Disclaimer: Amaranth does NOT own Kingdom Hearts or any of its' Characters. However she does own the story line and its attachments. She also does NOT own the song lyrics that are written in the beginnings of the chapters.

Chapter 1: New Beginnings

Sora's POV

Swing Swing: All American Rejects

Did you think that I would cry
On the phone?
Do you know what it feels like
Being alone?
I'll find someone new

Swing, swing, swing
From the tangles of
My heart is crushed by a former love
Can you help me find a way
To carry on again?

Dreams cast into the sky
I'm moving on
Sweet beginnings do arise
He knows I was wrong
The notes are old
They bend, they fold
And so do I to a new love

Moving always moving, it seems that we can never stay stationary for more than a few months. Either there seems to be trouble at school, mom can't find a job. Or in this case, one of us becomes so broken so tangled within ourselves that we have to move. I say us because it's not just me and mom, my younger brother Roxas who also happens to be my twin, travels with us from time to time. Usually stays with our father but lately he's wanted to sightsee a little more. It seems that his luck ran out this last time. We stayed in Los Angeles for our longest time ever. I was able to enroll in school and start a routine. Mom found a job as a bartender at Cloud Nine, and it seemed pretty stable. Roxas begged to visit, so as the usual pushover that she is mom allowed him to. I took him to school and introduced him to my new friends, Selphie, Tidus, Wakka, and Kairi. He seemed interested in the city and its happenings so his stay morphed into a semi-permanent stay. He enrolled in school and started classes with me. He, as a sociable person, made friends quickly. Upperclassmen as well as sophomores and freshmen mingled with him. He dated a little but nothing serious. Not until HE arrived, the one that would drive my brother insane. Right to the edge, I've never seen him so devastated and alone. I won't go into the nitty-gritty but he just sits there and stares at you, as if he doesn't know who you are. Demyx, the bastard that destroyed my little brother, got away from this all virtually untouched. So now dear journal, the car's wheels eat up the pitch black road as we flee from this city of fallen angels and off into the blue. Anything to try and help the vacant expression on his face become something other than the blankness that has become the norm. My mother stares ahead, worrying about him..thinking about where we should go and how we'll set up another house. Our father keeps calling but she's so lost that she can't pick up. I sit and watch my brother sleep, the only time that he really finds relief now. But even then sometimes I can hear him mutter and mumble at the thoughts spinning in his dreams. I feel my rage start to rise as I think about how I let him down. I knew what kind of person Demyx was, but I allowed my brother to be ripped apart by the wolves. Staring out the window, I look at the stars and wonder if maybe…this move will help him. It might not, but anything is worth it to see him smile again. To wake up and not have to worry about whether or not he's going to be able to function. To see him be able to have a zest for life like my twins past self had. Anything…is better than this.

We drive all through the night. Trying to put as much distance between us and the shadows we left behind. In the distance I can see a town nestled in the hills, its dark now but the lights of the streets light up the night. I look at my mother and see steely determination. It scares me that she looks like this; normally she's kind and bubbly. That she is able to put this expression her face, tells me that things are a lot worse than I thought. The street lights cast eerie shadows on the buildings, bright lights flicker everywhere and there are kids outside dancing on the sidewalks. Though it's nighttime it doesn't look like people are slowing down and getting ready for sleep. I understand what the face was about, and though I don't like it..I understand why it has to happen. We are going to my father's house. As we turn down the familiar road that leads to Market Street I wonder if this is going to be a drop-and-run or if mom's going to stick around. As we slowly pull up to the gates to the forest, she glances in the mirror and her eyes are filled to the brim with tears. I silently sigh and realize that I'm not going to be seeing her for a while. I can't get mad at Roxas, but I'm disappointed in mother. She doesn't do stress or pain very well so I should have known earlier that she'd leave us. I look at my brother again, now that he's woken up he stares out the window, almost completely oblivious to everything that's going on in the car. I hunch my shoulders and curl up into a ball as best as I can, I won't abandon him…I can't.

Am: Well...this should be interesting. I'm sorry if I cast your favorite person as the bad guy but *shrugs* he's one of mine too. Right now I'm not sure what Demyx did exactly. I have an idea, but I'm not sure if I want to develop that side too much.

Rufus (He's my editor!): You'll develop as much as necessary! Now hop to it! You have the next chapter done so type it up!

Am: I always write what I'm going to post before I even get on the computer. I have to...so I know how far I am without pulling up mass files. It also helps in the editing process! *Glomps Rufus* I'll do it when I feel like it!

Sora: You guys are strange...why did we let you write our story?

Am: Because you love me...O.o; right?

Sora: No...*walks away*

Rufus: *Tackles* Say it

Sora: No

Rufus: Now!

Sora: NO!

Rufus: *Pinches* Say iiiittt!!

Sora: Fine...Please Reveiw!