Yes! My first Story!

Anyway, Yeah, It's another ghost story. But I tried to make it as different as possible!

Disclaimer: Yeah . . . I don't own it. But maybe that's actually a good thing . . .

Warnings : Yaoi, BoyXBoy.

Be nice! This is my first story, well, FULL story, on here. I'm still learning.

So Now I present to you . . .

.Heavenly Haunting.

Kingdom Hearts

RikuxSora, AxelxRoxas.

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O1: Bitter intentions.

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Noone asked him if he wanted to move. Sora was absolutely, perfectly fine living in Destiny Islands. He didn't care about the few friends, the small apartment, or the homeschooling – it was his life, and he loved it all the same.

But because of his brother,that was all going to change. Leon had made the quick, unexpected decision that they were going to move.

Sora tried to resist, he even clung to the apartment door hinge, refusing to leave – but never less, Squall won.

During the long drive in a small car, Sora was coming up with ways to make his brother pay. And calling him by his actual name, Squall, was step one.

He hadn't made it to step two yet.

But anyway, the short story was that he was moving to Twilight Town, going to an actual school, and his life was simply ruined.

"So, Squaaal," Sora grinned as he dragged out the name. Leon remained silent. "How close are we, huh?"

Silence.

Sora sat up from his laying position in the back seat, and looked out the window. His eyes widened a bit and he cocked a brow. They were slowing to a stop . . . in front of a . . . hole in the wall?

"Please don't tell me that's the front door."

The older brunet smirked, but remained silent – obviously enjoying the younger's fearful confusion. Leon stepped out of the car, and leaned against it, waiting for the moving vans to come through.

Sora, not quite getting what was happening, stepped out of the car slowly. He looked around. A small town. Small buildings. It was kind of nice . . . key words: kind of.

"Sq – Leon, talk to me!" Sora walked up to his brother, hands spared out. "Where are we even living?!"

The taller finally let go of his staid position, and let out a laugh. Leon pointed toward the hole in the wall, "There."

Sora cocked his brow again, "Uh, what? Details please!"

Leon just chuckled once more, "You are so dense. Go see for yourself."

Sora scratched the back of his spiky head, peering curiously at the dark hole. Leon and to be kidding, he just had too.

Seeing the hesitant sate his younger brother was in, Leon grabbed his arm and started to pull him towards the gap, "Fine, I'll show you then."

The movers were just starting to get organized as the two went through the large hole. All Sora could see was the looming shadows of trees, and could barely see where he was being led. Around a couple trees and Sora finally saw that familiar twilight daylight. Then he gaped at the sight.

As he and Leon emerged from the forest, there was a tall and majestic mansion towering before them. Wrapped around it was a rusted gate. The gate was opened.

He looked at Leon, Blue eyes wider than ever, "Seriously?"

Leon smiled knowingly and gave a curt nod, before proceeding into the house. Sora followed interested and curious. But there was also something about the mansion . . . like, something odd about it . . .

Sora kept the thought in his mind as he followed Leon to the front door, Skeptical on both the size to the door, and the unusual entrance. Why was there a huge gap in a brick wall anyway?

But, none the less, Sora followed Leon to the double front doors. The older stuck and old rusty key in the lock and the door creaked open slowly – probably from age.

"Uh . . ." Sora was at loss of words. "It's sort of . . . need's work."

Over all, it was a magnificent house and very oriental – but not the cleanest. There were remains of furniture and chopped wood scattered across the entry ways floor. There were curved stair cases that led up to an upstairs hallway, were it seemed like there were three doors – a middle, one on the right and one on the left. As Sora gazed at the new house, Leon scoffed at his statement.

"Sora, the last time anyone lived in this house was like, one hundred years ago," Leon said. "Of course it's a mess."

"Oh," Sora stepped forward and kicked any broken furniture or wood in his way, he then noticed there were two more doors on each side downstairs, but one was covered with broken up armored men. Then he turned back to Leon, "Why was it on the market then?"

"It wasn't, at least, until a few weeks ago," Leon moved across the floor slowly, examining every crack and crevice, then proceeded up the dusty stairs.

"But why?" Sora followed, thinking it would probably take a month to explore the house, then another month to get used to where everything is. This was like, a bajillion times bigger than the apartment back on Destiny Islands.

