I DO NOT OWN DETECTIVE CONAN OR MAGIC KAITO.
Blame the case and the crazy person on Heiji being OOC.
Heartbeat
Working with dead bodies was part of being a detective. That didn't mean it was easy.
'It was a bad case,' Heiji thought. His body was on auto pilot going to find comfort. He knew where he was going and he wasn't going to stop himself. 'So many bodies,' he thought as he got on the bus.
The case started off as a simple missing person case, which evolved into a major kidnapping case when it was found that the case had the same M.O. as a current abduction case that was currently unsolved. The kidnapper was currently the main suspect of 38 other missing people in the span of six months. No demands had been made and the police, though it went unsaid, didn't have much hope of finding the abducted alive.
With Heiji's help the police had found the abductor and his 39 victims. The abductor was a murder. His victims, the oldest and the newest, were found in his basement. They were chopped up into pieces, in various degrees of decomposition. Also the murder had thrown maggots and worms into the mix to help the decomposition. The smell was horrible.
When they had found the murder he was in the process of chopping up his latest victim and the remains of his other victims that were under his newest victim. When the police were escorting the murder away he gave Heiji a creepy smile.
"You work with the dead," he said, "You all do," he continued as he looked at all the officers around him before turning back to Heiji. "But I know you," he giggled, "The dead are all around you. They pile around you. There is no life near you!" he laughed, loud and crazy. He turned to the bodies in the basement then back to Heiji. "I'm the same as you. The dead are all around me. We're the same," he giggled again. "We're exactly the same," the giggling turned into laughter. He stopped abruptly and stared at Heiji with wide eyes and huge grin on his face. His whole being giving off a crazy vibe. "You're dead inside. You're cold. You're heart doesn't even beat. You're just like me!" Crazy laughter followed the man as he was escorted out of his house.
Heiji had reached his destination and knocked on the door. It opened and Heiji stepped inside and removed his shoes, without an invitation. Now inside auto-pilot shut off and he had no idea what to do. He felt a light grip on his upper arm steer him in a certain direction and he went with it. He was led to a living-room and the grip disappeared as its owner sat down on the couch.
"Am I dead inside?" Heiji asked. His voice just above a whisper.
Saguru looked up at him. "What makes you ask that?"
"Am I?" Heiji asked again. A sense of need slipping into his voice.
"No, of course not. Why would you ask such a thing?"
Heiji remained silent.
"Tell me what happened, please."
Heiji told him everything that happened, his voice holding no emotion and barely above a whisper.
When Heiji finished Saguru spoke up again. "He was lying," he said, his own voice firm, strong, quiet, and reassuring. He looked up at Heiji. "Do you want me to tell you how I know?" he asked.
Heiji nodded. Saguru stood but not completely. He put his left leg on the couch to steady himself as he grabbed Heiji's right wrist with his left hand as his right slid up Heiji's body. He let his eyes slip closed as he looked for his proof. He found it and a smile slowly formed on his face. He replaced his hand with his right ear to make sure. "It's right here," he said. He removed his head to replace it with Heiji's right hand. He sat back on the couch, his left leg still under him. "It's your heart. It's beating. You're warm," he placed his chin on Heiji's arm and looked up into Heiji's eyes. "You're not dead, Heiji."
Everything was silent for a while. "I'm tiered," Heiji finally said.
A small, soft smile appeared on Saguru's face. "Come, lie down with me," he said as he laid down on the couch pulling Heiji with him. Heiji didn't mind. He comfortably laid on top of Saguru, turning Saguru into a comfortable pillow. He moved his head until he found what he was looking for. A small smile slowly appeared on his face as he found it.
"You're right," Heiji said, "He was lyin'. I can hear your heartbeat. I'm not surrounded by death. You're alive." Heiji was too tired to stay awake.
Saguru massaged Heiji's scalp and played with his hair at the same time. The action and sound comforting and causing Heiji to fall asleep faster.
This was fun to write.
Posted 5/17/10
