Yup... this is the dream I dreamed after the "Flowers", but kinda didn't have time to finished it until this dream continued. So yea.

I... truthfully... I don't feel any comfortable to this one. Even this is truly an Afterdeath dream. Not really got any interested. But meh, whatever.

Also warning. This dream, or story, or... chapter, is VERY LONG. And I'm not gonna separate it into parts. Cause... I really don't like dreams being cutted off. I decided to make each chapter or story is a dream of mine. So yea.

WARNING again: Cursing, swearing, gore, blood scenes.

Italic: Chat texts and kinda like time skip.

Underline: My thoughts when I was dreaming.

Also, what's a vote in Wattpad?

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My eyes opened, full 2, and I was sleeping on a bed, again. But not all the bed are the same. The bed I was lying on, just only a blanket like Japanese people has, and another blanket was covering me. I slowly stood up, had a check where I was. A room. A very small one. Definetely to say it was a room of a small apartment. A small cupboard next to me, with a small table between bed and cupboard. And a small bed lamp on the table. That was it.

I also found a Nokia 'brick' phone on the table. I picked it up and examine it. There were notifications from the phone was ringing. I opened the message box and read.

*The falling for the dead*

"Hey kid. Finally done with your preparation for the date?"

Wait

What?

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Date??

Um

What the hell on earth is going on?

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Welp. Just gonna follow the flow of the dream, I guess.

I texted back

"What do you mean by "date?"

47 second later and a message replied back

"Don't acting innocently. It's our business, not yours. I'm fucking wasting my time to pick your ass up"

Wow. Really interested me. Which I throwed it aside.

I walked to the cupboard and opened it. There was a plain grey hoodie, the same color of the hoodie I've got in real life. Not the patterns. And a black simple dress long over knees a little. Its waist tied with red bow, 2 red pieces of cloth longer than the dress a bit. Is the dream want me to wear this?? Oh god...

I grabbed the clothes and changed. Well the dress was fit me. Really easy to move and comfortable. I wore the hoodie and went out, grab my phone along (I did draw how the dress was but unfortunately my phone doesn't let me to insert le drawing. I'll try to show your guys later).

When I walked downstair to the ground, I soon noticed a guy. His black hoodie covers all his face when look aside. He wore a long sport pants, and he was really giving me a cold shivers ran down my spine. Heh, I already knew who he was. Who else, but him, Reaper?

The strange thing, I should be surprised, or excited, when I saw him. Because... he'd existed in my dream. Mostly dreams, and mostly just by imagined. Maybe I'd read too much Afterdeath that I dreamed them. But this one... was different. I've never read any situation or moment in all of Afterdeath stuffs just like this one. Wierd...

Welp. Just gonna follow the flow of the dream, I guess. Part 2.

Reaper was holding a phone. No, an Iphone. The newest version. The dream told me. And it seemed like he was texting to someone.

Took a deep breath, but not letting him knew, I spoke, found my voice too emotionless, in the lying way.

- Hey.

He turned around and saw me. White pale skin, black hair with sprayed white, and the dull eyes looked at me coldly, yet warm somewhere inside. Trust me, I knew those lights were belonged to someone else.

He said with a boring, low voice:

- Can we go now?

Huh, knew it.

- Ahead - I said, summarized short. Too short. I'm not acting myself. Or am I? Am I a multi-personalities type?

He just let out a "hmph", deep voice. I followed him as he went to his motorcycle.

At this part I don't remember how I'd got to the park, just only what happened next.

The park was kinda big. Lots of trees and other plants were planted here. At the entrace, I noticed a guy. His hair were much white than Reaper, but still the same pale skin. He wore a white hoodie, drained with blood color paint. A plain black t-shirt and a black short. He seemed to looking at somewhere, his only eye that didn't bandaged, were staring far away.

Or, he just looking at that bird on the tree, I guess.

He soon saw us as we walked to him. No, not "us". The first thing he did was ran to Reaper, and their hand were holding together.

- What took you so long? I've been waiting for like 25 minutes!

- Sorry Geno - Reaper said, his voice had less coldness and filled with... warmness - Gotta pick this mortal up - Then he looked at me like I was the... criminal... ok, the eyes told me: "You're f*cking always messed up". Yea right. I'm so sorry that I'm the "useless mortal" to both of you. Thank goodness that I've got a habit is to avoid the eye-contact. That 'eyes told me' was an exception, when I want to understand someone. I've never eye-contact for more than 5 seconds.

Geno just glared at me slightly, then he turned to Reaper again:

- Shall we go now?

- Anytime, love~ - Reaper said in flirty voice

- Reaper please - Geno growled in annoyance, but a smile was replaced and somewhere, red blush crosed his face.

Then they went inside the park

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Um, hey? I'm sorry because this is your date and I'm nothing meaningful, but... What about me?

{time skip because le author was too lazy to write this part}

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So, sorry. That place wasn't a park. It's a zoo. A. Zoo. It's not like I didn't got any respect to them... But... seriously? The hell their ages was, again?

