Summary: The bullying that has haunted Roxas for years just became worse. After enduring a very tough break-up with Hayner, the whole school *mysteriously* finds out that he's gay. Will Axel be able to stop Roxas from harming himself when things just get too much to take? Akuroku. Warning: Involves physical/sexual abuse.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the storyline!

Monday had always been a dreadful day, and I'd say this one topped the charts. My heart was pounding as the bus came to a jerky halt in front of T. Town High. This school had been my worst nightmare for almost four years now, and it would only get worse if anyone saw me with puffy red eyes and tear-streaked cheeks. I hadn't realized how close we were to the school. I had to compose myself quickly to avoid any more humiliation than I was already going to receive.

My friend Pence sidled past my seat, sending a pity-filled glance my way before stepping off the bus. I watched him trudge over to where my other friends were waiting. Bad idea. My gaze slid painfully over my three closest companions: Pence, Olette, and... Hayner.

I choked back more tears that were threatening to fall. If I let even one slip, I knew it would open the floodgates again. Hayner and I had been dating, in complete secrecy to all but Pence and Olette, for the past year. That is... until he broke it off Friday evening... on our anniversary.

He hadn't even remembered.

My heart did a little flip at the sound of the knock at my door. Mom and Dad were gone, off somewhere trying to repair the ragged threads of their relationship again. I... we... had the house to ourselves. I bit my lip at the thought.

"Hey babe," I said with a smirk when I opened the door. My smile faded when I heard his words.

"What's all this?" he asked, obviously puzzled, pointing inside to the very visible trail of rose petals. He didn't look as happy as I'd imagined.

Instead of the seductive line I was planning, I said, "Well... it's our anniversary. I thought... maybe we could celebrate... in the bedroom?"

His eyes widened and a look of shock crossed his face as he said, "Oh God...Roxas I didn't even... Shit. Well I might as well just get out with it then. Damn... I'm sorry."

"What?" I asked, my heart sinking more and more with every beat.

"Well," he ran a hand through his hair. "It's just that... I... Aw dammit, Roxas, I'm dating Olette."

I couldn't help the tears this time.

At that precise moment, the bus driver closed the doors, preparing to pull away. I was tempted to just let him go. I figured he'd get to the bus shop before he realized I was still on.

My honest nature got the best of me as I said, "Wait! I'm still on."

"Huh?" the bus driver grunted, turning to look at me. "Well go on then, we don't got all day."

"Sorry," I muttered making my way along the aisle.

"You okay, son?" asked the driver as I reached the steps, genuine concern in his eyes.

I paused before saying, "No," and practically tripping down the last stair to the ground.

I marched straight past my former friends... and Hayner... pretending not to care that he had his arm possessively around Olette. Why did he look so smug? I ignored them as I made my way into the cafeteria for breakfast (like hell were my parents up to feed me before school). A few girls giggled at me, turning their backs to whisper as I opened the cafeteria door. I shrugged. I was used to being whispered about.

I didn't realize something was wrong until a few moments after I walked through the cafeteria doors. What was usually a frenzied mass of shouts, laughter and overall chaos turned quickly into still silence. You probably would have been able to hear a pin drop.

I stood there stupidly, not knowing what was going on or how to react, until a boy at a table in the right corner (aka the popular clique's table) stood and yelled, "Hey faggot, heard you got dumped. Want me to make ya feel better?" He grabbed his crotch and thrust himself forward.

To my horror, almost everyone in the cafeteria burst into violent laughter, a few wolf whistles here and there. Through the laughter, I could make out more taunts, too shocked to make out what they meant. I couldn't comprehend anything right now.

The tears I had been holding back all weekend suddenly caught up with me, welling up in my eyes and streaming down my face in endless rivulets. Blindly, I ran out of the cafeteria, not caring where I ended up. I only wanted to get away from the shouts and hideous laughter, all directed straight at me.

This was undoubtedly the worst Monday of my life.

A/N: I've been mulling over this story idea for the longest time, and I finally decided to write it. This is my first story, so please review! :)

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