Chapter 6

Nagisa was by a man with light blue hair with blue eyes, a smile wrinkling the corners of his lips. The young boy gave a toothy smile back.

"Okay, Nagisa, today you're going to learn how to ride a bike." Nagisa frowned. "But I'm scared, daddy."

Nagisa's father didn't look surprised, instead, he gave him a bigger smile. "I know, but don't let it scare you! One day, you'll go up to this bike and you'll say, I'm not scared of you! Plus, you won't know until you try. I'm going to help you learn, so pay attention! Your daddy may not know how to do many things, but if it's riding a bike, I know what to do!" Nagisa stared at his dad in awe.

"Okay! Let's do it!"

"That's the spirit, champ!"

His father instructed him on what to do, and Nagisa nodded determinedly. He followed his orders and climbed onto the bike, putting one foot on one pedal and the other one on the other.

His father gripped his shoulders as he slowly urged him to start pedaling. Nagisa laughed as he felt the wind brush his face, but too soon, he felt his father let go. He panicked and slipped.

"Ahh!" He crashed to the ground, getting a few scratches on his knees.

His dad ran up to him, carefully lifting up the hurt boy and ran back home.

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"Daddy, is mommy mad?" Nagisa said as his father came out of the kitchen. He looked stressed, but at the sight of his son, he smiled. "No, mommy's not mad."

"But I heard yelling."

His dad put his finger to his lips and smirked. "Shh. It's our little secret."

Nagisa copied his father, giggling.

"Well, tomorrow we'll try again with the bike, how 'bout it?"

Nagisa nodded, yawning. "I'm sleepy, good night, daddy."

"Bye."

Nagisa slept like a baby through the night. It wasn't until morning he finally registered what his father said.

He didn't say good night, instead he said bye.

Nagisa never saw his father again after that day. And worse...

Nagisa never learned how to ride a bike.

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The blunette was jolted awake. He sat up in a snap, feeling the cold sweat stick to his face. He was panting, and his body trembled in fear. What was that? A dream? A nightmare?

Nagisa felt a presence by him, and turned to see a mop of red hair stir. He felt a grip in his stomach before relaxing. Its just Karma.

Karma rubbed sleep from his eyes and sat up with Nagisa. It took him a few second to realize his bed partners state.

"Are you alright?"

Nagisa gave him a fake smile and nodded. Karma knew better than that.

"Holy shit, you're shaking."

Nagisa gave a harsh laugh. "I'm just cold, I'm fine." Karma narrowed his eyes.

"You're lying."

The smaller boy stared at the red head, a look of anger and hurt in his eyes. Nagisa grew guilty immediately. What was he doing? It was just a dream, and he managed to make Karma upset.

"I'm sorry." Nagisa turned away from the taller boy, a look of sadness as he remembered the dream. He never really thought of his father. He always imagined that his father was hard working or was playing a long game of hide and seek. A very long game.

Karma's eyes softened as he saw the blunettes eyes. "Do you want to talk about it?" He pushed gently. Nagisa sort of sat there, his body still shaking.

"I'm going to make tea. We can discuss it over if you want?"

Nagisa looked up to see a shirtless Karma walk out. Nagisa grabbed tufts of his hair, letting the 2 ribbons loosen. His hair fell to his shoulders, covering his exposed neck and some of his back.

"Never cut your hair!" Nagisa could hear his mother screech through his skull. He flinched.

Sooner or later, Nagisa got up and pulled on the black v-neck he discarded when he was getting ready for bed.

He rounded the corner of the bedroom and sauntered his way to the kitchen where he saw Karma's shirtless back, flexing as he poured the tea. Nagisa almost drooled. He stared at his back. I wonder what it feels like. Nagisa scowled. This wasn't the time to become perverted.

Karma came up to him and gave him his mug. Nagisa nodded in thanks and drank some of the warm liquid, causing his muscles to release their stiff posture.

They sat on the couch, silence eating up the blunette. Nagisa put down his mug on the table.

