Hello all! This is my first fanfic, so i hope you all like it. I realize that it sucks, but, as the title says: take a chance on me!

Warning: this story WILL contain yaoi (that's boy x boy love ya'll) so, if you don't like that kind of thing, then don't read the story. Otherwise, welcome! lol

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kingdom Hearts or it's characters...as a matter of fact, i can hardly play it ...

Summary: ugh...i suck at these sooo much...ahem, Sora and Roxas are sent off to college without so much as an "adieu" from their cold, distant parents. When they arrive on campus, the meet a group of friends who have their own style and views on life that greatly contradict those of the twins'. Wills clash, new crushes are formed, and new hates are founded in this really horrible story i've written! lol.

Just as a little side note, most of what happens in this story has either a) happened directly to me or b) i've witnessed it, so, with that in mind, read on, and i hope you like it. if not...eh, let me know, there's always room for improvement, right? right. ONWARD!

"Congrats on surviving the high school experience, your father and I are proud of you. Here's all you'll need for the next big thing," Sora read aloud from the note that he and his twin, Roxas, had found on the kitchen counter.

Roxas snorted as he rifled through the fridge, searching for food. "All that's here is that stupid note," he grumbled, finally slamming the fridge shut in defeat. "And there's nothing to eat!"

Sora shook his head at his blond twin. "Let's finish the note. I'm sure mom and dad have a good reason for not being here."

"Or at our fucking graduation for that matter," Roxas snapped, sitting on one of the bar stools in front of the counter. He folded his arms and buried his face in them. "That's the shittiest thing a parent can do."

Ignoring his brother's anger, though Sora himself was still pretty sore that their parents hadn't even shown up for their graduation ceremony, he finished reading the note they'd found after storming into their empty house.

"You'll find two plane tickets in your names in your room. Your father took the liberty of packing most of your things, but I bought an extra suitcase for you, just in case. There's an information packet in your backpack along with directions. Again, we're so proud of you for finishing high school, and we'll miss you."

Roxas interrupted Sora's reading with a snort of disbelief, trying hard to hide the small hurt that had surfaced at the distant note…and how it was only addressed to an individual.

"Write whenever, love, Mom." Sora's voice slowly became quieter and quieter as he read each word, a sense of dread filling him.

"What the hell?" Roxas snatched the piece of paper from his brother, running an agitated hand through his spiky, blond hair. His blue eyes narrowed. "P.S. Sora, there's some sea-salt ice cream in the freezer. Share with him please."

Him? HIM?! God, I hate these people! Roxas fumed.

Sora sat in silence, staring out the kitchen window to the sunny yard outside. Beyond the green grass and colorful flowers, the occasional car slowly rolled by, the drivers out for a leisurely ride through the beautiful summer day. It was almost comical how at odds the scenery was with atmosphere inside their home.

If they understood the note correctly, it meant that, not only had their parents not bothered to show up to their high school graduation, but they were sending the twins off somewhere without even saying anything until now. They hadn't even asked if Roxas and Sora cared. Didn't they get a say in any of this?

"This is so typical of them," Roxas said angrily as he tore open the box of ice-cream. He threw a small, clear plastic packet at Sora, which the brunet ignored as he continued to stare off, trying to find ways to explain their recent circumstances as a joke. A cruel joke.

"They never cared about us all that much." Roxas went on. "I don't know why today would seem any different to them."

Sora turned his attention to his twin, noting how the sunlight highlighted his golden hair, making it look like his brother was surrounded by a glowing halo.

Roxas would've seemed like an angel…if he hadn't currently been cursing under his breath as he viciously bit into the blue colored ice-cream, eyes the color of the ocean narrowed in anger.

"Rox," Sora began.

"What?" Roxas snapped again.

Sora sighed. "Nothing." He shook his head to emphasize his point and looked away again. He stood and walked into the hall. Staring at his reflection in the mirror hanging off the wall, he tried his hardest to keep from feeling rejected by his parents…again.

His chocolate brown hair stood up in spikes around his round face, and yes, it was natural. And, yes, he hated it. It was so unruly and hard to manage, and that was when the humidity was on his side…

The only thing he had in common with his twin brother was his eyes. They both had the same, amazingly deep, azure eyes that everyone at school and beyond absolutely loved.

Roxas' reflection appeared behind his and Sora jumped a bit, turning to face his twin. "What?" he asked, covering up how much Roxas had startled him.

Roxas shook his head, copying Sora's earlier reply to the same question. He leaned forward and hugged his twin, the wooden stick from the ice-cream sticking out of the corner of his mouth.

Sora hugged his brother back, trying not to cry. Roxas was always the hot-tempered one. The one who always reacted in anger when things got bad. Sora…Sora was the sensitive one. He was easily upset by the bad things in life, and would rather not face them. Instead, choosing to laugh and smile his way through it all.

Roxas hated to see his brother like this. Sora was the happy one. The one who smiled and brought up everybody's spirits when they were down. He was going to kill his parents one of these days. They'd never paid much attention to the twins…hell, they ignored the fact that Roxas existed completely, which he could convince himself not to care about. But Sora…Sora was different.

