(Nagisas pov)

Screaming. Shrieking. Sobbing and yelling. All horrible noises, and I was being forced to listen to all of them.

I could hear him loud and clear from down in the basement, he might aswell have been yelling in my ear.

"GET OUT OF MY HEADDDD!!!! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HEAD!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" All night it went on like that, like he was in pain, suffering, perhaps even dying.

I wasn't sure if he was having a mental breakdown...or if...The other  him had done something...

The other him... Its not my first time encountering someone with MPD, as much as I wish it was. I guess I'm just suprised at the sudden, not to mention drastic changes in his speech, actions, even his attitude. He goes from speaking softly, in a way that makes me feel safe, to speaking/shouting in a way that...turns me on a little.

I blushed suddenly, his words 'My little masochist, ringing through my head like a loud siren.

That voice...Thoose eyes...Karma...I think I'm finally starting to remember...

Eventually it stopped, and all that could be heard were slight whimpers, followed by a loud bang, creating immediate silence.

Then the basement door opened, and in walked the red head.

"Hey Bitch." His raspy voice was like sandpaper, as he spat at my feet.

He stood there starring at me for a while, before grunting.

"Tourture is getting boring, so why don't we try something different?"

"D-different?"

"Yeah" His voice became a little deeper, as he untied my arms and legs, picking me up princess style.

My face turned red.
"U-uhm..."

"Shut up. I just happen to be in a good mood today, so tourture with knives and stuff is just...boring."

"..." I remained silent, trying to think...think what is it he's going to do?

Rape me again?

Make me make him lunch?

Before I knew it I had been thrown into the bathroom, the bath already full.

Taking a bath?

"Strip, and get in the bath, you're filthy."

I hesitantly took my shirt of, revealing the many scars and bruises that laced my pale white skin.

I slipped of the loose pants I had on, now just in boxers.

"Would you hurry up? Don't start acting like a pussy!"

I flinched slightly at the raise of his voice.

No matter how you look at it, he does seem to be in a good mood. Compared to how he normally shouts everything.

What a winning personality he has.

Even my thoughts are sarcastic. 

After I was completely naked, he playfully pushed me into the bath. PLAYFULLY!

He even giggled a little.

Is this a different personality?

No
'Considering theirs only two of us, it's more like split personality'
Their is only two...So wich ones this?

I glanced into the dull eyes, thoose same dull eyes that watched while causing me pain.

So...its that one...

(Karmas pov

Flashback

"Have a good first day sweetie!"

"Thank you mom!!!"

Back then, everything was nice, peaceful.

"This is our new student Karma Akabane. Who wants to be his buddy and show him around school?"

"Me!" A pale hand shot up, a blue haired little girl.

"Ah, ******, thank you for volentering. Karma this is ******, he's going to be your buddy."

He.

Thoose blue eyes meeting with my eyes... Yet no matter how hard I try...I don't remeber his name...

Back to present

"Uh...Karma...?"

I quickly pulled my hand away, realising that I had cupped his cheek.

"SHUT UP! WASH YOUR SELF YOU FILTHY BITCH!!" The words flooded out of my mouth, any control I previously had escaping.

I grabbed the back of his head, pushing his face into the water.

After a few seconds he began flailing around, trying to push my arms away so he could bring his head up.

As his actions became slower, the bubbles becoming less and less, I dragged his head up by his hair.

His face was a slight red, his breathing heavy, despretly catching air.

"ARGH! THE HELL IS THIS ANYWAY?!" I grabbed his head, pulling him out, throwing him at the tiled floor. "I CAN'T FUCKING BELIVE I ACTUALLY KIDNAPPED YOU?! WHAT WAS I THINKING?! THAT EVERYTHING COULD BE LIKE BACK THEN?! DID I THINK YOU'D FORGIVE ME IF I TOLD YOU WHAT HAPPENED?! " I began kicking his limp body, control a foreign concept.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! IT HURTS SO MUCH JUST SEEING THAT UGLY FACE OF YOURS! I JUST WANT TO KILL YOU!!!" My head began spinning, my body aching, as I collapsed onto the floor.

THE COLD FUCKING FLOOR.

"K-karma...?!" Even after I had just kicked, and tried to drown him, he still has the fucking nerve to call my name that way...

Fuck....that...

(Nagisas pov)

All theese sudden changes, he's creepier and way scarier than usual.

He's just blacked out...

I don't know why...but no matter how much he shouts at me, calls me names...tourtures me to the point I want to die... My heart still beats loudly in his presence.

I lay my hand on his face, my lips forming a soft smile.

Flashback

"Nagisa!--"

"Is he going to be alright?!"

Mom...

"DOCTOR! WE NEED EVERY AVALIABLE DOCTOR STRAIGHT AWAY-- WE'VE GOT A CHILD WITH--"

Where am I? Who...am I?

"NURSE! HURRY WERE LOOSING HIM!!"

"What about the other boy?"

"He's fine, slight head trauma, all we can do is hope it doesn't mess with his mental condition."

"Nagisa, you are never aloud to hang out with ***** again" 

Doctors screaming words I can't remember, sirens blarring, my mother yelling.

Back to present

I want to help both of the people in this body through whatever this pain is.

Like I said. And although I don't remeber much from back then, not even a name...

This isn't my first time meeting someone with Multiple Personality disorder.

Ima just leave this chapter here.

Also, just as as a disclaimer, karma (2s) actions in this are related to the pill he took.

K, I'll leave u to think about the flashbacks. I finally made a plot.