Disclaimer: I, Sora's Sacrifice, do not own Kingdom Hearts (none of em'!) or any of the characters or creatures in it. This is just a fanfic! That is all.

A/N: Ok, first, I just want to say how awesome you guys are! This story already has 48 reviews and only 6 chapters! That's almost 50 reviews! Thanks, you guys! You rock! Please, keep it up!

Phew, I'm finally done! I've been working on this chapter for hours straight! I really hope you like it...the next couple of chapters or so probably won't be too sad...at least as far as I know. Soooo...yeah...enjoy! And please, please, please review!

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Broken

Chapter 7: Out of the Hospital

"Do you have any relatives that you could live with?" Riku asked Sora, trying desperately to find Sora somewhere to live. After thinking for a moment, Sora shook his head.

"Not any that I know of," he answered, feeling rather tired from all of Riku's questions. Riku rubbed his temples, slightly aggravated by all of Sora's answers. Apparently, Sora had no friends, no aqaintences, nobody he just knew, no family or relatives he knew about, either, he wasn't old enough to live by himself, no one in the school was willing to take him in, none of his neighbors would take him in, he didn't want to go to an orphanage (he had heard once that they were really terrible), and Riku couldn't think of anything else. And then it hit him.

"Okay...then you can live with us," Riku suggested, or rather demanded, standing up and stretching. Sora's eyes grew wide, filled with hope, excitement, happiness and pure joy.

"Really?!" Sora asked, a huge smile on his angelic face.

"Well, yeah...that is, until we find you a new home. We'll bring people over to our house, people who are looking for a teenager son, and we'll introduce you guys to each other and whatnot. Once you find some people you like, you can go move in with them," Riku answered, crossing his arms and looking out the small window next to the bed, as usual.

"Oh..." Sora said, looking down, a little disappointed. Riku noticed his sudden change in mood, and spoke up again.

"Don't worry, we'll make sure they're good people," he assured Sora, smiling gently. Sora tried to smile, but he wasn't sure that he liked the idea of moving in with different people. "And we'll make sure that they don't plan on moving too far away, or switching you to a different school," Riku continued, not fully convinced by Sora's smile. Sora's smile didn't grow bigger or smaller, it just stayed in place, obediently. "And we'll make sure that they don't have a criminal record," Riku joked, trying to make Sora laugh. It worked...kinda. Sora laughed a little, his beautiful face now bearing a slightly bigger, but still weak, smile. "Look," Riku began again, "I would let you stay with us...permanently, but my dad doesn't really want another person to take care of, and feed, and..."

"It's okay, Riku. I don't want to be a burden," Sora said, his voice sad and yet a little sharper then he meant it to be.

"No, Sora, that's not what I meant--" Riku said quickly, but then the doctor entered the room (Riku was thankful).

"Well, hello boys. How are we doing?" the docter asked, walking over to Sora's bed, and doing his usual check-up on the boy.

"Fine..." Sora answered, staring at his hands.

It had been a while since Sora had been put in the hospital, and he was basically all healed up. He would be released in about a week or so. Riku hadn't left Sora's side once while he was in the hospital, and Sora felt very safe and comforted by Riku's presence.

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One Week Later...

Sora had been let out of the hospital and he and Riku were currently headed over to his house to get his belongings so that they could bring them to Riku's house. When they got to Sora's old house the front door was unlocked, the police left it that way so that they could get inside (they had heard that they were coming). Sora opened it slowly, carefully and quietly, as if his father was still inside. Riku watched him curiously, wondering if he was doing that out of fear or if it was force of habit. When the door was open, they both stepped inside, Sora being more quiet then Riku, and headed to Sora's room. Riku had only been in Sora's house one time before, a while ago, and it looked basically the same as he remembered it. Only this time there were broken bottles on the floor and shattered glass everywhere. Riku furrowed his brows slightly, but continued following Sora, past the kitchen and into the hall, and then into his room. Sora opened the door quicker then the other one, and seemed to enter more quickly, quietly shutting the door once Riku was inside, also.

"Sora, it's okay. Your dad is gone," Riku reminded him, giving him a concerned look. Sora just stared at him for a moment, and then looked at the door in realization. He had forgotten about that for a moment there...

"Right..." Sora replied, nodding slightly and then walking to his small dresser, not trying to be quite so quiet this time. He opened one of the drawers and then looked around for a bag. Riku looked around Sora's room and noticed that there was blood on the bed and some on the floor. He furrowed his brows angrily, wishing he could have done something sooner. "Umm...maybe I should get one of my dad's suitcases?" Sora asked Riku, breaking his train of thought, not having anything to hold his belongings except for his school bag. Riku nodded and re-opened the door to Sora's room, and then walked out into the hall. He could hear Sora following close behind him, and could almost feel him shaking with fear.

