A/N: This is yaoi (boyxboy) so if you no likey...than go away. I don't care what you think about it so don't try flaming. This is also my first fanfic, so if you see problems, just tell me...

Disclaimer: Don't own Kingdom Hearts 'cause if I did, Riku and Sora and Axel and Roxas would all be together.

Prologue

Sora sighed, running a frustrated hand through his unruly locks. Yet another day out on the field where all he could do was stay on guard, his bulky riffle slung around his arm, waiting to be used. The field, in the end, was covered with motionless bodies, faces, smeared with blood and dirt. Sora cringed at the sight; he was one of the lucky ones, ordered to stay out on the back line as support.

He didn't see why he was there rather than the front line where he probably would have died. But he didn't care anymore. Ever since those army officials had come to his doorstep, he didn't see a need to care at all. On the battlefield, all you could care about was your gun and whom you should kill. That was how Sora saw it at least. He didn't care if he were to die at any moment. He was ready, prepared for death to consume him. Though back at home he would be more cheerful and playful, childish even, the battlefield was not a place to act like that. For him to be prepared for death, he locked up all of his emotions tight in his mind, almost forgetting them.

It was a war that had come unexpectedly. One day, his life was just normal. No problems or anything, he was practically living a perfect life with his girlfriend. There was nothing that he would have wanted but just stay home, cherishing every moment and making the best of his young life. But than, his life had turned for the worst when two army officials had come to his doorstep, taking him away from everything. His life.

There was no real reason as to why the war had even started in the first place. Some said that there was a bombing that had never reached the news, while others merely said that two world leaders had some disputes while discussing matters. It didn't matter anyway. A war was a war, and Sora was a part of it. There was no turning back. He was already a part of it, and couldn't just stand by the sidelines, watching as everybody was shot down, one after the other. It was morally wrong, and if he did, he'd probably die himself.

Sora sighed once again, hiding his sapphire blue eyes with his brunette locks, leaning on his riffle and listening to the others around him as they started to praise one another, smiling and laughing as if they had just won a football match. He would have done the same, smiling and laughing along with them, but instead, he looked up to them with emotionless eyes. They didn't win. It was all because of luck that they were all still standing. Barely any of the soldiers out on the front line had survived. It was pure luck that he had been able to be in the back line, and for the others around him, they were just oblivious to all of this. They just thought that it was 'cool' for them to carry guns and defend a stupid lie of 'defending their beliefs'. But there really was nothing for them to believe, so really, they were fighting for nothing.

'So this is how it is…'

A/N: Yeah. So How'd you like it? Good? Bad? Don't continue 'cause it's really crap? If you have any ideas or anything just tell me I'm open to anything.

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