Important Note: This is a dark fanfiction, I was never well known for sunshine and daisies, but this particular story is going to include hints of parental abuse, so.. You were warned! There may be (hints of) pairings in later chapters, but I think that's about it. This is going to be mostly in character and cannon otherwise. Anyway, I do not own any characters except the butler and the manager.

This chapter is mostly abuse free, however there will be mentions of it in his thoughts or words.

Slightly important: Scenes where Kuroko is not present, or something of the like, will be written in third person. Sorry for any confusion!

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Chapter Three (Part 2)- Reflective Glass

Somewhere in the middle of the maze of a building, Mitobe scratched his head, completely lost.

"-TOBE!" He heard someone's muffled shout and looked instinctively up, shrugging after a moment. He was still perfectly relaxed, regardless of being forgotten as Koganei had wandered off.

Suddenly I know how Kuroko feels..

He smiled easily, spinning around and retracing his steps. He'd find his way sooner or later.

"Kiyoshi-senpai, where are you going..?" I called, blankly staring as I stopped short a few feet behind him.

We had been wandering for quite some time and had even managed to pass two checkpoints, even if we kept hitting dead-ends..

"There's a sign here that says 'Take this shortcut if you DARE!'" Kiyoshi explained cheerfully, turning and smiling toward me as he pointed to it. "Let's take it!"

"Daga.." I found myself simply trailing off and frowning at his back as Kiyoshi started off without me, either ignoring me or disregarding me. Either way, I huffed slightly, following reluctantly after the tall center. There were such heavy drawbacks to having a small presence..

"Welcome to the haunted side of Mira o Meikyu.." An all too familiar voice called, echoing ominously on the mirrors that seemed to completely surround us, "Get ready for the thrills of your lives.."

I swallowed heavily, suddenly sweating much heavier than before as I glanced around. His voice, his park, and as my eyes snapped back and forth from mirror to mirror, I knew I would forever regret this idea. There was no escaping his iron grasp..

Tetsuya.. It's like calling a dog.. Ironic that you keep one with the same name, isn't it?

"..!" I yelped as two large hands stopped my backwards march, nearly jumping out of my skin at the contact. Head snapping back, my heart rate increased and slowed in less than ten seconds, it wasn't him.

"Kuroko!" I felt the tension leave my shoulders as I stared up at the worried expression that had graced the face of Kiyoshi far too much recently, especially on my behalf..

"I'm so sorry senpai.. I'm just.." I trailed off, looking down as I found myself at a loss for words, unable to lie to the man I had called my elder brother. He seemed to understand, too well for my liking, and squeezed my shoulders before releasing me.

"It's nothing, Kuroko, you're probably just dehydrated again!" I turned completely toward him and nodded evenly, unable to determine which of our facades was truly better. While mine rarely changed, his was easier to pass off. Even as I thought it over, he ruffled my hair and chuckled. "Let's go! I'll buy you a milkshake when we get out."

"Hai." I forced out a small smile, knowing that my tension had only eased so quickly because of how he was.

Less than an hour later, I was laying on the bench Kagami had previously occupied with most of the team hovering over me. I found myself sweating more from the pressure than the heat, not know whether I was expected to faint or to preform a back-flip.

"Do you feel better now?" Riko finally asked, pursing her lips as she returned with the ever-cheerful Kiyoshi. I nodded slightly, fingers tightening around the, regretfully, finished milkshake they'd fetched earlier.

"And Mitobe-senpai?" I asked, knowing that, besides myself, he was the worst person to lose in a noisy or large environment, forget an enclosed maze!

Hyuga walked back from the entrance of the maze, his grim expression not raising any expectations for him to shoot down as he shook his head. "He's no where to be found."

Let's play a game of fetch, little mutt!

I ground my teeth, outwardly staying as calm as possible as I brushed my damp hair out of my face. I knew exactly where he would lead someone like Mitobe. I could feel my head swimming as his laughter and words echoed in my head, clouding out what the others were saying.

You're so useless..

"Damn it, Mitobe, where are you..?" I frowned deeply, unable to keep my blank facade up in reflection of the unusually worried waver in Hyuga's tone.

Even if you try, you're just going to hurt him more..

"I wish there was someone that could just find him..! Somehow.." Riko muttered miserably, hiding her face in the shoulder Kiyoshi had offered her.

You couldn't change a.. Enough.

It was my abrupt move from being completely horizontal to completely vertical that startled the others into silence, or perhaps it was the rare occasion of seeing an expression on my face outside of a game. "Ja.. I'll be going then."

I ignored the protests that sounded, knowing that time was possibly of the essence, and belatedly thanked whatever god existed for misdirection. Taking off toward the entrance, I didn't bother to show my ticket, deciding I would apologize for everything later. "Mitobe-senpai.."

Please be okay..!

Mitobe was frantic, pounding on the glass walls that just would not give way. How long had he been in here? Where was Koga, no, where was everyone?

"..!" He paused, spying a note like the last few that had lead him forward.

Down the next hallway is the shadow's nightmare, pass and you win! Turn around and you have to start at square one!

He frowned at the words, differently worded, before sighing soundlessly. It wasn't like he had much to lose..

Right?

I ran, ran faster than I ever had before, disregarding all hints and signs, down the path I had that time. I swallowed deeply, almost sensing that I was almost there. "Mitobe.. MITOBE-SENPAI!"

Be okay..

I bit the inside of my cheek for what felt like the hundredth time that day, grabbing at the corner and skidding around it as I raced toward the sound of fists hitting mirrors. I inhaled deeply, sputtering slightly as I tried to scream again, almost knowing it was useless.

Useless effort..

"Mi.. Mitobe.. MITOBE..! MITOBE-SENPAI..!" I coughed violently, looking around with my hand pressed to my side and freezing as my eyes ran across familiar handwriting.

The Shadow's Nightmare.

I inhaled sharply, frozen in place before I heard something heavy hit the mirrors again. It had to be him, it had to be Mitobe. Crushing the tattered remains of the insides of my cheek between my jaws, I again took off, trying not to pay notice to my surroundings. "Senpai.. Hang on.."

Mitobe was horrified, to put it simply. Having fallen some time before, he found himself braced against a mirror, hands clenched into fists as he listened to what sounded like multiple recordings of a child.

"Daddy! Mommy won't get up again.." Mitobe knew he knew that voice, but who was it..? "Daddy? Why are you shaking? Daddy? Daddy stop!"

Mitobe covered his ears, mouth opened in shock as the innocent screams and cries started again. He gulped, unable to stop himself from thinking of his family, his siblings..

What kind of a monster..? More importantly, that poor child..

He shook his head as it ended, reminding himself that no, it was just a very realistic ride. There was nothing to fear, nothing..

"I do believe I never finished my statements that day, dearest son.." The same voice called, although it was much harsher, as Mitobe finally stood. He simply blinked at the speaker again, inexplicably annoyed and uneasy. "I wished to say.."

"MITOBE-SENPAI!" The blue haired boy came flying out of no where, knocking Mitobe straight off his feet. Barely in time, he realized, to avoid the row of lights that had fallen right where he had just been standing..

Mitobe gaped, paling as he stared at Kuroko, truly shocked as the voice echoed out for the final time, the door opening up behind them and natural light spilling over their still forms. "I should have killed you.. You should just die.."

Kuroko..