*****I have had thoughts for writing a story for some time, but I never had enough will to start. However, a few weeks ago, I read two very, VERY, interesting stories that set my mind into overdrive.
For making this story possible, I want to thanks the following people. I am using nicknames to protect their identity however.
Thanks everyone. Love you all!
Puddle Of Mudd: I listened to your song “Can You Take It All Away” . Thanks for making an excellent song, as it has been inspiration for this story.
Onecho: For writing an inspiring masterpiece me that pushed me to carry out my ideas. I was at a low point until I read your works, and you haveinspired me to make my works with more effort and contiunue even if its not-so-good.
Pat: For being a loyal and supportive friend, and being there to back me up. ^-^
Becca:For making me laugh when I was upset, therefore keeping my spirits up when I lost determination.
Shade: For inspiring me with your optimism. Your current project set me into gear as well.
WolfLink- “Wuffy”: For being a silly person and giving me tons of ideas!
INSANITY: Lol. For being a cool person and a wonderful friend.
“Dom”: For being a Grammar Nazi!
Puddilix: Cause I wanted to include Puddi in my special thanks list!
IN ADDITION: Anyone I have forgotten, and the many other friends I have out there!
This is my first *serious* story, and I hope it is as good as I intend.
All comments, criticism, or support will graciously be accepted at malakaiwox@live.com, my Facebook page, or by the places this will be posted.
*I do not claim any copyrighted objects in this writing. LittleBig Planet and PlayStation 3 are © of Sony, Furries in a Blender, nor the ‘Got Milk’ slogan are mine.*
Once again, thanks.
Hope it is enjoyable!
~~Can You Take It All Away~~
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Chapter I * Remainder *

Lewis sat silently at the lunch table. It was the beginning of lunch period, and the room was becoming louder by the second as students filed in.
He usually sat by himself, though today ‘his’ table was in need of repair, so it was unusable. Instead, he sat at the table where the freshmenclass sits. Lewis was a sophomore, and was the youngest student of his class.
‘I don’t feel like eating....’ he thought dolefully, staring at his tray.
‘But... I guess I sh-‘
His thoughts were interrupted by a youth that sat beside him.
“Hello!” said a jovial, soft voice.
“..Hi.”
“Hey... aren’t you a sophomore? I thought you sit over there..?” the voice queried.
Lewis only nodded in response. He looked subtly to his left to see who it was.
The figure was a slender pure white fox. His clothing consisted of a grey T-shirt that read: ‘Got any Furries in a Blender?’ an off the popular slogan ‘Got Milk?’, and a reference to the techno group. His pants were rather baggy shorts that went a few inches past his knee as he sat. Lewis had seen the kid around lately, and he was sure his was in Mr. Vell’s Algebra II class because he had seen him in the front row.
‘Huh... kid must be pretty damn smart to jump Pre-Algebra and Algebra I in his freshman year... and especially in Mr. Vell’s class...’ he thought.
The fox looked at Lewis and said, “I’m Alexander... or Alex for short… who are you?”
“I’m Lewis, Nice to meet you.” Lewis said quietly, turning back to stare at his meal.
The fox’s tail started to show emotion, which was obviously a pleased one. The rest of the period was rather quiet, and the fox ate everything on his tray and sat quietly fiddling with his tail. His fur appeared very well groomed and taken care of, even appearing to have a slight shine in the well-lit lunchroom. Lewis didn’t eat much, only the cooked peas and peach slices, but he drank two cartons of white milk, one given to him by Alex.
When lunch ended, everyone scurried out of the room as quickly as they had arrived and the room became quieter as janitors began their duties of cleaning the tables and floors. As Lewis was dumping his leftover food, Alex ran up to him with his bag slung over his shoulder.
“Hey! Can we exchange our cell numbers or whatever?” the fox asked curiously as a gesture of friendship.
Lewis stood with a blank expression before Alex brought him back to reality.
