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What can i say, it's kinda bad that this site eats my words
Wondering if this will work while also trying to remember
This story can be continued differently from pretty much any point
so anybody could change it if they wanted
...They started off kinda rocky. One wanted to test himself and to find an equal while the other was just being curious, maybe in need. They understood each other, even though someone needed to accept failure before the other.
If you can't beat someone just make them your pal, learn, have a good time... No matter what sacrifices it took, suffering through that is what one of them did.
Maybe Heiji kinda put himself as Kudo's friend... but still you could say they got to a point of very synchronized teamwork. Does not matter that it was from one side most of the time.
The other will realize, letting it fall... or will decide to leave it behind standing taller and further than ever.
"I did spend a lot of time trying to get to him, explain better, since i talked too much. I guess his case took over though so i couldn't do nothin'. Hoping i can make it a joke, n' we can forget - but never got tha chance to. Now i see tah' it wouldn't be enough even if i did." - Kazuha went through the halls of the mall, talking to Ran once again.
"I wish i could joke with Kudo more often..."-The following girl added absentmindedly. Kazuha eyed her with amusement.
It grabbed the Osakan's attention, the spaced-out look on Ran. She nudged her arm, smiling. "There will be plenty of occasions, don't ya worry! You would never make the mistakes i did." She assured.
Ran looked at her softly, a bit of bravery developing in her eyes. She was just about to answer, but right then a sound sounded.
*Ding Ding*
And no, it was not the sound of Ran's confidence increasing, but a phone jingle.
"Oh, what's tha' about?" Kazuha looked at her phone for a second, seeing a new message filled with weird symbols. Unknown number?
"Huh", Ran looked over her friend's shoulder - "Maybe... I don't know, send it to Hattori-kun to decipher? Maybe it's just some glitched spam or advertisement. Oh! if he is still on a case, how about asking my Shinichi?" She added.
"Good Ide-" Kazuha turned slowly. " Your Shinichi? "
Her smile was sly and wide at the same time, sending her friend into blushing. "NO NO NO, I MEANT-" She started, but Kazuha laughed loudly at her friend's embarrassment. - "MY DETECTIVE-CHILDHOOD-FRIEND-Oh NOoooo, LiKE, LIKE YOURS! Kazuha stop laughing!" But her giggles continued as she got Ran into a Head-lock. "I get it, i will send it to 'em if you want. Your face though? Priceless."
Ran squinted, but laughed lightly after a second of looking at Kazuha's knowing face before her. She huffed, "If it's important though i would like to hear Shinichi's opinion. Actually, who do you think will figure it out first? Let's make it a race."
"Sure, pfff, i will take your advice if ya let me buy you some dinner. I have not laughed that hard since like a month! " The girl smiled again, feeling way better than yesterday.
...The presence of a good friend is really nice indeed. I only hope i can come back to that level with Hattori someday... Now however...
They headed off towards the best food joint, passing lights from the titles shining and many decorated trees on their way - big shopping plans and a promise of good dinner waited as people smiled looking at them. Ran smiled wide, too.
Empty house, A little after sunset-
Kudo skated towards old Agasa's lab in high speed, vial secured to show him later. He has to admit, he wasn't so keen on leaving the house (and his self-proclaimed friend) at first, but let's just say he plans to go back real fast. Extremely fast. Absolutely embodying speed. 100% acceleration. Total zoom.
For now though, it's was the safest to leave Hattori in there instead of dragging him along with rain threatening to fall from the sunless sky. At night, no less.
He was gambling on this one, but he believed he made the right decision. He wasn't even sure if they would actually get to the lab with Heiji in this state anyway so it still seemed less risky, right?
...Who am i even explaining myself to? - Kudo thought once more.
flashback
"Let me search the house for some bandages, i can tell you need some. Wait for me here - don't move." Kudo climbed down the couch, not noticing (or caring) that his friend was already asleep, continuing his monologue.
"...and, Heiji? Thanks. Even if it fails, just..." Kudo looked back, a weird feeling tugging on his mind. He didn't recognize it, and yet it felt simple. Just a look at the sleeping Osakan's face, his obvious tiredness and weakness he would never show in any other situation stirred something within, obviously some ... important feeling.
Not even his deduction skills can help with identifying what he currently felt, but for now he has to name it 'concern' - if just for the amount of bruises Conan couldn't look at without feeling bad.
Being worried about his physiological state is one thing, but...
He blinked, noticing that the eyes he wanted to be open and happy were hazy and saddened instead.
The feeling persisted.
Shinichi walked through the house and, after a while, distracted himself by looking around for any medikits and scavenging the shelves. He found some useful things left over that were still usable and went downstairs to apply them with determination. Also properly, since his partner tried but failed before. Walking towards the couch and getting to Hattori's height, even though a little awkwardly in his small height in comparison, Shinichi looked Heiji over.
