Authors Notes: I decided on making Asano angry again, I don't know how many more times he'll do it. ;w; A few without Karma around, and then maybe a proper fight with Karma, where Nagisa actually defends himself. Me thinks.
Whoop, drama. ALWays drama.

I'll probably end up time skipping a lot after this chapter as it'll make more sense that way and well, it'll be more spaced out.

But look Karma's character development! owo; Nagisa will get some next chapter! They'll be friendly-ish next chapter too.

Thanks for the support as always, I appreciate it and love you all ^w^ As always message if someone should be taken out or I should change something, the feedback is always welcomed.

Neutral POV

Asano didn't come over for this, they ate up the table like it was normal and now they were playing video games, taking his time away from Nagisa. He didn't like video games, they were immature and you never learnt anything from it. From a very young age, he read books and was eager to learn.
The strawberry blonde was scowling as he watched the two play on Nintendo Smash brawl. Nagisa kept trying to involve him by passing the game controller over but Asano kept refusing it.
This got backlash from Karma every time he did and Nagisa wasn't even paying attention to the comments anymore.

He tsked and ended up doing the cleaning up. He wanted nothing to do with it.

"Asano, baby. I'm sorry we could play something else if you'd like!" As much as Asano didn't like this, he did want Nagisa to be happy even if it was from someone else. He wasn't there to be a bad guy nor to invade him having fun.

If only it wasn't that guy.

As Nagisa was looking at his boyfriend, he heard himself being defeated. "You dirty playing ass!" He landed a soft punch on Karmas arm, rolling his eyes.

But he was greeted by a ridiculous smirk that wouldn't budge. Nagisa was alerted by Asano talking though "its okay, I've helped you a lot today and you're making good progress. I probably should head home soon anyway, my father will be home from training and mother is the only one who knows where I am…"

Nagisa's POV

I felt bad, Asano was feeling left out. I didn't want him to be that way. But I left him to clean before I followed him back upstairs.

I heard Karma say something as I ran off "Hey we could always play Mario Kart 7 once you're back!" I didn't respond, I didn't have time… There just wasn't enough time.

I quickly dashed up the stairs to be greeted by a pair of haunting purple eyes of my lover. He was playing pretend in front of company, I did have my ifs and buts about this but I was greatly distracted before.

"Asano… I'm sorry, I didn't realise this would happen... But I'm actually having fun..." I grabbed my love by his shirt as he wasn't listening. Asano was too busy packing his bag. I could tell he just wanted to leave without making a fuss.

"Just speak to me please, nothing will be solved if you don't..." As I managed to get the boys attention, I noticed how hurt I had made him... Asano had a mixed expression of anger and hurt. It made my heart sink like the open wound was pouring out anxiety-filled blood. This felt much worse as I was guilty that I didn't even notice. Oh no…

I was slowly feeling the thoughts rush to me. But I didn't want to surrender to it, I needed to help.

"I don't know what to say... I just don't feel like me right now... I need to leave"
I could tell from his gaze something was going twisted and Karma had pulled the wrong strings. In an attempt to comfort him I tried to kiss his neck where I could reach. It's not like I had the strength or energy to help. I was trying to battle my own demons… that was enough.

I saw Asano pull away. As twisted as he looked, he didn't want to cause trouble. Not again. I watched him stumble for his last things... But I didn't want to move. I couldn't move. I needed to help...

"Worthless"

"But it can't be left again..." I watched Asano try and get past me but my body acted on its own and I started to hug the boy desperately. But unfortunately, Asano's negative energy changed to anger quite quickly.

"You are no good to anyone"

"Let me fucking go... Let go... "Swirls of purple were changing for the worst, the shots of red were coming back.

Asano suddenly had his grip around me possessively. I surrendered… I was weak.

"So very weak"

I could be controlled.
I could be anyone's puppet if they desired it.
It seemed like this was the only fate of mine.

The taller lifted me up against my bedroom wall, the door was open enough for Karma to see. It was like he wanted the redhead to come in and witness this. I felt the bang of my head into the wall, it was violent. I couldn't see anything, the whack had made my vision go.

"You're nothing, remember what your mother taught you"

Soon enough I had a crushing pair of lips on my own. My breath was being kissed out of me, but I had to kiss back… Otherwise, it's going to become so much worse.
Asano's grip on my body was harsh, it was digging into my bruises. I was yelling from the pain and soon enough tears were falling down my face.

It hurt...

It's going to come back... The anxiety I forgot about... The tendencies to harm... The pain from my mother was back, and I was all alone…

Karma POV

If the TV weren't turned on silent I probably wouldn't have noticed the talking. I probably wouldn't have cared. But I was, unfortunately, trying to set up another console for a new game.

I probably wouldn't have interrupted if I didn't have a good time with him... I probably wouldn't have done anything if I knew the boy wasn't broken.
I probably would have let it happen.
I probably wouldn't have acted if I didn't know what Asano was like.

I was on alert.
I felt responsible if I didn't shake these feelings away. Fucking shit… Why would I be paranoid for that little shit? Why is this now my fucking problem? I winced and began pacing. If it didn't carry on, it would be okay, right?

Until I heard a thud against the wall... Rather than going straight up I leant my head up the stairs to listen to anything unusual and I heard it...

It hurt.

