Chapter 1: His Light

A/N's: A whole 2 reviews for the Prologue...oh well, takes a bit for things to get going anyway.

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I really hope you like this chapter, because let me tell you, it was crazy hard to get up. Wednesday was when I was going to put it up, but we were having bad wind that day in my town and there was a black out. I had this really great ending and I lost it. I was soo upset. I almost cried, that's how awesome it was, and I couldn't remember what I put. So, I apologize in advance for this CRAP ending on the chapter. Stupid wind, ruining my life. haha..

Anyway, I still don't own Kingdom Hearts. I asked for it for my birthday, but my parents laughed. Haha. Just kidding, my birthday isn't until March.

HERE IT GOES!

Sora Misonai snuck down a dark hallway to a white bedroom door. In his hands was a large water balloon, with visible ice cubes floating in the water. Laughing quietly to himself, he opened the door. Inside slept a blonde, covers completely askew, his dark blue boxers standing out on pale skin. Sora had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing out loud, afraid of waking sleeping beauty.

With a mischievous grin, he padded quietly to the blonde's sleeping form, his spiky brunette hair bouncing with each step. The boy brought the balloon over his head and stood over the blonde. His grin, if possible, got wider as be dropped the balloon. The man let out a cry and sat up. The harsh blue eyes glared at the sight of a brunette laughing in front of him.

"SORA!" He yelled, about to get up and maim the boy, but to no avail when he tripped on the water that had made its way to the floor. Gravity kicked in and brought him down on the floor, hard. Sora was laughing so hard he had his arms around his waste and tears were coming to his ocean blue eyes that stood out in the darkness. Another man appeared in the doorway to see what the commotion was all about. His brunette locks were pulled back into a small ponytail and the scar between his eyes gave him a look of severity. He took one look at the scene and rolled his eyes.

The man approached the boy and proceeded to rap him over the head. The boy immediately stopped laughing to yell in protest.

"LEON," said Sora, incensed, "That hurt!" The boy rubbed the soar spot and pouted a little, causing a smile on the older brunette's lips.

"Sora…" the man said, folding his arms. His voice was that of a parent about the reprimand a child.

"Leon…" mimicked Sora, but his attempt to look serious and ending up grinning instead, was causing Leon to glare.

"You've got to stop playing so many pranks sir, and get serious! You have a d—"

"—destiny to fulfill. I know, Leon! But Ansem hasn't done ANYTHING to ANYWORLD in years. Five years to be exact. What's the point?" Sora said; his grin fading and an attempted glare coming up. Leon remained unfazed, which seemed to make the would-be prince a little angrier.

"And stop with the 'sir' and 'your highness' stuff," Sora added, stomping out and down the stairs, "I'm not a damn prince anymore…"

Leon helped the blonde up, who yelled out the door, "Thanks for the clean up help, your highness!"

A reply came back. "Go to hell, Cloud!"

The man name Cloud smiled victoriously at his simple revenge and began to clean up the wet sheets. Leon sat in the chair at Cloud's desk.

"Every time we mention Ansem or the palace he gets so angry….," Leon commented. Cloud sighed.

"Leon, you have to understand. For five years, a prince has lived as most royalty would like to live," Cloud said, pulling the top sheet off the bed, "Free. He hasn't had to worry about anything except the training we force him to go under and which prank he's going to pull next. In this world, he's safe, comfortable and most importantly, not a prince."

The two remained quiet as the blonde balled up the remaining bedding. Leon broke the silence.

"You know, you should really start locking your door…" he commented, standing up.

"And you should really not let him get mad at you and go to be in a room by himself, where he can think." Cloud replied coolly, walking from the room. Leon immediately walked down the stairs, saying:

"Come on, Sora! You have magic training with Aerith today!"

Ayoung man leaned against a large beam, waiting. The corridor was dark, which is how he liked it. People walking by in black robes just like his wouldn't even notice him if it wasn't for his strange silver hair and light aquamarine eyes. Beside him was a set of large doors, which used to be white, but now had begun to turn grey under the darkness settling in the castle. A man's booming voice came clear out of the door.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE BRAT IS STILL ALIVE!"

