Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own any of the characters that are brought up in this fan fiction they are under the strict ownership of Disney and Square Enix. Everything of this story is purely fan written.

Chapter 2: Change Comes With Time

Things seemed like they wouldn't change, or show any signs of changing to the way of life his Mother had gone down that had ended up in his birth, the next years seemed to pass like nothing. His mother had learned to clean up her act, she got a job with a local business firm, but even with a single mother trying to support herself and a young child, in a life of business, there were sacrifices she had to make.

"Mommy, why do you have to go out tonight, can't you stay in tonight with me?" his soft, innocent voice would've been enough to make any other mother stop at the door, turn around, embrace the boy and tell him, 'Yes, I will stay in tonight, and we'll have our own little party, how about that?'

Her eyes never left the mirror as she finished priming up her image for the night she was about to have with a man that she considered a very important client, "Roxas," it always started with that, and then ended up with an excuse, "You know Mommy has hard work to do and if Mommy doesn't work, then we don't get to live the life we've grown accustomed to."

She could reel in the most hard to crack men, and make promises she couldn't make to her son, even if his soft lips curled into a soft pout that Mommy wasn't going to stay home; he would heave the all too familiar sigh, "Okay Mommy…" then give her a soft peck on her cheek as the sound of the Babysitter ringing the doorbell rang through the room, "Auntie Aerith is here!"

"Well, I'm off then, I'll be home late, Aerith, make yourself at home," with that final word, his mom disappeared into the night without another goodbye, glance, turn of her head, not even a goodbye hug or kiss for her sweet son, "Be a good bye for Aunt Aerith, Roxas."

His soft little hand waved, halfheartedly as he saw her crawl into yet another man's car, her kisses she must have, just once, kissed him goodnight when she came home from her late business meetings, they kissed another man this time.

"Cute kid, I ever get to meet him?" the man smoothly asked as he slipped his hand into her lap, "Well?"

And like clockwork, she would lightly shutter at a man touching her so inappropriately but she didn't mind it as she calmly, coolly, and like the succubus she was, she would play him off, "Depends on how the night goes, and whether or not we can sink this deal," her charm oozed from her very smile; it was disgusting, who knew what those "meetings" and "dinner dates" really meant.

Roxas came to understand what they truly meant, they were a date so that the man could get his mom drunk, they would talk business, and then, hormones would take over and like wild animals; they would wind up in the man's bed, spooning one another. She would leave his house before his wife could find them out, the deal would be sealed right then there she would come home, catch a few hours sleep, and be ready to conquer the business world with the same spark as she had that night before. Years rolled on by, many dinner dates and meetings later; she started to give up on the game of it all, the men no longer interested her.

They were either married, recently married, too old, perverted, inexperienced, or gay, "ROXAS, GET DOWN HERE A MINUTE!" her voice bellowed up the stairway as it found itself meeting the roadblock that was the boy's bedroom door, "ROXAS!"

Music could be heard blaring from his room, loud, screaming, and inaudible music, who could tell what the bands were actually singing about, "The dragon's awake and she's already roaring," he rolled over on his side as he turned the stereo down, the sheet pooling around his waist.

A delicate arm wrapped around his shoulders, the girl's fingertips playing with the bumps on his slight chiseled figure as her lips traced dancing kisses up and down the side of his hickey riddled neck, "…I guess I'll see you at school?" her blonde hair draped to her shoulders as she wrapped her arms around his chest, her head nuzzling into the back of his neck, "Roxas?"

"You should get out of here…if she finds you up here, she'll not only skin me, she'll have the cops up here so fast you won't see school tomorrow…" his hands brushed hers off as he stood up, the sheet falling off his body, revealing his soft backside, and the one thing all the girls loved about him, "…If I'm not grounded for my report card, which I'm sure she's bellowing about, I'll see you at school."

Her delicate fingers curled the sheet back up around her chest as she started to gather up her scattered clothes, but a thought crossed her thoughts for a moment, "…Well, how about if I don't see you tomorrow," she came up behind him, draping her arms around his waist, and moving her hands into the place he seemed to excel in, all the girls knew he could excel in this place, "…How about one little quickie before I gotta dart out of your secret cave before the cave comes to steal me away?"

His head shook, as he took hold of her hands before she could make any further moves, "You keep talking like that and someone's gonna take you for being a whore, Namine," he reached for his boxers and jeans, but she was still insistent on getting more from him, her hand reaching out and fondling him as he bent over to grab his clothes told a lot about her, "Namine…please…stop this."