Destiny Islands . . . and there came the memories. No more islands. No more Selphie, Tidus, and Wakka. No more beach. No more homes.

Just him and Leon, a huge and freaky house, and a new town. He would be going to his first day at public school in two days. Twilight High.

Out of all of it, school was definitely the worst hands down. He didn't know what would happen, or what he'd do.

Once he followed Leon up the stairs, he asked his question again, "Leon, why?"

"Tell you the truth," Leon walked up to the middle door, and grabbed the handle. "I don't know. It is weird though, it's considered haunted."

Leon passed off the statement that it was nothing, but Sora gaped. Haunted . . . this house is haunted?! But of course, leave it to Leon to buy a haunted house.

"Haunted. You did not just say haunted," Leon looked at him, uninterested, but seeing how utterly freaked out his brother was, he sighed, "Sora, it's just a myth."

"Why should I believe you? You wouldn't believe something even if it was standing right in front of you!" Sora exclaimed waving his hands all over the place.

Leon scoffed, "Your exaggerating. Now come on, let's look around."

Sora glared, but followed. Not only did Leon move them – taking Sora away from everything he knew – he decided to purchase a haunted house. It was probably because of the price though.

"Cheapskate," Sora muttered under his breath, dragging himself to follow Leon through the door. It led to a long hallway that turned both ways at the very end. There were, like, twenty doors on each side. Sora sighed.

This is gonna take a week. . .

"Sora . . ."

Sora looked up at Leon, "What?"

Leon halted and turned, with an eyebrow raised, "I didn't say anything."

"Yeah you did! You said my name!"

The taller rolled his eyes, "No I didn't." Then he turned around and continued walking towards the first door. Sora furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

I heard something . . . a voice.

Without another word, Sora continued to follow Leon.

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"They are so being bribed to actually be that happy."

Sora rolled his eyes at the Twilight High brochure, with all its fake laughing and smiling teens, and dropped it down on all the other rules and guide lines for the school. He was sitting at the kitchen table, in the small kitchen that had just been redone and fixed up. Leon had at least hired people to fix everything up. It took, like, four hours to tour the entire house. They had eventually picked two rooms that were supplied with bathrooms and large closets that were directly across from each other. That was only one of the good parts of the house.

Besides from being haunted and all – hopefully it was just a myth – the house was pretty cool. There were so many rooms, it was like a maze! Then the two other doors on the upstairs hallway led to really bizarre rooms. The right led to a library, with tons of books and old portraits.

But Sora's favorite, was the weirdest among anything and everything in the old house, was the white room – at least, that's what Sora called it. And, imagine that, everything in the room was white. Pure white.

There was a long drawing table, with an empty sketchbook on it, and two identical chairs at each side. The walls were blank, but had outlines of many pictures that must have used to be there. There was also many other miscellaneous furniture that was pristine and perfect. To top it off, there was a large window that looked over the yard. When Leon saw it, he didn't act impressed, but he was. He said that they should leave it as is, and Sora couldn't have agreed more – that room was absolutely a picture of perfection. He loved it.

Anyhow, He took a sip of his soda, and sighed. He would be playing a blitz ball game right about now. But Twilight Town has apparently no comprehension of Blitz ball; instead they do "Struggles" . . . whatever those are.

"Leon I'm board." He said finally. Leon looked up from the signup sheets from the school, "You know, you can go around town. I don't have to go everywhere with you."

Sora pouted, "Okay, one, I am never going through that forest alone. And two, I have no clue about this town!"

"Then you'll stay right here."

It was just like Leon to make all his sentences short and simple. Sora huffed, annoyed.

I guess I'll go to the white room again.

He set down his soda can on the table, and left the kitchen. In the main hall, a bunch of cleaners were cleaning up the floor and movers were bringing in the furniture and belongings. Sora passed them all, and went up the stairs; he rounded around left, and pushed open the door.

He took in everything, and hesitantly made the decision to sit down on the chair. He folded his hands, and trembled a bit – he was kind of scared and paranoid over the fact that some ghost might come out and attack him or something. When he finally relaxed, he reached for the sketchbook and opened it even though knowing nothing would be there.

