YEAH.

So this fic is based of a movie called Wristcutters: A Love Story. The movie is seriously great so you guys, if you have not seen it of course, rent/torrent it.

Distraught over breaking up with his girlfriend, Zia (Patrick Fugit) decides to end it all. Unfortunately, he discovers that there is no real ending, only a run-down afterlife that is strikingly similar to his old one, just a bit worse. Discovering that is ex-girlfriend has also "offed" herself, he sets out on a road trip, with his Russian rocker friend, to find her. Their journey takes them through an absurd purgatory where they discover that being dead doesn't mean you have to stop livin'!

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Blue eyes stared blankly up at the ceiling; their gaze never moving. Blonde hair sprayed out on the pillow below her head, softly melodies of the Canadian singers Tegan and Sara coming from the stereo on the entertainment center across the room.

A long sigh escaped from small lips, "Encircle me I need to be taken down…" those same lips idly mouthed along with the music. The blonde girl slowly sat up, staring at the room around her. Even more slowly her feet touched the floor, making her way steadily to the bathroom down the hallway. She entered slowly, moving to the medicine cabinet to stare at her reflection. Blue orbs traced the sunken features and tangled blonde hair. She glanced down, noting how horrid her faded green sweat shirt looked.

Slowly her hand reached to the handle of the cabinet, opening it and even more slowly pulling out a razor blade. She made the marks fast and deep, watching as her blood poured out into the sink. Even as her vision began to blur, the glaring red was clear. With a loud 'thud' she fell to the floor of her apartment, staring up at the shower curtain covered in bright colored fish. 'Don't they look happy…?' was her last thought before everything went dark.

She later found herself sharing an apartment with a German guy named Roxas. He was nicer than most people in wherever she was. He told everything he knew about place; "Everyone who has ever committed suicide has ended up here," he told her with a thick accent, "I do not know why," he said with a sigh, "But all I know is that this place is just slightly worse than before." And he was right; everything here was worse than when she was alive. It was hot, there were not stars or sun, you couldn't smile, and everyone was a complete asshole.

She sighed, laying her head bed. Maybe suicide was not the answer to her problems, but she could not go on living with a broken heart but is seems like she was going to have to now. Blonde eyebrows furrowed, "Kairi.." she mumbled, closing her eyes. The auburn haired girl suddenly broke off their three year relationship to run off with her friend Riku. She had no idea how long Kairi had been cheating on her, but that just made things worse. And with no goodbyes or letter she decided to take her own life.

"Namine." Drawled her roommate, "Come and drink with me, ja(1)." Roxas invited. Namine would have smiled if she could, but simply nodded, rising from her bed and following the other blonde out the door.

They arrived the bar, walking in side by side. She looked around at the others, unable to believe these many people took their own life. They sat on the bar stools, Roxas ordering the beers. Namine sighed, glancing around the room again, noticing a man with wild red hair staring at them from the back corner of the room. She quickly turned her attention back to beer that had been place in front of her, popping off the cap and taking a swig.

Roxas sat contently beside her, taking a drink of his beer as well. "You know," he started, "Beer is good no matter what, but here it sucks." He muttered. The girl sighed, "Everything here sucks…" she replied, taking another swig. Roxas nodded, "Yes, but I will say the best beer is in Germany." He stated, running his fingers up and down the neck of the bottle. Namine rolled her eyes, continuing to drink her beer. The duo began to begin to engage in friendly conversation, or as friendly as something could be in, well, wherever they were. "Back in Germany," began Roxas, "My Vati(2) brewed beer, and it was very good." Namine wanted to laugh, "You really like beer, huh Roxas?" He nodded, taking a swig of his beverage.

Namine frowned, glancing at the redheaded man across the room, before turning to her roommate, "Roxas," she muttered, causing him to look up at her, "That guy has been staring at us." She mumbled, motioning towards the man. Roxas looked slightly over his should before looking back at the girl, "He has, how do you say…'the look' on his face." He muttered, gripping his bottle. She looked over her shoulder, "Are you going to come over here, or stare at us all fucking day?" Back before she offed herself she would have never said anything like that, but being in this place had changed her.

The redhead gave a cheshire grin, striding over to them. He took a seat beside Roxas, "Hello." He stared, "My name is Axel," his accent thick, "And you two are…?" Roxas looked over at him, "Roxas." He replied, "And this is Namine." The girl scoffed, irritated by not being able to introduce her own self. "Yes, yes." This Axel said with a nod, calling over to the bartender for a beer of his own.

