Warning: This is yaoi. Which means a story about either two boy's in love, or doing very naughty things are ahead. Viewer desecration advised. ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, or McDonald's for that matter. Thank you. All rights to respected owners.

Author Note: Please forgive me for any mispellings or grammar errors! This was a bit rushed because I've been busy lately. Enjoy!

Summary: In modern-day society if you are different, then you get shunned. Twins Sora and Roxas are no exception. Separated a birth, longing for their other half, and abused all their lifes. Does the world hold anything for them? Are they just freaks like they are told? KHAOG is a place where all the 'oddballs' go. A place where they allowed to live in peace, without being picked on or pushed down, a place for them to make friends, and meet people just like them. What will KHAOG do for the twins?

Hayner awoke to a sleeping blonde snuggled to his chest. He almost died right then and there. What did Hayner ever do to deserve something as adorable as Roxas?

'How did this happen anyways?'

Roxas stirred and shifted, cuddling even closer to the dirty blonde. Who simply couldn't hold back his blush as the face of the younger got closer and closer to his neck, breathing heavily on him. Hayner attempted to control himself, as he decided to look around the room, and ignore the bleach blonde as best he could. His eyes wandered over the corner of his room, where he found a small twin sized mattress, a blanket, and pillows on the ground.

'That's right.'

Hayner thought, as memories of last night flooded back in his head. He remembered cans of soup, shelf stacking, the horrible image of Roxas crying, and himself offering the crying boy a night at his house.

'Why wouldn't he want to go home, though? It still doesn't make sense to me.'

Hayner pondered, as he decided to make that his new goal. He was going to try to get something out of the boy, anything, but not push him. He'd never want to harm Roxas, or push him away. That's the complete opposite of what he wanted to do.

As Hayner continued to think of strategies and plans, something bright, and blinking caught his eye.

"Oh yeah. What time is it?"

The older of the two leaned over the younger a bit, to see the flashing alarm clock better.

"It's already about 10:00am. I should probably get up and make breakfast or something."

The feelings hiding expert went to push the small boy off him gently, so that he could get up.

Finding that the other highly disliked the action, feeling empty as his warmth began to fade away. Roxas felt around for that warmth, but couldn't find it. He was still asleep, and didn't really know what he was doing. All he knew, is that he wanted that warm, safe feeling back. And he wanted it now.

Hayner stopped, as he felt a tugging at his hand. He turned around to see the younger one, still sleeping, but tugging at his hand trying to get him back in bed. Hayner's heart fluttered at the action, as he allowed Roxas to pull him, so that he was sitting on the bed. He sat there while the other still held his hand and began to stir slightly. Hayner couldn't believe this. He had the cutest blonde in town, in his bed. His. Should he really pass up an opportunity like this?

"H-Hayner."

Hayner jumped as he heard a voice that didn't belong to him ring though the room. He looked down, only to see the boy still asleep.

"He must be talking in his sleep."

Hayner was convinced that this meant nothing. Nothing at all. And was set on the fact that he needed to be downstairs, making breakfast for the two. Nothing more. As Hayner went to get up, something pulled him back down. He stumbled back onto the bed, as he was tugged harshly. He looked up, to see a still sleeping blonde, trying with all his might to get him to stay in this bed. Hayner admired the young one. Loving the way his hair flowed naturally, all spiked up, and swished to one side. How his face was one of an angels, so soft, and innocent looking. His skin was slightly tanned, but still pale, just like his body was slightly muscular, yet Hayner doubted that the blonde ever beat someone up.

And lastly; His eyes. They were the most astonishingly beautiful thing Hayner had ever laid his eyes on. His eyes were as deep blue as the sea itself. In fact, Hayner at numerous occasions in his lifetime working with the bleach blonde, had thought that they actually were the ocean. Hayner was brought out of his thoughts, as he felt a hand on his chest. The blonde had gotten hold of his shirt this time, and was pulling at it much like he had Hayner's hand. Hayner debated weather he should be doing this. After all, this is a sleeping Roxas, not an awake one. For all Hayner knew, he could be dreaming of some girl, and was trying to get her to cuddle with him. Hayner was about to push the young blonde off, as he heard him speak again.

"Please...H-Hayner"

The blonde said, as low as a whisper. Hayner froze, not believing his ears.

It didn't really take the dirty blonde long to climb into the bed, and wrap his arms around the sun-kissed body after that. They continued to cuddle closer and closer, as Hayner felt himself falling asleep yet again, and Roxas began to fall into a deeper slumber. They drifted off, as Hayner let out his last words before losing the mind game he and sleep played.

"Screw breakfast."

Roxas awoke to the empty feeling that he felt every day of his life. But remembered that he once felt warm and safe. But, where did the warmth and safety go? He sat up in Hayner's bed, stretching, and examining the Forrest green colored room. It was quite nice. Far better than his white, dull, hell hole. Roxas could hear the loud sound of a television from downstairs, so he wandered down the steps to find Hayner.

The Dirty blonde was sitting on the couch, deep in thought, as the News played on TV.

