3 Years and Two Twisted Hearts (A Sherliam Fanfic)
Summary: The Lord of Crime is in a phase of depression, it is the greatest Detective's job to take care of him. After forcing him to 'live' when London bridge has fall them down to the Thames. Sherliam Dedicated Fic (Both Anime/Manga timeline)
Note: It took long to update because am sad Moriarty the Patriot manga ends with William and Sherlock cool off. The next manga volume is a filler adaptation of Yuumori lightnovel. And same thing, I want more Sherliam but I guess we can only be greedy through fanfics, thus I will continue this fanfic for that purpose but I may eventually drop depending on the circumstances. Visit my Sherliam memes in tumblr and deviantart too.
I made A Moriarty the Patriot Abridge in youtube PLEASE WATCH!
P.S. plz ignore the weird English xD
Chapter 6: His Last Oath
Knock, knock.
He heard it clear. A knock came by...?
Excited and just assuming Billy got the newspaper, it must be a lot that he had to knock.
"Billy the door isn't lock-" it was not Billy but rather a gentlemen whose fashion similar to London.
William have a bad feeling.
"Who are you sir?" Forgetting the fact he isn't suppose to talk to anybody at all because his face might be recognizable in newspapers.
William had a face to face situation with the stranger who look instantly shock and terrified.
"I knew it! It's you!" The finger pointed harshly. William is unable to run. "Eh?" And that was it, his existence got in danger when the middle age man speculated.
"You...that face is the Lord of Crime...!"
William James Moriarty is too stunned to speak...for a second.
"...!"
William quickly come up with a blatant lie in attempt to subdue the situation.
"I'm sorry...I don't know what you are talking about. You might have mistaken me for someone else?"
He is trying to keep the friendly face but the British stranger doesn't buy a dime of it. The man continued to be scandalous. "No! Your accent is definitely a British like me! With an eyepatch or not, your face sketched perfectly in the newspaper of Lord Milverton! You...Y-You are alive! Heavens! This world is doom!" His voice can be heard on neighborhood rooms of this apartment.
The scandal begins.
William is unable to control the situation now. He sweat drops but remained unimpressed outside to pretend his first lie as reality.
However, "I saw you at the park with Sherlock Holmes. So you guys are alive and together?! What is this conspiracy!?" He needs to lie again right now.
'Sherly would be in danger!'
Thankfully he is an intelligent man and a master of lies. William got a story right away to share, "Sorry but...I have no memories of what you are talking about. My name is Jim. I was told I had a horrible accident. But that's all I know. Please leave. Let's not cause a scene here, this is an apartment. You are bothering the neighbors-" slowly he reach out so he can touch the middle age man's shoulders to calm down.
"Aah! Don't touch me!" The man staggers away and pushes William inside the apartment door.
Falling down, William deliberately hit his back at the wall.
WHAM!
"Ah-!" William clutch his head as he is acting. "Sorry, I feel dizzy...ughhh..." the stranger panics when William collapses at the wall.
"W-what did I...?" The Lord of crime isn't moving, he thought-
"Aah! Is he dead? I didn't do this!"
Frantic.
"Aaahh!" Then he runs off.
Not knowing it is an act.
'He finally left. Got his wallet...' William got up and closed the door then... 'Got you!'
In his hand, 'Identification card.' Must report to Sherlock.
He got it when he tried to touch the man, in order to steal his ID to be traced.
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A few moments later.
Finally Sherlock got back from buying coffee beans.
Noticing the door is locked as it is supposed to be, nothing unusual.
Using the keys, Sherlock opens the door of their apartment with enthusiasm.
"Oi Billy, Liam! Am back!" As he went inside he met two serious face.
Billy's arms are crossed for the first time, he looked annoyed. While William at the sofa have his fingertips to the edge of his lips. As if he was in deep thought in almost nibbling his nails.
Sherlock raised an eyebrow, something isn't right for a good morning.
"Did something happened?"
Immediately Billy answered him in urgency.
"Mr. Ponytail...Mr. William is in danger."
Bewildered.
"What?! What happen to you Liam-"
William shoves the ID in his face.
"An ID?"
Confused.
William begins to embrace himself with discomfort and guilt. "I'm sorry but, this is very bad Sherly." He thought of the worst possible scenario already that alarmed Sherlock. "We probably can't stay together as we hoped for."
Grabbing the ID, flipping it front and back. The ID have someone's name and picture.
Sherlock mentally reads, 'Wilkins...Balore?' Then eyed the two. "How did you got this? Who is this?"
William had the sorry face as he bit his lips.
Noticing William's tensed up body and how he cross his arms to massage his own elbows. Gripping and fidgeting "I would like to apologize Sherly. It is my fault. I got careless...Someone knocked at the door and I opened it. I forgot that I was not suppose to open the door at all."
Admitting his sin of disobedience. Billy scolded William, "We had a rule that me and Mr. Ponytail had keys! So there is no way we would knock. After all...nobody knows we had a third occupant..!"
Sherlock is in disbelief that William actually decided a stupid decision that endangered them.
