(Day 1)

June 5th

We had finally arrived in this new town, Twilight Town named after the beautiful sky color it had during the twilight hours. Our home was a small four room apartment above the flower shop that Mom decided she was going to run. I got out of the U-Haul van with my two brothers. I had out right refused to help unpack, well at least not until I got a look at my room. I already had a color scheme set for it. It would be white and black, yeah it seems pretty basic but I like those colors. And since we were finally getting our own separate rooms, I had to decorate mine the way that I wanted it to be.

Trust me, as excited as I sound, I'm really bummed out. I wanted to spend more time with my friends back on the island, the one that we were all born and raised on. Destiny Island. The place where my friends Xion and Kadaj were. It was my home, it was our home. I don't know why Mom thought that it was a good idea to just snatch us away from everything that we knew like that. Like anyone really cared about the divorce. We didn't particular care for it, until our older brother was separated from us.

I watched Ven and Sora, my twins I guess-we're a set of triplets-, grabbed boxes out of the van as Mom watched. I still hadn't went to check out my room, I didn't want to really. I was just not going to help them do any work. I didn't want to move and I definitely didn't want to help them move. So you know what, I said screw this and left to look around the surrounding area. It would be nice to know where I could go to get away from the irritation that Mom was sure to bring with her.

Two blocks to the right is a small little ice cream shop, Twilight Ice Cream it's called. Ice cream is my favorite of all treats and I had some Munny in my pockets so that was where I was going. The looks on Sora and Ven's faces when I came back after eating ice cream when they were still unpacking. That look alone was what drew me to the idea even more than just getting something to snack on. So of course I went in. It was cozy feeling, reminded me a little of the shop on Destiny Islands. It even had a small beach like them to it. I did help to get the town to feel a little better, but it would never be anything like home.

I looked around a bit more. At the counter was the cashier, it seemed. Female, maybe a couple years older than me, well I'm only fourteen but who knows. Jaw length light steel blue hair cut into the style of a bob and bright reddish-brown eyes. She was pretty, not my type but pretty. She wore the store's uniform, well I assumed it was since the logo was on the shirt and the apron. I wonder if she smiled would she look any prettier than her scowling face?

Aside from her there were a few other people there, not too many. They were gathered around one table towards the back of the store, about eleven of them. They were much older teens, looking like they could be around the age of Sora's boyfriend back home. Of course they would be older than me and sitting in the ice cream parlor too. All I had to do was not catch their attention and everything would be great. Yet, I knew better than to trust my luck. I had Dad's luck after all and it was pretty low, anywhere around 17-24 in rpg terms really. Either way, my luck stated that I would be bothered because I was the new kid in town.

So I carefully walked to the counter, hoping to only get the attention of the girl behind it. There were so many different ice cream flavors and it was like wow. There was the basics, vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, cookies and cream, cookie dough. Then there was exotic flavors like crab flavored, bacon flavored, garlic flavored, grape flavored, raspberry ripple, and even oyster flavored. There were a lot more than just that. Yet my eyes caught the flavor of my life, the one I always ate. Good old sea salt ice cream. Man it didn't get any better than sea salt ice cream.

"Excuse me, I'm ready to order now," I looked at the girl.

"What will it be?" she asked.

"Sea-salt ice cream in a waffle cone," I grinned.

"Alright. Let me go to the back and get your cone," she nodded at me.

I found myself drumming my fingers on the counter and humming an old rock song. I had a weird library of music in my head and this specific song was currently stuck. And strange enough, through my humming, I didn't realize that someone was coming up behind me. It was when I felt something on my hips that I turned around ready to swing. I blinked slowly as red entered my view. My eyes trailed up until I saw the face of a moderately peach skinned male. Red was the t-shirt he was wearing, though his spiked hair was red as well. Eyes narrow and sea-green, my favorite shade of green might I add.

"Hey there," he waved at me.

I only glared at him and tried my hardest not to punch him in his face, if I could reach it. How dare he touch me! He was not one of my friends, nor was he one of my brothers. I tried to keep my composure as it wouldn't be a good idea to just punch someone in the face while in a store. Even though it was needed, greatly needed at that.

"So it looks like you enjoy sea-salt ice cream. I know something else that's salty and sweet if you asked me," he gave a suggestive grin.

"..." I took a deep breath.

"Come on, baby. Cat got your tongue? Cuz I know where I want your tongue," his voice was so annoying.

