Rated T for language and blood

AN: First attempt on… this new writing style, and I suck… please don't hate me… and you can flame… if it's not IT SUCKS! Tell me why! I hate those who just say that! It's rude! They don't tell why, and I just get pissed cuz' they say it so rudely! T-T well, here's this… weird thing. Please R&R!

Prologue

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I sighed again for the tenth time this day. I was heading home after a long day of school. I felt that city breeze blow in my face. I uncomfortably shifted and stuffed my cold hands into the pocket of my old sweater. My dirty blonde hair brushed my face according to the wind currents. It was cold. Sure I got a good for nothing cheap sweater to keep me warm but can you blame me?

Roxas, that's the name my dead mother gave me. Yeah, you heard my sulk it out. My mother is dead, and that apparently got my dad into the deep shitty holes called dept. When mom died everything ended.

My family used to live a great average life out in the fields near a beach. These were the Destiny Islands. I loved them because they were my home… until my mother died. My cousin, Sora is now the only family member that gives a damn about what trouble me and my dad are in.

So, exactly what's happening here you ask? I'll tell you. My mom died of murder… picked off the streets and raped to death. Horrible isn't it? I lived with my mother's side's family and they used to be so nice. But when mother died, they treated me and my dad sons of some street whores. My dad wasn't getting enough munny from his job so he got some extra jobs and works pretty much 24/7 now. I barely see him anymore.

My house is a small cramped up apartment with a bathroom, a kitchen, and two rooms. I scurried into my room and plopped on my bed. It was really dirty in here, but that was mostly because of the tissues and blood.

Tissues and blood… this brings up another topic to talk about. I still cry every night of course, but that doesn't explain the blood. You see before I left my family they decided to take it upon themselves to teach me a thing or two about how bad they feel about having their family member die. I figured I was hurt severely in the lungs. I went to some docs of course but all they did was gave me cheap pills and told me to live with it. I still cough out blood every now and then.

I miss my mother… very much. If the horrible dept we're in, this abuse, and this horrid city isn't enough… what else could happen? I sighed again as I finished my homework quickly and went for a quick walk.

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The red haired man shrugged as his older sister began ranting about what kind of clothes she should wear. His green eyes glared evilly at the woman. "Axel-chan! I don't know what to wear! OMG!" She yelped while jumping around in circles.

"Shut the hell up, would you? It's all just a date with…" Axel tried to finish but was cut off.

"JUST A STUPID DATE? IT'S JUST A STUPID DATE? HELLO! I'M DATING LIKE THE HOTTEST GUY IN MY SCHOOL!" The woman yelled as her curled outwards blonde hair jiggled around. Her blue death orbs glared at the poor red-head who just sat there and shrugged.

"Dad was right, Selphie. You're getting pretty spoiled." Axel said sounding out the 'pretty' part slowly.

"A-Axel-chan! That's just mean! UWAAAAHHHHH!" The crazy girl started tearing up like nuts while holding a 50,000,000 munny dress.

"Well then you choose, I want to go on a walk…" Axel stood up from the couch he was perched comfortably upon and dusted his pants.

"…to where?" Selphie finally sounded serious, "it's my responsibility to care for you, y'know…."

"Anywhere but here…" Axel mumbled while pushing his sister away and walking out the door.

"Axel…" Selphie started but the door slammed shut "-kun…."

OK so you're like, "Gees! What the hell is his story" then here…

Axel is a rich boy, AKA the mayor's son. Not that Axel WANTED anything to do with the mayor… anyways, Axel's mother is a singer that travels around, and truth is that Axel really never got to meet his mother. His sister, Selphie was a spoiled brat who got everything she wanted because her dad supplied her with some munny, also that she got a job as a model. Axel was well, the black sheep of the family. Instead of being rich he wanted to be an average kid.

Axel walked down the streets and studied the graffiti on the brick walls. Once in a while stopping by allies and passing out munny. Yes, his little munny he got from his father and his job. All Axel wanted was for this city to be at peace again instead of having these poor kids without parents wandering around like this. He hated it.

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Oh, the weather forecast today is smoke and steam with a bit of sun, oh I stand corrected. NO SUN, kids like me wandering the streets and begging for munny and, graffiti all over the walls. Isn't that just perfect? A troubled city with troubling looks. Just perfect. I hated the streets and I hated this city, but most of all I hate my life. Probably THOUSANDS of kids like me who wander around for no absolute reason. It makes me sad that way.

I heard my cell phone ring, yes a poor kid like me has a cell phone, how awkward. I picked it up and heard the voice of my hyper cousin. "Yo, Rox-kun how's life treatin' ya?"

"Is it necessary to answer that question, Sora?" I asked kicking a can.

"No, but it's necessary to tell me how my blonde cousin is doing!"

I laughed. My cousin can always bring back a smile on my face.

"OK, just a little depressed but OK."

"That's good! I was worried. Well, I have to go. I'll call you later, k Roxy-kun? Bye."

"Bye." I said as he hung up. I hung up too and flipped the cell into my sweater pocket. I sighed then I felt as if I couldn't breathe. My lungs again… great. I held my hand over my mouth and griped the wall, scratching it with my nails. I felt warm blood spill all over my hand. I tried to calm down. I had to, that usually helped the last times this happened.

