Cold Case (Detective Conan, Shinichi-Heiji, #21)
Title: Cold Case
Author: Candyland
Fandom: Detective Conan
Friends: Kudo Shinichi/Edogawa Conan and Hattori Heiji
Theme: #21-common ground
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan-all the characters belong to Gosho Aoyama. I just kidnapped them and hid them in my closet to keep them safe from…I dunno, something awful, I’m sure. Don’t worry, I feed them. Sometimes.
Summary: Across the snowy slopes, they stared at each other.
It was snowing like crazy. And across the snowy slopes, the two teenagers stared at each other.
They had caught each other’s eye, and each immediately realized who the other was. After all, the weather was too bad for skiing, so who else would be out on the slopes at this time? Both were accompanied by a girl, seemingly their own age.
For a moment, the glares were speculative and suspicious. They were sizing each other up, taking each other’s measure on sight alone. If recent events in the lodge and over the phone were to be believed…they both aspired to be a detective, and were intellectual equals. And suffice to say that neither of them had met anyone their own age that they could call that. Not even close.
And slowly, the gazes changed from suspicion to identical smirks that spoke volumes of knowing. It was acknowledgement, as if to say, “You are my equal” without actually speaking a word. They had not met, per se, but they already knew they shared common ground.
The moment passed, and the darker-skinned boy continued on his way down the hill. He was carrying his female companion on his back; she wore only one shoe, which suggested that she had sustained a foot or leg injury that prevented her from walking herself.
The other stayed behind, standing in the snow with his own friend. As the two disappeared into the snow, the girl turned to the boy. “Shinichi? Who was that?”
Shinichi smirked and turned back to her. “I think I just made a new friend.” He didn’t know that guy’s name, but something told him that they would definitely cross paths again.
PS. This very short ficlet is inspired by volume 51, file 1. It’s the finale of a case set when Shinichi and Heiji were both in middle school and wound up solving the same case…via different means. They didn’t actually lay eyes on each other until the very end, which is the scene behind this ficlet.
Thanks for reading, all! Much love!
Author: Candyland
Fandom: Detective Conan
Friends: Kudo Shinichi/Edogawa Conan and Hattori Heiji
Theme: #21-common ground
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan-all the characters belong to Gosho Aoyama. I just kidnapped them and hid them in my closet to keep them safe from…I dunno, something awful, I’m sure. Don’t worry, I feed them. Sometimes.
Summary: Across the snowy slopes, they stared at each other.
It was snowing like crazy. And across the snowy slopes, the two teenagers stared at each other.
They had caught each other’s eye, and each immediately realized who the other was. After all, the weather was too bad for skiing, so who else would be out on the slopes at this time? Both were accompanied by a girl, seemingly their own age.
For a moment, the glares were speculative and suspicious. They were sizing each other up, taking each other’s measure on sight alone. If recent events in the lodge and over the phone were to be believed…they both aspired to be a detective, and were intellectual equals. And suffice to say that neither of them had met anyone their own age that they could call that. Not even close.
And slowly, the gazes changed from suspicion to identical smirks that spoke volumes of knowing. It was acknowledgement, as if to say, “You are my equal” without actually speaking a word. They had not met, per se, but they already knew they shared common ground.
The moment passed, and the darker-skinned boy continued on his way down the hill. He was carrying his female companion on his back; she wore only one shoe, which suggested that she had sustained a foot or leg injury that prevented her from walking herself.
The other stayed behind, standing in the snow with his own friend. As the two disappeared into the snow, the girl turned to the boy. “Shinichi? Who was that?”
Shinichi smirked and turned back to her. “I think I just made a new friend.” He didn’t know that guy’s name, but something told him that they would definitely cross paths again.
PS. This very short ficlet is inspired by volume 51, file 1. It’s the finale of a case set when Shinichi and Heiji were both in middle school and wound up solving the same case…via different means. They didn’t actually lay eyes on each other until the very end, which is the scene behind this ficlet.
Thanks for reading, all! Much love!