Title: Bright Light in a Dark Hall

Author: Violetstar198

A/N- So this is my first actual story. I hope that people don't find it too boring, I rushed the first chapter and I think the second chapter is a bit better. Uhm……review plz!!! I need the criticism, and it would make me feel better knowing that people read my stories. Haha I'll stop talking now!!! ~enjoy!~

DISCLAIMER: so obviously I don't own KH(which includes character's and such) ={

Summary: After Riku gets into a big fight, his mom sends him to live with his dad in Destiny Islands. where he is repeatedly abused. but when Riku is with Sora none of that even matters anymore. Is Sora his light? The light that will lead him out of the Darkness once and for all?

Feedback: please!! Desperate to know how my story is!

Date started- March 11, 2010

Date posted-March 11, 2010

Prologue__

I got in a fight, which ended with the cops, and the other guy being sent to the hospital. I got away with some major bruising, and a sore arm. But I was arrested; the sad thing was that they didn't care who started it. The other guy (geez man I didn't even know his name!!) started pushing me around, antagonizing me, he called my sister a whore who deserved what she got, and that's when I snapped. I beat on that guy like my life depended on it; his sneer was completely gone when I was done with him. He was unconscious by the time the medics came. Since technically I was the first to hit him (and the other guy was in the hospital) I was the one who took the heat. My mom had had enough. That's what she told me when she picked me up. I was just as bad as my sister, and she didn't want to deal with me anymore.

"Riku," she had said "I just don't want you to go down the wrong path." Yeah, like I'm going to go downhill from one fight. "I'm doing this for your own good." She said, finalizing the subject.

So she got on the phone and talked to my dad, if you can call a shouting match talking. Apparently he didn't want me either, but in the end she won. I had packed my few possessions in one green army duffel bag, and I was to go live with my dad.

That's how I found myself on a plane to Destiny Islands.

Ch.001__ Home Sweet Home

When the plane landed in Destiny Islands Airport, I saw no sign of my father. As it turns out I had to wait for two hours before the scum bag showed up. When he saw me he yelled at me to hurry up and we were out of there in a record breaking ten seconds. We drove in a tension filled silence; he shot me glares occasionally which made me think that, if he could, he would have left me at that airport. I stared out the window, hoping to distract myself with the sights, but it was too dark to see much of anything.

When we made it to his house, I was completely surprised. I had pegged my dad to be the type that lived in a small one bedroom apartment, and figured it would be filthy because the man hated to clean; that much I remembered. Surprisingly, what I saw was a two story beige house, with a clean healthy looking lawn, and a bike in the driveway; you know, basically like those houses in the commercials. When he parked the car in the garage I moved my hand to the handle when the locks clicked shut. I froze, it was like in those suspense movies, when the people would scream 'why did you get in his car?!' Slowly I turned towards him and he was glaring at me.

"If you are going to live in my house you will obey my rules, understand?" he waited for me to give him a curt nod before continuing. "First off, you will not speak to anyone in my house unless spoken to. You will have a chore list you must complete everyday; not completing this list will result in no bus fare or lunch munny. You will come straight home from school, and I will not tolerate fights, drugs, alcohol-"

"I don't do that stuff." I muttered, interrupting him

"What?!" he practically yelled, mad at being interrupted.

"I said that I don't do that stuff, like drugs or drinking." He got red in the face, and I barley had enough time to register the look on his face before he hit me. I was slapped hard, hard enough to send me back into the car door.

"And I absolutely do not tolerate back-talking, now hurry up and get in the house." He said, as he unlocked the door and went into the house. I grabbed my bag and followed after him, closing the door as I stepped inside the fresh smelling house. The door led into the kitchen, from where you can see the dining room. I was surprised when I saw two kids and a pretty young woman sitting at the table, with half eaten plates in front of them. There was a boy and a girl, the boy I figured to be eleven or ten; and the girl looked like she was five, complete with brown pigtails. The boy had thick black hair, and bright green eyes. They all stared as I walked over to them, and my dad.

"Honey is this-" the brown haired lady started

"My sister's boy, yes." His sister's boy? I turned towards him, confusion etched on my face, but he had his back turned on me.

"What happened to his face? He has a big mark on his cheek." The lady asked with a concerned tone

"That is left over from the fight he was in." he said, I just stared at the floor

"Daddy, daddy, what's his name?" the little girl asked, rushing over to my dad

"His name is Riku." He said kindly, as he picked her up. This time he turned towards me, and looked at me without a glare.

"Your room is upstairs; the last down the hall, right across from it is the bathroom. In a few minutes I will and check up on you, to see if you have settled in." his complete change of attitude confused me, but I nodded and flashed a small smile to the lady. I passed the living room, which had nice brown furniture, and a plasma screen, I went up the stairs and down a hall. At the last door I stopped, pausing slightly, before twisting the brass knob and entering. I was greeted by a plain room; white walls, twin bed, a dresser, desk, and closet. The sheets were blue and looked fairly new, lucky for me I had an alarm clock on the bedside table.

"Home sweet home." I muttered sarcastically as I began to unpack
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