A Fostering Relationship
By RedBlackandWhite
Why hooplah-ish I have no idea. Okay I got the idea for this story while in a tunnel under Niagara Falls. Great place for an epiphany I know. Okay if nobody likes this story I won't continue it because I'm busy with Kingdom Insanity 2 also. Feedback please!
Summary: Riku is an only child with a great life and great parents. This is all turned upside-down when his parents adopt a foster child, who else would it be, the timid Sora. Pseudo-RxS fluff.
Please ignore the authors note above. It's old. I changed the humor a bit so that it's actually funny. Did a bit more editing than I thought that I would.
Disclaimer: I don't own KH or its characters. Or Alysa, she be redwing55's girl.
Finally school was out.
Riku was glad it was, because that meant he could sit on the couch all day and watch T.V. marathons that you watch with a bowl of cheese puffs on your stomach. Being an only child, he didn't have a sibling that followed him around because they were bored. Just him, the couch, and his beloved television.
His parents both worked during the day, so he would be at home all by himself.
Well, except for Alysa.
"RIKU! Stop sittin' around you lazy bum! Why don't you do something productive, like setting the neighbor's roof on fire? That's always fun."
Speak of the devil. For the record, Alysa isn't Riku's sister. God forbid that. Technically she is his cousin. Her parents died in a car accident when she was 12 and she came to live with her aunt and uncle. She's been living with them for 6 years now, and being 3 years older than Riku, she has taken it upon herself to act like an older sibling towards him.
An insane older sibling at that.
With brown hair, a splash of freckles, big blue eyes, at 5'8", and a mischievous mind that would scare the crap out of Hitler and Stalin (moreso than a free election), Alysa was a force to be reckoned with. She was a witty, observant, manipulating demon. But we still love her.
"ALYSA, I told you. My summer vacation will consist of sitting on this couch for 10 weeks straight!" replied Riku, furiously pointing to the couch he had almost fallen asleep on halfway through a Lifetime movie.
Alysa had other plans. Most of which Riku could imagine.
"Come on kiddo, this is our last summer together! Joe's Snake Emporium is going out of business soon anyway! As a family! Gotta love snakes! Let's make it the best we can! I'm sure we can find antidote! I'll get the rum! I'll get the rum!" she replied, cheery as can be. (1)
Riku then remembered that Alysa had applied to be a camp counselor in Maine, spending time rock-climbing with kids in some remote forest nobody took the time to give a name.
Alysa. Rocks. Heights. Children. That, my friends, is a lawsuit waiting to happen.
"Alysa stop! Ever since you got back from your first year of college it's all about rum, spontaneous eruptions, and stunts that cause bodily injury!" cried Riku.
"Your point?" asked Alysa.
Riku remained silent.
"I doubt your plan of ultimate laziness will work, because I think something big and mildly exciting is about to happen." Said Alysa.
"And what could that possibly be?" asked Riku, off-handedly, flipping past MTV.
"Haven't you noticed? What am I saying, you never notice, you're male. Whenever your parents are home, they're always pouring over boring stacks of paperwork the size of your head. It's all they've been doing for 6 weeks none-stop." She replied.
Silence.
"Oh, you're as much fun as a potato peeler." She said, leaving the room.
"Where are you going?" Riku asked, noticing the absence of insanity, and not really caring whether or not she answered.
"Oh, I'm going to go take Velma for a spin." Alysa answered offhandedly, referring to her beat-up grey blob that she had bought 2 years ago and become unnervingly attached to.
"Alright, but remember to listen to at least half of the traffic signs this time please. And would you PLEASE try and clean that stain. It's gross." Riku shouted, still on the couch.
"Don't I always? And no. Alysa does not clean things." was her quick reply.
And with the ending of the third-person retort, she left.
Riku's afternoon that day consisted of unscrupulously eating 3 times his weight in junk food, as planned, and watching a Friends marathon in German.
His parents got home at their usual time of around 6 and the screeching of spinning tires coming into the driveway nearly missing the neighbor's screeching cat announced Alysa's arrival at 6:30.
Riku's parents, when he finally noticed, did pour over stacks of papers as soon as they got home. Stupid Alysa and her ability to notice things. Or stupid him for not noticing things, whatever it was. By now he was curious.
They ordered Chinese food after Alysa stated that her womanly urges during this time of the month demanded Sa Cha chicken. Riku decided to eat in his room while checking email, networking sites, etc. He loved that his parents didn't really like sitting down at dinner every night. 2 hours later, Alysa starting banging on his door with what seemed to be a mallet from the sound of it. "HEY HEAD CASE GET DOWNSTAIRS YOUR MOM AND DAD WANT US!!!!!" she screamed. Riku groaned, opened the door to a smiling girl, and followed her downstairs.
His parents were waiting for them in the kitchen, his mother leaning against the granite countertop, his father sipping coffee at the table. Riku and Alysa sat down at the table.
"Riku, Alysa, we have something to tell you two." Began Tessa, Riku's mother. "You know that your father and I can't have anymore kids," Ahhhh WRONGGGGG! Riku shuddered as the nasty thought popped into his head.
"Since the first one worked out so well." Snorted Alysa.
Tessa glared. "So…"she continued. "we are going to have a foster child live with us!"
All brain function of Riku's shut off for about 12 seconds at that point, resulting in an open mouth and blank stare.
MY SUMMER WAHHHHH!!!!!
"Sora will be here in two days, and we've already decided, so you can't change our minds, this will be a great experience for all of us." She finished, exasperated.
My god I'm swimming in an ever-larger estrogen sess-pool.
"AWSOME, ANOTHER MIND FOR ME TO SCAR! Where did I put that hacksaw??" asked the enthusiastic Alysa.
"There will be none of that Alysa." Said Riku's dad, Richard, who had been silent up till now. "Sora is very timid, according to the Foster Center."
Finally, Riku found his voice.
"What?!?! You can't just drag another kid into this house!!! You have no idea what this does to my summer." He cried.
"Now Riku, Sora is coming whether you like it or not. And you better be nice." Said Tessa.
And with that they left the room, letting Riku stew in his own anger.
The next day, Alysa was ecstatic. Well, more than usual. Riku told her not to drink that 4th cup of espresso, though he knew she wouldn't listen. By noon she was bouncing off the walls. Or at least she tried to. She succeeded in sliding down the staircase railing though.
Riku just sat around on the couch all day thinking of ways to avoid this Sora person as much as possible and to get her to latch onto lady spaz over there, Alysa. His parents spent all day sprucing up one of the spare bedrooms. Making room wasn't a problem, because Riku's family owned an enormous 4-story house and they had 5 spare rooms. For what, Riku had no idea.
The day went by unbelievably fast and the foster kid was coming at 11 the next day. Riku was dreading it to no end. Before he knew it, it was 10 pm and Riku was trying to fall asleep.
So much for a lazy summer.
My poor, poor couch.
"AHH IS THAT THEM?!?!" cried Alysa for the 84th time as a random car passed the house. She had been bouncing up and down in that chair of hers for an hour, as both of Riku's parents had gone to get the foster child.
"NO ALYSA IT ISN'T!" said Riku, who was at the kitchen table, spinning a pear around and looking out the window.
"Damn. What's taking them so long?" asked Alysa to no one in particular.
As soon as she said that, the family's black Mercedes pulled into the driveway. Riku woke up from his daze and watched as three people walked towards the door. Alysa had walked into the kitchen as well, vibrating violently.
The door opened.
In walked their parents, followed by a figure behind them.
"Riku, Alysa, please meet Sora." Said Tessa, stepping aside.
H-o-ly SHIT.
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