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"C'mon! Can't you just talk to them about it?" a ghost asked, fallowing the little boy. "They need to know that I don't blame them. I don't hate them. This isn't their fault."

Sora, only eight years old, sighed, looking up at the ghost. "I can't do that. People don't believe me when I say I see ghosts." he said. He ducked down a bit when other students stopped to laugh, making comments about him. "Please… just cross over… make it easier on yourself. Plus, if I'm doing the math right, you've been dead twenty years. They probably came to terms with your death."

"But I need to make sure they know this… please." the ghost pleaded.

"I'm sorry… I can't help." Sora mumbled. It hurt when he couldn't help others. "Just… try to cross over?"

"I'll try… I'm sorry for making things hard." The ghost then looked when a few kids shouted some taunts at Sora. "Humph. They wouldn't be so eager to tease you if they knew what you dealt with… there's worse than me."

"Ain't that the truth." Sora sighed. He then squeaked when someone shot a spitball at him, it smacking him in the cheek. Seeing that, the others just laughed. He scowled and wiped it off of his face.

"Oh, that's it." the ghost said before disappearing. The next thing that happened was a huge gust of wind attacking the other children who were taunting and laughing at Sora, bringing papers around to smack them.

"Run! He's cursed!"

"He really is a freak!"

"Oops, didn't mean to make it worse." the ghost said, returning to Sora.

"Hopefully it'll make them think twice before the next time." Sora said. "Now, find the light and cross over. You do see it, right?"

"Well..." The ghost looked around before nodding. "Yes, I do see it."

"Then cross over; it's in your best in...inter… um… it's good for you." Sora said.

"Be strong, little one." the ghost said before disappearing, going to cross over.

Sora nodded and went to where his backpack was hanging with his hoodie. He stopped and sighed. His books he had in it that he loved to read were ruined. His favourite stuffed animal he kept in it was torn apart. Worse yet, everything smelled like they were dumped in the toilet. And all Sora could do was sit in a corner and cry until his father decided his son took too long and went in to get him.

Then came the trip to the principal's office and Saïx shouting.

"That insufferable simpleton!" Saïx grumbled, walking down the hall, carefully holding Sora's hand in his own, making sure not to squeeze too tightly or pull too hard. "Acting like this is all my son's fault just because he very perceptive of his surroundings and everyone else is so numb? When I find out which brats did it, I'm giving them and their parents a stern talking to."

"Papa?" Sora asked, looking up at Saïx. "Are we freaks?"

Saïx stopped and looked to his son. He then knelt down and shook his head. "You and I are different, it doesn't mean we're freaks." he assured. "We're gifted."

"Everyone acts like I'm bad… I even heard some tell Zexy he shouldn't hang out with me anymore." Sora mumbled. "What if he stops being my friend?"

"Now Zexion would never do that." Saïx said. "He's like my friends; remember, Uncle Xiggy and Uncle Xally like me, they don't think I'm weird. They see nothing wrong with what I do… or what you do. And Zexion feels the same." He smiled and stood back up. "How about we get ice cream on our way home, hmm? We can make milkshakes at home."

"Okay!" Sora cheered skipping along his father's side as they left the school. "What do we do about my stuff?"

"I'll get you new stuff. And if they get ruined again, the school district will be hearing from our lawyer." Saïx said, smiling. "This definitely makes me not miss school myself..."

"You were picked on, too?" Sora asked.

"Yup. Then when some of those picking on me got violent, my friends retaliated and defended me." Saïx explained. "Now, violence doesn't really solve it and if you get violent or have friends that do, you'll be called a problem child and they'll punish you instead of put the punishment where it belongs… so you need to be strong and brave."

"I'll do my best." Sora nodded. "I helped a ghost today. He also helped me by causing a whirlwind of papers and getting some kids with that."

"I bet that was hilarious." Saïx chuckled as he got Sora into the back seat of the car. "Now… remember that trick I taught you with some ghosts when you can't help them or they scare you?"

"Put on my imaginary headphones, listen to the music in my head, and ignore them. Once they see I cannot hear them, they just quiet down and leave me alone." Sora said.

"Exactly. Now… think you can use that to ignore those bullies?" Saïx asked. "Though report to me about things, too, especially if it gets physical."

"Yes, Papa." Sora nodded. "I will."

"Mm-mm-mm!" Saïx grunted as he hugged his son. "That's my big brave boy." he praised. "You're very brave. Now… if it becomes unbearable by middle school… we'll consider home schooling. Until then, hold out, okay?"

"And report what happens. Okay." Sora responded.

"Good, now, on to shopping. You wanna be a big boy and push the cart?" Saïx asked.

"Of course!" Sora sang.

Saïx chuckled and closed the door before going to the front, getting into the driver's seat. He got it going and drove off. All while doing so, he thought about Sora. Oh how similar they were. From the abilities they had to the troubles they faced. He wanted to do so much to protect him, to help him. He and his sister struggled to cope when they were much younger themselves, taking on bad habits… at least until Aqua did her best to change her ways.

They used to drink when they were younger; it wasn't too much, just enough to drown the voices of the ghosts. Their parents didn't say much about it, but they were hardly home to know what they went through. Then Aqua met Terra in school and he helped her stop the drinking and come to terms with her gift. She came to work with them, understand them, and use what she learned to help Saïx.

Now Saïx was using these skills to help his precious little boy. He won't even need to sip alcohol to handle a thing. Well… unless he's curious about the taste; Xemnas says he should be okay tasting some on occasion with us. He thought, smiling some. I'm glad I have my husband… my sweet, sweet husband… he's so accepting of who I am… and who Sora is. Indeed, and that was one of the requirements of dating and eventually marrying Xemnas, he had to be accepting of who Saïx was. And he was, no questions asked.

Heyo, lovelies!

First of the two bonus chapters! Yay!

Now, a few things. Bullying isn't cool. It's horrible. And poor little Sora had to put up with it. Remember not to bully others, dudes. And second, Xemnas thinking it's okay for Sora, a minor, to have a taste when curious and with his parents' permission is something I actually grew up. For as long as I could remember, if I was curious and asked, my parents would let me taste their alcoholic beverages; I always ran to the sink to spit it out, though. Each family differs, though, and this doesn't mean to let children actually drink. As for Aqua and Saïx drinking when they were minors, I wanted some things to be realistic since to drown out certain problems, some people drink. But really, minors, don't go drinking, especially without permission.

Anyway, I hope you all liked this chapter and look forward to the final chapter. Until next time!

~chibi