A/N; Why hello there. New story going on, a slight chance that this story might be a pain in the arse for me in the near future but whatever, not much to say.

Disclaimer: Reason why it's called fan fiction.

Chapter 1: The Perfect Family Portrait

Roxas Phillips, honor student in writing and art class, is proud to say that he is perfectly normal, thank you very much. He's the last person to ever be expected as a troubled child or maybe even a little bit rebellious. No, he was none of those things, in fact he was the exact opposite of troubled. He's perfect. Yeah I know there's no such thing as prefect. But when it came down to Roxas there's no argument. No mean hard ass guy can deny Roxas's innocent, naïve, pure self. It was like telling someone to do the impossible. And boy was it impossible. But for some people it's not. Roxas's two older brothers Cloud and Demyx and sister Larxene hated him. Of course Roxas doesn't know that they hated him he just thought they were embarrassed to be around him. Roxas understood the term that older relatives don't like being seen with younger relatives because it's 'un cool'. So Roxas respected that he gave them their space never asking things from them but it seems that their parents don't understand this.

His mom and dad are always trying to do family bonding time, Roxas liked it he enjoyed being around his family but it's not the same for his three older relatives. They very much hated it.

Cloud Strife the oldest one, 18 years old changed his last name because he didn't want to be known that he was in the Phillips' family. He's the bully type where if you as so much as to look at him weirdly he will put you on the spot light and tear you to shreds. And he was the druggie type too, always locking himself up in his room doing god knows what and appearing with pockets full of money in the morning. Roxas and his parents don't know he does this and well he'd like to keep it that way.

Then there's Demyx Phillips the second oldest, 17 years old he's a loudmouth trouble maker. Always looking for trouble and being disruptive in his classes and he's also a bit of a manwhore too. One night he's screwing some random girl into his bed and the next morning he's off with another girl. Some of the times their even guys but very girly looking guys. Roxas always thought of them as his brother's friends from school or something.

Now there's Larxene Phillips the third oldest, 16 years old she's the bratty obnoxious type. She's the type that will break you down, both physically and mentally. She gets in your head somehow and just makes you feel so useless like a lifeless doll that has no real purpose in life. She made people feel like that…it's never too pretty. Plus she's the school's slut. Just her appearance is a dead give away. The stereotype; blond, big busted, and revealing outfits she wears.

Finally there's Roxas Phillips the youngest one, 13 years old the baby in the family he's the sweet angel golden boy in the family. Always accomplishing something or saving something and just being the hero. Roxas is a very young intelligent boy so many people look up to him, praising the ground he walked on and kissing his shoes like a great prince maybe even fitted for a king. But Roxas wasn't into that kind of stuff he liked to help he just does what any other person would do and really he doesn't expect anything in return. He just does it out of the goodness of his heart. Just one of the many things why his sister and brothers hated him so much with a passion, but there's just one thing that isn't so great about him.

He's a pushover. A big pushover, if you were to ask him to do anything; like per say do your homework he will do it. Mow your lawn he will do it. Clean your room he will do it. Ask him to give you money he will do it. But if you were to ask him to rob a bank of course he's not going to do it. Maybe if you give him a good enough reason to do so he might do it. And with this his relatives take advantage of him. Only someone so mean and horrible will use him like this and with that it pretty much describes his older relatives.

Now if you put them all together aren't they just the perfect family portrait?

Well not exactly perfect but at least Roxas was the only perfect one in the family. Again a reason why his older relatives hated him, but he loved his older sister and brothers. He just thought they were going through some sort of phase but no way were they going to get over their jealousy towards him. They're so blinded by their jealousy and hate that they never got to really understand Roxas. The reason why he had done so many things was because he never felt worthy, he felt like a burden to them. And he evem made a vow that he will do whatever he would have to do to make Cloud, Demyx, and Larxene notice him. At least a glance or a simple thumbs up or maybe just a simple high five.

