Hey everyone HotFudge with my second fan fiction. This one will be a bit longer probably six chapters or so, I don't know. Anyway thank you to all who read Freefall but I'm still looking for those reviews. Come on people don't make me beg.

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Chapter 1

The low rumble of the engine of the U-Haul truck filled Riku's ears. He had been dozing for the last hour not looking forward to arriving at his destination. He and his family were moving to Destiny Islands. He never wanted to leave twilight town but his mother and decided to after the death of his father.

Flashback

"Riku," said his mom "I've been doing some thinking and I'm moving the family"

"What?!" yelled Riku "No I'm not moving, I like it here."

"Riku we have to get out of this town, I can't live here anymore not without you father," his mother said tearing up.

"Ah!!" yelled Riku. He stomped out the front door slamming it behind him; his mother sank to the floor crying.

Riku roamed the streets for hours till finally he found what he was looking for, a fight. A punk kid about Riku's age was standing on a street corner yelling profanities at passer bys. As Riku passed, the boy yelled something about Riku's mother. Riku didn't catch it but it gave him an excuse to take out his frustration.

"Excuse me?" he said approaching the young man. The guy bowed up and tightened the headband he wore.

"You heard me," the punk said. He shoved Riku "what you gonna do about it punk ass?" Riku punched the kid in the face; the boy stumbled back but quickly recovered. He swung at Riku's head; Riku ducked the blow and hit the kid in the ribs. The kid clutched at his ribs stumbling back. A crowd began to form to watch the two brawl. Riku tackled the boy and placed his knee in his stomach he began to rain blows onto the kids face. Right, left, right, left, he punched till he couldn't lift his arms. He stood up and stood over the kid's lifeless figure. Blood dripped from his knuckles and fell to the ground. The kid moaned in pain and got to his feet then he left the crowd. Riku turned and saw many of the viewers in the crowd had cell phones and had recorded the whole thing Riku shook his head and started home as the crowd began to disperse. He knew that he wouldn't have to face repercussions, he has moving.

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Riku opened his eyes and watched as the shore got closer. His mother had told him they were going to take a ferry to the islands. He groaned and looked around the cab of the truck. His mother was driving, her eyes set forward. She had hardly said three words the whole trip. In the middle was his three year old sister, she was sleeping peacefully her head in Riku's lap. He smiled; he loved his sister and would walk through hell to protect her.

The family reached the ferry in short order. Riku climbed out of the U-haul with a desperate need to stretch his legs. He climbed to the deck of ferry and walked to the front of the bow. The sea wind whipped through his hair catching the long silver lochs and throwing them about. The smell was something he was unaccustomed to too. Even though they call it Twilight Town, his home was every much a city as New York, the air there was muggy and close together. But this salty air was, well refreshing.

He heard foot steps behind him. He turned to see who it was. It was his mother, Riku didn't say anything he just turned back to face the ever growing island he was doomed to live on.

"Riku," his mother started. When she didn't get a response she continued "I'm sorry your upset, but after your dad died a couldn't stay there anymore."

"Whatever," said Riku "I just don't see why we have to move to a freaking island." Actually he knew the answer full well. His mother had grown up on Destiny Island, she met Riku's father at college in Twilight Town. It had been his home; Riku's mother's home had always been the islands.

When he received no response Riku left the deck and went inside, he was hungry. He grabbed a burger from the cafeteria and sat alone. He munched on the burger and closed and opened his right hand. It ached and was swollen; he figured he fractured a knuckle or something. That was nothing new; he'd been in countless fights before and had fractured them countless times. Both hands were very bruised too, 'that punk had a hard head' he thought to himself.

The ferry ride took longer that Riku thought it would so he went back to the U-haul truck and climbed back into the cab. He leaned his seat back and started to doze. He faded in and out of consciousness but never really got to sleep. His thoughts were plagued with old memories of his home. Like the time he and his best friend Siefer had TPed Siefer's older brother's car. Or the time they had jumped off the bridge over the river and Siefer had broken his leg. His most memorable moment however was training with his dad; Riku's dad had trained Riku in mixed martial arts since he was a little kid. Riku loved working out and loved fighting but he never broke his father's one rule: No fighting outside the gym no matter how bad he wanted it or how angry he was. At least he never had until the night his mother said they were moving, after that fight though he vowed to never do it again. These memories filled his head for the better part off an hour until finally the call for all for everyone to return to their vehicles came.

