Broken

A.N. - This is really depressing. At least, I think it is. Could just depend on the point of view you look at it from.

WARNINGS: M/M, Shounen-ai, angst, attempted suicide. If you don't like ANY of these things and will be offended by them, please don't read my story. If you don't, knowing what it might entail, you can't blame me; it was your choice because I did not force you to read my story. Good day.

Hazes P.O.V.

I sighed as the people I ounce thought of as friends laughed in my face, yet again. Except for Yuro. He never joined in on taunting. He was always so calm and mysterious. That and he had this air of . . . nobility around him. That was why I liked him so much. That same like was what had gotten me kicked out. I sighed as Juno made another crack about me tacking it up the ass every night from some stranger. That didn't bother me. Not anymore. In fact, I don't even see what's so funny about it in the first place. It was rather trivial.

"Juno, shut up. Haze, can't you see that fags aren't wanted here? You're just a worthless piece of scum. I never even saw why we talked to you in the first place. So why don't you go talk to your boyfriend or something. Just leave us alone. We don't want you here, fag." I'd never heard Yuro speak such heartless words. I knew my face was a mask of confusion and pain, that my mouth was open and my bottom lip slightly trembling. The person that I'd had a crush on for the past year and ½ had just pushed every button that was possible to push in a few short sentences.

My tray slid from my lifeless fingers as I stared, trembling, in shock, pain, and betrayal at the only person I thought I'd be able to trust. Apparently I was wrong. Before I could think, I was running from the room as fast as possible. I didn't even care what happened to me anymore, so long as I got as far from here as possible. I ran, tears streaming down my face, through the park near my school. I ran from everything that had ever caused me pain, everything that had cause me to feel, everything I loved.

I finally collapsed outside somewhere, to spent to find out. I sloped over on the sidewalk and sobbed, not being able to stop the tears. I cried in peace for a couple more minutes before a hand landed on my shoulder. I looked up into a pair of dark, almost black, green eyes.

"Are you ok? I couldn't help but notice you seem distraught and thought that beautiful people like you shouldn't be distraught." A cool satin voice slid over my body, sparking things I'd thought were only sparked by Yuro.

I opened my mouth to answer yes I'm fine, thanks for asking, but at that moment another wail overcame me and I fell, sobbing into a strangers arms. I noticed he was surprisingly warm and smelled of spice. The man picked me up and sat down on a nearby bench, holding me in his arms and whispering comforting nothings in my ear. We stayed like that for a long time; long after my crying stopped he pulled back a little to look at my face. He smiled gently and dried me tears with his thumb.

"So, sexy, what's your name?" He asked quietly.

I'm not sure If should continue this or not. It's just something I've written in hopes of getting rid of writers block (AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!). I know I shouldn't start something knew when I have other fic's and stuff to work on . . . but this is what happens when you're me.