Author's Notes - Okay, my attempt at a comedy, romance, weird... Thingie Oo;; Ehm... Enjoy X.x;; Guess it's sorta aimed at teenagers... And apologies for the rather depressing prologue O.o; *Shrugs* I'm bad at summaries, so.. ^^;; Please read despite my crap words. XD And remember, I worship reviewers. -^^- You keep me going.

Warnings - This story shall contain maleXmale situations. If this displeases you, feel free to send complaints to i_don't_give_a_damn_about_you_homophobic_.uk

-*-Touch of Reality-*-
Prologue

"Daddy! Why isn't Daddy moving!?" A voice suffocated with tears and fear called out in the dark of night, young and innocent like a single star in the dead night sky. "Wake up! It's okay now, the car's stopped moving!"
Bright blue eyes stared shocked at the blood-covered figure before them, blinking back a flood of tears.
~It was just a normal night. A Father was taking his son to go and see a movie, trying to get the death of his beloved wife out of his and his 6 year old son's mind, but he didn't expect the weather to turn so suddenly...~
"Daddy!! Come on-... Please, please, Daddy get up now!" Sobbing with fright, the young shocked boy gently pushed the crushed body in front of him, glass shards all around him in the ruined car.
~Rain poured, and the wind blew harder than what was usual. The young son was happily doodling on a piece of paper with a packet of crayons, totally unaware at how panicked his Father looked...~
Red and blue lights reflected in the large, childish eyes as voices shouted from the outside of the vehicle. But this was nothing but a blur to the boy, as he desperately attempted to awaken his Father from his eternal bloody sleep.
~He knew what would happen, he foresaw the crash... He knew everything, in the back of mind he had so badly wanted to release himself from the pain... But moreso, he wanted to release his son, he wanted to take the pain away, he wanted to end it all... So he did, but only for himself.~
"Daddy!! I don't want to be alone, you can see Mummy another time!!"

Young, innocent, and so fragile... His mind, like the glass of the car's front window, smashed that day.