Be warned, there is Yaoi, but no lemons, and not MPREG. It's written in journal format, and the chapters are going to be short. Wish me the best of luck! I hope you enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. Just the plot.
May 1st, 2012
If anyone told you that things were going my way, it would be a lie. I've just started this new journal because my psychologist recommended it to help me cope with the sudden changes in my life and to learn how to express any kind of emotion, so I'm giving it a chance. My name is Roxas, I'm seventeen years old, and not only did my mother pass away within the last eight months, but I found out that my father was living a double life. I always thought that his job just needed him to travel a lot. It had been that way since I was a baby. With my mother now six feet under, he saw no reason to hide it from me any longer. Now, I'm on a plane, heading to a new part of a country to meet his other spouse and son. I'm far from thrilled about it. Hayner's parents even offered me their spare room indefinitely. However, my father decided against it.
Theoretically, I'm not supposed to lie in this thing, so I'll admit, I'm looking forward to having a brother. I always wondered what it would be like to have a younger sibling to boss around. Mom got sick again not long after having me, and the rumours say that her decision to have me is what caused her to relapse. Those old bats don't have anything better to do with their time than to come up with bat shit crazy explanations to everything. Maybe I'm too optimistic in saying that a fresh start is exactly what I need, since it was almost exactly like one of those middle-of-nowhere towns where everyone knows everyone, and they all have too much time so they sit around and gossip for hours on end and everyone has a reputation.
I've had plenty of time to cope with my mother's death. I still miss her, but I know there is nothing I can do that will bring her back. These days, I'm more upset with my father for having a secret family, even if she was fighting disease since I was a small child. He did give me a lot of time to adjust before letting me in on his dirty little secret. All the same, I still don't want to leave my old life behind and I plan to go back as soon as I turn eighteen. Mom did leave me the house in her will, and Hayner's parents both told me that the offer will stand for whenever I plan to come back, even if it's just to visit. At least his parents are honest and don't live secret lives.
Yes Dad, I'm intentionally letting you peek as I write because you deserve to know how shitty you've been to me in the past month and a half. Yeah, sure. Look away and pretend you don't intent to keep reading. I've only got another four hours to kill before we land to catch our connection flight. Maybe I should post this on the internet in some very public place with all of your contact information and let the public population tear you apart. Who knows, it could also ruin your oh so important career, but maybe all that was a lie too. Maybe your other family will hate me enough that you'll have to send me back to the place that all the people I can at least consider true family live. I can only hope.
May 2nd, 2012
I can't say that it isn't at least pretty here. The palm trees, the endless sky that blends nicely into the ocean and the sun that never stops shining. Why my dad would pick a place like this is beyond my understanding. He always seemed like the kind who would prefer somewhere that at least rains once in a while. Everyone is at least pleasant to me, and it feels like Leon and Sora have always known about me. At least my father is honest to someone. Sora isn't that bad, and he was definitely adopted. That happy-go-lucky attitude couldn't have come from either Leon or my dad. Both were too solemn and quite, while Sora was the opposite.
My father and I caught a taxi back to his place, and I barely got through the door before being tackled to the floor by this little brunette boy that could barely pass for ten. He started blabbing my ear off about how amazing this was going to be, before taking off up the stairs and telling me to follow him since he wanted to show me my room before anything else, and started to blab again about something I wasn't really paying attention to. I told him that I was tired from the trip and wanted to get some sleep. He continues to blab at me for another twenty minutes after that, even after I practically fell onto the comfortable bed and pretended to go to sleep. The kid must be really, really dense.
The room was okay, kind of small, but so was the house. Its walls were some earthy shade of green and it had hardwood floors. There was a bed, desk, bookshelf and dresser waiting to be covered by all my useless junk that is supposed to get here within the next week. At least I won't have to go back to school until after the summer is over. I won't be there for long though, I'll be back at home in less than four months, hanging out with my friends after school, just like old times. I can always get my high school leaving there and just continue on with my life as if I never came to these islands. They can't really stop me from doing what I want at that point, and four months isn't a very long time. I doubt I'll be here long enough to find a reason to stay. For someone like me, I doubt that there will be much to do anyways.
Here is to the beginning of a new story.
It's something I literally dreamed up a while ago, and now I finally have some time to put it on paper.
I have most of this planned out, though it still has a few bugs that need to be ironed out.
Let me know what you think!
CP