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Nagisa stared up at the ceiling, his entire body in pain. He felt as if every cell had been ripped out and burned. He could hardly think straight because of the agony. Last month, instead of being taken to an adult facility like he thought he would be, he had been carted off to what appears to be a laboratory of some sort.
Nobody would explain anything to him. Masked scientists would stick needles into his arms, and run electric currents through his body without a word. Even if he screamed they'd just gag him and carry on going, as if he were some sort of object, an experiment and not a person.
They kept a blindfold on him half the time so he was left in disorientating darkness, alone, terrified and in pain. It was impossible to work out were he was, and what was going on- was he even still in Japan? The only thing they really did say to him was.
"Cooperate with us." Not that Nagisa was left with much of a choice. But sometimes they asked him to report on how he felt when they stuck needles through him, and injected him with various things. The reward for complying was being able to send and receive letters from the outside world.
Nagisa picked up a pen. He had a few hours alone in his dark isolated cell. Reading Karma's letter was the only way he had kept himself from slipping away from reality entirely. Now it was time to reply.
To Karma,
This letter is hard to write. I have no idea what to say to someone who I've done such terrible thing to.
You have no idea how much your letter means to me. It's my one piece of salvation in this current life of mine. Don't get me wrong- I'm not looking for pity. I know I deserve whatever I get from now on. But I just want you to know, you mean a lot to me.
I've done too many terrible things to ever be forgiven. I know that now. But still, I want you to know that I am sorry, from the bottom of my heart. If I could kill myself to bring everyone else back, I would without a second thought. I think about killing myself a lot, lately, but I think I still have to atone for my sins (That and a mental-ward is suicide proof).
I can't tell you much about my current situation, and I really don't want to. But I'm glad that your Ok. Physically at least. I'm so sorry about the scars, both on your skin and on your soul. Whatever you do, don't blame yourself. This is all my fault, and my fault alone.
I'm so glad that everyone in E-Class still stays in contact. But what happened to Takebayashi? The Doctors decided to censor it in my letter because it might be 'upsetting'. I'm worried now. Please tell me he's alive! I'm sorry for ruining our safe place in E class and turning it into something corrupt. But I'm glad you managed to work together to assassinate Koro-Sensei like we always wanted. I wish I hadn't snapped. I wish I could of been there.
I haven't seen any of Kayano/Akari's new movies. I don't have a TV were I am at. I would like to though. I miss her.
I can't believe they're turning this tragedy into a slasher movie and aren't even making in realistic! And I'm being played by a girl because 'Male Yandere characters wouldn't appeal to a main-stream audience'- What a great way to turn my mental breakdown into a anime trope. Anyway. I guess its not my place to complain. I've done things far worse than make a bad movie. The movie, the cult following, the school being turned into a ghost spot- it all seems to surreal.
I would love for you to visit me, if only so that I could apologize. But don't force yourself. Do whats best for you- you deserve to be happy, Karma (I'm sorry, that must be lame coming from the guy who destroyed your happiness).
- Nagisa x
Karma sighed as he finished reading Nagisa's letter for the tenth time that day. He slipped it into his bag as he walked into the hotel function room that held the E-class reunion. Instantly, he was pulled into a hug by Meahara.
"Karma!" The peppy blond cried, wrapping his arms around him, grinning. "We were starting to think you wouldn't show up, dude!"
"Sorry. I got a little held up." Karma said vaguely, not even bothering to come up with a decent excuse; In truth, he had gotten Nagisa's letter in the post just before he was about to leave for this 3-E get together, and he spent the next hour or so re-reading the letter and trying not to have a panic attack, while also feeling a sick sense of excitement. He hadn't heard from Nagisa since three years ago- but here it was, proof of that boy's existence. He was more than just a nightmare, he was a person.
"Well, I'm glad you could make it, Karma." Isogai said, giving him his classic Ikeman smile. Both he and Maehara looked older, more mature and handsome than their middle school selves. But their smile stayed the same.
"So- how's things with Kataoka?" Karma asked him, a smile playing on his lips (He could pretend to be normal for a little while). Isogai's cheeks went a little pink.
"Great." He answered with a genuine smile. "it's nearly our one year anniversary of when she asked me out!"
"And What about you Maehara, still a playboy?" The red head asked with a teasing grin. The blond boy grinned.
"You know it- Just last week I got off with this gorgeous half-Russian girl who AH-" Maehara was cut off when suddenly, out of nowhere Okano kicked him square in the stomach.
"Don't be such a damn perv!" She shouted, cheeks red in anger. Her hair was still short-cropped and a little spiky. Those two hadn't changed a bit, Karma thought fondly.
He drifted around the party, chatting to a few people- he was genuinely interested in what they were up to, after all; Itona had made his own line of robotic toys, Nakamura loved studying abroad in America, school was a lot more lax there. Sugino was on the baseball team and hoping to get scouted. Terasaka was massively tall and had taken up wrestling as a hobbey. He was still as dumb as ever. it was refreshing.
After a while, he spotted Akari and wandered over to her. She was in a deep conversation with Kurahashi and Hara about pudding recipes (At least her love for sweets had never changed). She turned to him as he approached.
"Hey, Karma." She said, casually.
"I got a reply." He said, in a low voice so only she could hear. She gave him a disapproving look.
"I thought you'd given up trying to contact Nagisa." She hissed in reply, her smile still plastered to her face so nobody could tell something was wrong. "Since you can't visit him and all."
"Can't visit him yet." Karma clarified- he'd recently discovered that he couldn't visit inmates at mental institutions until he was 18 without his parent's permission, which of course, those suddenly over-protective bastards wouldn't give. "In December that'll be a whole different story."
"I'm worried about you." Akari said, turning to face him. She glanced around the room at their old classmates who were all talking and laughing with each other. "It feels like we're the only ones who haven't moved on."
"We were the only one's who saw Nagisa first hand after he snapped." Karma said. he sighed. He wanted to be free and unchained from the past like everyone else in this room. He was so tired of this rusty chains binding him to his trauma- but he just couldn't break free.
"I need to see him." He said, finally.
Sorry this was shit. Please review. Things aren't too great for Nagisa RN, will karma be able to save him?
