A/N: Hey everyone! Welcome to my new fic, Shimensoka Aisuru! This is a challenge fic from Shinigami's Shadow! A good ol' KHHPFFVII-FFVIII crossover fic!

Please enjoy the completely AUness and angst yaoi of this SLASH fic! I'm warning you now, it's rated 'M' for a damn good reason, and it IS SLASH! Yaoi, man-sex, homosexual, butt-buddies, GAY! Whatever you want to call it, it is a yaoi!

Now on to all the stuff you probably skip over anyway.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, Harry Potter, Final Fantasy 7 or Final Fantasy 8... I don't even really own the plot for this, since it IS Shadow's summary... and... and... other stuff... but I do own the word Shnerfles! It's a word for the little monsters that live under my bed. (They're PINK!.../insert gasp/...)

SUMMARY: Harry's been betrayed by those he thought were his friends. Beaten, broken, destroyed and left to die. Luckily, Squall Leonheart finds him, but can Leon and his friends piece Harry back together again or is Harry too deep in darkness to be saved? LeonxHarry RikuxSora SephirothxCloud SLASH NC AU

WARNINGS: Rape mentions... Mild swearing... Mental and physical abuse... Angst... Moderate violence... Really odd pairings... AUness... Pure hated... Major Ron, Hermione, and Draco bashing...

THANKS TO:

Shinigami's Shadow for... well... giving me the challenge fic? And for being a very awesome writer, and an amusing friend.

WARNING: THERE ARE POINT OF VIEW CHANGES!

Prologue; Shimensoka... –Betrayed-

Flashbacks

Thoughts unrelated with the timeline of the story

Normal

Harry's POV:

Hell found me.

I couldn't hide from what I knew was always there. The shadows lurking in the corners, waiting for my heart to weaken, just a little bit. The cold voices, grasping out for my soul, trying to pull me back into my past.

"What did I do!" I clutch my face and sob into my hands, rain pouring down all around me. My hair matted in a black mass on my head.

Thoughts can kill a person.

I lift my head up, tears clinging to my eyelashes only to be washed away by the rain. I struggle to stand up, pain radiating from every part of my body. Why me?

A low groan emits from my teenage throat as I almost fall over, gripping the dumpster for support. Why did you leave me here? Alone, and broken?

Clutching my torn shirt as close to my chest as possible, I stagger towards a deserted street. Do you hate me that much?

I bite back a sob and force myself into the street, looking for any shelter from the rain. I need a place to rest. To forget about this horrible life. To get away. Why did you do it?

I look around, blinking away the fuzziness threatening to take over my vision. Is this what it feels like to die?

I gulp as my throat burns and slip into another alley. I can't go any further. I lean against a wall and slide down, my legs sprawled out in front of me. Why?

My strength is slipping away, being engulfed by the darkness. I don't have much longer. I let a shuddering sob as I wait for unconsciousness to take over. I blink as I see my life flashing before my eyes. Am I dying?

I force the flashing to slow down. I want to remember. I need to remember…

"Oi, Harry!" I grin and turn around, seeing none other than Ronald Weasly, my recent best friend.

"Hey Ron!" He flashes me a nice smile and then glomps me to the ground, giving me the noogie of my life. I squint my eyes shut and push him off, giving him a fake glare that just puts the red-headed boy into laughs.

"You're like a little kid when you do that..." He ruffles my hair and pulls us both back up to standing.

"Harry! Ron!" I glance around for Hermione. As good of a friend she is, she can be slightly annoying with all her 'caring' and 'advice'. I fight rolling my eyes as Ron gives me that knowing look.

"Hi Hermione..." We both say in unison. It's been this way for the few months we've all been friends. Ron and Hermione immediately start chatting about something, but I tune it out as we walk along the halls of Heizen High, stopping at lockers to pick up our stuff to head home. I moved here about 4 months ago after a horrible run in with my parents. I don't even want to think about that. To make a long story short, my aunt, Aeris, took me in after child services removed me from my parents care. She's so nice, and has yet to question me as to what my mother and father did. For this, I love her.

"Yo HARRY!" I blink, jarring myself out of my thoughts and look dumbly at Draco Malfoy.

"Wha?" I blink again, and he and Ron laugh, while Hermione rolls her eyes.

"Honestly, Harry... You should pay more attention!" She scolds me and now it's my turn to roll my eyes. Sadly, it only ends up with me getting a hit over my head. ...Owie...

"I was!" I pause for a moment, looking at all their disbelieving looks. I deflate. Can't ever lie to them. "Sort of..." There they go laughing again.

"Anyways... We need to talk to you Harry... In private..." I look at them, obviously confused, but they shake their heads.

"Let's go... My place..." I've never been to Draco's. I heard he's loaded though.

"Ok!" I exclaim enthusiastically and the rest chuckle at me. But I almost swear I can see underlying hatred in their eyes. I wonder, but shrug it off as we head out of the building. We walk in an almost awkward silence for a few blocks. Maybe I should break the silence? I wonder what they wanted to talk to me about. Maybe I should ask? As soon as I open my mouth to speak, Draco halts in front of a nice, 3 story house. I'd call it a mansion, but I don't usually see houses this big. It's, of course, painted black. That's just Draco's personality coming through.