"...Liam, you are saying you open the door by yourself?" He didn't want to be angry, rather he couldn't guess why would William be careless when he knows very well he isn't suppose to roam around alone without him nor Billy.
"I thought I told you to wait for us to come in regardless...?"
William can only apologize for his actions. "I'm afraid...Yes. I got carried away. I thought it was safe..." while keeping a secret the real reason why he disobeyed Sherlock.
It was all about reading a newspaper with Billy.
Since Billy and William avoids to look at him in the face, Sherlock grab his own bangs brush up as he stressed out. "This is bad." It is finally sinking what is about to happen.
William grabs the end of his clothing with sorry face. "I know, I'm sorry Sherly. I swear it won't happen again. I will never open the door unless emergency."
Sherlock click his tongue and mentally scolded William but he kept his mouth shut into a gritting teeth. William saw how Sherlock is definetly annoyed about the dumb thing he have done.
Flashback...)))
(('Liam, there are only three reasons why you should open the door. 1st if you heard my voice of Billy's voice commanding you to open. 2nd if there is a fire, obviously save yourself. 3rd if your life is in any danger that you have no choice but to open the door. Other than that, you cannot open the door. Ignore the knocks, for me and Billy had apartment keys. There would no need for your assistance to open the door. Are we clear?'))
(('Yes, your good intentions are properly said Sherly.'))
End of flashback...))
Sherlock's annoyance died down when William finally sat up and walk near him face to face.
With those...ehem, puppy eyes.
"I'm sorry. The moment we went outside I forgot my position as a wanted man. I..."
Resigning to the situation.
"Its ok Liam. It already happened." Patting William's shoulders. "I forgive you, but we must quickly track down this person before he reports your location to the authorities." Swearing in his deep blue ocean eyes that he will keep William safe no matter what. William smiles.
Then Billy raised his hands to interrupt the two, "I know where to locate this man!" Both looks at Billy. Sherlock is skeptical. "Really Billy?"
Billy evil grins. "Leave it to me! I shall invite him here under government's method!"
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One day later.
"As you can see am indeed alive sir Wilkins Balore." Sherlock at the sofa and the guest at the chair, they are facing each other.
Wilkins Balore points to Sherlock with anger and betrayed look. "Why did you kept William James Moriarty alive here?! You should go back to London and surrender him to the government!"
Sherlock try to cool him off by a nervous chuckle. "Now, now I have a reason why I cannot do that yet." It was intentional.
It worked, it caught the man's attention to be curious.
"Yet?"
Sherlock points at his William whose sitting beside him acting uncomfortable and...seem to be scared.
"Isn't obvious? Look at him..."
William clings to Sherlock with a pretend amnesia and the persona of a child. "Sherly, I'm scared. This man is scary..." he even sniffles.
Sherlock pats William's head as he continued his blatant lies. "See? He had a terrible amnesia and become a child like. I want to surrender him but...how can you execute someone whose like this?"
Wilkin's is baffled by the sight, but no matter how much he rubs his eyes...he clearly sees the so called Lord of Crime had become a defenseless rabbit.
"So you mean...he woke up and forgot all his crimes?!" Still mad how the villain can perfectly have an amnesia to avoid the decision of guilty. "How dare he...!" Frustrated.
Sherlock and William communicated with a short glance at each other to push further the set up.
"He even forgot his own identity. So I felt pity, so I decided to keep him as my assistant while I make arrangements to go back to London. So please kept this confidential?" Is Sherlock's generous display, and it made Wilkin's amazed.
"R-right." Convincing self to believe on their hero. "I mean...you are Sherlock Holmes, you have no reason to lie."
Sherlock nodding with a smile but his fingers are crossed.
Billy behind Wilkin's ready to hit his head if he does not say yes.
To their anticipation...
Wilkins made a heavy sigh. "Fine, I shall keep quiet about this. But are you sure he isn't harmful?"
Sherlock, William and Billy paused for a sec. They did not expect it to be that fast...
Billy replied in behalf "Harmful? He is thumb sucking." William followed Billy's signals to suck his thumb like an abnormal fellow. "HEY stop it Jimmy-san! Don't do that!"
William even made a sad face. "I'm hungry Sherly...hurry food." Sherlock knows its an act but for some reason his heart throbs and his face went red.
'Damn...! Liam so cute!'
Trying to gain composure...
"Sorry Mr. Wilkins, I have to take this chap for therapy. Please be on your way."
Sherlock offered his hand for a handshake, Wilkin trusted the Detective's hunch.
"Very well then."
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After that...
Sherlock surrenders his back to the sofa. "Damn, your acting is on point!" Feeling exhausted. William also sighs, he admits that was stressful.
"I cannot believe my mental unstableness would come in handy."
The plan to lie, all those script were made by William. Thankfully Sherlock and Billy is able to play their roles perfectly or else they were screwed.
His manipulation skills still within him. William looks at Sherlock and they stared at each other.
Both shortly laughs that they had they said the same thing.
They had same thinking.
