Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, if I did then life would be beautiful
Key:
- Dream State - , Flashback , ' thoughts ', " Dialogue "
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Summary: Ansem the wise is the king of Twilight town. His brother Xemnas is not only jealous but intends for his son Sephiroth to take the throne instead of Ansem's son Riku. Unfortunately he knows just which buttons to push and Riku will have to use everything he knows to earn his rightful place as king.
Rating: T – For language, might raise the rating depending.
Warning: Spoilers from KH2, not much of them though. Yaoi, Riku +Sora pairing.
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(Chapter 1: The new staff member)
A young man in his late teens sat on the rooftop of one of the tallest towers of the castle, his shoulder-length silver hair blowing in the generous wind as he overlooked his kingdom.
Well… it wasn't his kingdom yet. For the past several years his Uncle had been reminding his father that if he didn't marry by his eighteenth birthday, the year when he came of age, then the throne would default to the next of kin who had married on time. Namely his cousin Sephiroth, or Sephy as Riku loved to call him, who had married back when the two were merely sixteen years old.
"Humph, marriage… who came up with that damn marriage law anyways." He grumbled in his naturally husky tones. "As if Sephy really meant it anyways… I'll bet as soon as the throne is safely under his sorry ass he'll go back to being the obnoxious slut that he is." Riku hadn't stopped grumbling about the marriage since it had happened a year ago.
It wasn't like he hadn't tried though. Riku figured he must have met and dated every single girl in the nearby kingdoms and quite a few from other worlds entirely. At first he'd only bothered with princesses, trying to do the proper thing. He'd rapidly run out of those however and at his father's almost frantic insistence, he continued dating first rich then common and even the less fortunate girls. Once in a while he'd come across a girl he thought he really liked… but something just never clicked inside of him. He wasn't interested and he just didn't understand it.
When he'd first begun his father had been kind, "Don't worry, there's plenty of fish in the sea." Or "You'll know when the right one comes along." But that point in time seemed well out of reach.
"Something is seriously wrong with me." Riku muttered unhappily as he ran a pale hand through his silver hair. He sighed and decided to wander out in the town to clear his mind a little. He jumped down off of the tower and landed with a soft thud on the porch below. After dusting himself off a little he strode into his room, intent on dressing down for wandering the streets. When he entered his room however, he froze.
Folding the clothing and tucking in the sheets in his bedroom was the most beautiful thing his aquamarine eyes had ever seen. Chocolate brown spiked locks were strewn haphazardly about a tanned angelic face. Brilliant sky-blue eyes were narrowed in concentration as they watched delicate fingers carefully finding the lining in his pants in order to hang them properly.
Riku felt his heart pounding against his chest, a slight whoosh of lightheadedness coming out of nowhere as he watched this stranger putting his boxers away in the dresser. His mouth was dry and he could not find his voice, which he was rather thankful for as he knew if he had tried to speak he would shatter the moment with his clumsiness.
Who was this guy? Riku had never seen him before within the castle, but he immediately decided that he was never going to let this enchanting creature out of his sight again.
'Wait! Hold up…' His thoughts suddenly burst into pieces, his euphoria swirling into chaos as he suddenly realized what had just happened to him. 'I'm GAY?' He was stunned at this revelation, his eyes still locked upon the piece of moving artwork in his room. 'Well that explains a lot actually.' He decided.
The understatement of the century… no wonder he hadn't fallen for any of the girl's he'd met! He simply didn't flow that way, he nearly laughed out loud in relief as he finally realized what the problem had been all along. The mirth died almost in an instant, being replaced by a sense of impending doom. 'My dad is so going to kill me!' He thought frantically.
"Oh! Your highness! I didn't realize you were there. I'm sorry… I'll go now." A melodious angelic voice broke his train of thought and brought attention back to the shy young man who was slowly backing out of his room.
"No wait!" Riku managed, finding his voice at last. "Wait… who are you? What are you doing in my room?" He cringed inwardly as he realized how he might have sounded to the poor servant who looked up at him fearfully and started wringing his hands.
"M…my name is Sora. I'm new to the servants quarters… please don't fire me! It's only my first day! I promise I can do better." The brunette bowed his head tearfully and shook a bit as he prostrated himself before Riku.
"What? Oh, no! You haven't done anything wrong!" Riku laughed, waving his hands in a friendly manner. "I'm sorry I came off sounding so … well, I mean I was just trying to figure out who you were. I've just never seen you before." Riku explained.
Sora nodded numbly, wondering if he aught to stay put or run off to hide in the servants quarters. He was surprised when Riku lifted his head up, aquamarine eyes staring into sky-blue ones. "Don't bow before me… I only make my enemies do that." Riku grinned.
Sora stared at him then slowly rose obediently, trying to figure out this royal person in front of him.
"Listen, I want you to be my personal servant, one of the other maids or servants can clean my room. I could use a new friend, what do you say?" Riku smiled warmly.
"You… want to be… friends?" Sora asked in confusion, trying to figure out what this new word meant.
Riku almost laughed at the adorable expression on Sora's face. "Yes, yes. Your new orders are to stick to me like glue. Rule number one, if you want something it's yours. Within reason obviously. Rule number two, you will address me as Riku. Not your majesty. We'll work on the friend thing when you've got those two sorted out."
"But your majest…I mean, R…ri…ku," Sora stammered in amazement, "I'm just a servant boy… I don't deserve to be treated with such kindness… I'm supposed to serve you, not have others serving me." He said, scratching his toes against the carpet nervously. He'd just been given the giant rule-book this morning… in the form of threats that if he did anything wrong his back would pay for it.
Riku sighed, this was going to be difficult, he had to undo all of the brainwashing the head servants had done to this poor boy. And he had to start out by ordering him to do the simplest things like sitting down and relaxing. 'Oh well… he'll get it in the end.' He though happily as he prepared to make friendship sound like a direct order.
"Alright… we'll try it this way then. Till you get used to it. You will report directly to me, you will sleep in a small cot in my room on the floor. Anything I ask of you you will do or else. Got it?" Riku said. Sora nodded vigorously, timidly racing off to find a cot to put in Riku's huge room.
Riku sighed. 'It will be worth it.'
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You will be my friend and that's an order. Lol… rozukitsune.