"You forgot your ice-cream in the kitchen." Roxas said lamely, pulling out of the hug with a blush. He held out the still packaged item at Sora, looking away. "Here, it'll make you feel better."

Sora smiled and took the treat from his brother. "Thanks, Rox." He carefully unwrapped the package, giving the ice-cream a few licks. The tangy-bitter flavor shocking him for a moment as it always did. Roxas was the only kid he knew who wasn't bothered by the flavor, even momentarily.

"Yeah," Roxas rubbed his hair, making the messy spikes stick up more. "I'm gonna go check out our room. See what they were talking about." Roxas didn't even bother to say 'our parents'. Those two were the sorriest excuse of parents. They didn't even deserve the title.

Sora gave a muffled call as he followed Roxas up the stairs to their room. He'd stuck the entire ice-cream into his mouth, leaving his hands free to jump up onto Roxas' back like he'd always done when they were younger. And did every chance he got even though they were both eighteen.

"Damn it, Sora!' Roxas cursed as he stumbled under his twin's weight. For being on the short and kinda skinny side, Sora was freaking heavy.

Roxas grunted and, though he groaned a protest at playing the part of horse, hooked his arms under Sora's knees, hitching his brother higher up on his back.

"Don't you think you're a little old for this?"

"Hmph-hm!" Sora giggled, the ice-cream in his mouth had started to melt and drip onto Roxas' white sweater.

"Gah," Roxas just ignored the blue leeching into the bright, crisp white of his hooded sweater. His favorite too. But, short of throwing Sora down the stairs, there was nothing he could do. "You're such a baby…" he muttered, kicking open their bedroom door.

Sora and Roxas had always shared a room. Even though they'd lived in more houses than they cared to count as they grew up, they'd always had the same room. At first, it had been out of necessity, then later, they'd just grown attached to the point where they didn't want to be separated.

That, plus the fact that Sora would sneak into Roxas' room and sleep with him anyway.

It was the same as it had been when they'd left earlier that morning for their graduation. The room was square, two twin beds pushed together in the center of the room, one made up military style, perfectly. The blankets a checkered black and white. The other was piled with pillows that lay everywhere, the dark blue covers with the white stars was strewn haphazardly over the mattress, the sheets bunched up and tangled.

Three guesses whose bed was whose…

The closets on either side of the room were both open and empty. Bare hangars swinging softly from the force of the door banging into the wall. There were three black suitcases sitting on the floor at the end of each bed, their school backpacks lying on top of them.

Roxas slowly lowered Sora to the ground, despite the brunet's noisy protests. His eyes swept the room with an angry glint burning in the blue depths. How could their parents be such callous assholes? He'd never understood it and he doubted he ever would.

They'd packed all their belongings instead of coming to their graduation, they'd already arranged for them to leave without being here to say goodbye…it was like they couldn't wait to get rid of them.

Which was probably the point of all this…bastards.

Sora grabbed Roxas' hand as he noticed their room. "Rox…" he could hardly speak, trying to fight off tears. "How…how could they do this to us? Don't they…love us at all?" he managed to ask through the lump in his throat.

Roxas immediately hugged his brother again. "Who cares if they do or not, Sora? We've got each other. We always have. We don't need them. I love you."

Sora lifted his face, a small smile curving his lips. "I love you too, bro. And you're right."

"Of course I'm right. I always am." Roxas snorted and ducked away from Sora as the brunet dove at him. The two ended up in a small wrestling match, which Roxas won, of course. Thought he wasn't trying all that hard. Sora's sugar rush had just run out, leaving him vulnerable for a pin.

"Uhhn…" Sora mumbled as Roxas dumped him on his bed. The brunet bounced a bit from the impact, but didn't move. Roxas rolled his eyes, laughing at his brother. Sora was such a sugar junkie. He'd eaten nearly half of the huge platter of cookies at the senior brunch they'd attended that morning, and then the ice-cream…

"You're such a burn-out," Roxas taunted. Sora answered with another moan and a flopping hand. Roxas laughed again. "C'mon you bum, help me with this stuff."

Sighing, Sora sat up. "What stuff?"

Roxas gave another eye roll. "This stuff." He pointed at the suitcases. He loved his twin, he did. But Sora could be so freaking dense sometimes, Roxas wished he could hate him…or at least hurt him without feeling guilty.

Kneeling down, Roxas rummaged around in his backpack, finally finding a large, white package. He pulled it out, arching an eyebrow. "Huh…this must be what the note was talking about."

Sora crawled to the end of his bed and laid on his stomach, propping his elbows up to rest his chin in his hands. He swung his feet as he looked down at Roxas, who sat on the floor cross-legged, opening the over-sized envelope.

"What's in there, Rox?"

"Hm…" Roxas reached in and revealed a large stack of papers. He flipped through them, finding a small map, some sort of information packet, and a boarding pass for a flight that was to leave later that day. "They're…sending us to college?"

I'm amazed they were considerate enough to actually remember I exist long enough to buy me a ticket too, Roxas thought wryly.