"We're here... Let's go inside." We all nod and follow Draco up the drive to his house. There's only a red Porsche in the driveway. I've seen that car before and it belongs to Draco. His parents must be out. Sometimes I wonder why he lives there when he IS 18 already. I sigh and stretch my arms out as Draco's keys jingle, unlocking the door.

10 minutes later…

"So…" I look around at everyone in the living room. Ron's avoiding my gaze at all costs. Hermione is fidgeting nervously, and Draco is picking at an invisible spot on the couch. I'm not any better. My hands are in my lap and my gaze has now fallen to them as I shift around, uncomfortable with the pregnant silence. It probably wouldn't be so bad if a bunch of Draco's friends weren't hanging around the couch staring at me with an almost predatory look in their eyes.

This is going to kill me! We've just been sitting here for 10 minutes. Ok… I guess I'll take charge.

"What di—"

"We know, Harry." I blink, my mouth hanging open stupidly after being cut off like that. I shut it, only to gape again. What do they know? About my parents?

"What?" I blink again and look around at them all, only to look away again. The way they're looking at me is scary…

"We know you're a fag…" Draco spits out brutally. I gape. What the heck!

"What are you talking about?" I stare at them, utterly confused.

"Please Harry… Don't make this harder on us…" Hermione nervously states from the other side of the room. Don't make WHAT harder on them!

"What? What's harder on yo—" The rest on my sentence is muffled as a person clamps his hand over my mouth. What the hell! Ok, now I'm frantic…

"Sorry Harry… But we can't have a fag in our midst… and we'll teach you a lesson for lying to us…" I look at Ron with disbelieving eyes. How can he be so cold? What happened? I thought they were my friends!

"Take care of him… and then I never want to see any of you again…" Ron? What are they going to do? One of the guys grabs my arms and forces them painfully behind my back. I look, once more, to Ron who just sneers at me before walking out. Why?

"You coming Draco?" Hermione looks at Draco questioningly.

"No… I'm going to stay here and make sure the job gets done…" I see Hermione gulp and give a frightful nod before running out with Ron. What's the job! My eyes are wide with misunderstanding and fear. What's going on?

"Ah Harry…" Draco sneers at me, walking towards me like a predator to its prey. I try to move but these… these… barbarians are too strong. He crawls on the couch, in between my legs. Why did I have to turn to lean against the arm? I'm sure the fear is prominent in my eyes as his face inches closer and closer to mine, his breath becoming my own. The hand that was on my mouth now slips away.

"What? Do I scare you?" He grins sadistically and that really scares me. I'm unable to hold back a whimper of fear as a dagger appears in his hand. I knew he had quick reflexes, but come on! My fear only causes his evil grin to widen. He leans in, placing the dagger on my lips before sliding the cool metal away, replacing it with his warm lips. WHAT THE HELL!

He chuckles throatily at my reaction, and pulls away, and almost immediately a piece of cloth is tied around my mouth. I'm now squirming and thrashing like there's no tomorrow. Which, could sadly be true for me if I don't find a way out of this! He was my friend. They all were! They were so nice… What did I do?

"Undress him…" He barks the command to his brutes as he stands again, still with that feral grin. His attention is once again focused on me as my eyes widen at the command. I can only watch in horror as my clothes are cut off with daggers. Every once in awhile I can feel the metal clashing with my hot skin. I whimper, but it's drowned out by the gag. Draco grins at me as the people surrounding us run their grubby fingers over my skin. I unconsciously jerk away, but I'm held tightly in place. The tears are now flowing freely down my face.

"Take off the gag… I want to hear his screams…" I know true fear is shown on my face. What does he plan to do to me? Why is he doing this! I thought he was my friend. He crawls over my body and looks me in the eyes, kissing my lips in betrayal before he brutally shoves his member inside of me. The pain is horrible, and I scream out in agony. He pulls away from my lips and looks at me with a smirk.

"I'll show you what we do to fags and liars…"

2 hours later…

Leon's POV:

"This sucks…" I walk grudgingly down the street where it conveniently starts raining. "Figures." I sigh and dig my hands into my pockets, ducking under the first balcony I see. Just my luck that it's in an alley.

"Mnnmgh…" What? I glance around, swearing I heard like a… Pained whimper or something. I narrow my eyes, and ultimately shrug, giving up. I look into the street for a cab.

"Mnnmmggh…" …There it is again! Damn it… Where is that noise coming from? I glance around again but this time my eyes fall on a small lump further in the alley, huddles by a wall. What the hell is that? I take a step towards it, relinquishing my dry spot. My eyes narrow as I realize it's a young boy. My breath hitches in my throat. He looks like he's been through hell and back!

I wrap him up in my coat and lift him up. I look at his face, and his eyes as he opens them looking at me. I get out to the street and manage to hail a cab. I crawl inside with this complete stranger of a boy. I couldn't just leave him…

He reminded me of Sora…

Harry's POV:

They say curiosity kills the cat.

Well, that day it saved my life. If it wasn't for Leon finding me, abandoned and left to die in that alleyway... I would have been lost to the clutches of hell.

A/N: YAY! All done with this chapter! Reminder it's just the prologue… so bear with me… The next chapter will be much better! I didn't want to get into too much detail… because you'll see in later chapters.

Bwhahaha! Ok… Please review and make the writer happy! And be sure to thank Shinigami's Shadow for the idea!

Kupo