Hey sry guys for not updateing i lost my internet for a long time and i had to do alot of school things...also if you think this story reminds you of one of Blackwingedangels stories...yeah shes my sister...

Yuna was soon dozing off in her bed after her long day of school knowing that she's going to have to do it all over the next day. She sighed in discomfort at this thought and soon forced herself to doze off and hope that the next day would be an enjoyable one. Unfortunately it was already three o'clock in the morning and she had to get out of bed in another few hours to get ready for this horrible day. She soon forgot about all of her worries and dreams and fell into a deep sleep.

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Tidus got out of his car and walked to the front door of this rather shabby house and unlocked it with a key in his pocket. It was three o'clock in the morning and he was only going to get another two hours of sleep like he did every night before school. He hated coming back to his family, if you can call it that. His dad was a drunk and dreams of his old days as a blitzball player. His mother left them about three years ago because she couldn't stand to take care of Jecht anymore. His mother had been hurt multiple times trying to settle Jecht down when he was in his drunken rages. She usually got a gash on her face or a bruised eye. Tidus didn't blame her for leaving but why did she leave him here, all my himself? He is the one that takes all the abuse now that she has gone. Tidus had tried to get his father to stop drinking but when his mother left them Jecht started drinking more and more until one day he ended up in jail for driving and hitting a parked car on the side of the street. Tidus had to take out his savings money from his bank account and bale him out of the local jail. He managed to keep it quite that he had to go and bale out his drunk father knowing that people would overreact and pity him which he hated. He never got severally hurt, maybe a few bruises here and there but that's it, it was nothing to freak out about.

Tidus walked in through the door and shut it, but before he locked the door he looked around in curiousness to make sure his dad was still in the house, and he was. He was passed out on the couch. Luckily he wasn't wandering the streets while drunk. Tidus turned his back and locked the door, then went upstairs to his room. He soon fell asleep, still clad in his jeans.

Tidus soon woke to the sound of a slight beeping coming from across his room. He sat up in his bed with great forcefulness to get up and get ready for his next day at school. He stood up and stretched his muscular body and left his room still in his jeans from the day before to go to the shower. He wasn't too worried about looking out his door to make sure his father wasn't in a drunken rage. He didn't usually drink very much in the morning because he is suffering from a hangover from the night before.

"Tidus!"

The voice was his fathers, it seemed to be coming from the living room. What does he want now, is he still drunk from last night? He turned around to see what his father, (a word he seemed to use very lightly). His father, he noticed, was standing at the bottom of the stairs looking up at him with an agitated face.

"What time did you come in last night?" Jecht said with a very angry tone.

"About three, why do you care, you never cared before?" Tidus said with a rather displeased tone.

"Because you're supposed to be in at midnight," Jecht replied, plainly agitated.

"Why should I come home when your just going to be passed out on the couch, or I'm going to get screamed at for no reason at all. Tell me why should I come back when your here? With you here it's like I don't have a home at all!" Jecht looked like he didn't expect this outburst of anger from his only son. Tidus did have his reasons to be angry with his father, he did drive away his mother and abuse them after all.

Tidus then stormed up the stairs without turning to get another glance of his fathers face. He went strait down the hall and into the bathroom. His emotions overwhelmed him and he hit the mirror in frustration. The mirror shattered without the slightest resistance.

Tidus quickly regained his temper and took off his blue jeans and shirt and his white striped boxers and climbed into the shower. He looked down and realized that there was pieces of the mirror cut into his knuckles and he was bleeding profusely. He quickly took the glass out of his hands and washed the blood off without any hesitation. He let the water cascade down his body and onto his wound, then quickly reached for the shampoo, realizing he needed to get ready fast in order to get to school on time.

Once he finished his shower he quickly wrapped a towel around his hips and briskly walked down the hall into his room where he put on an old pair of jeans with holes down the legs and a white shirt with an old hoody. He quickly then put on a pair of converse. Running downstairs he ripped his keys off the hook by the door and jumped into his topless firebird. His car wasn't in the greatest shape. As long as it ran then it was good enough for him.

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Yuna woke with a sudden chill and looked at her window and noticed that it was open and figured that was what was making her cold. She glanced at her clock across the room and saw that it was about five o'clock in the morning and decided that it wasn't worth going back to sleep for just a half hour. She shut her window then quietly walked to her bathroom. But she stopped when she reached her door. She heard rather loud talking from downstairs and she realized that it was her mom and a man, and they where arguing.

"Just give me all the money in the register and I'll leave," said the low husky voice.

"No, I've got a child to feed and bills to pay. I'm just a poor potion maker, I don't have any money," said her mother.

"Bull shit, you own a shop, you have to have some money, now put all the money in the bag or I'll just have to take it," said the man.

Yuna realized that there was a burglar in her home and swiftly moved away from her door and down the hall. Her mother hid a bat inside the closet, she always told Yuna that it was "just in case". Yuna reached for the door handle and heard the husky voice again.

"Common, hurry up, I haven't got all day you stupid bitch!" yelled the man.

"I'm sorry that's all that we have, just leave us alone, please!" her mother cried.

"Well if this is all you have then I'll just have to take something else won't I, now as I recall you said that you have a daughter, am I right?" asked the husky voice.

"Leave her out of this!" exclaimed Yuna's mother.

Yuna heard loud boots hit the floor as if the man was walking around the house.

"I bet she's upstairs isn't she?" inquired the man. "Now give me what ever money that you have or I'll have to just have to take a little stroll upstairs."

"I told you that's all we have, now get out before I call the police!" her mother pleaded desperately.

"Fine have it your way," Yuna heard more boots hit the floor and strained to hear where the man was going. He was walking strait up the stairs when he noticed that Yuna was sitting at the top near the closet.

"Ah hah, now there you are darling," the rather dirty man smirked.

"Don't touch her you asshole," her mother screamed.

Yuna quickly opened the closet and got the bat when the man grabbed hold of her shoulder. But it was too late and her mother came sprinting up the stairs and jumped on the man. Yuna didn't realize that he had a gun until it rang throughout the house. Yuna didn't realize what happened until her mother was limp on the ground. Yuna saw the man run down the stairs. It must have been the last straw for him and he couldn't stay, afraid to be caught. Yuna crawled toward her mother in agony and held up her head, a river of blood streaming from her torso. Yuna couldn't hold back the tears, they came streaming out as she held her mothers lifeless body in her arms.