Riku's mom and sister returned and climbed into the cab. Riku buckled his sister in and set his gaze forwards. The wait to get off the ferry was a long one but finally their turn to leave arrived. They left the ferry and headed towards their new house. Riku's mother's parents had been well off and left her everything when they died. Including a gigantic mansion and all the money a person could want. That didn't thrill Riku, while the idea of being rich wasn't too bad; he was just in a bad mood.

The drive was a short one, the house was right on the beach so it didn't take too long to get there. Riku climbed out of the truck picked but his sister and went inside. The people from the moving company would be there in an hour so he didn't need to unpack the truck. Instead he followed his mother inside to look at the house. The entry way was massive, the size of a small apartment. He went left into the sitting area which was quite large in and of its self. Then he went into the kitchen again big, dining room, big bathroom, big. The whole house was massive; his own room which was on the third, floor was gigantic.

Overwhelmed, Riku left the house and went down to the beach. He sat in the sand by the water the surf crashing over his feet. He wrapped his arms around his knees and stared out over the water. He sat there for a good hour until he got tired of the view. So he climbed farther up the beach and lay on his back, closed his eyes and, with ocean playing its serene lullaby, he drifted off to sleep.

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When Riku awoke he was instantly aware that he was cold and exposed to the elements. He sat up and gazed through the darkness. He could here the ocean lapping on the shore, he checked his watch. It was eleven. He stood up and stumbled up to the house. He went inside and headed for the stairs; too tired to care that the house was now fully furnished and homey. He climbed up to his room and closed the door. He stripped off his shirt and sandy pants. Then he fell face first onto his bed, asleep before his head hit the pillow.

The next morning Riku awoke at six AM. He had to go to school; he hated school and hated being the new kid even more. He climbed off his bed and headed for the only other room on this floor, a bathroom. He climbed into the shower and turned in on. The warm water that poured over his body helped to wake him. He soaped up and rinsed off, then he stood in the shower for another fifteen minutes before climbing out. He pulled a towel out of the cupboard and dried off. The movers had done a good job unpacking their stuff the house looked like Riku had lived here all his life not just ten hours.

After drying off Riku wrapped the towel around his waist and headed for his room. He dressed in a pair of board shorts, (that was one good thing about living here it was warm all year) and a blue tee shirt. He put on his flip flops and let the room. He went down stairs, and headed for the door to catch the bus, but his mom's voice stopped him.

"Riku, I'm going to pick you up after school, we're going to get you a car," she said.

"Ok,' said Riku and walked through the door. He went down the road and sat on the curb to wait for the bus. He didn't have to wait too long before the yellow vehicle came into view. It stopped in front of him and the door opened. Riku let out a long sigh and stepped on. As he walked towards the back he felt all eyes on him, most of the kids looked like they were underclassmen. Riku sat alone in the back, ignoring the glancing and just flat out staring people. After awhile they got bored and resumed whatever they were doing before has arrival. Riku stared out the window and watched the unfamiliar buildings pass by. The school was on the other side of the island so it took awhile to get there plus the bus made a few more stops to pick up other kids.

Finally the bus got to the school; Riku stepped off the bus and went into the front doors. He went in to the main office and checked in. They gave him his schedule and a map of the school and sent him on his way. Since he was a senior and already had most his credits, Riku only had one core class, English and it was first. He headed for the class; it took him awhile to find it. The school was massive, three stories, and two thousand rooms, including ten student lounges, a library, two cafeterias, a weight room, and four, yes four, gyms. So naturally he got lost.

Riku finally tracked down his English class and walked into the room, interrupting the teachers lecture on William Shakespeare. He handed the teacher his schedule and told him his name.

