I don't own kingdom hearts.
Chapter one- the beginning (revised)
Slowly fading. The sense of all fear diminishing. Is that good? Is this my salvation? Maybe being trapped in a small room for the rest of my life is what I need. At least that's what they tell me. I reach out for my father as fatigue over takes me. If he thinks he can hide behind a one way mirror he's pathetic. The doctors strap me down, to a table…or is it a chair?
"Don't worry Ms. Fair." The doctor said. I blinked slowly, whatever they injected me with was distorting my senses. Why am I here? Oh yeah…Daddy and Mommy didn't want me anymore. Ever since I was diagnosed with Schizophrenia by that strange doctor I've never met, they were convinced I was sick. I didn't think I was sick. In fact I knew I wasn't, mommy was in love with someone else and I found out. When I threatened to tell daddy she convinced him I was sick and sent me to a special school for insane minors called H Block academy. Daddy believed her over me, and here I am now. Am I gonna die? Am I even scared of death? As I sit here with the crazy doctor strapping me down, I think will I ever see them again? Why would I care? I hate my parents, my mother was a horrible person to me, and my father? Well my father would rather believe her then me, so that's that. I could feel it now. I was passing out and everything was going black. I took one last look out the window, might be the last of the outdoors I'll ever see.
"Relax Ms. Fair." The doctor said, an evil glint in his eyes as he placed the mask over my mouth and nose to put me under anesthesia. "We'll take good care of you." My eyes closed, the last thing I saw was the untrustworthy look on the doctor's face. The question popped up in my mind again…am I gonna die?
I awoke in a room. How did I get here? Where am I? I sat up and surveyed the room around me. It was a normal sized white room. I was in a small twin sized very thin Cot, it had faded stripes with some unknown stains. The walls were faded, scribbles scratched into the corners from the previous owner and the ground was ugly cold cement. On the far side of the wall was a large metal door with a small window and a food slot underneath. I was so cold. No wonder, I was practically naked. I was wearing a pair of black socks and an oversized t-shirt. How long have I been wearing this? I noticed a clipboard hanging from the wall. I stood up and made my way over to it.
Patient name:Xion Fair
Patient number: 14
Age: 17
Weight: 132 lbs.
Class: D
Was this some kind of identification? For some reason I didn't remember. Is that my name? Suddenly a brown sack was slid through the food slot, I went over to it and examined it. It was a small parcel, tied together with twine. I unwrapped it, inside were folded up plain under garments, a white collared shirt, khaki shorts and a blanket. I changed into the clothes, they fit loosely on my small frame but it was better than nothing. I took the blanket and carefully laid it on my bed, it seemed almost fragile. I ran my hand along the red worn out fleece.
"Where am I?" I asked myself quietly.
With a sudden thud the door opened, I saw red light flashing in the hall. I saw other kids my age walking into the hall way, some wearing the same clothes and others wearing much nicer ones. I followed the crowd and found myself in a luxurious dining room, all the nicely dressed people were eating there. There was a large buffet filled with delicious food, there were people getting seconds, even thirds. I must've stopped walking because I was confronted by one of them. She had long black beautiful hair deep brown eyes. She was wearing a white button-up with a red cardigan with black lining and a yellow and red anime styled bow. Her skirt was red plaid and she wore black knee high socks and fancy black shoes. She was dressed like the other females eating.
"Hello." She smiled.
"H-Hi." I dared to smile back.
"Are you new here?" She asked kindly.
"I-I think I am." I said shyly. She seemed nice.
"What's your name?" She asked. My cheeks heated up, everyone was staring at me...why?
"Xi-Xion." I hugged myself, feeling self-conscious about the sudden attention.
"Well, Xion? A reject like you eats in the D-hall with all the other pathetic losers…okay?" She said kind of perky.
What did she just call me? "Umn…e-excuse me?"
"Are you retarded or something? I said get lost, you don't belong here." One of her other friends walked up to us, I just noticed the people around me snickering.
"Oh Tifa go easy on her she's new here. I mean besides, she's crazy, she probably will bite your hand off if you're too nice to her." She laughed flipping her short brown hair, everyone was laughing loudly now. How was that being nice? Why where they laughing it wasn't really that funny.
"Oh Selphie your right, the animal's probably just hungry." Tifa turned around to her table and picked up the syrup container and walked over to me. "Here you go…whoops." She said carelessly and "Accidentally" spilled it all over me…I felt the warm, sticky substance stain my shirt and mat itself to my hair and cheeks. "Oops." She said with a smirk. I backed away from the girl and looked around. They were all laughing at me, I felt so humiliated. It got to a point people were throwing pieces of their breakfast at me. I looked back a Tifa and her friends. She pointed down the hall the group I walked with headed to. "Your area is over there." I backed away, tears streaming down my cheeks. I ran down where she pointed, not wanting anyone to see me cry. One of the other nicely dressed kids stepped out of my way and turned to Tifa.
"Was that all necessary?" Said the one kid that didn't laugh, in fact he was quite fed up with his girlfriend's behavior. She was so immature.
Tifa walked over to him and tugged at his tie with her right hand and wrapped her left arm around his neck. "Oh baby she didn't belong here…now she'll be careful about where she treads…she has to learn just like we did."