"What?" Sora leaned down and snatched up his own backpack, the many key chains hanging off of it jingling. He sat up and yanked the zipper open. He practically stuck his entire head into the bag before sitting back upright, holding his own package. He ripped the outside envelope to pieces, scattering papers everywhere. Sora shoved most aside before locating his booklet.

Roxas set aside his boarding pass and retrieved his own booklet, inwardly shaking his head at his twin. Sora never was one for patience. Or grace. "Yep. Definitely a college." Roxas confirmed, scanning the contents before snorting.

"Figures. It's on the other side of the country." Not only could their parents not get rid of them fast enough, they didn't seem to want their children anywhere near them. How sweet….not.

"But…but," Sora stuttered. "But…I didn't want to got to college!" he whined. "At least, not right away!" he threw the booklet across the room in a rare show of temper and crossed his arms, huffing indignantly. "Why didn't they say anything?"

Roxas shrugged. "Does it matter?" he rechecked the time for departure on his ticket. "The plane leaves at seven tonight." He glanced at the clock on his nightstand. 4:30. So, that gave them two and a half hours to get their stuff together and get to the airport.

Then again, since they were supposed to be there at least an hour early to get through security and check their bags, they should leave ASAP. Oh, joy.

Sora noticed the pained look on his twin's face and poked him in the shoulder. "What's up, Rox?"

Scoffing, Roxas shrugged his brother's hand off. "I can't believe this," he snarled. "There's barely enough time for us to get our shit and go to the airport. And that's what they were counting on. They wanted us in and out of here as soon as possible." Actually, scratch that earlier thought…he could totally believe this.

Blue eyes that mirrored his own widened as they regarded the blond. "What? We have to leave already?" Sora scrambled around to find his own ticket.

He gazed in dismay at the departure time printed neatly on the boarding pass when he found it. "But…we still have things to pack…"

"Then I suggest we get cracking." Roxas stood and cracked his knuckles. "Because I'm going to call a cab. Get what you want to take with you and I'll take the other bags downstairs. Once the cab is here, we're gone."

Why does it feel so good to say that? Roxas wondered to himself as he left the room, as many bags as he could carry in tow behind him.

Sora nodded sadly after his twin, quickly pulling the blanket and matching pillows off of his bed. He took the extra bag and opened it, stuffing the bedding inside. He glanced around the room and took the little things from his childhood that he couldn't bear to leave without.

A friendship necklace in the shape of a half heart that he shared with his best friend, Kairi. Sora paused as he stuffed the jewelry into his pocket. He was leaving all his friends behind. He wouldn't get to see them for who knew how long? And he didn't even have time to say goodbye because of the stupid plane's departure time.

Sora sniffed back tears and continued going around his side of the room.

He took an extra pillow, a pocket knife given to him by his brother, the rest of his key chain collection, and a picture of him and Kairi that had been taken just two weeks ago.

Kairi's dark red hair was shining in the sunlight, her blue-gray eyes bright and her smile wide. Her arm was wrapped around Sora's shoulders, her free hand making a peace sign. Sora stood beside her, eyes crossed while he stuck his tongue out at the camera.

Tears filled his eyes again and Sora looked away from the picture. The memories hurt now that he knew he was leaving, but he couldn't leave the picture behind. So, Sora tossed it into the bag along with the rest of his stuff. Seeing nothing else of value to him, Sora zipped up the bag, leaving it on the bed. He swept all the papers strewn across the floor into a sloppy pile and shoved them back into his backpack.

Roxas came back into the room and packed up what was left of his things, saying nothing. Sora watched sadly as his twin packed his blanket, pillow, and a journal.

He didn't pack anything to remember home…then again, knowing Roxas, he wouldn't want anything to remind him of this place.

Zipping his bag closed, Roxas sighed and looked up at Sora for the first time since entering the room. His eyes were dark and sad. "It's gonna suck not being able to say goodbye, huh?" Sora nodded, feeling a lump form in his throat again.

Roxas patted his brother's head, ruffling the soft, chocolatey brown locks a bit. "It'll be okay, though, Sora. There's always room for new friends right? And I'm sure you can call Kairi once we get there to tell her everything."

Sora nodded in agreement and hugged his brother for the third time. Roxas normally only wouldn't allow more than one a day, but today was special, and Sora was grateful that his uptight twin didn't protest, but hugged him back every time.

A honk from outside startled them both.

Roxas recovered first, pulling away from Sora and picking up his bags.

"That's the cab." He said, slinging his backpack on and heading for the door. "Let's go."

Snatching up his own baggage, Sora followed.

Well, there it is, the first chapter! DX gah, it's horrible isn't it? but i gotta ask, how many of you caught the message with Sora and Kairi's friendship necklace? half a heart for each that make one? lol, yeah, i'm retarded...

More will be clarified in coming chapters...oh, and in the next chapter, other characters get their cameo...wait...would it be considered a cameo if the appearance is written?? err...i must consult with my muse on that one, until we meet again. Read and Review please! tanks (yeah...i spelled it that way on purpose...) XD

-----Ramen