Angelofdeath67: Hello probably homosexual boys and rabid yaoi fan girls, I just want to reiterate that the characters will no doubt be acting in an ooc fashion AND I don't own

Kingdom Hearts or its characters…because people under the age of 18 wouldn't be able to play it then O.O Yes…its rated M for future stuff…but its fine not as M for now…but later

the lemon bunny will probably come along…so if you want…you can choose who is seme…I might not listen but meh…it'll help me decide :D Now on with this crap I laughably call a

story.

(And yes…the entire story will be from Roxie's point of view switching to Sora's point of view when noted :D)

Roxas: Don't call me that!

Sora: I think its cute!

Angelofdeath67: Both of you pipe it so they can get on with the story!

~And so it begins~

~Roxas~

I'm in the forest…but it feels different from before. The soft and grainy feel of the dry earth is rough against my palms. I want to open my eyes, but my lids feel heavy…like something is

pressing against them. I try and push myself up off my position on the ground…but find I have no strength to do so. I hear whispers around me, little voices in my ears…male by the tone.

There is a calming air around it when you know that you're not alone.

I listen and hear it, a solitary voice directed at me…so sweet and innocent sounding. The person can't be bad right? It chirps in my ear, soft and caring. "Are you awake?" it asks, the

melancholy tone warm and soothing. I feel a sharp pain, sitting up violently, the world still dark, my eyes still closed. It hurts….IT HURTS…my body feels like a rag doll, scratched and

tortured in pain…more like a voodoo doll then. My chest burns hot, and my head feels like I've smacked it into a tree a few thousand times…hammering again and again and AGAIN!.

I hear the voice again, hushing…cooingly lightly,"Shhhh, just lie down," the voice says sweetly, "I'll take care of you." It says calmly and sincerely. What happened to me…where am I…who

am I…what…what is going on… I turn my head towards the location of the voice, muffled voice saying sadly, "Who…am I?" It hurts…this pain of not knowing…not knowing anything…do I

know who this is helping me…does he know me…is he some kind of kidnapper? No…he's to nice to be that…but…what is going on…! The voice coos at me, I hear the sadness in his voice

like daggers inside of me. "Shhh, just rest for now… just rest." I obey…I don't know why but…I feel safe here…with this boy. And then…everything stops…still black..still dark…asleep.

~Sora~

I look sadly at the boy, his condition is awful…cuts and bruises all along his torso…freshly cut little paper thin slices. It must really hurt for him…his pale skin making them pop even more. I

sigh heavily, just watching him sleep, he wasn't in pain when he slept. I looked outside the little structure we were in, everyone was going about their daily business as usual in the camp.

I might as well say this now…I am with this camp…the bandit camp where the Bandit Queen rules…my mother in fact. I look back down at the beautiful boy, his golden locks messed with

dirty, his eyes bandaged just above his nose. I look sadly down at him…he is so beautiful…but in so much pain it breaks my heart.

The boy stirs a bit, hands gripping at the dirt again, "Sleep…you need you rest.." I whisper softly to him, trying my best to reassure him… it was the least I could do. I look at him, his

breath becoming more mellow as he drifted back off into sleep. Someone enters the tent shaped area. I look over to see my brother…Vanitas. "How's the boy?" he asks with a bit of a

smirk…only vanitas would find this situation funny. I look over to my brother…the pride of the bandit clan…proud warrior and best fighter save for our mother. "A little better I think…" I say

to him, a little hope in my voice, "he'll be fine…I think." True I was no fabled warrior as my brother, but I wasn't useless…the best medic in the camp…despite my meager age of 15. Vanitas

nods, "Good, I'd hate to see your little crush die." He says with a little smirk, teasing me as always. I pout a little, frowning at him, "Shut up Van!" I yell at him…he always made fun of me…

its what brothers do best.

I look back down at the boy, a small pained look crosses his face for an instant and it twinges at my heartstring. He doesn't remember anything…who was he… I didn't know…but I wanted

to know…is that bad? Maybe Van is right…maybe I do have a little crush on this boy…he is pretty cute. I shake my head, no…he's injured and alone…you can't do that to someone who's

already so hurt and sad…maybe we can be friends at least…maybe.

I sigh a little as Van leaves the tent, looking back down at the boy I let my hands ghost over his torso…covered by wrappings for the cuts. His cute little belly button was still free…all the

way down the seam line of his pant. I would admit this to no one else..but this boy…I LIKE him. I'm not one to go around labeling gay or straight…but for me…I guess I would have to go

with the first. I've never thought about anyone in that way…not once…but this boy…he's different…special.

I see him stir a little more, wiping the chocolate locks from my face, putting my hand on his shoulder reassuringly. "everything is going to be fine," I whispered to him…his body tensed a

little under my touch…its to be expected…but it still stung a little in my heart. Best leave him be for now…*sigh*

~Chapter End~

Angelofdeath67: Tell me what you thought of the first chapter *evil grin* Don't worry…it'll get better later…this is pretty much just the foundation for the rest :D

Roxas and Sora both gulp.

Angelofdeath67: psh, you boys know your gonna have some fun ;)