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Player: kinzficz
Subject: Conan/Shinichi, A bit of everyone's favorite British Detective (Hakuba) ...used with permission, of course :D
Table: A
Prompt: 19-Lost
Shinichi couldn’t remember a time where his heart felt heavier then it did now. It usually felt like someone had dropped a large weight on it when he had to watch Ran worry over him and cry.
And now it felt as though someone had managed to fit the universe in his small chest and set on top his heart. He could feel it sinking the more he thought about how hard it was going to be to not talk to Ran for over a week.
He slouched slightly in his seat, watching as Hakuba worked on his android thing. Shinichi didn’t much care about the whole idea but he knew he didn’t have a choice. He couldn’t help but feel annoyed no one was going to just let him handle this.
Instead of letting the org live in fear of Kudo Shinichi they were going to them the satisfaction that the great detective of the east was dead. He supposed building up their ego would cause a harder fall, but still… he didn’t even want to think about how Ran would take this. He didn’t want to think about not being able to call her once in a while to let her know he was okay.
Despite the mixture annoyance and sadness he felt a tiny bit of gratitude. Despite that this was his fault Kid and Hakuba were working fast to protect him. It wasn’t that he thought that they wouldn’t help him, it was just unexpected.
He thought briefly of Hattori, maybe he hadn’t expected them to help him. It sure felt like Hattori had turned his back on him, maybe he was just waiting for Kid and Hakuba to do the same. But they hadn’t. Hakuba had become a friend of sorts in such a short amount of time and Kid was fast becoming a close friend…. And Heiji just stayed where he was, slowly being replaced.
He’d never felt so lost before in his life, even after he’d first shrunk, It didn’t compare to this. He was losing his best friend and he couldn’t ever talk to Ran as Shinichi ever again… or maybe he could. He looked lazily at his laptop and then quickly pushed the thought aside, slouching a little more before curling up in an attempt to take a short nap.
The blonde detective looked up from his work to see the now sleeping detective and noted how much of child Conan appeared to be. Both physically and mentally.
Subject: Conan/Shinichi, A bit of everyone's favorite British Detective (Hakuba) ...used with permission, of course :D
Table: A
Prompt: 19-Lost
Shinichi couldn’t remember a time where his heart felt heavier then it did now. It usually felt like someone had dropped a large weight on it when he had to watch Ran worry over him and cry.
And now it felt as though someone had managed to fit the universe in his small chest and set on top his heart. He could feel it sinking the more he thought about how hard it was going to be to not talk to Ran for over a week.
He slouched slightly in his seat, watching as Hakuba worked on his android thing. Shinichi didn’t much care about the whole idea but he knew he didn’t have a choice. He couldn’t help but feel annoyed no one was going to just let him handle this.
Instead of letting the org live in fear of Kudo Shinichi they were going to them the satisfaction that the great detective of the east was dead. He supposed building up their ego would cause a harder fall, but still… he didn’t even want to think about how Ran would take this. He didn’t want to think about not being able to call her once in a while to let her know he was okay.
Despite the mixture annoyance and sadness he felt a tiny bit of gratitude. Despite that this was his fault Kid and Hakuba were working fast to protect him. It wasn’t that he thought that they wouldn’t help him, it was just unexpected.
He thought briefly of Hattori, maybe he hadn’t expected them to help him. It sure felt like Hattori had turned his back on him, maybe he was just waiting for Kid and Hakuba to do the same. But they hadn’t. Hakuba had become a friend of sorts in such a short amount of time and Kid was fast becoming a close friend…. And Heiji just stayed where he was, slowly being replaced.
He’d never felt so lost before in his life, even after he’d first shrunk, It didn’t compare to this. He was losing his best friend and he couldn’t ever talk to Ran as Shinichi ever again… or maybe he could. He looked lazily at his laptop and then quickly pushed the thought aside, slouching a little more before curling up in an attempt to take a short nap.
The blonde detective looked up from his work to see the now sleeping detective and noted how much of child Conan appeared to be. Both physically and mentally.