Author's Note: First fanfic so have patience with me, how do you even space these? My friend edited this for me so 10/10 A++ Seriously without her i wouldn't be posting this first chapter so. I've written much more but it had yet to be edited. The main pairing in this is Akuroku but there will be Soriku so yay. Attempted Zemyx.

Disclaimer: If I owned Kingdom Hearts it would have a higher rating. But i don't so.

I've always liked the rain; something about the sound of water hitting the roof and sliding down the windows always makes me feel safe. That and when there's rain it isn't frowned upon to spend all day inside. I mean, it's not like I mean to be so antisocial.. it's just when you've recently finished tenth grade and you only have two more years of attending a hell hole daily, you feel like things are going to get better soon; you'll be far away from high school Then your parents drop the bomb that the whole family is packing up and moving to the city you start to feel a bit of hatred towards life.I know that doesn't sound that bad, most people would love to move to the big city, but not me, it's a death sentence, and that's under-exaggeration. You see, along with the loathing of life, I'm not a 'people person'.

Sora on the other hand, well, I'm kind of convinced he got all the charisma and I got… none. He's always been that talkative, fun loving child everybody is instantly drawn to while I'm the complete opposite; quite, shy and unsociable. While he's being invited to parties every weekend, I'm left at home. I don't really mind it though, I've always kept to myself a lot. That's why I don't want to go to the city, that's the problem with it.

My school now has about 300 kids I already find it hard enough to tolerate while this new public school I have to go to, Twilight Town Senior High School, is massive.

Then we have Sora in all this. I can't make friends for shit; majority of mine live on the other side of the world which is fine because they're always up to a game when I'm awake at 3 in the morning. My brother will have at least half the school begging him to be their friend by the end of the first day. While I'll obviously have my older brother, by three minutes as the smart ass himself likes to remind me constantly, to sit with during food breaks, I'm still dreading it.

We've only been in our new house for a week and I already hate it. The wifi signal in my bedroom is crappy, the bathroom is the furthest away and there's a stupid branch outside my window that is always hitting my second story bedroom window. Maybe one day I could jump out the window, break a bone and stay in hospital for a while.

I mean I don't love the hospital or anything, I'm not suicidal, I actually sometimes kinda like life, it would just be the perfect way to get out of school for a negligible tree branch is really starting to get on my last nerves. It can explain to my school why I was awake until midnight meaning I slept through my 6am first day is going to be just peachy. My ignorance comes in handy as I block out the pest of a branch and focus on the soothing rain. Before I know it I've drifted off into the hollow blackness of sleep.

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I'm back in Destiny Islands, wading into the clear, blue ocean. The sun is beating down on my skin and I feel the soft wind tickle my neck. I look around and I can't help but smile at my brother. He can be such an idiot but he will never cease to make me laugh. Only a handful of people, I feel, are worthy of hearing my laugh; he is definitely one of them. At this moment he is attempting to climb a paopu tree, he's having trouble though because, like me, he is exceedingly short for his age. I decide I want to leave the beach now, as lovely as it is, the sand gets in my hair and the salt makes my skin itch. I walk towards my brother and he climbs down the tree. He grips my shoulders. I'm confused. 'What are you doing Sora?' I question. He begins to shake me back and forwards. I'm awoken from what was obviously a dream by my obnoxiously loud sibling. "You need to wake up Roxas…wake up Roxas…Roxxxaasss..Roxas! Get your lazy arse out of bed!"

I jolt upright into a sitting position. "Good morning Roxas, sleep well?" Sora says as he stands up straight. How is it that someone can be so happy in the morning? It doesn't seem right.

"I'm going to kill you." I grumble as I pull my sheets off of me, because I on the other hand, am not a morning person.

"But I was kind enough to wake you dearest brother! You have ten minutes to get ready for school, wouldn't want us to be late for our first day at big city school, would you?!" He says in a sarcastic, baby tone of voice, a shit eating grin enveloping his face. He knows I don't want to go to school.

Wait, did he say ten minutes? I look at his clothing, he's dressed in a blue shirt with black knee length shorts. Does he realise how fucking cold it is here? I stop questioning my brother's clothing choice when I notice I have less than seven minutes now. I shoot out of bed pushing past Sora. I stumble to my closet and pull out the first items I see, a grey pair of pants, plain white t-shirt and a large blue hoody. I pick up my clothing choice along with a checkered arm band. Sora is still standing in my bedroom giving me an amused look; I don't see how this is funny.