"Where is his room?" Riku asked quietly, trying not to make Sora even more scared than he already was. Sora pointed to an old staircase, stained with blood and more broken glass. Riku walked over to the staircase and looked it up and down. There was a knife laying on one of the steps, dried blood clinging to its blade. Riku furrowed his brows again, the hate he felt for Sora's father bubbling up inside of him. He lifted his right foot and put it on the first steps, bring careful to avoid any broken peices of glass as he did, and then felt Sora tightly grab onto his left arm. Riku looked at the brunette questioningly, and then realized his eyes were wide with fear and he was shaking his head back and forth. "Sora...?"

"No, we can't go up there," Sora said, his voice quiet and filled with fear.

"Why not?" Riku asked him, looking back up the bloody staircase and then back at Sora.

"Because, he'll get mad. He'll get really mad," Sora whispered, tears filling up in his beautiful, cerulean blue eyes. He was tugging on Riku's arm, begging him to come away from the staircase. Riku did, and they went back into Sora's room, Sora still holding onto Riku's arm tightly.

"Sora," Riku began softly, "there's nothing to be afraid of. Your father is long gone, and he's not coming back," Riku explained. Sora continued shaking his head, holding onto Riku's arm even tighter now. Riku sighed. "Don't you wanna get out of here?" he asked.

"Yes..." Sora answered quietly, nodding a little.

"Then we have to go get the suitcase."

"Suitcase...?" Sora asked, as if he had forgotten the whole reason they were going to go up there. Riku nodded slowly.

"Yeah, remember? That's why we were going up there, to get the suitcase, so we could put your stuff in it," the silver-haired teen explained, looking at Sora with pity.

"Oh yeah..." Sora said, suddenly remembering everything. He looked up at Riku, an apologetic look on his face. "Sorry..." he said quietly.

"It's okay, Sora," Riku said, smiling comfortingly at him. "Do you think you can make it this time?" Riku asked, trying to bring some humor to the atmosphere. Sora smiled weakly and nodded.

"I think so," he answered, and then followed Riku to the door, still holding onto his arm. They made it to the staircase again and, after giving Sora a reassuring look, Riku lifted his right foot once more and set it down on the first step carefully. He could feel Sora shaking, but he wasn't resisting anymore, so Riku continued to the next step.

Eventually they made it to the top of the staircase, and Sora couldn't remember ever feeling so afraid since his father was still in this house. For some reason, he thought his father was going to pop out of nowhere and torment him until death. He kept reminding himself that Riku was with him and if his father did pop out of nowhere, then Riku could most likely protect him. They walked down the upstairs hall slowly, the floor creaking every now and then, and Sora jumping whenever it did. Riku's arm was starting to hurt because of Sora's tight grasp on it, but Riku tried to just ignore the pain, find Sora's father's room, get a suitcase, put Sora's things in it, get out of that house and never go back.

Sora suddenly pointed at an old, broken door that was closed, and Riku walked to it, figuring he meant that that was his father's old room. Riku put his hand on the cold doorknob and twisted it slowly. He then pushed the door open and stood there for a moment, looking inside at the darkness. Sora was shaking uncontrollably by this time and Riku could feel his arm turning purple. He walked slowly into the room and searched the walls on either side of the door for a light switch. Eventually he found one, and turned it on. The room was pretty simple. There was a plain bed, a closet, a dresser, a sidetable next to the bed with a small lamp on it, a digital clock on the bed, broken liqor bottles on the floor, clothes everywhere, a knife that looked like it had been there forever, and a couple of ciggarette boxes. The room smelled horrible, and both Riku and Sora wanted to get out of there as soon as possible.

"Where is it?" Riku asked Sora, stepping further into the room. Sora pointed to the closet which was on the left side of the room, and Riku walked to it carefully. He opened it and dug around the pile of junk for a moment before finding a medium sized suitcase. "Will this work?" he asked Sora, and Sora nodded in reply. Riku carried the suitcase out of the room, shutting off the light as they left, walked down the stairs and then back into Sora's room. He gave Sora the suitcase, and Sora slowly took it and let go of Riku's now purple (and numb) arm. Riku rubbed his arm gently, feeling coming back to it slowly.

Sora filled the suitcase with his belongings (Riku was suprised that mostly everything fit into the suitcase), also putting a few things in his school bag, and soon they were off. When they were outside of the seemingly haunted house, they walked faster, trying to get as far away as quickly as possible. Sora had left his blankets and pillows there (Riku had told him to), because they had some other blankets and such for Sora to use at the house.

When they finally arrived at Riku's house (they had to walk the whole way there), Riku reached into his pocket and took out a key. He unlocked the front door and stepped inside, letting Sora in, too, before shutting the door. Sora had never been in Riku's house before, and gasped when he saw it. He thought it had looked amazing on the outside, but now that he was on the inside...it was incredible.

