[Detective Conan] Waiting to Fall
title: Waiting to Fall
author: Icka! M. Chif
word count: 950 words
warnings: bit o' dark, bit o' pyscho-babble, bit o' shivers up your spine
disclaimer: gosho gosho he's our man! for death and murder like no one can!
author notes: For aishuu, for the discussion we had this afternoon. ... I guess the plunnies were biting after all.... huh.
Summary: There's a number of reasons why Haibara Ai watches Kudo Shin'ichi
Un-beta'd like whoa.
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Haibara Ai constantly watches Kudo Shin'ichi.
There's a number of reasons why she does this. He's her ally, her protector, her trouble barometer, he might even be her friend. And if she's being bluntly honest, he's not bad to look at, at either age six or sixteen. Not that she cared about that part.
No, the part that she cared about was the fact that out of all the people she knows, Kudo Shin'ichi, or Edogawa Conan, is the most dangerous.
And the ironic twist is that he doesn't even realise it. Of course, that was part of what made him dangerous, he doesn't think he is, so no one else realises it either. One doesn't have to be six feet tall, dressed in black and carrying more weaponry than a small army needs to be dangerous.
No, it would take one simple, one very tiny, one very obvious thing to set him off. Everyone has a trigger, sometimes multiple triggers that if you hit, they explode. And all one has to do is just observe Kudo for a day to figure out his.
Break. His. Heart.
It's both harder and easier than it sounds, because his heart has belonged to one Mouri Ran since before he was old enough to realise that he had a heart to give to someone.
Human lives are so very fragile. A change in environment, chemistry, physiology or sometimes even psychology and they start dropping dead all over the place. And Kudo knows this better than anyone. After all, it's his job as a detective to know all the tricks of the trade.
It's like watching rows of dominoes being set up, all intertwined with each other, the patterns complex and strange to those who haven't been watching them be set up.
One domino falls, Ran, which sets off both her father and Kudo. Better yet if it was because of something Mouri or didn't do. Mouri drinks. Mouri drinks lots. He drinks when he's happy, he drinks when he's not and he drinks lots when he's -really- not. It would be so easy to accidentally switch his usual painkillers for something like tylenol.
And no one would ever suspect poor innocent looking Edogawa Conan. After all, it was probably Mouri's own fault for being too drunk to notice. Terribly bad that no one noticed it until Mouri had to go into hospital in search of a liver transplant or worse because of all the strain he'd put on it.
Three grams is the difference between pain-reliever and deadly dosage.
Or maybe something else entirely. Mouri might still have his old police weapon. Or choke on a Mah-jong piece. Or fall down the stairs. The possibilities are endless.
Either Hattori Heiji, the Teenage Detective of the West or Agasa-hakase would be the next, they knew too many secrets. Hattori would probably take a little longer to fall, he was brilliant, the closest to Kudo's own brainpower. But it was the difference between a tenth of a second that made the difference between first and second place. Agasa dealt with hazardous materials all the time, the neighbours were quite used to the frequent explosions coming from his house. It would be too much of a shame if one was just a tiny bit stronger than anticipated.
And then Megure and his officers would be the next in line in the cascade. And their superiors as well. They wouldn't have to die, just fall, trip the next one, like a Goldberg Machine.
A few farther down the line and the Kaitou Kid might even become involved, Hakuba Saguru and Nakamori-keibu's dominoes falling along with the thief's.
And the dominoes would continue to fall, forming complex patterns until Kudo's fire died down, until the focus of his ire, the entire mysterious black organisation had fallen as well. A silver bullet, it's trajectory impossible to trace until it struck at the heart of its target.
She'd like to think that the Shonen Tantei would be free of the cascade of effects, but in the darkest parts of her mind, she's not sure.
The only thing that really prevents the disaster she can see brewing in the horizon is the fact that Kudo is a Detective. This is something he believes in, that separates him from from those he catches, from those who commit those senseless acts of murder. He has to believe in it, otherwise it would be all to easy to slip and fall.
He's already starting to slip. Just little bits, barely noticeable in the big picture. The lying, both the small ones and the big bold-faced ones, trespassing, blatant disregard for traffic laws, the list is constantly growing. Oh, he has his reasons for them of course, but so do the people he's trying to stop. Some of the murders he's solved is because of people doing what they thought were the right thing.
People do so love to watch their heroes fall. The brightest light made for the darkest dark and no one burned so brightly as they did as while they did when they fell.
And so she watches him, watches him to warn her for signs of danger approaching, lets him pretend that he's being her shield like he desperately wants to believe that he is, and she plays the role of confidant. And she does what she can to protect Mouri Ran, who reminds her so much of Akemi, not only for his sake but for hers.
She likes the life that she has here, but still, she cannot help but to notice the patterns, make plans for her escape and wait for it all to cascade down.
