Yakuza Kingdom

Chapter1

Sora Moves to Hollow Bastion

The boy sat in his seat on the train by himself. He was very small for his age, seventeen, barely reaching five foot-six. The boy had a sunny-looking body. His skin was golden from spending endless hours in the sun, he wore bright clothes-baggy red pants, a white shirt, and an open red vest over it. His eyes were large and doe-like, cerulean orbs staring out the window as the train ran across an unfamiliar country side, away from the familiarity of his hometown and towards the big city far away. His legs swung in the air as two earbuds blasted music from his phone, blocking out all amble talk and rhythmic clink-clank of the train wheels and track. He had spiky caramel hair, it darkened as he aged. The boy's luggage was sitting next to him, two large suitcases full of all of his possessions, as well as an over the shoulder sports bag that sat in the overhead compartment holding pictures and other mementos.

The boy hummed along with his music, his hands patting on his lap every now and then, head bobbing slightly, plump lips opened in a naturally seductive manner as he mouthed the words to himself. He stopped suddenly, lips going thin as tears started to form in his eyes. He ripped the earbuds out of his ears and forced himself to breathe taking laborious, slow breaths. The people around him stared at him for a bit, shocked expressions on their faces before going about their businesses. The boy sniffled, replaced his earbuds, and skipped the song. He started to bob his head to the music again, doing his best to smile to himself as he mouthed the words.

The train continued along its tracks, heading closer and closer to the city that stood in the distance, its skyscrapers and buildings growing taller, piercing the orange evening sky, their shadows falling on the cliffside that the city rested on. The train started to dwarf in comparison to the city as the evening continued on, and even though it was still summer the boy couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine as the train went across the steep rocky cliff and into a tunnel, darkness swallowing the train and its passengers before the compartment lights switched on. The boy sighed as the train continued on through the tunnel, knowing that he was now below his new home of Hollow Bastion. It felt like the train was going up a wide spiral, the tunnel lights going swiftly by slowing down as the tracks finally straightened out and the train burst through the tunnel and into a station. It slowed to a stop, and an automatic voice announced, "Hollow Bastion. Next stop: Twilight Town."

The boy stood up and stretched on the tips of his toes trying to reach his bag. Somehow during the ride, it pushed itself towards the back and out of reached. The boy made a noise of frustration. He looked around and moved to stand on the seat he was sitting in when a large hand reached above the boy and pulled the bag. "Here, I'm guessing this is yours," a deep voice said. Sora turned to see a large muscular young man with long brown hair that reached the base of his neck. He had blue eyes and slightly tanned skin and wore a skin-pressing black shirt and pants. He had a nice smile as he held out the bag towards the boy. "I'm Terra by the way," he said. "Terra Senshi.

The boy took out his earbud and smiled as he took the bag. "Sora," he said. "Sora Strife."

"Nice to meet you Sora," Terra said. "Why don't I help you with your stuff?" He moved to lift both of Sora's large suitcases with a small huff. "Man, these things are heavy," he chuckled. "You are moving here?"

"Yeah," Sora nodded. "I'm moving into my aunt and uncle's house."

"Nice, where do they live?" Terra asked as the two went down the walkway in the middle of the compartment. Sora shouldering his bag of mementos and the Terra Senshi man holding his belongings.

"On Rose Drive," Sora said, remembering the email his cousin sent him.

"Rose Drive huh?" Terra said. "I know that place, nice neighborhood. I guess that means you're going to go to HHS?"

"HHS?" Sora asked in confusion.

"Hollow High School," Terra said. "Boring name, I know, but it's the nearest high school to Rose Drive. I went there myself." He smiled.

"Really?"

"Yeah, graduated a few years ago," Terra nodded. They both walked out of the train compartment and onto the actual station. It was quickly filling with people as passengers got on and off of the long-distance train. Sora started to feel dizzy looking at so many people, he was sure that there was more people in the station at that moment then there was ever in his village! Terra made sure that Sora stayed close by, the muscular man pressing against Sora's back every now and then as they walked, Terra guiding him. "So, where are you from? If you don't mind me asking."

"I'm from Destiny Island," Sora said. "It's a small village by the sea-side."

"Woah," Terra said, giving out a low whistle. "You traveled a long way."

"Yeah… I had to take a twenty-hour bus to the nearest town where I was on that train for… a long time, I don't know, another twelve hours?" Sora said.

Terra gave another whistle and said, "Looks like you had yourself a little adventure Sora. How are you going to your uncle's home?"

"They're going to pick me up," Sora said. "My aunt, my uncle, and even my cousin." He smiled at the thought of his cousin. "I can't wait to see him again. It's been years since I last saw him. You know we were born on the same day? At the same time even!"

