Disclaimer: I do not own any Detective Conan or any of the characters originating from the series, be it the manga or anime. Any relation to specific persons or places is unintentional. The story/idea is my own, but the rest is not. I do not make any profit from this piece.
Author's Note: Some of you may be reading this because I wrote it, and not because it is a pairing you are interested in. I know it has been a long time since I have posted anything (especially for those of you that may be from the KiGo fandom), but this is the first time in quite a while where I really wanted to write a fanfic and have actually sat down to write. This probably won't be my best written work, and a lot of it may seem quite unrealistic, but sometimes I just really want to write something because of how fantastical the idea is. I hope that those of you who plan to keep reading like this work and (eventually) the pairing. I also know this is a bit short, but if you've read any of my works before... you'll know that I often keep my chapters around 1000-2000 words per chapter, so they are relatively succinct. Anyways, enjoy!
It'd been two months since she was sure she'd died. At the time, she was happy to have gone out on her own terms, not those dictated by the Organization. Her body was still healing from the excessive damage of being impaled and almost crushed by construction equipment. The people who had pulled her from the wreckage had also placed a cadaver in her stead to be found by the police, leaving what they could of her personal affects with her replacement.
Her 'rescuers' were by no means people she trusted, but they had tended to her wounds and kept her alive, whereas the Organization would have eradicated her the first chance they found. They did, however, continually try to ascertain more information from her, asking her questions while she was pumped full of pain killers. She would ramble off a few random things to avoid suspicion, but, soon after, she would go silent and pretend to sleep. They were still unable to crack her or weed any information out of her.
For the most part, she was still confined to her bed and cell, but, occasionally, she could walk a small bit outside her cell, but her strength was slow to return. The few times she left her cell to see the outside, she was escorted by at least two armed agents.
Every day since she woke up in their hospital, she found herself with a visitor.
There was a knock on the door, and a moment later it was pushed open to display a young man – most likely in his early 20s. He was dark skinned with bleach blonde hair.
"Good evening, Curacao," he said with a small smile, closing the door behind him.
"Is it?" she asked with indifference. "I haven't seen the sun in a while. For all I know, it could be the middle of the night."
He scratched his cheek before saying, "Shall we go for a walk?"
She stood up from the edge of her bed and steadied herself on the nightstand beside her. "Okay."
He moved closer and extended his arm to her, and she carefully took it, slowly putting more and more weight on him, "Thank you, Bourbon."
Bourbon knocked on the door, and a moment later it was opened from the outside. She walked along the barely familiar hall with him. She'd only been through it a few times, and one of those times she had been quite unconscious.
With the speed that they were shuffling along, what should have been a 2 minute walk to the outdoor courtyard, turned into an 8 minute hike.
"So, are you ready to talk yet?" he asked as he pushed the doors to the courtyard open.
She paused for a long bit before finally saying, "I could be."
"Oh?" They slowly made their way to a wooden bench and took a seat. The courtyard was enclosed on all sides by the building. It wasn't very large, but it still provided a better atmosphere than the cinderblock walls of her room.
Breathing in the scent of flowers placed along the pathway, she felt her body relax. "There's someone I want to talk to." She had a slight glint in her eye that he couldn't quite place.
"And who would that be?" His mind was whirring. If it was a member of the organization, there was no way he could bring them here without blowing his own cover – but it seemed that she was not inclined to return to them. She had not made any demands of them, nor had she tried to escape. Even if she was weak, a cornered operative would typically still try to find a way out. When his associates tried to delve into her background, they were unable to find her real name or any relatives.
"A little girl."
Bourbon raised an eyebrow.
"If I remember correctly… her surname was Haibara." Curacao's brow was furrowed as she tried to remember the first name.
Bourbon blinked a few times. "Haibara Ai?'
Curacao grinned, "Yeah, her."
"Why her?" He had grown rather fond of the kids, even though he'd only met them on a few occasions. They were cute and free from the burdens of life.
"We met briefly when I had lost my memory. The kids who found me and pulled me along changed my view. While wandering around with them, I had fun. It made me question… did I really want to be a part of something that could bring danger to innocent lives, like those of the children." She hid a small smile, "The farther I fell into the Organization, the harder it was for me to see an exit, and the less I was looking for one. Then, they appeared… and for a bit I was free."
Bourbon rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I'm not sure I could place a child in the same place as someone as dangerous as you. Is there nothing else I can do to convince you to talk to me?"
She shook her head. "Just tell her it's the big sis from the aquarium. Let her know I wanted to thank her for the help and that I remembered who I was."
"You can't seriously believe that I can bring a child here just like that. It isn't safe." He was almost incredulous.
Curacao shrugged. "Well, it's up to you where we go from here. I said I would only talk to you after you bring her to visit me. Besides, if you knew her name then that means you know her. It shouldn't be too hard for you to ask her to come with you. You seem like the dependable big brother type. She probably trusts you."
He sighed and stood up, "It's time to go back to your room."
She nodded and allowed him to help her up. "That's good, I was starting to get a bit tired. I think I need a nap."
They made the rest of the trip back to her room in silence, their slippers scuffing against the floor.
He helped her take a seat on her bed before going to leave.
"Think about my proposal. I'm sure I can offer you invaluable information if you compromise," she said with a smile.
Bourbon felt like there was something behind her proposal, but he couldn't figure out what. For what reason, other than what she stated, could Curacao possibly want with a little girl. If he did bring Haibara Ai to see her, he would obviously have to stay in the room the entire time, not only to put her at ease, but also to make sure that Curacao didn't try something the second the two were alone.
He decided that he should bring the issue to his superiors, and while they discussed, he would continue to try to probe her every day for information.
Curacao relaxed into her bed, glad to be resting once again, her body aching but refreshed after her short jaunt outside. Since she hadn't given her captors any information so far, she figured they were starting to get a little desperate. Bourbon obviously had given them any information he knew, but even though he was high up enough to be given a codename, he had not been in the Organization long enough to know the innerworkings, not like Curacao who was Rum's information gatherer and close confidante.
For a week, Bourbon continued to return to try to persuade her to tell them something, anything really that would buy her some goodwill with them. If she would give them something, they could give her something in return, but still she insisted on meeting the young girl.
Once a week had passed, the higher ups had come to a decision. Bourbon was to get in contact with Haibara Ai.
A/N: Thank you guys for reading the first chapter! I will probably have the next one up by tomorrow. I will also be leaving my short little blurb as the "first chapter" for a bit longer so that people know what they are getting into. If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, shoot me a message or leave a reply. I often respond to comments in a private PM! Thanks again for reading :)
