A/N

Okay guys! First let me say this, THANK YOU FOR ALL YOUR REVIEWS~!

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Second. I have gotton messages about the confusion of POV'S.

ROXAS and AXEL are simply awesome and have their own POV'S
EVERYONE ELSE GETS GENERAL!

Clear? Okiday. SO I didnt put any action with Axel, but dont be upset with meeee ! :'[

Before the actual full blown boy boy love with Roxas, he goes through a couple femss.

Dont worry nothing too serious. You'll seee.

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ROXAS'S POV

As the week dragged on I learned more and more that the people here suck. The food here is the only positive thing. And Axel fucking Sinclaire is a major douche bag.
He is the cockiest, most arrogant son of a bitch I have ever met in my life. He will not take no for a damn answer, not to mention he is in most of my classes. I don't know what to do. Between these fucking nightmares, and him I want to kill myself. My shoulder is in constant pain. It gets so bad to the point where it goes numb. I feel like a zombie, I never sleep. And to top it off Axel never shuts the fuck up.

"There has got to be some positive to this..." I say as I walk down the hall. I have been forced to skip the last period of the day. Axel is in it along with his childish friend Demyx. It's music, and I have a pounding headache. I stop just short of the corner to lean up against the cool wooding of the house.

"Well, well, what do we have here.."

I know that voice. It's the voice I have been trying to avoid. It was that damn flamer.

"Axel, for my sanity's sake. Can you please just leave me the fuck alone for once?" I say with my eyes closed.

"Look, Rox, maybe we got off on the wrong foot. I am having a party on Saturday and I would like you to come. I know Ventus will be there..."

"Look Axel I-"

Before I even had the chance to finish, there was aloud crash, and a disgruntled scream. I shot up, and with haste moved around the corner to see what happened. Axel trailed behind me.

It was Ventus, being shoved into the lockers by some fucker in a beanie. He had blond hair. Ven's nose was a bloody mess, and the essences of it dripped off of that fuckers fist. I could feel my blood pumping. I felt as if there was a dark presence, engulfing my heart. I freaked out. I ran up to him, completely shoving him off of Ven. I heard Axel calling my name. But it didn't matter. This fucker, this no good spoiled little shit face, attacked Ven... Just like Ansem attacked me.

I threw him to the ground, and toppled over him, I remember shoving, throwing one fist into another as hard as I could into his face, into his body, where ever it connected to. I was livid.

As I continued my onslaught against this ass, I felt hands on my shoulder. Immediately I shot up and pushed who ever it was who dared to put their hands on me.

"DONT FUCKEN TOUCH ME, DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH ME!" I screamed.

It was Ven.

I shoved my own brother onto the floor, bleeding nose and all. I looked at him wide eyed, then to the building crowd that stood behind Axel. They all stared at me in horror. It was silent. I felt like the drips of blood could be heard echoing throughout the school for miles away. They stared. Wide eyed, and mouths agape. Even Axel.

I felt their stare. I felt as if they knew. They knew what Ansem did to me, and that's why they stared. I could feel panic arise in my stomach to my chest. I felt as if I was going to throw up on the spot.

I began to back away slowly towards the entrance doors. I was scared. I had lost control just like I had lost control with Ansem. I looked over to the boy laying on the ground. He didn't move. Slight moans could be heard but he did not move.

His face was drenched in his own blood. I felt sick. I felt so disgusted with myself. I became what I feared the most. I continued to back away until I sped up into a full blown sprint out the doors, never looking back, and trust me, I never stopped.

AXEL'S POV

It was like a blur. One minute Roxas was talking to me, the next he attacked Seifer like a wild animal defending it's young. I mean don't get me wrong, I hate Seifer. But he looked like shit. There was blood everywhere. On the walls, on the lockers on the floor. I've never seen any act of violence that heartless, and Roxas didn't look like the type that would do anything of that sort.

The crowd was starting to dissipate do to the teachers coming out. I really just don't know what to do.

"ROXAS!" Ven screamed out as Roxas bolted for the door. Before I could even get up he was out. I look at Ven and there are tears streaming down his face. I don't know what would possess anyone to go after him. The kid was one of the nicest people I have, met next to Sora.

"Ven, look you have to calm down. Okay? Breathe"

"No Axel! Roxas doesn't know the area! He'll get lost! It's cold and and..."

Ventus was just short of a conniption. I mean sure, it was cold. And sure Roxas was new, but I'm also sure he isn't stupid.

"Look Ven. Calm down. Call Cloud, and we'll leave to find him. " I pull Ven into a hug, as he tries to calm his sobs down. A few minutes pass, and he pulls away.