"Wow," Terra said. "That's rare."

"Yeah," Sora nodded. "They used to live at my village too and we spent every day together. We were like twins, which is funny because my dad and uncle are…were twins." Sora's smile faltered slightly and Terra decided it was better to not ask about it. He didn't know why but something about the small teenager made him want to protect him, he wanted to swoop the boy up before they even reach the end of the station and carry the boy away to his home where Terra could take care of him forever. But the young man decided against it, instead saying, "Pseudo-twins made by actual twins… must be some weird faith stuff."

"Yeah," Sora nodded. "I was so sad when they had to move away however. My aunt got a new job offering here and they just picked up house and move. Of course, we had a huge party the day before celebrating the promotion… but when I woke up the next day realizing that I'll never see my cousin again, I was devastated. That was… six years ago I think, when we were eleven."

"Sounds like you two are going to have an emotional reunion," Terra chuckled. Sora nodded. They followed the crowd up a wide set of stairs, around a corner, down a short wide hallway with many openings, and up a ramp with a green line painted on the floor. The ramp turned into another hallway that connected to the main station terminal. People around them were walking about, busily staring at their phones and large electronic screens that listed the train times that changed every five minutes or so. There were happy shouts and screeches of family reunions and tearful goodbyes next to them. The two walked through the gate and Terra immediately guided Sora to a small clearing near the front of the station. The young man set the two suitcases down on a green metal bench and Sora shrugged the sports bag next to it. "It was very nice meeting you Sora," Terra smiled. "I hoped that you my city. Which reminds me…" He bent down and kissed both of Sora's cheeks rapidly. "In my family, it is good luck to kiss a person's cheek before he goes off on a new adventure, which I'm sure this will be for you. I wish I could stay and wait with you, but unfortunately, I have a family of my own who's waiting for me. My older brother's very impatient." Terra laughed and it was now that Sora noticed that he had his own loaded bag sitting on his shoulder. How strong was this guy to carry all three without complaining?

"Yeah, it was great meeting you too Terra," Sora smiled. "I hope to see you again." The man waved as he turned to leave, Sora losing sight of him in the crowd. The teen sighed and looked around, biting the inside of his cheek. There were too many people in here, he started to feel uncomfortable. He wanted his aunt and uncle to find him quickly and leave this place.

He decided to stand up on the green metal bench and try to look around. Standing, he could see nothing but a sea of heads, pushing and moving against each other like a violent sea. The noise flooded his ears, he couldn't make out a single voice out of the sea as people pushed against each other. There were families holding signs near him, but none of them had his name. Suddenly he was pulled from the bench and smothered into a guy's body as arms tightened against him. "SORA!" the voice screamed in happiness.

Sora turned to see blonde spike hair that he recognized immediately; it was the same natural style it was six years ago. "Roxas!" he smiled, his own arms hugging his cousin.

Roxas's voice seemed to drown the entire flood of voices as he yelled, "MOM! DAD! I FOUND SORA!" The teen wouldn't dare let go of Sora as two adults ran up to them.

"Roxas, you shouldn't run away like that," a gentle woman's voice said. Sora looked over his cousin's shoulder to see a tall gentle and kind looking woman with long brown hair and green eyes, wearing a pink dress and red jacket over it. Next to her was a tall masculine looking man with bulging forearms but a kiddish smile and green eyes and black hair. "Aunt Aerith, Uncle Zack," he said. The two smiled and Uncle Zack said, "Roxas let go for a moment, I want to check him out."

Roxas seemed reluctant to do so, but he did. Sora was finally able to see his cousin fully. He was taller than Sora, but had the same face except for his hair which was a dark blonde compared to Sora's caramel. Uncle Zack stepped in front of Sora gently lifted his chin, turning Sora's head this way and that before lifting Sora's arms and ticking his armpits. "Stop that!" Sora laughed, squirming under his uncle's fingers.

Uncle Zack smiled and said, "Looks like Cloud and Leon did right. You look good kid. Come on, let's go home."

Sora nodded, trying his best to keep his smile at the mention of his parents. Zack moved to pick up Sora's suitcases and Roxas got his bag before Sora could get it. Roxas latched his hand onto Sora's and smiled. "It's going to be just like old times, you'll see," he said, his thumb moved gently across the outside of Sora's hand, and he was thankful for that. The four of them walked out of the station and into the streets. Sora took in a deep breath, thankful for the fresh air.

"These things are heavy," Uncle Zack said. "How did you every carry them by yourself? You really must have got your father's strength."