"Ah, they told me you were coming, if you'd sit next to Miss Richmond there," he said pointing to a blonde headed girl in a white dress. Riku walked over to the empty desk next to her and sat down. Once again all eyes were on him for a moment, but when the teacher began talking again they all turned to face the board. All but the girl next to him anyway, he could feel her eyes on him. He turned to look at her with a quick movement. She visibly startled and sucked in her breath. Riku raised a questioning eyebrow. She shook her head and faced the board.

After English Riku had weight training he headed for the locker room, he knew where it was, he had passed it on his quest for English. But a small voice stopped him.

"Hey,' it called. Riku turned in search of the voice, he saw the girl from English heading towards him. He waited for her. "Hey," she said again.

"Hi," responded Riku "can I help you?"

"Um," she started "I wanted to introduce myself, I'm Namine Richmond," she said extending her hand. Riku stared at it for a second before shaking it.

"Riku Carlyle," he said. She smiled

"Well it was nice meeting you Riku," she said "I'll see you around," and with that she left. Riku shook his head and started for the weight room.

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The rest of the day went by pretty slow for Riku, he ate lunch alone, worked out alone (he had three lifting classes), and did his school work alone. After school he went outside and found his moms car. He climbed in the front seat responded to his mother 'hello' with a grunt and stared straight ahead. His mother gave up and they left the school. They ended up gong to the Yamaha shop where Riku's mom bought him a brand new R6. Riku was very happy and hugged his mom for the first time in a long time. She smiled and returned it.

"I have to go pick up Kim from the sitters," she said.

"All right, I'll see you at home," said Riku. He pulled on his helmet and started his bike. The engine roared to life and Riku raced off home.

After Riku got home he went up to his room and did his English homework. It didn't take too long though. After he finished his homework, he went down stairs were the movers had put all his workout equipment. There was a weight bench, a squat rack, a pull up bar, and dumbbells. In addition to all the weights there were mats for fighting on the ground and doing calys, a punching bag he would have to hang from the ceiling, and a speed bag. While he worked Riku thought about all the fun he and his family had while he was fighting. His mother cheering him on, his fathers encouraging word when he won and his mothers love embraces and fathers levelheaded guidance when he lost. Then Riku thought about the way he had acted after his father's accident. He had acted like an ass to his mother and seemed to be pushing her away; he knew he couldn't do that; his father would never forgive him.

His work took most of the evening but finally he got his workout room set up and ready. After he finished he went down stairs and ate diner. His mom and sister had eaten earlier that night, his mom had called for him but he wanted to get done. After he ate he went up stairs and to his mom's room. He stopped outside her room and let out a long breath. He knew she was awake because there was light coming out from under the door. He knocked half hoping she would send him away. She didn't, she told him to come in.

Riku opened the door to his mother's room and walked in. She was sitting in bed, and had a book on her lap; she was probably reading before he came in.

"Hey Riku," she said. He responded with a 'hey' and sat on the edge of her bed.

"Mom, I'm sorry for the way I've been acting. I was upset because I missed dad and didn't know how to deal with it," he said. He began to tear up, he hadn't cried since he was four, but this was needed. His mother cradled his head and stroked his hair. After he stopped crying, Riku's mother kissed his cheek and sent him to bed. Riku happily compiled and went to bed.

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The next morning Riku woke with a renewed spirit. He showered, dressed in a pair of shorts and silver tee and raced down stairs. He kissed his sister on the head and mother on the cheek. Then he picked up one of the pancakes his mother was making and raced out the door. He slid his helmet on his head and raced off towards the school.

When he got there Riku headed for the front door but was stopped by yelling to his right. He turned and went to investigate. What he found pissed him off. Four boys surrounded one and were punching and kicking the young man a fifth bully looked on he was probably the ringleader.

"Hey hey," shouted Riku and ran to the group, he grabbed the first one he came to and jerked him off the boy. Then grabbed the kid and literally threw him to safety. The boys surrounded Riku. Riku stood there, waiting he was going to try to get out of this without hurting anyone. The first person who charged him was a guy with big lamb chop sideburns. He swung at Riku face, Riku ducked the blow. The next one who attacked him had a cross on his face, he aimed a kick at Riku which he side stepped. Then he took a blow to the face by a guy with a dice earring, he punched again but Riku blocked this one and pushed the guy back. The only one of the four he hadn't been attacked by, the one he had pulled off the kid, had pink hair.

