The Light In The Dark
Summary: Sora and his sister are thrown out of their house. Alone to fend for themselves, they encounter the street-smart homeless gang of new friends, called the Dusties. The Dusties are a group that fend on the streets and work odd jobs so as to not starve. When Sora encounters Kairi, the rich and beautiful daughter of the mayor of Destiny Islands, he might find the light in his dark life. And when his sister finds Riku, she might just find her light, too. Sora x Kairi, some Riku x OC.
Main Characters
Sora: A boy of seventeen, he's overall very gentle and candidly humorous, but he's just as fierce when he's provoked. He's one year younger than his sister, Jade. Both are thrown out by their drunkard father, alone to fend for themselves. He bands up with the Dusties, in attempt to escape loneliness and dangers of street life. Height :5' 8.
Kairi: The seventeen-year-old is the daughter of the mayor of Destiny Islands, twin to Naminé. Kairi is a quiet, caring, gentle island girl that tires of her older cousin's discrimination towards the homeless. She meets Sora when he was working in a music store selling CDs. Height :5'4.
Riku: A boy, almost man, of eighteen, he's very dark, full of sarcasm and seemingly cruel at times. Cousin to Kairi and Naminé, he leads a gang of friends, by the name of AK, whose role is to beat up and insult all the homeless. He encounters Sora's older sister when she's working in the music store with Sora. Height: 6'3
Jade: Older than Sora by one year, she's the darker side of the two of them. The eighteen-year-old is quiet, giving rather sarcastically funny comments, but her ideas are worth hearing. She seems to be rather street-smart for a girl who has lived eighteen years of life in a house; and she seems to be cruel-hearted to the first impression, but few stay enough to know her to see the kind spirit hidden behind the scorn. She meets Riku when he was visiting the CD store she and Sora worked in part-time.
Appearance: Kairi-like dark brown hair, bright green eyes; slim, dark, and unusually tall. Height is 5'11. Rather sarcastic, with an edge of ice trimming the final corners of her words: proved to be very dangerous when provoked but the gentlest being that could exist when her heart is touched.
Dedication
I have to admit, this is the second time this appears, I deleted it a long time ago. So I dedicate and thank very much authoress apricot.pie for resurfacing the story. PLEASE don't make me delete this again, and read it and review. CC is allowed, but if you don't have anything useful to say then don't say it.
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H O M E L E S S
"Get out of the house. NOW."
His finger was pointed to the oak door, two pair of frightened eyes looking at him fear and disbelief. His voice was quiet, quivering in contained raige, and he was about to blow.
"Dad…"
His grey eyes seemed to bulge out of their sockets, the stare full of rage, hate, absolute loathing. He
"GET YOU MEASLY LITTLE ASSES OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE RIGHT NOW, OR I SWEAR I'LL TEAR YOU BOTH TO FUCKING PIECES"
As he screamed, Sora quickly and shakily grabbed his sister's wrist, the two black Jansport bags his father had prepared, and swiftly ran to the door, but too late: with a kick Sora was sent sprawling to the street outside, and Jade, too, was thrown harshly on the concrete.
"AND STAY OUT!"
The door slammed shut, the echo resounding in the dark midnight.
Sora groaned, rubbing his head, and following him was Jade, her eyes closed tightly. Sora's eyes widened in worry, but green eyes met blue, and all was calm in the still, cool night.
He stood, and helped Jade up, giving her a Jansport bag. He strapped it over his shoulder, and his older sister did the same. He extended his hand to the street forward.
"Shall we?"
Jade managed a soft smile, and curled her arm on his waist, and Sora's arm rested on her shoulders, embracing like they've done since they were little.
The two looked for a moment at the street, but mustered their strength and started to walk their first, hard-to-walk steps… as homeless children.
The two had been walking for an hour or two through Destiny Islands: both had been too scared to lay their bags and close their eyes for even a minute's rest. Sora was exhausted, and was hanging on to his sister for support; somehow Jade was still going strong. She noticed him droop and stagger and stopped.
"What's wrong, Sora?" Jade's green eyes were illuminated by the full moon, worried. Sora sighed, looking at her.
"I'm exhausted, sis. I can't go on-"
"Yes, you can," she tugged. "Just a few more steps…"
A voice made them jump.
"Who's there?!"
Sora and Jade looked around, and Sora protectively hugged his sister, looking around, and responding in a strong voice.
"Who are you? Show yourself!"
From the dark corner a flashlight shone, and out walked a cool looking young man with wavy blond hair and dark brown eyes. He had his eyebrow raised, the flashlight pointing at them, his teeth bared. He wore a black tank, navy green capris, a sleeveless jacket and dirty Converse.
"Let me guess," he said, softly. "You two thrown out by your dad?"
Sora and Jade looked at each other, and then in wonder at the boy who stood in front of them.
"Yeah," said Sora. "How'd you know?"
The boy's brown eyes settled on Sora's right arm. There was a long gash, rather shallow, where the blood was dripping off of his arm onto the concrete. He had never noticed it, probably hurt when he had fallen on the street, pushed by his father.
Hayner motioned, his eyes gleaming in friendliness.
"Come on, I know of a place you both can stay in, it's not to far." He frowned, looking at their faces. "You two are brother and sister, right?"
Sora and Jade nodded.
"Well, come on, that cut won't clean up itself."
With that Sora and Jade walked on, Hayner leading, hoping that this wasn't some sick trick Hayner was pulling on them.