Hiromu Takahashi One Shot Collection

Therapy

Featuring: LIJ; Hiromu Takahashi/FC

Category: Smut

Granted you were relatively new to practicing, but you were pretty sure in order for counseling to work the participants actually needed to speak. You had started working as staff counselor for New Japan Pro Wrestling a little over a month ago as they felt they should have someone on staff for their employees to speak with if necessary. New Japan was making at least three visits mandatory and if they wished to continue after that they were free to. You supposed your early success had set you up for failure. The first group you had worked with, called Chaos, had been simply charming to work with. Even the one called the stone pit bull, Tomohiro Ishii, had been a delight. Quiet, but still willing to work with you and open up.

Then along came your second group, Los Ingobernables de Japon. So far you had met with two members and you had yet to get a single word out of either. The first one you had met with honestly had to stop yourself from staring. Seiya Sanada was perfection personified as far as you were concerned. Unfortunately, his attitude left a lot to be desired. You could tell the second he walked through the door that he would rather be anywhere else. You had tried to ease the tension with small talk, little jokes, and inane banter but he had simply stared at you in silence, occasionally gracing you with a roll of his eyes. You had thought that was the longest hour of your life until Tetsuya Naito came along.

You had stepped out for five minutes to use the restroom and refill your water and when you returned he had been there, stretched out along the couch, eyes closed and looking deep in peaceful slumber. Your attempts to wake him had been futile, resulting in you getting brushed off with an irritated hand. You were at a loss as to what to do with these men. You didn't know how you could be expected to do your job in the face of utter noncompliance.

So, after sitting in uncomfortable silence for an hour you had headed to the office of your supervisor. You needed some guidance before your appointment with the next member of Los Ingobernables, Evil. With a name like that you and based on your first two experiences with the group you had a feeling you were going to need some help. Thirty minutes later when you left his office you felt more disheartened than ever. Apparently, the group well lived up to their name and were essentially given free reign. Giving your supervisor's descriptions, you were surprised New Japan was actually forcing them to participate in these sessions. As far as you could tell they were generally allowed to roam wild. All in all, you could say you were not looking forward to your remaining appointments.

Needless to say, you were somewhat shocked when Evil appeared in your doorway early, a glower on his face as he ambled into the room. Darkly intimidating was the first impression that came to your mind. The man seemed to carry an aura of darkness as he entered though you knew that was fanciful thinking. Dressed in all black, rainbow colored hair pulled back into a ponytail the man presented a rather striking picture. He sat on the sofa, slinging an arm along the back of it and the other on the arm rest and stared expectantly at you.

"I understand you prefer to be addressed by your ring name? Evil, correct?" You asked getting a single nod in acknowledgement. A small smile formed on your lips as you got more interaction from him than you had in your previous two sessions. "Well Evil, my name is Dr. Chie Ota. I was brought in by New Japan to assist you in navigating the ever-increasing press demands and the international expansion of the company. There has been a lot of changes over the past year and it can get overwhelming. This first session is kind of a get to know you interview. To make you feel comfortable talking to me and allowing me to get a feel for you as a person."