Yay! I'm back. I just finished a story about 'The Ring,' and I'm putting my attention into a one-shot in another category, so this might not be worked on much. Anyway, after the one-shot, I'll have time to do this story more often.. Now, I bet you're all just dying to know how in world I got the idea for this story. Well, I was watching the Travel Channel (Yes, you heard me correct.) and they had a show on called 'Weird Travels: Haunted Hotels'. They had snippets of previous shows at the end, and there was one that caught my eye- Two people in Medieval times; A servant and a Master. Well, I began my homework and we are learning about Slavery in the pre-Civil War time, and I saw an excerpt from the Bible (I think that's where they got it...) of what the slave masters wanted the slaves to comprehend; 'Servants, Obey Thy Master.' So, I got the idea right there and then for this story.

So, that means that this is an AU. Yep, no adventures in Wonderland and no battles against Ansem. Just my story... and the copyrighted characters.

Warning- Yaoi, Abuse, Slavery, Child-Labor, and other assorted stuff, be assured.

Riku, Sora, and any other character within this story belongs to Squaresoft and Disney.

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'Servants, Obey Thy Master'

Chapter One- Do you want to be My Friend?

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The waves' mist splashed in the tropical air, signaling that the high tide was coming in. This was the only time the children ever went out into the habitats of the many sea creatures that had buried themselves in the white sand as to cover themselves from predators. How he wished it was that way when they arrived...

He sadly remembered one by one, his friends were captured and forced onto a boat that seemed that it scrapped the heavens above to be shipped off to who knows where. And each time that boat would leave after a day's work, he heard the screams of families who had been taken away from the island he called home. "Riku, sweetheart... Come away from the window or they'll see you as they leave," the soft melodic voice of his mother coaxed him away from the open square, and Riku was soon sitting in the warm comfort of his mother's lap, buried deep within her arms.

"Where is everyone, Mama?"

A tinge of guilt sparked in the pale azure eyes of his mother. She gave a heavy sigh before rocking them both back and forth. "Bad people came and... took them away, honey..." Riku felt a few drops of water on his silver hair, and he looked up to see her crying. He couldn't help but feel that she was thinking something worse would happen other than all of his friends and their families being forced from their homes and to be slaves. Yes, slaves. As much as he resented over hearing it, Riku had accidentally come across two of the sailors from another world, so it seemed by the way their clothes and armors had been neatly done and decorated with a blue heart and other various images. They were speaking of the total count of people they had found to be put on a Slave auction. Riku wasn't dumb; he knew exactly what that meant and immediately after that, he ran home to tell his parents and anyone else he could find to be careful and to keep their kids safe and sound. Some believed him and the other skeptics shooed him away, saying the visitors would do no such thing... And look where they are now...

A harsh knocking sounded at the dark wooden door just right of the two figures. Both shivered timidly, hearing hoarse voices yelling for them to open the confounded door. "Riku... go hide in the bedroom and make sure they won't find you!" His mother spoke in a rasp just loud enough for them both to hear. Nodding his head quickly, the youth ran for his parent's bedroom and kneeled on his hands and knees, crawling low enough to get under the bed. He cringed fearfully as the door squeaked open and he heard his mother scream echo through his ears, almost causing his eardrums to bust. He then heard his mother's pleads to the men, begging them not to go into the bedroom Riku was currently hiding in. However, as dumb as they looked to Riku when he saw them slumping around time to time, they weren't the such. The sable door was kicked down with ease and they began searching throughout the closet, looking for anyone else to take wherever they were from. "This is the last house, and we still haven't found that silver-haired kid! We know you have someone else in here!" The bellowing of one of the invaders in the main room of the house vibrated the glass objects on the dresser near Riku's position loudly and one even fell and shattered abruptly by the foot of the bed. "Don't you dare say that, you scoundrel! You leave my son alone!" His mother's rants were silenced by a slap, no doubt inflicted upon her, and Riku could stand it no more. "MAMA!" He sped out of his place under the bed swiftly and was by his unconscious mother's side before the soldiers in the bedroom could catch him. "Leave my mother alo- Ah!" Riku found himself being picked by his platinum locks and soon his feet hovered just an inch off of the floor. "Found you... you little runt!" The soldiers clad in armor and weapons galore laughed maliciously and Riku gritted his teeth. He wasn't going to leave his mother, and he would go wherever she was taken to... "I think he would be a great companion for the Prince, don't you think, men?!" They cheered noisily, a few snickering at the helpless youth in front of him. "Oh, you don't have to worry either, runt! The Prince is a kind creature... though he is too soft, his father keeps spoiling him! Hmph! Of all the nerve the King has! Ah, well!" The soldiers that hung Riku by his hair poked a gloved finger at his pale nose, making Riku snort and try to bite at it, only resulting in biting the sorrowful air. "... Damn you..."

