Title: Watching the Clock
Prompt: 06 Hours
Hours had passed since Shinichi said he'd be back. True, it wasn't uncommon for him to not call her. The truth was (and he was always saying there is one truth) that he probably would not call her until tomorrow. He'd always been that way.
This time wasn't really any different from the other times he had run out on her. There really was no difference.
No difference at all.
There was no reason for that nagging feeling in the back of her mind.
A few hours weren't long for him. They really weren't.
Then why was she so uneasy?
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Title: The Professor's Hair Trouble
Prompt: 12 Grey
When the first white hair appeared, I was surprised but not bothered. I pulled I out and continued on with my life. Then I met you and your wife. A few more appeared but only at the temples. Then, when Shinichi came along, so did a few more grey hairs.
Then, as Shinichi grew, so did the number of grey on my head. As he dragged me around and cajoled me into doing things, they began to take over my head. When he entered high school, I'd gone completely grey.
And since his second childhood, I have started to bald.
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Title: Lack of Understanding
Prompt: 26 Teammates
They didn't really like him. Sure, they admired him, wanted to be him. Who doesn't want to be a rising celebrity? But they really didn't like him much. He was always in the spotlight, the center of attention. When he was on the field, it was about him.
His teammates didn't blame him. He was good. Still, on occasion, he infuriated them.
Soccer was supposed to be about team effort. He was an "i" trying to work his way into the spelling of "team."
No one understood why he quit. How could he not want to be a soccer celebrity?
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Title: A Mother's Little Wish
Prompt: 28 Children
Yukiko watched wistfully as her only child stated in no uncertain terms that he was not going with them to America. She frowned briefly. Children grew up so fast these days. Even when he'd been a small child, he'd been an independent one, wanting to do things on his own. Well, dear Ran-chan usually was there with him, whether or not he wanted her there. They were still inseparable.
Yukiko knew she should not have been surprised that her son was staying. She just wished she could hold on to him a little longer. She still missed him being small.
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Title: Waiting is the Hardest Part
Prompt: 34 Not enough
His lack of communication was always one of her pet peeves about him. But he wouldn't be Shinichi if he was really good at calling. That was just the way he was. It was irritating and had driven her to tears more than a few times but that did not change that she cared.
That was why it hurt. She missed him. He was her best friend and possibly more if he'd hang around for more than a day. The infrequent calls were not enough.
Ran wasn't sure how much longer she could wait with the hurt in her heart.
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Title: Grim Gin
Prompt: 16 Purple
Rating: M
Gin watched impassibly as the man slowly asphyxiated. The flesh on his face deepened from red to purple as his struggles began to wan and become more sporadic. He sneered a little as the man finally succumbed and the muscles in his body relaxed, making a smelly mess.
Gin preferred his gun. It was much faster and less troublesome. Two well placed bullets were enough to ensure that a person died. Strangulation was more iffy. Even now, he still might be resuscitated. Not likely but a real, if remote, possibility.
Still, the assignment called for strangulation and he carried through.
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Title: After
Prompt: 23 Lovers
Rating: T
Warning: Possible spoilers for recent events if you know who's talking!
Our relationship didn't start out the best. I was using her and she knew I was but didn't say anything until much later. Not what I'd call the best relationship. Yet... there was something real there. It wasn't there at first but I really did develop real affection for her.
Sounds cheesy. But she was strong to dream of an after.
She trusted me, though, only God knows why.
She's gone now. I thought I would have more chances to get that person that killed her. Heh. Not going to happen now. It looks like my part is played out.
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Ttile: Beware of Dreams, They mess with Your Head
Prompt: 35 Sixth Sense
Rating: Meh. All.
Heiji banged his head on the desk in a attempt not to fall back asleep. The stuff they were forced to sit through in high school was ridiculous. Incredulously, he saw his classmates were enraptured by the Disney movie.
Disney songs sure made for bizarre dreams. At least, that was what he kept telling himself.
Kudo signing a contract with the men in black to protect Ran was a bit extreme, wasn't it?
Heck! Kudo was pretty near tone-deaf, wasn't he?
Dreams with mer-detectives and octopuses-in-black were outrageous.
Kudo wouldn't do anything that stupid.
He wouldn't.
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Title: Fabric
Prompt: 38 Touch
Rating: All
The air was smooth this night. Silk smooth. As the air slid past him, it was difficult to tell where the air ended and his clothes began. He remembered his first night. He had to laugh at himself for the number of times he looked down just to make sure that he was wearing more than his plain old cotton weave boxers.
Now, it was almost unnatural to feel more than the silk of the air as it went past him. Breaking in new suits was odd. The weave was always different. They lacked the smoothness of the first one.
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Prompt: 41 Shapes
Rating: All
Haibara clucked to herself as she looked over the grade school artwork festooning the bulletin board. There was little elegance in the art. Admittedly, it was far above the work of preschoolers but there were few pieces that showed touches of true artistic ability.
Conan's and her pieces did stand out despite attempts to blend. They came off with a whole different feeling.
The shapes, the lines, and the coloring mimicked those of their "peers" but had an added element that set them apart.
And, yet, when she let her mind loose and allowed it draw childishly, she felt free.
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Title: Like father, like son
Prompt: 44 Circle
Like father like son, they say, Shinichi reflected. Here, he was, chasing the Kaitou Kid, as his father had before him. He did not like to reflect on it but just gave up on worrying about it.