He was wrong.

He could have sworn the sketchbook had been blank. But When Sora saw the first page; it had a picture on it. He dropped the sketchbook, trembling, and ran full-force out of the white room. The fact that there was a picture was creepy enough . . . but it was really what the picture was of . . .

It was him.

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"Leon! Leon! Leon! Leon!" Sora ran into the kitchen, where Leon still was and halted to a stop, out of breath and eyes wide. "This house is haunted."

Leon merely rolled his blue eyes, "Sora, I told you it's just a –"

"No!" Sora interrupted, arms flailing around. "I went to white room, and, and, the sketch book . . . it was empty before, and this time it had a picture . . . a picture of me!"

Sora was breathing heavily, and Leon cocked a brow. There was a heavy silence.

Sora sighed, "You don't believe me . . . do you?"

"Not at all."

Sora slumped down into a chair, "I'm goin' crazy."

"Nah," Leon said, writing continuously on the forms. "It's just moving nerves, you'll get over it."

"Uh huh, suuuuuuure," Sora rolled his eyes.

Leon finally dropped his pen, and started to organize the forms and slips, "Let's go out now, I have to drop these off at your school."

Sora sighed, wishing that Leon would act more like a brother then a parent, but since theirs died years ago, who would look after him? But anyway, he followed Leon out of house and past the gate and the forest. They got further into the town and Sora noticed that the area they were in now was Market Street – It had an accessory shop, and armor shop, and a . . . synthesis shop?

"Hey . . . what's synthesis?" Sora asked, just as they were going toward the upward hill. Leon looked towards the shop and answered simply, "Don't know."

By now, Sora should have been so very used to his brother's silent and staid behavior. But yet, it still made him endlessly annoyed. He just sighed and rolled his eyes.

As they went up the hill, there were different shops, and such. Sora took notice to a passage way to a back alley, but he figured that he better not go in. After awhile, they'd gone through a good portion of town, and they finally got Twilight High.

It was a tall, golden brick building with large windows. It was sort of plain, but also huge – Sora almost felt intimidated. He followed his brother into the building, and right in front, there was a little office. That must have been where Leon needed to go. Sora was, of course, told to wait outside of the office, while Leon talked with the principal. Maybe what Sora hated most about this whole experience was basically the fact that . . . he had no clued what he'd be doing. He'd need special attention . . . would people dislike him for that?

Sora bit his lip and his legs shaked in the chair he was sitting on. Just being in the building got him all jittery. To think . . . eight hours!

For what seemed of ages, Leon came out.

"So," Sora started as he stood. "Am I going to be in some 'Slow classes'," He used hand quotations as he rolled his blue eyes. Leon frowned.

"Sora, you've been to school before, you know that?"

"But this is different," Sora muttered. "I know that much."

Leon rolled his eyes, "Duh, it's different. But you know your stuff Sora. You could be in honor classes if you wanted too."

The younger furrowed his eyebrows, unbelieving. But, none the less, accepted the answer. He was clueless as ever when it came to the 'real' world. Sure, he'd watched movies, and played videogames. It wasn't like he was completely cut off from the world on Destiny Islands . . . they were just . . . more secluded. Except there were always a boat load of tourists each week to break the barriers. But Sora didn't mind, he always thought those big city – clueless tourists were so amusing! But then his mood dampened with a horrid realization – he was basically one of those tourists now.

They were now out of the school, and going through the town once again to go back to the mansion. Sora held a scowl on his face that Leon merely ignored. They were going down the hill of Market Street, but Leon took a detour towards the back alley that Sora had spotted before.

"Uh Leon, I don't think we should go back there . . ."

The taller rolled his eyes, and scoffed, "What, afraid it's haunted?"

Sora scowled, and reluctantly went through the small alley way. It was well lit by the twilight sky, and there was a blocked off tram entrance. The only two paths were a large pathway on the side, and a chain linked fence covered a cloth covered hole. Leon decided to go towards the large pathway. Sora hesitated, wanting to go and see what was behind the chain linked fence. But, as always, Leon always wins, and he once again followed his brother through the pathway.

I'm starting to get sick of following him around like this.

