Music Keeps Us Sane KHR fic

Through The Glass

AN: Hey readers! I'm back with another chapter and am sooooo excited about it. So many more people have viewed this and quite a few have voted/commented so that's pretty amazing. Anyway. If you have any song suggestions that you would like added then put them in the comments. If I don't know the song then I'll check it out. And also, I'm not sure if this is needed but it mentions suicide so I'm pretty sure I should inform you about that just in case. Enjoy~

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     Our little Tsuna had become more than aware of his brother's new state. The twin that occupied his house was no longer the boy he knew before. Now all that was left was a hatred that was directed not at their alcoholic mother, not at their absent father, but at Tsuna, who had supposedly taken away the happy and perfect life that Hikaru should be living. The anger and resentment was so strong because it wasn't just Tsuna that he loathed, but also the boy's entire existence. As their mother had told them repeatedly with a fist full of vodka in one hand and Tsuna's neck in the other, it had apparently been Tsuna's unexpected birth that had ruined the possibly perfect life that could have been and yet, never was.

    But since his brother's personality shift, Tsuna had been facing unbearable torture from not only the mother that was supposed to care and nurture her son, but also the once sweet and innocent twin that happened to be born first. After Nana had gotten tired from the abuse and went back to the fridge for a drink, Hikaru continued and made sure to finish the job that his mother couldn't by knocking his brother unconscious from either blood loss, a blow to the head, tired-ness, or the worst of them all, pain.

     And yet still, Tsuna's kind and sweet heart stayed the same as before, though the same can't really be said for his mentality. Slowly, after each and every beating, the brunette broke a little more, creating an unstable, self-loathing mindset that could easily be the end of him. And as self-loathing he had become, he still loved and cared for his brother, as if knowing that the twin he once knew was somewhere in his mind still. The hope that Hikaru could be brought back to him was what kept him from stopping his brother or trying to fight back; if he could come back, than he wouldn't want to damage his body or cause him pain. His heart was still so happy that it was himself that had been born last so that his twin never had to live this way.

     Every insult that was made towards him was painful to hear, and twice as bad coming from Hikaru's voice, and because he blamed himself for Toki being created, his entire being soaked up every thing as if each word was true.

     Tsuna had thought about killing himself many times so that his family could live in peace, but the thought of the real Hikaru possibly being trapped in his own mind, being surrounded by hate and anger, was not something that he could just die and leave be. To him, that was as selfish as he could ever be. He would find a way to save the other from from their own mind, even if it cost him his sanity.

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     It was nearly time to sleep and Tsuna was getting ready for bed by getting done brushing his teeth before his brother barged into the bathroom. The brunette had just wiped any toothpaste from his mouth only for a fist to come into contact with it painfully. The blow knocked the boy down on to the tiled bathroom floor with a 'thud'.

     In a second, Hikaru was on top of him, throwing punches and slaps mercilessly with the sound echoing from off the walls.

     Tsuna was used to this by now and just closed his eyes; not because of the pain, but because he couldn't stand to see the look in the older twin's eyes. The look that was filled with hatred, pain, and the one that hurt Tsuna the most to see, despair. Tsuna knew how hurt and sad his brother was and again, blamed himself for all of it.