Hiya! another new story! (I should really just get on and write more on my others but for some reason I just can't T_T) Hope you enjoy it!
Shinichi Kudo sat in the library of the Kudo mansion, a large fire crackling in the fireplace, keeping the winter chill at bay as he pondered the origin of the longing that had all of a sudden blossomed inside of him, tugging at the strings of his heart as though urging him to give in so that it could concoct a beautiful melody with them. He had a problem though. Giving in to this longing would, in turn, make him do something that he really wasn't so sure that he wanted to do. Giving into this longing, would mean being a player on both sides of this game called 'The Law'.
Shinichi had pondered it for weeks now and had finally come up with an answer, he would do it. But only if the one person whose cooperation was integral for it to work agreed completely. The only problem was, he had no way of contacting this person, and the best that he could do was sit and wait in tense hope that the enigma known as 'Kaitou Kid' would set up another heist soon. He didn't have to wait long. As though complying to his wishes, as he read through the newspaper on Sunday morning, his heart skipped a beat when he saw a photograph of the latest Kid heist note that had been blown up to fill a whole page.
A heist not so much about stealing,
but returning to one thing's true place.
The first day of a poem,
at the first chime of an hour
with the arrival of a dove.
But where?
Well. Who knows?
- Kaitou KID
Shinichi scowled at the note, trying to make sense of it. It was different from Kid's other notes, and he had practically spelled out that he wouldn't be specifying a place for the heist to take place, and his target wasn't clear at all. Well, Shinichi decided, if he couldn't figure out that bit then he would figure out the rest of the note first and then come back to it. 'Think, think, "The first day of a poem".... If it is truly a poem then one with multiple days in it? ... Seasonal perhaps...' Shinichi hummed in thought, his subconscious unknowingly twisting the tuneless sound into a well known melody. Sooner than he noticed, he found himself mouthing the words as well and almost hit himself in the face for his stupidity. It wasn't as though he was doing anything on that day though, no matter how nationally it was celebrated.
Shinichi worked on decoding the note until it was nearing midnight, however, only one more line on the note was something that he could translate from the clues that Kid had given him and the police to work with this time, he was positive that there were important hidden meaning in the rest of the note, but, try as he might, it just didn't make sense.