Sora blushed and nodded. "And I had some help," he said. "A guy named Terra carried them out of the train for me. We talked for a bit and he seemed really helpful and nice—he even went to Roxas's high school!"

"Sounds great," Uncle Zack said as they reached a white Ford Escape. Aunt Aerith opened the trunk for her husband, and Uncle Zack placed the two suitcases in followed by Sora's sports bag. He closed the trunk and unlocked the car again as he moved to the driver's seat. Aunt Aerith got into the passenger's seat and the two boys climbed into the back. "We'll have to thank him if you ever see him again, "Uncle Zack continued. "What was his last name?"

"Umm… Terra …Senshi. Terra Senshi," Sora said, remembering the last name.

"Senshi huh? We'll remember that," Uncle Zack smiled. "Anyway, let's go home." He started the car and drove away from the train station.

Aunt Aerith turned to look at Sora. "We have your room ready for you," she said. "It's right next to Roxas's room, I hope you don't mind that, and you two will have to share the bathroom. Sorry Roxas," she giggled lightly. Roxas, who was still holding Sora's hand, just shrugged. Aunt Aerith turned her attention from her son to her nephew and said, "I know that it'll take a while… for everything to settle down for you. I know that this is a drastic change from the village but I'm positive that it's going to be a good change Sora. Which reminds me, do you still love Pineapple Pork Chops?"

"I do!" Sora smiled.

"Great," Aunt Aerith smiled. "I'm having Axel keeping an eye on it since he showed up without notice." Her eyes fell on Roxas, who again shrugged.

"Who?" Sora asked turning to Roxas.

"My boyfriend," Roxas said. "Three years."

"Which somehow means that he's allowed to show up without a simple phone call," Uncle Zack said, his eyes glancing at his son in the rear-view mirror.

Roxas blushed and said, "How was I supposed to know when he shows up or not? I told him that today we're picking up Sora!"

"Still, sorry for the extra guest," Aunt Aerith said apologetically to Sora. "If you want, we can have Shiro chase him around. He grew a bit over the years."

"Little Shiro?" Sora asked, remembering the dog. It was just a tiny puppy when Roxas moved away.

"Yes," Aunt Aerith smiled. "He seemed to have taken growing like you two boys have. Oh, and you don't need to worry about your senior year of school, Sora. Your uncle and I already took care of all the paperwork you need and got you a new backpack. It's waiting for you in your room."

"Okay," Sora nodded.

"Listen, Sora, I know that this is going to be tough, really tough, but we'll get through it together, alright?" Uncle Zack said. "We'll raise you the way we know Cloud and Leon would have wanted, or God help us they'll haunt us till the end of time."

"Zack!"

Sora gave a sad smile and looked at his uncle. "Thank you," he said. "All of you… for everything."

"We're just glad that you're finally here Sora," Aunt Aerith said.

"Yeah, so come on tell us about your ride here!" Roxas said.

Sora looked at him and nodded. "Alright," he said. "The adoption agency had a car drive me to the bus station where I had to take one of those really big buses you see on the highway from Destiny Island to a town called Traverse Town. It was long, boring, and kind of smelly. There was this guy sitting across from he, I swear he looked like a goat and smelled like one too! And, and this woman kept chewing gum this whole way and she had an obvious fake tan, which was very weird for a place like the village and obviously must be a tourist or something. Anyway, I was on that bus for what seemed like forever but my phone swore it was twenty hours. I got off at the station, had some really awful food, and got on my train. I slept on the train for… six or so hours according to my phone and listened to music the rest of the way. When we got here, the guy Terra Senshi helped me get my sports bag, it was on the overhead compartment thing and somehow slipped to the back and I couldn't reach it. We walked together off of the train and he helped me carry my bags to where you guys found me."

"Sounds like quite a journey you had," Aunt Aerith said. "You must be exhausted."

"Actually… I am… and hungry," Sora blushed.

"Then good thing we have dinner waiting for you, provided Axel didn't eat it all," Aunt Aerith said.

"He won't, I promise," Roxas said. He seemed to pause for a second and took out his phone with his free hand, texting this Axel person while still holding Sora's hand. Sora moved closer to Roxas and whispered, "Actually, there's one part that I left out. I don't want your parents to hear about it."

"What is it?"

"Terra kissed my cheeks," Sora said. "He said it was a family tradition in his family. It means good luck."

"That's nice… or you just scored with a hot man," Roxas said, smirking. Sora blushed and nodded slightly.

The car turned onto a street and Sora barely saw a sign saying "Rose Drive" before looking out the window. The houses were all very nice, green lawns sectioned off by fences that somehow seemed inviting rather than defensive. Sora could see children running around playing as their parents sat on reclined chairs. The street, and surrounding neighborhood had a very suburban feeling, despite the fact that the skyscrapers seen piercing the skyline loomed close by. Their car pulled into a driveway next to a motorcycle and Smart Car, and Uncle Zack turned off the car's engine.

