Hello everyone! I finally updated! Yay! I am soooooooooo sorry that I haven't updated in like over a month or something!(some way to start a fanfic) I will try not to be so bad next time! I was going to make this chapter longer than it is, but I decided to stop it short and post it! :) So sorry if its not really long! Anyways, back to the story!

I don't own kindom hearts; sad but true :(


Chapter one:

I walked up to the office door sulking. While I had hurried away I had forgotten my skateboard. I stood there a second with my forehead pressed against the door. I had gotten in trouble one too many times. And this office was getting waaaay too familiar. I sighed as I turned the doorknob and stepped inside.

The principle looked up to see me practically fall into the big chair in front of his desk.

"Hello Roxas." He said looking back down at the paper work he had on his clumped on his desk. He had small old glasses that seemed too big for his head. He was losing hair too. And fast. He had more hair at Christmas than he did now. Well no duh, but you get the idea. His outfit seemed a little outdated. Not that I really know anything about fashion. I've just, you know, heard it from some girls. Ahem.

"So what is it this time?" His talking slapped me back into reality. "Well.." I shut up and handed him the paper that jerk of a teacher gave me after I ran off. He fixed his glasses and adjusted distance of the paper. "Hmm." He hummed thoughtfully. "Skateboarding in the hallways..and down the stairs!" He chuckled. "This one's knew." I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. I don't know why but when he found what I got in trouble funny made me feel kind of awkward. I don't know.

"Well," He started, this time more serious. "You have a choice this time mister. You can either have detention for the rest of the semester" I sunk in my seat. The semester had only just started. "Or you could volunteer for one of the clubs."

I sprang up. "Yeah! Yeah I'll do that!" I said happy to have any chance of getting out of detention for the semester.

He scratched his chin before continuing. "Ok. Here is the list of things you could volunteer for." He looked though a couple of layers of papers before handing it over. I took the papers and quickly glanced over the things on the list. Of course I was going to choose the easiest one.

"I'll try…cleaning." How bad could it be? My mom had forced me to clean my room a couple of times, it's not like I haven't done it before. Then he said, "If you can't for some reason do the job, you can always do a different one. But don't think you can just change jobs every time you want to. Don't forget this is still punishment, even if I am cutting you some slack. You have been here too many times for my taste." He winked. And I grinned. Sometimes I swear I loved that old geezer.

Once out of the office I decided to go back for my skateboard. I didn't want it to get stolen. It was probably the one thing in the world I minded losing.

But when I got there it was gone. "What the? Where the heck is my skateboard?" Yelling that earned me a few glances. I ran up and grabbed so random guy's collar, pushing him off balance. "Did you see what happened to my skateboard?" He grabbed my wrists to try and rip them off. "What the heck is wrong with you?"

I let him go; pretty sure he had no idea. He left mumbling something. Probably cursing. Of course that earned me some more stares. I scratched the back of my head awkwardly. That jerk probably took it. I looked around one more time before leaving frustrated.

"What should I do?" I said to myself. That was a bad habit I would have to fix, because honestly talking to yourself isn't really normal. Believe it or not. But losing my skateboard had only happened once before. And I ended up getting a new one. I sat down at a table in the cafeteria, even though it wasn't my lunch time. I didn't care. Stuff like this always put me in a bad mood. And then I remembered what that old geezer told me, that I'd have to do volunteer work. I winced.

Unfortunately I didn't have any more time to look for it. I had to get to the cleaning people or whatever so I could start this stupid thing. And get it over with.

-0-

"Huh." The woman tilted her head slightly to the side. "That's new." I sighed. "yeah, he said he was sick of me being in the office.." That was mostly true, but I was actually really grateful. I think if I had been stuck in there one more time I would have cracked.

"Well sorry Roxas but we don't have any openings for you. Maybe you could do something else." The way she said it sounded more like a command than a suggestion. Why were there no openings anyways? It's not like people liked cleaning right? It just didn't make any since. I opened my mouth to complain, but the look that lady gave me made me think twice.

After that short discussion I decided to look at the list again. There weren't many things I could do. Only about four or five. Of course I knew there were more things I could do beside these, but these were probably the worst. According to me anyways.

It still amazed me how much he knew about me. He probably had a whole folder on me straight from the government. I shivered, but decided that was too stupid to be true. "Next not so bad thing on the list…cafeteria.." Ugh. Never mind about it not being so bad. I had promised myself that I would never work at the cafeteria again. Not after what happened last time. Well, let's just not go there…not again. I shivered for the second time.

