Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, it's owned by Square soft and Disney. I also don't own Final Fantasy. I do own Yoko, Miroku, and Luca. And 'Saki' is a band that I made up, and any songs from that band (unless otherwise noted) were written by me.

Warning: In some chapters, there will be Shounen-ai, Yaoi, rape, (not a lot), and Lemon. So if that does not appeal to you, leave now and do not review saying how sick I am.

In this chapter: Language, angst, rape, suicide, murder, and self-mutilation.

Note: Flames will be used for Sora and Riku to snuggle up together in front of a warm fireplace.

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"Yoko?" Riku asked quietly. She turned to him. Her eyes were red rimmed, and her cheeks were shiny. She was crying…

"Hi!" She put on a fake smile. Riku walked over to her, sat next to her. Sora stood there, and Riku motioned for him to come sit on the other side of Yoko.

"What's wrong?" Sora whispered.

"Nothing! Nothing, really. I just…think the sunset is beautiful! It makes me…cry!" Riku raised an eyebrow at her, and Sora crossed his arms and imitated Riku's eyebrow-raising.

"Yoko, you're lying. What's wrong?" Sora asked. She sobbed, and before he knew it, he was holding her in his lap, stroking her hair, and whispering nonsense words of comfort in her ear. She eventually stopped, and he wiped the tears from her eyes.

"It's just…It's just it's been getting to me lately. My…my life. I hate my life!" She screamed.

"Yoko…" Riku rubbed her back to try and calm her down.

I'm sorry…You guys won't understand…"

"Tell us, and we will."

"…"

"…Yoko..." Sora said.

"We're here to help you, not watch you cry your eyes out." Riku finished.

"Alright. I'm ready. Prepare yourself, for you might be shocked. It's probably worse than you expected."

"O-Okay." Sora nodded, and moved to sit next to Riku. They held hands and Sora was squeezing Riku's. Riku was still rubbing Yoko's back. It seemed to have calmed her down.

"Well, we can start with this…take off my glove, fishnet arm warmer, and wristband." Riku obeyed, and they gasped. There were countless scars in her wrist, criss-crossing in unknown patterns.

"What the hell…?" He ran his hand over them. Sora covered his mouth with his hands, shock plastered on his face.

"Don't be shocked at that. That's only the beginning!" She said, and sighed.

"Here goes. There are a lot of things that have happened to me, which explains these. The last time I cut myself was three weeks ago. I'll tell you why later. When I was younger, my father raped me on a daily basis. I was too scared to fight back."

Sora could tell he was going to start crying. She sobbed some more, and went on.

"I came home from school one day, only to find my house covered in blood. My mother was lying on the ground with pain and shock in her eyes, and she had what seemed like hundreds of marks from being stabbed. The autopsy showed she was stabbed 37 times."

"Wow…." Sora whispered.

"A-and he ripped out her heart. It was lying a few inches from her…it was horrible…" She buried her face in her hands and cried harder. Riku soothe talked her and she calmed down again. "My dad….he jumped off the roof of my house. He landed right on top of our fence. I-it…" She couldn't go on. She bowed her head and took in a deep, shaky breath.

"Shh…it's okay…"Riku whispered.

"Wait, have ever told anyone this?" Sora asked. She shook her head.

"Just Kairi."

"Okay, go on."

"I remember running from my house, covered in blood, and I was screaming. My neighbors found my dad's suicide note, and they made Paine come home from college so she and Vincent could take care of me. I was only ten years old. My mother was raped by my father 15 years ago, so yes, I am a rape child. My mom was only twelve when she conceived me."

"Oh…my…" Sora's eyes filled with tears for her. He felt sorry she had been through something at age 15 that no one should ever go through in their life.

"Go on." Riku said.

"I have tried committing suicide four times. I tried to cut myself really deep twice, I took an overdose of aspirin once, and I jumped from my bedroom window once, but none were successful.

"I'm really glad you didn't succeed... Now, if you don't mind me asking, what about your ex-boyfriend?" She half sighed, half sobbed.

"Well, if you insist. I remember I was at my boyfriend, Miroku's house. He was upstairs, supposedly taking a shower, and I was making toast for breakfast. I remember hearing a cry of pain, and I ran upstairs, and he was sitting, fully clothed in a bathtub filled with bloody water. There was a bloody knife on the floor next to the bathtub, and his golden eyes seemed lifeless, full of nothingness."

"Oh my god. Are you sure you want to go on?"

"…Yes…"

"Alright…what happened to him?" Riku was the one to talk now. Sora rested his head on Riku's shoulder, and was letting silent tears run down his face.

"I could tell the blood was gushing from his wrists, which were underwater. I screamed, and jumped in the tub full of bloody water, hugging him tightly, crying, and screaming 'no, no, no, no, NO!' over and over again. I still remembered his last words… He could barely talk…he said, 'Yoko, I don't deserve to live. Everything has been taken from me. Don't cry. I will always love you.' And before I could tell him I loved him back, his body suddenly felt limp, and eyes closed, and he died right there in my arms."

Tears began streaming down her face again.