"Oh good, he didn't take my bike out," Uncle Zack said as he got out of the car. The rest followed and Sora looked at the house that was to be his new home.

It was two stories high built with a mixture of stone and plastic sidings. The stone made up the first floor, as if it was a cottage that was later built upon by the plastic siding that expanded into the second floor and arched roof. There were several windows that were equidistance apart, all of them the same style with two black wooden panels on each side that gave an impression that they could be closed on a stormy day, all of them, the windows, open, their curtains on the insides to the side of the windows allowing people on the outside to look in. The lawn in front of the house was perfectly green, dog toys spread around as if left behind by their owner before moving to the next toy. The driveway led to a garage made of plastic siding that connected to the stone house in an awkward manner, the stone abruptly ending it's precise pattern to shift into white plastic tiles and a closed garage door that was the length of the driveway. The pathway leading up to the house had a similar pattern of stone: gray stone, white stone, gray stone, white stone; all the stones connected by a cement filling and cut together to make multiple octagonal shapes that fitted together like pieces of a puzzle. The pathway began from the driveway, which connected to the sideway by a dipped section, pushed forward for a couple of feet before curving gently to the right and having a straight shot to the front door. The ground between the pathway and driveway was converted into a miniature garden: flower bushes filling up the space with vibrant colors of pinks and yellows and blues. The door itself was a dark red mahogany storm door with a metal knob and lock.

Roxas had finally let go of Sora's hands as the teen moved to the back and picked up his suitcases with ease before anyone else could. Roxas took Sora's sports bag and the two followed the adults up the aforementioned pathway, to the door which Uncle Zack had unlocked, and into the house.

The first thing Sora noticed was talking. A teenage voice of a guy their age was saying, "No! Down Shiro you stupid dog, this isn't yours!"

"Axel! You better not be calling my dog stupid!" Uncle Zack yelled out.

"Just telling him what he already knows, Mr. Strife!" the same voice called back. A tall boy with fiery red hair that reached his shoulders walked around a corner and into the front room. He was lanky, but Sora could tell that he was strong, compact muscles hiding underneath his red shirt and jeans. Sora dealt with guys like this boy before, and knew that they hid their strength behind their lanky looks. He had an angular face and bright emerald eyes under which were two purple reverse raindrop tattoos. His skin had a rosy hue, and his arm movements were emphasized by the many, many bangles that he wore. He smiled, showing a row of perfect white teeth, and said to Sora, "Hello. You must be my Roxy's cousin Sora. I hope he told you nothing but good things about me. The name's Axel Hien. A-X-E-L H-I-E-N. Got it memorized?"

"The only thing he'll memorized is your obnoxiousness," Uncle Zack said. "How is the food?"

"In perfect condition, sir!" Axel said, giving a fake salute.

"At ease, you idiot," Uncle Zack said. "Why don't you be helpful and help Sora and Roxas with Sora's stuff? Sora, why don't you give him one of your suitcases?"

"I'm fine, Uncle Zack," Sora said lifting the suitcases with ease.

"Just give him one, you'll hurt his ego if you don't," Roxas said.

"Okay," Sora said. He handed Axel one of the suitcases. The redheaded teen staggered under its weight, and cursed. "Damn! What's in here a body?" he asked.

"My dads' stuff," Sora blushed, looking down to avoid everyone's stares.

"Sora… you didn't…" Uncle Zack said, a large hammy smirk playing his lips. Sora just nodded before running up the stairs directly in front of him. Uncle Zack's whooping laughter filled the house as Roxas and Axel followed him, Axel struggling.

"God Sora! How the hell are you carrying that like it's nothing?" Axel whined when he was halfway up the stairs. Sora, who was already at the top, looked back down and blushed.

"Uncle Leon and Uncle Cloud were military men," Roxas said. "The best of the best. Sora just got lucky and inherited both their physical strength added together."

Sora blushed again and looked around. The second floor's hallway split into two, one heading to the left before turning into a different hallway, and the same going to the right. "Which way?" he asked, his voice suddenly meek and small.

"Left, yours is the third door over," Roxas said.

Sora nodded and turned down the hallway to the left. There were five doors on either side, but only one side had three doors. Sora opened the third door on that side, which was the right side, and entered.

