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Chapter 7: FBI?
It was him. It was Akai Shuichi. Conan couldn't move. He had no where to move to. Bourbon was pointing a gun at him twenty feet in front of him. Shuichi was pointing a gun at him just inside the doorway, which was about twenty feet to his right. Conan looked from Bourbon to Shuichi. Both men were expressionless. It was Ran who spoke first. She was as pale as a ghost, but she managed to croak out four words.
"What...is going on?" she said.
Conan opened his mouth to respond, but Shuichi beat him too it.
"All will be well, Mouri-san."
Bourbon smirked. "Are you on my side or their side?" He shifted his gun so it pointed at Shuichi.
Shuichi frowned. "It wouldn't matter."
Bourbon looked confused. "What?"
Shuichi didn't reply. He just shifted his gun so it pointed at Bourbon. Both men stood facing each other, guns pointing at the other's head and frowning. Suddenly, a shot rang out and Bourbon pitched forward. Masako, after waking up for about a minute, grabbed the man's arms, pinned them behind his back, and turned to look at Shuichi.
Shuichi, expressionless once again, walked to the struggling man under Masako, and snapped a pair of handcuffs on his wrists. He grabbed the man by the shoulder and pulled him to his feet.
Bourbon glared. "I will get back at you," he growled as he limped, struggling to keep up with the FBI agent's pace.
"After you get over that wound and your prison sentence, though I highly doubt you'll be let out anytime soon." Akai led the man out of the room. Just before leaving, he said, "I'm taking him to the headquarters. Kudo, you better get this place cleaned up before the group arrives. I'll get an officer over here soon."
Conan just blinked. I always though Shuichi wasn't on my side. How come he...? Conan gasped as he remembered the conversation between Masako and Hattori Heizo. Heizo had said that Shuichi, along with Jodie Saintemillion, were FBI agents.
As Conan was thinking, another person walked into the room. Conan looked up and found Jodie Saintemillion staring down at him with a smile on her face.
"I see Mr. Detective is doing some thinking again." She winked.
"Jodie-sensei!" Ran said as she recognized the American lady in front of them.
Jodie just smiled. She walked over to the sofa, sat down and crossed her legs.
"What are you doing here?" Conan asked suspiciously.
"Protecting you guys."
Conan narrowed his eyes but did say anything.
Ran shook Conan's shoulder lightly. "Ne, Shinichi, how come that other guy knows about you and why did sensei say 'protecting you guys'?"
"They're FBI agents that were sent to protect us." I think.
"Oh." Ran got up from the position she was kneeling in. "That happened so fast I didn't have time to react. She looked at Conan, actually, Shinichi's blue eyes. "Thank you, for protecting me." She smiling and kissed him on the cheek.
Conan blushed. "It's okay."
Masako smiled, not surprised by Jodie's intrusion, as she shook Sonoko's shoulder lightly. "Hey wake up."
"What.....?"
"You fell asleep."
"I did what?" Sonoko glanced around the room. Her eyes grew wide when she saw the broken glass door and the glass all over the floor. Masako had a trail of blood by her mouth and Sonoko reached up to wipe it away.
"What happened? Are you okay? Why did I fall asleep and-"
"You don't want to know," Masako said as she held up a hand to stop Sonoko from touching her and got out a handkerchief. Wow, she's matured, well sort of. It has been 10 years. She dabbed at her mouth and then turned to Conan and Ran. "Are you guys okay?"
Receiving a slight nod from Conan and a slight smile from Ran was enough to tell her that the answer was 'yes'. Masako was just about to leave for the dustpan and broom to clean up the glass when Sonoko asked, "Where's Ron?"
Ran, Conan, and Masako all gasped as the all shifted their gaze to look at Sonoko.
"What? Why are you guys all looking at me like that?" Sonoko started getting nervous.
"Oh, sh*t." Conan said a few more inappropriate words under his breath
"Oh, dear." Ran dug her nails in Conan's shirt.
Masako made some inappropriate noises and then groaned. "How could we have been that stupid??" she said to no one in particular.
"I don't understand how I had missed that." Conan sighed.
Ran frowned. "No wonder he looked so familiar."
"What??? Wait, you guys are talking about something that I obviously have no idea about. Tell me what's going on!" Sonoko got up from her spot against the wall and walked over to the scattered glass. "And I want you guys to explain this."
The threesome sighed. Jodie just yawned. "We'll explain later, when everyone gets here," they said in unison.
Masako shook her head as she left for the dustpan and broom. Ran flopped down onto the sofa and sighed. Conan sat down next to her and frowned.
They would ask any questions, explain anything, or figure out what was happening later. Right now, they just needed a break. Conan sighed and leaned back on the sofa. He fell asleep quickly after that. Ran was getting tired too, so she too, fell asleep next to Conan. Sonoko just stood there, confused. She finally decided to go into Masako's study and surf the net or something. As Masako came back into the room with the dustpan and broom, Sonoko quietly asked for permission and left the room. Masako smiled at the sleeping couple and quietly cleaned up the broken glass. Afternoon slowly faded to night, which slowly became morning.
Morning was question time.
~to be continued~
Okay, so this chapter is short, but I wanted to make the group get-together big and well, more interesting, so I'm leaving you off here. I hope you liked my story so far and please please please review!!!! Thanks!!!! Please email for any grammar, spelling etc. mistakes you want me to fix. You can also state your thoughts, but please don't criticize too hard; this is only my third story. Thanks and I'll see you all in the next chapter!!
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