"Alright, I'll call Cloud..." He picks up his phone and dials the number into the key bored. Turns the phone on speaker and waits for a pick up.

"Hello, you have reached Cloud Strife, I apologize for not being able to reach your call in time, but leave me a message and I will get back to you. Thank you."

"Shit... Uhm.. Okay uh, Cloud, look I, I lost Roxas and..." He started to cry again. Jeez man... I grab the phone from him and begin to clarify what he meant.

"Hey, Cloud... It's Axel, look Ven got into a fight with Seifer the douche, and Roxas saw and Flipped the fuck out. I mean Seifer got rushed to the nurse but im pretty sure he's going to be sent to the hospital. Anyways, Roxas just bolted from the school. So when you get this start looking for him, in the mean time, Ven and I will start. Alright? Peace yo."

I hang up and grab Ven, now is not the time to get all excited and shit, I pick him up and we head to my car. He couldn't have gone too far..

Right?

ROXAS'S POV

All I can say is I don't know how far I ran. But I ran. I didn't stop. I could feel the strain on my legs, like they were tightening with every step I took. The wind was picking up, and with every stride, a gust of snow filled win stung my eyes. I didn't care I had to keep running. Hopefully I would run out of this place. Out of this judging atmosphere. It was like I stepped out of a demon's cave, and landed myself back into Hell. I kept running. Tears turning into ice, I felt like my heart was blackening, was failing, was dying. He did this. How could one action like that do all of this? I could of killed that guy...

I continue to run as far as my legs would let me, I ran, I kept running until there was nothing but silence. Nothing but quiet. I stopped. My legs screamed in agony as they gave out allowing me to fall to the freshly snow covered ground. I looked at the sign that read, "Welcome to Hollow Bastion" .

"Hollow Bastion...?" I said looking around to find myself alone. It was cold, and no matter how much I forced myself to move, my legs wouldn't cooperate.

It didn't matter, no one could understand this pain I felt inside of me. No one could fucken understand how disgusting I felt every time I looked at myself in the mirror. Shit. I think what I did a little while ago proved that I can NEVER go back to being 'Roxas Strife' It wasn't possible. I would forever be...

"Forever be this freak that Ansem turned me into..." I felt the warm tears run down my cheeks again. I was a mess. A mess beyond any help that was to be given. I mean I lost the only friends, I have had. I've lost the only home I had ever known. I just. I don't have the strength to keep fighting anymore. Not to mention that bastard is still up and running around.

"You must really be upset Rox..." a voice said as footsteps came closer.

I turned around swiftly to find a man in with a red and gold jacket on. His hair was of the deepest black and his Eyes were dark and sincere. He held a gun visible on his belt loop and walked with a certain Je ne sais quoi. He closed in the space between us and leaned down to my level.

"Who the hell are you?" I spat in the most hateful tone I could muster.

He just snickered at me. "My name Is Vincent Valentine, and although you know not of my existence until now, I know a lot about you Roxas Strife. The son of Ansem and Quistis Strife. Brother of Cloud and Ventus Strife? Would you like me to continue Roxas?" I deepend my glare tremendously as I kept my eyes on him, never allowing him to escape my sight.

"That's great and all that you tell me so much about myself, but yet and still, who the hell are you Vincent Valentine?" I don't know who the hell this guy is, but I wasn't in the mood to be played with at all. His existence was pissing me the fuck off.

"I work for SOLDIER, I have been assigned to keep close watch on you in case your father or anyone else attempts to harm you. It's getting cold Roxas, and I'm sure your brothers and friends are very worried. Let me take you home..."

"I dont have fucking friends. Your suppose to be from SOLDIER, and you dont know that? You suck just as much as the imature fucking detective and that huge ass ogre of a partner."

"Roxas, even if you are convinced you have no friends, that still leaves the family you DO have. And they are worried sick about you. I don't want to have to force you to come back Roxas." He said as he placed a hand on my shoulder. I really wasn't in the mood to try and fight back, so I complied. He helped me up and got me into his car, and we drove back to Twilight.

Im sure there was going to be an uproar upon my return..

GENERAL POV

It was close to 5 in the afternoon before Roxas was brought home by the Mysterious Vincent. Awaiting him was Ventus, and Cloud. Cloud, who left work as soon as he got the informative voice mail from Ven and Axel. He hasn't gone a full day of work since Roxas has been living with them. He didn't complain though. He had worked lots of cases involving this type of dedication, but never did he think about this happening to his own brother. He sat on the couch patiently waiting for Vincent to arrive.

Ven on the other hand was full of nerves. He was constantly shaking while trying to finish his homework. He was practically wearing his emotions on his sleeves.

