Rating: T

Genre: Action/ Adventure/Hurt/Comfort/ Friendship

Summary: Someone noticed Nagisa's unusual skill and decides to use it to their advantage. When Nagisa goes missing class E decides to take action only to find that their friend might not be exactly the same. Can the save him in time or is it too late to get him back?( set right after the God of Death arc).

A/N: I know I shouldn't start another story but I just had to post this idea because it has been bugging me all day. Don't worry I'll update my other story soon. Please review and tell me what you think. Also sorry for the short chapter.

Here's the start ti Brainwashed!

Chapter 1: Missing Time

Nagisa was walking home after an eventful day at school in class E. It had been a couple days since they had the confrontation with the God of Death and everyone has been noticing the slight difference in Karasuma and Bitch-sensei's behavior to one another. Koro-sensei especially is enjoying gossip that arises from the new development.

Today they had also started to learn a new technique from both Karasuma and Bitch-sensei, the latter being not-so-school-appropriate, and everyone was excited but also noting that they were slowly but surely running out of time to kill their teacher. They all had started to plan from the winter assassination plan but it was still up in the air a bit on what exactly they were going to do.

As Nagisa was turning the corner to start walking down his street, lost in his thoughts, he felt a weird chill course up his spine, as if someone ran their index finger along it. Nagisa turned around, his bag swinging with the movement and found that nothing was there except for children playing in the park near his house that was about a hundred feet away from him.

Nagisa was suspicious at first but as he made his way to his house the feeling didn't come back so he assumed it was either his imagination or Koro-sensei being nosy.

If only he thought about it more then the situation could have been different.

That night while Nagisa was sleeping comfortably in his bed the front door slowly opened below. With not even a creak the door was open letting in the person with malicious intent. The man was completely covered in shadows from around the house, sneaked their way up the stairs and into Nagisa's room before the child was even aware of the danger.

Nagisa's eyes opened at the sound, he was becoming a light sleeper these days, and they widened at what was in front of him. Before he could react there was a chop to his neck and boy flopped forward unconscious.

The man pulled the petite boy over his shoulder and made his way out of the house and too a van parked in front. He ,surprisingly, silently opened the side door and placed Nagisa's body on the floor of the van. He then closed the door, got into the driver's seat, and drove away into the night the van not making an sound to alert anyone of what had just transpired.

The next day Karma had a sense that something wasn't right as he walked to school. It was chewing like a wild animal at his brain like the time he got 10th in midterms. When he arrived to class the feeling grew when he noticed that a certain blue-haired boy was absent from his assigned seat. Karma knew that Nagisa never missed school and since the twin tails wasn't there it seemed odd.

Maybe he's sick? Karma thought

But his hopes were dashed a few minutes later when the students that had arrived heard the sound of running, fast running. The sliding door to the classroom was slammed open and Kimura stood in the doorway out of breath and holding what looked like a newspaper.

"Guys, you have to see this!" Kimura said in between breaths shoving the paper out with his hand, shaking it in an almost panicked manner.

Isogai, who was the closest to the troubled classmate, took the paper and skimmed his eyes over it. They widened and then looked up at his classmates in what was defiantly distress. Now everyone was curious and slightly worried, surrounded Isogai to get a peak at what was shocking their friends.

When Karma got his chance to look at the article that was in fact in a newspaper, his eyes widened:

Local Boy Abducted from Home

At approximately 1:30 a.m. last night Nagisa Shiota was taken from his home right under his mother's nose. The house was forcefully broken into and the boy was nowhere to be seen when his mother went to wake him up in the morning. The authorities have been doing there best to investigate the situation. . . .

Karma couldn't read anymore.

Nagisa had been taken in the middle of the night and nobody knew what happened to him.

Karma clenched his teeth:

Nagisa.