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Hey guys XD yup I updated in like two days I know a little sad

But OMG THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS AND FAVS AND FOLLOWS- This story had the most views and reviews and stuff on it's first day than any of my other stuff the first day they were published (I feel the love~)

I feel like I probs could have spent more time on editing this but meh ;P

Ah btw since I don't really plan my stuff (I'm more a whatever happens happens kinda gal) I truly did not mean for my story to get so… Well you'll see...

Hope you enjoy~


A clear sky is ignored, taken for granted as peacefully it holds away the elements and protects those on the Earth… but as the sky turns dark and creates havoc the people that the sky had always protected cannot help but fear and despise…

It was tragic really - how one could be act as a perfect human being for ninety-nine days yet will only be remembered by others for the one other day they showed weakness.


Chapter 2: A spark of red, A glass wall and the Invisible silver lining

The door opened to show all ten flames just flickering at the edges of the room. There was no flash of light, no choir music, no moment of silent revelation- it was kind of anti-climatic to the over imaginative child's imagination. Tsuna stepped or well crawled in to the room in amazement. He took much time to go to each individual flame to soak up their beautiful appearance, how they danced in the non-existent wind and how they seemed to react the closer he moved toward them as if alive. The brunette cooed and gurgled in excitement, acting like the child he was. He could feel the power and the promise of its capabilities in each one.

The moment the little brunette reached out to focus his will toward a flame, one the color of pure orange, it began to glow brighter than before, it's color deepened in intensity, flickering wildly as a small orange chain appeared connecting the boy and the flame. As if like dominoes each flame in turn seemed to copy the action until ten colored chains from the ten different flames were in contact with the small figure. The chains were small and delicate, no bigger than Tsuna's pinky but there was also strength in its hold.

Wonderment filled his large brown eyes and he giggled in joy. The sudden laughter caused the chains surrounding him to almost vibrate as his overall giddiness was reflected.

"Tsu-kun?"

A calm voice cut the scene like a warm knife on butter. And suddenly it was black.


Having finished cooking dinner Nana smiled cheerily at her oldest son who was babbling non-stop on God knows but she didn't mind, her Yasu-chan was simply adorable. Humming to herself she set the plates of food out and began settling herself down. As she began to eat the air-headed brunette noticed the silence of the small blonde looking at her with curiosity in his blue eyes.

"Where Tsu?"

The question caused the woman to stiffen in a mix of shock and guilt. 'How could I for even one second forget my other child?!' She inwardly cried 'What sort of mother am I?'

Nana hated how she found herself neglecting Tsuna, she really did but for some reason she would always go to her eldest first and her youngest as an afterthought. The young quiet child always seemed to fade into the shadows while the other was like a bubbly ray of light demanding attention toward him. Away from the shadowed child.

Slowly forcing away those thoughts Nana forced on another of her wide cheery smiles as she stood up to fetch her forgotten child not that the blonde child really noticed as he went back to focus on his meal.

When she was about to enter the small two year old's room Nana hesitated slightly. Maybe it was the guilt or some other feeling that was holding her back but again she brushed it away. Ever so slightly she opened the door a crack softly knocking out of formal politeness, she didn't know why she was acting like the boy, her son was a guest but in a way their relationship felt to... distanced to act like the way they should.

"Tsu-kun?"

A soft thump could be heard and the mother of the child flung the door open slightly worried at what the sound was. Her hazel eyes only saw a small child with brown gravity defying hair sleeping soundly on the ground. From the messy bed the woman could only assume the boy had merely fell off his soft bed whilst sleeping off his exhaustion from his unusual behavior as of late. With a small smile she crouched down toward her son that layer curled in adorable ball and gently shook him awake.

"Tsu-kun? Tsu-kun. Wake up Tsu-kun it's lunch time."

