Karma: After Story

Resolution Time

"Um, K-Karma-kun... I think Asano-kun might be right."

Karma almost did a spit take after hearing that over the phone, he had already decided he was going to see Nagisa – but he'd hate to ever admit Asano was right. He had decided to talk to Okuda after the whole fiasco, seeing Asano talking to Nagisa of all people. Okuda had always been supportive of Karma's feelings for Nagisa and he usually went to her when he wanted to talk about his... problems.

"I- I just think it's important for you two to communicate... Nagisa-kun was hurt by what you did to him three years ago."

"I didn't know he was so upset over it." Karma was an idiot. At the time, he could only think about how scared he was of Nagisa's bloodlust when he had caught him off guard. Running away was the only way he knew how to deal with it, he didn't have anyone to talk to about his fear, Nagisa was his only friend back then and he messed it up.

"W-Well, it's not too late to make it up to him, is it?" Okuda said softly, "that's why I think it's important for you two to talk."

"Yeah," Karma agreed, "I'll do that, thanks."

By the time Karma had put down his phone, he had reached Nagisa's front door. Preparing himself, he breathed in and gave the door a hard knock – it didn't take long for said boy to open it.

-=+=-

"K-Karma..." Nagisa stared up at his best friend. He hadn't expected him to suddenly visit him so soon – since their last interaction didn't go too well. Was this what Asano meant?

"Nagisa, I'm sorry for getting mad at you."

"W-Wait! Come in first," Nagisa grabbed Karma by his wrist and pulled him in.

"Your mum's not here?" Karma looked around.

"She's at work." Nagisa avoided eye contact with him. They stood in the middle of Nagisa's living room.

"You're not mad?"

"I'm... I shouldn't have yelled at you like that," Nagisa looked down at his feet, "I'm sorry."

Karma swallowed before saying, "I should be the one who's sorry, I didn't realise that what I did back in junior high upset you so much."

"That doesn't mean what I did was any better! I thought you were tired of sharing the stage with me back then – you were smart, capable, strong, fearless, all the things that I wasn't. I really admired that part of you," Nagisa felt his cheeks heat up. He noticed Karma's were turning slightly pink too.

"That... wasn't the reason why I stopped hanging out with you, I'd never love for anything more than to share the stage with you," he flushed while scratching the back of his neck.

"Then what was?"

Karma turned away before saying, "you called me fearless. That's not true. The reason I stopped hanging out with you is because," Karma gulped, "I was scared."

"Wh-What!?"

"Remember that day, back in our first year of junior high, where we went to get WcDonald's and I couldn't find you?"

Nagisa raised an eyebrow in response.

"You caught me off guard when you got my attention. I felt your bloodlust."

"When I poked you?"

Karma sheepishly replied, "Yeah, it's pathetic, I'll admit. I didn't know what to do, I just didn't know how to deal with being scared of someone I thought I could trust – I knew that you could kill me in my sleep if you wanted to and I wouldn't even have noticed. You were the first friend I ever got close to. I know I probably should've just talked to you about it but... I was just- I was being stupid. I'm sorry."