"I guessing you're from Russia." She stated. Axel looked at them smugly, "Yes, yes." He replied, "I was former Soviet Union solider but they sent me to Afghanistan and I could not take it, so I killed myself." He explained. "Those damn Arabs fucked so much shit up," he muttered, "I did not want any part of my counties obsession to force communism on the rest of the world. Even though I will always love my Mother Russia, I still think those guys are fucked up." Roxas looked over at him, taking another swig, "So that means you've been here for long time, ja?" Axel grinned, "Yes. Yes."

The three became good friends after the meeting in the bar, hanging out and going to bars when they all got off of work. There was a grin in Axel voice when they had all found of the other was gay on fateful, but shitty, night. "Well that is funny," he stated, wrapping his arms around Namine's shoulders, "I would expect this from an American, but not a German." Roxas fumed at this statement, turning his head away. "Oh my little honey bee," cooed Axel, "I think Germans are sexy." Roxas rolled his eyes, downing another beer.

Over the next few weeks Namine became content hanging out with her new friends. She found it amusing how Axel would constantly hit on poor Roxas. He claimed that no one could resist his Russian charm and smacked Roxas' ass. The blonde then promptly punched him in the face, stomping down the street. A guy Namine worked with at the grocery store stated how it was strange how the three of them were. How they were almost happy. Namine simply shrugged and went back to restocking Maxi Pads.

There was a ding from the front door, signaling someone had entered the shitty store. She did not even care enough to look up, rearranging the boxes of crackers. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a cigarette and lighting it. "Namine?" came a bewildered voice from behind her.

The blonde girl blew out the smoke she inhaled and turned around to find a familiar face. "K-Kairi?" she choked. There she was; still so beautiful and perfect. The other girl smiled, "Oh Namine." She whispered, "I was hoping I'd find you." The blonde recovered from her shock, bringing the cigarette and inhaled. "Come all this way to see me?" she asked monotone, exhaling the smoke slowly. Kairi glanced at the toxic stick in her hand, "I thought you were against smoking?" she asked softly. Namine shrugged, "I'm dead now so why does it matter?" The auburn haired girl did not answer, "I missed you."

Blonde eyes brow furrowed, and brought the cigarette to her lips, "Fuck off, Kairi." Was her replied as she exhaled, watching misty smoke rise to the ceiling. Kairi stared in shock, and Namine pulled off her apron and told the owner she was leaving for the day.

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"That bitch." Axel stated, looking at his blonde friend. She nodded, "I can't believe she expected me to, like, be okay and forgive her." She muttered, taking a swig of her beer. Roxas place a hand on the girl's shoulder in comfort, "Bekümmert.(3)" Roxas muttered. Axel scowled, letting out a long sigh, "My love," Axel called to Roxas, causing the blonde to pouted, "Buy me another beer?" his answer came with a hand colliding with the back of his head. "Dummkopf(4)." Roxas muttered, rolling his pretty blue eyes.

"Oh my love!" whined the redhead, "Why do you hurt me so?" The two went back and forward, leaving Namine to her own thoughts. Kairi had killed herself. Why though? What reason did Kairi have for doing something like that? Her former lover had enjoyed life; once stating how she would never resort to suicide unless she absolutely had to.

Had Kairi killed herself because of her? Namine shook her head. No, that could not be it; Kairi was happy with Riku. A cruel look appeared on the blonde's face; perhaps Namine own suicide had that great of an effect on Kairi. Maybe Kairi had loved her after all.

With this thought Namine felt like slamming her head onto the counter of the bar. She did not give a fuck if Kairi cared; at least, that is what she had thought.

Fucking Christ.

Namine stood suddenly, leaving her two companions and making her way back to her's and Roxas' shared apartment. She pushed a strand of hair from her eyes, barely noticing the other people walking past her. "Namine! Please wait!" someone called. She stopped, looking over her shoulder to see the last person she wanted to talk to running towards her.

