Disclaimer: don't own it :c Square Enix does alon with Disney.

Author's Notes: blubber! Lol so tomorrow I'm leaving to drive to Tennessee with my parents, so I'm gonna be doing a lot of updating tonight and tomorrow! :D there you go, that's what u guys get for reading this story. But yush, so kately I've been getting ideas from songs, and one song thathot my mind exploring is; Brian Damage by I Am Empire. I love the song! It's in Radio 88.7(in Ohio) and its an awesome radio station! But anyway, Enjoy~


I stood outside the brightly lit up play place, I pray to god I wasn't going to regret this. As I stepped inside, the smell of bleach and plastic made me feel woozy. Children stared at me in disbelief, I made my way to the closet employee I could find.

"Hey you," I stated bitterly, I hated children being around me. This was definitely a bad idea. The dirty blonde employee turned around to meet my gaze. The next thing I heard was glass shattering. I raised an eye brow, I leaned over the counter to see glass and water over the floor.

"V-Vanitas! I d-didn't know you were h-here!" He stuttered, Do I know this kid? He quickly bent over to pick up the remains of the cup.

"Hey! Don't touch that, you'll cut yourself." I slid over the counter. I landed on my knees onto the hard, poorly carpeted floor. His palatinate eyes widened in shock as he fell back. This kid certainly was jumpy.

"I-I'm sorry..." He looked down at the crystal like shards. He sighed and reached to pick them up again.

"Hey!" He jumped back in response, "What did I say?"

"S-Sorry!" He backed away once again, this time not returning. He stayed in place on the floor as I placed each shard into my hand. His eyes watched me like a hawk, he looked oddly familiar.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"V-Ventus McCartney." He choked.

"I'm Vanitas-" I started.

"Irino. You're Vanitas Irino." This kid knew his facts, I wonder what else he knew about me.

"Tell me what else you know." I stated, his eyes widened as if I told him he'd won the lottery.

"Y-Your parents own the stripper bar, down the street. Electric Dancers. You're in your 3rd year of High school, your locker number is 694. And you picked that locker because it's rumored that '69' is your favorite position." His cheeks flushed as he looked down at his lap shyly.

He had most of his facts right, except the last one. It was a coincidence that I got that locker, But obviously a bitch went and told everybody I asked for it. Fucking bitch.

"Close, I got it normally. I didn't ask for that locker. How did you know that was my locker?" It's not like everybody knew my locker.

"I'm the locker below yours." Memories of dropping books and paper on him came rushing back. I chuckled and he looked away shyly.

"Sorry, about all those times I dropped shit on you." He shrugged.

"I don't mind, it happens a lot." My eyes narrowed to slits, what does he mean he didn't mind?

"What do you mean by that?" His eyes widened, I have a feeling he wasn't suppose to say that.

"Oh n-nothing I mean it just, happened a lot with you so I got used to it." He looked down at the glass in my hands. He was lying.

"Tell me the truth or I'll shove this glass down your throat." I wasn't actually going to, but he was to much of a pussy to know.

"A-alright! I'll tell you. It's just, I get bullied a lot. I only have a few friends, but I would never drag them into something like that." He sighed, all of a sudden I felt my stomach turn in knots. Was It because of that threat I gave him?

"S-sorry, I wasn't going to make you swallow glass." I placed my hand above the garbage can and poured the contents into the plastic. He nodded and placed his hands on the floor to push himself up, he quickly pulled his hand away from the floor yelping.

I looked up to see drops of blood falling to the carpet, "Shit." I swiftly helped the injured teen up and looked at his hand. A small, but deep, red cut shone brightly on his hand.

"Don't move, alright?" He nodded, I quickly pressed my lips to the red cut. I could feel his pulse increase dramatically. I lifted my head away from his hand, a small chip of glass resting on my bottom lip.

I spit the sharp shard into the garbage and licked the remaining blood off my lips. My eyes found there way to Ventus's. His cheeks were flushed pink. I smirked, he quickly looked away to avoid me seeing.

"That was so cute!" I looked down with widened eyes to see a small girl. She had her brown hair tied back into a braid, a bucket of tickets in hand.

Ventus quickly went into work mode, "What prize would you like?"

"I wanna see your friend kiss you!" The girl's smile shined brighter than the lights that cover the place. I walked over to the small girl.

"10 tickets for each kiss," I stated.

"What happens if I give you 30?" She challenged.

"I'll kiss him and I'll make him scream my name," I smirked my devious smirk. She liked she liked the sound of that.

"Vanitas! This is a kids place!" He warned, "I could get fired!"

"And then you can get a job at Electric Dancers." I stated.

"My daddy says that's for big boys!" The girl commented, "I bet you could be dressed up as a really pretty girl!" She smiled sweetly, "But, your kinds flat chested."

I laughed, "How old are you?" I questioned.

"6!" She held up 6 tiny fingers proudly. I smiled and rubbed her head.

"This ones for you kid," I firmly grabbed Ventus ass, he yelped. He had a nice ass, better than most the girls in our school. The small girl giggled happily, I then pulled the blonde close and kissed him forcefully.

"Thank you!" The small girl chanted. She placed 30 tickets on the counter and ran off. I glanced over at the flustered boy, he was slightly shocked.

"Hey, you alright?" I stood in front of the blonde boy, lifting his chin so he stared at me directly.

"Y-You were my first kiss.." He stuttered. My eyes widened.

"Shit! I am so sorry!" I exclaimed, "I'll just leave!" I quickly hopped to the other side of the counter. I ran out the front door. He probably didn't wanna see me again. Fuck! I always have a way to screw shit up!


Author's Notes: teehee! That little 6 year old was totally me when I was 6! And yes people, I've know about Yaoi for more than half my life! Because Im just that awesome. Lol :3 but yes this chapter is about a week old? Yeah so I gotta get to updating. Tomorrow is Monday! :D not really but for Sora and the gang it is x3 and I about to start school soon. I'll just write stories instead of doing actual homework. XD I'd get in so much trouble. Because all the teachers in my school hate me because I got snake bites! X3 but anyway, next update will be in like 10 minutes!