"Good morning."

Roxas said, as Hayner jumped, not realizing he had woken up.

"Oh, Morning. Sleep well?"

Roxas nodded up and down, as he sat next to the deep thinker, curious as to what was so interesting about the News.

"So what's going on?"

Hayner sighed.

"There's been another shooting."

The two lived in a very sketchy part of town. So it wasn't all that surprising to hear there had been something like a robbery, gang fight, or shooting. Roxas listened intently to the talking box as the brunette New's lady explained what had happened.

"There has been a shooting on Sunset Hill in Twilight Town, police have reason to believe that a gang was evolved, particularly the well know gang known as 'Organization XIII'."

The spokeswoman told the viewers, in her ever so serious, yet concerned for the safety of Twilight Town voice. Roxas leaned closer to the TV, wanting to know more about the situation.

'I've heard that name before. But where...?"

"The victim, is a 30 year old woman. Police have allowed us to share her records with you. She in the past has been charged with stealing, usage of illegal substances, sexual abuse of a minor, and child abuse. Here is a picture of the victim."

Roxas' eye's grew wide as his body was frozen to the seat. He felt himself go clammy, his palms began to sweat, as his heart beat a mile a minute.

'That...that's...'

"Hey Roxas, are you okay?"

Roxas snapped out of his daze as the TV went black.

"Hayner! Turn it back on!"

"Not until you tell me what's wrong."

"The...the woman."

"The chick who got shot? What about her?"

Roxas swallowed the hard lump in his throat, that he hadn't noticed before. He could trust Hayner...right?

"S-She's...my mom."

The room went silent as Hayner bashed his brain for words. Hayner could feel himself go very pale, as he processed what Roxas had just told him. He had no idea what to say or do.

"Hayner?"

"Huh?"

"The TV. You promised."

"O-Oh, yeah. A-Are you sure this is okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine."

Hayner turned the TV back on as promised. But didn't really pay much attention to the box. His full attention was on a certain little blonde sitting next to him. Hayner watched him closely, as Roxas watched the TV with a very serious expressionist on his face.

"We have come to the conclusion that the victim was having an affair with the leader of Organization XIII, and the leader wasn't to happy about it. Be on the look out for any members of the gang, they are armed and very dangerous. Lock your doors and windows, and stay inside. If you see anyone with an 'X' tattoo, dial 911 immediately. Stay safe Twilight Town. This is Reporter Yuna Yakamori, Twilight Town News."

Roxas felt many things right now. But most of all; Freedom. He was free. Free from the hell, free from the abuse and harsh words, and most of all, free from her.

"Roxas...?"

"Hayner, I'm leaving."

Roxas got up suddenly and headed for the door.

"B-But wait! Where are you going?"

"To hell."

"WHAT!?"

"...My house."

"Oh, um, wait. What? No! Roxas! I'm coming with you!"

Hayner yelled as he followed the mysterious young blonde outside. Where Roxas grabbed his skateboard, and the headed to the center of Roxas' torture all these years.

"So...this is where you live."

"Wrong. Well...right. But wrong. This is where I got tortured day by day by that damn woman."

"What? Roxas, what in the hell are you talking about? Look, ever since you told me that was your mom that got shot, I've been really confused. And no you're saying she tortured you?"

Roxas sighed as he walked upstairs.

"Come on."

Hayner followed him, as he took him to his room and showed him what he was talking about. Hayner walked in, noticing the very suspicious padlocks on the door, and how dull and boring the room was. But most of all, that the window was boarded up, not allowing any sunlight in.

"Roxas...?"

Hayner didn't know what to think. He looked around the room, taking notice that along with the suspicious locks, window, and generally boring vibe the room gave off, he realized that there wasn't an actual bed. Instead, there was a very torn up looking mattress, with a basic sheet, and pillow, in place of a sturdy comforting bed like his own.

"This is it. My room. As you can see, it's no better than the rest of the house. Torn, ragged, dull, boring, hell. My hell. Welcome to my hell, Hayner."

"Roxas, what do you mean? Didn't your mom take care of you? Why are you living in a place like this?"

"Ha, did she take care of me? She's the one who did this to me! She was stupid when she was younger and had me at 14, then decided to be an amazing mom and abuse me my whole life. She took away everything I loved, Hayner. My sunlight, my music, my clothes, but most of all, my other half."

"What do you mean by 'other half'?"

"I have a twin. We're fraternal, too. But he got shipped off to my so called dad, who's just as much of a monster as my so called mother. I haven't seen him in 11 years."

Roxas' began to get very sad at the thought of his beloved twin. He missed him so much. He wondered over to his closet, reaching down in the very bottom, opening a secret compartment, and pulled out a small, cardboard box. About the size of a deck of cards. He opened it, pulling out a picture, and a necklace. He smiled at the picture, and held the necklace tightly in his hand.

'The letter'

Roxas gasped, scaring Hayner who was still trying to process everything he had been told. Roxas ran down the stairs to the kitchen, hoping his destiny would still be there. Hayner, although a bit out of it and dizzy from all the drama, ran downstairs after Roxas. Finding him in the kitchen, searching frantically.

