A Study in Blue

Chapter 1/Intro: An Unwanted Encounter in Piccadilly Circus

A gentle gust of cold evening air swept through Sherlock's dark curls as he ambled through the unusually deserted Piccadilly Circus. He'd gone on a short walk to 'clear his head' after the abrupt discovery that John was going on yet another date with that same girl again whom Sherlock knew was certainly not his type- John preferred the tall dark-haired types with porcelain skin and intelligent bright eyes. Sherlock sniffed at the air haughtily and proceeded to whip his scarf in frustration at a nearby huddle of pigeons that were the only other things disturbing the otherwise empty street.
Sherlock could not understand why John has not responded to his advances, after all, Sherlock considered himself to be no less than a God so it seemed utterly bizarre and rather stupid of John to not be treating him accordingly. His advances were obvious enough, surely? Just today he had made John a cup of coffee- unprompted.
It was then that, while immersed in his own complex mind palace currently plagued with bitterness, Sherlock noticed a figure shuffling out of the shadows of one of the adjoining roads. In his cold-hearted and angry haste, Sherlock (naturally) assumed it was John coming to proclaim his undying love.
"John…?" he turned round and inhaled sharply, but his breath caught against throat at the sudden realisation that it was in fact a young boy. A boy whom, upon close inspection, happened to have an unusually-shaped scar partially covered by his messy dark hair, sitting just above his quite frankly unflatteringly round glasses.