Anna goes to another therapist. (AN: Sorry for the slowness. I'm stabbing in the dark with this story. So, bear with me.)
Chapter Ten: Nocturia:
Anna made it to Kyoto by afternoon. She looked around the subway station. It felt the same as Tokyo. “/So this is Kyoto,/” she thought. She had never been here before. Kato promised to take her there before she and Daisuke moved out.
However, this was no time for sight-seeing. Anna had work to do. She walked through the busy crowd in silence. The woman reached into her shorts pocket and pulled out the address.
“Turtle street,” she read to herself. She had to see if this was a joke or not. Once she was certain, the woman went on.
Anna walked most of the way there until she came to Kyoto Research Center. Same as Tokyo. Then again, she had been to a shrink before. So, half dozen on one hand and six in the other. The woman went inside. The procedure was the same. (Lies and all.) The wait was shorter though.
In an hour, an older man came out to the waiting room. He looked to be in his forties and well-dressed. He looked at his chart.
“Niwa Midori,” he called. Anna looked up.
“Right here,” she said. The doctor smiled at her.
“Right this way,” he said. Then, he went down the hall. Anna got up and followed. They came to his office. The doctor opened the door and went inside. Anna followed behind. She looked around the office. Standard-looking this time. A couch, desk, and two chairs were present. It didn’t faze Anna one bit. It was second nature to her. The doctor turned to her.
“Take a seat,” he said. Anna did so in silence. The doctor sat on the other side of the room. He took out a notebook.
“Are you going to tape this session?” Anna asked. The man looked up at her.
“Do you want me to?” he asked. She shrugged at him.
“Just asking,” the woman replied.
“Only if you want.”
“Nah. Let’s just go on.”
“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”
“Okay then, let’s start. My colleague told me about your dreams.”
“Any major changes in your life to take place?”
Anna began to blush. “Well, I have started a new relationship.”
“Boyfriend or girlfriend?”
“How is your relationship?”
Anna shook her head. “No, not really.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Anna shrugged. “My boyfriend’s worried about something.”
“Worried about what?”
“We’re going to talk about it this evening.”
Anna blinked at him. “I’m sorry, but what does my relationship have to do with the dreams I’ve been having?”
“Just ruling out other possibilities first.”
“Tell me about your dad’s death.”
“He was murdered during a home invasion. My fault I’m afraid.”
“One of the attackers came to our door on Halloween in ’99. He said he needed to use out phone for an emergency. I lied at first, but I let him in afterwards.”
“What happened after that?”
“They broke in and locked me in the closet. I didn’t see what happened. I only saw the body afterwards.”
“Do you think his death had something to do with your dreams?”
Anna shrugged. “I don’t know.” The doctor wrote more notes in his notebook. Anna watched him. She already saw where this was going. “/This isn’t working,/” she thought. “/Shocker there!/” Oh well, might as well humor the good doctor here. He finished up with his notes.
“Niwa-san, have you heard of PTSD?”
“According to my notes and the tape, you sound similar to a past case a friend of mine had.”
“How can you be so sure of that?”
“I will have to learn more about your case to be certain. Are you available tomorrow?”
“I don’t know. I’ll have to see.”
“I would like to talk with you more. Here.” He handed her a piece of paperwork. Anna looked at it front and back.
“Meds? Do I really need all of these?”
“These are just in case, Niwa-san.”
“If you make it in tomorrow, I am available from morning to ten in the evenings.”
Anna nodded once. “Right, right…” There was a pause. Anna looked around for a moment.
“So… are we done?”
“Yes, you may go.”
“Thank you, san.” They bowed and parted ways. Today was a waste in Anna’s mind. All just like her college years. No progress what so ever. Back to square one.