Chapter 2! Woo! ^o^ now after tonight I make no promises on how often I can update..Like I said, o home internet. Its quite sad really v.v But I will as often as I can. I promise promise promissssssse.

'No. Not Again...!" a small voice inside his head screamed as a hand made sharp contact with his face, the sound of the slap echoing in his ears almost as much as the burning sting radiated off his cheek. Kuroto could feel a few drops of blood leak from the corner of his mouth and he lifted a hand to wipe them away. He didn't get the chance to do so though, his wrist instantly being seized by a much larger and stronger hand.

There was a loud snap and for only a moment, the boy felt no pain. Looking down to his arm, eyes widening and he felt his stomach churn. His hand was completely bent backwards, the bones of his wrist more than obviously shattered.

It was then that pain erupted from his broken wrist, a loud cry unable to be held back. Tears pricked at his eyes as they looked up to his uncle who wore a drunken smile. The vision of the man blurred some as his eyes watered but nothing more. Kuroto refused to cry for this man who was supposed to take care of him.

Only when Cadenza was sober would he watch over his nephew, always apologizing about the things he had done. Every bruise and cut was forgiven just as long as his uncle promised to stop drinking. That promise had been made and broken more times than Kuroto had remembered and he was starting to realize that things wouldn't change. He now hated his uncle with every ounce of feeling in him. The child felt nothing else, not happiness nor sadness. Hatred filled his entire being and if he were strong enough he would kill Cadenza in a second.

He was released and Kuroto fell down to his knees, holding his arm close to his chest. His small form shook as he tried to keep from crying with the pain, gritting his teeth and shutting his eyes tightly. Without even realizing it the boy shook his head, raven hair flowing into his face that was contorted in hurt and hatred.

A sharp pain made itself known in his temple and a second later he was on the floor. A warm liquid ran along his forehead, into his eyes and making his vision go red. A horrible headache made a small groan escape his lips no matter how much he tried to hold it back. He thought as much as he could about what may have happened, coming to the conclusion that Cadenza must have kicked him with the heel of those heavy army boots he always wore.

It wasn't the pain that tore him from his thoughts though. Kuroto heard a high pitched scream. The soft thud of footsteps as someone ran to him. Worried sobs. A sweet voice asking if he was okay. When he managed to open his eyes all he managed to see was a blurred image of a girl kneeling beside him.

"Kuroto..!"

He felt a hand shake him lightly. It was gentle but it still scared the raven haired boy to the bone. He shot up, looking around hysterically as he flinched away from the touch. His breath was ragged and he could tell he was shaking horribly. He stilled, staring ahead fearfully when his eyes landed on a familiar face that showed worry beyond comprehension.

"Ah...Sorry...You were having a bad dream so..." Senshirou, retreating his hand away from the frightened child, leaned back to give the boy some space. Perhaps waking him wasn't the best idea. Kuroto had been put up in his room for the night and Senshirou had woken up to whimpers .Now he could see just how much fear Kuroto had while lost in his dream. It made him wonder just what the nightmare had been about. There were obvious answers since he knew about what the younger had come from. The brunette wouldn't ask for those answers though. It was obviously something that hurt Kuroto deeply and scared him.

"Senshirou..?"

With a smile said person nodded, glad to know that Kuroto had returned to reality. His voice still sounded shaky though. Senshirou expected as much though and made no quick movements to frighten him. The Teenager reached forward slowly, gently placing his hand on the slim shoulder of the other boy.

"You're alright" Senshirou said in a soft tone to not scare the younger boy. His smile was kind and reassuring and for a moment he swore he had seen a flash in Kuroto's normally blank eyes. It was gone in an instant though and a harsher look was sent his way.

"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be...?" Kuroto scoffed, pushing the older's hand away and lying down again. He turned his back to Senshirou, forcing his eyes closed even though he knew he wouldn't be able to sleep that night. The black haired boy just hated seeing that smile. It wasn't fair.