The bedroom was large, bigger than his own bedroom in Destiny Island. On one side was a large window that faced the backyard. Under the window was a desk with a computer already hooked up and a comfortable looking chair sitting in front of it. On the perpendicular wall to the left was a large flat screen television with cable. On either side were empty bookshelves waiting to be filled, on the left-hand bookshelf a new backpack waited for use. The wall next to that, the wall where the doorway was, was a large wardrobe as well as another door that was open and led to a closet. And immediately to his right was an open door that led to the bathroom that he and Roxas shared, as well as a spacious bed. The walls were bare, a dark blue color, and on the ceiling, was a ceiling fan and light which turned on with a switch. The flooring was carpeted with a similar shade of blue. Sora walked towards the bed and placed his suitcase on it. Roxas walked in and placed the sports bag next to the suitcase. Sora opened his suitcase revealing large piles of clothes and two uniforms that were too big for Sora. Sora took out the uniforms respectfully and stared at them.

"They looked great in these," Sora said sadly. "You remember?"

"Yeah," Roxas nodded. "They used to show them off for us when we were younger." Roxas moved to the wardrobe and opened it. He took out a couple of hangers and turned to Sora. "Let me help," he said. Sora nodded and the two of them worked together to get the uniforms onto the hangers, making sure not to make a single wrinkle on them, before putting them in the wardrobe. With that task finished, they turned to the bed to finally see Axel walking in. "What is in here?" he groaned as he lifted the suitcase and dropped it on the bed.

"Careful!" Sora yelled. He rushed towards the suitcase and opened it. Axel peaked over Sora's shoulder and whispered, "Holy shit!"

In the suitcase were two large and heavy swords. The first had the hilt made of a revolver chamber and the blade was long and freshly sharp. The second was a rather large and bulky blade, an enormous broadsword that was five feet in length and one foot in width with two holes near the handguard, and a red hilt. Sora pulled the first sword out with ease and held it out. "Dad's Revolver," he said placing it carefully on the bed. He pulled out the second sword, "And Daddy's Buster Sword. There was no way I was going to leave them."

"You brought swords!?" Axel yelled. "Holy shit," he cursed again. There was a sound of running and Uncle Zack appeared.

"Everything okay—" his eyes fell upon the two swords and he grinned. "I knew it," he said. "Good job, Sora! I knew there was no way you were going to let them take them."

"Mr. Strife, how can you be okay with this?" Axel demanded.

"I'll tell you later," Roxas said. "For now… let's just give Sora some space, okay?" Axel looked like he was going to argue but Roxas pulled him out of the room, leaving Sora alone with his uncle.

"Sora… what do you want to do with them?" Uncle Zack asked, his voice becoming deep and serious.

"I… I want to hang them up," Sora said. "So that they can always be watching over me."

"Alright," Uncle Zack nodded. "I'm sure that we have some shelving and hooks in the garage. I'll let you unpack… I'll call you when dinner's ready. For now, let's just lean them against the wall."

"Okay," Sora said. "Thank you Uncle Zack."

"Hey, come here," Uncle Zack said. He pulled Sora into a hug, the small teen resting against his uncle's muscular chest, and the older man kissed the top of Sora's head. "They'll always be with you Sora, never forget that."

"I won't," Sora whispered.

"And we're always here for you too. Cloud was a great brother and a better father. And Leon… Leon was just awesome," Uncle Zack said. "They're proud of you kid, I know it."

"Thank you," Sora said softly. Uncle Zack rubbed Sora's head affectionately and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him. Left alone Sora turned and opened up the sports bag. Picture frames filled the bag, each wrapped by bubble wrap, as well as recovered jewelry and other things that Sora needed to save. One was a photograph of the three of them, Sora, Cloud, and Leon smiling brightly on the beach as the sun set behind them; another was of Sora as a toddler holding an ice-cream cone and Cloud holding him. The third picture Sora pulled out made him cry.

It was of Sora and a tall muscular teen wearing just an open white coat and swim-trunks. Sora was wearing a speedo and lounged on the taller teen's muscular body, a black leather collar gracing his neck as the two smiled secretively at the camera. The teen held Sora possessively, his eyes burning with ownership and love. Sora hugged the picture to his chest and dug through the sports bag, pulling out a black leather choker with a tag that read in all caps, "SEIFER'S BOY."

Sora placed the choker on, feeling the comfortable leather press against his throat. He fingered the tag and closed his eyes, his thoughts going to his boyfriend who, like his parents, left him too soon.

A/N: Twice have I tried to write a fanfiction for Kingdom Hearts and twice I have failed. This time will be different. Why? Because as of this posting the story has 121 pages on Microsoft Word and 53k words. So it appears the answer to "How will Madriddler write a bloody Kingdom Hearts story?" Is to write the whole thing (or most of it) before even posting chapter one!