"Didn't mean you had to make fun of her, she's going to get into trouble for running around dirty like that." He grumbled.
"So? She deserved it." Tifa leaned in to kiss her boyfriend but he turned his head, an irritated tone in his voice.
"Is that your excuse for everything?"
"Oh come on Vanitas don't be like that…it was just a joke." Tifa replied.
"Well your joke wasn't funny." On that note Vanitas pulled away and left the mess hall, he wasn't very hungry anymore.
I ran into the nearest bathroom I could find, and clean tried cleaning myself off. I tried getting the stick mess out of my hair but it was already partly dry, I'd need a brush for this.
"Here." I flinched. I didn't notice the girl standing next to me. She had red, shoulder length hair, fair skin with violet eyes like mine. Her uniform wasn't as fancy as Tifa's but was way better than mine. She was wearing a white button up colored shirt that she rolled up the sleeves on, a blue plaid tie that matched her skirt, black socks and black shoes. I took her brush, my hand trembling. "What's your name?" She asked with a smile. Oh no, I was NOT going through this again. I dropped her brush and headed for the door. "Wait! If an official catches a D-class with a dirty uniform you'll get punished!" I stopped. "Please, just let me help you." She said, she actually sounded like she meant it. I hesitated. "It's ok, I won't tell anyone you're in the wrong sector."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Didn't you go to orientation? When you woke up the D class was guided there."
"I was…but," I looked at my dirty appearance in the mirror shamefully. "I...ran into some trouble. I never made it there."
"That's okay you're lucky you have me!" She smiled.
"And, who are you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
"I'm Kairi Misaki, B-class…and you?"
"I-I don't remember." I hugged myself. Kairi came over and began throwing water on my hair from the sink.
"Well yeah, none of us remember." She sighed. "But as a D-class you should have gotten an ID card or something that would've told you." She said tending to my hair.
"Xion Fair." I stated. I remembered what it was but I just wasn't sure I could trust Kairi.
"Well Xion, how long have you been here?" she asked me.
"This morning." I responded flatly, causing her to chuckle slightly.
"Well, it is the beginning of the school year."
"So umn Kairi?" My voice was louder now. "What is with the classes?" I asked.
"Well Xion, do you know why you're here?" I shook my head. "This is a rehabilitation center for minors that are mentally insane."
"B-But I don't remember being insane." Kairi silently cheered as she had finally gotten the tricky gunk out of my hair and began brushing it.
"They said the medication given to us prevents us from remembering anything from before taking it. It helps make us normal. Anyway, there are four classes. There is D, the lowest where everyone starts. C, where if you be good and follow the rules you earn privileges and move up a class. B, my class, that's where you get more privileges such as computer time in the library, later bed time, less surveillance a better bed room and you can wander the halls and visit your friends until 11. Now the A class, that's like going to a rich private school. They can do whatever they want, they get their own PCs, game stations, giant lavish rooms, better food, they can stay out until whenever, they can have parties, etc. A-class people however also are extremely stuck up. I'm guessing one of them did this to you?"
I nodded. "How do you get to be an A-class?" Kairi Shrugged.
"I'm not sure." She replied. "You make your way up the food chain I guess. One day you'll understand." She pulled away. "Okay your hair is done." Kairi went over and put her brush back into her white and pink backpack.
"Kairi…what are you here for, I mean…what do you have?" I asked as politely as I could. I washed my face in the sink.
"I-I don't know." She stuttered. I guess that would make sense, if I couldn't remember why would she? I ran my hands through my hair and noticed my still stained shirt.
"Don't worry about that. I still have mine from when I used it." She handed me a shirt identically to mine and I changed into it, it surprisingly fit perfectly. I wonder why she still carried it around.
"I have it with me in case of an emergency, good thing I do huh?" She walked to the door. Strange it's like she read my mind.
"Oh umn Kairi? Th-thank you." I stuttered shyly.
"Don't worry about it, and if you ever want to talk I'm in here during breakfast and lunch, no one comes in here anymore because they think it's haunted. Haha idiots. Anyway, see you around Xion." And just like that she was gone. I was grateful I met her. I walked out into the hallway and immediately saw people rush by me. I was confused, where was I supposed to go? I tried to ask someone but everyone ignored me. I was soon trampled by people and pushed to the ground. Feet coming in from everywhere, not even trying to go around me. I couldn't count how many times I was stepped on or kicked. My instinct was to curl up into a ball but before that could happen a hand yanked me to my feet roughly. I met eyes with him. He had unruly black spikey hair with golden yellow eyes fixated on me. He was wearing a red cardigan like the other A-classes with a white colored button up that wasn't completely buttoned up. His tie was crimson red that was slightly loosened and he had black skinny slacks with black sneakers. His stare gave me a strange feeling, I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks.
"T-Thank you." I mumbled. He leaned in close to me, I could feel his warm breath against my lips. "U-umn." My blush deepened.
"Welcome to your first day in hell." He chuckled darkly and walked away. W-what?
Fin-
Why are all my stories VANITAS AND XION? Cuz it's my favorite pairing! Don't worry ill have other pairings too. Tell me if you liked it and if you have any suggestions tell me…I'd love to hear what you guys think. Sorry about making Tifa the mean girl, it just came to mind. She's pretty enough for it. sincerely
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