Author's Ramble: Hi there! First Mentantei Conan fanfiction here. So unless you are Lotus Spin-san, please go easy on me. Constructive criticism is very much welcome. I have to warn you all, though, the following chapter may result in heavy cerebral hemorrhaging. Those lofty intellectual types really get at you, huh?
Summary: Teenagers are never easy to understand. More so if they are the teenage Modern Holmes and adolescent Phantom Thief. A cryptic conversation to culminate a wagering challenge.
Disclaimer: If DC/MK were mine, Shinichi would be female and with Kaito. And I used to be a hardcore ShinRan shipper...
The thief in white and the detective in black stood face-to-face. Confidence, pride and the slightest hint of exhilaration. The thrill of being pitted against a worthy opponent, an equal adversary.
The tension was palpable, the anticipation poignant and the challenge potent.
Heeding not the surrounding crowd's chatter and clamor, mindful of nothing but their opponent, rival, challenger and no one else.
The challenge, the proposal, the dare shot through each, both of them with the clarity it held a full moon ago, ricocheting through their minds, shrapnel piercing their souls with the prospect of culmination.
They were at a standstill in their moonlight match.
But not for long.
"Ne, ne meitantei-chan, Do you still remember our little wager?"
Amethyst glinted with glee. Sapphire showed a searing, simmering shimmer.
"Allow me to refresh you, then." The Moonlight Magician grinned. The Great Detective Of The East glowered.
"Stars of diamonds on velvet night
Dusk's precious jewel, pale yet bright
Within the moonbeam's demon's palm and sight
Yet will you, Pyriel, be his plight?
Unmasking him in white daylight?"
A bright, clear diamond appeared, seeming like glass against thief's white. marble palm.
Bright, clear blue eyes looked like sapphires embedded in the detective's porcelain poker face.
Kaitou Kid smirked smugly, the crowd and the taskforce awaited with bated breath for the stern, silent Kudou Shinichi's reply.
Her voice encompassed and enveloped like air yet stole breath; sweet, clear and flowing like a freshwater spring; cold and chipped like arctic ice; mellow, melancholic, authoritative.
Solemn.
"Black-feathered dove, you run above sea
Clover in place of olive-branch
And I foolishly fly after you
Yet do not be deceived
I refuse to clip your wings
For you need them to flee
Meet the midday moon that is Elpis such as you are
Seek the midnight sun's gem you hold dear
Perhaps... As dear... As the so-called Pyriel...?
Crows are after the dove in hundreds"
Not one dared crack the carefully crafted, concocted, conjured silence and stillness.
"Agent of Judgment... Will you be my guardian angel?" The magician in white in uncharacteristic seriousness.
"If your soul is as without stain as your mantle, why not if Hell will allow me?" The detective in black in unnerving solemnity.
A puff of pink glittery powder appeared, a wisecracking magician gone.
In her hand, a glassy, clear diamond.
The Shiro Tsuki.
Pinned behind her ear, a rose the color of dried blood, thornless and fragrant.
Handing the precious stone to Nakamori-keibu, she plucked the even more precious bloom with her other hand.
Tied to the stem with a silvery ribbon was a note.
"Congratulations!
And thank you,
Shinichi-chan"
A widely grinning version of the usual, original Kid caricature signed at the bottom.
She returned the grin.
Nakamori Ginzo could not contain his curiosity as he studied the young, enigmatic detective smile at Kid's card he apparently had just for her.
"That was something, Kudou-chan..."
The wistful smile turned into a wry smirk.
"Un."
Nakamori-keibu sighed as Kudou Shinichi continued to smile.
Teenagers.
Especially genius, prodigy, internationally famous teenagers.
Author's Ramble: How was it? The decoding of our Shin-chan's and Kai-chan's or rather, Kid-kun's conversation is in the next chapter. See you guys there~!