Five minutes left to get the 'I just had a wild night of sex' look out of my hair. I clumsily run a brush through it and run to the bathroom, literally throwing on my school clothes. I cursed as I realised I hadn't showered and reached for the deodorant on the bathroom counter.
I'm starting to wonder why I'm in such a rush to get ready for something I don't want to go to. Justin Bieber's 'Baby' on repeat would be better than what I am about to experience, and that's saying something.

"Roxas, my favourite Brother, the one that I would give my very life for, the one who.." I cut Sora off, he might be a nice person, but I've known him long enough to know he only speaks like that when he wants something.

"What do you want Sora?" I spit.

"Oh Roxas, I just wanted to express how much you mean to me… but if you would drive us to school today I would owe you my everlasting gratitude!" My brother has tried for his licence a number of times, but he's an idiot so I have to be the taxi.

"I thought mum was going to drive us today?"

"Oh.. She was but you know her work, she said she had to leave for a few days." I sighed. She always goes away for work, leaving me to babysit my older brother. I mean one time we somehow managed to light the freezer on fire... but we won't get into that.

"So Roxy, it's just you and me for a few days. It's gonna be so fun!" I glared.

"Whatever Sora. Get your bag and hop in the car."

I took the keys from the table and grabbed my own school bag, heading towards the front door. My mother's car was parked in the driveway, just like it always was. She had this deal with me; I could use her car when she's away, as long as I keep it clean and drive Sora if he needs to be places, and he 'needs' to be places a lot.

I opened the door and slid into the driver's seat. I started up the car and as the engine came roaring into life, Sora came stumbling out of the house with half a apple in his mouth. He was up before me and still hadn't eaten breakfast? I swear he spends his mornings watching cartoons opposed to getting ready for school. Sora slid into the seat next to me and screamed, "Ready Roxas?"
"As I'll ever be, let's get there and get this over and done with." I replied.
"That's the spirit." He said as he plugged his iPod into the docking station. I curse mother every time I have to sit through one Sora's preppy songs. It was her idea to install a dock in her car and now I'm paying for it. I rolled my eyes as he pressed shuffle, preparing myself for an irksome five minute drive to our new school.

Half way through "Hips Don't Lie" by Shakira, we pulled into the school's parking lot.
I parked the car and shut off the radio system. I looked at Sora.
"Never again Sora, never again will i let you play your music." I spoke as I opened the door and stepped out of the car.

I looked up at our new school, it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be; it was at least ten times worse. The whole building was painted white, that is except for the inapt red writing painted across the side of the building that proclaimed that the school was "The home of Mansex". I'm guessing that that's a vandal's fancy nickname for our new principal. So this new school was teaming with delinquents? Oh joy. Sora was still speaking but I paid no mind, I think he was going on about some new game he started playing or something, I honestly couldn't care less.

I made sure that the car was locked because if mum's car got stolen on the first day of school, all hell would break loose. I'd probably get castrated.. I'd hate to explain that to my future boyfriend. Once I felt like the car was as safe as it would be considering it was occupied by a bunch of idiot teenagers, I started walking towards the school. My brother followed closely behind, humming an obnoxious song that he damn well would annoy the shit out of me.

The other reason I was extremely annoyed was because if my brother didn't hurry his ass up, we would both be left behind a line of teenagers trying to get schedules and locker numbers. We climbed the stairs and I opened the double doors to the front of the school. The halls were a lovely shade of grey, which only made the idea of school slightly more depressing.

"Roxas, what time does school start again?"I gave him a look.

"We've been over this like fifty times Sora, school starts at 8:15 but we have to get to the office before the bell so we have time to find our lockers, got it?" Anger broke through the calm tone I usually kept as nervousness crept into my system. What if no one liked me? What if I was an outcast?

"Alright Roxas! No need to snap, gosh.." I rolled my eyes expecting another comment about that but before Sora could get it out, he spotted the office.
"Roxas, I found the office." He chirped as he pointed to the sign that read in huge black writing 'office'.

"No shit Sora." I replied sarcastically. He gaped at me; he's given up on my swearing. He walked in front of me only turning around to poke his tongue at me, this my dear friends is a primary example of how mature my brother is.