Not So Peter Pan

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Yeah so here we go again this is another one of my hair brained ideas for a story. For any of you who don't know, Peter Pan is my absolute favorite fairy tale so when they made a live action version (and no I don't mean Hook) I was ecstatic. I just recently watched it again and came up with the idea to write this story.

So yeah, it does have a lot of same ideas from Peter Pan but it differs greatly enough so it isn't a rip off. I have also added many ideas from the Kingdom Hearts series and I just love the idea of a Riku as Peter Pan. Anyway I hope you all like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or Peter Pan, sorry.

This story is rated pg-13 for language, fluff, and some sexual humor, and of course shounen-ai boy/boy, you have been warned. Rating subject to change with later chapters.

And as always read and review, it helps me write better.

Oh and for all those of you who are wondering these are who play the equivalent of the Peter Pan characters: Sora is Wendy, Demyx is John, Roxas is Michael, and Aeriths is Mrs Darling, oh and can't forget Cloud as Nanna the dog, only he's not a dog.

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Chapter 1: Not so Darling/ Meet the Strifes

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Once upon a time, in Twilight Town, a city not so unlike your own, lived the dysfunctional but happy family of the Strifes.

Mrs. Strife, was widowed after five years of marriage, leaving her to support her three sons on her own. But Aeriths managed it quite well for her situation. She was the most beautiful and caring woman in all of London, with a sweet mocking mouth and a hidden kiss, in the upper right hand corner.

Her sons Sora, Demyx, and Roxas were very bright and loved their mother very much. And they never caused her any trouble….of course this is an utter lie. Not to say that they tried to make trouble it just happened to stalk them in hordes on a regular basic.

Sora was the oldest and had an avid imagination but it often got him into trouble in one way or another. He loved to tell stories of grand adventures and dangerous escapes from evil villains. And would often rally his brothers and the neighborhood children in a game of pirates, and of course the Strifes always won.

Demyx was second, and was a bundle of exuberant pent up energy, think the energizer bunny on crack and you would have a pretty good idea of what he was like. He never stopped moving and heaven forbid you give him sugar, because no one would be able to sleep within a mile radius of the boy. He was an excellent sitar player and also loved the piano, unfortunately he was rather terrible at it….to say the least.

Roxas was the youngest and gentlest of them all. He had a strong sense of morality much higher than the others and was always trying to protect his brothers….mostly from themselves. He was rather emotional and lacked the drive that his brothers seemed to have in spades. But all in all he was happy, just not as out going as the rest. Roxas preferred to stay indoors and read a good book to romping around the city with friends, but thankfully Sora saw to dragging him out of the house at least twice a day for some fun. Not that Roxas didn't enjoy playing, he just felt left out, since he was the youngest.

Lastly was Cloud, the unwilling nanny of the Strife family. He had just recently graduated from college with less than notable zeal at taking on his degree. So when Aeriths had propositioned him to come and live with her and take care of her kids, he had agreed with little argument. What? You think Mr. Moody was going to let on that he wanted to get away? Hell no, he just pretended that it would be a bit of an inconvenience but agreed in the end, after he was assured that cooking would not be one of his tasks. To bad that hadn't lasted long, cause after one month of Demyx's cooking, he had quickly agreed to take over in exchange for laundry duty.

But of course Cloud hadn't always been around, after eight years of managing things on her own, the boys finally became more than Aeriths could handle and so she sought out the help of her younger brother, Cloud. He had become their unofficially official nanny, very unwillingly of course. Cloud kept them in line but sometimes even they were too much for him to handle, that's where the fear factor came in. And Cloud excelled in that area, most emotional pricks do after all.

But it wasn't till the 19th birthday of the oldest son, Sora that things took a surprising turn, one that would not be forgotten soon, and that would forever change life for this unsuspecting family.

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Soft piano music fluttered through the open window of the nursery bedroom as two once still forms slept. The nursery was made up of three twin beds spread out across a decent sized room with light blue walls and a thick dull yellow carpet. The beds each had a prearranged section of the room that was pilled high with belongings of each of the boys.

Sora's side of the room was fairly neat, save for a few clothes strewn across the bed and ground, and his comforter had a sky pattern on it, very fitting for someone named Sora. His dresser was adorned with small trinkets and knick-knacks, nothing important, but to him, they meant the world. Sora was a pack rat and collected common day junk as if it were precious jewels.

Demyx's side was like a gigantic pile of shit that extended from the wall to the end of his area, and only ended there because everyone kick his stuff back in if it managed to drift out into the walk way. His comforter, when visible, was bright yellow with thousands of smiley faces on it. Unfortunately it was usually covered in crap ranging from books and magazines, to clothes and on occasion food, mostly candy wrappers that he had managed to smuggle in somehow. And he only cleaned his area when Cloud threatened to take his food away for a month, but even then Demyx would only chuck the junk under his bed or in the closet.

Roxas was…to put it lightly, a neat freak. Everything had its place on his side of the room. Nothing was in disarray, and even his dresser draws were neatly arranged giving the appearance that he had way to much free time on his hands, which was true. His dresser was lined with picture frames of the history of their family and trinkets from the few vacations they had had together. His comforter was black with little red thorn tendrils weaving across, looking almost like little flames leaping about in a curious manner. On his bed were about eight plush pillows that had the same design on them as the comforter. His bookshelf was filled with many a good scholars dedicated works that some would say to be way out of a child his ages league, which did little to deter him from collection them. He was quite brilliant for his age and it showed in his attitude, he was a tad bit arrogant.

A single window was on the far side of the room, and to the left of it was an open hearth with a few logs of wood in it. It was quite the homey atmosphere and while it didn't have a lot of furnishing or paintings, it still held to Aeriths style of elegance and simplicity.