A second voice, one that was strong, spoke in reply, "Your majesty, when we couldn't find his body, or those guards of his, we thought-" The king interrupted.

"There's the first problem, you thought, Axel," growled the king, his voice still trembling with anger.

"Ansem…It will be e—"

"No, it won't be easy," he interrupted again, the boy leaned in slightly to hear more of the conversation, "He's had training, I'd wager, and now will definitely not be a pushover like he was five years ago. Send the boy to kill him, and bring his heart to me. Once he is dead, I can finally take over the world."

Ansem laughed coldly as the boy walked away from the door, as if he heard nothing.

"Come on, Sora, the spell isn't that hard, is it?" said a brunette woman, looking at the tired boy in front of her.

"Easy…for…you..to..say….," he said, collapsing again under the exhaustion. It was a simple holy spell. Why couldn't he do it? The woman came over to him and gave him a red substance in a glass.

"Drink it and take a rest," she said, smiling warmly. Sora took the glass and downed it, feeling his strength come back to him.

"Thanks Aerith…" replied Sora, grinning, "You know, you are so much easier on me that Leon and Cloud." Aerith sat down on the ground beside him and watched the water ripple in the waterway they were in. Traverse Town was great for places to practice, but Sora seemed to like this waterway a lot, so they always practiced were he felt the most comfortable.

"Are they that hard on you?" she asked, looking at him as he stood up.

"No…I guess not…It's just a feel like, after all these years, that I really don't want to be prince anymore. I guess I'm so comfortable here that I just don't want to go back…" Sora stared hard at the sun mural parallel to him. It was so memorizing sometimes, and he couldn't understand why.

Aerith sighed. "It's natural to feel that way, when you have built so much here that you don't want to leave it. But one day, you will have to face the darkness. You will have a decision to make, Sora. All you have to do is what's in your heart…it'll lead you to the right place…"

Sora turned around and smiled. "Guess your right…" The two got up and Sora tried again, only to be interrupted by Leon.

"Aerith….heartless…" He said; trying to catch his breath, Aerith and Sora looked at each other. Sora immediately felt a pain in his heart, his chest tightening. He grabbed his chest and fell to his knees.

"Sora," The two rushed to him. He breathed in and out heavily.

"The darkness…there's something more…" the boy spat out, clutching his heart. Leon propped him up against the far wall.

"You—Sora," Leon corrected, "Stay here, it's a safe place. They won't find you here." Sora grabbed his arm before her stood up. His ocean blue eyes were filled with worry and pain.

"You'll come back, right?"

It broke Leon's heart to hear the boy say this. He always thought of Sora like a little brother, and leaving him while he was in such pain was hard.

"I'll be back, I promise..."

"Spread out! Find the prince and bring me his heart!" commanded the boy to the shadow creatures before him. Some of the creatures disappeared into the ground, some of the jumping out, away from the boy. The second they did, they were sliced away by a large blade. The boy saw a blonde glaring at him with electric blue eyes.

"Get out…" he said, his voice lined with steel. The boy seemed unfazed by this and only brought out his own blade, a sword shaped like a dragon wing.

"I'll get out…When I have your precious prince's heart." Cloud growled in anger, and held his sword at the ready. The boy let a wicked smile come to his lips.

The two charged at each other.

Sora saw a boy standing at the mural. His vision was unclear, fuzzy, but he could have sworn he saw sliver hair.

"Ri…ku?" He said the name weakly, not just in pain, but the idea that his old friend was possibly there, that he had found him. The boy said something, but Sora felt like it was more in his heart than out loud.

The heartless are coming! You must fight! Don't be afraid!

Sora slid up the wall and staggered to the mural, towards the boy. A light immediately came from his heart and connect with the mural. The light came to his open right hand and a blade appeared. Sora looked down and saw it was shaped like a key. His blue eyes widened as darkness came out of the light from the mural, shadows appearing all around him. He held the key awkwardly as one of the lunged for an attack.

A/N: CRAP! ugh, I really hate it. Oh well, a cliffy! Sort of...I am going to try and get Chapter Two: Friends, up on monday. Or tonight...who knows! Please Review!