William said it. "This means however...We cannot stay here."
Sherlock proposed. "We have to move apartment."
Still guilty. "It's my fault that..."
Seeing William blaming himself makes Sherlock worried for his mental health. "No Liam, it's my fault. I should have known better that bringing you outside is really not the best..."
William still wearing a sad face. Sherlock gestured for a hug. "Come here." The former Lord of Crime accepted the cuddle of comfort.
Sighing under their noses.
Sherlock can feel William's body is trembling with fear. It is not the first time William acted so vulnerable to him, he was William's light.
"Sherly...we'll stay together right?" William asks, with no hesitation Sherlock heavily swears. "I won't let you go Liam."
Then breaking the embrace to be able to look at each other straight to their irises that covers their passion for each other.
Sherlock with all confidence declares. "I oaths to you, today and onwards tomorrow, in after life nor the next life. I will protect you and illuminate your path Liam. I hope you will also return the favor by...accepting it fully. I basically wanna grow old with you just you and me."
William knows he had no other place to go home to. Not to London, not to his brothers.
William James Moriarty is dead.
A proposal Sherlock asking William to accept living with him forever in sickness and in health...to be honest William is not prepared for that yet.
He loved Sherlock, but he didn't want to seal Sherlock to his. After all things can still happen...like this one. It can separate them instantly. Unsure of such uncertain future for their relationship...William politely declines. "Sherly, I..." shaking his head to find the right words not to hurt Sherlock.
"Let me think about it Sherly, if I want to keep living together...by worrying together and...being happy together."
This time Sherlock frowns, he can feel William is rejecting his life time proposal to be married.
"You said you love me too right Liam? Then...let's get married." It sounded forceful, William can only respect Sherlock's desire are too strong for him to handle right now.
"That is a nice thing...however am not at my best yet. Give me some time okay...?"
Well...Sherlock is unhappy but at the very least it was not a total rejection from his marriage proposal.
... Atleast for now.
"Ehem."
Both froze as Billy already in between them at the sofa. "Sorry to disturb your somewhat marriage proposal...but.." he raised his notebook. "I have good news for you two."
"Billy?"
With a proud grin, Billy shares the good news indeed. "We actually need to relocate to our next assignment."
William guessed. "Meaning you have intentions to move apartment?" While Sherlock guess the latter. "Where is the next mission?"
Billy announces with joy.
"In Switzerland!"
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The wind blows as if Sherlock heard Mycroft's voice, he mutters. "I'm not an idiot!"
William tugs the end of his clothes.
"Sherly?"
"Just talking to self."
"Unn, ok?"
Escorting William gently by hovering his hands to William's back. "Stay close." William wearing a hoodie nods. "Nn."
They were about to ride a ship that embarks to Switzerland. As they walk above the ladders peak, the guard stops them. "Hold there you two." Sherlock and William pauses and anticipated for the guard to circle around them and the sailor guard did.
"Can you please remove your hoodies?"
Sherlock quietly thinks. 'As expected they will ask to reveal face.' But they already anticipated it so they are prepared. Removing hoodie, Sherlock with hair down while William with bandage covering both his eyes. The man taken back steps. "W-what happen to him sir?" Worried how the other one had wrapped bandages from his eyes, his neck and even his hands.
Sherlock made a fake story. "He had an accident. Burned alive, now he is blind and we are travelling to Switzerland where he can heal in peace."
A tone to plead. "So If you had heart, let us come in with hoodies on. It will make other people uncomfortable right?" He is pointing of how William looks like a mummified figure might scare other passengers that they can mistake him for having an illness.
The crew guard understood the message and let them wear both hoodies so that the other won't attract attention.
"Thank you!"
When stepping on the ladder board, William is indeed blind at this moment. He missed a step and let out his voice. "Ah-" Quickly Sherlock catches him. "Woah there! Easy!"
The crew guard is worried at the sight. "Should I help you carry him on board sir?"
Sherlock pats William's back as he held him close to his. "It's ok. I can handle him."
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At the room ship.
"Phew we made it! So how is Mr. William?"
William removing his eye bandages, adjusting his sight to the room since it were covered earlier. "I'm...ok. I see we are already inside our cabin?"
Sherlock also removes his his cloak, it felt uncomfortable. "Yeah, so I know you do understand you can't go outside but must stay here in our room at all cost Liam."
William sits on the free bed. "I know, am a wanted man. We can't risk someone again recognizing my face." Then he gaze up to Sherlock and Billy looking down at him. "Sorry for all the trouble I always give the two of you. Sherly, Billy. Am very grateful. Without you both...am..."
Sherlock got annoyed. "Sheesh Liam, you are such a drama queen! Don't apologize for something we insisted."
Billy tries to cheers him up. "Mr. Ponytail is right Mr. William. We both care for you without force! Especially Mr. Ponytail is head over heels to you hehe!" With thumbs up.
Sherlock face flushes red roses.
"B-Billy!"
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Choo-choo!
The ship going towards Switzerland had buzz it's signal of horn to start departing.
