Life in a new world

I remember the day I died. The day that I died was the day my father died. I was young, 6 to be exact. He was a rich man, he came from a rich family who had owned a lot of companies, and he was a nice rich man though. Back in high school my mother was the Queen bee and if you don't know what means it means she was the bitch. Anyways my father was just a man living off of his family's money. He would sit at home and sleep most of the day. One night there was a party at someone's house. Every Cool kid from their high school was there. Someone from my mother's school had invited my father even though he was older then them (he was 23 and everyone else was 16-18). Then they met. My father was the "Come here" one and my mother was the "Go away weirdo" one. But somehow they fell in love and my father turned her nice… well until he died that is. My father had died from random shots fired in Mexico while he was vacationing. After that my mother became paranoid and decide she needed someone strong to protect her. She had found a gang member and they never paid attention to me I didn't excise anymore. I had died with my father. As I got older I did everything myself. I didn't have one friend. On parent teacher night I would just sit in the hallway and hope and my mother remember that she had a child, but never did she come. I was dead anyways. You know how parents get all sad when you leave for college, well my mother would just stare at the mail I got from the colleges and say "Why the hell are they sending me college letters" Then throw them in the garbage and I'd have to go threw last nights dinner to get them. The only reason I went to college was to get away from there. Any place was better…right? No I just entered another world of hurt. On the first day someone had locked me in the janitor's room by putting a chair under the door knob on the outside, and then I got in trouble! On the second day some retard had spread rumours about me having sex with a dog! Everyone was laughing at me. And on the third day some guys had beat the crap out of me after classes. Students just stood there saying "beat him up" and the staff just walked by. I broke. I wanted to kill myself so I turned to the internet. I had found someone who was telling people how kill themselves and he said he would do it with us. I didn't care about that part though. I had asked him what was the least painful way to died and I needed to make it look like I wasn't trying to commit suicide. He told me to jump off a bridge on a Icy day so that it would look like a slipped off. It was a slippery day out. I quickly slipped out of my empty room, I was suppose to have a roommate but I guess he didn't show, and head towards the closest bridge. There I was, looking over the European style bridge. I started to lean towards to make my weight go to my front end so that I would fall in. I was getting closer and closer until I was almost totally over the bridge. You know how people say you can hear a choir singing before you die, well god must have hated me because I didn't get that. I was almost there just a bit more…The.

"Hey!" someone had grabbed my feet and pulled me back on the bridge. Damn him.

"You could have been kill. You shouldn't do something so idiotic like that" I turned around to see a large man lecturing me. He was kind of scary looking with his black hair, red eyes and his murderous face. Maybe he would kill me. "That's what I was trying to do" Is what I wanted to say.

"Hey you hear me" His dark voice barked at me. I jumped a bit and answered "Yeah, yeah".

"You shouldn't be pulling on peoples feet they'll think you're a rapist" I smirked at him and pushed my wet, blonde, hair (from the snow). He gave me an angry face but I kept smirking. After a little while of silences he asked "Where are you from?" I answered "St. Kimberly College" I answered and opened my blue eyes again. The man smiled a bit "Same here".

"So I'm guessing you heard about me" I said but he had a different look on him face them I thought. I thought he would laugh at me "No I just got here today" He stared up at the stars. So that's why he did laugh.

"But why would I have hear of you if I was there" He smirked and started at me. "Ah! Nothing" I waved my hands to make my invisible shield. Then I felt something small but hard hit my head.

"Oww!" He stared at me like I was crazy. "What?" "Hail" I answered. Damn hail I hated it. He looked up at the sky.

"Well we better be getting back then" I nodded. I always had tomorrow to commit suicide.

X~X

When we got back I snuck into my room and that other guy went to see what room he was in. We never did exchange names, not like we needed them anyways I was going to vanish from this world quickly anyways.

I laid on my bed, still wet from the snow, and stared at the bed across the room. That bed was actually more comfortable but for some odd reason I picked this bed. Not like I had anyone to fight with over bed s so I rolled across the floor and hopped onto that bed. The other bed was wet because of me now so it wouldn't be the funniest to sleep on. I flicked the TV on and turned it to the MUCH because there was always hot girls will to be sluts on there just to entertain us. I was going to die soon so why not be a pervert. Then I heard the door open "Knock first!" I yelled then whispered "idiot". A wall blocked the view of the door so I couldn't see who was there, but they didn't leave yet. I sat up and said "Get out-" Hey! It was the scary tall man.

"It's not nice to barge in" I said childish. Then he noticed me. He expression came from "I wonder what idiot I have as a roommate" to "Oh this idiot".

He threw his stuff on his wet bed and stood starring at the TV then said "What the hell are you watching?" I laid back down and turned my head to him and said "What you've never watched MUCH before?" "What?" He asked still starring at the girls with the shortest skirts ever. "MUCH. It music videos" I answered his question. Then he blushed at the girls. I laughed and sang childishly "Pervy perv!..." I wanted to put his name there but I didn't know it. I rolled my body over and asked "what's your name?"

"I'm not telling you'll put it in that weird song of yours" He spazzed. He was pretty funny looking thought so I laughed.

"What's so funny!?" He asked but I kept laughing and then finally calmed down to say "you" He looked annoyed and even more annoyed when he sat on the wet bed. I laughed, I couldn't help it! It was just too funny! Then he spazzed which made me laugh even more. It was about 5 minutes later when I calmed down and he was blow drying his wet bed.

"You never told me your name yet" I told him. He didn't look at me but he answered "Kurogane".

"Kurogane's a perv! Kurogane's a perv!" I sang. "Shut up!" he barked like a dog.

"Mine's Fai"

YES! I wrote this yesterday when I was depressed because of Zero (read "Only one love to find out who Zero is and he's a living being) and all this crap I'll tell you about it when I write the next chapter of only one love.

This story was originally just a random story by it's self then I made it into a Shugo chara one but I didn't like it so I made it into a Tsubasa one! :D I love Tsubasa!! I actually brought a manga down with me so I could write this (I didn't know if Fai was spelled Fay or Fai because I watched an episode with subs and it was spelled both ways 0_o).

Oh I got Ouran high school host club part 1 and 2 on DVD for easter! :D it's english! And guess who dose Fai's voice! Yep! It's the same as Fai's English voice!!! AHAHAHa his name is Vic something he dose like a million voices! And Kurogane's voice is Mori!!! AHAHAH!!!!!

I need ideas!!! So please tell me some!!!!!!

~Windy