“Uhm... Lewis..?”
‘Dammit! Pay attention fool!’ he told himself before responding.
“Uhm, sorry... come again?’ he questioned.
“I asked if you wanted my number or email. I have PSN too..?”
“Yeah, sure. Just a second I’ll get a piece of paper…” He said, rummaging through his bag.
Alex reached into his pocket, pulled out a piece of paper, and offered it to Lewis, who stopped his search.
‘Oh... thanks, Alex.” He said as the bell for classes rang. “Uhm, you’re late for classes...” he added.
“Uh-huh! No problem!” he replied as he walked away. “..And its fine!” Alex added before exiting through the doors.
He watched as the fox ran off, then himself trudged into the hallway.
‘Mh... I kind of like the kid. Not annoying..’ he mused as he headed towards Biology.
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After school was over, I walked outside and down the street. My house is about twelve blocks from the school, but I don’t mind the walk. I saw many other students trailing behind me, probably going to the park or to their homes. As I turned the corner of the street where I live, I began hoping my brother was home.
‘Please be there.. Please be there.. Please be there…’ I begged to myself, as if it would ensure that he was there.
My tail began wagging as I approached our driveway, and when I starteddownit, I noticed his truck parked in the driveway.
“I’m home!’ I declared, shutting the door lightly as I spoke. He was also, but was sprawled out on the couch, sleeping soundly. I decided not to wake him because he needed the rest. As I walked towards the hall, my bright mood dimmed a little as I noticed a picture of my mum, dad, brother, and I all huddled closely. I was much younger in the portrait, the kit in the photo reflected my appearance today, minus about nine or ten years. Although I fought it, tears welled up in my eyes. I sighed shakily and headed towards my upstairs room, and once inside I tossed my books down on the computer desk.
I pulled out the slip of paper Alex handed me and unfolded it. The contents, which were very neatly written, read:
“Cell Phone; 12-467-9723
PSN: AlexandrianFox
E-Mail: error67@fracturedFur.com”
‘I’ll text Alex and tell him I’ll be on the computer later on…’ I thought as I pulled my phone from my pocket.
I typed his number into a New Message and then sent him a text, which read; “This is Lewis, Alex’s phone, yeah?”
Moments later I felt a vibration on my knee and opened the new message.
‘yeah, this is Alex :]’
I added his contacts and replied simply, ‘Okay, Just wanted to be sure. I can’t talk now, gonna nap and start on my homework. I’ll probably be on my Pc later though~’ and set it on the desk as I emptied my pockets of the everyday junk. Pencils, chewing gum, a gum wrapper, a pink eraser broken into halves..
Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzt! Zzzz- I interrupted the silenced ring by opening his message.
‘Aright, talk to ya later then. Sleep well! lol’
I tossed my phone by my books and pulled my clothing off, and got into bed in my boxers. I never did like sleeping with clothes. As I lay, I began thinking about the day.
‘Well.. he seems like a new kid.’
‘Nope. You just never cared to notice him before’ a seemingly other voice in my head responded.
I rolled to my side and sighed. “well. whatever…”
I was very tired. My eyelids began to close rapidly as I continued arguing with myself. I kept wondering why he was so cheery.. He had a demeanor that reminded me of a distant cousin who I don’t know well. Eventually, I was sound asleep.
When I awoke, it was 6:53 PM. I needed to get up and finish an essay for final exams, but I procrastinated and drifted back to sleep again before I made my mind up. When I woke this time, I could see that the May evening was much darker. I had only slept for little over an hour and a half the second time, and the sunset is around 7:25, but even then it doesn’t get too dark out. I yawned and stretched, my feet arching and my tail coiling. I slowly sat upright just as I saw a flash and a loud bang directly afterwards. I yawned again,now more awake, and stood up. Crossing my room I looked out my window to see a downpour of rain, and then I sniffed, catching the scent. I murred quietlyand shivered as gooseflesh crawled across my body.
