AN from Dr. Strawberries: Changed my name to Dr. Strawberries because my best friends says, and I quote, "Are you stupid or what? Don't just carelessly write your name on the inter-web." And thus, my life has change with her inspirational speech of wisdom!
AN from T.B. Lanté: . . . (Dr. Strawberries: She's a bit shy.)
Deception
by Dr. Strawberries & T.B. Lanté
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Chap. 1
The Phone Call
Ring, ring. Ran looked up, startled out of her thoughts, as the phone rang, but she didn't make a move to answer the phone. Instead, she gloomily told herself, Shinichi wouldn't call anymore. No, he wouldn't because he had called early on today and announced that he wouldn't be coming home, wouldn't be returning to her, because he was happier where he was.
The phone continued to ring and she realized she should answer the call. It could be an important call, a case for dad, she thought, but it felt like such a chore now, having to get up from her comfortable spot on the couch to waste energy just to answer a phone call that wasn't meant for her. She didn't want to do that, not anymore.
Luckily, her father entered the room and with a quick and worried glance towards her, he answered the phone himself, something he was still getting use to since early this morning when his daughter ran out of his office, crying over something he had a suspicious involved a certain detective brat.
"Hello," he answered, looking down at the caller ID to see if he recognized the number. Unsurprisingly, he did not, however, the voice that came did. It also was a great relief too, to hear the voice of a little child that Kogoro had, up until recently, shared a home with.
Conan had left one day and all that was around to reassure Kogoro and Ran that he wasn't randomly kidnapped was a phone call from the boy's mother, informing them that she would be "whisking her precious little angel away back to America." After that, Conan was gone. He hadn't even said good-bye, the ungrateful brat.
So understandably, Kogoro was a bit pissed. "Conan, you little brat! You left so suddenly without even saying bye to Ran or any of your little friends. I know you haven't been part of our family very long, but you can call us when—" But then Conan screamed and Kogoro's heart dropped.
Ran had even heard the scream from her seat in the silent room that suddenly filled with tension, all radiating from her father. She ran up to him, her heart pounding, and worried for Conan, a little boy who had always called her Ran-neechan, when her father cursed.
Another scream that Kogoro recognized as a cry for help sounded from the other line of the phone. It was Conan and both father and daughter could hear things tumbling and crashing before—
"Tantei-kun," a slurred voice cooed, but there was a silver lining in that voice, boarding dangerously close to anger. "You weren't suppose to do that." Then the deadline was heard.