Meanwhile William who flinch at the sound, he is beside their cabin window.
The small frame that views the land getting closer to the sea features.
'We really are moving out of New York after a year huh...' William glance at Sherlock whose sitting beside him in the bed. Nothing special of the room, but being with Sherlock this close makes William's heart nervous.
Then Billy whose on the other bed suddenly stood up with enthusiasm. "Alright! Time to explore the ship and eat food!" Running to their cabin door and he looked at Sherlock.
"Mr. Ponytail you are coming right?"
Sherlock whose about to say yes. "Sure, hold on Billy-" only for a certain hand to stop him.
It was William's hand placed on his. Looking at his side, "Liam...?"
He knew he had to ask. After all the face William is making is very needy, with the following words.
"Sherly...c-can you stay here with me?"
Which is a bit a unusual. Sure William had been clingy lately due to his mental health condition declining. Sherlock look worried for a second. "Is something the matter Liam?" Billy seem to be dense yelled. "I'm going out first! Just follow me in the dining hall! See ya!"
Then slams the door close.
Hanging Sherlock and William alone together.
William knows it is a selfish thing. Just because he is stuck inside this room while for obvious reasons Sherlock and Billy will most likely hang out to the deck to enjoy the ship trip before arriving Switzerland.
He is going to be bored. It is a possibly 1 week travel by sea if weather doesn't go bad at all.
William had the urge to be selfish right now. So he decided these are the right words of reasoning. "I feel a bit lonely nowadays...or maybe because I must admit am a little bit anxious." Pressing his lips together, they do seem to be anxiety coming out of his skin. "I hope we make it safety to Switzerland."
Sherlock curt his eyebrows. "Liam don't say red flag triggers like that!" A sudden confident smile cross his lips. He look cocky, "But in any cases, if I haven't been clear enough..." grabbing William's head behind then pushing it closer to his chest.
"Eh...?"
William falls to Sherlock's arms as he declared once more his feelings towards him. "Liam, you are my greatest mystery. A life without you is just unthinkable now that I have caught you. I love you so much Liam."
William grabbing Sherlock's shirt is his actual response to appreciate it, curling his fingers to grip tightly, he weakly nod. "I know you do...it was plenty." Pushing away slightly to see Sherlock's face whose totally aspiring to be the best mate William could have in his life time.
"There will be more. It does not end here."
Cupping William's face, William felt ticklish. Small blushes painted, "Yes...I will live with you Sherly. May seem to be because I have no choice however, I did say...if we lived in a different world...I really, really want to be closer to you...until I find my ways to atone, to use this life for what purpose?" Snuggling his cheeks to the warm palms of Sherlock Holmes.
The two is addicted to each other's comfort.
"Liam.." staring at the remaining functional scarlet eyes.
"Sherly...Y-you are precious to me. T-though marriage is too fast...err..umm...but..." With much confidence. "I love you too." William is drawn deeply to Sherlock's dark deep blue eyes who wants his lips very much.
Allowing the moment to come together for each other's comfort.
Slowly their faces zoom in together until they form a kiss.
It is a silent and very gentle kiss.
Or so at first.
"Dammit Liam, I'm turned on." Sherlock groans as he pulled away from kissing. William chuckles and tempted him further by travelling his silk fingers to Sherlock's chin and to playfully touch his lips.
"Really Sherly is such a dog. A good pet dog." Sherlock huffs at his bad jokes. "Sadist aren't we?" Feeling sexy. "You know what, screw Billy! I want to fuck you right now Liam!" Pushing William's back to the bed they had been sitting on. "Hehe! Can't escape now this opportunity do I..? Professor."
William laughs it off. "My, my, whose needy now?" Pulling Sherlock's collar. William whispered in hid ears with spice. "See if you can make me fall harder Mr. Holmes."
Ohhh, the excitement Sherlock felt similar to the train incident. Sherlock is pump!
"I'll make you unable to walk again with your legs Moriarty." Is his answer to the dare.
The nerve.
"I'm ready to take you on Detective."
Sadly before they can even rip off their clothes the door to their cabin opens with Billy impatient.
"Hey! Mr. Ponytail! Why didn't you follow me?! The food is about to-" seeing the two together at bed and...well Sherlock hovering above William.
"Ah." Seeing William's innocent face.
Billy went red.
He realize what was happening to the two man doing adult stuffs as lovers.
"S-SORRY TO INTERRUPT!"
Slamming the door closed.
Sherlock and William's mood to do nasty things together got replaced with embarrassment.
Moving away from William who now sits like a pure person.
William cleared his throat to break the ice. "Ehem, you can go with Billy and bring me those interesting cuisine of the ship. I think eating before the deed is much healthier."
Sherlock whose now tapping his shoes at the floor. He got into a bad mood zone. "Damn Billy should have knock...!" Feeling apologetic. "Sorry Liam, I hope that was not awkward for you."
He can tell William is very conservative and sensitive to his surroundings when it comes to other people judging him.
However to William right now, he is more concern about Billy's emotion toward what he saw.
