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WARNINGS: Eventual Yaoi (Riku/Sora), language, and some other things…
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Between a Rock and a Hard Place
Space was such a grand place. It was full of planets, stars, and floating rocks…especially floating rocks. There were so many floating rocks, in fact, that Sora was about ready to denounce anything having to do with rocks. Ever.
"Are we there yet!?" Sora asked the ever-popular question you have to ask the people that have to tolerate you thru a very long trip.
Of course, Donald was not a regular 'people'. He was a duck. He was the kind of duck that found everything Sora did pointless and annoying.
And asking this question, maybe once or twice might have been fine. But Sora had crossed that line long ago.
He'd asked this question twice…every other five minutes. On a two hour trip.
Needless to say, Sora had this coming.
"NO!! WE ARE NOT THERE! WE WON'T BE THERE FOR A LONG TIME! WHEN WE ARE THERE I WILL PERSONALLY KICK YOUR ANNOYING BUTT OUT OF THE SHIP! ONE MORE WORD AND I'LL TURN YOU INTO A…INTO A CUSHION! THEN I'LL LET A HORSE SIT ON YOU!!" Donald finally snapped. He started to ramble and shriek and Sora could have sworn he heard something about a 'pitchfork' and 'starting a bonfire' or it could have been something else…
"You want me to start farting?" Sora knew he was pushing things a little too far.
"AAAAGGGGHHHHHH!!"
And Donald lunged.
Sora had never seen a scarier sight.
As boyish screams resonated and duck feathers flew a certain dog hybrid sat staring at the ship's controls. He had no idea what the sign blaring 'crash course' meant and didn't really know how to stop it either.
"Gawsh…you guys? This button's flashin' and I ain't really all smart about things like this, so…uh…guys!?"
"AAHH!! I'M ON FIRE!"
"STOP DROP AND ROLL—NO! FIRE AGAINST FIRE DOESN'T APPLY HERE!"
Goofy's eye twitched.
The confused Captain of the Guard turned his attention back to the controls which were all now flashing little red signals.
He closed his eyes and prepared to start pressing buttons at random.
"A-hyak…hope nothin' really bad happens…"
Twenty or so pressed buttons later…
"WARNING! SHIP ABOUT TO DOCK. PLEASE RIGHT LANDING GEAR! CRASH COURSE TOWARDS TRAVERSE TOWN IN ONE MINUTE…AND YOUR FRENCH FRIES ARE READY."
The boy on the floor stopped his attempt to fling the duck, attempting to murder him, out the ship window. And the duck stopped trying to strangle said boy's neck.
They both blinked and tried to process what just happened.
"WHAT DID YOU DO!?" Donald shrieked at the now nervous looking Goofy.
"Can I have some French fries? I'm kinda hungry…" Sora grinned and rubbed his now sore and hungry stomach.
(A/N: It should be a sin to allow people/ducks/dogs who act like this to drive a ship thru space…)
"NOW LANDING. PREPARING TO CRASH ON PLANET TRAVERSE TOWN. HOLD UNTO YOUR SEATS…YOUR ROOTBEER FLAVORED JELLYBEANS ARE NOW READY."
"3…2…1."
"Oh no…" three voices gulped in unison.
BOOM.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
"HAVE A NICE DAY. THANK YOU FOR FLYING VIA GUMMI SHIP."
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Traverse Town:
Cid Highwind was having a shit load of a day. Three loud mouth customers have the gall to come into his store and start throwing their no-nothing knowledge of things Cid's been a master at for years, into his face. Cid, being the man that he was, retaliated.
"Lost my best hammer there…" he muttered darkly, "at least it hit that bastard's head…" he ended quite smugly. He rubbed his slightly oily hands on his white shirt and blue plants before running them thru his short blond hair. The straw in his mouth was being chewed at viciously as he re-counted was just happened moments ago.
'Stupid-ass idiots…' he thought acidly, 'wouldn't know a fuel gage from a system's check window.'
Ding-dong
"Ooh…another customer to cheat." He muttered. "What can I do for you—oh. It's just a kid."
Cid's day couldn't get any worse.
The kid in front of him screamed 'AIRHEAD'. He had a pretty face, Cid give him that. Otherwise though… The boy's hair was a rich chocolate brown and defied gravity—and anything having to do with fashion. The kid's get up was bright and should have been illegal…especially with those big-ass yellow shoes—
"Hey old man! I told you! I'm not a kid!" the brat in front of him must have said something else, as Cid looked him over. Then something clicked.
"WHAT YOU CALL ME!?" ooh…the brat was in for it now!
"Old man! I just asked if you've seen a loud mouth duck whose grumpy like you and a talking dog! My friends! Have you seen them or not!?" the brat demanded.
Did this kid think we was a prince or something ordering him around!? Cid would gladly knock some sense into him…
"Listen you snot-nosed kid--"
"Sora! My name is Sora!"
So the devil did have a name!
"Listen kid…I ain't seen no such thing! Get your little ass out of here before I get out my toolbox! Obviously you've never felt a hammer nail your pretty little head!" Cid would have come through with his threat had not the kid shown signs of being mentally challenged.
The boy, Sonora or whatever, actually laughed.
Cid was taught to be polite to people like this so somewhere in the back of his befuddled mind he prayed for his mom's forgiveness.
And for this kid to get the hell out of his store.
"Oh…heh heh…it's just that Donald's already tried that. It did hurt. A lot, actually. I'm sorry for being rude. My name is Pr—er Sora. And I'm looking for my friends. Might you have seen them somewhere?"
