Upon arriving at Karma's house, Terasaka was the only one brave enough to ring the doorbell. He stood there waiting while Maehara and Isogai encouraged him from behind.

"Oi, shithead get your ass out here so you and Nagisa can kiss and make up!"

Isogai glared at Terasaka. "You really think that'll get him to open the door?"

"If you think you can do better, than get your ass over here and do it yourself."

A smirk formed on Maehara's face. He slowly stepped backwards, further from the other boys. "Ill get us in." He braced his left arm as he charged into the door. Seconds before he made contact, the door was flung open. Maehara fell to the floor his face smashing against the hard tile and his ass sticking in the air.

Terasaka wasted no time ridiculing his unfortunate classmate. "Well," he paused as he laughed, "it's open."

Isogai slowly stepped inside reaching out for his friend's hand.

"You okay?" he asked, as he helped Maehara to his feet.

Maehara grumbled out a reply and dusted off his shirt.

"I'm sorry, can I help you?"

The two boys looked up, Terasaka peered his head in through the doorway, before them stood a woman. Dress in a short red sundress, she pushed back her artificial blonde hair.

"Uhh... please excuse our interruption," Isogai started, "Is Karma home?"

The woman turned her eyes away from the boys. "Are you all... from his class?" She asked.

"Yes ma'am." Maehara answered.

"I see..." She paused and turned her eyes to the staircase. "He's in his room, second door on the right." She pulled the door open wider, fully inviting them in. "Although," she continued. "I doubt he wants to see anyone right now."

Isogai stepped forward. Very gently he tapped his fist against the door. Maehara, hid behind the boy, terrified of what could be behind that door.

"I'm not hungry, Mom." It was muffled by the closed door, but still heard by all three boys.

Isogai reached out his hand to the handle. Slowly he twisted it, to his surprise it was unlocked. To his surprise, again, it was immediately shut by the force of a thrown object.

"Welp, we tried." Maehara said. He turned on his heels, only for Isogai to grab him back by his shirt collar.

Terasaka in an irritated motion pushed his way pass the two.

Lifting his right foot he kicked the door, his force so powerful it only took him one try for the hinges to fly off and the wooden door to crash in flat down in front of them.

The sight in front of them seemed both sad and terrifying.

Karma sat on the floor of his room, a tv in front of him. Some form of combat video game had been pause, as Karma turned his head back.

Maehara ducked further behind Isogai, as Karma stared at the intruders, dark bags under his flaming eyes.

Isogai took a moment to look around his room. It seemed as if several pillows had been ripped, pieces of fluff scattered around the room. His bed spread laid on the floor, and it seemed as if a fresh hole had been punched into his wall. All this told Isogai, was that they were dealing with an angry, sleep deprived Karma.

Nagisa didn't weigh much more than Nakamura. But she did start to lose strength when she had to hoist him back up, after he refused to leave his seat on the train. Nagisa whined as she carried him. He kept his eyes closed, not wanting to see where they were going.

Nakmura used her right shoulder to push open the front gate of Karma's house. The familiar creak shook Nagisa's insides.

"No.. Nakamura! I can't do it. I can't see him!"

His friend ignored his cries. Yanking the door open with her free hand, Nakamura nearly dropped Nagisa at the sight of a man and woman sitting on the sofa, drinking tea.

A loud crash rang through the house.

"They're up there. Second door on the right." The woman said pointing her finger towards the top of the staircase. Nakamura smiled politely, glad that Karma's mother was much more helpful than Nagisa's.

Nakaura's strength had failed her at this point. Nagisa's last attempt to break free had caused them both to stumble backwards on the first step up the stairs. Nagisa landed face first on the floor, while Nakamura landed flat on her back, crushed under Nagisa's legs.

Nagisa dug his nails into the floor like a cat, trying to get away from it's clingy owner.

"Oh no you don't!" Nakamura shouted as she gripped Nagisa's ankles in her fist.

Forcing herself up she kept a grip on his ankles. She began to drag him up the stairs, his chin slamming down on each one as Nakamura grunted out her words.

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By the time they reached the top Nagisa was sure he'd developed a bruise on his chin. As she started to drag him across the hardwood floor, Nagisa took the chance to flip himself on his back. He tried his best to kick his legs, but Nakamura was having none of that. Using the last bit of her strength to keep Nagisa's attack at bay, all the while still dragging him across the hallway.