"Goodnight Kuroto" The brunette whispered before going back to his own bed on the opposite side of the room. He lay down, his warm brown eyes remaining on the smaller form. The light from the window fell on Kuroto, making his hair shine almost angelically and Senshirou couldn't help but to think it was perfect that way. After just gazing for a while, the older boy fell back to sleep and though it was peaceful he still subconsciously worried about the other in the room and if he would have any more night mares that night.

Kuroto could tell eyes were on him and he could mentally see the smile the other boy probably wore while looking at him. It made him angrier than he could imagine.

Senshirou obviously didn't know of the pain he went through so who was he to say everything was alright. A small hand clenched in his warm soft blanket, a luxury he hadn't had for a while. He grit his teeth and after a short while he reached his limit.

The child shot up, getting out of bed and putting his feet into his slippers. Making sure his roommate was asleep, Kuroto exited their shared room, not entirely sure of where he was going.

His feet took him through the long hallways he hadn't yet memorized and soon he found himself outside. Goosebumps rose on his pale, bruised flesh as he wandered in the cool night. His steps became faster and faster until he was in a dead run, the moonlight showering his path with barely enough light.

With the lack of what he could see, Kuroto tripped on what was most likely a root. He was sent falling forward, catching himself as best he could with on hand that burned afterward from being scraped across the ground. He groaned, taking a moment to collect himself before sitting up.

Before him stood a large tree at the top of just one more hill. It looked down on him invitingly and again his legs moved on their own, carrying him up the hill. His eyes never left its branches that were lit with the bluish light of night, the stars twinkling between its branches that swayed just slightly with the lightest of breezes.

Kuroto sat beneath its protection, bringing his knees to his chest. It was calming here and somehow he forgot about his nightmares that had been so real. A rare smile barely turned up his lips as he rested his head on his knees. These moments of calmness, when he was alone, were the only thing that could make him forget everything and remember how to smile. In his calm, Kuroto fell into a dreamless slumber, finally getting the rest his body so badly needed.

The following morning, Senshirou awoke to an empty room. At first he figured Kuroto had just woken up earlier than him and had gone to get some breakfast. He began to worry though when he couldn't find the younger boy anywhere though. He asked a few if they had seen the child but none had and at that point he panicked.

The brunette ran out into the grounds, panting as he ran further and further. After roughly an hour of searching, he came upon a slipper, a small one. It wasn't all that dirty so it hadn't been there long and there was only one person around that it was the right size for.

His head whipped around sharply as his eyes roamed over the land around him. Brown eyes fell on a tree and his stilled. All worry left him when he saw Kuroto fast asleep, leaning against the tree now.

Senshirou walked the small hill up to the smaller boy. When he reached him, he nearly fell back the entire hill. The remnants of a smile remained on Kuroto's lips. It seemed so foreign there but yet so right.

The older couldn't help but to laugh softly in delight. It might not have been his doing but Kuroto had been able to smile. Now all he had to do was figure out a way to do that himself.

Senshirou did fall back when he heard a soft noise, followed by the opening of tired golden eyes. He prepared himself for a nasty look and wasn't disappointed. As he awoke, Kuroto rubbed his eyes, able to focus in after a moment and he saw Senshirou staring at him, watching him sleep. His eyes shot wide opened then narrowed into a glare as he got up much too quickly, making himself dizzy for a moment.

"What the hell are you doing? Watching me sleep?" he accused, pointing his finger toward the other boy.

"Ah but of course. Kuropi is so cute" Senshirou teased with a giggle as he sat up, taking his glasses off to wipe them clean with his night shirt. The younger looked confused for a minute but his glared returned seconds later.

"Who are you calling Kuropi" and again Senshirou giggle with happiness. Kuroto only sighed, crossing his arms across his chest. He began to walk down the hill, not even looking to the teenager. "Let's go" he ordered, needing Senshirou's guidance since he had no idea where he was. The older boy obliged much too happily, getting up and putting his glasses back on.

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