"Not till you get back here in bed, and give me what I want," her voice was harsh; it reminded him too much of his mother, whenever she failed to get a deal broken because the man wasn't into spooning his date to seal the deal, Roxas would end up being the one to suffer, "If you don't, so help me, I'll scream and tell your mom that you drugged me, dragged me here, and raped me…No cop or any other authority figure would believe a boy's word over a girl."

Her smile was devious, dangerous, he was always hooked in by it; even her fingers gave off a lot as they continued to trace each corner of the object she was fondling; he would've given anything for her to stop; his shoulders softly heaved out of giving into the girl's demands, "…Fine," his hands dropped the clothes as the other worked the stereo up again, louder then before as the sounds of gasps, moans, the bed groaning under the wild rollercoaster were masked, this time, it wasn't Namine getting the end of this rollercoaster, …You really are a whore, Namine, and I'm an idiot for even getting involved with you…Note to self…sarcastically thank Kairi for the hook up.

Music is meant to soothe the savage beast, but it wasn't going to soothe the beast atop Roxas until it was finally over; she gathered up her clothes, and redressed in front of him, letting him see her dress again, "Mnh…Roxas, you know, maybe I should hook you up with my friend's cousin, he's a brunet, you would like him; he's got about the same style of hair as you…It would be kinda hot if you two got together, and maybe," she leaned over onto the bed at him where he laid on his back from the 'rollercoaster', "…If you are open to it…and wouldn't mind a third wheel in the room, maybe I could film your little fun."

"Get out," his voice cut like a dagger through the sickening air of hot sex, his eyes never left the ceiling, "Didn't you hear me or are you deaf from the stereo?" he shoved her without regard and without looking where his hand had landed to shove her, "I said to get the Hell out of here, slut."

Roxas had never been beaten as a child, his mother never resorted to such things because she was never around to see if he ever acted up to reprimand him, but, the moment Namine's hand hit his face, it was the first time he had ever felt reprimanded, "You boys are all the same, you are all assholes," she fixed her top as she took her leave through his bedroom window, the same way she had entered to wake him from his studies and get the party started as you might say, "…Think about my proposition, Roxas, it would make a nice little snuff film to cash in and earn some extra cash besides that lazy job you have after school to get the Hell out of your dragon of a Mother's house sooner, and so we can be together sooner."

Pillow connected with closed window as he winced lightly, Damn Namine…you are too rough when it comes to quickies…I can't even move now…

"ROXAS NATHANIAL JACOBSON, DOWN HERE, NOW!" his mother's voice wasn't going away anytime soon, as the sounds of My Chemical Romance's I Don't Love You came on as if it was waiting to play at the right moment.

He shifted over on his side as he placed his feet down on the floor of his bedroom, they brushed against strewn clothes, the same ones he was planning to get into before Namine forced him into sex, again, "…Better extinguish the dragon's rage before she finds out what was going on up here…"

Whenever Namine came over, she would wear the same damn perfume, Calvin Klein, and the moment they started getting really into it, the smell of her sweat dripping off from the heated rollercoaster would start mixing with that awful smelling perfume. It made the room smell like a Boy's Locker Room, but luckily for Roxas, he was a slight neat freak so he always had Frebreeze at his bedside table as he sprayed the air to hide her scent.

Dragon claws were tapping on the kitchen counter, drumming out the death march for the blonde as he padded down the carpeted stairwell into the kitchen where he met the all too familiar sight of his mother; cigarette hanging from her lips, her hair a shamble and her top halfway open, Great, she's drunk, pissed, and lacking intimacy…not mention the fact I just got through with someone almost like her, but younger…

"You beckoned for my presence, oh great Mother of mine," once again, he felt the sting of a woman's hand across his face, Yep…she's drunk

She sneered through the halfway burnt filtered cancer stick hanging off her lips, "Don't be an ass, you speak to me with respect you little bastard," she took a pamphlet that was sitting on the corner, and gave him another dose of pain, but on the other side of his face, "Care to explain to me what this, smart ass?"

It took him a few seconds to bring himself back to reality from her drunken anger, "…A pamphlet?" …Even though I know damn well what it is…I'm just seeing how long you'll drag this out

"Nice try, wise ass," she whacked him again as she wretched his right arm out, "Roll up your sleeve…for every grade I see below a 'B', you are going to get this," she demonstrated as she ground the lit cigarette into his arm.

