Wonny: Hey! Another fic by yours truely! My second Kingdom Hearts fic. And yet a little OOC. Sorry. Hope you enjoy the angst. Read on, and review! Review like you've never reviewed before!

Disclaimer: I don't even have the games, let alone the rights to the whole thing in general!

I Write Sins, Not Tragedies

A Wonnykins Production

'I hate being alone.'

A brunette with bright blue eyes looked out his bedroom window. In the distance, a group of five were sitting on the white sand around a bonfire. Laughs mingled together before hitting the boy's ears.

'I hate when people leave me out.'

His eyes jumped to a girl with reddish-purple hair and a boy with silver hair. They were entwined around each other, and would occasionally kiss. The inseparable duo. 'It used to be inseparable trio...' The boy thought, sadly.

The boy with silver hair said something and looked directly to the other's bedroom window. For a moment, their eyes met. Then, the silver haired boy turned away. The brunette put his face into the nest of his arms, perched upon his drawn up knees.

'That's why they're all out there...' A sob escaped the boy's lips, and he closed his eyes, '...because everyone forgot about me.'

Ever since Riku had started dating Kairi, the two of them had been seeing more and more of each other and less and less of their old playmate. The other three, Tidus, Wakka, and Selphie, were cheering them on, of course, being as they were all friends. But as they did that, no one seemed to notice a lonely, forgotten Sora standing behind, waiting for someone to talk to him.

No one talked to Sora. No one played with Sora. No one even gave Sora a smile, anymore. And all Sora had done was stand off to the side. He hadn't hurt anybody. He was innocent. But just because he was innocent didn't mean the others had to socialize with him.

This had been going on for about two months, now. Sora usually did what he was doing now: stayed out of sight. He was severely depressed and lonely. The worse of it all was that no one seemed to care.

He watched forlornly as his 'friends' talked and joked around on the beach. It was late. The stars were out, and the moon was being covered by a lost, lone cloud. Ocean waves lapped one of the many islands in the Destiny Island chain. And he was in here.

'They can't ignore me forever.' He thought, swinging his legs over the side of his bed. He snagged a pillow and a blanket heading for the door. It was time someone took the hint.

The group's heads turned as they heard someone approaching.

"Hey guys." Sora gave them one of his patented smiles, "Why wasn't I invited?"

The rest of them all shared a guilty look.

"Never-mind. I'm sure it just slipped." Sora sat down between the two girls.

In a heart-beat, the five others went back to their original conversation. They didn't talk to Sora at all. The brunette frowned.

He listened as best he could for a while, trying to act like he was paying attention.

Finally, however, someone got fed up with him.

"Why are you here?" Riku asked. The other's fell silent. Sora gazed back at him.

"Because I'm friends with you guys." Sora replied, cocking his head, "Why else?"

Again, the rest of them exchanged looks.

"But...nobody's talking to you." Tidus pointed out.

Sora shrugged. "I can listen."

"That's not what he meant." Riku said.

Sora looked at everyone in turn. The same look was on everyone's face: Why are you here?

"Well..." He rubbed the back of his neck, "I got a little lonely."

"That doesn't mean you have to run out here."

Sora gave Riku a pained look. "Then where? As far as I know, we're the only ones here, right?"

"..." No one could argue with that. Sora shrugged again.

"I missed you guys. I thought somebody would talk to me if I waited, but that's not working. So, I came out here."

Riku eyed him. "Did it ever occur to you that we don't want to talk to you?" He said, softly.

All the hope vanished from Sora. "Why not?"

"None of your business." Riku snapped.

Sora sat there, feeling put out. "Can I stay with you guys?" He asked.

They all passed looks before starting to talk again. Sora sighed, bowing his head. 'What did I do?'

He took his things as he stood to go.

"Don't bother coming back." Riku called as Sora walked away. The brunette looked over his shoulder at everyone watching him.

"Go on. Get lost." Riku shooed.

As Sora trudged away, he saw the raft they had all been working on before they stopped talking to him.

'Who said I even have to stay here?'

It was extremely early in the morning. The blue hadn't even crept into the edge of the sky, yet. Sora was awake, though. He was packing.

After the little run in he had had with his so called friends last night, he figured that no one needed him around. No one was planning on using the raft, now, either. So Sora put two and two together. There was bound to be another set of islands out there. Definitely ones with other people, too. He hoped, anyway.

Sneaking in and out of the home he'd built with things he was taking with him, Sora had to be careful not to wake the others. If they noticed he was gone, tomorrow, it was their loss, but he preferred they didn't find out now.

It was a bit of a problem finding rope to tie the stuff down to the raft, but Sora eventually found some hidden in the Secret Place. While he was there, he took some time to look at all the carvings he and his friends had put there, years back. Thinking for a moment, he got down onto his knees and snagged a rock from the floor. Might as well leave a last farewell. One everyone would look at forever.

It was around sunrise when Sora finally pushed the raft out into the swells. Fifteen minutes later, he could see the five others waking up. Wakka, or it looked like him, at least, started hollering and jumping up and down. At once, the others got to their feet and waved frantically in Sora's direction. Sora just gave a half-hearted wave back. There wasn't any point in making a big deal about it.

Having spent most of the night preparing for this, Sora was tired. Eventually, the rocking of the raft sent him into a peaceful sleep.