Disclaimer: I do not own Case Closed/Detective Conan in any way, shape, or form. Life sux that way.
"Text" Saying
'Text' Thoughts
OLD LOVE, NEW LOVE
By LSC
CHAPTER ONE: Note from the Unknown
"I'm home!" Rachel's voice echoed through the apartment.
"Hey, Rachel!" said Conan. "Where have you been?"
"I told you already, Conan," she said. "I went out with Jake."
'Oh yea, her new boyfriend,' Conan thought. 'I forgot.' "What about Jimmy?" he said out loud. "I thought you liked him." He smiled slightly.
Rachel stared out into space, as she always did when she was thinking about Jimmy. "Jimmy," she said in a tone as if she was remembering something from long ago. "Don't remember him."
Conan sweatdropped. 'Ok. I deserved that,' he thought.
Just then an envelope appeared underneath the door. Conan got to it first. He picked it up and looked at it for a second. The front said, "To: Rachel Moore." It was typed.
"Here, Rachel, it's for you," said Conan, handing it to her. As he did, he thought, 'Why wasn't the address on there? Someone must have hand delivered it here personally.'
Rachel took the envelope and opened it. She read the note inside. A shocked look crossed her face.
"What's wrong?" Conan asked.
Rachel handed the letter to him. He read it over.
Rachel-
I am writing this to let you know that you are my everything. You are the sun and the moon to me. I would do anything for you. And if you told me to go to Hell, I would, and I would write you letters from there.
Love,
...ok so does anyone know who the mysterious note-writer is yet? Nah, of course you don't because I haven't told you yet. Read more and find out.