"Ven, Roxas is fine okay? You have to calm down." Cloud said as he turned on the flipped his laptop open and began to check on work.

"Cloud! You don't understand, you didn't see him! He looked exactly like Dad! He looked like a vicious animal, and I know he was just protecting me! I know he didn't if for my benefit! I know he did Cloud... but, but, if you would have seen Seifer, his face was full of blood, and the blood was everywhere. Cloud I.. I just didn't think it would be like this. I thought I'd be able to have my brother back, the brother I was forced to leave so long ago, but right now it just seems I have another An-"

"VENTUS THAT'S ENOUGH!" Cloud said in a stern and serious voice. He took a deep sigh and turned his attention from his computer to Ventus. "Roxas, has been through a lot Ven, more than me and you could possibly imagine. Did you know last year Roxas visited the hospital more than 22 times? Or that he's had multiple rib fractures, and concussions in the last month? Or that his grades never dropped but he was out 3 times out of every week? Roxas has a lot to deal with Ven, and what happened with Seifer was his first instinct to defend. That doesn't make it right but it certainly doesn't make it wrong either." he spoke fluidly.

Ventus stared at him. Just as he was about to say something the door opened and in walked Vincent and Roxas.

Ven just looked at a loss for words. Roxas looked broken, and tired. Like he had so much stress on his shoulders that he was about to crack. He never made eye contact with Ven just went straight up to his room before Cloud could begin to talk. It was alright though. Because nothing Cloud could say right now, could change the deep growing hate that Roxas felt for himself and others.

Only time could tell when this feeling would subside. Who knows? Maybe it would never subside.

ROXAS'S POV

I don't know what I expect. It would never change. I heard everything that Ventus said and he's right. I am an animal. I am some fucking beast. I should be caged up somewhere, not being allowed to walk around freely. I get to my door, and slam it shut, quickening my pace to lock it. I strip all my clothes off and walk to the bathroom and lock the door as well. The mirror. I look into the mirror, and stare. My eyes were flat, and dull. My hair seemed to fall down into my face. I ran my hand through it and it was lifeless. I was in desperate need of sleep. My body was still in pain from that run.

I open the cabinet behind the mirror and grab Ibprofen. I pop the pills into my mouth and drop my head below the faucet. The water flows coolly down my throat, ressesitating the dead dry lips as the part. I shut the water off and close the cabinet.

I freeze and jump back. I see Ansem. I touch my face, he touches his. My eyes widen.

Ven was right on so many levels. I am turning out to be just like him. A sour, sick individual. I reach into the cabinet again to grab my razors, and take out a fresh blade from the pack. I lean down onto the cool tile floor, and hold out my wrist. I focus on my arm, and run the blade deep into my skin. I feel alive. Endorphins release into my blood, and my adrenaline begins to flow again. I gasp lightly, and repeat this a couple more times. I stare at my wrist as the warm substance pumps out of my wrist, onto my skin, and pours onto the floor. The pretty crimson red reminds me of Axel's hair. I smile.

"I guess I am like my father after all. I hit people, and like cocks..." I laugh. It was a sincere and quiet laugh. Probably the first laugh I've had in a while.

The red covers the floor between my legs. I drop the blade out of my hand and begin to run my fingers in the substance on the floor. I paint a vivid picture of death and sadness. The death and sadness that would become my life. That is my life.

"Fuck you Xion. Fuck you Namine. Fuck you Hayner, and Pence and Olette. Fuck you Ventus, and Cloud. Fuck you mom for not being strong enough, fuck you for leaving me to deal with dad.." I grab the blade again and run it across my wrist once more "Fuck you dad, for taking away the only life I had, fuck you for taking away my mom, my brother. Fuck you for taking away the last shred of humanity I had left. Fuck you for making me life you..." I trailed off, more blood dripped out of my now pale wrist.

"It's okay now..." I relax myself and reach into the cabinet again to grab alcohol. I twist the cap off, and pour it onto my bleeding appendage. I sizzles and burns. I feel my arm throb, and I loved it. I loved being able to control this. To control the pain I'm feeling. I recover the bottle and wash the blade off, and put them back in their rightful place in the cabinet. I grab the paper towels on the sink and sop up the blood on the tiles, and throw them away.

I laugh once more, as I turn on the water and wash away the rest of the blood.

Tonight, I welcome the nightmares and tonight, I welcome what ever happens next.

Okay, so I officially suck. I tryy I tryy and I'll try harder!

But Roxas apparently has issueesss , poor Roxy.. Maybe something good will happen?

Or maybe something bad. who knows?

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