But Roxas always met to his parent's expectation always coming home from school with a medal or a certificate in hand. It was rare to find him come home empty handed. In fact whenever visitors came over to their house his parents always showed him off to the guests. Roxas didn't know they were showing him off he just thought they were giving him equal attention or love like any other parent would do to their child. But when Cloud saw this he knew that his parents were showing Roxas off like he were some sort of trophy and that's what set him off completely, he told this to Demyx and Larxene and they're reactions were all the same.

They felt casted away, forgotten, mad, envious, and most of all hurt. And Roxas is the source of their mixed emotions.

And with that they targeted him.

They wanted to inflict pain to Roxas anything at all really. They just wanted to see their little brother break at the point where he wouldn't smile for the longest time. Sounds sick and mad but they live for it. They love to see to see misery in the eyes of people who they hated; it's like a sick drug to them. A very bad obsession, it's inhumane, so disgusting, and so… horribly wrong.

And again they don't care, never did and never will. The students at they're (Cloud, Demyx, and Larxene) school knows them as the "Unlucky Three". The Unlucky Three have a bad reputation in Hallow Bastion High School. Known to make the student's lives miserable and hide in fear. No one stopped them not even the teachers at the school, they all were just so scared and they cowered in fear never to dare go against on the Unlucky Three. The Unlucky Three always got the negative responses but Roxas he always got the positive responses. Instead of cowering in fear they ran up to Roxas and will try to talk to him or at the very least try to get a 'hi' out of him. At least maybe a glance or something of a notification from him knowing that he saw you and you were noticed. He was that important. Roxas just thought that they were really friendly people because he doesn't consider himself as the perfect idol or the popular kid at school.

He's just so busy caught up in his school work and personal life to even notice.

…~…

It was one gray normal Tuesday morning and Roxas was woken up by the sound of his phone vibrating underneath his pillow. He slipped his hand under his pillow taking his overheated phone in his hand. Glaring down at the glowing device that woke him up, ignoring the text message he had been received he shifted over on his side stretching his back a lot like a cat would do.

He tried to blink away the blurriness from his eye sight but it was useless to do, so instead he reached over to his drawer that was beside his bed plucking his glasses and setting them on the bridge of his nose. He blinked again now his vision was clear. Roxas never wore his glasses to school because he had the fear of might misplacing them or breaking them and the eye glasses cost a lot too. Sure his parents would have no problem in buying new pairs since they're in high class but it will make him feel irresponsible if he did misplace them.

When the blond looked over at his alarm clock he noticed it wasn't even time for him to wake up yet it was an hour early then his usual wake up call. 5:02 it read, Roxas all just glared more at the blue blocky numbers. He wasn't exactly the morning person and he despised alarm clocks with all his being. He thinks there useless electronic devices not a lot of people buy them and if they did it was probably rare when they actually use them. But for his case his mom bought him one because she knew he has a hard time in waking up early so she bought a simple looking alarm clock that allows Roxas to connect his iPod to it so it can play his music other then crappy radio stations. The only time he ever uses the thing is on Sunday and Sunday is cleaning day where he just cleans all day in his room and puts on music in the background. Still even though he hated alarm clocks he knows when to care for things especially when it was bought with his parent's money.

Roxas still had 58 minutes for him to snooze in but he wasn't taking the chance. If he did he might never want to wake up plus it's just an overall pain for him.

Scooting his body into a more sitting position he stretched his legs cracking the bones around his ankles and knees and stretched his arms over his head towards the sky. He hummed to himself liking the feel of his body warming up and making his muscles less tense. Kicking his legs over the bed to the black carpet floor he stifled out a small yawn causing his eyes to get watery. Remembering why he even got up in the first place he got his phone clicking the side button opening up his text message.

U up?

Roxas rolled his eyes. No one will text him this early in the morning besides Sora himself. Sora is Roxas's best friend since grade school. The small energetic kid is a morning riser and always texting the blond on the weirdest time ever. Roxas was about to ignore the message but if he did Sora will be up on his case asking why he didn't answer the text. With that said he replied back.

