Detective Conan/CSI short ficlet
I meant to post this weeks ago, but my Bleach WIP ate all the muses. So it's a bit delayed, but here you go.
Title: Two of a Kind
Author:
zangetsugirl
Rating: G
Word Count: 205
Notes: This is just an alternate take on the catchphrase theme in Drunken Deductions (bottom of the entry), that finds Shinichi on Grissom's turf, with bonus Hattori and Nick. It takes place before the other one and is a scene from the first case, where they met. (Unfortunately, I don't have anything but this one scene as of yet. Or fortunately, since another big chaptered fic just might break my brain right now and then where would we be?) The next thing I post won't be a third interpretation of this same theme, I promise. Enjoy!
Hattori Heiji looked over the evidence in satisfaction. It had all fallen together. The pieces clicked into place until all that was left was absolute certainty. He looked up to find Kudo staring at him with his "Are we deducting or are we deducting? Get a move on," look on his face.
Then he smirked and Hattori was rolling his eyes even before Kudo opened his mouth. He'd been so good lately, too. Though, really, murders did tend to bring out the catchphrase with astonishing predictability.
Five, four, three, two and...
"There is only one truth."
Right on cue.
"The evidence never lies."
Huh?
Gil Grissom smiled at Kudo Shinichi over the dead body. "Tweezers?" he offered, holding the small implements out to the Detective of the East.
"Thanks." Kudo took the tweezers, bared his teeth in his most savagely triumphant grin and led the way down the path to a murderer's guilt.
Hattori, meanwhile, was frozen in disbelief. They didn't...
Beside him, Nick Stokes completed the thought out loud in an incredulous voice. "They didn't just bond over catchphrases, did they?"
Hattori found his voice. "I'm repressing. There's no way I could deal with two of him."
"Amen to that."
Title: Two of a Kind
Author:
zangetsugirl
Rating: G
Word Count: 205
Notes: This is just an alternate take on the catchphrase theme in Drunken Deductions (bottom of the entry), that finds Shinichi on Grissom's turf, with bonus Hattori and Nick. It takes place before the other one and is a scene from the first case, where they met. (Unfortunately, I don't have anything but this one scene as of yet. Or fortunately, since another big chaptered fic just might break my brain right now and then where would we be?) The next thing I post won't be a third interpretation of this same theme, I promise. Enjoy!
Hattori Heiji looked over the evidence in satisfaction. It had all fallen together. The pieces clicked into place until all that was left was absolute certainty. He looked up to find Kudo staring at him with his "Are we deducting or are we deducting? Get a move on," look on his face.
Then he smirked and Hattori was rolling his eyes even before Kudo opened his mouth. He'd been so good lately, too. Though, really, murders did tend to bring out the catchphrase with astonishing predictability.
Five, four, three, two and...
"There is only one truth."
Right on cue.
"The evidence never lies."
Huh?
Gil Grissom smiled at Kudo Shinichi over the dead body. "Tweezers?" he offered, holding the small implements out to the Detective of the East.
"Thanks." Kudo took the tweezers, bared his teeth in his most savagely triumphant grin and led the way down the path to a murderer's guilt.
Hattori, meanwhile, was frozen in disbelief. They didn't...
Beside him, Nick Stokes completed the thought out loud in an incredulous voice. "They didn't just bond over catchphrases, did they?"
Hattori found his voice. "I'm repressing. There's no way I could deal with two of him."
"Amen to that."