Enter beautiful girl...

HEY EVERYONE WHOM READS THIS! So I have decided to get my ass in gear and write a damn story...(the last one I wrote was on my old account and I wrote it like a year and a half ago...so...yeah...

OH! And YES I'm going to make Roxas kind of emo... (He really seems it in the game...it saddened me...) but yeah...please review it because then I can know what to do to make it better! Yay

I am depressed to say that no...I don't own anything...smiles sadly if only I was that cool...if only

AKUROKU!

Song's used: (1) Miserable at Best-Mayday Parade, (2)Way to Ruin the Holidays-Select Start

Self Conclusions-The Spill Canvas (check it out!)

The pitter patter of rain could only be heard in the large apartment. Tiny fractions of light pierced though the thin curtains, eliminating little parts of the room. A couch lay off to one side along with a small coffee table and a large TV. By the door was the kitchen, which was rather large, compared to other ones in the building. Through the large window, you could see a great expanse of sea and white sand. A lone whimper of pain could be heard in the relatively silent apartment. Off to the side, at the end of a short hallway, there was a bedroom. Sitting there beside a large bed, sat a petite blonde haired boy. Stunning blue eyes glistened sadly, as tears flowed from them. There was a grim expression on his face.

"Because I know I'm good for something" He muttered, through slightly quivering lips. "I just haven't found it yet, but...I need it..." (1) Slumping shoulders signaled that the boy had fallen asleep. A little 'clang' sounded, as a bloody blade fell from the boy's hand

"BEEP BEEP!!" the tiny alarm clock sounded. "BEEP BEEP"

A groan was heard. Sprawled out awkwardly on the ground, lay the blonde. After blinking the sleep from his eyes, he sat up and glancing at the clock and sighed. It was 7:30, meaning 4 or so hours until he had to go to work. Stretching he felt a rather unpleasant pain coming from his left forearm. Moving his arm into view he noticed the dry blood that covered it. Grimacing, when he saw many shallow cuts that littered his forearm.

Standing up slowly, he shuffled over to his stereo cranked the volume and pressed play. After a very short pause, music filled the apartment. Then he moved a little less sluggishly towards the master bath, singing along.

"Take me home and I'll tell you the truth, everyone knows what I've done to you, how can I show my face I can never look back, my feeling are barely staying intact." He sang to himself. Stepping into the rather large bathroom, he proceeded to wash off the dried blood. After the bloodied liquid drained, he went and grabbed bandages, to cover the slightly bleeding arm. Looking up at his reflection he scowled. Cloudy blue eyes stared back at him. "Christ" he murmured splashing water to his face. Sullenly, he walked around his apartment, music still playing in the background.

"Then she told me stay, And I'll never walk away oh, And I know it's the truth, And i won't have another sound"


Making his way to the kitchen he sang, "Please don't go, I have this all figured out, And I never want to stop, It's not my fault" he then took a breath. "I made it sure, I made it through the night, This ride, And I know how you could ever come this part of the mess" Once in the kitchen the small blonde pulled out his mini wheat's, milk and a bowl, and poured himself some. Pulling out a spoon as he made his way to the couch. Sitting down he grabbed the remote, and turned up the volume drowning out the music.(A.N. ...I do that...because I'm too damn lazy to get up and turn the music off) slowly he proceeded to eat and watch whatever was on, with minimal interest.

The rest of the morning proceeded without complication. At around 11:30, he left for a fairly uninteresting day of making preps coffee.(A.N. WHO SMELLS STARBUCKS!) once there, after a long, boring homeless people filled walk, he arrived at the corner Starbucks in which he worked. Putting on his green apron and begun.

so...it OK so far? i know...no name yet...and if you cant figure out what little emo boy it is...that's sad...very sad

but yeah...ima introduce axel next time okis!? sweet...

review??