After all, they weren't the same person but they could share some interests.
Flipping through one of his father's journals, Kaito did a double take before his face widened into a grin. In it was the plan for a challenge to one Yuusaku Kudo and the challenge results. Kaito cackled gleefully. It was wonderful to have something unintentionally in common with his father.
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Title: One Breakfast at Mouri's
Prompt: 56 Breakfast
Groggily, Conan stumbled from his futon to the bathroom. He could sense Mouri follow him. Together, they went through identical motions of brushing teeth. Mouri growled slightly when Conan beat him to the toilet.
Minutes later, they sat at the breakfast table, staring at it blankly. Something was wrong. There was no food!
Where was the food? Wait. The better question was where was Ran, the all powerful maker of food?
"Hey, brat, where's Ran?"
"I don't know," Conan said, looking in the kitchen. On the refrigerator was a note.
At Sonoko's. Fend for yourselves for a day! Love, Ran ♥
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Title: Passion
Prompt: 52 Fire
Smoke billowed skyward. Flames burned and scorched every surface. He could still hear the haunting melody drift out from the building until the pianist succumbed.
"Thank you, little detective."
Conan watched the island merge with the horizon. At times, he thought he saw a rising pillar of smoke.
Fire consumed the pianist's life but not his final message. A cord deep down in Conan's heart resonated.
Another life lost. No one else should've died. No one needed to die.
A new passion began to burn inside. If it was in his power, he wouldn't let anyone die. Even the murderer.
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Title: Shattered Dream
Prompt: 71 Broken
The beaker collided with the floor and shattered, scattering bits of glass and a goo all over the floor. The slap that hit the child's face was almost as loud.
"No! Wrong, wrong, wrong!" yelled the older woman. "We are not people who create cures. We are not people who work to better humanity," she sneered. "We work for the benefit of the organization. Everything else is second. Family, friends, dreams."
The child blankly stared at the mess. The goo was supposed to be something she saw on TV. Now, it reflected the reality of her life, broken and messy.
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Title: Strike Twice
Prompt: 68 Lightning
Her scientific nature wanted to reproduce the experiment. She wanted to find out if it could happen twice in people. One test subject was not enough and mice weren't always the best test subject. That wasn't the scientific method.
But her conscious stopped her from telling the result of the experiments. She hated being a prisoner in their little experiment. She could not subject another person to the torture of a true lab animal.
So, she said nothing and hid the aberrations from the data she showed the bosses, always wondering what the chances were of it could happening again.
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Title: Picky and Picked On
Prompt: 59 Food
Hmm, chocolate or vanilla? Oo! The blueberry looks good!
"Oi! Hurry up, Genta! If you don't hurry, we're going to finish," yelled Mitsuhiko.
"Okay, okay!" he yelled back. "I'll have the Neapolitan mixed with blueberries!"
In a minute, Genta joined his friends. He could see that they were halfway through their cones. He took a big bite to catch up and curled in on himself.
"You shouldn't eat ice cream like that, Genta-kun. Looks like you got a brain freeze," said Ayumi.
"Yeah, Genta. It's not like it's going to run away."
"Aw, shutup," Genta said, taking another bite.
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Title: Reasoning
Prompt: 72 Fixed
Eri ran her hand down Goro's back. She smiled fondly at the nearly grown kitten. The way he sprawled out was just too cute for words. She marveled at his ability to purr, even when asleep.
She felt more than a little guilty for what she was about to do to him. It wasn't quite right. The vet told her that fixing him would still allow him to lead a normal life. Even better, he told her, he wouldn't wander. But, if he had his way, he would probably turn out to be more like his namesake than she wanted.
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Title: Looking Back
Prompt: 64 Fall
"Ah! Look at that!" Ayumi pointed at a near-by tree. One leaf was tipped with just a touch of yellow color. "Fall's here!"
Genta scoffed, "That's just a bad leaf! It's too early for it to be fall."
"Hey, do you remember this time last year?' Mitsuhiko said.
"Yeah, the leaves were starting to change colors when Conan-kun left," Ayumi said, sadly. "I miss Ai-chan, too. I wonder how they're doing?"
"We don't get anymore interesting cases since they left. Always missing cats," griped Genta.
"Ah, look! There's Ran-neechan and Shinichi-niichan! They look so happy!"
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Title: Denial
Prompt: 75 Shattered
The pieces of the Ferris wheel ride rained down on the ground, clanging and bouncing around dangerously.
There might have been a moment of silence when it happened but if there was, it went unnoticed before the screams of the surrounding crowd erupted. The police froze in shock in contrast to their movements moments earlier.
Sato ceased her struggles as the smoke billowed skyward. Her whole narrowed down to the smoking ruin.
It had not really happened. He hadn't really been on it when it blew, she tried telling herself.
But as she read his final message, her hope shattered.
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Title: Probability
Prompt: 76 Rebirth
It was strange that an innocuous looking little pill could possibly bring about the rebirth of a detective. A similar looking pill took away his life and forced him into a new one. Not one cure worked.
The other ones had been partial failures (or partial successes if you were an optimist). They worked but only for a brief period of time.
They seemed to tease her. It was like they were going "nyah!" at her. It was silly to apply such human, and childish, reaction to an inanimate object but her dreams didn't care. They brought life to everything.