He knew not to wince or show pain on his face when she was drunk and pissed, it would save him from further pain and from her driving it further into his shoulder, "…Y-Yes, Ma'am."

"Good, now, let's see what we've got here," she started to read through it, she seemed appeased at what she saw, but the moment her eyes came upon the Business Classes she had forced him into, her eyes flashed up and didn't give any warning as she drove it in deep, four times, "…You little shit, I told you, nothing less then an 'A' or 'B' in these classes…these four classes, 2 C'S , A 'D', and YOU ARE ALMOST FAILING BUSINESS ETHICS?!"

Pain was blinding his sight and it was a good thing it was; it blinded him to the woman wrenching him into the floor, and his body became numb instantly before her first half drunken instep hit him in the chest, and stomach, …God…why did you send me into this woman's life…she could care less if I'm alive, all she does is hurt me…what did I ever do to land in this life?

"Roxas…Roxas…Hello…Earth in there to Roxas," a familiar voice waved a wavering hand in front of the boy's face, "Can I have the answers to last night's homework?"

Half dazed, the boy shifted up in his seat as he shoved his friend's face away, "No, Hayner, if you didn't do it, you're not getting them off me to avoid the Teacher's anger for forgetting to do your homework again," he put his head back down on his desk until the start of class bell rang.

The class took their seats as the teacher walked in, his lilac hair was an all too tell tale sign that he had either gotten into a fight with a bowl of grape punch or had gone in for a perm and ended up with a color he didn't want, "Okay class, I have a few announcements; first, there will be tutoring available for those of you FAILING this class…which I know a small majority of you are," his eyes roamed out over the room, a small groan started out in almost a wave as he cased over the students, the eyes falling on Roxas, "Stop it, and my second announcement…"

A number of students began to groan, knowing without a doubt he was going to announce a pop quiz, "Here it comes, the doomsday notice," groaned out Roxas' friend from earlier.

"Can it, Hayner…" a girl with light brunette hair flicked him in the head as she watched the teacher's eyes seem to rove her way among the other small band of students in the room.

Nestled against the back wall was the inconspicuous Namine talking with her friend Kairi along with the brunet she had mentioned to Roxas as she pointed him out, "…Isn't he cute? Not much in the way of a mouth, but he's pretty good in the sack…" Namine airily chuckled to herself as she saw Roxas' eyes seem to look back her way as she gave him a less then tasteful 'Hello', "…Don't worry, I'm sure he'll loosen up and be willing to go along with it, if you're cool with it, Sora?"

The brunet eyed the wary eyed blond who seemed to have little to nothing to do with the brunet, it was enough for the brunet to make a decision, "Thanks but no thanks, I'm already screwing someone…where I'm sure you're seeing more then just Roxas," he clicked his tongue along the inside of his cheek at her as his eyes seemed to point out every other guy she had to had spooned in the last six months since senior year had started, "Am I correct? Tell me if I'm getting warmer or just plain frigid cold like you're little heart."

"If you would be so kind as to wait till class is over for the gossip?" the teacher cleared his throat as his eyes seemed to stare to their side of the room; Namine couldn't stand it anymore as she pushed her desk away from her and she stormed out of the room with Kairi tailing her, "As I was saying…"

Knocking was the next thing to be heard coming from the classroom door as the teacher opened it, "This was my second announcement," standing in the doorway stood a fiery redhead, his face had an upside triangle on either side of his and if you looked close enough, you could see the eyeliner that lined his emerald eyes, "Class, welcome to our class, Axel, I want you guys to be nice, there isn't much time left of this senior year and I don't want this year to be the year that sends me into early retirement."

Roxas had never been one to put anything on fate, or believe that there was something out there that drew us to a particular person that could show us the meaning of why we exist on this planet. That was until, he walked in; his soft footsteps seemed to break the silence around Roxas as his eyes casted up to meet the lanky figure of the redhead that seemed to saunter up to the front of the classroom. His demeanor was different from any of the other guys on campus, he carried himself with an air of arrogance, and it seemed to set something off in Roxas. Something he had never felt before, his heart was pulsating with every step the man took. It was if he was the only one standing there, staring at him, like no one else in the room matter until the teacher's voice broke the quiet.

"You can take a seat next to Mr. Jacobson over there," no sooner had the teacher made the remark then Roxas felt the sudden need to dart for a Hall Pass and the Boy's Bathroom, "Mr. Jacobson?"