Ok…so its about 12:35 at night don't know when I'll finish but oh well…and I had a sudden urge to write, yes actually write, and Akuroku story it shall be my first attempt at it along with actually yaoi. Even though I highly doubt that this document will even make it out of this word program …XP... and yes I'm just weird like that…plus honestly I don't even have a set plot. Fan art does that to me. Makes the plot bunnies in my head bounce around, which gives me a headache. Oh well….

Disclaimer:

I don't know why we all bother with these but I guess if we don't there is a small chance that the SquareEnix might actually give a damn and try to sue me for using the characters. If they do that to me or anyone else what is the point of even writing fan fiction or drawing fan art. I mean seriously. Its there fault in the first place for making the characters so damn sexy.

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I looked around my messy room, looking for my keys. I mean seriously, my room was so messy I practically couldn't see the floor. I think even Sora's room was cleaner then this, and that was saying something. I unconsciously ran a hand through my messy sandy blonde hair, in frustration. I walked over the dirty laundry that laid on the floor as I made my way back to my desk. I moved around the papers that were scattered on it randomly as if they had claimed it there own world. Most of them fell back on the floor. I sighed as I picked them up, pretty much just throwing them back into the pile that they already were in. As I bent back down to get the second pile of papers something shiny underneath my desk caught my eye. Were they my beloved key? I hoped so, but as I reached out to grab the object it turned out to be the shiny aluminum wrapping of a Twix bar. I cursed to myself and moved on about my room. I picked up all the stray laundry, hoping somewhere alongside my stray jeans laid the keys to…well everything. My house and car keys were on there. Being only 15 and only having a permit, I couldn't legally drive anywhere but to school by myself without the watch of a guardian, but still those were my keys. Cheerlessly I threw all the dirty clothes into a corner where my poor beaten laundry basket laid. I turned as I glowered at my room as if it was a person. I had already checked the bed, in and underneath it, and I know I checked the closet when I was looking for my stray shoe. Usually I wasn't so disheveled, that was more Sora's job, but for some reason I just was lately. After I gave my room was last look, finally glad it was somewhat decent looking, I closed the door. I looked down the hall to my left to see if Sora's door was open. Sure enough it was, signaling that my brother was downstairs, most likely already eating breakfast. I rushed down the spiral stairs, eager to get to the kitchen. As I entered, a mouth watering smell wafted into my nose.

"Yum, something smells good."

"Why thank you honey. I made pancakes for the all of us." My mom had appeared out of now where. I swear. I thanked her as I took the plate of pancakes and eggs and head to the table where my counterpart was sitting. Sora glanced up at me and smiled as I sat across from him.

"Fwood Fworning Fwoxas!" He exclaimed to me as pieces pancakes spilt out of his mouth.

"Good morning to you too Sora, except the fact you just spit pancakes everywhere, including me." He mumbled a sorry, lucky after he had finished chewing his bite of hot cakes. I rolled my eyes at him. He was such a child at times. Seriously, we might look a tiny bit alike, meaning nothing what so ever except the fact we have the same shade of bright blue eyes, but our personalities are completely different. He was more of the laid-back procrastinator who loves to sit there and play video games all day, yet still go outside and stay fit. While I, on the other hand, was stricter with myself. I wasn't that big on video games, but I still enjoyed them, I just didn't waste all my time on them. I actually got most of my project done a week or two before they were due…just because. I didn't lack to slack off that much. That way when I did, I wouldn't have to worry about it. I poked at the last bits and pieces of my pancakes. When the plate was clean of food, I got up from the table to go put it in the sink. I glanced over at the clock that was built into the stove. Damn. 7:30. And I still hadn't found my keys. I heard a jiggling of metal clacking together. I glanced over in the direction of the noise. Ahh! At last I had found…forks and spoons? It was only the clatter of the two metalloid silverware clashing together as the drawer containing them had opened. I was getting fed up with my search. I might as well ask, as much as it would wound my pride.

