Apartment 101 on the Tenth Story Floor

by sonni0701

Both Axel's friends Xion and Roxas commit suicide and although Axel attempts to rejoin his friends in the life stream, he lives. Story is about every day life and the struggle to cope with the fact his two friends are now gone. Contains graphic language as well as a tiny bit of abuse. Eventually there will be SoraXAxel yaoi but won't won't be for a little while.

1. Ch1 The Tenth Story

Hello readers! This is actually the first fanfiction I've ever written, but the second to be published. The issues in this fanfiction may be graphic. There is also cussing in this fanfiction. Eventually the fanfiction will have yaoi but for now it's just everyday has KH characters as well as FF7 characters and of course, I own none of the , I hope you enjoy it! Reviews are always appreciated!

PS. If you like the SoraxAxel pairing, I've also published "A New School Year". Warning: It does contain yaoi.

Ch.1 Tenth Story

It was a cold Friday and the wind felt like there were a thousand needles brushing against my cheek. I sat there at the edge of my windowsill. I watched as the city people below carried on with their daily routines. The woman with the big black sun hat walks downtown to a local top notch restaurant where she meets her taboo lover. A businessman talks on his six hundred dollar cell phone as he catches a cab. Then there's the little old woman who struggles to walk her five shih tzus.

I see these people, every day, doing the same thing, the same routine. This routine wouldn't change with one less person in the world, so why does everyone try to tend to a lost cause? Although I sit in the windowsill everyday, the view from the tenth floor is a little unsettling.

Suddenly a door slams close, and I nearly jump in surprise when a pair of strong arms wrap around me, pulling me out from the window frame.

"What the hell are you doing Axel!? You could have fell!" Reno lets go of his grip on me to light his cigarette. I watch as he takes a long drag.

"And what if I did fall? Sure IT would make a great front page in the news, but after a few days I'm sure it'll pass."

Reno stares at me while taking a long drag off his cigarette. He slowly exhales his addictive poisonous gases. "We've talked about this before Axel! I don't want to have to bring you back to the clinic! For God's sake quit being so morbid! Go out for a change. Talk to people or walk to a new store or something. It's been three months!"

I twitched as I hear the word "clinic" and absentmindedly rub at the whiter marks made on my wrist. "Fine, I'll go out."

Reno stamps out his cigarette in a nearby ashtray. He half smiles at me and ruffles my hair as though we were both still little kids. "Good, maybe you'll find reasons to get out more. Just keep your cell on, ya got it?"

"Yeah whatever, I'm not a little kid anymore damn it. I'm nineteen already. Surely I can handle myself outside!" I throw on my hoodie that was hanging from the coat rack and head out the door.
I walk down the hallway and take a left. Abruptly I stop in the middle of the area and stare at the elevator for a moment. If there is one thing I hate, it's small areas. Just the thought of standing in a small confined space makes it hard for me to breathe. Not to mention the short lived panic attacks that follow with the thought that you may get stuck in an elevator.I shove my hands in the pockets of my hoodie and start pacing myself down the ten flights of stairs and make my way down past the office and out the double doors.

Loud noises were coming from all different directions. People talking, cars zooming by, music playing, this was all so much more to handle then from my tenth story apartment. Everything has became so foreign to me after three months. It is as if I have forgotten how to breathe or maybe it's just the anxiety kicking in. It's all the same, really.

After taking a few minutes to calm and slow down my breathing, I make my way downtown, the heart of Traverse Town.