Disclaimer: I own nothing in this story besides the plot. Kingdom Hearts does not belong to me nor does Belle of the Boulevard. All I own is the plot.


Belle of the Boulevard

By xLycheeRain

A young looking woman with messy maize colored hair slammed her finished drink on the counter top, joining the other four glasses. To the public's eye, it would just seem like she had a long, stressful day. However… this wasn't the case. Her disheveled hair and dress were from someone else. More specifically, her ex. The shivers that racked her body weren't caused by the cold, but by the memory of what happened not too long ago. She slumped in her chair, hands covering her face. Lone tears finding their way down her face, muted choked sobs escaped her throat.

She felt a hand on her shoulder and she flinched from the touch, she flinched from any contact now. The soft touch left her and she felt the owner ease into the chair next to her and lean closer to her. The blonde sniffled and backed away slightly when the hands tried to pry her hands away from her tear-stained face. When her vision was no longer obscured, she saw a young man, around her age, with sandy blond spikes and the warmest blue eyes she's ever seen. She felt the back of her eyes stinging when she noticed how it contrasted from the hungry blue eyes she'd seen earlier today… No. She refused to cry over him, not after what he did.

The young man in front of her searched her face with concerned eyes. The way he looked at her, it made her feel… loved. But… why? A familiar feeling rose from the back of her mind but she was too intoxicated to figure it out. Her dulled eyes drifted to the young man's lips. They moved as if he was talking, but she couldn't hear a single thing. She felt her eyes droop and she swayed a bit in her chair. She felt a strong grip on her shoulders, steadying her. Her half open eyes saw the spiky-haired man's lips move again but she still couldn't understand him. She saw him sigh and she felt herself being pulled upwards. She found that she was now leaning into the young man.

His attention wasn't focused on her but rather on the bartender. It seemed like he was paying for her, but what else? She saw the bartender describe something and she saw the young man's eyes widen. The men exchanged a few words and the bartender nodded quickly and reached over to hand the young man some keys. The young man nodded his thanks and turned his attention back to her.

She felt a slight blush when she realized she was staring intently at him. He chuckled and took off his jacket, wrapping her body inside it. After doing so, he put a reassuring arm around her shoulders and led her out of the bar. At first, her mind screamed at her, but it became a dull noise in the back of her head as the alcohol settled in her body. Instead of going with her rational sense, she cuddled into the young man's warm embrace and leaned on him all the way to what seemed like his car.

He opened the passenger door and gently lowered her inside. He buckled her seat belt before shutting the door and climbing into the driver's side. He started the car and started driving. The young blonde felt his gaze drift from her to the road ever so often. This feeling felt so familiar so the young woman decided to not fight it, instead, she nestled deep into the young man's jacket and drifted off to sleep, the warm scent of the spiky-haired man surrounding her.

- x -

The young woman was slammed against a wall, hands tearing at the jacket she was wearing. She was thrown onto the bed, a heavy weight on top of her. She tried her hardest not to whimper as the straps of her dress slipped off her delicate shoulders and lustful kisses trailed along her entire upper body. As hands started exploring her body, she started thrashing, desperate to get away…

- x -

The young woman woke up momentarily to find herself fighting the young man that took her away from the bar. He was currently trying to walk up the stairs to a bedroom so she could sleep. Her eyes were wide with fear but she eventually calmed when she realized that the young man hadn't touched her anywhere he shouldn't have. He was merely carrying her for her own convenience. She became flustered and mumbled a very quiet 'sorry'. She couldn't manage anything louder after that.

She felt a rumbling chuckle from the man holding her and she felt her body warm up again, especially because he was carrying her bridal style. She buried her face into the man's jacket as he laughed again, continuing on to the bedroom. She noticed how his laughter was warm and inviting, unlike the cruel and lustful laugh of her ex…

They reached the bedroom and the young man gently set her on what seemed to be his extreme care, he tried to take the jacket away from her so he could pull the covers up, but she gripped the jacket tightly and he laughed and shook his head. He pulled the covers up to her neck and turned to leave.

Without thinking, the young woman's hand shot out to grab the man's. He turned slightly, shocked to find his hand captured by hers. He noticed the frantic look in her eyes and realized what she wanted. He lightly removed her hand from his. The young woman's eyes widened even more, so close to letting out a whimper as she watched him walk towards the door.

The fear of her memories lessened when she heard the small click of the door and saw the young man coming back with a chair and what seemed to be an acoustic guitar. He put the chair down and settled into it. He leaned towards her; his hand lightly stroked her hair, brushing it out of her face. That same hand went to touch the strings of the guitar and the old instrument let out a beautiful melody. He opened his mouth to sing quietly – like a lullaby. The young woman relaxed from her tense position and was being lulled to sleep by the soothing voice of the young man next to her.

She couldn't be sure, but she swore she felt a small kiss on her forehead. Either way, she was grateful; the spiky-haired man sang and kissed her nightmares away.


A/N: Haha well... from the pairing list, you already know who these two are... sooo :). I tried to keep it vague but you'll find out soon enough. It's so hard to not be redundant without names... haha. But yeah - this was definitely stress relief. God, why am I writing such 'dark' things now xD? Whatevv... As SOME of you may know, this is inspired by the song Belle of the Boulevard by Dashboard Confessional. The chorus was what I had in mind when the young man was singing to her. :)

ANYWAYY. Hope you enjoyed. Leave a review please c:! And if you're feeling particularly awesome... you could always favorite or alert it... :). Haha, I don't plan on having THAT many more chapters though... but you never know... :D