A few things I would like to say first. I'm really thankful for all the support I got from the last chapter. Writting is something very close to my heart and is a way I express my feelings and experiences. So when people say they enjoy reading my work, it makes me very happy.

I know that this is fanfic, but I do come up with my own plots, backstory and character development, because I'm actually preparing to write an original story soon. I may or may not post it on wattpad. Idk. I like to write romance. And I'm going to give a reason for that another time. But I also like to include Action and mental trauma. ANYWAY!!

Smut / could be considered rape warning!

( Karmas (2) pov)

I sat there, admiring my work. Admiring the resting pain on the bluenettes face. The blood spreading across the floor.

He lay their sprawled across the table, the blood leaking down his legs.

"Once more sounds fun right?" I ran my hands up his bare back, my finger nails catching on some of the scars and scabs.

He whined in pain, as I shoved two fingers inside of him.
"AHH!" He jolted back, his body still shaking.

I leant forward, pulling his head back by his hair, so his ear was just inches away from my mouth.

"Three words" I whispered, slowly pushing myself inside of him.
"Thee words and it stops. All of this stops with thoose three words I've waited to hear for so long."

"N-no--I refuse- AH!" He whined, even more blood dripping from inside of him.

"Three FUCKING words and one FUCKING name, come on! COME ON!"

"I-i-" He whined again, trying to find his breath.

"Say it~!"

"I...Love you...K-karma..." He whinced out. Looking up at me with thoose beautiful blue bulbs, glowing in fear looking up at me. His cute face, tears rolling from his eyes, red painted across his face. 

I pulled myself out of him, as his body fell limp onto the floor.

(Nagisas pov)

My legs felt heav, like led. My back had the exact same feeling. Pain throughout my entire body.

My head felt dizzy, my thoughts flooding out each moment. Until they just stopped.

Everything went black...

Pitch.

Black.

I woke up wrapped in layers of material. My hair felt wet, my body warm.

I could hear a sweet sound. A song. A lovely song that made me happy.

"Tom he was the pipers son~ he learnt to play when he was young, and all the tune he could play~...was over the hills...and far away...Hmm hmmm hmmm hmmm~"
(This is a song from my childhood that my older sister use to sing to me when I was sad, so that's why I added it.)

"O-over the hills...and a great way off." I quietly whispered the tune, as I felt something way down on the bed.

And a voice joining mine in the last line.

"The wind sha'll blow my top knot of."

I slowly poked my head out from under the cover, a small light illuminating the dark.

"I'm...sorry...I'm...just really sorry...He..."

I cupped his face gently just like he had to me earliar.
"Shh...I-its not your fault..."

Flashback

'I-its all my fault...I-i shouldn't have...its my fault that my dad left...my fault that my my mom's..."

'Nagisa shh...I-its not your fault...'

'...B-but...'

'It will never be your fault.'

Back to present

"It will never be your fault..."

His golden eyes glimmered in the moonlight, the shine doing nothing to hinder the colour or shade.

He lent forward and placing a gentle kiss on my lips.
"Why don't you get some rest?"

He stood up, and began walking over toward the door.
"W-wait--"

"Hm?"

"Can you...stay while I fall asleep...?"

I slid under the covers as an effort to hide my red face.

"Y-yeah...ill just...sit here..."

"T-thank you..."

Quiet. It's so quiet even with the presents of another person. It's silent, and dark, and peaceful. Warm and comphy. This is the best I've felt since I was...kidnapped? Taken?...

His intention is...to find...someone...Who looks just like me...acts just like me...is just like me...

Someone he shared a past with...someone he loves...Someone he wants to love again...

What are the chances that...It's really him...?

1 in over 7 billion...So many people in this world...and out of all of them...He wants this single person...He only wants to love this single person...

That ambition doesn't sound evil...terrible...or revolting...but the ways he uses to achieve his ambitions...Make it seem...disgusting...manipulative...
Malicious...

But the end goal is...He just wants to be happy with...whoever he's keeping close to his heart weather their present or not...

In the right light...Karma... (2)doesn't seem...that bad of a person...

He just doesn't understand...a peaceful way to track someone down...

Earliar he made me say I loved him...
His face was a dyed red...and he looked completely dumb founded...

It's almost like...Before I passed out...I saw some of his humanity...

I saw through his walls...

...For him...that must've been the scariest thing possible...

(Karma (1) pov)

I sat on the floor, listening to small hums from the bluenette drifting into slumber.
He was stirring but not quite asleep.

I figured it was the moon, shining brightly into the room.

I stood up,  and walked over the curtain, pulling them shut.

Just before the light was immediatly shut out, I saw something glisten on my night stand.

That...

I picked up the small copper ring. It was tiny in comparison to my hand...rusty...dirty...

It sat in the palm of my hand, as my eyes wondered the paterns.

Flashback (bc author loves thoose)

'Hey...can we talk for a moment...'

'Huh? Why have you gone so serious Karma? We were playing monopoly...
Wait is this because you want to be the cat? I win that rock, paper, scissors fair and square! Fine you can-"

"S-shut up...For a second...I really need to tell you something..."

"O-okay...W-what wrong..."

"You might not belive me but...have you ever heard of MPD...?"

"You mean the mental illness? The one that makes one body contain multiple personalitys?"

"Y-yeah...Well...I-i..."

"Karma...I know..."

Thoose were the strangest words anyone has ever said to me...

Because back then...Nobody could ever tell...

Me and my other personality were so alike...so in sync...no one could ever tell the difference.

"H-how..."

All he did was smile, and hug me.
"Because I know my best friends..."

That might've been the moment...I fell in love with him...
My heart beating like crazy.
My face red hot.

"A-are you going to...?"

"No...I won't tell anyone...It's your biggest secret right?"

I nodded.

"Then...why don't we..." He reached into his pocket, pulling out one of thoose little toy containers you win in machines.

He popped of the lid, two little copper rings inside.
He slipped one of them on his finger, smiling as it glimmered in the sunlight.

"Then why don't we wear theese as a way to promise we won't tell eachothers secrets?..." He smiled, holding mine out,  waiting for me to grab it.

"C-could you...put mine on for me...?..."
I blushed a deep scarlet as he pushed the ring onto my finger.

(This is not legally binding)

"SEE! Now we're both eachothers special people! Isn't that nice!"

'...Lovely...'

Back to present.

Out of all my most treasured memeories...

Nagisa...you're my most treasured one...

I had a little bit of writers block at the start, and part way through,  but I managed to work it out half way through.

Do I speak for everyone when I say that Little Karma and Nagisa are so fucking pure. Like. Rings! AH! OK, I'll end up spoiling shit if I carry on. LOVE YOU ALL!!