Yes I am. What's up?

Roxas wasn't the type to text talk, he actually hated text talk. It was always so confusing for him; it was so confusing that it nearly took him a month to finally know what brb meant. So never in his life did he ever text talk he always texted in completed sentences. His phone lighted up again vibrating in his hand. When the phone lighted up it showed his cover screen lock, it was a picture of him and a girl that had brown wavy hair and light green eyes. They're cheeks were pressed together making the blonde's lips to pucker and his blue eyes to be hinted with surprise. The picture was unexpected that was why he was surprised because the girl took it last minute when he wasn't paying attention. The girl's face was smiling showing all her teeth and showing the peace-sign with her hand at the camera. The girl who took the picture was his friend Olette Moore, the prettiest girl at school and the team captain of Middle School Radiant Garden's cheerleading team. She's the best of the best, really well known with the girls at school. So putting prettiest captain cheerleader Olette Moore with the famous popular Roxas Phillips they were the perfect couple. But the both of them didn't care; they only see each other as friends. So it will feel weird if they both went out plus they didn't want to jeopardize their friendship.

I can't sleep.

This earned another eye roll from the blond.

Why text me? You know I hate waking up early.

Sometimes Roxas just wanted to hit Sora on the head and see if he gets any smarter. To bad Sora was already smart but still, common sense smart not educational smart.

Idk but hey aren't u nervous for 2day?

The test was today. The most difficult test in their district really it only happens every other 4 years. And only the most gifted, talented, and smartest kids take it around the age 13 through 18. Because 16 years back the district's past honors students failed the test and if you fail it then you'll be kicked out of the district and bring humiliation to everyone in your family. And it's very hard to jump to another district because no one wants an un-talented kid that might not even have a future. But basically it's another way to get rid of people in districts because the population has grown way too much and when there are too much people then there's very limited space. So the government designed this system where kids take tests the subject on mathematics, advance writing procedures, and questions about the future their taking. Roxas is going to be a doctor because of his parents so in the test it will give him doctor medical related questions. It's unfair but the people have no part take in this debate. Not even the riches can vote on it. All the way from the start it was never about the people just the money and space. Roxas knew about this and he too had his own disagreements on it but he's just a kid so he's basically forced to take the test. You can back out on the test and not get kicked out but you will be moved down to a lower class. It happened to Roxas's aunt and uncle. Vincent Valentine and Yuffie Valentine we're both in a military district when they we're around the age 16 and 17 and the military district is a very high class almost next to the government district. But when Yuffie took the test she failed it and she ended up going down to a lower class. Of course Vincent didn't handle the situation all to well he did passed the test but he chose to go down to a lower class with Yuffie. So whenever Roxas and his family go to visit Vincent and Yuffie it's a far distance. Because they live all the way down at Twilight Town and the Phillips' live all the way up in Hallow Bastion.

Twilight Town is a very small peaceful town a lot of small cute stores and a wonderful view of the sunset. Roxas likes it there he wouldn't mind at all to move down a district to just go to Twilight Town. But his parents wouldn't.

Not really I've been taking tests and quizzes to prepare for this day. What are you?

When Roxas had sent that text message it took a while for Sora to respond back. I mean really, Sora nervous over a test? That's impossible! Sora is actually very intelligent in fact he has honors in mathematics and science. And Sora is a study freak, when he's bored he studies, during lunch he studies, even at a fucking party he will study. Roxas didn't mind that he was a study freak he actually supported Sora with his education because he is just as serious in his education as much as Sora is.

Just a little bit but its natural right?

