction.

"Hey, Yuu! Wait a second!" He leans against the door's frame.

Yuu stops and looks back at Izaya. "Yeah?"

"Would you like to keep the rabbits? I don't believe they would present all that much of a hazard to you."

"No!" He hates those little fuckers.

Izaya's grin entirely betrays his lack of surprise.

"Suit yourself!"

He kind of hates you too, Izaya. And off he goes.

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