"I hope it isn't uncomfortable to Billy seeing us like that." After all, Billy is very supportive but that kind of scene between men to men is still surely embarrassing to witness.
Sherlock sighs as he decided to follow William's wishes. "You know, I'll cheer him up." Flicking William's forehead who did not see that coming.
"Ow! W-what...?"
Sherlock grins.
"Billy loves us, he may freak out but he won't stop being friends with us. I'm sure of it! So Liam, just be true to yourself okay?"
Leaving William speechless.
"As mention don't come out unless emergency ok?"
The door closes.
William put his fingertips to his chin in an amuse manner.
"Treating me like a kid, how sweet of you...my Sherlock."
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Unsure how many minutes passes.
Waves can be heard and some seagulls chirping.
Hugging the pillow where previously Sherlock have sat on. William tries to comfort himself by it's scent.
'Oh Sherly...' tightening his embrace to the pillow. William feels hot under. 'It has not been an hour since he and Billy went up the deck...' inhaling and exhaling the lingering Sherlock Holmes scent. 'I miss him already.'
Sherlock's marriage proposal echoes in his head.
(("I oaths to you, today and onwards tomorrow, in after life nor the next life. I will protect you and illuminate your path Liam. I hope you will also return the favor by...accepting it fully. I basically wanna grow old with you just you and me."))
Red cheeks and ears. It sounds so embarrassing but...
Sherlock had a point. If William remains dead he really had no choice but to grow old with him.
William suddenly noted to himself. '...Since when I have fallen so much deeper to this man? I can't seem to function very well when am with him...or maybe because I had an accident and only I can rely on is...' shaking away negative thoughts. 'Sherly is right, I should learn to love myself and be honest at times when I should be.'
William is does not want a half ass acceptance to grow old with Sherlock were they share worries together and live together from now on.
Like... 'Is this permanent? Is there even a future for both of us whose Twisted at hearts...?'
William is incredibly feeling uncertain with hos relationship with Sherlock.
He remembered Irene Adler.
'What if Sherly meets a new woman whose alike to Irene? He might...'
Shaking head.
'No, he just oaths.'
However Sherlock swings both, there is indeed short possibility for him to change taste.
Knowing Sherlock who can get bored.
'Right, I should not give in so easily.'
William played hard to get once, so he should not become so vulnerable to Sherlock. He does not wish to bored him with his emo-ness.
"I really should find an answer first to how I can atone, once I know how to...I can surely answer Sherly's proposal to grow old together."
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Reaching Switzerland...
Looks exactly like the country side. No buildings just pure green fields with amazing mountains and animals. Limited homes and your next neighbor is far, surely nobody can identify you here if you want to do hiding.
A land where you can throw away your identity and live a new life, that is Switzerland.
...In a small cabin yet enough for two bedrooms.
One for Billy and one for the love birds. The whole ordeal of hiding William, it has been 2 weeks since they moved in. In the span of two weeks Billy and Sherlock would do their jobs together for the agency and comes back at noon.
Sometimes Billy goes home alone, then vice versa Sherlock gets back home to William whose job is to literally wait for them. William's is able to do laundry, cooking and sweeping the house. Billy is always there to watch the development of of the two's unique love story of all times.
Just seeing Sherlock so submissive to Moriarty while the so called former Lord of Crime that everyone feared and hated is just like a child and a very emotional person.
Tonight came where Henry Antrim noticed one of the huge reason that plays part why his senior Sherlock Holmes is very obsessed to William.
...At the living room where the fire place is.
Sherlock making coffee in the background while Billy entertaining himself by staring at William's sleeping face whose lying in the couch.
His curiosity laid open.
"Mr. William sure is adorable when he sleeps."
Without looking back, Sherlock heard him and he anticipated Billy is about to ask him something.
"Say Mr. Ponytail..."
"Hn?"
Billy pokes on William's nose, the sleeping man remained asleep. "...Is Mr. William really that scary as what describe by Dr. Watson's books? And you know the newspaper articles about him."
Sherlock snorts and answered in a tone like he is proud of William's horrific actions "Oh you tell me Billy, Liam he killed 100 nobles by his own hands within 26 days."
"HE WHAT?!"
Suddenly Billy went pale and stops poking on William.
"Liam is playing the robin hood. He thought being born with such intelligence that it is his mission to cleanse this world." Sherlock explained. "Specifically London." Turning to face Billy with the coffee cup in his hands. "So he goes out as the Lord of Crime, consult murders to avenge those who were oppressed."
Sherlock made an evil grin, "Until he can no longer wait to finish them all." Finishing and taking a coffee sip, it was amusing to see Billy is trembling upon discovering how dangerous the cute cinnamon roll in the couch is.
Billy nervously laughs. "A h-hundred nobles killed b-by him straight...that's just like a psychopath."
Sherlock slurp's on his coffee. "Not only that, Billy you remember his cane?"
Billy raised an eyebrow while admitting. "Yeah, the one we kept for him."
