A/N: So this is not the first fanfic I've written, but the first one I've decided to flesh out and share. I plan on it being a pretty large fanfic.

I'm not going to tell you to be "nice" because I want your honest opinion on this, and by all means, hack n' slash my work. I need the advice to improve my writing.

I'm still a bit shakey on the whole plot so pardon any errors and politely tell me in your review if I happen to miss something. I'd appreciate it.

-When black and white mix, what is the result?

Meet Axel, a not-so-average teenager who just moved from Hollow Bastion.

And meet Roxas, an average teenager who just happens to be more trouble than he is worth.-

Pairings will vary but I'll let you in on a little secret, I plan on Akuroku, some Soriku, and a bit of what I like to call, "Whatever else just happens to pop up".

Enjoy

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts and never will no matter how many times I wish upon that star. Stupid Disney and their songs making me reach for false hopes...

In this world, there's a fine line between love and hate.

This is a lie because there's also those grey areas in which love and hate are hard to distinguish.

Sadly, I found this out the hard way and it all started the spring break of my first year of highschool.

You're probably thinking, "Geez, how cliche can ya' get?"

But let me tell you, this isn't one of those run of the mill, "Oh I just met the love of my life during spring break and my GOD, it was love at first sight" kind of stories.

No...this is something a little more complex and to be honest, I'm not even sure if this would be classified as "love". It's all about those grey areas, you know? It's hard to distinguish something like love when you feel like stabbing the guy you just happened to...what's the right word? Obsess over? If this is obsession then I must be a masochist because this is just as bad as torture.

Maybe I'm getting a little too ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning for you newcomers. Incase you didn't already know, the name's Roxas and I'm the most average, boring person you could probably meet. Sora, my older brother, is always lecturing me about how I should be more enthusiastic and cheerful to get more people to like me but honestly if people can't like me for just being the average old person I am, then they can take their jolly ass away from me and find someone who cares.

I live in Twilight Town, I'm 16, Sora being 17, and we live pretty much alone. When I say "alone", I mean our mom is barely around anymore due to her over-worked life and our dad is off in some place taking care of our sick grandmother in Hallow Bastion.

I could care less about taking care of myself but what gets on my nerves is that I'm stuck babysitting my older brother. Yes, that's right. Sora, although a year older than I am, is much like a kid in the sense that he's far too naive for his own good and has barely any domestic skills. The boy can barely pour himself a glass of milk, let alone cook something. So I'm stuck looking after him. I guess I don't mind too much, but when your brother starts bugging you because he's hungry while you're trying to do a big project that you forgot about that's due the next day...well, let's just say that it can anger someone with a very short fuse. I'm not saying I'm short tempered, although I have been known to get a bit snappy and sarcastic pretty quick, but after years of this cycle repeating you start wondering if your parents even exist because you rarely see them, nevermind them taking care of you. Infact, the only way I even know my mom is still alive is when I look into our fridge and see new groceries. Sora could never shop. I don't trust him with a debit card and a store full of junk food and lunchables. (The only thing Sora will eat if I don't make him something.)

So my life is pretty much the same thing everyday. Wake up Sora, go to school, walk home with Sora (who STILL hasn't gotten his drivers license yet), watch TV, feed Sora, do my homework, check to make sure Sora is doing his homework, and then read Sora a bedtime story and go to bed myself.

I'm kidding about the whole bedtime story thing. Although honestly if you knew him, you'd probably believe it anyway. I'm a boring, average kid with an average life and all was peaceful, and utterly uneventful until that stupid idiot of a redhead barged into my life...I'm getting ahead of myself again.

Anyway.

Since now you know a little bit about me and how my daily life is maybe I can start explaining the events that led up to this moronic torture.

Try to keep up because I hate repeating myself.

It all started the week before spring break my freshmen year. Olette, a friend of mine, was talking about going to the beach or somewhere fun during our break since we've been studying so hard lately for our exams. Hayner, of course, was all for it. Whether or not he deserved to go was a whole other issue as the boy hardly ever studied.

And Pence? Well, he mentioned something about not being able to go due to his family taking a trip to a place called "Traverse Town".