Cid was now totally convinced this kid was crazy…or bi-polar. Hell, maybe both…
"Er…no." the boy in front of him gave a sigh and it was just then that Cid realized the scorch marks on the kid's shirt. "Thank you for your time and I'm sorry again." The kid bowed and headed out.
"Crazy kid." Cid muttered. And it was only then that Cid remembered he forgot to warn the brat about the Heartless… "Oops."
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Tan hands ran through soft spiky chocolate hair and the owner let out a tired sigh. It'd been at least an hour since he'd left Mr. Grumpy's weird store and he still couldn't find either Goofy or Donald.
The last thing he remembered was a loud bang of some sort and the next thing he knew he'd woken up in an alley and meandered his way to Mr. Grumpy.
"I hope they're okay…" he whispered nervously. After leaving the store he had walked out into the street in hopes of maybe running into his guardians but he couldn't even find anyone. The streets were dark and the only light came from lamps hung high on lampposts. The stores and homes around the whole town seemed deserted and empty, except for those few in the front.
A sudden scream shocked him out of his daze. "What!?"
Sora ran to where he heard it and stumbled upon a shocking scene. There was a man and he was being chased by corrigible shadows. Before Sora could so much as even move the man had fallen down and the shadows had descended upon him. In a bright flash, a pretty heart encased in slivers of white and pink light replaced the man. In another second the shadows quickly surrounded the heart and it became no more than another shadow.
Sora gasped.
The creatures, seeming to have heard this, turned to him and began to advance. Sora stumbled back and quickly scanned the area for something to defend himself with. Sora wasn't stupid. He knew the finer arts of holding his own in a battle, seeing as the king trained him at an early age. But even then; He still needed something, a dagger, a sword, anything—
Keyblade…
Sora gasped again as a light encased his hand and the same odd key that appeared in his dream materialized. He would have thought this would have made his opponent back off…
But it seemed to enrage them further…
In a quick motion, defined by years of training, Sora managed to block several hits the odd bug-like creatures made his way. He blocked, parried and managed to hit several, making them disappear. "You're those same bugs from my dream…" he realized. In his slight shock two of the shadows knocked his Key out of his hand.
Backed into a corner, Sora hoped his friends wouldn't have to suffer the same fate…
"GUNBLADE!!" Sora opened his eyes to see the shadows about to attack him, being destroyed by a man with a huge sword.
The man made Sora gape. His hair was a dark brown, much like his own, except his was straight down. He had a scar across his face. He was wearing all black, and aligned with the big-ass sword, the man looked down right intimidating. His dark eyes assessing the situation then turned to Sora and seem to look right thru him. After a minute of this silent interrogation the man looked at Sora's discarded key.
A brief look of shock crossed the man's features before he turned back to Sora with a rather disappointed look.
"If that's the best you can do, then we're all screwed."
Sora blinked. "Eh?"
"You have the Keyblade and as long as you have the Keyblade the Heartless will never stop hunting you down."
This man reminded him of a rather dark fortune cookie he once ate.
"What's your name kid?" he asked looking away.
"Sora. Have you seen--"
"Yes. Come on. They're waiting back at the Warehouse. Pick up your Keyblade and hurry up. The Heartless might come back and this time I won't save your butt."
Sora did as he was told. Then a thought struck him.
"Squall Leonhart?" the man's eye twitched.
"Call me Leon." He grunted.
Sora held back a groan. What had the King gotten him into?
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Darkness. That's all he saw as he opened his eyes. As he yawned and stretched a shiver ran up his spine.
It was hella cold here. Wherever here was…
As he felt his way around he realized he was in some hallway. As he neared a door he saw light and despite his better judgment he made a run for the only light in the damn place.
He came to a stop as he neared closer to the room. He glanced at the darkness behind him and deciding it was at least a shot, he strode into the room.
He didn't expect for someone to be waiting there.
The woman in front of him was exceptionally tall. Her skin was a shade of green and it looked like there were some horns on her head. Despite all this, she made an impression. Her dark black and purple gown encased her in the shadows perfectly. The creepy black bird perched on her shoulder only added to the effect.
Her menacing scowl turned contemplative as he felt her eyes look him over.
"What's your name!?" she demanded in a cold voice.
He hesitated for only a second, "Riku."
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(A/N: And that's where I'm ending Chapter Five. Partly cuz I'm hella tired and should prolly be studying for finals instead of this…oh well. :3
I looked Cid up since I didn't know much about him and read he had a problem with swearing…so yeah.
I sorta forgot Leon's attack and what it was called..heh heh…
To me, this chapter was long, partly cuz I'm half dead rite now...eye twitches...
As for the story…I will try to make Sora go to the worlds he did in KH1 so not to mess it up. Maybe it'll change cuz I want to make a chapter with Jack Sparrow in it. Yeah, I'll substitute some for other media and animes and junk; I might imply he went to another world (partly cuz I'm hella lazy) and just mention it in a chapter. A little confusing, but you'll see.
(FYI: The Chapter with the fighting in the Gummi ship was inspired by my brother and dog. My brother felt like being an ass and decided he wanted to get his butt kicked so I accidentally ditched the game control on the floor and started to beat him up. My dog decided to make it a chew toy and crashed me into a huge meteor, surprisingly I managed to save me and not die. I hated the KH2 Gummi Route things. Took me forever! 0.o;;; )
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