Well I guess I'm trying to keep this weekly, so expect a chapter every saturday or sunday.

This chapter is boring and short. I wanted to keep this as realistic as I could so I kept the whole High School life involved and the next couple chapters will take place there. (Unless I squish chapters together...which might actually be a good idea...) Enjoy and R&R! Like the fic and want to keep reading? Then remember to follow and fav! Thanks guys have a good week!

I don't own Kingdom Hearts or it's character but I wish I did!

Xion had her eyes tightly shut most of the ride. She wasn't sure why but slowly she began to relax and opened them up. She watched all the lights go by them, it helped distract her from the fact that she was riding a motorcycle with a stranger.

They arrived at her home before she realized it and she quickly got off. She removed the helmet once her feet touched the ground. But she stood there dumbly after that.

Vanitas eyed her shortly before saying anything. "Well this was fun." The dark haired girl nodded awkwardly.

"Oh here..." She walked up to him and placed the helmet on his spiky hair. She fastened it up tightly under his chin like he did for her and smiled. Her sapphire eyes were locked into his golden ones for a moment before she stepped away.

Vanitas nodded his thanks. "You learn fast. Look weird as it is, I get that you don't like me but if you need someone to talk to I'm accessible." He reached into his jacket and pulled out a pen but could find any paper. He face palmed to show his disappointment at his stupidity.

Xion giggled while watching this and rolled up her sleeve. "Here, write it here." She held her exposed arm out and nodded. She had to admit he was growing on her. She really enjoyed his company even if it was only going to be for a few minutes.

Vanitas did as he was told, writing his number on the girl's arm. He offered an awkward smile afterwards which she returned, then he drove off with only a slight wave as a goodbye.

Xion was left standing there for about 10 seconds before she realized she wasn't wearing her jacket and she was freezing.

She walked up to her house and grabbed the key from in the mailbox where her mother hid it when she knew Xion would be back late. She probably didn't know it would've been this late and already went to bed. Xion hoped her mother was asleep so she wouldn't get a lecture. Her mother was the overprotective stay-awake-till-they-get-home type at times and it really pushed Xion's buttons.

When she opened the door and entered she was thankful to see the empty living room. The lamp was left on for her which she switched off. The darkness loomed over the house then and she gave her eyes a moment to adjust so she could navigate her way to the stairs. Too many times had she almost fallen on her face. Once she could see, Xion slowly tiptoed her way up the wooden stairs to her room, which was right at the top.

She wasn't in there two minutes before she flopped onto her bed. She made sure to set her alarm, once that was done she dozed off.

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The screeching of an alarm was definitely not the best way to wake up, but it was effective.

Xion quickly shut it off before she had the thought to smash it. Yes it was definitely one of those days. A day where a puppy could aggravate you just by nudging you. And she had to really set her mind to waking up.

Xion gathered up the strength to sit up and pulled her comforter off of her, reminding her that she hadn't changed last night. But something else caught her eye as she stretched out her arms in front of her as she stretched. A phone number was neatly written on her arm with signed with a V.

She blinked in confusion before all the memories of the day before came back to her clear as crystal. Roxas dumped her for Axel, she left her phone at his place, she ran off to god knows where and met a guy, Vanitas, who gave her a ride home. She remembered his face and his beautiful yellow eyes, bright like little glowing suns.

Xion felt worse now, mainly cause she felt she should apologize to Vanitas for thinking he was some kind of rapist. He was kind, from what she knew. "...if you need someone to talk to I'm accessible..." His words rolled through her head as she looked at her arm.

Jumping out of bed Xion walked to her desk and found a pen and her notebook. She quickly scribbled down the number and put his name beside it before walking to her dresser to grab her uniform.

She had no problem with uniforms, it was mainly the male students who did. They would whine and complain about them whenever they had the chance while the girls would just shrug it off. Well that wasn't totally true since some boys liked the uniforms and some girls absolutely detested them. It was just a plain white button up and blue plaid skirt with a matching tie, the boy's had the same but pants instead. It wasn't anything flashy, just simple, which was Xion's preference.