I clutched the counter as tight as I could, watching my knuckles go white. How long did it take to get some ice cream? No matter how pretty she was, this was annoying. Pretty sure that this was also harassment.

"Come on, baby girl," he grinned.

"How about you leave me alone, dumbass? And if you must know, you pervert, I'm not a girl!" I yelled.

The girl returned after the biggest yell I have ever done. Her red eyes looked surprised but she scooped up the ice-cream to put in the cone. She held it up to see if I wanted more to which I shyly nodded.

The guy backed up a bit. He seemed to be taken back from my yell as well, just not as bad as her. I could hear his friends laughing at him from the table. Well it was his fault after all. Who just hits on some random guy they just met? Yes, I was wearing tight black jeans and a tight black T-shirt; but god you don't just hit on me!

"Two scoops?" she asked.

"That's fine," I smiled at her.

"Thirty Munny and thanks for putting him in his place," she gave me a little wink.

"What do you mean?" I asked, grabbing my wallet out my back pocket.

"He hits on any blond that comes in here. I hear he can be a good guy, but it's annoying that I lose clientele because of that. So thank you," she handed me my ice cream.

"You're welcome," I smiled and handed her the Munny.

"Name's Fuujin, just call me Fuu. How about you?"

I looked around and saw him sulking with his friends, "Roxas."

"I advise you to leave before he catches a second wind," she gave a small wink.

"Thanks for the warning. Catch you later," the smile on my face grew wider.

I left out the store, giving the slightest wave to Fuu. My hips moved side to side, giving a walk that showed a bit of sexy to it. At least I thought that was how sexy worked. Though I did hear a few wolf whistles so that had to be doing something.

I took the small walk back home, enjoying the sweet taste of sea salt ice cream. One lick, two lick, god it was perfect. The summer heat was pushing down on me and the ice cream was keeping me from complaining about it. Even as the sun was setting-man I need a watch, I hadn't realized it was that late nor did I pay attention to when we got here-I could feel the heat coming down on me. At least it was a pretty sunset.

The moving van was gone, replaced in the driveway was Mom's SUV. I walked into the house, well at least the store part to our home. Going to the back led to our home. In the living room I could smell greasy food that Mom must have bought while I was out. So with this ice cream I could have a burger or a chicken sandwich too? Man, Mom really wanted me to be happy to be with her.

Scarfing down the ice cream, I rushed to the kitchen. There was the glorious bag of greasy, delicious, perfection called McDonalds just sitting innocently on the table. I reached into the bag and was quickly hit. I looked around noticing Sora and Ven immediately. No, those two wouldn't have hit me. Only…

"Roxas, where have you been?" Mom's voice came from behind me.

"Exploring. Is that a problem?" Teenage attitude at one hundred percent.

"You didn't help unload, haven't helped unpack, but you expect to eat what I just bought?" Her left eyebrow raised ever so slightly.

"Well yeah. I'm your son, I'm supposed to have food," I shrugged my shoulders.

I reached again for another greasy sandwich in the bag. However, Mom had other plans. She grabbed my arm and gave me a stern glare. Why was she doing this? All I wanted was something to eat and that's it.

"Roxas, what's in the bag is for Sora and Ventus. I'll make you something else. Wasn't even sure if you would come back, you've been so adamant about going to your father," she pushed the bag towards my brothers.

I didn't want her cooking. I don't want a salad, cereal, or anything else. I want a damn cheeseburger oozing in grease.

"Screw it, I won't eat then!" I stormed off, up the stairs.

"Rox!" Sora called after me.

"Leave him be. You know how his anger is," I could hear Ventus.

I went to my room, glad that they left my things outside of the room. I opened the door and took my boxes inside. Huffing, puffing, and getting all my angst out. Breakfast and ice cream was not going to hold me down. All this because I didn't help with a stupid move that I never wanted to do.

I sighed and flopped face first onto the bed. The blanket was soft, really soft. She did something right. A white and black blanket with Bleach bedsheets. I'm a huge Bleach fan, Ven thinks it sucks the little bastard. I didn't even really scan my room, so I rolled over. The walls were black and white in a checkered pattern, reminding me of my bracelet. I had a desk on the right wall, a dresser with a mirror on the left wall. My window was on the right wall as well facing the building behind us. A bookshelf sat on the same wall as my bed. Pretty nice set up really.

And while I was surveying, I could feel my eyes starting to drool. No, I needed to stay awake to prove my point to Mom. Nope. I was knocked out, went straight to sleep.