I turned to Sora who was standing up stretching, as his place his arms lazily behind his head.

"Hey, Sora?" He turned his head towards me.

"Hmm?"

"Do you know where my keys are?"

He gave me a frantic look, the one that say 'I'll-tell-you-but-don't-kill-me'. I glared at him.

"You do know…"I had practically hissed. He sheepishly scratched his head.

"Umm…Yeah…Here catch." He threw an object at me, which made a loud 'clank' on the floor, then darted like crazy out of the room. I glanced at the inanimate object. It was small and shiny. I picked them up; happy to have them back, but man was Sora gunna get it, Later though. I was just happy to be able to get to school.

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I entered my homeroom with relief. I know I acted as if I cared a lot about school, but I just wanted to keep my up grades so I could get into college, that was all. I tuned out as the bell rang, and students filled the room. I heard the history teacher, Mr. Saix; go on about how it was a new start in the second semester for those who struggled during the first one. I sat there staring at the teacher, looking at his face as if I was concentrating on what he was saying. I was concentrating, and on his face, but on the big weird 'X' scar he had on his face. I mean how the hell did he even get it…I trailed off until the bell signaled it was time for 1st period. Joy. That meant Science with Xaladin…the greatest way to start of my day. Note the sarcasm there. It was probably one of the worst classes besides history. They were just so…boring. I flew through it in a daze. We were discussing the most random and stupidest of topics today. I know one of them was how the weather affected an air balloon. I was tempted to shout "Well due, of course weather affects air balloons. I mean they are in air/sky which is where weather is suppose to happen." but I refrained myself the best I could. As the 2nd bell rang I gather up my backpack and supplies. I rushed to my Math class. I actually looked forward to this class. Not because my friend Demyx was in it, well actually that was one of the reasons, but also because this class is actually one of the only real productive ones. I glanced up at the white board. It had today's schedule on it. It was really complicated but that was because Demyx and I had somehow gotten good grades on ART and skipped to Algebra II. Don't know how it happened, just that it did. It actually surprised me how smart he actually was. He was busy talking to one of his friends when he noticed I came in. He bounced over to me happily.

"Guess what Roxas?! One of our friends moved back here and transferred here, to DIHS. Isn't that great? He might be in our classes." I blinked my eyes in annoyance.

"I could care but he's your friend not mine. Correct?" He nodded but quickly added to his former sentence.

"Yeah but that's why I want you to meet him!" A boy from in front of us turned around.

"As true as that all might be Demyx, there is a flaw in your plan. He won't be in any of your classes, expect you're guys electives and honors class, with him being a senior and all, but even that is highly unlikely." a purplish-blue strand of hair swung into his face.

"Aww…you're a party pooper Zexion. I was just hoping…"Demyx pouted childishly as he bound for his seat as the teacher walked in.

"I'm gunna take you all had a nice time over you Christmas break?" A chorus of 'yes's and 'no's met her answer.

"Well that's nice, I want to you all to get your notebook and paper out so we can start our notes on Trigonometric Functions and Equations. But before we begin I want to introduce a transfer student…Come on in sweetie." Demyx looked at us excited before looking back at Mrs. Strife, who had motioned to the door in the front. The door opened and revealed a mob of red spikey hair.

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And there it is…its now…2:07…which is kinda sad. It took over two hours to write something so short. But I'm tired so… sighs Oh well. and yeah…This is kinda…the beginning chapter. Hopefully I will actually get a lot of chapters up. I'll try to update weekly but I can promise. Like I said I don't really have an official set plot yet. And I apologize for the lack of fluffy ness and Akuroku. It shall try to be in the next couple of chapters or so…when it starts at least. I can't do something right off the bat. That would be majorally rushing…which is not what I want to do. I hope I get reviews. Its what keeps me up and writing. So if anyones shalls reviews I shall…give them brownies?

R&R

Christy-sama