As he got to the point of the injuries he started slowly preparing the materials for each one, thinking about today's events.
Shinichi moved slowly and carefully while taking off the clothes off of his friend at the bloodied sites. Heiji's shoulder was heavily bruised, an idea already forming in Kudo's head as he saw the central point of the bleeding. An injection site...? it looks like it was caused by a lot of struggle and an injection itself. Sedation? After cleaning it and putting some bandages on it, he moved to the wrists.
...Most likely he has been pulling too hard on his handcuffs when trying to get away...in the worst case...
He wrapped them gently, carefully looking if it wasn't too tightly tied. There was one more small thing left being the cuts randomly dispersed on the skin. Some looked fresher than the others. Another round of torture or escape wounds?
...Hm...
Shinichi opened a box of medical band-aids and a gauze to disinfect all of the smaller and bigger openings.
He did this in absolute silence, focused fully on his work. He was quietly wondering if he would hurt Heiji's feelings that way, ignoring him and all, but decided it was okay with him asleep. After-all, at this time the awake Heiji and asleep Heiji were vastly different.
Still... He shared his care by just sometimes gently shaking him by the arm reminding him of his attention rather than anything more exciting that could wake him. That was a nice compromise, right?
Kudo briefly smiled.
Maybe he wasn't good at social skills, but he knew how to give assurance sometimes - occasionally, how to handle Heiji and people he holds important. Well, sure, it never was that his jokes and banter wasn't enough, and normally he was ok with holding conversations to make investigating stuff better, but it wasn't one of these easier, good times.
It also wasn't like he was getting stared at with some malice that he knew how to handle, or anything witty that he could deflect, or something crime related, or...
In short, he was just testing how he can handle this new territory.
...
...
Heiji would be better at this if our roles were switched. And they were a few times. He was the one that covered for me when i was needed, helped when he could, talked to me to cheer me up... How does he do it all, anyway? -That basically went through his head as he was bandaging every injury he saw while holding Hattori's hands out for him to inspect.
Since that, the detective of the east was almost done. With most problems taken care of and patched up, he prepared his last band-aid to put on Hattori's cheek.
Trust needed to be high if the latter managed to fall asleep next to him, in a abandoned house no less, so why all the hiding?
...
...Since he is asleep and recovering and i am close by the base, if i take the vials to analyze on my skateboard it takes less than 15 minutes to go back afterwards! I don't think anything will happen... If BO wanted him dead we wouldn't be here right now...Though...man, do i...
-end of flashback-
-?
"Professor Agasa!" "Ai!" Shinichi yelled for the only two helpful scientists he could count on.
"Shinichi! How did it go? Everything was fine?" Professor asked his small friend. From the look of it he was just stress-browsing the net ever since the call. He has to admit, it flew out of his head that the professor wanted an update to calm his mind. Shinichi felt guilty momentarily but quickly got back to business.
"The thing i will tell you and give you may be the biggest break-through with the poison so far!" was he excited? "...Or not. We will see. I... hope it is, though."
The old man's eyes widened, looking curiously at the boy. "And is everybody alright?" He asked, standing up.
...Right, i forget that i literally demanded tracking of Heiji's phone out of the blue with possibly horrified expression on my face. Oopsss.
"Yes, but i will have to ask you for assistance later, doct-"
"What is going on?" Haibara appeared from behind a door, her eyes focusing on Shinichi. Was he too loud? Damn, Kudo must be exited. - The small detective huffed a bit and decided to just show it rather than explain. It would take too long if they all just cared about the wrong things.
"Check this, please." He said as the vial was out and held gently by his hand for them to see. They both looked at it at the same time, blinked, and looked back up at him.
There wasn't even a second passing and both of them immediately asked a lot of questions, their gazes and movements rapid as they quickly checked the formula of the liquid. Shinichi could actually get confused just by looking at them move in every direction, but was happy on the inside that they wanted to help him that much and this fast.
"Erm, guys, i appreciate it but ... i will get going now. I have something to go back to but contact me as soon as you get anything, ok?" Just as he finished-
"DON'T YOU DARE MOVE KUDO SHINICHI." Ai shouted from over her seat. Ouch. Rare. "YOU ARE GOING TO TELL US EVERYTHING." Professor Agasa was joining in now.
"But- But guys- "
"NO!"
Dammit. I guess i will be helping even more people today. I mean, it's very important,? so i need to stay,? and technically nothing will happen to him when i get things covered here...
It can be a breakthrough, after all. A chance... Finally...
let's do this.
*You know you should die, right?*
*Come on, you can at least do that, right?*
*We won't let you go, we won't be quiet, never ever never*
*Hey,Hattori...*
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The words and voices blended together, creating chaos that prevented any thinking on your own. The thoughts were going fast and yet the head was empty, another plane taken over by complete disarray and darkness.
