A/n: this fanfics been going on strong and im so glad so many of you have been willing to continue reading all this time, once again thanks. (Random thing) the other day I went to H mart for the first time ever and I had so much fun. I got to eat so many japanese food that i've seen in anime and it was honestly heaven, gotta love pocky and japanese bread. I'm glad I kept my phone on, since my mom called me when I actually got lost in there XD and while I was shopping I was legit fangirling hard core in a random aisle cuz they started playing the Jojo's bizarre adventure op and i knew like all the words. Good day... Good day. Here's another chapter.

Nagisa's mother was wearing a navy blue sweater and jeans. She has a red purse over her shoulder and dark red lipstick on. Her dark blue hair blended in with the night time scenery as she waited on Karma's door step. It was slightly noticeable that she was tired, due to the bags under her eyes. She inhales and exhales the frigid night time air, watching as her breath became visible, and waite for someone to appear.

As soon as the door was opened for Ms. Shiota, she began to shout at Karma.

"Where's Nagisa? I know he's in there. Nagisa! Do you know what time it is? It's freezing out here, you were supposed to come back earlier! I made dinner and everything, but I didn't get a single call from you. A SINGLE call... Do you know how- worried I've been? Get over here this instant! And you... Karma... I don't care if you're his boyfriend now or whatever, he's my son. I have the right to know where my son is".

Nagisa, panics at the sound of his mother's loud voice and fixes his appearance by rearranging his hair, and putting his damp sweatshirt that was in the wash on. While he was at it, he takes his wet shirt as well. And as if it was natural he began to gather his stuff and heads for the door, ready to leave.

The trembling fist that Karma had ever since he saw Nagisa's mother unravels as Nagisa, with his hoodie pulled over his head, approaches behind him.

Just by looking, you wouldn't even guess he's injured. I mean he looks sketchy right now in all grey, but he looks like he's actually fine, like what happened to him was a bad nightmare, you can't tell that he's injured... Just how much practice does he have at hiding these injuries?! Karma thought as he subconsciously grits his teeth.

She angrily taps her foot for a few minutes as she watches Nagisa's figure come to the door; then Nagisa's mother heads for the car and starts the ignition, slamming the door behind her. As if she knew Nagisa would be coming in shortly after.

As Nagisa steps out the door, he turns back at to the redhead, hoping to say thanks and goodbye, when Karma began to speak before him.

"Hold on, why are you going with her? I don't like this, after what you just told me-"

"Relax, I'll tell her about my injuries first, and ask her to take me to the hospital. She's my mom, she still knows how to take care of me," he chuckles.

"... I don't trust her, but ok... I trust you. Don't forget to talk to her about you know what... And get plenty of sleep! and... I'll see you soon," Karma reluctantly says.

Nagisa, remembering their earlier talk, nods his head. "Thank you, Karma," he says in his normal voice then shifts into a hushed tone,"I love you Karma".

Nagisa takes a step towards the car, but is quickly grabbed by the arm.

Karma's grip slides down to Nagisa's hand and after bringing the hand to his face, he places a kiss on each finger.

Nagisa, who cannot stop blushing, tries to pull away and says, "K-K-Karma! My mom's right over there!"

"I know, I want her to see," Karma says with a devilish grin.

At this point, Nagisa's face was so visibly red that he had to keep his head down, and starts walking to the car.

Chuckling, Karma says, "you're too cute... I love you too. Take care! See ya!"

While Karma shouts to Nagisa, the blue haired boy embarrassedly walks over to the car. He gets in, and they drive begin to drive.

During the car ride, Nagisa's mother appears focussed on the road and just before Nagisa could start a conversation, his mother utters a few words. "Nagisa, you promised me you'd be on time. I don't care what your excuse is, you will be punished when we get back...Give me your phone." Ms. Shiota says, holding out one hand towards her right.

Nagisa brings the smartphone out of his bag and into his mother's hand. She then aggressively stuffs it into her purse, sitting on the armrest.

"Mom, I'm injured, and I really think I need to get it checked out at the hospital… I just want to sleep for a bit, so if we could-"

"Nagisa! I don't care whether or not you're injured! You promised you'd be on time and you weren't! I decide what to do with your life, and I will not tolerate such disrespect towards your mother! Like it or not, when we get back home, you are going to be severely punished. Do your hear me?!"

"But mo-"

"DO YOU HEAR ME?!"

"Yes mom.."

"Good."

There was only a small fraction of courage that resides in Nagisa's heart left. He'd been constantly wearing down his courage over the years, but today really shrunk whatever remaining courage he had. The rest of the ride back, no one uttered a single word, it was dead silent.

The Shiota house appears as any other nearby household. An average exterior, in an average neighborhood. Ms. Shiota cares about appearances, so the house's interior is also quite normal, yet stylish.

So normal that his house also seems lacking in different areas, but not everyone would notice.

One thing that nobody except the residents of the house would know is that residing on the lowest floor of this average house is a wooden door that can only be opened with a specific key.

The locked door leads to a 15ft x 20ft, dark room with two candles and a small window. Every other object in the room were devices specifically meant for Nagisa's punishments.

It's around 2:30 AM that Nagisa and his mother arrives and enters their house. Instead of going to their rooms to sleep, Ms. Shiota grabs Nagisa by his arm and immediately leads him to the basement door.

After unlocking the door with the key found in her purse, Ms. Shiota aggressively shoves Nagisa to go down the stairs, into the now unlocked room.

Nothing about that miserable room has changed once since Nagisa had first been in there.

Ms. Shiota locks Nagisa's limbs with the usual shackles, but appears more menacing than usual. Her current silence was more terrifying than what she could ever scream.

Nagisa's body quivers with pain and fear as he waits in anticipation for what his mother might say... Might do to him.

Nagisa's mother stares at him for a while, and instead of slapping Nagisa across the face, she takes out and puts on a brass knuckle ring from her pocket, forms a fist, and hook punches Nagisa in the cheek.

Nagisa immediately spits out blood and begins lightly panting.

Ms. Shiota, not feeling a shred of sympathy begins vigorously punching and whipping Nagisa, for an hour until satisfied.

After the long and brutal hour had passed, Ms. Shiota was panting vigorously, but not as much as Nagisa.

"I don't intend to kill you, so I'll stop here and leave you like this. But for the next few days, you are going to stay here and reflect on your actions. I'll give you some food and a few bathroom breaks here and there, don't worry. So for now, you should sleep and rest as much as you can." Ms. Shiota says as she wipes the blood off her hands, probably a combination of Nagisa's and a bit of her own blood.

As Ms. Shiota leaves the room, the door with light seeping out of it slowly closes behind her. At that moment, the only fraction of courage Nagisa had left in his heart, shattered and only a small miniscopic fragment could be seen. Everything else was replaced by an ominous pit of fear, depression, regret, and loneliness.

He messed up.

A/n: yeah yeah I know, I'm awful, things'll get better eventually tho. I mean here, in the next chapter, Karma begins his revenge spree, so if you have any ideas what he should do to the 3 boys+ asano tell me. Thnx bii