Authors Note: Am I the only one who thinks the opening 'question' fits this damn FF, and their fucking complex relationship?! ;w;

I'm going nuts at what's happening in the next few chapters, be fucking prepared for the change in Karma. It's one that damn hurts. I'm barely scratching into the angst as of yet.
Mwahaha, prepare for the worst. I am the worst.

;^; Poor babies tho, are dealing with it in their own way.

As always thank you for the love! I hope I don't disappoint the shit show that this fanfiction is. I'm already excited and ready to put out more chapters. I'm obsessed.

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Both not knowing they were being moved into the same cabin, they were all moving in over the weekend. Karma with his mother, whereas Nagisa's stuff was being moved in by out-of-uniform police officers. Karma like usual was very curious and had to know who he was moving in with. He tried to provoke and prod the woman who was helping Nagisa closely.

"So, who am I sharing with~? Is it a boy?" the redhead cooed as if she were a high schooler.
But unfortunately, he soon realised quickly that this way wasn't going to make this blonde talk. As Karma tried to get closer, the woman quickly got out of the way.

"I wouldn't if I was you" She nearly laughed, but being an out-of-uniform job she couldn't exactly do much. The policewoman had to act her part.

Karma followed the woman outside to the move-in truck. But kids, being kids, the pesterer got louder and more obnoxious. Even though she loved looking and dealing with kids, this one was sure annoying and the opposite of the one she was currently looking after.

Rolling her eyes, she whispered to the boy "Look, if I could tell you, I would but currently, that information is anonymous and I can't. You will find out when he returns back to school"

"Returns? Is he expelled or in trouble?"

"Once again, I can't share any more information. Please leave it" She sighed and pulled the last box out of the truck.

Karma's mother coming from her own car with another box nabbed her son's ear. "You're being extremely rude, stop that." His mother tsked and bowed her head in respect, as she knew what was going on… Considering these cabins were for kids without homes.

"I'm sorry, he'll behave now, won't you?" She side-eyes her son, who followed the bow as well. The woman couldn't help but laugh, ruffling the red hairs on Karma's head.

"Thank you"

Karma's mother was spoken to quietly by the woman outside the new home of how she had permission from the school to stay until Monday. Seeing as they still needed to find her a place and move her in also.

On Sunday, Mrs Akabane was looking around the house, cleaning.
She admired how nice the place actually was. There was a small kitchen (big enough for two), food inside both the fridge and the freezer (the school brought the supplies for the kids boarding). They had a safety cooker, so it couldn't set a light to the house and a microwave. The kitchen led to the living room, it wasn't really a living room, just an extended kitchen with dining table, a sofa and coffee table, once again large enough for two students. The stairs ran from the front door beside the kitchen up to three rooms. The bathroom was the right side of the house which was larger than she imagined, no bath, though, only a shower. Beside the bathroom was Karmas, then the other kids the bedrooms were average size and both had basic needs inside them. A small camper bed, a wardrobe, dresser, desk, a few shelves and a chair. Their views were quite nice though as they didn't face the school, they faced the city.

Mrs Akabane was in the kitchen and frowned looking through the cabinets, noticing none of Karmas favourite foods was there. "Hey sweetie, once I get a better income, I can help by buying your favourite things, even if you can't live with me, you can still sleep around and eat meals!" The more they both spoke about it, the easier they had accepted what was happening.
During their marriage, Karma's mother only had a small part-time job. The man was always so controlling, she never had the chance to look into a brighter future for herself. The two were left to rely on Karma's father. But the police were being kind as they were giving support to her fiance situation and job hunting.

Though she had lost her home, a job and her child, her optimism never stopped. Those moments were Karma's saviour. They were always in the back of his mind to keep him going in life.

To Karma, the weekend couldn't have gone quicker than it should have, and when his mother left, the cabin felt isolating and dark. He was used to being alone from when his parents left him to go on holiday, but somewhere like this wasn't home. It was too hollow, it wasn't personal. It didn't have the charms a normal place should have.

Karma always had a thing for semimetal things, he had loads of collections in his room and decided to use them to make the place seem more homely. This took him a few hours mind you, as he wanted things to be perfect. Karma had tried by putting a few posters up in the large kitchen/dining room, the kitchen cabinets had google eyes on them (which he thought was hilarious that much so, some cups and cutlery had the same thing) and the bathroom displayed different shells from different places he had explored.

The place had started to make him smile a bit more and he hoped the other person would feel the same. Or maybe they'd add to it? Who knows?

