So, first of all. The ones who did share their opinion about how often I should update, said that they were fine with every 5 days, but that they liked daily updates. As such, I will be updating faster than every 5 days, though not daily. I will try to update every 2-3 days. This is not only due to your opinions, though, but because I myself am a very impatient person and I just want to get the chapters out. I wanted an opinion, though, because if many readers were against it, then there would be no point in updating faster. I'm glad that you guys like this story so much that you want faster updates, though :)

Second of all, I'm sorry that this is a short chapter. And, yes, I'm sorry that Nagisa still isn't meeting Tetsuya here. Though, I promise you, that meeting will be on the next chapter.

To answer your question, TheRealRedDevil, including the prologue and epilogue, there are 37 chapters. And now I'm wondering how did I manage to finish this at all.

Thanks to DJ Candy, by the way, for that little explanation about DID. Although it was pretty much the same that I had found out through my research, there were some things that I didn't know. Oh, and to answer that question about Karma knowing everyone in the KnB universe, well, he at least knows the characters who are close to Seijuro and at least some who were close to the other members of GoM.

Now, on to the chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kuroko no Basket or Assassination Classroom.

When Karma woke up, there was pain. His right hand was searing with pain. He looked at the ceiling above him, recognizing it as his bedroom's ceiling. He was in his own, fluffy bed. And damn, his hand really hurt.

With what little strength he had left, Karma brought his right hand up in front of his face. His whole hand was swollen and bruised. Karma wondered why, for a moment, before it all came down to him. What had happened before he had been knocked out.

Karma gave a growl that was annoyed, pained and ashamed at the same time. He rolled over, pushing his face into the pillows. As if he was trying to suffocate himself. Maybe he was.

He heard the door open. He feebly looked up, seeing Midorima Shintaro and Seijuro walk in in all of their glory. Shintaro was wearing a doctor's coat, which must mean that Seijuro bothered him in the middle of his shift to get him to check Karma's hand. Seijuro never felt ashamed for doing that and in the end, everyone was fussing over Karma anyways. If Karma just said the word, he would be moved to a hospital and all other patients would be thrown out, just because he had wished so. Oh, the power of his family name.

"Karma, can you sit up?" Shintaro asked as he sat on the chair besides Karma's bed, something Karma had never found in himself to move. When he had been little and he couldn't sleep or he was sick or something, Seijuro would sit there and stay until he fell asleep. At least, when Karma was a bit too old to be cuddling with Seijuro. Before that, Seijuro always laid down with Karma until he fell asleep. After that, all the way to this day, Seijuro had been sitting on the chair, just keeping him company when he was sick.

Karma used his left hand to push himself up into a sitting position as Shintaro placed his kit on the nightstand. He moved to lean against the headboard and turned to look at Seijuro, whose jaw was tense. That was not a good sign, he knew as much.

Shintaro took a hold of his wrist and brought the hand for inspection. The touch was gentle enough to not hurt him yet firm enough to not make it easy to yank away. Not that Karma would, in this situation.

Shintaro didn't need to inspect the hand for long before he knew what was wrong. It was exactly what Seijuro and Karma thought it was. "Broken. Atsushi really needs to learn to control his strength."

"I can't blame him", Karma admitted. "I was kind of crazy back there."

"Not nearly as crazy as you've been", Seijuro pointed out. "I've seen you, several times, in a crazier condition."

"Still", Karma looked down at his lap as Shintaro started to put a bandage around the hand. "This is all I have now. Karma, you're not allowed to use your right hand for anything, okay?"

"Hai", Karma nodded feebly. Seijuro sat on the edge of the bed, taking Karma's left hand into his own. "No one got hurt. You know that."

"Still", Karma gritted his teeth. "How am I supposed to look at them now? They're probably afraid of me as it is, not to mention this..."

"It really would help if you had more trust, Karma", Shintaro pushed up his glasses. "More trust in your friends."

"Uncle Shintaro, you have to admit that this is not something that is overcome with even a remotely big trust between friends", Karma pointed out. "Even you and the rest became wary of Dad when he turned psycho."

"Bokushi", Seijuro corrected.

"True", Shintaro admitted, both he and Karma ignoring Seijuro. "But we weren't exactly friends."

"Tetsuya and Uncle Daiki."

"You got me there", Shintaro admitted. "But their friendship..."

"Was broken because Uncle Daiki thought too much of himself", Karma stated. "I've heard the stories so many times. I know how things went down in your youth."

"Shintaro, how long do you think it will take for Karma's hand to heal?" Seijuro asked, changing the subject before it could turn any worse.

Shintaro frowned and looked at the hand. "Two weeks, at most. Don't strain it or move it and it might be less."

"Thank you, Shintaro. Sorry for bothering you in the middle of your shift", Seijuro nodded to the man.

"As long as it's about Karma or you, I don't mind", Shintaro sighed. "At least I will get away from Kazunari for a while."

"You say that, but you really love him", Seijuro chuckled and shook his head. As Shintaro looked at him with a shocked look, the man motioned for the door. "The butler will guide you out, if you need help."

"I don't, thank you very much", Shintaro sighed and then glanced at Karma. "Remember. Don't use your hand for anything at all, okay?"

"I won't", Karma promised. With a nod, Shintaro left the room, leaving the father and son alone.

They were quiet. Karma just sat there, his hand bandaged, looking down at his lap. Seijuro sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Karma.

"Karma..." the boy looked up at his father. The man looked at him with fondness and worry. "How do you want to go from now on?"

"What do you mean, Dad?" Karma asked, blinking. He was confused by the question.

"Do you want to continue going to Kunugigaoka even after this?" Seijuro asked. "Or do you want something else?"

The question hit Karma like a ton of bricks. Indeed, what did he want to do? Going to Kunugigaoka would be fun, but with no friends and his classmates looking at him in fear... He was even scared to think of it. But transferring now would perk up the curiosity in his new school and he'd be popular in a day. He didn't want to be home schooled either. It just wasn't his thing and his father didn't want him to be home schooled, wanting him to go out and socialize above all, despite his condition.

"I... I don't know", Karma brought his knees to his chest and hugged them, tears coming out of his eyes. "I really don't know."

Seijuro hugged him and comforted him as he cried there. "It's alright... You have time to think... You don't need to choose anything now..."

Karma always felt safe when he was held by his father. Maybe it was the power of the last name that made that. Maybe it was how Seijuro could understand him better than anyone due to their shared yet very different conditions. Maybe it was just the fact that the man knew how to be a good father, having had a bad father himself. Either way, Karma felt safe.

"Dad..." Karma bit his lip. "Can you excuse me from school for now?"

Seijuro would give Karma whatever he wanted. The boy wasn't the type to skip school without a reason. Others may say that Karma was a delinquent, but they didn't know this side of Karma. The one that controlled the actions of the delinquent. If Karma had truly been a delinquent, he wouldn't have gone to school at all. But Karma went and only skipped some classes. But this Karma would never skip school intentionally, not without a very good reason. Had Karma been different and not crying right now, Seijuro would have probably answered differently from how he answered now.

"For as long as you need."

This was originally part of the chapter where Nagisa met Tetsuya, but then that chapter got a bit too long... I had to separate this into its own chapter and then split the next chapter into two, as well. Again, I'm sorry that it's kind of short.

I hope you liked it!