This is a request from Girlie vibes. And I'll ask again, for Not me the series fans, should I write a fanfiction of how things were from Black's point of view?
Drop. Water. Street. Drop. Of. Water. On. Street. Drop. Drop. Drop. CRASH. BLOOD. FACE. BLOOD. SWEAT. FAST.
Ahhhh!!!! Way woke up drenched in sweat. He had the same nightmare again where he sees a boy he doesn't know die in a car crash on an empty and raining Street. It was an unusual dream, majorly because he was never in these dreams but it always scared and saddened him, like he failed to save someone he desperately needs to.
Way brushed these thoughts aside and dressed up for work. He owns a flower shop, being close to nature always makes Way feel at ease.
The thought of his re occurring dream kept creeping into his mind but he managed to brush it aside and focus on work.
One day, something eventful happened. As Way was getting his best flowers out, someone came to buy something. The stranger looked painfully familiar.
"Do you have white roses?"
"Yes. I do"
"Great. I'll take a bouquet of only white roses then"
Way was still trying to work out where he knew this stranger from while setting the bouquet.
"Here is your bouquet sir. If may ask sir, do I know you?"
"I don't think so. I'll be on my way then"
As their hands slightly brushed when Way gave the man the flowers, he saw a vision. He saw himself and this same man with their lips locked inside the ocean. He knew immediately who this was.
He was the man from his dreams.
Way was stunned. He thought the beautiful man he was doomed to never be able to save in his dream was just a work of his imagination, but he just saw and spoke to this same man. He decided to brush it aside as some crazy coincidence.
Few days later, Way had to deliver flowers to a wedding ceremony. When he got there, he met the same person. Way worked up the courage to speak to him.
"Hi. I'm Way, from the flower shop the other day"
"I remember you. The cute shop owner"
"Thanks. Your wedding looks really nice. Your wife is lucky"
"Wife? It's my brother's wedding. I'm gay"
"Ohhh. I guess I also like men"
"So......you wanna exchange contacts?"
"Sure"
They exchanged contacts and Way left
They started speaking regularly and enjoying each other's company. It wasn't long before Way asked Kenta out and he said yes.
Now officially dating they became closer than before, but there was still something bad happening. The nightmares.
Way's nightmares persisted. And they became even more real. He felt them more, and they now came every night.
He didn't know what to do so he didn't speak about it. Until one day when he went over to kenta's home. While they were making out, Way started getting flashes of his dream in daylight. He was seeing Kenta die again in the same place, the real feeling. Everything was back. Way was sweating and screaming. He couldn't hear Kenta's plea for him to calm down.
It took up to half an hour to calm Way down.
Way told Kenta about everything. Ken suggested they see a priest about it.
When they got there, the priest revealed something quite shocking to both of them. The truth of the matter is that, they are soulmates destined to meet over and over. The map of their destiny is for Way to always try to save Kenta and fail horribly. Theirs was a tragic love, doomed to destruction over and over.
The truth was devastating to both Way and Kenta. But they still have a single ray of hope. The priest said, this is the first of your reincarnation to remember past lives of others, so you can focus on that and create a path that defy's your destiny. Way was determined to create this path.
A/N: I'm so sorry for releasing my chapters so late, I'll try to be more punctual. Part 2 of the above story coming soon

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