"That's enough," came a call. Riku turned to face the speaker. It was the guy who was looking on. He had spiked blonde hair. "I think he's had enough," and with that the five bullies left.

Riku ran over to the kid and helped him up.

"You ok?" he asked

"Yeah," he said. His face was a little swollen but only if you looked for it. "Thanks for the assist,"

"Anytime," said Riku

"I'm Pence," said the boy "Pence Thompson"

"Riku Carlyle," said Riku shaking his hand

"Nice to meet you," said Pence

"Like wise," said Riku, and with that they headed for the front door.

Later that day Riku found himself alone in the weight room. He was currently doing arm curls and lunges. When he was about half way through his third set he heard a called for a spot behind him. He turned and saw someone struggling with bench press. Riku dropped his weights and ran over.

"I gotcha," he said grabbing the bar and helped the lifter rack the it.

"Thanks," said the lifter sitting up

"No problem," said Riku and moved back to finish his own set. When he finished he turned to see the lifter staring at him. "Something wrong," he asked.

"What's your name," he asked

"Uh, Riku," he said caught off guard.

"I thought so," said the lifter "you helped out my buddy Pence earlier today."

"Oh, yeah," said Riku

"I'm Hayner," said the lifter

"Nice to meet you," said Riku. They were interrupted by the coach calling for showers. They went to the locker room and showered and when Riku started to leave Hayner called to him.

"Hey Riku what you doing for lunch?" he asked.

"Uh, nothing," said Riku.

"Wanna join some friends and I?" asked Hayner.

"Yeah sure," said Riku.

"Awight, follow me," said Hayner and headed for the west cafeteria.

When they got there Riku followed Hayner to a table occupied by several teens. Riku only recognized two of them. One was Pence, who stood up and hollered…"Riku." The other was Namine, the girl he sat next to in English. Everyone turned to face him and Hayner.

"Hey everyone this is Riku," said Hayner "he's the one who pulled Pence out of trouble today." Everyone said 'hi' and waved. Riku responded with a short 'hey'

"Ok, intros," said Hayner. "That's Sora," he said pointing to a kid with messy brown hair "that's his girlfriend Kairi. That's Wakka, Tidus, Selphie, and Ollete. And that's…"

"Namine," Riku finished for him. Hayner gave him a funny look. "We have English together."

"Oh," said Hayner. He sat down next to Ollete, leaving the only open seat was the one next to Namine. Riku sat down and said

"Well, together again" earning a laugh from Namine.

"Yep," she said.

"Hey Riku, you play Blitzball, ya?" asked the red haired boy named Wakka.

"No," said Riku shaking his head.

"Brutal," said the sandy haired boy Tidus.

"Huh?" Riku was confused.

Sora, Wakka, Tidus and I are on the school Blitz team," said Hayner.

"Oh, and you wanted me to play?" asked Riku.

"Yeah," said Sora.

"Well I don't play sorry. I do enjoy watching though," he said.

"Well at least our fan club will have one more," said Tidus

"Hey!!" came a yell from across the cafeteria.

Riku turned to see who it was. It was that blonde haired guy from that morning. He started walking towards the table Riku was sitting at, his four thugs in tow. They approached the table, Pence slightly hid behind Wakka. The guy stopped right in front of Riku.

"You," he said talking to Riku "Fight me."

"Huh," said Riku.

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Well that's that. For those of you who are wondering the Four Thugs are: Xaldin, Siax, Marluxia, and Luxord. This story has been in my head for quite awhile but I never really knew were it was headed. I just started writing and this is what I got I hope it works for ya. The music I listened to while writing this was:

False Pretence by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

The Game by Disturbed

Over My Head by Sum 41

Under the Knife by Rise Against

Yes over and over.

"Even if the morrow is barren of promises, nothing shall forestall my return."