The piano music was gaining speed steadily, transforming from a sad melody into a maritime jig. A poorly played maritime jig, but a jig none the less. Making it hard for anyone in the general area, of say all of London, to resting peacefully.

Sora stirred from his sleep, slipping one eye open to glace blearily at the alarm clock on the stand that blinked a bright cheery 8am. Curse it's overly peppy bright colors, really, why couldn't it blink a dark blue or dull brown, but noooooo, it had to be red! Bright o-so-fucking happy red!

Overly annoyed by having been awakened so early on a Saturday morning, Sora rolled back under his blankets and wined tiredly. "Demyx! Shut the hell up, or I'll give you a reason to make some noise," his voice coming out a bit louder than he had meant for it too, and accidentally waking his sleeping brother.

"Sora...…" Roxas tired voice moaned, barely audible from being buried beneath piles of blankets, "stop being so loud…..nhh." A small thin porcelain arm slipped out from under the covers, grabbing one of the many plush pillows that adorned his bed and dragging it down and over his ears to muffle the sounds of Demyx's poor concerto skills.

While Demyx was a master of all guitar and string based instruments, his one weakness was the piano. He just couldn't figure it out, and it was painstakingly obvious when he played.

"Demyx, that's enough." Cloud drawled, a slight level of annoyance lacing the corners of his normally monotone voice. Cloud strode into the room, grabbing the edges of their covers and ripping them off, chucking them carelessly out of reach. "Wake up, breakfast is ready and I need you all down there, I have an announcement to make," and with that made his way out of the room.

"I'm gonna kill him…" Roxas fumed burring himself in his mountain of pillows.

"Well, at least he doesn't stick around and nag." Sora shivered from the sudden cool breeze, peeping one eye open to search for his missing blanket. Said blanket was strewn across the ground on the opposite side of the room, by the source of Sora's current discomfort, an open window. 'Cruel bastard,' Sora growled, 'cruel yet effective.'

Sora rolled off the bed and made his way across the room to the window, slamming it shut just to voice his anger.

Thankfully Demyx's pitiful playing had stopped by now, probably because Cloud had threatened him…..'Bless his emotional bitchiness.' Sora smiled, glancing over to Roxas, who was still trying to sleep.

"Come on Roxas, we are gonna be late for work if ya don't get up." Sora prodded his brother, getting thumped upside the head by one of Roxas' pillows.

"Don't care," Roxas mumbled, "wanna get fired."

Sora giggled, "Yeah me too, but we need the money, so it's no go for us….." Sora's grin turned evil, as he snuck towards his brother's bedside, snagging a flower vase as he went.

"Sora.." Roxas voice was suddenly much more awake than before, "don't even think about it."

And for a moment, Sora was deterred, but only for a moment. He quickly plucked the flowers out and tossed them to the side, dousing Roxas with the water and running away as fast as he could, while shouting back, "Wakey-wakey!"

Roxas literally flew out of bed, thoroughly sopped and looking ready to kill. "Sora! You little bitch! I'm gonna murder you!"

"Not if you can't catch me!" Sora shouted back as he flew down the hallway.

Roxas jumped up, giving chase and not about to let his brother get away with this treason. "Sora!" Roxas bellowed, which was quite impressive coming from such small frame, "Get back here!"

Sora bounded down the stairs and flew past Demyx, whose confusion was quickly answered as Roxas' wet form came into view, skidding past the stairway thanks in part to his now slippery socks.

Demyx burst into giggles, "Wow! Nice one Sora!" Demyx shouted after Sora, who gave him the thumbs up as he rounded the corner and disappeared.

Roxas growled, not one bit entertained by Sora's charade and Demyx's joy from his misery. "Oh Demyx.." Roxas' voice held all the venom of a viper.

"Yikes!" Demyx squeaked, not wanting to look Roxas in the eyes, he always heard it was a bad idea to look a snake in the eyes, it would only encourage them to attack. 'Or was that a bear?' Demyx pondered, but was quickly pulled out of his thoughts.

"Does my misery amuse you?" Roxas glared daggers at his older brother, not about to let status slow him down. 'Who the hell cares if he's older, the fuck if I do.' Roxas glowered.

"Um….hehe, sorry?" Demyx backed away slowly, putting as much space in between them as possible.

"Want me to share?"

"Oh shit!" Demyx took the initiative and turned tail and ran as fast as he could, Roxas in hot pursuit.

Thankfully Roxas ran smack into a very annoyed Cloud who proceeded to threaten them all within an inch of their lives if he had to listen to their squabbles for one more minute.

And so things calmed down, for the time being. They had all learned not to cross Cloud at a very early age. Once, before they had know, Demyx had pulled one of his pranks and Cloud had told them to stop but they hadn't…..needless to say, that had turned out badly.

But all in all they lived together in a strange form of harmony. When Aeriths was home, which wasn't very often, she was usually away on business, they all tried their hardest to behave, and when she wasn't there they all looked after each other to make it through the day. They all had jobs and were pulling through their classes fairly easily.

Once everyone had settled down at the breakfast table, and had washed their hands, 'what the hell, what kind of girlie dude was he turning into?' Sora mumbled to himself, Cloud decided to make his little announcement.

"Roxas, you are going to boarding school in Germany next week." In that one statement Sora's whole perfectly imperfect world came crashing down.

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Well, there it is, chapter one. How'd ya like it? Let me know…please!!!! Bet you're wondering were Axel and the others come in, well they will appear in chapter 4 so you'll have to wait. Did anyone catch onto Roxas bed space? I'll let ya figure it out. Anyway hope everyone liked it and will review.

Oh and does anyone know the correct spelling of Aeriths name?

Have a great Christmas! And try not to get run over by the mad holiday shoppers!

Peace out!

KitsuneNoThrill