Quietly making her way to the bathroom Xion closed the door behind her with a soft 'click'. With that she stripped down and hopped in the shower, trying to refresh herself so she was ready for a new day. After a couple of minutes of scrubbing she realized the faded but visible ink was not going to come off. She sighed and gave up knowing it would cause her problems later. If her friends saw it there would be millions of questions and assumptions.

Turning off the water, Xion stepped out of the shower onto the floor towel and wrapped her towel around herself. She used a smaller towel to dry her hair then dried herself off completely. Once she cleaned the foggy mirror, she giggled at her messy hair. It reminded her of Axel and Roxas, they'd all have matching messy, spiky hair, well if they decided to still be friends. That depressed her and she slowly dressed then brushed her short hair. She ditched the dirty laundry into the hamper. In no hurry Xion left the bathroom and went downstairs to be greeted by her mother who eyed her suspiciously.

"When did you get home last night?" She asked blandly though the obvious concern that rang in her voice ruined the facade. "I tried texting you, when you failed to respond I called Roxas and he said you left around 8." And here it was, the moment of truth.

Xion fidgeted slightly thinking about how to answer honestly. She was aware that lying would get her nowhere, her mother always knew when she was lying and it wasn't fair. "I was out with a friend, he was trying to cheer me up... And he did so he brought me home."

This earned her some confusion and a cocked eyebrow. "Cheer you up?" Was all her mother said.

The dark haired teen nodded. "He offered to buy me a drink but I reminded him I wasn't of age so he got over it." She shrugged to show it was no big deal but the intensity of her mother's eyes made her uncomfortable.

"And why did you need cheering up?"

A sigh was the response Xion first gave, it took her a moment to swallow the lump in her throat.

"Roxas didn't tell you? We broke up, that's why I left there so early and came home late, I was upset." She felt her voice shake slightly but she wasn't going to let down her shell. She knew she'd have to face him today and she was going to do it strongly.

"I'm so sorry." Her mother's voice softened now and her eyes were sympathetic. But Xion just laughed slightly showing she was done with the topic. This was always an awkward topic for the two, her mother was not one to discuss relationships and always warned Xion to not worry about them until she was out of school.

"I need to go get my lunch ready." She mumbled walking of towards the kitchen. When she entered and made sure her mother wasn't following, she let out a breath of relief. Her mother didn't notice the number on her arm. It did wash off quite a bit but again it was still visible and anyone with seeing eyes would see it if they looked at her arm. It was after all, faded black ink on pale skin. Well she wasn't that pale but she was pretty pale compared to most of her friends.

Slapping her cheeks lightly to wake herself up Xion set out to make her lunch. Which didn't turn out to be much but a bottle of water, bag of chocolate chip cookies and a six inch sub that her mother kindly made and expected her to eat. It was a daily thing, Xion would pack a small snack and her mother would actually make the lunch. It wasn't that Xion was lazy, her mother just loved to make her lunch. This was something her mother felt was necessary, it was also a way for her to stall time in the morning and help keep a decent bond with her teenage daughter, whom she thought would soon grow to hate her.

With a few minutes to spare before the time to leave, the sapphire eyed girl made her way out the door ready to walk to school only for her mother to follow her out and offer her a ride, which she gratefully accepted. She had no energy to walk and then deal with her day. She knew the offer was to be comforting and show that her mother knew she was hurting. Despite that her mother did not speak to her at all, purely because she didn't know what to say.

When they pulled up into the parking lot and she unbuckled the seatbelt, she spotted her group of friends which consisted of Sora, Riku, Kairi, Hayner, Pence, Olette, Selphie and a certain blond she wasn't sure she was ready to talk to.

As if he could feel her presence, Roxas turned and saw her, waving then running over. Her mother eyed her but Xion only shook her head, she'd have to face him eventually so she wanted to get it over with. Hugging her mother goodbye she wondered if she could ask to just turn around and go back home. She sighed, knowing that it wouldn't happen, then opened the car door and hopped out.