This isn't my first DC fanfic, but an introduction story to some characters that star in my other fanfics. Hope you like it though.
Just to make clear, this story happens before shinichi gets shrunk, so no, he hasn't found an antidote to the poison yet.
"Veeninga passes the ball to Uemura. What tactic will they use now?" The radio said, sounds from an enthousiastic audiance making it nearly unable to hear what the reporter said. A man in black with long silvery hair frowned, trying to make out what was happening as he lit up a cigarette. Seeing the amount of frustration on his face made it clear that things didn't seem to go the way he wanted them to.
"Uemura passes the ball back to Veeninga, who is now approaching the goal! Will he make another point for the Tokyo Spirits? Veeninga kicked the ball, VEENINGA SCORED!" The man grinned and leaned back into the black leather seat that he was sitting on, his muscles relaxing. As he had expected, the European soccer player had scored, again. 'Veeninga, you'll certainly be useful to us.' He snickered. Yeah, the guy would most certainly be useful.
"Aniki, are you still listening to that game?" Another man completely dressed in black and with equal black sunglasses muttered while he observed the man with silver hair, somehow surprised by his partners cold smile.
Gin's grin became even wider as he looked up. His grin could have scared anybody, and even Vodka, who had seen it a lot could feel the shivers that went down his spine. Even after all those years his still wasn't used to seeing it.
"Know your target." Gin said with a smile, however, there was no trace of joy in his voice. After all those years working for the organization, deceiving and killing people at a daily basis, every trace of kindness had faded away.
"Akagi passes the ball to Uemura. Uemura is approaching the goal. Ooh, that's a miss, wait! GOAL! Veeninga scored again!"
"I don't get what 'he' sees in the boy, it's not like he's special." Vodka said, ignoring the triumphant screams of the reporter on the radio. "If he wants a detective in the organization, then why couldn't he just take that Kudo kid, or even that Osakan boy, Hattori, wasn't it?" He frowned, trying his hardest to remember, but then dismissed it by shaking his head.
Gin shook his head. "That would be too suspicious." he replied as he extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray on the glass table in front of him. "Too many people know them, but Veeninga is only known as detective in Europe." An evil smile replaced the cold grin.
Vodka lifted his eyebrows upon seeing it, quietly wondering if his partner was going insane. "That still doesn't explain why 'he' is so interested in the kid." He replied. Then he frowned again.
The match had ended, so Gin pushed on the off button of the small radio and the room went silent. "It's his experience, his talent for soccer and his black belts in Judo and Karate. It's makes him suitable." The man snickered. It was a terrifying sound, making Vodka take a step back from the man he had been working with for years.
"But how do we get him to join us?" Vodka asked while he raised his eyebrow. He seriously doubted it that the boy would join them out of his own free will. And even if the boy joined, that wouldn't mean he would do as told.
"I don't think he would agree in joining us, but he'll have no choice." Gin replied and started to grin again. "Not if we threaten to kill his little girlfriend. Of course she'll join too, if she values the life of her lover." Then he laughed.
"You were great Maiku-san!" A girl with short brown hair and a pink hairband said as she stared at Mike with big, shiny geyish blue eyes. Sonoko was literally drooling over him and the Dutch soccerplayer didn't seem to appreciate it. He sweatdropped and scratched his head, turning slightly red.
"Yeah, she's right. You were awesome!" Hideo said, ruffeling up his teammates blonde hair. Mike gave him an annoyed glare, turning even more red than before.
"Were have you been all this time!" Naoki while he patted Mike on the back, then he turned around and took some sushi from the food table that was placed against the wall.
Mike smiled shily when Naoki returned to the group. "You guys, stop it, you make me feel embarrassed!" the blonde haired soccer player said, his face now completely red. "Besides, I couldn't have done it without you two."
"Too shy too shy." Naoki and Hideo said and slapped his shoulders, causing Naoki to drop several sushi roles on the floor.
"Actually I've seen better soccer games than this one." A teenage boy with black hair and cerulean blue eyes said, stretching his legs before sitting straight. He stared at Mike, observing his reaction.
"Shinichi!" Another girl that sat next to the boy and had long black hair gave him an angry glare. "That's rude."
Mike shrugged and smiled while he dropped down on the couch where Shinichi was sitting on. "In some ways he's right, but you should blame Tokyo Noir for that. They didn't really try to stop us from making goals, did they?"
Shinichi looked surprised, but then grinned. "Guess that's true." He replied. This evening was getting interesting after all. He hadn't expected that Mike would smile at his reaction, instead of getting angry.
"Geez, Ran, did you have to take your husband too." Sonoko said and sighed. "He's already spoiling it for me." She burried her face in her hands and faked a sob, before giving Shinichi an annoyed glare.
Shinichi, Ran and Mike looked at her.
"You think so? I thought it was nice to hear some criticism instead of hearing how good I am all the time." Mike said and then looked at Shinichi. "Now, would the high school detective of the east mind telling me about some of his cases?" This raised several eyebrows, but Mike shrugged and laughed. "I did my homework."
"No way!" Sonoko said, looking depressed. "See, he's spoiling it." She laid her head on her hand and stared out in front or her, looking rather bored.
Ran frowned. "What exactly is he spoiling for you then?"
"My chance to make Maiku fall for my incredible charms." Sonoko replied. "I wanted to give him that nice cup I got, you know, that one with your my champion on it. And when I give it to him he'll love me for aaall eternity." She sighed dramatically. "Oh, Maiku-kun, of course I'll marry you." She clapped her hands happily and grinned.
"Mou, Sonoko! Don't tell me that's the only reason you came here!" Ran said impatiently.
"Of course, you silly!" Sonoko said, putting her hand on her hip and giving Ran a wink. "But don't worry, I'll sent you our wedding card."
"How wonderful, who's the Lucky man?" A feminine voice said. Ran and Sonoko looked up, and saw the girl in belonged to. She wasn't long, probably just 1,62, had long golden and curly hair that reached her waist, a softly tanned skin and incredibly greenblue eyes.
"Rosa, you made it." Mike said as he walked over to her and gave her a short kiss on the mouth. "I thought you'd be recording the whole day!"
"Thanks to your victory they gave me the rest of the day of, so I decided to surprise you." Rosa smiled as she kissed him back.
"No way." Sonoko said softly, clearly disappointed.
Shinichi smiled when he saw Sonoko's shocked face. "What were you saying, Suzuki?" he whispered.
"Oh, shut up." Sonoko replied angrily, folding her arms.
"Oi, Rosa-Chan, have you seen Katsuro?" Hideo asked. "He went to the toilet twenty minutes ago, but hasn't returned yet." He looked around, a worried expression on his face.
"Katsuro? No, I haven't seen him." Rosa said, thinking hard. "But knowing him he's probably playing mahjong with some random guy he met." She smiled and patted Hideoki on his shoulder.
"Your probably right." Hideo replied and turned around, his worries still not completely forgotten. "We'll let's start with the karaoke then! Who's willing to be our first singer?"
Aniki: Term used for an older brother or superior