'Of course it's natural Sora we are kids.' That was what Roxas wanted to put but it wasn't the type of thing you put in a text so instead he just put 'right'. Done sending the message Roxas decided he might as well get ready he might even get some studying done if he had the extra time. Roxas slid off his bed landing with a light thud and made his way over to his bathroom. Roxas didn't expect the tile floor to be cold practically jumping out of his skin he flinched away from the tiles and jumped over on the fuzzy black carpet. When he looked over at the closed window it still looked dark but it was just from the fog. 'Hmm probably it's going to rain today? I might take good pictures today,' Roxas thought. He loved the rainy weather he always had a thing for damp cold weathers. Plus after when it's done raining it leaves little dew drops on the plants and windows, and he takes pictures of them for his photography class of course. But he will sometime take some quick snap shots and put it in his scrap book.

If Roxas's parents weren't so strict about him being a doctor he would've might possibly chose the career as a photographer. But his parents will think it's a waste and what use can a photographer do then just take mean less pictures? Roxas didn't think they were mean less. It's art, its inspiration, its life and even though it sounds or looks useless, you can never know what a single picture can do to a person. And that was what caught Roxas's interest. And a lot of the pictures he took were the sky, the beauties of this world, and the ugly of this world. Like a blooming flower, a stream of light from the sky, beautiful architectures, and the spray painted walls in Hallow Bastion. A lot of them were at the Bastion skate park and the designs on the wall are usually just about how cruel and horrible our society is and inspirational people like Ansem the Wise who discovered Hallow Bastion.

He even thought he will might drop by over at Bastion skate park guess that means he's going to be taking his skate board today. Quickly brushing his teeth and mouthwash for 30 seconds he did a couple of face expressions at the mirror. Smiling a bit he went back over to his room rummaging through his walk in closet. Pulling out a white and black stripped sweater, a black shirt to go underneath, and gray faded jeans he already felt warm. Quickly putting on his white socks he slipped on his Doc Martins and headed his way downstairs. Of course he was met with an empty deserted living room but didn't mind too much of it. Opening the fridge he got the last strawberry yogurt. 'Thank god I woke up early Larxene would have took it.' Enjoying and savoring the yogurt as much as he can, he then went over to the living room reaching underneath the couch he took out his text books. Getting a small lighter from the coffee table he lit up the small lantern that was on the table causing a sweet smell of vanilla to come of it.

It took probably around 40 minutes when he heard noises upstairs. His dad must be up already. On cue Roxas's father came down yawning and his feet cracking under him when he walked. The tired looking man had a dirty blond shade color hair, a strong chiseled face with some hints of a beard showing on his chin, and a very muscular body. Roxas's father worked as soldier in the military district but he was taking a break from the battlefield for awhile so he can spend more quality time with his family. When the blonde's father looked over at Roxas because of the glowing light he let out another yawn.

"Hey why you up so early," his father asked going over to the counter starting up the coffee machine. Coffee was probably Roxas's father's first priority in the morning if he doesn't have his coffee in the morning that's it his day just started out horribly.

"Sora texted me and I wasn't able to go back to sleep after it." Roxas shrugged his small shoulders returning his attention back to his text book. This wasn't the first time that ever happened to Roxas when Sora texted him early in the day and he was never able to go back to sleep afterward. He blamed his brunet friend for the dark bags that were under his eyes.

"Hmph," His father grunted crossing his muscled arms across his chest leaning on the counter waiting for his promising coffee. "So what are you reading over there?"

"I'm just preparing for the test today." Roxas said while taking off his glasses rubbing at his eyes for a bit and perching them back over his vision.

"Good god your guys test is today?" His father sounded startled, but Roxas wasn't surprised about it he was always so bad at remembering things. Roxas nodded making his blond hair to bounce. "Wow well son why are you taking it in such a young age?" It was true, Roxas was taking the test in a very young age but he figure why waste time when the test is right here and he's going to be 17 when the next test comes around. So if he fails this time he might possibly pass the other one. But if he passes this test then he's for sure to be setting up his future because there are rewards when passing the test. For a youngster such as Roxas he has a fast pass to high school he will be automatically sent to 11th grade classes. Because in the test it will have advance high school questions in it so he can skip two years of it. It's a good deal if you think about it.