A week after his mother had left, on the following Friday:

After a long day after school, Karma put his feet up on the small coffee table to play video games in the lounge. He had set up his large TV with all his consoles to chill out, and well, hopefully, play them with the roommate of his. Karma had turned off all the lights so his TV highlighted the entire room and so the cabin would give him more freaky scares.
He at least wanted to try and occupy his mind with something, the entire day was such a bore at school.
If anything, Karma didn't want to learn, his emotions were running on nothing. He did try to seduce some girls today, that was amusing. Plus that bastard was wearing bandages over his face. Man, that was sweet.

The boy had noticed someone missing from the classes. The chibi... It was really unusual considering the boy never skipped classes or was sick. But Karma didn't really pay attention to it, it was just another person to tease at the end of the day.

Karma was going to start thinking about things, but the video game had sucked him in and he was getting jump scared everywhere. The boy ended up losing track of time and before he knew it he ended up asleep on the couch.

Nagisa's POV

The days with the police felt long and draining... They kept pulling my brain apart to understand me... It honestly felt like my sanity went pop.
I felt I couldn't speak to them, but unfortunately, my emotions ran my mouth and I ended up spilling everything to a camera, to that woman, to the support and to everyone.

I was finally free from it all until Tuesdays and Fridays...

In these sessions I ended up hearing comments about my mother:
She was an abuser…
Everything she did has broken me…
My mental illness is a coping mechanism to not put the blame on her but to myself…

They told me things about anxiety and how that part isn't me. It's an illness, it's a demon.

As I felt my brain fried from the last few days, I was dropped off at the new home. Although I wasn't officially going back to school yet, the school understood the situation and had let me come to the place early.
As I unlocked the door, I peered in the window, noticing none of the lights on. I was confused, I furrowed my eyebrows… But it's only 8 pm, who would be sleeping? Even on a weekend?

Though, I should eat. I didn't want to properly, nor did I want to meet who I was living with. The nice police officer gave me some nice snacks for doing well in my rucksack so I could snack if I wanted to...

Thankfully, the stairs were the other side of the TV?
I looked at the place, noticing how I was actually living with a rich boy. Fuck. Good start.

I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head as I quietly went up the stairs. Well, at least that person seemed to be asleep, best not to wake them.
As I got to the top of the stairs, I only saw three doors. I wasn't even sure which one mine was, as the police officer forgot to mention that. I sigh and decide to push the first one I see.

Oh the bathroom, not bad. Not the greatest, but surprisingly it was better than the one at mums.
I close it afterwards and opened the next one.

I peer in the room, noticing a lot of collectables? Video games, trophies, a lot of stuff... As I much as I wanted to stop looking, I wanted to see what was written on the trophies to see who this person was.

As the saying says curiosity kills the cat, it does. I look further in the room and notice "Ak-abane…. ?!"

My eyes shocked, no fucking way... No, it couldn't be... I walked more inside and looked closer to double check. Not him… Anyone but him… I'll move out...

I'll get a new place, I can't live with him. I'll be bullied every day more than usual, I will be living through hell because of him.

Not realising the noise I had made, I soon heard clumping up the stairs. Thankfully I was wearing a hoodie and I pulled it up tightly over my hair so Karma wouldn't recognise me. I quickly get out the room, to pull it shut. I saw the shadow behind me and tried to deepen my voice.

"Fuck, sorry man I didn't realise that was your room! Stupid mistake, I know!" But I couldn't turn around, not right now.

The boy didn't know it was me, as I heard Karma... laugh? Genuinely? Was this kid lonely or something?
"Look what the cat dragged in! I was wondering when someone would join me, it's been a few days at least now... right? I'm Akabane Karma, I'm pretty sure you know me!" As I saw the shadow come closer to give me a handshake, I shook my head.

"Sorry, I'm a transfer student so I wouldn't know haha. I'm not really used to these formal things… But what I do know is I really need the sleep, I'm really sorry to be a bother... It's been a long day" I somehow caught Karma off guard whilst I was talking, and I was able to quickly unlock my own door to get inside it.

I felt the boy stop me, but with my guard up, he was unable to catch me. The only thing he saw of me when I went in the room was my eyes.

Panicked, I wasn't even sure if my eyes would be recognisable to the boy. My heart was beating so far out my chest.

I was just so tired...
I was tired of everything, including this already...

I slid down the door and decided to use my phone for my relaxing anti-anxiety music...Maybe it was because I didn't hear Karma move, maybe it was because of the tears I let go... I didn't know...

I didn't care...

I felt my body curl up into a ball against the door, I couldn't even move from here to my bed as it hurt too much.

Everything was just too much...