Hey! Hikari here…. I decided to start another fanfic on kingdom hearts because the other one isn't doing so well and I don't feel like continuing it because I don't feel encouraged to continue… Anyways, this one won't be like the other one and it won't really have much to do with the game… so I hope that people enjoy this one more than the other one… :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of its characters! I wish I did though!

Any sentences in italics are one of the character's thoughts… and um yeah that's pretty much it. Happy reading!

Intro

Sora, a young teen, sat on his bed with a knife in his hands and a tear streaked face. He couldn't take the endless teasing anymore. He didn't want to live through it. In the end, he didn't want to live at all anymore. Ever since he was in kindergarten, people teased him. Nobody was ever able to tell him why, but he guessed that it was because they thought he was gay. He had never told anybody that he was gay, but maybe it was because of the way he acted shyly around guys and talked to girls with ease.

He used to get pushed, kicked and beat by all the boys in elementary school and he had always hoped that high school would be different. In a way, it was. It was much worse. Graffiti covered his locker and he could never seem to get from one class to another without being tripped by someone's foot that just happened to appear in front of him when he was walking.

His hand shook as he held the knife in his hand and looked at his wrists that were already scarred and beaten. He never seemed to manage to get it over with properly and he often wondered what was keeping him attached to this world.

He cried out in pain as he slashed his skin once and again at the second cut. Blood dripped onto his bed sheets and mixed with the salty tears that rolled off his cheeks. Next to his bed sat a picture of him and his best friend Kairi. He hadn't seen her for so long, she moved away when they were kids. They used to write to each other, but then one day, the letters stopped coming and the phone stopped ringing. His only friend had disappeared from his life.

"Oh Kairi", he said his voice choking with the sobs. "What would you do if you saw me like this?" He looked at the knife and looked at his wrists. "What would you think of me now?"

He ran his hand through his hair that he had dyed black not long ago and flattened them out with his hand. He wrapped up his bleeding wrist and washed his sheets. His parents weren't home right now so they wouldn't notice anything. But even if they were home, they probably wouldn't have cared. They were both drunks and only God knew where they were and what they were doing right now.

After he finished, he put the sheets back on his bed and lay down to sleep. Tomorrow was Friday which meant that he would have to go to school and live through another day in Hell.

Fuck life. Why couldn't I be a normal teenager with no problems and friends? Is that too much to ask for? Or are you, God, punishing me for something I didn't do? All I really want is to be accepted and have friends and stop living in this hell…

He closed his eyes and, after wincing in pain a few times, he fell asleep. All I want is a friend…

So how was it? I hope it was better than my other one. Thanks for reading!

P.S. I know it was kind of short, but it was the intro! XD The next chapter should be longer.

-xox-

Hikari-chan