"I don't know I just want to get it over with that's all."

"Alright that's my boy make us proud." Roxas nodded. Whenever did he ever not make them proud? Oh and that reminded Roxas.

"Hey dad can you sign something?" Roxas got up and went to his messenger bag taking out a slip of paper. It was a permission slip is that if he passes the test he'll be taken to 11th grade level classes. He needed both of his parents to sign it of course. When Roxas handed it over to his dad he all just chuckled and shook his head. When he looked down at his son's face he realized Roxas was serious about this.

"I'll have to talk to your mom about this, I allow it but we just need your mother's approval." Roxas handed a pen over to his father and watched him write his name in messy handwriting. Once his father was done Roxas took the paper and placed it on the counter.

His father let out another yawn still in his half asleep phase.

"You want me to get you your morning pills Dad?"

Not saying anything his father nodded attending back to his coffee. Roxas's father has always been the man of a few words.

Going back upstairs he went inside the bathroom that was nearest to his parent's room. Once Roxas got the medicine from the glass case he heard voices down stairs.

Spotting his mom at the bottom steps the permission slips in her hand and her other hand on her hip.

"George hun, are you sure Roxas is ready for something like this?" That's what made Roxas stop making him hide in the dark corner on the top of the stair case.

"Of course he's ready our son is ready for this have you not seen his test scores? They're incredibly high, higher then my own scores as a young." Roxas agreed with his father, he is ready for this. He never felt so sure for anything in his life other then this.

"I know but I don't know. He is mentally ready for this but is he physically ready for this?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Think about it we're practically throwing him into the lion's den all those much older bigger…dangerous kids." That Roxas has not thought through of. He knew he was going to be attending to a different school and have a whole different ground but he never thought about what kind of peers he's going to have.

"If anyone dare harass my boy I will go down to the school myself and deal with them, but really Jane I think Roxas is smart enough on who and who not to hang out with."

"Fine, fine I just hope your right dear."

"Don't worry our son is bright he can handle it." Roxas chose this moment to finally appear out of his corner. Walking down the stairs like he didn't even eavesdrop on them he walked up to his parents. When they saw Roxas his mother nearly gasped putting a hand over her mouth her eyes getting watery. His mom might have probably seen the confusion on Roxas's face because she began to talk.

"Oh honey your growing up so fast." She went over and hugged Roxas sniffling a bit. Now Roxas understood. Any mother would start to tear up when seeing their child growing up fast and Roxas was most definitely growing up in fast haste.

"It's nothing to get teary over mom." Roxas said trying to comfort his mom by patting her back.

"I know, I know it's just I still remember the first time you ever said 'Mommy' to me as a baby and now just seeing you like this…it truly does prove me that time goes fast." Roxas smiled to that.

Roxas looked up at clock hands it was almost 7:00 and his relatives still hadn't woken up yet. Sighing Roxas was already picking up his messenger bag and fixing the glasses that were still perched up over his vision and went to the door.

"Oh you're heading out early?" His mother called out to him, poking her head out of the kitchen doors threshold. He grabbed one of the umbrellas in the basket that sat right beside the door. "Do you want us to take you to school? It's raining outside today."

"Yeah I want to get to class first so I can start the test and it's alright but thanks anyway, bye mom bye dad," he waved bye at them opening the door he was greeted with a cold wind. Shivering a bit he cupped his hands in front of his mouth breathing out warm air; he reached down inside his messenger bag and took out his gray black scarf. He swiftly wrapped it around his neck bringing it over his mouth and nose. His breathing caused his glasses to fog up but it's nothing he can't handle. Once he saw the light drizzle of rain the blond easily opened his umbrella shielding his body from the rain. He didn't have to walk that much to get to school because it was just a six blocks away. Once he saw the front gate of his middle school he noticed the big banner that was hung up on the side. It said in black and blue paint "GOOD LUCK ON THE TEST!" Other posters and flyers were up saying almost the exact same thing like always being on time to school; eat a healthy breakfast, and study, study, STUDY! Psh, yeah right they don't want us to succeed just fail so they can get rid of us. Roxas almost had to stop his eyes to roll because at the corner of his eye girls were squealing and screaming out to him. A lot of them were blond and big busted; flipping their hair, heavy make up on their faces, and skirts short as ever. Sometimes Roxas had to feel bad for them because it was really cold and their skirts were incredibly short. He waved at them nicely and a small shy smile on his face. All the girls just squealed and fanned themselves.

