Why hello there, ye who currently reads this note. I've had this idea in my head for a long time. I'm finally trying to get off my butt and inflict it upon the eagerly awaiting world.

This story will be mostly an Axel/Roxas pairing, but I will be incorporating other couples in as well. Especially since Axel and Roxas won't be getting together for at LEAST three chapters, and it will be much longer before they actually "get together" *wink wink, nudge nudge* So to satiate your lusts and desires, I'll add some other pairings – let me know if you want to see anyone in particular. I've got the Axel/Roxas story all planned out, but I don't really have anything in mind yet for the others. I do want the experienced and wise Leon/Cloud couple; I always love them. And I do love Zexion, and would like to put him with someone other than the usual Demyx (perhaps Riku – I have an irrational hatred of Sora). However….after reading so many stories with them together, I can't shake the feeling that Zexion would be cheating if he were with anyone else. *sigh* How silly of me. Oh well, I'll figure it out.

As for this chapter, it's not very long. This is to get you started while I'm finishing up my school, and then I can dedicate myself to long angsty-yet-fluff-ridden chapters.

There will be some OOC scripting and backgrounds, because while I-

-Disclaimer: don't own these luscious characters –

- I DO just so happen to own my own personal versions of them.

So there you have it; you've made it this far, so don't give up now. Enjoy this preview of what's to come!

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He pulled his thin sheet close to his chin, futilely trying to wring some warmth out of the pitiful fabric. His eyes tried their best to close, heavy with the exhaustion that came from belonging to this boy, but he forced them to stay open and watch for any shadows through the crack under his door. He strained his ears listening for any footsteps outside his room that had no business being up in the middle of the night. Shaking from cold and fear, he gave up on the worthless sheet and he lifted his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them and trying his best to convince himself that he would be left alone tonight.

Just as his eyes had fought themselves closed, the door to his room opened with a single, familiar creak. He always hated that door. It did nothing for him but allow this evil to come in, night after night. His ears picked up on the ragged, drunken breaths that were now closing in on him. He gripped his legs tighter, trying to will his heart to stop beating. He whimpered as a weight fell on the bed behind him. The useless sheet was pulled slowly off his body and replaced by heavy, unwelcome warmth. His missed the chill of his sheet.

Strong hands unwrapped his arms from his legs and flipped him onto his front, knees still to his chest. His pants were pulled down just enough to expose his backside, and he heard the same rustling of clothes from the man behind him as well. His breath stopped in fearful anticipation. Suddenly he gasped as pain shot through his body from the rough impalement. The man was setting a quick pace, already hard before he had even walked through the door. Gripping the small hips in front of him, the man grunted with the effort of his thrusts. Sobbing silently, the boy clenched his teeth and waited for everything to end. It wouldn't be long; nights like this weren't usually about how much pain the man could cause him. Instead they were about a quick and easy way to satiate the lust he always felt, the pain this inflicted being merely a bonus.

The man found his release not a minute later, and promptly freed himself of the shivering boy. He clumsily climbed out of the small bed, the liquor greatly impeding his ability to move as he normally would.

Once he heard the man shut the door to his own room, the boy finally swallowed everything that had built up in his mouth from the crying and allowed a particularly large shudder to wrack his pained body. He pulled his pants back up until they were once again teasing him with their false sense of privacy and security. He then rolled back onto his side, wrapping his arms back around his knees and facing the treacherous door. This time, the boy let his eyes close without a fight, knowing that there would be no more shadows for them to watch for. He would be left alone. At least until the morning.

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Yay! There you have it; a look into the pained life of our poor little boy. Let's hope things improve for him soon.

Please review; this is my first story, and I'm setting high expectations for myself. I'm going to be shooting for a myriad of emotions in here, and trying to convey them all to you in a way that makes you really feel them…basically what every writer is trying to do. It will make me very happy if my efforts are rewarded with proof of your enjoyment! And if you have some criticisms, I welcome those too; anything to make this easier on you guys.

Alright thank you for reading. I shall be trying to get the next chapter up in the next week or two; we'll see how it goes. Bye!