My name is Nakamura Yuu and I died. Twice actually

The first time I died was nothing but an unfortunate event. I was at the wrong place at the wrong time but who could blame me really? Life is full of unexpected things and those things just happened to be a bunch of gun shot holes to the stomach after I accidentally walked in on a mugging in progress

My first instinct was to run which I did but running doesn't really do much when someone has a gun.

I felt each and every of the six bullets he shot at me. I crumpled to the ground like a rag doll. I couldn't move nor feel anything. I felt my eyes grow heavy as the pain slowly turned into a numb feeling.

I heard faint but fast footsteps get further away from me. From my guess that was the guy running away from the scene.

I could see the dark red that slowly pulled underneath my dying body. I knew I was going to die and a part of me accepted that with open arms.

As I awaited the cold and dark embrace of death (I always imagined death would be like that but don't we all?) but as I was about to sink under, I felt a warm tug from deep within me and no it wasn't the bullet holes. Those felt worse. This was just warm. The type of warm you'd feel when a love one would embrace you or something . I would've thought of a better way to describe it but I already felt too weak then at my final moments of consciousness, I saw a bright light then darkness followed

I was never a pure honest to God person. I didn't go to church daily like I'm supposed to, I lie a lot (for the good) and I'm lesbian. Like, I like girls and from what I know, the big man upstairs didn't really favor those who do not like the opposite sex

Anyway, being the sinful person I am (am I really even considered a sinful person?) I expected to my next moment of consciousness was while my soul was burning in the fiery pits of hell just like the bible said but no. It wasn't the case

I woke up in an alley very much like the one I died in but the thing was,this alley looked different. Its still as unsanitary as any other alley but I could tell for certain that this was a different place

The new environment wasn't even the strangest part. As far as I know, I was bleeding out after getting shot multiple times but I was fine. I didn't have bullet holes on my stomach and I wasn't bleeding out on the pool of my own blood. It was as if nothing even happened to me.

I would've chalked what happened to me as some freak sleepwalking incident while I was dreaming if it wasn't for my ruined clothes. My shirt had holes on them right where I vaguely remember feeling the gun shots were. My shirt and pants were also stained with dried blood

My clothes were enough to convince me that me dying wasn't a dream so the question is, how the hell am I alive? And where the hell was I?

A/n: And that is a wrap! This is the first installment of my HSDXD fanfic. This will be a yuri fanfic and its not your cup of tea then you might want to step out.

Forgive me for the errors cause this is the first time I'm writing something and it's a learning progress

Anyway, this is not in any means a self insert story. Its more like a parallel universe accidental travel thing. I can't really explain it properly now but more will be explained in the future

Anyway, thanks for giving this a read and if its possible, please leave a review

nolifepotato out~