Hello guys! This is my first fanfic for the Detective Conan franchise and I'm really excited to continue this and hope that you guys will like it.
This fanfic will be set during and after Clash of Red and Black so if you haven't caught up with that yet SPOILER WARNING. In future chapters I might spoil recent events as well if you haven't caught up with the manga, that being said, I am writing this as correctly as I can in line with the canon story but as the manga progresses, some things may become inaccurate, which I hope you can take with a pinch of salt.
TRIGGER WARNINGS: Violence, suggestive adult themes and language.
Rating: Strong T so please consider the TWs
Disclaimer: I do not own Case Closed/Meitantei Conan, most of these characters belong to Gosho Aoyama, my own characters belong to me and this story in particular belong to me.
Seeing as I've finally finished waffling, let's get this started!
Enjoy!
The woman who had just stepped out of the cab stood by the bridge and gazed down at the city. Her back straight, with one hand placed on her hip and a smirk on her face she beamed with a confident exterior. Several people stared, some even whispered. She closed her eye with the smirk still on her face - she was gorgeous and she knew it and everyone else knew it too. She opened her eye again and took a deep breath of the Tokyo air.
"Looks like it's my turn to shine now", she thought.
"Ai wa kurayama no Naka de"
In the half-empty dim-lit bar the music was low and barely distinguishable and the cigarette smoke was laying thick in the ceiling. The people in the bar was men and women of different ages, some who were on their fourth or fifth hour of an after work drink, some on a date and some old men playing poker. In the darkest, most private corner of the bar sat two men silently, they were wearing all black and fedora hats.
As if by magic, the entire room went silent and everything felt like slow motion, even the two men in black looked up, the bartender who was drying a wine glass paused.
The mixed-raced woman who stepped in was one of a kind, her orange auburn hair shining under the scarce light, her icy green eye revealed a mixture of both playfulness and heartlessness. The other eye was covered by a black eyepatch attached around her head by an elastic band. She looked like a person who could torture little animals with a smile on her face, yet it was difficult to take one's eyes off of her, she bore the appearance of someone who could make you obey in an instant.
Vodka's mouth was half open, despite her apparent disability even if you tried you couldn't find a flaw, he thought. Her visible eye which was big, green and surrounded by long curlicue-like lashes was narrowed down and with a smirk on her face, it was as if she found the entire situation stupidly entertaining. Her marvellous face was complimented by an even more marvellous hour-glass figure, wearing a black, short, body fitting, off shoulder velvet dress with an accompanying velvet choker and knee length black boots she looked like a modern day goddess.
The moment was over, people went back to their previous business and the room was filled with buzz again.
"¡Hola!" a voice next to the two men in black sang.
"Reina" Gin said, the only person who did not show any emotion towards the entrance of the woman. "Iya, it's Moscato now, isn't it?"
Moscato smiled "Si, si" and sat down. Her smirk never leaving her face.
"Sah, where is this Kusuda whats-his-name that I should see?" Vodka handed her the pictures of the rough-looking man with hospital clothes and a neck collar.
"This is the man you sent to infiltrate the hospital? He looks like an idiot who's about to get himself killed" She lit a cigarette.
"Aa. We were predicting that too, hence why I spoke to Rum about bringing you in on plan B", Gin said. She smiled and waved a waiter to their table "Good choice, Gin"
She turned her face to the waiter and said with a honey-soft voice "Cuba libre, por favor" and when she turned her face back to Gin she leaned in and with a smirk on her face said "Ne, Gin, don't you wanna see what's under these clothes after plan B is put in motion?" She winked and whispered "I bet you missed me while I was in Spain."
A sweat drop appeared on Vodka's face, he in turn did not miss being a third wheel.
Aaand cut. I know it's short, but this is only a prologue, a real first chapter will be coming soon. I haven't written fanfiction in ages and would really appreciate it if you guys would review and tell me what you think, constructive criticism is more than welcome!
I would like to apologise in advance for any OOCness, considering that the characters I'm writing about are oh-so-mysterious it's quite hard not to add a little extra, if that makes sense?
I hope you enjoyed!
XOXO