Kairi stopped next to her, "Hey." She said softly. Namine said nothing, making her face unreadable. Kairi fidgeted nervously at her silence, "I-I was thinking we could…that maybe you wanted to…um..to talk?" Namine felt her eye twitch in annoyance. "Fuck Kairi, I want nothing to do with you." She replied angrily, "You are the fucking reason I killed myself!" she shouted, hold out her wrists and showing the girl the remaining scars, "I left everything I had for you! To be with you! And you cheat on me for years and leave me to be with Riku!" Namine glared at her, "Leave me the fuck alone!" and with that she turned heel and walked towards her apartment once more.

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Namine woke the next morning with a feeling of liberation. She had let Kairi go and stood up for herself, something she thought that she would have never have done before. Maybe suicide is not always a bad thing.

She rose for the sheets and headed to the small kitchen expecting to only see Roxas but to her surprise she saw a brunette boy that could past as Roxas' twin. She cleared her throat to make her entrance causing the two to look over at her. "Oh," began Roxas, "This is mein bruder(5), Sora." Namine nodded, "You guys twins?" the pair nodded, "Ja." Said Sora.

Namine sat next to the two, yawning. "Like I was saying," Sora began, "Xion kill herself after you and you have not seen her?" Roxas shook his head, "Nein(6)." He replied. The brunette brother let out a long sigh, "Well she has to be here somewhere." He stated with a huff. "Who's Xion?" Namine asked. The brothers looked at her, "Our schwester(7)." Namine understood them; she had learned that many German words sound close to English ones. "Anyways," started Sora, "We need to find her."

"I'm sure she's not in the city, but maybe the waste land areas?" Sora nodded in agreement, "You two have car?" he asked. The blondes shook their head, "No," replied Roxas, "But Axel does." Sora looked at him with a slightly tilted head, "Who is Axel?" he asked. Roxas sighed, "Russian idiot."

So then it was set; Namine and Roxas would convince Axel to let them use the car and Sora would stay behind in their apartment. The brunette said he did not want to go because he was 'waiting for someone'. Namine wondered how he could wait for someone to commit suicide. As the two made their way to Axel's Namine glanced over at Roxas, "So why did your sibling commit suicide?" she asked. Roxas sighed, "Well," he began, lighting a cigarette, "Probably because Vati found out they were gay too." He replied. Namine frowned, watching him inhale and exhale on the cigarette, "First it was me and he…did not take it well, so I offed." He sighed, "Probably the same thing with them. I can only imagine with a sick satisfaction that he is drowning in misery because his triplets all turned out to be gay and kill themselves."

Namine did not reply, knocking on the redhead's door. Roxas fell to the floor as the Russian answered the door completely naked, "Yes?" he asked. Namine was unfazed, "We need to car to look for Roxas' sister." Axel looked at his companions, taking a swig of the beer he held in his hand, "Okay." He replied after a couple minutes, "Come in." he invited, moving aside so the two could do so. Namine pulled Roxas off the floor and entered the apartment.

Namine looked around, noticing the beaming red flag bearing the hammer and sickle. Namine raised an eyebrow, "Axel, when exactly did you off?" she asked him. The redhead looked thoughtful, tapping his finger against the neck of the bottle in his hand, "1986." He told her. She continued to look at the flag, "You do know that the Soviet Union collapsed, don't you?" Axel did not reply for awhile, coming to stand beside her to look at the flag.

"Yeah," he finally replied, "But this was all I've ever known." He stated, referring to the flag, "It is easier to hold onto things that once were so important then to simply let them go." Namine glanced up at him, noticing the far off look in her friend's eyes. Roxas came to stand beside Axel, the three of them just gazing up at the flag on the wall. Axel's words ran through the blonde girl's head; it is easier to hold onto those things that were once the only thing that matter then to just let them go forever. Maybe that is was why Namine found it so hard to get Kairi out of her head. She wondered if the girl had cried at her funeral or if her parents even showed up. Unknown to Namine, similar things were wandering through her friend's heads. Questions that they never answered or had answered, things that they never said, things that they once took for granted and in the end are the most important.

Namine continued to stare at the flag; the three just standing in silence.

I know that aspects of this fic like Axel being Russian, Namine killing herself over a break up, Kairi killing herself, and the eventual road trip that the trio will be taking in upcoming chapters is all very similar to the move.

I know; I did it that way on purpose.

German Words:

1.) Ja = Yes

2.) Vati = Father

3.) Bekümmert = Sorry

4.) Dummkopf = Idiot

5.) Bruder = Brother

6.) Nein = No

7.) Schwester = Sister