Author's Note: Well its after midnight and i'm really quick posting it, just to get some feedback cuz this is my first time trying to write in second person like this. Hope ya'll like it though i'm not expecting many reviews -shrug-
Disclaimer: Don't own Riku or Anti-Sora.
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You were his creation. His precious little creation. ...Right?
Wrong.
It's always been wrong. You've always been wrong. With your glazing eyes and sickening skin you were all wrong. From the top of your spiked hair to the bottom of your large feet, you were wrong to him, and yet at the same time oh-so right.
But it was only because you resembled someone he loved. Someone he loves. And sorry, but you aren't him and you would never be him. Riku knows that. That's why he treats you like he does, treats you like you mean nothing to him. Because you don't really. Never did.
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Riku brought you into this world, like a parent, a mother. He did all he could to protect you from Ansem, from Maleficent, from Sora himself because he wanted to keep you for a little while. You wished that could've been something to be happy about. But it wasn't. Not with the way he treated you.
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He used you many nights a week, pouring his tainted body into you and devouring you. He couldn't let you be anything less than he was, dark and tainted and dirty. He couldn't let you been anything like Sora because you weren't Sora and he had to do all he could to remind himself of that because he was slowly beginning to hate you. But really, wasn't that because you weren't Sora in the first place? Did he just want to hate you?
Yes, because Riku couldn't love anything except Sora. The real Sora.
And you just weren't the real Sora.
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Riku failed to treat you right. Like you were nothing, throwing you away time after time after time but you didn't ever stay away. Not ever. Riku always wondered why but it was because you were his child, or a mockery of a child and you couldn't just leave Riku. He was the only thing you had, how could you leave? Still, you were the only thing Riku had and that didn't seem to stop him from pushing you away whenever you tried to rip open his barrier.
He'd simply close it up again and make it stronger so that the next time you tried to touch him, tried to break in, it would leave a hideous mark.
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Riku was a bad mother to you, wasn't he? And that wouldn't ever stop. Because you weren't Sora and he hated you for it. And he hated himself for it too because he had to go so low as to create you, because he couldn't get the real Sora, because he had screwed up that bad.
He hated you because you were just a reminder of how fucked up he was.
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