The small boy groaned irritatedly at the disturbance, large caramel brown eyes fluttering open trying to adjust to the unwelcome light. Satisfied Nana stood back up with a smile. "Oh Tsu-kun it's time to eat! Mama made mashed potatoes and sausages for lunch." And with a happy hum she was gone. A few moments later Tsuna could hear the faint laughter of his brother and the cooing from his mama.


The brunette heaved a sigh far too heavy than a boy his age should sigh as he unfurled himself revealing his magic book. Sometimes he did feel a pang of loneliness, a sudden longing to be close to the group known as a family. But even his premature mind knew for some reason or another it just couldn't be. He was considered different. Strange. But even though he is aware of the distance the child loved and accepted his family, even the strange blonde man known as father who gave him looks that made him feel hurt inside was accepted and he assured himself he was content with just that.

And so Tsuna wanted to be stronger. To be part of the family he so loved, to be their protector, to be their everlasting flame.

After the dream he could feel a warm buzzing pulse through his veins, the tingling at the back of his neck, the sudden feeling of clear clarity and calm. He looked at his tiny hands curiously. Did it really happen? Did he get the magic he wished for?

As he focused, a clear image of an orange flame in his mind he felt his pulse quicken and his hands warm. A crackle, a spark could be heard, a faint flicker of orange, it happened for a split second but Tsuna saw it. A small orange flame. With a squeal the little naive child tried to run down the hall, however after a few falls he gave up and began crawling at breakneck speed to caught up in the moment.


"Tsu, Tsu!" The blonde child smiled happily as he saw his twin crawling excitedly toward him. Forgetting the food in front of him Ieyasu jumped off the chair and toddled to greet his brother. "E-Yasu!" Tsuna grinned, he loved his brother the most, his other half though so different to him was always happy even with the brunette's usually quiet presence beside him. Tsuna also liked how his elder brother could always understand him, no matter how quiet or how unwilling to communicate he was and he was pretty sure the other felt the exact same way. The younger of the two gestured to follow him to the garden in which the short-haired spikey blonde agreed sensing his siblings excitement.

Giggling the two boys began crawling to the garden, wordlessly the gravity defying haired child closed the door behind them so mama couldn't hear. "Tsu wha is it?" Blue eyes glittered with anticipation. Ieyasu knew that if the boy wanted to show him something he it was going to be amazing. Last time it had been a butterfly that seemed to be made of gold, the time before that the brunette found a rock which when put under the sun glittered the colors of the rainbow but this time something was telling Ieyasu it was something big, something important. "E-Yasu. Yu cawn-t tewll Kay? Pwomis?" Despite the hushed tone it was obvious looking in the other's honeyed brown eyes that the child was serious. The blonde couldn't help but gulp in nervousness. The fact the other didn't want anyone else but him to know made it even more super special secret. With slight hesitation his blue eyes gleamed with determination. He was his brother and he knew Tsu wasn't going to do anything wrong, he trusted him blindly with his childish naivety.

"Pwomise." The unusually sharp brown eyes softened as Tsuna looked into his brother's eyes. With a grin he pulled his elder counterpart closer as he sat down.

"Kay jus... wach." The brunette unfurled one of his hands and concentrated the image of a small orange flame while projecting with his will for it to appear. Blue eyes widened in amazement as a small albeit very weak orange flame flickered in the palm of his brothers hand. It lasted for about half a minute as the flame flickered wildly as if trying to fight to survive until finally the young inexperienced child gasped breaking the connection and the flame faded away. The brunette could feel the sweat roll down his forehead and the aching tiredness that settled into him. As he looked at the awed face of his twin though he felt a sense of pride swell within him and he felt all his hard work had been paid off tenfold.