"Are you cold Roxas?" A familiar voice asked. I turned to see my also blonde sister Namine. "No, of course not." I said scrunching up my nose. "What do you want?" She replied with a small smile and said, "Oh nothing. Just wondering if you were cold. You were really shaking a second ago." She followed with an imitation of my shivers. "That's not what I looked like!" I said turning to leave. I could hear her sigh as I left.

So after deciding that I wasn't even going to try the cafeteria, I headed to the next place on the list. "The sports club…" I felt my mouth fall into a small frown. I was never any good at sports. That's one of the reasons I never joined a sport. But of course I would probably end up giving out drinks for some players. That thought makes me frown even more. What a blow to a guy's pride.

I sighed as I turned the corner to see the door to the gym. Even though half the sports were outside, they all met inside before they did anything. I only knew that because my best friend was the captain of the soccer team.

"Hey Sora!" I yelled once I entered the gym. "Hey!" He jogged over from the other side of the room to meet me. "What's up?" He grabbed my hand that I offered and hit my shoulder with his other hand. "Well.." I started. " I kinda got in trouble again so I have to volunteer." He shook his head. "Dude, again? And how come this is your punishment? Makes no sense to me!" He said grinning from ear to ear. "Yeah I know!"I lied, and returned the smile.

"Sora! Get your butt back over here!" The coach's yell made Sora jump. "Y-yes sir.!" He said before turning back to face me. "Come on, you can tell coach about your whole volunteer thingy." He started to leave before he waved his hand for me to follow.

As I followed him back the coach started yelling at him. "What do you think you were doing running of like that? I might even kick your—" Sora cut him off. "Uh sorry 'bout that, but my friend here needs to talk to you about something." He said swinging a hand my way, almost hitting me in the face. The coach started mumbling something about making him run more or something like that.

Sora pushed my shoulder to make me step forward a little before regaining my balance. I shot him a quick glare before looking back up at the really tall coach. For some reason he seemed to get bigger by the second."Uh..heh." I scratched the back of my head as he crossed his arms, obviously waiting for me to say something.

"Um..You see..I-um..h-here." I handed the piece of paper over. He grunted as he read the paper. "Great.." He said in a gruff voice. His tight frown turned into a knowing, dark smile. "Well Roxas, I could get you a spot as a water boy," He chuckled darkly. "but you might have to do other things as well." My eyes widened. I didn't even want to know what he meant. Some other people on his soccer team seemed to cringe when he said it too.

"I-um. Maybe this isn't the best idea." I laughed nervously. He returned to his normal frown. "And h-honestly I don't think I can carry all those drinks by myself. I'm just not in that great a shape." I sorda lied. But before he could reply I said a quick sorry and left. I hadn't been that scared for a long time.

Once the gym door was out of site I looked back at the list. The only thing left on it sounded as stupid as I felt at the moment;

Drama.

I just stood there. 'Drama.' I thought. "D.r.a.m.a." I said really slowly, as if to make sure I said it right.

I could feel my eye twitch. I could hear all my friends. Laughing. Making fun of me. Starting stupid rumors. I narrowed my eyes at the paper.

"Crap."

-0-

School was done and I had to get home soon, but I had to check with the drama freaks before I left. I groaned at the thought of volunteering for the drama club. I had been dreading all of it, but this especially. Every person I knew made fun of the drama club. Including myself. The only person I knew in the stupid club was Sora's crush, who's name I think was Kiwi…or something. I kinda didn't really ever listen to Sora on one of his rampages though.

I quickened my pace. I wanted to get this over with. I wasn't going to take my time with this; I was going to get in get out. No messing around.

Wow. I sounded like my mom at the grocery store.

I slammed the door open, and it hit the wall. "Oops." I mumbled before closing it more carefully. Thankfully it looked like no one really noticed. Everyone seemed to be caught up in their work…or whatever you call it in 'drama club'. I mentally rolled my eyes and walked up to the closet person.

"Hey." I said, but the guy didn't seem to hear me. I cleared my throat overly loud before I actually got him to turn around.

"Oh hey! You must be Roxas!" He said making the 'o' sound too long. "I know why you're here, and don't worry! We have something you can do!" Ugh. Great, of course it's the only one that has an opening. Or at least something that isn't totally terrifying to do.

