Until I Found Him (Book 1) || SHERLIAM || Reincarnation AU || BXB

Chapter 2: The Detective

"Sherlock!" John yelled at Sherlock who had not been moving for the past 2 hours. He was just sitting on a chair, staring into nothing.

"Sherlock, come on. You have a new client" John tapped on Sherlock's shoulder as Sherlock grumbled.

"Can you send that one away? My mind is all over the place right now" Sherlock replied hastily as John sighed.

John Wilson, also known as John H. Watson from his past life happened to also be his house mate in his life and he is very grateful for it. The truth is, Sherlock couldn't bare having to live with another person if it's not John and well.. one other man.

The man that had a mind of a genius, a criminal mastermind with glowy red eyes, silky blond hair, porcelain pale skin and a tiny waist that fits perfectly in his grip, his soulmate—no. The word soulmate cannot describe the relationship he had with that man.

It was much more. He had never craved a person so much. He is determined to find him again in this lifetime, no matter how long. Fuck—He would even fly all across the world to find that person.

William James Moriarty. The name of his beloved.

"Sherlock, I will send him off but this is the fifth person you had denied right now, I will talk to you about it after I told the man" John sighed as he walked out of the room.

Sherlock dropped his hand backwards as he groaned loudly. "John, can you bring me a glass of water? Thanks" Sherlock yelled as he sat up.

In this life, he also doesn't have any interest in women as well, well he isn't interested in anyone romantically other than William James Moriarty himself. In fact, he had gotten a tattoo with the initials "WJM" on his wrist.

A few minutes later, John came back into Sherlock's room as he handed the glass to Sherlock and sat down on the chair next to him.

"Sherlock what's on your mind?" Sherlock turned to look at John as he sighed. Sherlock had told John everything and it was a lot to take in. John didn't believe him at first and thought it was crazy until he had a dream about it. "It has been 24 years John! I still can't find him" John nodded in understanding as he pulled out his phone.

"John, what are you doing?" "Checking emails" Sherlock was visibly confused as he peered over to look at the screen. Sherlock had begged John to handle his email because is his hectic schedule.

"I saw an email from a science fair management team, apparently it is the biggest science fair ever held and they are asking you to be the special guest. I haven't reply to them yet" Sherlock raised an eyebrow. "And?" "I swear, your smart brain suddenly became dead when we are talking about that man" Sherlock frowned as he waited for an explanation.

"Well, apparently it is held next to a university so.. what I'm thinking is that maybe that William you have been telling me for 4 years or my life could be there. Who knows! It is a pretty big science fair and a lot of people are coming"

Truthfully Sherlock hates huge crowds and hate socializing with other people but the offer sounds tempting. It will only be for a few hours right? And I could potentially bring back a certain blond in my life.

Sherlock looked at John with a playful smile on his face. "Accept the offer. Now, hurry!" John scoffed at the sudden eagerness as he typed a reply.

"So when is the science fair?" "This Sunday" So it's the day after tomorrow. Good, I can wait for another day.

Sherlock groaned as he stood up from the chair and began pacing around the room. "Ugh—I can't be patient!" Sherlock yelled as John stared at him.

"Sherlock, come on. It's just 2 days from now" "yeah—well why don't they moved the fair to tomorrow!" John slightly laughed at his friend's behavior as he stood up.

"Do whatever you want to do to make you feel better just don't destroy the house! I'm going to meet my girlfriend" Sherlock scoffed as he waved goodbye to John.

"Of course you are, ever since your past life you are the one who is committed in a relationship" John smiled as he closed the door to Sherlock's room and soon the sound of the front door closing could be heard.

I should go get myself a coffee. Sherlock decided as he retrieve his phone from the charging cable and went out of his room, putting on his coat and shoes.

London is approaching the season of fall, it was getting chilly. A hot coffee should be nice. As Sherlock was walking along the sidewalk of London, he came across a café that looked very welcoming and so he decided to walk to it.

The bell rang, a not so loud 'ding' could be heard when Sherlock opened the door. He walked up to the counter, his eyes still fixated on his phone.

"Welcome to the Moriarty's Cafe, what can I do for you?"