Ouroboros (Ninjago x Male Reader)

17. Smile

Exactly a week later, (y/n) once again went to the orphanage. He was lucky, unlike last time, when he was surprised by waking up without the ability the hear, this time he was just fine.

The irregular cycle of losing his senses and feeling his nerves give out was annoying for sure, but at least he didn't lose something everyday. 

Once (y/n) arrived, the lady from last time once again welcomed him in. This time though, (y/n) showed his own way to Harumi's room. He knocked, then entered the room with a friendly smile on his face.

"Sorry for the intrusion." (y/n) said as he closed the door behind himself. Harumi was not sitting on her bed today, she was standing right next to it, both of her hands tightly held behind her back. Her light blonde, almost platinum colored hair was tied to a single braid, that looked like she had, after a bit of struggling, managed to make herself.

"I have more time today, so I brought a few things with me." (y/n) walked a bit closer, before sitting down on the floor while Harumi was still standing and staring at him. She had a small glare again, but it seemed a bit weaker than last time.

(y/n) had a backpack with him today, in which he had packed all the stuff he had prepared for Harumi's session. Her first proper session.

(y/n) dropped it down on the floor before noticing something.

Harumi seemed more confident, but also tense. Perhaps she was nervous, or maybe she was hiding something. That became clear to (y/n) in less than a second.

"Where did the doll go?" (y/n) softly asked as he glanced at the wall, the spot he had pinned the doll was empty. Harumi also glanced at the spot too, but she quickly turned back to (y/n).

(y/n) knew he wasn't going to get anything out of Harumi, so he instead started rummaging through his bag, intentionally turning his back towards Harumi too.

"I brought a sketchbook and some pens," (y/n) heard Harumi rush to open her cabinet, either taking something from inside, our putting something in it. 

(y/n) acted like he hadn't heard anything at all, "It's a lot of fun."

(y/n) did sometimes honestly try to be a good psychologist every now and then, though he . So he resorted to thinking up the most basic things ever, or copying things he's seen on tv.

(y/n) put his bag aside and only grabbed a pencil case full of different color pencils, and sketchbook.

(y/n) turned back around; Harumi was standing in the same spot as before, but her hands weren't hidden anymore. She must have thought (y/n) was still deaf.

"It's yours now," (y/n) told Harumi as he pushed the coloring book towards the girl. Harumi didn't move. (y/n) smiled, eyes giving away a sense of mischievousness.

"Now, let's get to the real session," (y/n) suddenly continued, standing up and swiftly making his way to the cabinet. Harumi instantly panicked, and tried to rush over first, but her small legs couldn't carry her fast enough.

(y/n) stopped right in front of the cabinet but instead of digging through it, he turned around. And smirked at Harumi.

"You're bad at hiding things, Harumi." (y/n) told her, before finally turned around and opened the only drawer in the small cabinet. There were no clothes, no toys, not even the picture (y/n) had seen with Harumi last week.

But there was the Green Ninja doll. (y/n) noticed it didn't have just one hole in it's chest, it had many. From its legs to its one remaining arm to its head. The needle was still stuck in it, right where its right eye would have been.

(y/n) struggled to hold his laughter in, even when he was covering his mouth, small cackles still escaped. Harumi couldn't understand it.

Once (y/n) had calmed himself, he grabbed the doll and the needle, and turned to Harumi. Harumi wasn't glaring at him anymore. She had more of a... worried expression, even a bit scared one.

(y/n) stopped, lifting his free hand to touch his face. He was still smiling. Perhaps he had scared the little girl with his laughing. He sure hoped he hadn't.

He resorted to waiting a bit, calming his expression to a kind, friendly smile instead. And when he noticed Harumi relax, he carefully made his way to her.

He squatted down to her level, and even a bit below it, as he removed the needle from the doll's eye. He then set the doll, face up, on the floor between them.

"A word of advice," (y/n) spoke up again, offering the needle to Harumi. "The heart will always hurt the most."

Harumi was frozen solid, not out of fear or because she didn't want to comply to a strangers words. She was just shocked out of her mind. And even though she knew she had been avoiding this 'psychologist' for a reason, her curiosity was too strong.

She took the needle, and (y/n) drew his hand back. She gave Harumi an encouraging smile, a smile he shouldn't have given her, a smile that worked. 

As Harumi got on her knees on the floor, she clenched her hand tightly around the needle, and raised it high above the doll and struck down right where it's heart is.

"Good job, Harumi! Smart girl." (y/n) was quick to praise the girl, who looked visibly pleased. She even tried to reach out to the needle to pull it out, the desire to do it again clear in her eyes, but (y/n) nabbed the doll away from her before she cold strike again.

"Alright, you can do that later, but don't tell anyone." (y/n) spoke the last part in a whisper, before placing the doll on the floor behind himself, and instead looked towards the pens and the coloring book.

"You're a good listener when you want to be, Harumi. It's good to be determined, but let's try something else first," (y/n) explained, Harumi didn't seem pleased, but waited for (y/n) to continue.

"We don't have to use words at all. How about we draw our feelings instead?"

Harumi hesitated, trying to see the doll (y/n) had hidden behind his back, while (y/n) waited, patiently and still.

After a moment, as if in a change of heart, Harumi nodded, and grabbed herself a blue pencil, then waited for (y/n) to explain what to do.

(y/n) ripped himself an empty page from the sketchbook, before leaving the rest in front of Harumi.

"Alright, let's start!"