"I had remembered something," the blunette started, staring anywhere else but the red head. "I had a dream where I remember my dad. He was teaching me how to ride a bike. I fell down, and he ran back inside to treat to me. I don't remember what happened next exactly, but I remember walking out of my bedroom and hearing my mother scream at my father. My father came out and talked to me. I said... I-I," he crumpled. His sadness showed through, and he started trembling again. His eyes puffed, but he blinked away any water coming through.

"I said good night. He said, bye. I-I didn't really understand why he said b-bye, but when I w-woke up the ne-next morning, he l-l-left. I don't know h-how to r-ride a bike," Nagisa cried. He sobbed as the tears flowed freely. Karma hugged him tightly, letting the blunette cry his eyes out. Once he settled down, he pushed Karma away lightly, smiling a little. "Thank you."

Karma gave him a soft smile. "Anytime." There was an immediate awkward silence that followed.

"So, you don't know how to ride a bike?" Karma joked weakly. Nagisa chuckled, shaking his head. "Its embarrassing, isn't it?" He blushed as he felt Karma grab his chin. Karma let the smaller boys eyes bore his. "Its not your fault."

Nagisa nodded, feeling defeated. In a split second, the red head stared to lean forward. Nagisa was a bit taken aback. What is he doing? Wait, what's he gonna do? Kiss me? Hug me? Throw me to our bedroom? Wait, did I just say OUR? Hello, earth to Nagisa. Is you dead, I repeat, is you dead? But my breath smells bad, well, sorta. 'Cause I had the tea, and it sorta filtered it out but I mean, wait what if he just wants to lean on me? Pffft, and here I thought he was gonna kiss me.

Karma still tilted his body towards Nagisa, his eyes void of emotion. Nagisa was used to this face. This was the face Karma plastered on ever since they stopped being best friends. He could no longer tell his emotions, like he tucked them in in the back of his brain. Nagisa panicked. He couldn't read what Karma wanted.

"Nagisa..." Karma whispered as he stared at the blunettes pink lips. YEP, HE WANTS TO KISS ME. ABORT, NAGISA, ABORT. YOU'RE BREATH PROBABLY STINKS. YOU DON'T WANT YOUR FIRST KISS TO BE BAD. Did Nagisa want to kiss Karma? Of course, but he didn't want it to be like this.

Nagisa licked his lips anxiously, waiting until he felt something. It wasn't until they heard an alarm go off. Nagisa jumped as he saw the red head pounced away like he just stepped in lava. He silently thanked the gods for they're sign, if not he would be lip locking Karma who would soon be disgusted and never kiss him again.

Karma cursed and walked to his room, turning his alarm clock off. Nagisa stood frozen. Wait, he wants to kiss me? Like as in not in the heat of the moment, kiss me?

Nagisa had a small smile on his lips, and quickly passed Karma in the bedroom to go brush his teeth. He took a warm shower and got dressed in more baggy clothes. He would have to tell Karma that he either had to sneak into his house and get his clothes or they were going to have to buy some. He would think that Karma would choose the latter.

He walked out of the bathroom and grabbed the 2 ribbons he took off. He tied his hair back and sighed.

What do you think if me now, dad?

He met up with the red head in the kitchen. The only difference was he had a shirt on, to Nagisa's disappointment. He clambered on and waited for his meal, a gloomy expression on his face.

"So, tell me what happens at the assembly tomorrow." Nagisa nodded to Karma. It was normal for him to skip. The taller boy wasn't one for group activities, he would usually keep to himself for most of the time.

Nagisa almost forgot about the assembly. They usually do one every other Friday, not on Mondays.

"Oh yeah, Karma-kun. I need clothes."

Karma stared at Nagisa. "But you look good in my clothes." Nagisa blushed. "Yeah, but their a size too big. Let's go shopping."

After finishing the last scraps on their plates, Nagisa dragged a pouting Karma out of his house.