Blood dripped from my hand and on to the ground. My hand started to grip tighter onto the wall. I closed my eyes and hoped it would all just stop. But, life decided to be mean to me. When I re-opened my eyes I saw nothing but blurs of nothingness and before I knew it, I was out cold. I herd someone talking to me but I couldn't make out what he said. At least I thought it was a he. Maybe he was that angel that's gonna take me to heaven… maybe this is where life all ends. So I mentally smiled.

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I slowly opened my eyes. I felt I was laying on something very soft. Is it a cloud, is this heaven? I blinked a few times and my vision started clearing up. I looked around me. Sorry, not heaven… wait a… I was sitting on someone else's bed with no shirt on! What the---? I stumbled out of the bed and ended up falling flat on my face. I clutched my chest in pain. 'Stupid lungs' I silently cursed.

Then I heard foot steps. They were heading towards my room. I squeaked quietly and attempted to stand up only to fall back down. The steps were getting louder only making my heart beat faster. "My lungs!" I cried trying to get up again. I coughed out a little blood as the door squeaked open.

"Woah!" I heard a guy yell as I squealed.

"Go away you pervert!" I yelled without thinking. For once I actually looked up at the guy I just yelled at. He was smiling at me? "What the hell! Who do you think you---" I stopped thinking then. I stared up at his flashing green eyes. It was like I was in a trance of some sort. I just kept staring! It's just that his eyes. They shined down at my horrid blood shot blue ones. He must have noticed me staring at him because he laughed. I don't know what happened but I blushed and turned away. "Hentai!"

He laughed again, "Do you really think I'm some kind of pervert?"

I scoffed up at him and his fiery red hair. He looked like a horse… "HORSE MAN!" I said suddenly. What the fuck?

"OK, call me what you want shorty…" He started to walk closer to me.

"Say that again!" He smirked and kept walking closer. I scooted backwards until I hit the bed. I started sweating. What? Some anonymous man takes you to their house and takes your shirt off. What else could be going on in my mind right then? He reached out and traced his hand on my chest. I blushed a really deep red. "G-GET AWAY YOU RAPER!" I kicked him hard in the chest but he didn't seem to mind. What kind of man IS he!

He laughed again. I was starting to get annoyed. He traced him finger around my chest and rubbed an area. It stinged! "OW!" I yelled. Then I noticed the spot he traced over was swelling.

"You're rib is misplaced." The man sighed at me.

"W-What? What the hell do you give a damn about my injuries!" I was too much on cussing I didn't gat half of what I just said myself. I coughed out more blood as he brought his hand up and let the blood pour on his hands.

"You're badly injured… where are your parents? Did they do this to you?" He asked in a concerned voice.

"N-no!" Did I just answer honestly? I can't believe it… He's got me dead hypnotized…

"Then who did?" He asked. I looked down and didn't answer. "Fine, if you don't want to answer…" He put one arm behind my back and one below my legs and pulled me up bridal style. "Let's just get you fixed up first." I blushed redder than before as he started walking downstairs. He laughed again when he noticed my red face. So I slapped him.

"Where are you taking me, you bastard?" I yelled.

"I DO have a name y'know…" He said calmly.

"Yeah, what is it? Shitface?" I asked rudely.

"You're pretty funny, but the name is Axel, got it memorized?" he laughed. I blushed again and slapped him harder. "Hey, shorty," He said after two steps, "Do you have a name?"

"Why should I tell you!" I asked rudely.

"'Cause I told you my name, it's only polite…"

"Roxas" I said cutting him off. He stared down at me. "The name---it's Roxas."

"OK, Roxas just don't go all kawaii on me like that again…" He smiled at me and I slapped him again.

"What the fuck do you mean by that!" I asked sternly. He only laughed.

He took a turn on a hall and went down steps again. How could he know exactly where to go! I started getting cold. I guess I was shivering too because shitface here started holding me tighter. I glared at him as he knocked on a door. The door said 'Dr. Saix'. "Dr. Saix!" He yelled as crashes and shuffling was heard in the room.

A man with furry blue hair and an 'X' scar on his face came to the door. "Domo Axel-kun. Who's this?"

I looked at the man weirdly then Axel answered. "Roxas, look… he has this deep injury in his chest… and…"

Saix looked at Axel sternly. "You brought me a street rat to fix?"

I glared at him. No one… and I mean NO ONE calls me a street rat.

"No, I brought you an injured kid to fix…" Axel stated.

Saix turned from Axel's glaring eyes to me. "What the hell do you need?" he asked me. I started shivering more though I kept a straight face.

"Doctor Saix!" Axel growled then pushed the doc aside and laid me on a bed.

"Axel, your father WILL not be happy about this…"

"He's never happy with anything I do, hell I wonder if he's even my father."

"Axel!"

They argued on as I just lay there confused.

"You fix him, or I'll fire you!" Axel yelled.

Saix flinched then walked over to me. "Bastard…"

He shot something at my arm and I flinched in pain. I looked over to see a needle put to my arm. All of the sudden my body felt limp and I fell asleep.

TBC…

It sucks doesn't it? I suck at stories… T-T I wonder IF I should update… (really depressed) Please review… It might help some…