A Shinichian Conan
Chapter 5: Knock! Knock!
A Detective Conan Fanfic
The moment Conan stepped into the tunnel of his choice, he heard the gates crashing down behind him, sealing his exit.
'Guess there's no turning back now, well, better get going before my supplies run out.' Conan shrugged as he headed towards the other end of the tunnel, with a path of tedious journey ahead of him...
Gradually, the roof of the tunnel got lower and lower, forcing Conan to continue the path on his knees. It finally turned out to be an advantage for being in this body, he thought to himself, but then again, how would he have ever ended up in such a pathetic state if he was not to be in this body? This world is really starting to resemble a circus and it seemed like the joke's on him...
The tunnel twisted and bent, adding to the difficulty of travelling to the destination. Luckily, the roof of the tunnel occasionally heightened, relieving the sores of his knees temporarily.
Eventually, the tunnel led Conan to a little room, where there was enough space to allow him to stand. The gates came crashing down behind him yet again, sealing him in the room with eight doors, four on each side. He was facing a blank wall with a piece of note pinned on it, one which stood out from both walls on either sides with doors.
The first thing Conan noticed about the doors were that they were each of different colours. Red, green, blue and black on his left and white, purple, silver and gold on the other. He walked on to retrieve the note from the wall and read out the following:
______________________________
To: Shinichi Kudo #2
Nothing here is as it seems,
Dreams are truth and truth are dreams.
The doors are different, you should know.
Red, green, blue, black, white, purple, silver and gold.
Green will bring you certain death,
Remember the first words then laugh there
End of clue
______________________________
Conan stood still for a moment, pondering over the clue. He did not want to risk being trapped in a closet of no return, which would probably result in turning him into a living corpse, not to mention the traps that lay in ambush behind these doors... He thought hard and carefully, almost hoping that he had a football with him. Kicking a ball always seemed to help ventilate his thoughts, giving him a clearer piece of mind. His life was now as delicate as a piece of thread, and he didn't want to risk snapping it.
With precise thoughts, he stepped towards the selected door, and at that moment all around him seemed to have frozen, time, space, everything, as they awaited his fate...
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"RING! RING!"
"Hello, yes, speaking. Yes, sir... yes, I fully understand. Ok, yes, I will personally take charge of this case... no problem. Bye."
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"... Miss Mouri... and Sonoko, what are you guys doing here?"
Sensing that her presence here at that moment was not needed for, Ran quickly excused herself and made a quiet exit, leaving Sonoko with Kyougoku. Ran's shadows quickly disappeared out of sight.
Tears piling up behind her eyes, Sonoko flung herself towards Kyougoku and her head quickly found the right spot on his shoulder. Upon this, she finally let out her tears and cried like a baby.
Kyougoku found himself to be helpless with the crying Sonoko as he tried his best to comfort her. Sure, he had his way with thugs and stuffs, but comforting girls was definitely not one of his best traits.
It took a long while before Sonoko finally got a hold of herself. She turned and looked at Kyogoku with her moist, teary eyes for a while before finally speaking.
"So... when did you arrived in Beika? Why didn't you inform us of you coming over?"
Kyougoku was quite taken aback by this simple question. He had not expected to bump into Sonoko and neither had he anticipated such questions. But of course, he managed to come up with a simple and intelligent reply before Sonoko could probe any further.
"Well... It was meant to be a surprise. I... had planned to hang around here for a few days before I pay you a surprise visit."
Sonoko brightened up at his reply and cooed, "I didn't expect you to be so romantic." And she gave him a warm hug.
Kyougoku immediately went red in the face. He felt a strange kind of feeling which he always does whenever he was with Sonoko. However, he has many unaccomplished task and he felt that this was simply not the time to indulge in matters of the heart.
"Its getting late, come on, I will walk you home."
Kyougoku stretch a hand out to Sonoko to pull her up on her feet and they walked out into the cold, bitter, night, strolling along the somewhat empty streets.
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The doors closed gently behind Ran as she walked into the seemingly empty house. The moonlight poured in from the windows, and it was ample to cast a shadow in the quiet house. It seemed that nobody had come home yet. Ran bit her lips, for she was worried over the fact that Conan was not home. But another part of her was reassuring her that Conan is a tough character and that he could very well take care of himself despite of his age. At the same time, her other half debated over the fact if being so sensible was really more of a hazard than of a safety line. Because as a matter of factly, Conan had always got into trouble as a result of his sensibility.
In fact, she at one time had nearly lost him. It was fortunate that her bloodtype was appropriate for the blood transfer, or else he might had died of serious blood loss.
Ran shivered. Partly because of the chilling wind which blew
in through the windows, but mostly due to the fact of remembering
the terrible experience of nearly losing Conan.
How in the world was she going to answer for his death to his
parents? And to Shinichi?
But wait a minute... hadn't she suspected Conan of being Shinichi some time ago? True... but no matter who Conan really was, there was no way she was going to let him die. That boy had really touched her heart when he risked his life to protect her on a few occasions, and his actions puzzled her on why he did so, which was probably the reason behind her suspicions.
Ran was getting pretty worried by the minute, but she found sufficient reasons to convince herself that Conan would be fine as usual. Most probably, he could have just forgotten the time and having a fine time at Professor Agasa's house and decided to stay for the night. After all, he IS still a kid. That must be it.
Satisfied with her own reasoning, Ran then retreated back to her own bedroom for a good night's rest, totally oblivious to the kind of dangers which Conan is currently exposed to...
(clue provided by Sherlock Holmes, a.k.a. T.Y.H.)
