Author's Note: Hey people! So I know I just posted the first chapter of another Axel/Roxas fanfic but this story is MUCH different than that one. I decided that when I'm feeling kind of down I'll update this story and when I'm in a good mood I'll work on Time Has Brought Your Heart To Me. Sound good?

I'm hoping it attracts some readers and reviewers. I'll continue to write it regardless but reviews give me inspiration and motivation. Now, on with the warning and disclaimer!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kindgom Hearts. I am in no way trying to claim that I do. This story is entirely fiction and not written to make money. The only payment I get from it is reviews!

Warnings: THIS IS AN M RATED YAOI FANFICTION! That means that this story will contain a romance between two guys. There will also most likely be a gay sex scene. It's not the focus of this story but there will most likely be a scene or two (or more if people want it !). IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ ABOUT TWO GUYS HAVING SEX THEN DO NOT READ THIS STORY! Or you can just skip those chapters I suppose. But seriously, if you aren't interested in this type of story then don't waste your time reading it just to flame me and tell me that I'm going to hell or something. I've given you plenty of warning and even underlined it so that you would be aware of what this story will contain!

There will be swearing including F*ck so if that bothers you don't read on.

There will also be depressing situations. This includes abuse, death, suicide, and suicidal thoughts, as well as cutting and self harm.

If you're still reading after all of those warnings then please enjoy the story!

Prologue: The Death of Hope

Thirteen year old Sora Black bounced down the school hallway, a spastic ball of happy enthusiasm like always. His spiky brown hair flopped into his bright blue eyes with each bounce. Sora just giggled and batted at it with a gloved hand. His boyfriend of five months, Riku Sommer, held his other hand and tried to keep up with the hyper brunette's pace. The soft smile that he reserved only for Sora played across his lips.

"Roxas!" Sora greeted his twin brother as he and Riku slowed to a stop next to the boy.

"Hey." Roxas didn't bother to look up from his locker as he greeted them.

He looked very similar to his brother aside from his blond hair. His eyes were the same brilliant blue and his features soft and boyish. He was very cute but upon further inspection a painful looking bruise could be found marring his left cheek. There were dark bruises on his neck as well that disappeared into the collar of his shirt. They looked like branded fingers.

"I'm going to tell mom today," Sora said casually. He leaned up against the lockers, playing with Riku's fingers. His tone was relaxed but his shoulder's were tight with tension. Riku gave his fingers a reassuring squeeze.

"What!" Roxas exploded. He slammed his locker shut and looked at the brunette with a fierce expression. "You can't Sora!"

Sora looked unsurprised by his brother's anger, they'd had this conversation before, but he couldn't help but flinch back a bit into his silver haired boyfriend's chest. He took a deep breath before replying. "She's our mother. I know that she isn't exactly a good mother but she did give birth to us and raise us. I think that she at least deserves to know that I'm gay and that Riku is my boyfriend."

"That woman, that monster, is not our mother! She's hardly even what I'd call human!" Roxas spat viciously. His eyes burned with hate. "And she doesn't deserve anything from either of us."

"Roxas, I know she's horrible sometimes. I know. She can be really... cruel, but I think that she's just a sad lonely person. I think that deep down inside she still loves us. I mean, we're her sons right? She has to love us." Sora's innocence and optimism never ceased to astound Roxas. He simply couldn't understand how the boy forgave their mother so easily. He didn't think he could ever forgive her.

"She doesn't have a heart. She doesn't even have a soul. She's a demon. That thing doesn't know how to love," the blond said dully. "Maybe she did once upon a time but now she's empty. There is no love or goodness in her. Not even the potential for it."

"But..."

"No," the blond boy cut his brother off. He turned around and began to pull up his ragged t-shirt so that Riku and Sora could see his back. "I didn't want to resort to this but if you're serious about speaking to her then I guess I'll have to remind you."

He tugged the shirt the rest of the way up. His back was a mess of small scars, scabs, and patches of purplish bruises. They looked wrong marring such young skin so horribly, but even they looked insignificant compared to the thick, ropy red scar that started at his left shoulder and wound its way down his back, vanishing into his pants near his right hip.

People walking past them stopped and whispered as they saw the scar, wondering where he'd gotten it and why he was showing it in the middle of the school hallway. Riku stared, his eyes wide with horror as he pulled Sora closer. Sora whimpered and turned away, pressing his face into his boyfriend's chest as he remembered how his twin had gotten that scar. He'd been there. He'd watched in absolute terror as his twin suffered that wound, taking it in Sora's place.

