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Title: Riku's Sister
Rating: T (might be bumped later)
Summery: Riku's life is horrible. So is his little sister's. Can he kidnap her and heal the broken links of their lives?
Pairings: Soku, AkuRoku, slight Zemyx

There were three things I didn't want to do on my 21st birthday: 1. Go home to my abusive dad and watch helplessly as my sister was beat senseless; 2. Spend time away from my boyfriend, Sora; 3. Explain to my dad that I was gay.

Unfortunately, all of those happened.

As soon as I walked through the door of my childhood home, my 13-year-old sister Alisia knocked me down with a bear hug, making our silver hair fly everywhere.

"Riku!" she screamed in my ear. When we finally landed, she winced as though she had hit a bruise.

"Has he-?" I began to whisper in alarm, but I was interrupted as our father walked in the room. Sephiroth stared down at us with a glare that could put out a raging wildfire. We both stood up quickly, keeping our eyes on the floor as we stepped back silently— fearfully, in Alisia's case. Sephiroth's silver hair and feline facial features matched ours perfectly. Many people, mostly women, thought he was gorgeous.

We thought he was a pain in the ass.

So, here was the situation: First, my sister had basically pounced me, a big no-no with the father figure. Second, have I mentioned that Sephiroth was abusive? Let me clarify that: It had been 3 years since Id seen him and I still had bruises shaped like his fist. Third, he was blocking the only exit besides the front door, and I had no desire to drag my baby sister to my hyperactive boyfriend who would scar her mind for life.

Yep. I was screwed.

"Umm… Hey, Dad." I forced myself to grin. Sephiroth nodded his response slowly. Shit. He still scared the hell out of me.

"Happy Birthday, Riku…" he said formally before heading into the kitchen. Once he was out of the room, Alisia collapsed in relief.

"Oh God, Riku. What did you do to put him in a foul mood this time?" she breathed, folding her knees into her chest. I instantly realized how frail my sister looked. I kneeled down beside her and put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Nothing," I said quietly, then added, "yet." I argued with myself on whether to tell her now or to wait for the family meeting. She looked up at me with her sea-gray eyes. Those were unique among the family. Sephiroth, Mom, our cousins, and I all had light green irises. Alisia's, on the other hand, were the perfect mix of blue, green and gray, and they were piercing.

"What's wrong?" she whispered, judging my body language and voice.

I looked at the girl who knew me better than I knew myself. She was watching my every twitch and expression, listening to the exact tone of my voice. She knew what mood Sephiroth and I were in by these two factors.

"Umm… It's Sora," I said quietly and carefully, trying not to let the lust of being near him slip into that simple phrase. She cut her eyes at me in concern.

"Is he alright?" she asked, fear dripping in her voice.

"He's fine. In fact," I looked around to see if "Dad" was anywhere around, "he and I have been dating for six months now."

Alisia grinned playfully. She only did that when something she thought would happen actually did, but it surprised me.

"You knew all along?"

She nodded, biting her lip and grinning madly. I shook my head as I stood up and bent down to help her up. We slowly trudged our way into the kitchen to celebrate my birthday.

First chapters never make sense do they?

-Blood&Ashes-