"Wow! Tsu so cool!" Tsuna had to chuckle at the sheer delight on his brothers childish face. The blonde was practically jumping at the sight, not that he could blame him- he reacted in almost the exact same way. "Magic." Was all the little boy replied puffing out his small chest. The other practically squealed and knocked the other over in an overexcited hug. "Tsu knos magic! Tsu knows magic!" Ieyasu all but chanted. Surprisingly the boy felt no envy or jealousy toward his twin despite his childish selfish personality. There was nothing but happiness toward the brunette, happiness and excitement. He accepted that while he may not have the innate talent to summon magical flames on his own he did hold the larger share of their family's affection while his other half was left in the shadows. Even at such a young age Ieyasu hated how differently they treated his brother and no matter how much love he gave to Tsuna he knew that it wouldn't be close enough to fill the emotional void in the boys heart.

Suddenly an idea entered the oldest twin's mind. "Tsu! Wy down't yow sho mama you magic!?" The younger of the two hesitated. The thought did pass through his mind a few times he admitted. He wanted so badly to be acknowledged by his mama, truly he did but something was holding him back, something was warning him against the idea and that something had never lead him off the wrong path before. However his faith in this unknown feeling wavered like a flame in a storm as he saw the sparkling expectant eyes of his beloved twin. Maybe his feeling was wrong? Maybe he should for once reach out and have faith in his brother.

With a small, shy smile the brunette nodded as an expectation of hope filled his lonely eyes.


"Mamma! Mama! Come!" Tsuna could hear his other half cheering his mother to come to the kitchen. He could feel the nervous anticipation pumping in his blood. A little part of him was screaming to stop, that his family wouldn't understand, that it was too soon but the child ignored it. He didn't want to hear it as his childish naivety filled the rest of his mind with thoughts of a happy family, a promise of true belonging.

"Ara? Yasu-kun you brought me to see Tsu-kun?" At the sound of his name the brunette waved timidly while internally he had already began to concentrate on a flame on his other hand. The boy began picturing a flame- red- one of his mother's favorite colors, completely forgetting that he had never practiced producing a red flame before. A hiss, then a crackle was heard as his tiny hands unfurled to reveal an almost ruby red flame; at that moment his over excited elder brother upon seeing the flame ran toward the other with a ear-splitting squeal.

The sudden noise startled the two-year old causing him to suddenly break off his mental connection. The flame of storm became unstable. Flickering wildly as if trying to break free. Red sparks flew everywhere. A scream of pain. Tears. Shouting.

Finally the brunette child managed to extinguish the fire in his hand but the damage had been done. He looked up to see his mama cradling a sobbing Ieyasu, his left arm showed slight burn marks on his untouched skin.

Tsuna opened his mouth in an attempt to apologize but no words would come out. He cursed himself at the irony- he loved words and languages yet he was a failure when it came to communication. "Mam-" was all he could voice before flinching under his birth mother's gaze. His blood grew cold and even the flames that flickered in his body seemed to freeze. In her eyes were filled with the thing Tsuna feared the most. Rejection.

She moved toward him without a word but she didn't need to speak. Her eyes revealed all that was needed to be said. Silently she picked the still frozen boy up and opened the front door, dropping him outside the house. The small child watched as Nana coldly told him to stay out for a while as she shut the door in front of him. Only after the cold wind hit the brunette then did he awake from his dazed stupor. Softly he knocked at his door.

*knock* *knock*

"Mama?"

*knock* *knock*

"Mama I sowwy."

*knock* *knock*

"Mama?! I reawy am I pwomis!"

Tears were filling his eyes

*knock* *knock**knock*

"Mama downt weav me!"

*knock* *knock*

"I didn't mewn- I-I *sob*"

*knock* *knock* *knock* *knock*

"*sob* pwease mama..."

But Tsuna's apologies and wails fell on deaf ears as he stayed outside till nightfall and cried himself to sleep.


The brunette woke up still bleary from yesterday only to realize that he was in his own bed again. Suddenly he jolted up from his sleeping position, a sense of relief washed over the child. 'It must have been just a dream.' He assured himself childishly as he got out of bed. 'Yes. A horrible, horrible dream.' Quickly he crawled to the kitchen wanting a hug from his mama to calm his still shaking nerves. As he got closer he could hear Nana's usual happy humming, hear Ieyasu's usual bubbly voice chatting away and he could feel his heart swell up with affection and other such emotions.