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"This is population of Destiny Islands!?"

A tall man dressed in the most royal garbs Riku had ever seen stood before them. He looked furious, and as the icy eyes of Riku and others looked upon him, they knew he wasn't satisfied... "So many... I told you, Commander, that if the people made up only a quantity of twenty, then you could bring them here! But I see over a hundred!" The group of islanders turned their attention to the 'guilty' in the situation the man had set before them all. Each soldier had their head hung in respect, and each quivered more with each growl. "My King, we did as we were told. I must have... looked over your demands. But... you still wish for them to be put as servants, correct?" The deep rasp of the Commander spoke throughout the silent chamber and a sigh was the only answer received. "Not yet. They can stay in the second castle. It is almost deserted and I am sure they would rather be there than here... But my son still needs a servant about his age." The King then ordered for the Prince to be summoned to choose a 'worthy' companion. After a few minutes, the messengers returned with a small boy just as tall as Riku's shoulder. Spiky chocolate hair framed the young face beautifully and large sapphire irises showed a strange interest in all of the people Riku had known since his birth. "Ah... my Sora..." The King kneeled to one knee and held his arms wide for his son to run into his embrace. He was almost knocked to the floor as the child leaped into the warm hug. "Papa!" The voice was angelic and innocent to say at the least and the silver-haired teen found himself drooling over the elegant sight of the prince. "Sora... these people... they have been... accidentally brought here and I was wondering if you would like to choose a friend out of the children... would you like that?" Sora nodded excitedly, energy running through him at a tremendous rate. The King then stood, gazing seriously to the elders as if imploring a question none wanted to hear. "If my son does choose your child, I will make the arrangements where you shall meet at anytime except after midnight. If you wish for other obligations to be set, I will see if I can make them stand firm," the ebony-haired man smiled at the soft nods of the adults and he compelled his son to pick a companion.

Grinning as if he had been dubbed King of the World, Sora ran to the many children in front of him. Each one he would cutely tilt his head at and smile, going onto the next one. He was now only two away from Riku, and the taller youth felt warmth come to his chest and make his heart thump louder and quicker. 'I don't know if he'll pick me or not! What if he does!? What if he doesn't...?' "Hi!"

Riku gasped, surprised at the sweetness filling his ears and heart and knocking him out of his thoughts. His eyes widened, gawking at the beaming boy standing before him. "Um... H-hi..." Riku stuttered stupidly, lost for words. The Prince blushed adorably and linked his hands behind him, turning back and forth as if he were a love-struck girl. "Do you..." The child giggled childishly before getting on his tiptoes and leaning towards Riku's face curiously with puppy eyes gazing at him. "Do you want to be my friend?" Sora asked, clapping his hands together and pouting cutely. Riku couldn't help but giggle at the cute façade of the prince. "How old are you?" Riku inquired gently. "I just turned fifteen..." "FIFTEEN!? You don't look close to ten!" The large eyes seemed to droop quietly in a small melancholy. "I'm sorry..." Riku couldn't help but feel guilty by 'hurting' the precious soul. He saw a lone tear fall down a round, rosy cheek and his mind went into overload 'Stupid! This is your chance to get to know him! And besides, maybe it won't be as hard as you think!' "Hey... I'm supposed to be the one who's sorry..." He placed his muscular hands on the lithe shoulders of the prince, noting how fragile the material underneath the skin was. It was completely obvious the prince wasn't able to defend himself if he were in a fight compared to Riku, who had been working and playing all his life to bring the strong build he had today. "I'll tell you how old I am..." He heard a small sniff and Sora tilted his head to look at his 'friend'. "I'm seventeen," Riku spoke out, getting a skeptical look from the younger boy. "You look very handsome for your age..." Riku stopped dead in his tracks, blushing hotly. He heard Sora giggled girlishly and put a hand to his mouth to hush himself. "I think..." Riku started, his cocky smirk gracing his lips smugly. "Yeah... I'll be your friend..."

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T.T... Okay. This is my worst chapter. By Farore, it is! I don't care if you say it isn't, it is! Anyway, I finally got off of my lazy butt and got this story up! And I did it in an hour and a half too! ... Sorry it took so long.

I bet I'll get a lot of comments on this, so I'll say this: Riku and his mother have a strong relationship, okay? The reason why his mother says 'The bad people' and hugs him while he is in her lap even though he's seventeen (Yes! I know he sounds like he's eight or something, but HE IS SEVENTEEN! Whew...) is only to comfort her and him, in a way. You see, people are coming in and kidnapping people for labor. So, they both act like that at the beginning because of their fear. Thank you.