It was unbearable. He couldn't stand it anymore. The head was the only safe place everybody could always go to but his own was a full-force 100% unsafe mess ready to tear him apart bit by bit from the inside. The things coming out of nowhere and shadows saying things echoing off the walls of his mind created chaos and blind need to escape, bringing pangs of headache on every inch on his skull. It felt like his head shouldn't be in it's place, the burning skin should be off, the boiling blood should get out of his body. Everything felt wrong and everything was becoming pain. Part by part, he was getting overwhelmed by shaking.
...Again...Why...
He took a knife that lay a few steps away. He knew it would work. The tilt felt hot against his fingertips, tempting and fighting for his approval. Once more.
It's a fight his real mind was losing, something else taking over, something aggressive and destructive, scratching the inside of his skull. It felt like a killer waiting for more death, the crime scene being a perfect habitat providing all needs, the knife being the final piece to switch. He held it tight above his hand, mere centimetres away from the cuts he made to stop his suffering when he came here earlier alone.
He needs to do this. He knows that!
Just as he readied himself and the voices were loudly pressuring him from the inside-...
He noticed something in contrast to his tanned wrist, looking harder at himself. There was a ... bandage around his hand. He looked at the other, seeing one more as neat as the other one.
...Huh?...
Clean and white, neatly and carefully placed... So gentle that he didn't even feel them and yet they did their purpose. The white fabric clashed against his dark skin and tunnel vision, standing out almost beautifully, small flashes of memory of the person that placed them going through Heiji's mind in torn flashes. The knife fell down from his hand absentmindedly, producing a dull clack noise as his thoughts got blocked by some sort of new blockade, thick and standing firm with his instincts.
The blockade wasn't much, getting teared apart slowly, but all the voices let up after they hit it. He tensed one last time, relief causing him to falter, shreds of pain lowering in intensity as he completely slacked while staring at nothing.
There was a fresh smell of blood around him, a clear metalic taste in the air. Drops of warm liquid fell down his face, a steady stream going down onto the wooden floor. The drips and growing puddles became closer and closer as his legs abruptly gave out, bringing him to the ground with a dulled thud.
...
...
Hour later ( which is way more than promised, Kudo ) - lab -
"I have no words. I have no idea how you did this, i have no idea what luck you had, but this..." Ai looked at her notes with light in her eyes- "Is the perfect formula. I have no more words, Kudo. We succeeded. Finally. You..."
"I'm free."
Kudo finally looked down on himself, his height making everything look better. He smiled and broke out of the hug with the professor he got locked in as soon as he dressed up and sighed.
He felt so good and free, all healthy, all calm, pain-free, almost like a big weight was off his heart. Almost like a sentence hanging over his head got passed to someone else. For real. Looking at two bright smiling faces before him he felt one creeping on his face as well, tight and wide and finally true.
He helped with figuring stuff out and getting closer to all the tests coming as safe to use until everything went successfully, which was honestly amazing to him. He felt so light again, so free... and then-...-suddenly-
Realization.
He remembered something he should have done about an hour ago-
His smile stilled and he became stiff, 2 unknown emotions taking over his mood in a second.
"You asked how i got this. Let me tell you guys something, our Heiji broke in BO." Both of them snapped their heads towards him, eyes as wide as plates. There was this certain message in their eyes-
'Heiji? BO? Never heard these in one sentence from Kudo before. We made sure he knew as little as possible, right? That no one intervenes... Maybe he knew from his dad? Is the police involved? ' Their eyes seemed to say in their surprise.
...but he continued, "And not that they just willingly gave him all this, no no. He was pretty beaten up by the time i got to him. Thank god he wasn't dead, since it was kinda really bad."
"You remember when i asked to help me find him via phone? " He looked at the old professor briefly as he nodded in agreement. "I found him and patched him up. I'm really sorry and i promise we will get this all over with when i'm back but now i have to get there again to end this mess. Thank you so much for this, i definitely will make it up to you-!" - He said in a hurry grabbing his heavier jacket, looking for understanding in his companions eyes. They nodded with slight smiles wishing Shinichi luck, slightly confused. It felt as if a huge weight has been lifted up their shoulders as well, but now they weren't so sure. Kudo called back, "in case i wouldn't come back for some time, ready the car!"
As he turned, he barely heard,
"But the BO, they might be after- Kudo wait!"
The door snapped shut behind a determined detective rushing for investigation and info gathering, leaving a very complete feeling scientists looking after their most successful rescue, even if a little scared since recently.
"...Get all this over with, huh? All he will do is take us on ice cream and we will get over with the waffle at most. If he survives to that point, that is."
"...Yeah, but that's the best we can look forward to."
...They chuckled, because they indeed looked forward to it.