I'm not dead! .... At least, for now....
Um, yeah. I really need to get off my lazy ass and start writing again. So, here's a little piece of Detective Conan fanfiction to see how rusty I am...
Written because my brain is retarded, and I can't seem to write more than a few hundred words at a time. At least, about the things I had originally set out to write. Plus, I’m too lazy to come up with a thoroughly detailed background and explanation, so I apologize about the abrupt ending.
Simply Not Logical
He hated that smile -- the cat-that-ate-the-canary, Cheshire-like smirk that seemed almost inhuman in the way that it should have, by all means, been impossible to pull off by any normal human being.
But, of course, Kaitou Kid was anything but "normal".
Even so, that didn't stop him from chasing the international thief halfway across the country and, in some cases, outside of Japan... which led to their current situation.
Somewhere along the course of their little trip on behalf of Hakuba's (via Hattori) invitation, "Edogawa Conan" had gotten separated from his guardians after their third (or was it fourth?) murder case in - of all places - the western part of Europe.
One thing led to another and before he knew it, he was chasing Kaitou Kid on his trusty solar-powered skateboard down the grassy meadows of... Scotland?
'And here I thought that these sort of coincidences were only supposed to happen in BeikaCity...' (1)
After a fruitless hour or two of attempts at out-maneuvering each other, the sun had gone down, leaving the skateboard without a source of propulsion. The shrunken detective was displeased to note that Kid was hovering slightly overhead as if to taunt the fact that (after having used the only sleep-dart in his watch) the thief was now at a great advantage.
"What," he said through clenched teeth, "do you want from me?"
The broad grin seemed to (impossibly) grow even wider.
“What ever makes you think I want something from you?”
Shinichi snorted - an act that looked uncharacteristic from a young boy’s face. “You’re not planning a heist at the moment, so I’m inclined to believe that you want something from me.”
“Who says that I’m not just being sneaky like the good little thief that I am?”
“Because there wasn’t a heist note. Second off, there aren’t any big, valuable gems in the area. Third, we’re in the middle of nowhere. Fourth, you did a bunch of things to ensure that I would ‘get lost’ and chase you here.” He continued to list a few more things that made Kid’s smile look as if it threatened to split his face in half.
“My, my, Tantei-kun,” the thief said as he landed and put away his hang-glider. “You are quite observant.”
“Please,” he said, rolling his eyes. “You didn’t even bother hiding anything this time around. Any fool would have seen through it.”
“Most people would have been fooled by my display of ‘magic’.”
“Magic doesn’t exist.”
Even though Shinichi couldn’t see Kid’s face clearly, he got the impression that the thief quirked an eyebrow in amusement.
“Really? Then what about this?”
There was a small poof! of smoke as Kid seemingly made a flower appear out of thin air. Shinichi idly noted that the confetti that had accompanied the smoke was the same color as the flower.
“A parlor trick.”
“Does anything phase you?”
“Not really.”
The silence that followed lasted only for as long as Shinichi could stand to look at that grin. (2)
“Why am I here again?”
Kid tilted his head in what might have been cute or comical gesture... had it not come from an internationally renowned thief. (3)
“I thought that you might be interested in what I wanted to say.”
“What makes you think that?”
Oh, there was that damnable smirk again!
“Would you believe me if I said I wanted to surprise you?”
Shinichi narrowed his eyes. “I wouldn’t put it past you.”
That seemed to settle the matter, because Kid started walking up the nearest hill. “Well then, what do you think about fairy tales?”
The detective snorted. “That’s it? You dragged me halfway across the world - and don’t think that I was fooled for a moment with that fake invitation from Hakuba - for a stupid question?”
“Humor me.”
Shinichi glowered as he picked up his skateboard and (grudgingly) followed the thief. It wasn’t like he had anything better to do... Or a way home for that matter.
“I don’t believe in fairy tales. I don’t believe in ghosts. I don’t believe in vampires. I don’t believe in magic. They’re simply not logical.”
Kid stopped when they reached the top of the sizable hill and slowly turned around.
“Well then, Kudo-kun,” he said as he gestured to an old castle on top of a fairly distant hill that was surrounded by a forest on one side, “welcome to Hogwarts.”
Fin.
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Author's Notes:
1. ::cough:: This is how I know that I’m really starting to lose it. When writing this sentence, I immediately thought of, “There are no such things as coincidences. Only hitsuzen.” Gah. Now I have this incredibly warped crossover shot for Conan/xxxHOLiC.
2. And this sentence reminds me of Edward Elric from FMA... Weird, how I’m channeling all these other characters from different series. I should really try to stay away from crossovers, but that’s almost a hopeless case at this point.
3. I am getting images of Kaito Kid (or actually, his civilian counterpart) trying to look innocent with big puppy-dog eyes. Nuh-uh, not working! ... But it’s so cute!
This plot bunny/thing/whatever-you-want-to-call-it is up for grabs! Take it, because I know that I’ll never get around to elaborating upon it. Just ask first, please?
