Characters: Gosho Aoyama
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Life
So…this is my life? It's pretty pitiful if you really think about it. Sure, I have this: a privately owned apartment that I get to share with my best friends. And, yeah, all the friends I have are some of the best people anyone can ever hope to find. Plus, I'm going to school and I will finally be able to become an actual legitimate detective. But…but is this really my life…?
I ask myself that everyday. I always manage to get the same answer…
No…
This life belongs to Edogawa Conan.
"Conan" thought solemnly one Saturday morning. The young man took a deep breath. Truly, this was the life Kudou Shin'ichi was destined to have…but not like this. Not with the appearance of an eighteen year old when he should already be twenty-eight.
Conan looked at the mirror, but it only reflected the cruel face of Shin'ichi.
So many times, so many nights, he would cry inside at the mere thought of his previous life as Kudou Shin'ichi.
"Don't worry, Ran-neechan," he would say, "I'm sure Shin'ichi-niisan will be back!"
With old memories etched in his mind, he morosely splashed water on his face. Without looking back at Shin'ichi's image, Conan took a towel from the rack and dried off his face. Still avoiding the clear shadow of what he once was, the young man placed his unwanted glasses on his face.
With all the strength the man had left in him, he mustered up a synthetic smile that wouldn't fool anyone who had ever known him.
"Good morning," he heard a voice say from the doorway.
"Ai," he said looking into the person's face through the mirror.
"Edogawa," she remarked smugly, arms crossed. "Breakfast is ready." The woman shrugged and moved along, leaving Conan alone.
"Okay," he sighed, again, partly as an answer and to give himself reassurance.
So…this is my life…-0-
-Dire Moonstone-