The new area was labeled as 'Sandlot'. There were four people already there, which sort of surprised Sora. To think about it, he really hadn't seen anybody on his walk to Twilight High. Wonder why . . .

"Hey!" The four turned their attention to Sora and Leon.

They started approaching, stern looks on their faces. One was blond, with a beanie pulled over his head and over confidence practically seeping from him. A tan, big guy followed him, a stupid smirk on his face. The only girl had silver hair which shrouded one of her blood red eyes, her expression was almost emotionless. Then the last was a short . . . guy? Sora couldn't tell. They had a large, witch like hat that shrouded their face.

The blond spoke, "Hey! What are you losers doin' in my territory?"

After a comment like that, Sora would have made some hybrid of a squeal or scream and ran off. But as for Leon . . . well, no one insulted Leon Leonhart. No one.

Man, even after insulting them, Sora felt bad for this guy.

Leon took a step forward, "Your territory? I don't see your name on it."

The blond had apparently had never been spoken too in such away. He gained back himself and glared, "Do you know who you're talking too? I'm Seifer Almasy."

"Well, Almasy, I apparently do now know who I'm talking too," Leon smirked. "What, are you proud of yourself or something?"

Seifer was flaring up, cheeks red and eyes narrowed; He then took no time with words and aimed at punch at Leon. Sora had already edged away to the corner, he shut his eyes tight. When he opened them, he grinned. The tables had turned and Seifer was pushed against the wall by Leon, the blond tried to hide the obvious fear with a sneer. Leon was saying something that Sora couldn't catch. Then Leon pushed Seifer toward his buddies, who were equally astonished.

Then he turned to Sora, "C'mon Sora, Let's go home."

Sora hesitantly walked in a confused daze and started to follow his brother out the next exit. But then behind them, Seifer finally gained back his voice and screamed, "Your gonna pay for this Leonhart! Just wait!"

Sora looked up at his brother, who was smirking, "After only a couple hours in this place, and you've already got yourself an enemy," Sora rolled his eyes. "Nice."

Leon just laughed, "Seifer? I could hardly call that moron an enemy. I've had worse."

Sora had a horrid expression upon his face as he cocked an eyebrow. He wanted to ask, but then came to the sensible conclusion, I really rather not know.

They were heading out a different exit, and it sloped up hill and the multiple vans and the car were squeezed in the tiny space of Market Street. And the huge hole still remained in the brick wall. They finally got back into the mansion which was still being cleaned, but they were told that the bedrooms were all ready. Sora took the opportunity to spend the rest of the night unpacking. He really had no choice – school was tomorrow.

The room had just been cleaned, and of course, the plumbing in the bathroom had been fixed. There was his twin bed, his desk, a bookshelf, and a dresser. The room was already a dark blue color that hadn't really needed to be changed.

It took about, maybe three hours to unpack everything and get it all set up. But soon all his clothes were in the dresser, his bedding was made, his computer was hooked up, and all his books were on the oak bookshelf. Other extras were scattered across his new room, and pictures were set up – actually, Sora was on his last item – a photograph, an old wrinkled and faded photo that was placed in a blue frame.

In it, were him, Leon, and . . . their parents. It's been three years. Three years since the car crash. It was so unexpected, especially for an island.

This picture meant a lot, but Sora knew he couldn't grieve on the past. He had to look towards the future.

A future of haunted houses, public school, bullies, and starting anew. But none the less, it was a future. His future.

He sighed heavily and lay on his bed. The alarm clock stated it was past six. Twelve hours. That's all he had left to get ready for something he'd never be ready for.

He sighed again.

How am I going to do this?

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Okay, so, some things happened. But most of the other characters will be introduced at Twilight High tomorrow.

So I've never actually read a fic where someone actually MOVES into the Mansion, so I wrote this one! The only difference is that I added a door to add to how huge the mansion really is.

And it may seem weird on how I skipped to Twilight High from Market Street. But there's like this made up path of a neighborhood, and mall and stores, and then there's Twilight High.

So, we pretty much know at least one character who is going to be a ghost. I think it was pretty obvious, since it was the only odd thing that practically happened that was supernatural.

And Seifer will play a big part in this story too. It may not seem like it, but he really will.

I hope you liked it! Review please! I'd love that!

Peace. XD