I don't own anything! (if I did, it'd still be going on). Also my first fanfic, so please be nice. Updated: 12/8/14

Chapter one: The first nightmare

(Natsume's age 6) (bullies age 9-12)

Natsume was walking down the hallway of his newest school, pretending not to hear the whispers around him. Not to mention the group of boys following him, a little too close for his comfort. But not long after the school day was over and all the kids were exiting the school grounds, Natsume ran into trouble. Soon the only ones left in the hall was Natsume and the group of kids that'd been following him almost all day. With his head down and shoulders hunched, Natsume quietly tried to slip by the group. That was short lived when suddenly he was pushed against a locker with a hand over his mouth. "Now listen here new kid, there's a rumor going around saying you like to lie and make up stories." the kid holding him harshly whispered in his ear. Natsume, not wanting to be known as a lier replied, "But I'm not lying-" "Shut the hell up you freak!" a kid shouted from behind as the one holding him punched Natsume in the gut. "You better not lie to us again or we'll kick your ass." pitched in another. Natsume started blankly at the kid holding him, not sure what to say or do.

"Anyway we just wanted to let you know that no one here likes you, and that everyone here believes you're a weirdo" the kid snickered, "That's why no one wants to be friends with such a wimp like your self." The other kids in the group burst into laughter at this, not even caring if they were heard by a teacher. Then one of the younger looking members of the group whispered, "Hey Marco, we better get out of here, teacher's coming." The bully, known as Marco flashed the kid a glare and sighed. Quickly letting go of Natsume Marco quickly began running off, the rest of his group close behind him. "Don't forget what I said you pa-path-pathetic wimp!" Natsume heard echoing down the hall.

'Jerks..' Natsume huffed silently as he slid to the floor, resting his head between is legs and arms over his head. Natsume felt like crying, this was his 5th new school this year! Why did everyone hate him so much? Why did they always think he was lying about seeing those things! It's not like he wanted to see them….but then again no one ever saw them, they all thought he was just begging for attention.

By now the tears he so desperately tried to hold back started to leak past his eyes. But he didn't notice, all he could think was why? Why was he different from everyone else? Why couldn't anyone love him?

Why! Why! Why! Natsume chocked back a sob as he quickly shook his head clear and took a few deep breathes. After some time Natsume managed to get ahold of himself and stand up. He didn't feel like going to his most recent foster parents home.

So he decided to visit the local park he had seen walking to school the other day. After arriving at the park he noticed other kids and their parents there, 'lucky them' thought Natsume bitterly. Sighing quietly to himself he walked over to a swing and sat down. A few hours later (really just a couple minutes in his dream) the sun started to set.'Hmmmm it's getting pretty late, better start walking home' Natsume inwardly sighed, slumping off the swing and starting to leave. However as he walked by the other occupants, he heard the other parents start whispering, "Who's that kid?","Oh that's Natsume, the yorshions cousin", What's he doing here though?" "his parents died…." "I heard none of his relatives want him so he's been shuffled around…." "I've been told he lies to get attention…" "poor dear…." "Don't feel bad, the kid's just trying to make everyone notice him!" "yeah…." The words were stung and stuck like daggers, piercing him a thousand times over.

Not wanting to hear any more of it (or be seen crying) Natsume took off running. Only to stumble and fall a few yards away from the park and the parents. 'Ow that hurt! Great I think I sprained my ankle….' Looking his ankle over to check, he found it bruised and painful to move in any given direction."Why? Why must every thing bad happen to me? Can't I have just one good thing in my life?' Gripping his ankle he curled up in a ball, trying his best not to break down. He trembled as he held his head,'Why must I always be alone? It's not fair!' His mind screamed at the injustice and he bit down hard on his lip. Trying vainly not to make a scene or cry. Sadly though, Natsume began wheezing and cough as his re framed sobs groaned out. To make matters even worst, his vision started to blur and his panic level kicked up a few notches. But as his vision blurred out he thought he heard a calming voice calling him… Na….

'What the heck?'

Natsu…

'It sounds familiar….'

Natsum…

'That voice! Who is it?'

Natsume…... 'I know who it is!'

"NATSUME WAKE THE HELL UP!"

Well there you have it…..A cliffhanger! Dun Dun Dun! Hopefully that wasn't too bad for anyone. By the way the "yorshions" are just people I made up. Also, updates come with reviews!

warnings: this is completely a yaoi story! Last shout- I'm giving 35% percent of the making of this story chapter, to my sister SBCAT. Oh and for new/old fans, I did rewrite this slightly and corrected some spelling errors. -PineCat