"Roxas? What are you doing now?"

"Looking for something! Help me find a piece of paper that has 'KHAOG' on it!"

Hayner, although not really understanding what was going on, decided to help his friend. They searched and searched as the small bleach blond boy began to loose his patients and hopes.

"Ugh! Where is it?"

"I don't know. Where else could it be?"

"Nowhere! It has to be in here somewhere! Unless she burned it or something! Damn. It's over. Everything."

"Roxas, calm down. Everything's going to be okay. We'll find it."

Roxas sank to the kitchen floor, and grabbed handfuls of his luscious hair. He was convinced that everything was over before it even began. Hayner hating to see his friend in this state, continued to look for the piece of paper that his friend wanted so badly. Hayner searched and searched, but found nothing. He began to panic as Roxas' head sank lower and lower, and he became the defection of depression.

Hayner leaned against the marble counter, loosing hope as well. He looked in the opposite direction of his friend, not wanting him to be in the state he was in. Wanting nothing more than to cheer his beloved blonde up, and make him smile. As Hayner looked at nothingness, far to deep in his thoughts to actually pay attention. He noticed something white sticking out a trash can. He walked over to examine, and there it sat.

"Roxas."

The depressed blonde looked up at his friend, as a new love for the dirty blonde began to grow from that moment on. This is it. This is everything.

"H-Hayner?"

The boy jumped a good five feet in the air, and squeezed the shocked friend of his tightly. As the shocked one turned into the not so shocked, hugging back type.

"I love you, Hayner!"

"Uh..Love you, too."

Roxas took the letter out of the elders hand, and began to read, while Hayner tried very hard to control his blush.

Dear Mr. Roxas Strife,

You have been chosen to attend Kingdom Hearts Academy for the Oddly Gifted.

We do hope that you try to attend our school in which you will:

Meet people just like you, Learn to control your Odd Gift(s), Learn to use your Odd Gift(s) for good, Make friends, Find people who understand you, Live in a welcoming and comforting environment where others accept you, get a basic education, as well as an eduction in your Odd Gift(s), and any other gifts you may have.

We do hope to see you soon, and watch you grow as you go through High school and possibly College here at Kingdom Hearts Academy for the Oddly Gifted.

Until then,

Headmaster Xemnas

Roxas shook in excitement and intisapation. While Hayner again was very confused, and didn't know what was going on.

"So what's this letter about?"

"This letter is my everything. I've been accepted to Kingdom Hearts Academy for the Oddly Gifted. Do you know what this means, Hayner?"

"No. I haven't known what any of this means this entire time."

"This, this letter here, is my ticket out of this place! Out of this town, out of my nightmare, out of hell! Hayner, I can do what I've wanted to do ever since I was old enough to understand I could get away from my horrible bitch of a mom! I'm...I'm...free."

Roxas slowly began to lose all the excitement and calm down. He hopped on top of the counter, and pulled a priceless thinking face.

"What are you doing?"

"Thinking."

"About...?"

"Should...should I do this?"

"What? Leave, and go to this school?"

"Y-Yeah."

Hayner grew sad as he imagined life without the young blonde, that he loved dearly. Hayner simply couldn't bear the thought. But, if this is what was best for Roxas, and he was happy, he would manage. As long as Roxas was happy; he was happy.

"What do you mean 'should you go'? Of course you should! Roxas, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, that you can't pass up. That is, if this is what you want?"

"I-I mean. I think I'd like to go. I don't really have much to leave, so that's not a problem. It's just, w-what about my job? Or what if I don't like it there? But most of all, what about...you?"

Hayner felt his heart soar at the fact that Roxas was worried about him. That's it, Hayner was going to make sure his friend got to this school, and was happy with his life. He could get use to life without Roxas, he may not like it, but he could get use to it. Besides...the bleached blond was thinking about him after all. Could Hayner really let the small boy pass up something like this, just for him? No.

Hayner hopped up on the counter with his best friend, and put his arm around him. Swearing that he saw a slight pink come to Roxas' cheeks. But, chose to ignore that for now.

"Roxas, you can't worry about me. I'm be fine! Really, like I said, this is a once in a life time opportunity, that you can not pass up. If this is gonna make you happy. You should do it. But remember, if anything goes bad, and let's say you don't like it there. My doors always open for you. Oh, and don't worry about the job. I'm sure you can find other shelf stacking jobs, soup boy."

Hayner comforted the boy giving his soft locks a good ruffle. Roxas felt on top of the world right now. Hayner really was a good friend. One he would have to keep, for sure.

"Thanks Hayner."

"No problem, kiddo."

The two boys sat on the counter, watching time go by, and the sunset outside from the kitchen window. The young blondes could feel their bonds getting stronger, and their friendship growing. While the not so troubled soul was beginning to enjoy the feeling of peace, and could feel his life completely turning around as excitement coursed threw him from his toes to his finger tips.

Thank you for reading! More chapters to come.

Until next time,

NinjaChan97