"Nagisa, don't you want to make up with Karma?"

"What do you mean! Karma should be going out of his way to make up with me!" Nagisa yelled as he struggled. He grabbed the end of the railing that lead down the stairs. Nakamura shifted her weight to try and loosen his grip.

"I'm not forgiving him that easily." He growled, clenching his teeth.

Nagisa's sweaty hands were his downfall and in the end Nakamura hand finally pulled him through Karma's door. She paused in her haste at the sight in front of her.

Karma, was sitting in a wooden chair. His feet tied to the legs of it, his hands handcuffed behind it, and a thick layer of rope around him. All of that as well as Terasaka holding down the back of the chair to prevent him from moving it.

"Where'd you guys get the rope?" Nakamura asked.

"His closet." Terasaka answered.

"And the handcuffs?"

"Top left drawer on his desk." Maehara said.

Nakamura smirked, "Nice work." She yanked Nagisa in.

"Will one of you grab him. I've had to carry him here the whole way." Nakamura whined.

Isogai and Maehara, though tired from restraining Karma, stepped forward to grab him. Lifting him up by his arms the seated him on an office chair in front of Karma.

"Okay you two, play nice." Nakmura said, she waved her hand at them as she exited the room, the boys following behind her. Terasaka shut the door behind them.

Nagisa was suddenly struck with the heavy weight of silence. Karma said nothing, he no longer struggled against his restraints. He kept his head down, His eyes away from Nagisa.

In a last fit of desperation, Nagisa ran to the door, as he tried to pull it open, a force on the other side pulled it back.

"Don't even try, Nagisa." Terasaka growled from the other side. "Neither of you are coming out of this room until you kiss and make up! So you might as well just get it over with."

Nagisa slumped his back against the door. Karma's tired eyes finally looked up at him.

"Will you untie me?" Karma nodded his head towards the keys to the handcuffs that laid on his desk.

Nagisa hesitated, eyeing them.

"I don't know, maybe it'll be easier to speak to you like this."

Karma slumped his head back down.

Nagisa pushed himself off the wall, slowly he approached Karma. Three feet away from him, Nagisa realized he was still wearing Karma's shirt. He pushed the thought aside momentarily and just hoped he wouldn't notice.

"Karma," The red head didn't look up, until Nagisa grabbed him by the chin. "look at me."

Karma rested his eyes on Nagisa. "Why haven't you come to see me?" Nagisa asked.

Karma paused swallowing, "I was giving you space, you said to leave you alone," he said. His eyes darted away.

Nagisa placed his hand on Karma's cheek, the gentle gesture was so familiar and yet so unnerving. Nagisa's hand was soft, yet cold and uncharacteristically firm as he pulled Karma's head up.

"I'm going to speak, and you're going to listen." Nagisa let his hand fall from Karma's face. Karma kept his eyes up.

"Karma... I don't want to be with you, if this is what we've been reduced to." He gestured to Karma's ropes.

"I want you to see me as your equal, but since Asano started harassing me, you've been treating me less like a partner and more like a prize," Karma's eyes drifted down again. "Look at me!" He forced them back up.

"Karma, you didn't need to fight for me, there is no fight, no rivalry. You already had me. I thought I had you too."

Nagisa paused wiping away small tears on his sleeve.

"I don't want to fight anymore," he cried. "I just want things back the way they were, but after what you said to me..."

"Nagisa-"

"Shut up!" Nagisa shouted through his tears. He rubbed his hands against his red face. He took a breath and started again.

"After what you said to me... I started to think that you never saw me as an equal. I'm someone for you to protect...to care for...And we both know that's not me."

Nagisa gripped Karma's chin and brought his face as close as he dared.

"When you're ready to be my boyfriend and not my bodyguard," Nagisa squeezed Karma's cheeks. "You better come back on your knees." He stared into Karma's eye and saw a chill run through him.

Nagisa let his hand fall. Karma's face was practically unchanged. Leading Nagisa to believe that no matter what else he said, Karma's wouldn't do much else.

Nagisa was finished.

As he approached the door, he spoke softly, "I've said everything I needed to. So open up."

Nagisa burst through the door the minute Terasaka loosened his grip. He ran passed his classmates, Karma's parents, and Asano's home.

He was finished.

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