As he was about to enter inside the school building someone had interlocked his arms into theirs together once he turned to see who it was he let a big smile grace over his lips.

"Good morning Roxas, nice weather we're having." She smiled and giggled.

"Morning to you too Madam I say we are most definitely are." Olette all just giggled at that giving Roxas a playful slap on the arm.

"If you don't mind me asking is it alright if you escort me off to my class Sir?"

"None at all, my lady," giving a kick to his walk he galloped off with Olette skipping down the hallway with umbrella still in hand twirling it every now and then. Everyone around them in the hallway looked dead and tired but with both of them skipping and giggles coming out of Olette they looked like they were walking on sunshine. As they reached to the front of Olette's class Roxas let go of her arm and instead held her hand and gave a kiss on her hand. Of course nothing more comes of it just a simple kiss.

"Your destination my lady," he bowed down before her and she gave a curtsy in return using her blue plaid skirt.
"Why thank you Sir and I might say you are just the finest gentlemen."

"Oh those words coming out from you are just simply an honor Madam."

Olette laughed again rolling her soft green eyes. "Oh god Roxas your such a dork."

"Heh you started it and anyway I got to go I'm taking the test today."

"Oh my why am I not surprised," said Olette with sarcasm in her words.

"Bye Olette," Roxas waved bye fixing his messenger bag and practically skipping to his class.

"You're not the only one taking the test Roxas!" She called out to him; Roxas did a thumb up before disappearing around the hallway still skipping. Olette stood there crossing her arms across her chest smiling watched as Roxas left leaving her vision.

Shaking her head still smiling she went into her own class.

…~…

There he stood. The jittery blond quickly began reviewing all the things in the past he had learned in his head trying to get a quick review on a couple of things. His heart thumping against his chest and the palm of his hands getting sweaty already, yes he was nervous but on the other hand he was excited? Even though it's just a sick test just to get rid of people but Roxas had to admit that he was excited because well he's skipping some years on high school and he's almost on his way to the sake of his privacy and independence. Already losing his patience Roxas stepped inside and noticed something horribly wrong.

There were only 8 students in here.

Where are the rest? That was the only question that ran into his head. He looked around his classroom it felt strange because it was 34 student class room and it was just weird seeing the classroom this empty. He spotted Sora over at the corner his attention all too much occupied with the test booklet that was before him and his pencil scribbling across a scratch piece of paper. It was a relief to Roxas to see Sora here.

At least he didn't bail out, thought Roxas. Another person Roxas noticed was Xion Moore, Olette's step sister or just to say not blood related sisters. Olette's parents were always helping and getting involved with the community and that ended up them adopting a child. Roxas hardly knew her but had worked with her in a couple past group projects. She was nice but very quiet. It took a lot to be able to hear her just say her name and that was why the teacher never choose her to read passages out of the textbook because she will never read out loud for the whole class to her. Let alone the person that sat right next to her in her class can't even hear her.

Before Roxas was able to sight the classroom more thoroughly his attention was grabbed by his teacher who called out his name.