‘I love the smell of rain’ I thought.
I arched my back, causing it to pop, and crossed to my computer desk. Subsequently turning the desk lamp on I woke my computer up from hibernation and began my essay. After finishing and printing the final draft, I decided I was hungry and went downstairs for some food. Glancing at the clock, I now noticed it was 8:00. As I stepped in the kitchen, I saw my brother.
Jason Lee, my eldest brother, is a slim jet-black wolf. He is taller than I am, and is currently in the University of Media and Fine Arts, to further train himself in drawing, and he illustrates a mini-comic in the local newspaper called “The Daily Coffee Break”. Jason is normally very hyper, and a’ compulsive dunce’, though has many times cheered me up with his little pranks. Hissoft, yet deep voice is calming.
He greeted me with “Hey Lu! You hungry dude?” I nodded in reply, then sat at the table.
“Whatcha want?” he asked, his head stuck in the refrigerator.
“I dunno.. are you hungry too?” I responded.
“Yeah.. starving!” he said with a chuckle.
‘OK.. just make something we can share?” I suggested, to which he only nodded.
After finding a few items, he grumbled and turned to me.
“Uhm.. we can have spaghetti or pizza. Which would you prefer?” he asked.
I knew this was a trick question on my part, because he very well knew I didn’t like spaghetti, so I giggled and replied with a playfully sarcastic “What do you think I want, Captain Obvious?”
He smirked and chuckled at me, putting the before-opened spaghetti sauce back in the refrigerator. Afterwards, he opened the freezer and asked with a stifled chuckle if I wanted pepperoni or super supreme. He knew the answer here too, so I only scoffed and he chucked the Pepperoni back in the freezer, closing the door with his tail.
“Hm.. power must have been knocked out by the storm’ I thought, noticing the flashing “00:00” on the microwave’s display screen.
“Tch.. you’re picky boy. You should learn to take what is offered without question!” he joked.
“Yeah yeah, on and on you rant, problem is Jason, you just gave me TWO choices, TWICE” I replied with a smirk.
He only grumbled after that, and sat down at the table across from me. “Pizza should be done in about.. mmh.’ He looked at the clock, then continued, “ about twenty minutes. So, How was your day?”
I smiled back “Eh. It was pretty good. Some kid named Alex sat by me and now I apparently have a new friend.. Mrs. Johnson was a royal ass again today.. ”
He scoffed, “Oh.. big surprise. That old bat is still hanging from the rafters of room 12A?”
I sat silently and then began laughing. ‘Only you Jason.”
“What!? Wh-HEY! I speak the truth, so therefore I can say that.” He argued with a matter-of-factly tone.
I began to catch whiffs of the sauce and dough of the pizza and sniffed the air with a smile “Is it done yet?” I asked in a begging tone.
He stood and grabbed the towel on the stovetop and opened the door to the oven. The smell of a ‘perfectly’ cooked pizza overcame me, and I started squirming impatiently. I swore he took his time just to torture me.
“Mmh.. smells excellent! Hurry up! Bloody hell you’re going to drive me insane Jason”
“Oh listen to you” he said as he sliced the pizza into eight large servings and brought it to the table. “Now. You can get up and get your own dinner ware” he teased.
‘ As if! He’ll wind up hogging it!” I told myself. I know he wouldn’t do that, but he would at least try to for the humor of it. Jason is a major joker, but he does it for good fun, not to be mean. One of my favorite characteristics he possesses is a kind heart.
I stuck my tongue out at him. “Be that as it may, you’ll want to have a nice, cold, drink with that delicious pizza.. and I’m not getting it for you!” I said, putting emphasis on select words. He “Tch”’d. something we both do to add sarcasm or impatience. “Fine” he continued, “But I’ll get my revenge..”