Alright, alright. Be respectful. Nothing is wrong here. Just a gay couple over the age of 16 and a kid followed them to the zoo. Thaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat's all.

But, then, I could understand why. It seems like Geno had never been to the zoo before. He kept pointing at those animals with his excitement in his eye to Reaper. While Reaper just chilled. I was just about to took a look when Reaper gave me a camera and said: "Here. This is already in the deal".

What deal?? Or am I using a person's body that Reaper has dealed with the owner of this body before??

My mind suddenly caught an image of something. Like a memory. About someone that my mind told, that's "me", and Reaper, dealed that he'll pay for "me" money if "I" took pictures of him and Geno. Well... it's possible that I'm only a soul but stole the body of this person, I think.

Really possible. I didn't even saw my face at the first place.

So.... that possible was a memory of this body, not me. I see.

And don't know if it's a fate or something. I do have photography talent. It's true in real life. But only the best if I took photos of nature. Let just say I have good-looking to took photos.

{Le time went on because the part me took photos of them wasn't exciting brought you to me in le dream when I losted them for 15 minutes because was watching those white storks and was about having a bad time with Reaper}

Finally.... after an hour Geno kept dragging Reaper to various cages of animal, and me have took a number of photos of them, they went to a canteen to rest. Reaper chose a table with 2 chairs, under a blue umbrella. Very clever..... Meh, I'm not important. But that was the last table that had an umbrella. Others were stolen by other people. This part, I have to say thanks to the dream because I have the hoodie. I covered my head with the head-hood part. And watched them. Geno was having a good time laughing. I could see his blush from 3 meters far away. And there goes the better comedian, Reaper. I'm sure that he was telling puns and jokes. Heh... cute moment. I snapped a photo. Not bad.

Then the waiter came asked them to order drinks. Also I did. Moments later and Reaper chose black coffee, Geno was the tomato juice, and I was a chocolate milk. I mean, they didn't serve ketchup and so he chose tomato juice? Wow. Alright then. Looking at them having a nice time together, my negative feelings started to fade away. Yes, I watched AfterDeath to make my depression gone. Wierd? Then shoo shoo— U don't under-sans how they have kept mah life—

I closed my eyes, falling under a deep dark and enjoy the breeze. But when I opened my eyes again, it was already sunset. And I was standing infront the apartment where I lived. Well, in this dream.

I noticed Geno was watching the sunset, telling the other half of his heart that he rarely see the sunset and this place was a perfect place to watch it. Heh, not until you stand at the highest place, like the top of the roof. While I was staring at Geno who is staring at the sun, Reaper snapped my thoughts off.

- Hey.

I turned around to see him. His expression wasn't so tense as he looked at me. Still what I could see in his eye, or what I could recieved, is coldness. He then gave me some money, ok no, about $200. I mean like what?? I looked at him with confusion. Those photos were really worth that much money??

- Take it. Those photos, I have to say, they're pretty good. So you deserve it.

Still... Reaper's a good guy. Yea he's cold with me... but he's fair. Yes, romantic, being the shelter, and fair. Of course, the first 2 is to Geno. But meh. A person that don't even care about theirself, like me, wouldn't even mind..... Back to the situation I was in.

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I think I've got enough.

- I don't need them anymore I think. - I said, pushing his hand which holding the money away.He looked at me confused. - Oh.... right. I've got enough money for this month. But next time, I'll take back.

Heh, he turned around and put back the money in his wallet. Always success when it came to lying, am I right? Reaper then walked to Geno, who was waiting, and he put a kiss on the red scarf guy's cheek. How cute... I felt myself flustered and my face heat up. Shiete, not now.

I turned back and closed my eyes....

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"You know it will alway useless, right?"

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"No matter what you'll do, they will soon forget you"

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"After all... you're still worthless~"

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- ...So?

I opened my eyes, hitting in my sight, a mirror. A large mirror. Everything around went dark. Only me, and the reflection.... me.

"Why even try?"

I asked.

"Give up"

I said.

"Suffering yourself with that thing"

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"That phobia, huh?"

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"How interesting"

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"Since when will you learn that truth?"

My voice became deep and scary, and glitched. My eyes started to turning black. Soon, they were only holes. A flow of red liquid run down. Then two. Then.... pouring all out the holes. My head bended down as I smiled creepily.

I remained silent.

My hand reached to me, to the mirror that blocked me and me. It slightly touched the surface of the mirror. Then.... it smashed the mirror. I yelled and screamed, smashing the mirror and trying to broke it. The mirror started to broke. Cracks and large pieces of it fell down. But none hit me. I kept screaming and breaking.

I slowly put my hands up, covering my ears. Closing my eyes. Kneed down. A liquid run down from my eyes. Whispered.

- It'll gone.... and came back...... always..

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Eh

I was lazy

And this dream was like 1 month ago

But whatever