"Roxas Phillips you are assigned to seat number thirteen. Pleas come up and receive your test booklet and get seated immediately." Even though her words sounded harsh but it was far from it. His teacher was a small little old lady in her late 70's always refusing to go into retirement. But still very sweet her gray colored hair wrapped up in a bun on the top of her head with a small bronze butterfly clipped onto her hair right beside her left ear. Her soft warm eyes looked at Roxas's own eyes, the wrinkles on her face hardly recognizing because of her young like bubbly personality, and her small frail body that sat behind the front desk.

"Good Morning Mrs. S," Roxas said politely. Mrs. S smiled softly and handed the student the white test booklet. Mrs. S. full name is Samantha but she always had said she hated her name because it reminded all too much of her cousin for they both looked alike with the same names and everyone in her family has confused Mrs. S to her cousin. Roxas could say he understood her, Sora and him always been confused in being one another to other students because their similarity of eyes and face shape.

As Roxas counted the number on the desks trying to find his he realized that the test booklet in his hand felt thick. Either it had thick papers or a lot of pages. He really hoped it was just thick paper. When he found his desk he looked down at the booklet his name, last name, and middle name were printed there and his other personal information like his social security number, address, and zip code.

But after looking away from the booklet he noticed Xion was assigned seat number fourteen right in front of Roxas. She offered a small smile up at Roxas when she caught him staring at her and went back to her test. The district never had to worry about cheating or copying from another student because every test depended on what type of career the student is taking forth. As for Xion he heard from Olette that she wanted to take the career as a writer, writing novels to newspaper articles. Roxas of course was taking forth as the career of a doctor not really what he was so passionate to do for the rest of life but at least he gets to save peoples' lives. Then again he would have to be the person that has to tell a family member that their father, mother, daughter, or son that they had not make it, probably one of the bad reasons of being a doctor.

Already opening up his test booklet he got started using the number two pencil that was already there when he got there.

A part of him was telling him the answers and that he knows this but another much smaller part of him is saying "Don't fail this Roxas…"

…~…

He finished, he started the test at 8:04 and finished at 12:36. He had been keeping count constantly looking up at the clock when he got stuck on a problem. And tapping his foot on the ground with the seconds that gone by. But he should have not done that because it happens to him. Whenever he always looked at the clock constantly it seemed time has stop when the clock felt his gaze but when he looked away it would go back to ticking off the seconds in no time. But that was just Roxas's own mind torturing him.

Roxas, the third person to finish up, closed his test booklet and got up placing the booklet in his teacher's awaiting hands. During the test Mrs. S would get up and walk down in each rows (but skipped some rows because no one sat there due to the small number of students) and when she got to Roxas's desk she would always let smile go on her small thin lips. Mrs. S. looked up at Roxas mouthing out the words 'Good job'. Just that gave Roxas a little bit confidence in him that he might actually pass this test. But then again during the test there were some sections that Roxas had no more memory of and guessed on. That kind of put him on the edge but he know he shouldn't start jumping to conclusions because every time he did that he would start worrying and get worked up. Turning away from his teacher's desk he went back to retrieve his stuff he left the classroom.

Whenever he/she student has finished taking his/her test get to leave the time they finish the test. But Roxas wasn't planning on going back home just yet.

…~…

Bastion Skate Park. Roxas's sanctuary.

Oh the smell of paint and oil gave him shivers and the beautiful art that had been drawn up on the walls and skate ramps. Roxas loved it here it was perfect. He never took his friends here not like they would even want to come here. His friends weren't exactly the type that enjoyed being around people that is in a lower class but Roxas never thought of it that way. Yeah sure the people here had tattoos and piercings on their faces (and bodies) didn't mean they were in a lower class. And then there's, they don't like to be around such foolish things like skate boarding and spray painting walls they thought it was vandalism on government property. But it actually wasn't, the people here have the freedom to do whatever they want here the government have no right to tear this place down because it's private property. Oh how Roxas had thanked god for that. Because if the government were to see the kind of stuff that were up on the walls they would have freaked, maybe to do anything in their power to burn this place to the ground. But of course the government couldn't it would be consider real vandalism maybe even a crime. Roxas smiled at the thought.

The rain stopped. The sniffling blond turned his way to one wall.

His wall.

He laid his messenger bag on the floor making it lean on his wall but took out his spray cans and painting materials. Always kept it with him wherever he goes but always did make sure his parents and older relatives won't notice. He wouldn't want them to know he was sneaking off to places where he knew they wouldn't like. He set the cans on the floor for a second looking up and down his wall, no. His masterpiece.

Hastily taking out his camera he began snapping pictures of his masterpiece in different angles and views. Now done with that he grabbed his red spray can shaking it while it made that knocking like sound in the metal container. Pushing down on the tap of it he sprayed the wall his arm moving up and down and side ways. He switched cans taking out his yellow colored spray can doing the same, moving his arm in fluent mesmerizing movements. He used different types of colors, bright vibrant colors to tan shade colors. It stayed like that for an hour or two but during the time he would some time have to put a sleeve up over his nose and mouth being careful not inhale too much toxic chemicals in his system. He would even have to stain his hands by rubbing his finger over the paint to make it smudge around picture and leaving a shade here and there. He wanted it to look detailed not boring like his past pieces when not putting shadings.

Once he was done with his master piece his hands were tainted with several of colors, even his sleeves had to be sacrificed during the process with colors smudged on them. But he didn't mind, it will leave memories on them. Rolling up the sleeves making it bundle up on his elbows he took out the water bottle that was in his messenger bag. Unscrewing the top he poured the water on his hand rubbing his finger tips together washing off the mixed color paint. It didn't fully take off the paint but it did something.

Drying his hands on his jeans he picked up his camera again adjusting the big lens a bit.

He pointed it to his piece with sounds of snapping coming from his camera and saving the pictures into his memory chip.

Finally bringing the camera down and now he couldn't help but admired his latest piece. Finally it's done…my piece.

There it was in its completed form. It was a picture of his family; his dad, his mom, his two older brothers, and his older sister. But where their eyes that were supposed to be were blocked it was blocked like the ones where in TV they would block out the people's faces with black blocks when they didn't want to be seen on camera. It was like that for the picture their eyes were blurred out and that also the clothing they were all wearing was perfect. Vests with patterned shapes on them and expensive looking slacks for the boys and for the girls, his mom and sister were wearing formal dresses with pearls around their neck. Larxene hair was in a neat bun the same for his mom. Dad, Cloud, Demyx, and Roxas's hair were combed back in a neat fashion it looked like they were slicked back with gel and it wasn't messy how all their usual hairs do's are. Around them was a frame border like a family picture. The borders were designed with swirls and colored golden paint reflecting shine where Roxas had smudged the paint on, giving that somewhat realistic look. And there on the bottom in neat cursive gold words said, 'Can you see the flaws in this perfect family portrait?'

Roxas smiled to himself. He couldn't point the flaws. And it was his own piece and he couldn't even point out his own family flaws when they were so many.

How incredibly sad that was.

A/N: So what you think? Good, bad? A lot of people will think not much happened in here but actually a lot happened. Like the little of the back story on Roxas's 'perfect family' how in his eyes it was perfect but really everything about his family were the exact opposite of perfect. Cloud the bully, Demyx the troubled, Larxene the evil, and then the parents. I tried to make Roxas's parents look like they cared but again they didn't, like how they only loved Roxas but didn't care at all for Cloud, Demyx, and Larxene. And they don't even love Roxas only his accomplishments and rewards. So really all this is about, is the imperfections, flaws, lies, hate, jealousy, and of course the unnoticed angst. Roxas isn't depressed or anything of that sort in fact he's happy. It's just that he's so naïve and expects everything to be all right because of all the lies his family have fed him in his life. So I guess that's all I'm going to say for now and let me just point out that Axel will might appear in the next chapter. And if that's the case then the next chapter might be really long.

So I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter and sorry for any grammar errors or misspelled words that are in here I'll try not mess up next time.