"That was three weeks ago. That was also the last time I tried committing suicide by slitting my wrists." Yoko said that last word, and began balling. Riku couldn't help but feel so sad. Someone so broken turned into a pretty, nice, happy teenager with a whole career to look foreword to. He held her close, and cried silently with her.

"…W-Why did he do that?" He said silently.

"…Well, Miroku had a sister that was one year older than him. She was always jealous of him, for reasons I don't know. She got one of her friends to rape him one day, and he became…well…I guess you could call it 'gothic'. He was still the same Miroku I knew, but more depressed. I slit my wrists before he did, but he did start slitting his wrists. I discovered his sister who was named Luca had gotten upset, and committed suicide. As much as he was angry at her, she was still flesh and blood. Then…well…" She looked at him.

"No one deserves to go through that…"

"Really, it's okay. That's why I became a singer, so I could just leave it all behind, or at least try to."

"I understand…" Riku said, and they looked over at Sora, who was crying.

"I-I'm so sor-sorry!" He wailed, and cried. Yoko tilted her head to the side, and felt a weak smile break on her face.

"Sora…it's okay. Really." She said, and he nodded, but sobbed a bit anyway.

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"I'm sick…" Yoko moaned the next day. "I don't think I can go with you guys…" Wakka, Tidus, and Riku were in her room, trying to get her to go.

"What are you sick with?" Wakka asked, and Yoko sniffed.

"I don't know. Paine had a bad cold, so I think I got it from her. I should feel better by tomorrow."

"Someone should stay with you, since Paine and Vincent are out at the main Island…"

"I will!" Wakka said.

Dammit. I wanted to make sure she didn't do anything drastic after last night. Riku thought

"Good idea. It will help, since you want to be a doctor when you grow up." Tidus said. Yoko smiled.

"Thanks Wakka! Guys please try and be back at around 5:30 so you can help with decorating in case I'm still in bed. I will sing, no matter what!"

"Okay, great! See you in about…" Tidus checked his watch. "eight hours!" Yoko and Wakka nodded, and Riku gave her a worried glance. She shook her head and smiled reassuringly. Not feeling any better, he forced a smile, and walked out.

"Riku, wait up!" Tidus almost tripped trying to follow him.

"So, Yoko. You okay? If not, I'll get ya somethin'. If yes, I'll just watch TV downstairs." She laughed, and gave him a serious look.

"I would like some water, and if I were really, REALLY, REALLY sick, would you leave me upstairs and watch whatever the hell you want downstairs?" She smiled. He looked worried.

"I…u-uh…"

"Hey, I'm kidding! I don't need anything, but can you get me that journal over there?" Wakka looked over his shoulder, and nodded.

"Thanks, Wacky, erm, I mean, Wakka." She smiled innocently.

"Ha, ha. Very funny. Yell if ya need somethin'." Wakka laughed, pat her on the head, and walked out. He was only a year older than her, but he acted like he was her 20 year old brother, but at least he didn't try and flirt with her or anything. She looked down at her diary.

"Hello. Time to write!"

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"We're BACK!" Sora yelled into Yoko's house, and they discovered Wakka snoring on the couch, and X-rated material was playing on the TV.

"Oh, that's unsanitary!" Selphie wrinkled her petite nose.

"No, it's absolutely delightful!" Riku said, and stared.

"Ugh…Yoko?" Kairi yelled. She, Selphie, Tidus, and Sora walked upstairs. Yoko was also sleeping, and she was holding a small, blue notebook up to her chest. Kairi recognized it as her diary.

"I'm just going to…" Sora slipped over, took the diary, and he sat on the floor. The others sat behind him, and they all read the entry earlier that morning.

Dear Diary,
Something strange is happening. I've been having dreams about a girl…she is pretty, and she looks like my beloved, Miroku. She keeps telling me to kill myself…I don't know what to do. I told Riku and Sora about me last night…it was hard, but I handled it. I would be devastated if they found out I had cut myself minutes after I arrived home, and today while Wakka was sleeping. I'm scared…I don't want to have the same fate as my Beloved…

All of them stared in disbelief.

"What the…no…" Sora muttered.

"Why, Yoko…" Kairi could feel a lump in her throat.

"What should we do?" Sora whispered.

"I don't know…but we should show this to Paine." Tidus said, and he looked at Kairi. She nodded.

"That's a good idea. I don't think she'll go ballistic, since she was a cutter herself." Kairi gave him a sad smile.

"Let's go…she needs to get ready for tonight." Selphie left, and the others followed, but Sora made sure he put the notebook right back where it was.

It was going to be a long night.

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Sorry I made it so angsty. Anyways, please R&R!

Yoko: -sniff-

Sumomo: Yesh. Review at least up to 20 and make poor Yoko happy.

Thank you reviewers!

P.S – Zomg. Brooke and I were just sitting in our hotel room (It's 9:30pm here) and we were just talking, then someone banged on our door and started yelling their ass off at us for being loud, but we were being really quiet. It was scary and definitely not the shmecks. D:

Well…just wanted to tell you. :B

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