Sherlock walks to the corner where William's cane is. Taking the cane in his hand to appreciate how it is still alive. "This cane you kept for him is the same and exact murder weapon he used to kill the scumbag nobles in his list."
Billy horrified. "T-then that cane is definitely haunted!"
Sherlock who does not believe in ghosts just laughs at Billy as he stood proudly. "Liam is amazing don't you think so? He is too intelligent that he broke down." Suddenly feeling sad how William destroyed his future for the same of everyone. "...He got tired of it then just decided to die."
Placing back the cane at the corner, Sherlock finishes his coffee.
"Quite dramatic tale isn't?"
Silence...
Billy cheers him up. "But you guys have lived." Acting silly again, "Oh wait! I'm the one who saved you guys! This makes me part of the tales of Sherlock Holmes then!"
"Eh?" Sherlock twitching looking annoyed.
Billy continues on teasing with his ridiculous wishes and ideas. "I wish your assistant will also include me on the book if there is a sequel!"
Sherlock puts a small smile. "Billy you..."
Then a voice cuts their conversation, it was no other than...
"Sherly..."
Billy and Sherlock looks at William watching him sit up while rubbing his sleepily eyes.
It was am adorable sight.
However, William's face look unhappy. More like he is rubbing his stomach. Sherlock chuckles with a guess "What's up Liam sleepy head? You hungry?"
To his surprise it was not it. William makes a face, a face that looks like he needed the toilet. "Nn...no. My stomach hurts."
Sherlock joked. "Need to poop?"
William didn't buy the joke, he was serious. "That's not it. It is quite...different." Billy remembered something, this is something he heard from William before. So he took the opportunity. "Ehh? Mr. William you have been saying that your stomach hurts differently lately."
Sherlock who never knew about it, since nobody reported to him.
"Eh really Liam does?"
Billy approaches William whose turning purple while he is clutching his abdomen. Awful Suspicious crossed Billy's mind. He had one feeling what may have caused William's stomach feel unpleasant. "Could it be..."
Sherlock had zero idea, even William had question marks at his head waiting for Billy to spill the beans what he thinks this is.
"Mr. William."
"Y-yes Billy..?"
Billy grabs his shoulders, still sitting at the sofa...William sweat drops of whatever Billy is planning to do at him now that he is weaken.
"Pardon me, I have to undress you."
Blinking twice, William doesn't mind Billy to undress him since he used to take care of William by bathing and dressing him up whenever Sherlock is not around.
"...Eh? Ok..?"
Billy quickly unbuttons William's clothes and revealed lot of hickeys.
Billy trembles in anger.
"MR. PONY-TAIL!"
Sherlock raise his hands. "W-what?!"
Billy stomps his feet to approach Sherlock, he points at him fuming. "We'll talk about this!" Sherlock not knowing what cause Billy to be mad at him. "H-huh?"
William at the couch still looking in pain.
"Why Billy? Did Sherly...Uhh Sherlock do anything you can be angry for?"
Billy rolled his eyes, William felt his anger. "When you do your...!" Realizing it may sound offensive so he changed his tone. "Ok, let me ask. If you do your love making with Mr. Ponytail..." hoping it does not make William embarrass. "D-does Mr. Ponytails always comes inside you...I figure?"
Both William and Sherlock did not except that bold question.
Sherlock had nothing to admit, so William answered.
"E-ehh? Uhhm..y-yes? Why you asking t-that private..."
Billy smacks his own face as face palm. "Argh, I knew it!" Sherlock and William looks at each other then back to Billy who charges back to William to point at him. "Look Mr. William! Just because you owe Mr. Ponytail does not mean you let him abuse you!"
Sherlock being defensive. "Hey! I'm not abusing Liam!"
Billy glares at Sherlock. "YES YOU ARE ABUSING HIS BODY."
Sensing Billy is deadly furious, it reminds him of John. So he had to make a reason. "B-but! Liam and I shared mutual feelings!"
Billy crosses his arms as he keep scolding Sherlock. "If you love Liam, Liam, Liam so much you let him take a break you big dummy!"
"Eeek!"
Billy also scolds William at his couch. "From now on, I ban you guys to do it! Until Mr. William recovers!"
Sherlock screamed in disbelief. "Whaaaat!?" Not liking how they got grounded, William defended his partner in crime.
"Billy...is it really that bad? Sherlock didn't intentionally hurt me." Billy gives William an understanding smile, grabbing his hands to comfort the crumps William's feeling right now. "I know that. But look Mr. William, if this keeps up...if he keeps doing it a lot of times you will eventually get sick."
William is about to say something be he remembered he and Sherlock had sex earlier. 'B-Billy is right...I can feel my stomach full of Sherly's...' Billy noticed that William did feel remorseful unlike a certain Detective whose pouting at the corner of his eyes. "Also we have to make you let out those sticky stuffs in your stomach. That is one of the reasons why you don't feel good in it. Because Mr. Ponytail probably put a lot of amount on it nonstop."
Helping William stood as his stomach really cramping as if he had not pooped. Billy lectures, "Sex everyday isn't healthy relationship if you never realize that Mr. William."