"Mama good mowni-" as soon as the child entered the usual humming paused for a moment as cold hazel eyes stared down at the young boy. As suddenly as the humming stopped it continued once more as Nana looked away from the youngest twin completely ignoring his existence. It was like his very soul was shaken roughly. Yesterday was no dream. No- it was all very heart-wrenchingly real. No longer was Tsuna the strange quiet yet still cute son Nana had, in just one accident the boy had changed into something else in his mother's eyes. He didn't know what he was but he knew it would never be the same again. For some reason he could hear the scraping of glass upon glass ringing in his ears maybe it was the sound of his family shattering apart. But as he looked at the warm smile directed at his twin and the happy giggles that came from both the blond and his mamma he realized with an ice cold realization that the sound wasn't the sound of something breaking. It was the sound of a glass wall building up around the happy family. Leaving him on the other side.


The one barely visible silver lining to everything that had happened was that Tsuna now had the ability to go anywhere he wanted. The next few weeks his mother had purposely made sure that the two twins didn't meet and going so far as to just drop the brunette outside the house and leave him there for hours on end. In the beginning the young child cried and begged to be let in provoking the other to also wail and question why 'mama won't let me see Tsu' however after a week Tsuna with a mindset more mature than someone of his fragile age stopped. He knew that if it didn't work the last seven times there was no reason for the result to differ again. Instead he began to explore the area nearby having never really gone out of the house before.

His first attempt at exploring was crawling to one end of the street and back. Many glanced curiously at the toddler alone on the streets but true to human nature they ignored the child, not wanting to be a part of whatever problem associated to him. Not that Tsuna really minded, he was too busy observing everything with curious eyes. It was interesting the outside world. At least it provided a good distraction from his life at home.

His second effort to explore took him a bit farther- he learned how to cross the road to get to the street on the other side. It took him an hour of watching the people's patterns to realize that the strange lights on the pole told them when or when not to cross the road filled with giant smoky robots. Of course what the little boy didn't know was how rough the road was or how injured his exposed soft skin would be as he crawled across. A little part of the small child's mind secretly wanted more injuries- anything to gain the attention he so deeply craved from his loved ones.

It never really happened though. The first time Nana did show a wavering trace of worry and the brunette savored the feeling of being pampered like a child should be however soon his mother spent less and less time worrying over him preferring to just silently dress his wounds and leave.

Each time he was pushed out of the house Tsuna would continue to explore, getting more confident and more willing to fulfill his insatiable curiosities. It was quite amazing how far he traveled considering his age and that he still couldn't really walk. People who lived by the area called him the Wandering Watcher as they grew used to him just being there always observing everything. It had been unnerving at first but many actually got used to and even warmed up to the adorable quiet little boy with the large caramel brown eyes.


After a few weeks Tsuna no longer needed to be prompted out of the house. He would leave after breakfast and come back before dinner. As if rewarding him the woman known as his mother gave him a notebook and a few pencils, which like the young innocent fledgling the brunette was took with grateful eyes. His blonde counterpart watched sadly as his twin crawled out the house; he didn't understand why it had come to this, why he couldn't spend time with his Tsu.

From that day the little toddler with gravity defying brown hair was always seen with his little black notebook, watching and writing things down clumsily. He was seen everywhere- the nearby park, by a convenience store, by the sidewalk and soon curiosity grew rapidly about what the Wandering Watcher was writing. Little did everyone much less the boy himself that the notebook was one of the key items that had significantly helped affect the boy's future.


Did you enjoy? I sure hope you did!

Anyway sox this was kind of depressing and that I made Nana so OOC but I don't know it just felt like it would be weird if Tsuna had a super happy childhood ya kno? I swear it would be happier next chapter!

I'm probably going to focus more on the notebook than anything but yea please review~