So there the three of us were. Myself, Hayner and the only girl in our "group" of friends, Olette. We were so excited to go to the beach that we had complete forgot about money so we all took up some odd jobs while keeping up with our schoolwork that week right before our break.

I had gotten a job at a local bakery and eventually, Sora found out why I had a sudden interest in helping old lady Mary cook pastries.

So, being the loveable brother he is, he decided to include himself into our plans. Which meant we needed more money than we had originally planned out to get. Sora being the only one of us with absolutely no job experience was stuck relying on me for money. I didn't mind much. Like I said before, I don't mind watching over my brother and helping him out. It's kind of a hard habit to break for me now. But regardless, this meant I needed another job.

I eventually took up another job at a coffee shop near my house that same week. Olette ranted at me about how taking up two jobs AND balancing schoolwork was a dangerous thing to do especially when our exams were so close, but I knew I could handle it.

What I couldn't handle, despite my reluctancy to admit it, was a certain redhead who happened to work at the very same coffee shop I worked at.

Axel, for lack of a better word, was nerve grinding. I hadn't even the faintest clue who he was until I took up that job at the coffee shop, but apparently the smartass went to the same school and was in the same grade as Riku, one of Sora's older friends. Somehow, through a strange chain of events, Axel found out my name and knew that I was related to Sora.

"Hey Rox!"

I remember cringing at the nickname the first time I heard it. I also remember mentally stabbing Axel with spears as he rambled on about how he knew my name through Riku. Why that silver haired moron would even mention my name is something I'd rather not think about. Needless to say, the first day Axel introduced himself I felt a burning passion to stay the hell away from him and mind my own business. Too bad the redhead didn't have any idea what personal space was.

"Damnit, Axel! Back off! I can stir the coffee myself just fine, you perverse pyro!"

I hated coffee. It burnt my tongue. I was more fond of colder beverages. Actually, I hated anything that reminded me of heat and Axel, being the bright, red-headed pyromaniac that he was just made me hate anything related to fire or warmth even more.

By the end of that week I had gotten enough of Axel than I could ever want in a lifetime. And I had only worked at that coffee shop for 5 days!

Sora apologized and told me that Riku was just trying to help Axel get a few friends because he was new and had just moved from Hallow Bastion to our small town.

That stupid Riku...I wanted to cut out his organs and then strangle him with his own intestines. The hell I had to put up for 5 days was more than a good excuse to do so. Then again, I never did like Riku too much in the first place so even if I had no excuse I'd gladly do it.

Out of all the people he could have mentioned, why me?

After that week I had earned enough money to take Sora and myself to the beach with Olette and Hayner.

Somehow, Riku had been "invited" to our little trip. I wanted to slap Sora.

"No, he can't come."

"Awww! Stop being mean, Roxas! Riku doesn't bite!"

"Maybe, but I don't want that perverted little freak to come with us when you'll be wearing nothing but a bathing suit."

"R-Roxas! For the last time! Riku is not a pervert!"

"That's a nice shade of red on you, Sora. Stop blushing. It almost seems like you like him."

"S-S-Stop teasing me! Geez! I just wanted...I just wanted us to have fun."

"Oh God, not the puppy eyes, Sora."

"Roxas...please?"

"Sora, I swear to God, I will throw this newspaper at you if you don't stop looking at me like that."

"Pretty please...?"

Damn those puppy eyes.

"...Ugh. Fine, he can come."

I had never made a worse mistake in my life. I wasn't thinking at the time, but wherever Riku was, Axel followed. The two had become best friends in such a short time, apparently, and I wanted to shoot myself.

I didn't think it'd be so bad, you know, because I'd have Hayner and Olette there too. But I was wrong. Oh Lord, was I wrong.

A/N: And that, folks, is the first chapter. If you liked this even just a tiny bit I'd enjoy it if you'd send me a review. It makes me think that this isn't as crappy as I thought and that maybe I have something going here that I should continue. Suggestions/Comments/Anything really is appreciated muchly.

This is the only chapter to be written in Roxas's POV as far as I'm concerned...unless, you know, I change my mind.