"Oh."
Another short glare at Sherlock who is wearing now a grumpy face. "Also, the hickey thing. This ruins your skin, so don't make him do that anymore. Too much hickey on skins causes your blood clots that your veins flow to be delay. That is why you were always feel light headed."
Straight to the point.
"Mr. Ponytail's love is ruining you."
"Hehh... I see."
Seeing William accepting Billy's accusations, Sherlock tried to explain his side. "L-Liam I swear I did not know those!" This time William gave him a doubtful look. "I guess Billy is right, you are toxic Sherly."
Billy and William making careful steps to the toilet. Sherlock follows with desperation but still not that sorry. "Forgive me Liam! I'll try to be gentle-"
Billy halts Sherlock to come inside the toilet room. "I just said no eloping for you two until Mr. William is back on shape!"
Reading to Billy's eyes and action, Sherlock knows it is the last straw before Billy would probably punch him.
"F-fine."
Like a child pouting once more, William tried to comfort Sherlock with his words. "Sorry Sherly, but Billy is right. We should behave ourselves." Also taking ownership of whose fault it is. "Frankly I was indeed feeling very sick. I didn't know the cause and...I don't want you to keep worrying about me so I never voiced it out. It is my fault Sherly."
Sherlock drops pouting and now genuinely feels surprise and somewhat guilty.
"Liam..."
William forced a smiled to assure Sherlock his stomach may hurt because of the volume of semen inside him, he wanted to show him that he is not going to be so sick.
Sherlock finally tries to lighten the mood ny saying, "I thought I really got pregnant by you when I started puking and my stomach kept hurting. Then I crave for some coffee."
William and Billy gave him a dead fish look.
"That's your joke?"
Sherlock sweat drops and gave up his excuses. "Argh! But me too, I'm sorry for craving too much. You were too adorable you know? Can't help but...do you good."
"Ffuuu...I'm happy to hear you are head over heels on me. But till then I will be resting."
"Ok, now let's get your stomach ache session removal start now. Come with me please."
"Thank you Billy."
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And so Sherlock and William are grounded for making love for days until William gets better.
However...things were pretty peaceful until one morning came.
A special newspaper came to their mailbox.
William who happens to be doing laundry saw the mailman walks away since he is already done doing his job.
"Oh?"
William putting the last clothe up the wires, he quickly went to the mailbox.
It is a newspaper.
If you remember Billy and William had agreement to allow him on reading newspaper when Sherlock is not around. So like the usual William would go back inside their cozy cabin and review the newspaper then he will put them back where it is under Sherlock's custody basket.
Since Sherlock trusts William a lot, the man did feel a little bit bad about hiding this to him.
'Sherly is too paranoid and worry-rat like Louis, I don't want to add more burden to him.'
William has not forgotten the incident where he accidentally reads about Albert James Moriarty in jail. Even so Sherlock did not allow him to read anymore of the news despite how William promise he will not be affected.
'Hope he can trust me more.'
But that trust he is breaking it with no remorse.
'Sorry Sherly, am intrigue.'
Now opening the articles.
Everything is boring except one page where it says, "In memory of Adam Whitely..."
Eyes widen.
BADUMP!
Heart ache.
It has been a year since he took this man's life for the sake of triggering the final Problem. William clutches to the newspaper, almost tearing it apart. Even though Whitely agreed on it, William still believes he is at fault.
'Adam Whitely...the man I killed. We couldn't protect his beloved little brother so he went down the hill.'
Watery eyes full of regrets.
'Then I ask for his life for the sake of orchestrating my ideals.'
Regardless of voluntary or not, it was for a good reason. Suddenly, William feels sick on recalling how he murdered him up front the crowd. How he declared to be London's demon, the Lord of Crimes.
"Whitely..."
Looking at the window where the clouds are visible. "I hope your soul and your brothers are at peace in the heavens..."
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Night time came...
William lying down the couch, staring to the fire place while hugging Sherlock's pillow.
His eyes intently reflecting the fire, reminding him of how he burned London. Billy noticed him spacing out, concerned he approached him and waved his hands to his vision. "Oiii Mr. William are you awake?"
William didn't even blink nor did responded.
Scratching the back of his head, Billy assumed. 'He must have fallen asleep while eyes open.' He looked at William's blind left eye and compared it to the working right eye. 'B-but he seems awake.'
William right now is not wearing his eyepatch. Billy deciding to go away, he stop his tracks when William cuddled more to Sherlock's pillow with following words. "I'm awake Billy."
Billy felt dumbfounded and scolds him. "W-what! If you are awake say something! T-that was c-creepy!"
William rolled over to face the ceiling. He was rather bored. "...What time is it Billy?"
Billy observed William's weird moments. He assumed either his depression is kicking in or he was really bored to death being imprisoned all the time.
"It's still 10am."
William hugs tight to Sherlock's pillow much more than earlier. He was anxious on something, until he did say. "Billy, is it okay if I don't eat right now?" He is implying to not eat until Sherlock gets home.