I could tell it hurt him. I could feel myself on automatic rushing up the stairs. I nearly tripped over the last step as I stomped into the mess that I was left to watch and bare. It was recanting exactly what I saw at home. My mother being strangled by my father, apart from Asano wasn't that close yet.

It fucking hurt. I uncontrollably felt myself shake, I wasn't sure if it was anger or fright for the kid. But I couldn't fucking stand this shit any longer. I felt my lips bleed as I biting them the entire time as I watched for a few moments.

I saw what seemed to be Asano forcing himself onto Nagisa. It wasn't the force I was shocked at it was the bruises I noticed on his body... It really got my blood boiling. Asano took the time to even smirk at me.

"IS THAT YOUR FUCKING DOING?!" I didn't care how loud I was being, I was fucking furious.

It hurt, it hurt like I was dealing with my father.

It wasn't fucking necessary. None of this shit was. I felt antagonising emotions inside my racing heart. My body moved on its own to punch Asano in his face away from Nagisa. The blow managed to force the asshole off Nagisa and I managed to catch the boy to put him down gently.

"I fucking spoke to you, SPEAK BACK YOU FUCKING CUNTBAG. WAS THAT YOU?" I got a spit of blood back at me and though Asano had a sick twisted side he wasn't stupid enough to try and play it again with me. My foot went to stand on his head, I desperately felt myself wanting to crush his fucking skull into the ground.

I will kill you.

"I-I didn't fucking know they were there..." The boy tried to get himself up and away from this mess. But I didn't let him, my foot was pushing more pressure on his head. Soon Asano started cries of pain…

I felt the kid behind me pull at me to stop. He didn't say anything, I knew he couldn't say anything from the amount of pain he was in and how hard he was crying.

I sigh and kick his face one last time. "Don't you even fucking dare, say a thing" I spat in disgust, he was so fucking lucky. I felt my body shake nearly violently, it wasn't a good feeling neither. Usually, the adrenaline had kicked in by now, but this wasn't it.

Asano grabbed his bag in his frustration and left without saying a word. My focus followed the boy as he left. And my right fist went into the wall, I hit it hard enough to cause my knuckles to bleed. I was so fucking frustrated and angry.

I deep breathed to myself to try and calm my anger down as I felt my blood run down my hand.

I had to calm down.
All I could hear was cries coming from Nagisa.

Fucking shit…

As I looked down with anger in my eyes I was interrupted by the kid. "D-don't... Please don't look at me... Just pretend I don't exist…" What the fuck was that supposed to mean? After all this shit, I'm meant to stand down and pretend nothing was going on?
This day was full of the weirdest fucking shit. It baffled me. It baffled me completely. Like fuck was I going to stand down at that…?

It's been twice. That's all it takes.
I know from my parents.

"I won't look, but I won't fucking pretend you don't exist. I can help, I know I'm the wrong person to say that… But I really can. I think I just fucking showed you I can" I tried to push the anger to the back of my mind which was really hard to do. I felt my head nearly banging with the rage I felt against Asano and my father.

I heard Nagisa's cries become louder and his insanity almost crack. He had turned the cries into this sick laughter, I think it was at himself? I couldn't really tell. Luckily the laughter had calmed me back into the reality of what I was dealing with. I wasn't going to shoot this anger at him, what so ever.

"That's what they've all said, now look at me. I feel more alone and isolated than ever. I have fucking nothing, I know I don't" The boy's laughter calmed slightly and I glanced noticing how he was looking at his empty hands. I could see how Nagisa was broken, he thought of himself as worthless. Pathetic even. I'm pretty sure if I had no confidence I would break down the exact same way he was… He didn't want to be saved in how he was drowning.

As much as I didn't know what to say to reassure him, I had to tell him it was me who helped him. I hated doing shit like this. I honestly did. I only just managed to get my mother out of her mess.
I understood that if you've been broken for long enough, you need to replace what was hurting you with something else. In Nagisa's case that was Asano and in my mother's that was not getting out of the marriage and becoming a slave. That's what sickened me the most.

I took a moment to collect my thoughts, my rage was near enough vanishing… Thankfully.
I was used to calming down quickly for my mother.

"Nagisa, I know it's not much. But I was the one at school who helped you, you were on my roof at school… You can ask anyone but that's my bit of turf" I sighed and decided to sit in the corridor between mine and his room so I wasn't tempted to look at him any longer.

I could feel the pain the boy was in, it was easily noticed in how he was crying to himself "I know you want to drown right now, I too, feel my own boat sinking. But I can't have you like this, who am I going to tease at school?" I lightly joked. "So even if it is playing video games or scaring your fuck off 'boyfriend' away, can I at least try and help? I'm sure maybe eventually you could trust me?" I sigh at that thought, could that be possible?
That I'm able to get him to open up and that Asano can go away?

The cries were turning into sobs, as much as I wanted Nagisa to say something he didn't. I heard him get up and do something. The footsteps were heavy like the poor kid was drained. I imagined he would be. It's been enough for one day… The boy walked past me with his towel and at least he was self-caring.

If only it was easy. If only I could figure shit out.
Maybe this is fucking progress? I couldn't exactly tell him his lover was a psychopath… Could I? That had to come later when he trusted me. I just knew if I didn't rescue him, it would become a burden on my chest. I rested my head on my hand.

Why was this fucking happening again?

Out of everything, it had to be domestic violence again… Wasn't one broken home enough?