This is going to be my first actual multi-chaptered fic. I'm so tired right now, it's about 1:10 in the morning, no idea why I'm writing this. And this is dedicated to my awesome pal, Makibishi! She's awesome, and my inspiration! She has some SoraxRoxas fics, which I absolutely love! I hope I can live up to the greatness! And about this story…there was no prethinking, I wrote it on Word, and I just typed. No writing it down beforehand or anything. So please enjoy, Love Me Not.
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Who knows why I'm doing this? Why should I be the one to suffer? Why does he get everything and I get nothing? I'm the lowest nobody, and he's the highest somebody. Everyone hates me, everyone loves him. How can I love him, when he doesn't know I exist? He's got the gorgeous sapphire eyes, and the chocolate-colored hair, and the smooth, tanned skin. And then there's me, with the plain blue eyes, and the dirty blonde hair that always makes it look like I've just been fucked, and the ugly, marred white skin. I love him so much, and yet I can never be loved back. It's so frustrating, knowing that I can never have him. Afterall, he has Kairi. That stupid red-haired bitch, he's going out with her. They hold hands everywhere at school, even when they're just standing there! I hate that girl so much. I want to be the one to hold his hand, to be the one who makes him smile. I want to be the one who paints his skies with beautiful colors. Please Sora, dump her, and love me! How come you can't love me, just because I'm a guy? That's no barrier! I live with two dads! They love each other, and they've been persecuted for it, but they don't care! They love and don't care what others think! We can be like that, I swear it! We can walk down the street together, holding hands and sharing a sea-salt ice cream. I know that's your favorite flavor, and it's mine too. I love you, so much. Please, Love me to! I will never let you go! I will hold you tight, whenever there's a storm, because you're scared of thunder. I'll even cook everything. I'm a master chef, so you wouldn't ever have to go hungry. We could live together in a large house, and even adopt some kids, I heard you saying you want twins. I'm sorry, but between the two of us, I don't think we can get pregnant. I love you, will you love me?