When you entered the house you walked into a square place for shoes, coats and whatnot, then there was a hallway. There were three different ways to go, straight, right and left.

If you went right you would enter the living room. In the living room there was a huge flat screen TV, a long, fancy, comfy couch, every kind of game machine/device in the world in a unique looking shelf-thingy next to the TV, hundreds of different games as well, a soda and snack machine, vibrating chairs, and a huge window.

If you went left you would come to the kitchen. There were several windows on the walls, a huge, expensive table, lots of comfortable (and matching) chairs, a silver fridgerator filled with all kinds of food, lots of cupboards and drawers, filled with more food, dishes, silverware, etc.. There were lots of counters, a fancy stove, a microwave and a microwave oven, lots of different pans and oven mits and such, and various kinds of plants and such. There was also a closet and there was a little bar-counter thing that you could eat at if you wished.

If you went straight then the hall would continue. There were severl different doors on either side of the hall walls, some were closets, one was a bathroom, one led to a large computer room with several different computers. They all had internet and worked perfectly and quickly without any lagging or anything like that at all, they all had lots of GBs, and were stocked with all kinds of cool computer games and whatnot. There were also lots of printers and scanners and paper. Another door led to a fax room. Then at the end of the hallway you would finally come to a staircase that turned round and round like a slide at a playground. There was a door on the side of the stairs that led to underneath the stairs. When you got up to the top of the stairs, there was another hall, this one was wider, with, yet again, doors on either side. One of them led to his father's room (they didn't go inside there for several reasons), one of them led to another bathroom, one of them led to a theater room with a huge screen and several chairs (just like a movie theater), one of them led to a game room (like an arcade), one of them led to a mini-kitchen, one led to a random closet, another one led to another bathroom, and then at the end of the hall it split into two halls, one going right and one going left. There was a large window, a window seat and some plants.

If you went left you would find three rooms on the left side of the wall (the other side lead to outside) and a small balcony on the right side.

The first room lead to a huge library/study. It had millions of books inside, a couple of computers, some chairs, a couch, some tables, some windows, some of those cool ladder things that move around to you can reach all of the books, oh--and it had stairs to reach the top floor where the rest of the books were. There were also some closets in there, too.

The second room was a huge art room. There were painting suppiles, drawing supplies, lots of paper, paint brushes, pencils, pens, crayons, pastels, paint, water colors, everything. There was so much it was unbelievable.

The third room was a craft room. There were all sorts of craft things, too many to name. It was like craft heaven.

If you went right, you would eventually come to three more rooms and another small balcony. The first room was just kind of a relaxing room. There was a comfy couch, comfy chairs, comfy love seats, small tables, another mini-fridge in case you were hungry, another flat screen TV (smaller than the one in the living room) and a single bookcase.

The second room was a guest room. It had a nice, comfy bed with light blue sheets, blankets and pillow cases. There was a sidetable on the right side of the bed with a small, light blue lamp and a digital alarm clock. There was a closet, a dresser, a rug, a window, a desk, and a mirror.

The third room was Riku's room. It was huge. The bed was in a corner facing out so that it wasn't against the wall. The bed sheets were white underneath the black blankets and dark blue pillows. There was a large window on the right wall, and a closet on the next wall. There was a dresser next to the closet, and the door was placed on the next wall. There was a sidetable on the left side of his bed, and a mini fridge, a small couch, a TV (with cable, a PS3) and a small bookcase (filled with magazines, movies, video games, and only a couple of actual books) in that corner. There was also a bathroom. His school bag was lazily hung by the strap on one of his bed's leg-thingies, and his laptop was on the desk that was placed against the wall. His large window overlooked the huge backyard. There was a large, built-in pool, a large jacuzzi, a large patch of cement with a grill, a table, etc., a then there was a large patch of fresh, green grass. There was also a mini-golf course.

On the balcony on the right hall, there was a large, expensive and simply amazing telescope. You could even hook it up to your laptop, type in the planet name of the planet you want to see, and then it would show it on the screen. There was a little table to put your laptop on in case you wanted to do that.

Sora stared in awe as Riku showed him around the house, and then told him that he would be staying in the guest room. Sora couldn't speak, so he nodded and put his stuff in the guest room.

"So, you like the house?" Riku asked, finding Sora's expression amusing.

"Yeah...it's amazing," Sora managed to say, squeeking (somehow). Riku laughed softly, his laughter sounding like angelic music to Sora. It rang in his ears, making him smile. They were currently walking down the hallway on the first floor and to the front door. Sora didn't have very many clothes, and a lot of the ones he had were bloodstained, so Riku was going to buy him some new ones.

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A/N: Ok, I think that this one is longer then some of the others, so I hope you are happy. I am. I feel...accomplished. Anywho, I hope you liked this chapter. Thanks for reading! Please review!

P.S. Sorry for all the explaining...I just had this idea for Riku's house and I had to get it out!