AlloAllo, my fly fictional-lovin' friends! How's you? Me too! Ehhhhammmmmm. Yes, Eh-ham. (Read my notes only. Reading this whole AN is a waste of time. xD Sorry.)

I like looking at the letters of this font o.O it's god-like, fo'sizzle. xD -tries to be black and fails miserably-

Sorry, I'm like REEEEEEEEEALLY HYPER.

NOTE: This will probably be a horrible chapter. Forgive me? (:

Chapter Two

True Love burns the brightest, But the brightest flames leave the deepest scars.

God, I can't stand it anymore. When I walk up to Seifer, I want to wrap my arms around his gorgeous body and just squeeze. I think about it all the time! I just plan on squeezing his pretty little stomach that shows under his belly shirt in a tight, passionate hug. That Seifer and his teenage sex-appeal, it's so infuriating!

Anyway, my name is Hayner Stratford, and I have a little attitude problem, not like you didn't know that. At the moment, my mind consists of one thing, Seifer-freaking-Almasy. Thinking about him all the time is probably just a part of me being a teenager. Hayner Aaron Stratford is a hormonal bitch. Hey, if you sue me, you'd have to sue every teenager in the world, right?

Now that we agree, let's continue.

So, since yesterday at the ice cream shop, I've been flat-out bugging about Roxas. I just want to know what's wrong with him.

And the poor boy can't answer the phone.

Maybe he got in trouble. His brother, Ventus, did say that his dad was extremely worried, or something of that nature. It's like Cloud to be anal like that, because he's Cloud Strife. He's notorious for thinking of others and worrying about other people. But he was just opposite of Roxas, he thought irrationally all the time.

I decided to try to call Roxas, for the fiftieth time since he left me yesterday. He did answer, but with three short words. "I'm coming over."

He sounded distressed, like he was going insane over there. I was kind of glad that my dad never came around, so my mom and I were alone. My mom was a fine mother, and she was all I needed. I wouldn't trade her for anything. Including Seifer.

I stood at the door—almost lamely —but I'm Hayner, the well-known lamer. Lamer.

A few minutes later, the doorbell ring. I pulled the door open and Roxas rushed in. He was talking so fast, I could barely understand. I couldn't even get a word in.

"Woah, Roxas, slow down. I can't understand you."

"And that makes this a thousand times harder for me to say! I've done a lot of thinking—"

"Like always?" I asked, unsurprised.

"Yeah, anyways, I figured that I might as well trust you with my life, as you trusted me with yours. Hayner, you're one of my best friends, and the only person I like more is Axel. I haven't told him, either, so no one outside of my household knows what's going on. Maybe a few members of the school board, since it's necessary that you tell them this stuff. Okay, anyway . . . Hayner," Roxas whispered, taking my hands in his. "I'm sick, terribly. My dad thought that because I was late for an appointment one day that it threw me off, and that it was happening again." Roxas squeezed my hands, but looked down at the floor. I allowed him to keep talking. "I had a kidney transplant a few years back. I didn't go on vacation for weeks, I had a transplant. I was home-bound learning, so I was covered, and I didn't want anyone to find out. Until now. Hayner, don't tell anyone, I'm begging you."

"Roxas, you . . . what happened to you that made your . . . body all wacko?"

"Around the time that my mother committed suicide, I was incredibly stupid. I didn't think back then, at all. I drank, smoked, did drugs, and did anything you could think of for money. I don't know why I'm springing all of this on you at once, and I'm sorry, Hayner. I love you, you know that."

"I understand."

"So, we're cool?"

"We cool," I nodded, wrapping my arms around Roxas.

"Aw, how adorable. Two little boys hugging each other, it's so heart-warming!" Said Seifer from behind us.

"Hayner, what's he doing here?"

"I don't know. Seifer, why are you here, and where did you come from?" I asked him, as he leaned against the doorframe.

"I came to see your mom, lamer. Is she in?" He asked, peeking up the stairs.

"What do you want with my mom?" I asked.

"It's none of your business, chicken wuss. Is. She. In?"

"NO! SHE'S NOT IN. NOW WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT WITH HER? Is this some kind of weird . . . cougar type thing. Cause, one, she's my mom. Two, that's just wrong, because you're a minor. Three, ewwwww."

"Relax, she just helps me when I need her. It's no kinky childhood fantasy that I'm going through. Your mom really gives the best advice."

"I could give you advice! Maybe it runs in the family!"

"I don't think you could help me with this specific problem. Later, Roxas."

"Bye-bye, Seifer!" I turned to see my best friend waving away my arch-enemy, and love of my life. I stared at him for a few seconds, before narrowing my eyes towards the door.

"You're buddy-buddy with Seifer?" I asked. "That's insane, Roxas."

I didn't really know what to think anymore. Seeing Seifer made me want to burst with happiness and scream at the top of my lungs. He drove me absolutely crazy.

But who said I didn't like it?

This chapter was a wittle-bit short. (:

But I'm still developing Hayner, and I want you to meet the side of him that's in love with Seifer, before you meet the actual Hayner.

Roxas is the complete opposite of Hayner, meaning I'm developing him first.

Adios, and arrivederci.