68 | Live and Love

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<Karma>
I saw Nagisa on the cold ground beside me, as Death approached closer with his demonic stare. Nagisa was bleeding out and it all the ruby red liquid, started to pool around my feet.
I sank down next to her and tried to wake her up but, it was no use. Death took me by my neck and choked me.

I don't know why I couldn't fight back, it was impossible. He impaled me with his arm and dug out my heart. He ripped it apart.

"Huh?!" I bolted straight up from the nightmare that shadowed within my head. My heart pounding and my forehead sweating. I placed my hand on my chest and felt the fast beats. It was just a bad dream. Thank god.

I looked over to the balcony doors and saw that it wasn't even sunrise yet however there was a hint of light blue and purple, waving at the horizon.
I moved my hand to support myself on the bed but I accidentally touched Nagisa's hand. It was warm. I grabbed it tightly and kissed it. I don't have to worry about a thing. Death is dead and it's all in the past. I'm finally here with Nagisa and Nakaru.

I stared blankly around for the little one. He was nowhere in sight. He was here wasn't he?
Hm? That's strange, did he go to the bathroom? I crawled out of bed and checked the bedroom's bathroom and the lights were out. I ventured out of the room and looked for him.

"Psst? Nakaru?" I softly called out for him.

When I made it down the hall, I saw that the living room lights were on but, just barely that it was dim. Until I entered the room, I saw that Nakaru was sitting besides lamp. He had a white book on his lap and he was flipping through the pages slowly.
He looked rather lonely but, why was he up at this hour?

"Nakaru?" I repeated.

He finally looked up and jumped. He didn't say anything. He dropped his gaze back to the book.

"What are you doing there?" I walked over and knelt down in front of him. When I managed to see what he was doing, he was looking at old photos. A photo album that marked the years before Nakaru's birth.

"I had a scary dream and I can't go back to sleep." Nakaru replied. "Momma said that whenever she couldn't fall asleep, she would look through the photo books." He explained.

I kept the smile and light tease, I contained myself from pinching his cheeks because right now he was being graciously adorable.

"And is it helping?" I rubbed my knuckle against his cheek. Nakaru didn't seem content as he kept his sight on the photo of me and Nagisa. He didn't even ask why I was on the opposite side of the glass, opposed to Nagisa who wasn't locked up within a dome.

"Nakaru, you know that I love you and your mom very very much. To the moon and back." I assured him but, he didn't return anything else but a worrisome expression.

"Y-you left Momma and me."

I thought I would never experience this wrecking pain within my soul again. This feeling reminded me that I'm human.
I took the album from his lap and closed it. I placed it on the seat beside him and the knelt on both my knees. I embraced Nakaru and slid him off the couch and into my arms.

"How do I know that you're not going to leave again? Momma again?" He looked away.

"I'm sorry, I know that you won't forgive me for it but at least trust me that I will never leave again." I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine. The crystal blue, just like Nagisa however, the aloofness was similar to mine.

"Can I really?" He asked.

"If I break that promise you can hate me all you want." I stuck out my pinky for him.

He raised his fragile hands and led with the pinky finger and wrapped it around mine.

"B-but if I make you promise like this, that means you might leave again. If you tell Momma and me that it won't happen again then we'll believe you..." Nakaru started to cry innocently before me and I collapsed back on my rear to hold him.

"Shhhh, it's alright Naki. Don't cry, don't cry." I comforted him while patting his back. "You're a good boy for having a big heart. Papa is proud of you. Believe me, Papa won't go anywhere." I consoled my little boy.

Nakaru crying hurts me just as a much as when I see Nagisa cry. It takes me down and question what I've done to make them suffer. Nakaru is the essence of Nagisa and I, he's proof that our dreams became reality.

"Papa loves you Naki." I kissed the top of his head. He snuggled within my arms and gently wept.
Naki poked his head away from my chest and the look on his face seemed reassuring.

"I love you too Papa and I've missed you."
•••••
<Nagisa>
For some odd reason, I found myself alone in bed when I woke up. Um...where did the boys go? With the help from the wall, I leaned up against it to support my walking. I gradually crept to the living room to see Karma and Naki, within his arms dozing on the couch.

"Karma?" I whispered.

He didn't make a sound nor did Naki notice me. They were peacefully sleeping together and my heart fluttered from this blissful view. Better than any sun or moon I've seen.

I went back into the bed room and grabbed the covers so I could at least prevent them from catching colds.

To me, this was like a morning dose of dopamine. It was natural and I enjoyed this light feeling. This is my family. When I was younger, my world revolved science and creations. This is my world now, my beautiful child and my precious husband.

Well I guess it's time to make breakfast. I placed my hands on my hips and giggled to myself. I wonder what I should make? Plus, I have to make Naki's bento for school.
That reminds me! It will be Karma's first time dropping Naki off at preschool!

Myriads of first hand occasions ran through my mind. I'm looking forward to life ahead. I couldn't shake of the feeling of happiness.

"Eh? Nagisa is that you?"

Karma's voice brought me back and away from my thoughts as he rubbed his eyes. "What are you doing?"

"I should be asking you that question." I gleamed, "sleep well?" I asked.

Karma looked down and acknowledged that Naki was still within his arms. Karma smiled at me and opened his mouth to speak.

"Yes, the best sleep I've ever had since I came back."

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