"You'll be doing backstage work. You know, back behind the stage?" He laughed and nudged me with his elbow, making me bring my arm unusually close to my side. "Ok! So come on and follow meeeeee!" He laughed again and slapped his leg. I just stood there, my mouth pulled down in disgust. This wasn't going to be fun.

I trailed behind him, not really listening to what he was saying. I just watched people get onstage and offstage. Or other stuff like, rehearsing their lines or something.

"So you do that and everything else will pretty much fall into place!" His annoying voice cut into my thoughts. "Oh. Ok, whatever." I had no idea what he had just said, but I guess it didn't matter enough to ask. Either that or I was just lazy. Probably the latter.

"So can I go?" I asked and he put on a stupid frown. "What? Why would you want to go? You just got here!" I stood there just staring at him. And him at me. It was the most strange and awkward moment in my life-or close to it. "So…can I go?" I asked again stupidly. He crossed his arms and put on a more serious look. "We kinda need you here today. We were starting to lose people, and we're lucky we got you so quickly." I sighed and my shoulders slumped in defeat. "Fine." He put his stupid face back on and said, "Good!"

I made my way back behind the stage, up some uneven staircases. I stopped and looked at all the junk everywhere. I was starting to think maybe I should have listened.

"Yo! We need part five's background up man!" Some random guy I had never met before started yelling at me. I just stood there frozen. "Yeah, I should have listened."

"What'd you say?" I shook my head. "Nothing! Just a second!" I started looking around for some sort of background thingy. And of course it was waaaaay up there. "How the heck do you get up there?" I scratched my head looking for something to try to get it down with. I grabbed a long broom and started to try to whack it down somehow. I had no idea what I was doing.

"What the heck are you doing!" I snapped my head to face the angry voice. "I-uh…" I brought the broom down to place it against the wall. The yelling woman had red hair. It looked about the same as her ears at the moment. She was obviously not happy. But anyone could tell you that.

"I was trying to get the background, uh thingy down." I pointed to the background hanging above. Just then she gave me the ugliest face I'd seen a girl make in a long time. "Are you stupid! You don't do it that way at all!" Ok. Now she was getting annoying. "Tch! Whatever, like I care how you do it! I didn't want to be here in the first place." I crossed my arms and matched the face she gave me. "Ugh! You're an idiot!" She said as she pushed past me, and started messing with something that brought the background down.

"My name is Roxas." I glared at her as she walked by. She rolled her eyes. "I don't care!" She stormed out onto the stage. I had no idea who she was. But at that moment I really couldn't care less. I didn't like her.

So after a very long, stressful afternoon I finally got to leave. After of course, the club meeting.

"So everyone. As you all know, we have a play coming up at the end of the semester and its very important." He continued to talk, but I didn't listen again. It didn't have anything to do with me. I was just going to have to get the backgrounds down (which I learned how to do) and put up props, and other backstage stuff or whatever. Get in get out. Nothing to it.

"And we have a new member!" He swung his hand in my direction. "Everyone, this is Roxas!" My head flicked up. "Ah, ah ha ha. No. I'm not a member. I'm just volunteering here because I got in trouble." I waved my hands in front of my face. I heard the redhead scoff.

"In trouble or not, you are still helping out so you're as much a part of this group as the rest of us!" Some nodded, and some just stared. "Uh..sure."

"Ok everyone I'll see you tomorrow!" I jumped up off my seat, grabbed my bag and left. Someone run up to walk next to me.

"Oi!" I turned to see who the voice was. And once I did, I had to look up a little. "Oh, hey." I replied to the tall red head. "I'm Axel." He jerked a thumb up to point at himself. "You're Roxas right? I heard you get yelled at by cherry head." He made a stupid face. I frowned. "Yeah. What's her problem anyways?" He shrugged. "No idea. She's just naturally mean I guess. Oh yeah and her name is Kairi. Sorry, I get so used to calling her cherry head all the time. She hates it though." He laughed before turning back to look at me."Well, I gotta go. See ya!" His two front fingers flicked off his forehead. Then he ran off.

"Huh. Kairi.." So I had gotten her name wrong. Wait. Sora liked her? Was he crazy? Heck, she was crazy!

Man did that guy have bad taste.

One thing was for sure. I am going to really hate this semester.