They'd been nine years old. Sora was hopelessly naïve at that age. Even worse than he was now. He hadn't understood that there were just some questions he shouldn't ask his mother and some subjects he should never mention. He'd always been curious about his father. He had no memory of the man. There were no photographs in the house and their mother never spoke of him. Burning with a child's curiosity he'd innocently asked his mother if he and Roxas had a father. The result hadn't been anything like he'd expected.

Their mother exploded with fury. She snatched up the nearest object, a heavy glass vase of roses, and smashed it into her son's side. The vase shattered against him, pieces scattering across the floor. The small boy staggered back, bleeding heavily and began to scream in pain. The woman, insane with anger shoved Sora down onto the shards of glass and proceeded to slam her foot down on his wrist repeatedly.

Roxas had flung the door of his room open and raced down the hallway as soon as he heard his brother start to scream. He sprinted across the room without hesitation and leapt at his mother, scratching like an animal and shrieking "Get away from my brother you bitch!".

She'd totally lost every ounce of sanity at that point. Holding her blond son in her iron grip she'd restrained him as she rifled through the hall closet for rope and tied him up, tossing him on the couch. Sora moaned from where he lay sprawled on the floor, his body crying out in pain, and watched his mother step over him to search through the kitchen drawers and come up with a carving knife. He sobbed, unable to do anything as she advanced on Roxas.

The woman that had given birth to these boys took a carving knife to her young son's back and laughed hysterically, tears streaming down her cheeks, as he screamed and bled.

That memory would forever haunt the both of them. They had no idea how she'd explained his state to the hospital but she must have had a very convincing story because nobody had ever suspected that she was responsible for the injuries of her sons.

"I can see that you still remember how I got this," Roxas said quietly as he dropped his shirt and turned back around. "Now tell me Sora, what kind of loving mother would do that to their child? If she had even the smallest bit of love left in her then how could she do these terrible things to both of us? How could it bring her so much pleasure to cause us pain?"

The blond boy walked away without waiting for an answer. His heart ached. His hands trembled. He desperately hoped that he'd gotten his point across.

Roxas spent the rest of the day worrying himself sick about Sora. That night when his brother went to speak to their mother despite Roxas's warnings the blond stood in the hallway, prepared to leap to action if needed. Their mother was in the bathroom brushing her teeth when Sora approached her.

"Mom, I have something to tell you," their was a slight quiver of fear in his voice.

"Go on and spit it out then you little bastard," she rasped harshly.

"I'mgayandI'mgoingoutwithRiku," Sora said as quickly as possible, the sentence expelled in a single breath.

There was silence for a moment and Roxas waited tensely for the reaction. The soft plink of their mother's toothbrush falling into the sink was the only warning he had before the bathroom door slammed shut with a bang and the screaming started.

"You dumbass faggot! I refuse to house a fucked up freak like you! I'll kill you! You don't deserve to live you piece of shit!" the crazed woman shrieked.

Roxas had frantically started his attempts to bash through the door the instant it slammed shut. He rammed his shoulder against the wood repeatedly with no luck. There was a cry of pain from Sora before the bath water was turned on. Roxas's heart stopped. My God, she's going to drown him, he thought. He pounded even harder at the door, resorting to his fists. His mother was still screaming but Sora was horribly quiet.

Roxas's knuckles were bleeding. The thick dark liquid stained the door with every punch. Fear made him numb to the pain. Frantic he raced back to his room and snatched up a metal baseball bat. In a matter of minutes he'd bashed through the door.

It was too late.

His mother looked sickeningly pleased. Sora was face down in the water. His eyes appeared to be wide open and empty. He wasn't breathing. The bat fell from Roxas's hands. He struggled to breathe. He couldn't feel anything. He was numb with shock.

No. It can't be true. Sora can't die. Not sweet innocent Sora.

But he had.

Sora was gone taking every bit of hope and happiness with him. The boy who trusted and loved so much that it killed him. Roxas staggered from the room screaming.

Author's note: It's short, I know, but it's just the prologue so it's meant to be short! And from this prologue you can probably sense the depressing mood of this story. I did warn you! Please review and tell me what you think. Did you like it? Hate it? Anything that I can improve on?