Rainbows, Lights, Spinning round and fucking round. He saw his bastard of a father floating above him, shouting like he always did. Huh- I wonder if you would be happy now, daddy DEAREST. I'm just like you fucking said I would be, a drugged up screw up. As his father faded away,he saw Mr. Tribula the fucker that had ruined his life. He was only ten year olds-ten, damnit- when that fucker had started molesting him after class. Ten years old wasn't GOD DAMNED OLD ENUGH!!!! He didn't know how to deal with it--

Then he met Relena.

It was two years after Mr. Tribula had started raping him. He saw her arms covered with tracks one day after school. She had come up to him and offered him something-gods, he wasn't even sure what it was anymore- and said "It helps with the pain." He looked at her as she gestured over to her father. He took it from was the first time he shot up.

Lumaria's head shot up as he came down from his high. He always came down fast, where as it took Relena a lot longer to get her bearings. He rolled over and saw Relena's eyes were still glazed over, those once pretty eyes, meaning she was still high off the X she had scored them in the club. After sighing, he looked around the shit-hole motel room. The TV was smashed, the carpet was dirty and the bathroom smelled like something died in there. Not to mention that the bed probably had enough stains on it to be a fucking health hazard. But hell- what else could you expect from a hotel in Hollow Bastion's red light district?

Relena rolled over and moved his long pink hair so she could kiss the back of his head, "Hey sweetie, how was that?"
"I think.. that that was the worst fucking high of my life." He stated, shuddering just thinking about it.

Her small pouted lips turned into a snarl. "Well if you don't fucking like it, I could just stop supplying you" He hated this. Relena was always bitter after coming down.

"Rel baby, no, It's just..I had some nasty dreams, that's all", He pleaded.

There was no way in the seven hells he could go without any drugs, not after all this, he would fucking die.

"Alright sweetie.. just remember who supplies you, okay?" She had that sickly sweet look on her face--the one that she got when she was trying to show him who was boss. The one she got when she desperately didn't want to do this alone. The one that made him want to throw up.

"I'll remember."

"That's good" She purred, running her small hands down his sides slowly, making goose bumps form. Lumaria lay his head down on the pillow just as he heard a knock on the door.

"Hey sweetie, why don't you go answer that? we wouldn't want them barging in, now would we?"

Relena cooed, using the same sickly sweet tone as before.

"Sure baby, just givve me a second" He replied as he got up to get the door. As he opened to door, life seemed to go into slow motion. He was pushed backward by a mass of.. black shadows?

"What the fu… Augh!" Lumaria suddenly felt a horrid pain in his chest--worse than anything he'd ever felt, worse then withdawls when Relena was mad. As he looked down-for the last time?- there was a gaping bloody hole where his heart was suppose to be. The last thing he saw before he passed out from the pain was Relena's blond hair and white t-shirt stained with blood. The last thing he herd was "Welcome number XI, Marluxia, and number XII, Larxene." Then it all faded to black...