Yatsuka Hikagi
2008.V.22
Written because my brain is retarded, and I can't seem to write more than a few hundred words at a time. At least, about the things I had originally set out to write. Plus, I’m too lazy to come up with a thoroughly detailed background and explanation, so I apologize about the abrupt ending.
Simply Not Logical
He hated that smile -- the cat-that-ate-the-canary, Cheshire-like smirk that seemed almost inhuman in the way that it should have, by all means, been impossible to pull off by any normal human being.
But, of course, Kaitou Kid was anything but "normal".
Even so, that didn't stop him from chasing the international thief halfway across the country and, in some cases, outside of Japan... which led to their current situation.
Somewhere along the course of their little trip on behalf of Hakuba's (via Hattori) invitation, "Edogawa Conan" had gotten separated from his guardians after their third (or was it fourth?) murder case in - of all places - the western part of Europe.
One thing led to another and before he knew it, he was chasing Kaitou Kid on his trusty solar-powered skateboard down the grassy meadows of... Scotland?
'And here I thought that these sort of coincidences were only supposed to happen in BeikaCity...' (1)
After a fruitless hour or two of attempts at out-maneuvering each other, the sun had gone down, leaving the skateboard without a source of propulsion. The shrunken detective was displeased to note that Kid was hovering slightly overhead as if to taunt the fact that (after having used the only sleep-dart in his watch) the thief was now at a great advantage.
"What," he said through clenched teeth, "do you want from me?"
The broad grin seemed to (impossibly) grow even wider.
“What ever makes you think I want something from you?”
Shinichi snorted - an act that looked uncharacteristic from a young boy’s face. “You’re not planning a heist at the moment, so I’m inclined to believe that you want something from me.”
“Who says that I’m not just being sneaky like the good little thief that I am?”
“Because there wasn’t a heist note. Second off, there aren’t any big, valuable gems in the area. Third, we’re in the middle of nowhere. Fourth, you did a bunch of things to ensure that I would ‘get lost’ and chase you here.” He continued to list a few more things that made Kid’s smile look as if it threatened to split his face in half.
“My, my, Tantei-kun,” the thief said as he landed and put away his hang-glider. “You are quite observant.”
“Please,” he said, rolling his eyes. “You didn’t even bother hiding anything this time around. Any fool would have seen through it.”
“Most people would have been fooled by my display of ‘magic’.”
“Magic doesn’t exist.”
Even though Shinichi couldn’t see Kid’s face clearly, he got the impression that the thief quirked an eyebrow in amusement.
“Really? Then what about this?”
There was a small poof! of smoke as Kid seemingly made a flower appear out of thin air. Shinichi idly noted that the confetti that had accompanied the smoke was the same color as the flower.
“A parlor trick.”
“Does anything phase you?”
“Not really.”
The silence that followed lasted only for as long as Shinichi could stand to look at that grin. (2)
“Why am I here again?”
Kid tilted his head in what might have been cute or comical gesture... had it not come from an internationally renowned thief. (3)
“I thought that you might be interested in what I wanted to say.”
“What makes you think that?”
Oh, there was that damnable smirk again!
“Would you believe me if I said I wanted to surprise you?”
Shinichi narrowed his eyes. “I wouldn’t put it past you.”
That seemed to settle the matter, because Kid started walking up the nearest hill. “Well then, what do you think about fairy tales?”
The detective snorted. “That’s it? You dragged me halfway across the world - and don’t think that I was fooled for a moment with that fake invitation from Hakuba - for a stupid question?”
“Humor me.”
Shinichi glowered as he picked up his skateboard and (grudgingly) followed the thief. It wasn’t like he had anything better to do... Or a way home for that matter.
“I don’t believe in fairy tales. I don’t believe in ghosts. I don’t believe in vampires. I don’t believe in magic. They’re simply not logical.”
Kid stopped when they reached the top of the sizable hill and slowly turned around.
“Well then, Kudo-kun,” he said as he gestured to an old castle on top of a fairly distant hill that was surrounded by a forest on one side, “welcome to Hogwarts.”
Fin.
---
Author's Notes:
1. ::cough:: This is how I know that I’m really starting to lose it. When writing this sentence, I immediately thought of, “There are no such things as coincidences. Only hitsuzen.” Gah. Now I have this incredibly warped crossover shot for Conan/xxxHOLiC.
2. And this sentence reminds me of Edward Elric from FMA... Weird, how I’m channeling all these other characters from different series. I should really try to stay away from crossovers, but that’s almost a hopeless case at this point.
3. I am getting images of Kaito Kid (or actually, his civilian counterpart) trying to look innocent with big puppy-dog eyes. Nuh-uh, not working! ... But it’s so cute!
This plot bunny/thing/whatever-you-want-to-call-it is up for grabs! Take it, because I know that I’ll never get around to elaborating upon it. Just ask first, please?
Yatsuka Hikagi
2008.V.22