-fin-
author: Icka! M. Chif
word count: 950 words
warnings: bit o' dark, bit o' pyscho-babble, bit o' shivers up your spine
disclaimer: gosho gosho he's our man! for death and murder like no one can!
author notes: For aishuu, for the discussion we had this afternoon. ... I guess the plunnies were biting after all.... huh.
Summary: There's a number of reasons why Haibara Ai watches Kudo Shin'ichi
Un-beta'd like whoa.
+++
Haibara Ai constantly watches Kudo Shin'ichi.
There's a number of reasons why she does this. He's her ally, her protector, her trouble barometer, he might even be her friend. And if she's being bluntly honest, he's not bad to look at, at either age six or sixteen. Not that she cared about that part.
No, the part that she cared about was the fact that out of all the people she knows, Kudo Shin'ichi, or Edogawa Conan, is the most dangerous.
And the ironic twist is that he doesn't even realise it. Of course, that was part of what made him dangerous, he doesn't think he is, so no one else realises it either. One doesn't have to be six feet tall, dressed in black and carrying more weaponry than a small army needs to be dangerous.
No, it would take one simple, one very tiny, one very obvious thing to set him off. Everyone has a trigger, sometimes multiple triggers that if you hit, they explode. And all one has to do is just observe Kudo for a day to figure out his.
Break. His. Heart.
It's both harder and easier than it sounds, because his heart has belonged to one Mouri Ran since before he was old enough to realise that he had a heart to give to someone.
Human lives are so very fragile. A change in environment, chemistry, physiology or sometimes even psychology and they start dropping dead all over the place. And Kudo knows this better than anyone. After all, it's his job as a detective to know all the tricks of the trade.
It's like watching rows of dominoes being set up, all intertwined with each other, the patterns complex and strange to those who haven't been watching them be set up.
One domino falls, Ran, which sets off both her father and Kudo. Better yet if it was because of something Mouri or didn't do. Mouri drinks. Mouri drinks lots. He drinks when he's happy, he drinks when he's not and he drinks lots when he's -really- not. It would be so easy to accidentally switch his usual painkillers for something like tylenol.
And no one would ever suspect poor innocent looking Edogawa Conan. After all, it was probably Mouri's own fault for being too drunk to notice. Terribly bad that no one noticed it until Mouri had to go into hospital in search of a liver transplant or worse because of all the strain he'd put on it.
Three grams is the difference between pain-reliever and deadly dosage.
Or maybe something else entirely. Mouri might still have his old police weapon. Or choke on a Mah-jong piece. Or fall down the stairs. The possibilities are endless.
Either Hattori Heiji, the Teenage Detective of the West or Agasa-hakase would be the next, they knew too many secrets. Hattori would probably take a little longer to fall, he was brilliant, the closest to Kudo's own brainpower. But it was the difference between a tenth of a second that made the difference between first and second place. Agasa dealt with hazardous materials all the time, the neighbours were quite used to the frequent explosions coming from his house. It would be too much of a shame if one was just a tiny bit stronger than anticipated.
And then Megure and his officers would be the next in line in the cascade. And their superiors as well. They wouldn't have to die, just fall, trip the next one, like a Goldberg Machine.
A few farther down the line and the Kaitou Kid might even become involved, Hakuba Saguru and Nakamori-keibu's dominoes falling along with the thief's.
And the dominoes would continue to fall, forming complex patterns until Kudo's fire died down, until the focus of his ire, the entire mysterious black organisation had fallen as well. A silver bullet, it's trajectory impossible to trace until it struck at the heart of its target.
She'd like to think that the Shonen Tantei would be free of the cascade of effects, but in the darkest parts of her mind, she's not sure.
The only thing that really prevents the disaster she can see brewing in the horizon is the fact that Kudo is a Detective. This is something he believes in, that separates him from from those he catches, from those who commit those senseless acts of murder. He has to believe in it, otherwise it would be all to easy to slip and fall.
He's already starting to slip. Just little bits, barely noticeable in the big picture. The lying, both the small ones and the big bold-faced ones, trespassing, blatant disregard for traffic laws, the list is constantly growing. Oh, he has his reasons for them of course, but so do the people he's trying to stop. Some of the murders he's solved is because of people doing what they thought were the right thing.
People do so love to watch their heroes fall. The brightest light made for the darkest dark and no one burned so brightly as they did as while they did when they fell.
And so she watches him, watches him to warn her for signs of danger approaching, lets him pretend that he's being her shield like he desperately wants to believe that he is, and she plays the role of confidant. And she does what she can to protect Mouri Ran, who reminds her so much of Akemi, not only for his sake but for hers.
She likes the life that she has here, but still, she cannot help but to notice the patterns, make plans for her escape and wait for it all to cascade down.
-fin-