We ate rather quietly for the remaining time, only exchanging our daily activities’ info and other small talk until we were both finished. I thanked him sarcastically for the ‘gourmet meal’ and washed our plates.
I finished right at nine o’ clock and told my brother goodnight. He replied “Night Lewis, sleep well bro!”
Once I was upstairs, I texted Alex and checked to see how much longer he’d be up. The answer was; “When do teenagers have bedtimes exactly?? Lol. I’ll be up until I get tired, and that’s usually around 11-3.”
‘Friggin night owl..’ I chuckled, and replied
“Alright. I’m gonna shower and when I get finished we can play a game or whatever.”
“Righto, no problem”
I attached my phone to my charging dock. It’s one of those kinds that are charged by light and then stored as electricity, and transfers that energy into the phone battery by magnetism with a special case that comes with it. Pretty handy. Anyways I grabbed some fresh clothes and walked into the bathroom. I rarelylock my bedroom door because my brother always knocks;however, he does sometimes open it a little and ask if he can come in.
I stripped and stepped into the shower, closed the door, and turned the showerhead on. The cold blast that rained down on me didn’t bother me, but it still surprised me. I backed up to let the water warm up, and once satisfied, I took a hot fifteen minute shower.
Once I was dried off and finished laying my fur down the way I wanted, I dressed and walked over to boot my computer up. I texted Alex to see if he was still awake.
He immediately responded. ‘Yup.. still here. Hey, do you have Little Big Planet 2? If so, wanna play? A few people and I are all playing if you want to join us.”
I loved that game, so I said “definitely. I added you earlier, so just send the invitation” as I turned my television and PlayStation 3 on. I put in Little Big Planet 2, and after signing in, started the game. As soon as I was in-game, I received an invitation to join a game, and accepted. There were four or five others playing besides myself. We played for about an hour and after a while, Alex sent “Lol. Everyone else must be asleep. I’m such a night owl. ” Into the game from the Popit chat. I replied after a short laugh with “lol. Me too. Starting to get a bit bored though..”
After a few minutes with no reply, his Sackboy disappeared and I began to wonder if he had decided to go to sleep. With a sigh, I quit the game and read through game invitation requests, and checked who was online. After searching for and confirming his online status, I invited him to a text chat and he replied after a minute or so.
‘Heya’
“Helloo. Get bored?”
‘Ya’ was his simple reply.
“Sorry.. Hey, did you finish that report?” I asked, trying to spark a conversation.
‘Yea.. I did it a while ago’
‘OK.. I did too’
‘srry brb. Mom wants me.. :l’
I sat quietly, then after a moment, I felt like I had a thousand pound weight on my shoulders. I began feeling less happy and my mood sank to the floor as I remembered the past, and without any other warning, I began to cry quietly into my arms.
‘plip!’
I looked up, my fur matted, to see his message
‘Sorry.. she decided to change routines. ._.’ ’
I wiped my face and tried to gather myself up with a sigh, and eventually I answered with ‘OK.’. His next reply came a bit later than mine did, but he obviously ‘noticed’ that I was troubled. ‘Are you okay?’ he posted, adding ‘I mean.. anything wrong?’ directly afterward.
“Uhm, yeah.. just tired all of a sudden..” , I lied. “I think I’m gonna go”
Due to the speed I posted with, he replied “Oh...Okay. Sorry D:” to the first post as I sent my second, and then “seeya later Lewis! Sleep well ” a moment later.
I shut the system off and sighed, my ears drooped and my tail hanging limply on the floor. For a while, I sat on the edge of my bed, mourning and crying dry tears. I woke up some time later and found myself under the sheets; Jason probably came up to say goodnight and tucked me in.
‘Did he come in here..?” I questioned myself.
‘Well, most likely. He always comes to say goodnight, and he surely saw you..’ I thought, countering my own logic. I sighed in relaxation and lay there for a long while, tears leaking out of my eyes as I went to war with my conscious mind and its activity.

*End Chapter I*
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