Detective Conan: Fleeting Dream

Chapter 1: Premonition or Nightmare?

Written by Skywalker6119

Disclaimer: Detective Conan is not owned by me, nor was it written by me. The original concept was conceived by Aoyama Gosho. The inspiration for this story came from Catch Me When I Fall, by snowqueen13. Thank you, snowqueen13.

Conan's Point of View

Don't be impatient! She definitely entered this port! She's got to be in the area! She won't get away! I'm running, past containers that all look alike. The surroundings seem the same wherever I turn. How long have I been running?

"Hold on!" I hear a voice behind me. Ran's voice. Who am I following? Who am I chasing after?

Where is she?! Where is she?! Where is she?! I remember now! The dead Hirota-san, the giant killed in the hotel room, the woman who played out this whole thing! Masa- No! Miyano Akemi! That person-

A shadow in the distance. A woman, standing, falling to the ground. Too late! I'm too late! Again, Miyano Akemi will die before my eyes.

But that's wrong. The person in front of me is…

Haibara! "Haibara! What're you-"

"Will you listen…to the last thing I have to say…?" Miyano Akemi's words echo through my mind, but the face is wrong. That pained, bloody face, that sad smile…they belong to Haibara Ai.

"Hold on, Haibara! Don't say that! Haibara!" Her face is clouding, disappearing before me. "Haibara!"

-⌂-

"Conan-kun! Wake up!" A jostling, people crying my name. I open my eyes to see the concerned faces of the children I've been playing with this past year. Ayumi, Genta, Mitsuhiko. I sit upright suddenly. Cold sweat was dripping down my entire body. My hands were clutching the top of my sleeping bag in an unbreakable grip. It was all a nightmare. Just a nightmare.

"Are you alright, Conan-kun?" Mitsuhiko asks me. "You were shouting in your sleep."

"I'm fine," I reply, "It was just a nightmare. Sorry." We're all sitting under the tent, the forest silent outside. That's right, we're on a camping trip. I look past the trio, at the slumbering form of Agasa-hakase. Geez, he's really a deep sleeper. But Haibara's sleeping bag is empty. "Where's Haibara?!" I ask in a panic.

"I'm behind you." I turn around, and indeed, Haibara was standing at the head of my sleeping bag, her trademark expression on her face. "What sort of dreams were you having about me anyway, hmm?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. The other three looked at me with similar expressions. "Like I said, it was just a nightmare!" It's not like I was thinking perverted thoughts about that girl. It was horrible.

An hour later, and I'm still awake. The others have gone back to sleep. But my nightmare is still keeping me up. I don't want to see that again. It was a dream. Nothing but a dream, I tried to reassure myself. It didn't help. There's no way that could happen. It was just dream. An unimportant dream. Not a premonition. I fall asleep, repeating those words, as the birds begin to chirp at the coming day.

-⌂-

"Kudo-kun, here. My gift." Haibara shoves a small box towards me, as the festivities continue around us. We are an ocean of calm amid the drunken reveling of Kogoro-jisan; Sonoko's attempts at coaxing Makoto into kissing her beneath the mistletoe; and the trio of living giftwrap shredders.

"What is it, Haibara?" She smiles her smile, and replies, "What do you think it is, Kudo?" The shock must've registered on my face. "That's right. The cure. Merry Christmas, Kudo-kun."

Okay, that's a wrap. This is the first chapter of what I hope will be a nice, short, well-written story. A Twisted Universe is continuing very slowly, because I keep rewriting it. Sorry. It just isn't really ready to unveil yet. The Storm Hawks story might take awhile as well. But, I hope this is an acceptable sacrifice for the short term. Again, thank you snowqueen13 for providing inspiration; without your Catch Me When I Fall, this wouldn't have been possible.

In the story, the Black Organization has been defeated in the intervening period between the nightmare and the Christmas party. This way, Miyano Shiho can return to the world without posing a risk to anyone else.