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New York flashback:
"You have to tell me where we're going." She told him over the phone.
"No no no, Dixella, that'll ruin the surprise." Kai said back as he made his way to her apartment.
"I hate surprises."
"You have to wear the bracelet I gave you. Although I know you already had it on."
"Shut up Kai."
He snickered slightly. "You aren't the least bit excited?"
"Nope. I'm terrified."
"Aww dont worry. I am not going to kill you."
She laughed sarcastically and Kai walked up to her front door. It was locked so he unlocked it using his magic and walked inside her house.
He heard her coming down the stairs and he stepped into her living room.
"Well well well. Dixella I'm going to have to stop calling you that and start calling you Blue." He smiled once he saw her in her blue bra and black leggings.
"What the hell Kai?!" She screamed as she saw him. "Why are you in my house?"
"Your front door was open." He said innocently. He noticed the scar on her stomach that was older than the gunshot wound on her shoulder and frowned a little.
"No it wasn't." She used the blue sweater dress to cover herself up as she walked to the door. "Oh. Okay maybe it was open. But you have no right. I should arrest you right now for breaking and entering."
"I didn't break anything."
"Besides a law."
"I like your dress Blue, very sexy." He complimented as he picked up a fake apple on a countertop.
"Thanks." She smiled knowing he'd bite into it.
"Why the hell do you have a fake apple on here?" He asked as he spit out the fake bite into the trash.
"For idiots who think it's real. Because this is great." She said laughing.
"You're making me regret all the hard work I put into the best date ever." He said even though he used magic for all of it.
"Hmm, well we could always cancel."
"I actually think you're really going to like this one. Be careful Blue you might fall in love with me."
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💠 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 💠 | 𝘒𝘢𝘪 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳 au
Fanfiction'𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘀𝗼 𝗳𝗮𝗿 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂' **** In which Kai Parker suffers the loss of a person for the first time **** '𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲...