Sequel to my story 'Nagisa snaps', (So you'll have to read that semi-crack fic and the epilogue if you want to understand this one). This is set almost three years after the incident. 'Nagisa snaps' takes place in December 2013 (or whatever year the manga is set) and this story starts July 2016.

July 20th.

Today was the day Nagisa turned 18. Unlike most teenagers who would be excited to become adults, he was dreading it. He wasn't expecting birthday present or a party like a normal kid, his 'birthday present' was being moved from a child psychiatric to an adult asylum.

Sure, the place he was now wasn't nice, but he had gotten used to it; The white walls and beds and the staff who were never kind nor cruel. He knew in an adult facility he would have less protection, he had heard horrible stories about what goes on there from the other inmates here.

But no matter what bad things happen to me, I deserve it after all I've done.

Nagisa reminded himself, as he did ever day that he had killed seven people and hurt countless more. He had damaged the people he cared most about.

That was almost three years ago, since then he had spent his life locked in a psychatric hospital. It wasn't so bad seeing the same four walls every day. Most of the time they drugged him so heavily that he couldn't even think straight, it was better that way though. Being alone with his thoughts was the worst thing. Because he couldn't forget the faces of the people he had hurt (Especially Karma).

He hadn't seen anybody from his old life since the incident. He didn't blame them, Even his father had never once visited. Nagisa had just been left locked up to waste away with his guilt. But on the day of his Birthday, Nagisa got an unexpected gift.

"Letter for you, patient 11." The Nurse said, handing him some paper. Nagisa looked up from the table he was sat at, shocked- he had never once gotten a letter. Was this some kind of joke? She handed him the thin white piece of paper, and despite the censor marks, he recognised the writing instantly.

Karma

Memories flooded Nagisa's mind, going the cinema with Karma in Hawaii, beating up the kidnappers with him in Kyoto, Karma's laugh, the look of trickery in his amber eyes (Karma's tear stained face as he carved his own name into his arm). With shaking hands Nagisa opened the letter.

Karma stared down at the glass of wine in his hands and took a long sip. It tasted cheap and sour but he didn't mind. Happy Birthday, Nagisa. He thought bitterly as he downed it. He wondered as he did everyday what him and Nagisa would be doing if the latter hadn't snapped and become a serial killer.

"You aren't old enough to be drinking!" Akari said, suddenly in his room, her golden eyes looked annoyed and sad at the same time, her hair was long black and glossy.

"And you don't have permission to be in my room." The red haired boy said, rolling his eyes at her. She looked very different now compared to the days when she was 'Kaede Kayano'.

"Your parents let me in." She said, sticking out her tongue. she sat down on the bed next to him, her face transforming from angry to sympathy. "Today's tough on you too, huh?"

Karma didn't reply at first and he didn't have to, him sitting alone drinking wine was indicator enough that he was feeling depressed. "I Just keep wondering what he's doing. It is his birthday. Is he locked away in some room somewhere?"

Akari poured herself a small glass of wine, then pulled out a stack of letters from behind her back. "Your parents told me to give you these- want me to chuck them?" She asked.

"Nah," Karma said, eyeing the letters warily. Ever since the Nagisa incident Karma and the other victims (but mostly Karma had been bombarded with letters). Most were sickeningly supportive, saying things like 'I know we've never met but I will always be here for you, you are such a brave inspiration to me'. That annoyed Karma, he hadn't done anything to be inspirational, all he had done was get kidnapped, he hadn't managed to save anyone, he just had bad shit happen to him.

Other people got sick thrills by sending threatening letters like 'I will finish what Nagisa-Samma started'. But it was all bullshit.

Since the new film about the Kunugigaoka slasher's coming out soon, the amount of letters had only increased.

"I wonder when this will end." Akari said, sipping her wine. Karma looked at her questioningly. "When will our life stop being about the slasher incident.. When will Nagisa's shadow stop looming over us?"

Karma shrugged- Part of him didn't want people to stop harassing him about the slasher incident though. It was a way to keep his connection to Nagisa. Nagisa terrified him, was still in his nightmares, but he didn't know what his life would be now without his influence. He was too caught up to escape, his heart was still tied to Nagisa's kitchen chair.

"I want to visit him, you know." The Red head said all of a sudden, Akari did a spit-take, and spat her wine back into her glass.

"Tell me you're joking!" The Raven haired cried. "Revisiting all that will only make it worse! You've only just started to get less obsessive about the incident."

"I've only gotten better at hiding it." Karma admitted, "I've tried pretending it didn't happen, it might of worked for you and the others but it isn't working for me. I don't think I can lay this to rest until I see him."

"Karma.." Akari sighed with a sad look in her eyes. Karma felt the scar on his arm tingle as he talked about Nagisa. He really wanted to run his hand along it and feel the familiar bumps and scar tissue. His connection to Nagisa.

"I will see him."

Just warning ahead of time, things are going to get bad for the characters, but maybe they'll have a happy ending, review if I should continue, tell me what you think.