Billy doesn't mind but he knows Sherlock will be upset. "It's ok for me, but I dunno about Mr. Ponytail."
"Then tell him am not hungry that am sleepy."
Nodding to make a white lie for him.
"Sure. Then I guess I let you sleep in the couch? You sure you don't want to go to bed?"
"I like it here, it is warm."
Arriving home, Billy pointed where William is. To Sherlock's amusement it is William sleeping soundly at the couch while hugging his pillow.
It must have been William craving for his scent or he felt rather safe with his pillow knowing it belongs to him.
(("Liam, I'm home."))
Like an alarm clock he heard the same phrase.
To his dismay its lights off and only the fire place is giving him vision.
William did not realize he felt asleep and jolted up. "Ugh...!" His head hurt but he is hearing Sherlock's voice. He wanted to see him, to make sure the man he loves is safe.
"S-Sherly."
Sherlock removing his vest in William's vision.
"Yo Liam, you up?"
But William seems to be sweating.
"You okay? Did you have a nightmare or something?" Sherlock is staring at him. "Ahh..." this time William now understand what happen earlier is just a bad dream. "Nothing."
Sherlock believed him. "Okie dokie."
Sherlock approaching the table, sitting. "Let's eat Liam."
Judging from the scene, Sherlock and Billy is about to eat dinner. William got up and made his way to join them "Ah yes, sure."
"Here's your meal." Billy says as handed him the food. William eats but he stops right away. Sherlock looks at him. William decided to lick his index finger. This time Billy and Sherlock suspiciously eyed him.
Something is wrong again with William.
William thought he can accept it. But now he realize it was over. He can finally cry and apologize for taking Whitley's life.
It eats him.
The guilt he isn't supposed to feel since Adam Whitely is happier to be with his little brother on the after life.
'Still...'
William took the fork and he looked at it with troubled eyes. 'With these hands...took a person's kindest soul...so easily...' William's sustained emotion bursts out in tears.
"Liam?!"
William drops the knife and-
"I-I'm sorry. I need a moment...!"
And dashes off to their room.
"Wait Liam!"
SLAM!
But William locks the door.
Shit.
This is why a bedrooms not very friendly for Sherlock. This may allow William to lock himself up and who knows what he will do behind the other room.
KNOCK, KNOCK!
"Liam open the door now!" Trying to command William whose sobbing at the other. William is locked block the door by his own back. "Not now Sherly. I can't face you nor Billy. Leave me alone."
This is familiar.
Sherlock thinks of a possibility. 'This happened when Liam knew about Albert's jail time.' Realizing. 'Could it be...' Sherlock grabs the crumpled newspaper into the trash bin. 'Bingo.'
Billy whose curious, joined Sherlock on scanning the panels of the thrown away newspaper. He reads out loud. "Adam Whitley's memorial death anniversary." Looking at Sherlock whose glaring at it. "Whose that?" Sherlock responded. "Someone Liam killed for the sake of putting his final problem set in motion."
Billy gasp. He was not able to contain the shock of discovery that...William killed this person who the newspaper said the hero of house of commoners.
"I thought you said Mr. William is playing a robin hood? Why would he kill this man? Even if its for plans sake-"
"It had to be done. Someone pushed Liam to the corner he had no choice."
Sherlock seems to be mad. But Billy can tell it is not because William had his access to the news...rather it reminds him of a bitter memory. Billy slowly guessed. "...Someone is able to push the Lord of Crime in wits end besides you?"
Sherlock venomously utters. "Charles Augustus Milverton."
Billy never heard that name before but it is probably a famous person in London.
Sherlock knows Billy has zero ideas so he shared the information. "This person Adam Whitely, his family was slaughtered by Charles Augustus Milverton. It happen while Liam's team is protecting their household."
Billy shot a look where William is locking himself. "Well, that hurts a pride how they failed protecting someone under their wing of surveillance." William heard the blunt comment of Billy and slides down at the floor. "Yeah...I'm not great when doing good things...there is just no way I can atone...!"
Sherlock for some reason had a feeling William is talking to himself, so he went again to their door room and knock. "Liam, thanks to Whitley's death your plan to free London from evil oppression by aristocrats succeeded." William did not response but he is listening. Sherlock continued. "Basically, Whitely does not have to die. Our country can remain oppressed by devils if that is much better to you."
William's eyes widen, suddenly he opens the door.
Sherlock taken back.
William with his both eyes visible, where his burnt marks at his left side of face suddenly looked serious.
"Sherly..."
But everything else left unsaid.
Sherlock slowly touches William into an embrace. Patting his back and hair, Billy watching the two hug is no longer surprising knowing they are going out.
"Believe in my oath Liam, I want to worry together with you, to live together. Forever I want you to walk along side me. So I will wait...but please." Moving away from the hug to look at William's vulnerable face. "Please say yes!"
Even though it sound gaslighting, Sherlock did not care. He is a selfish man. "I did not throw my future just to be left behind by you nor I will allow you." Sherlock looks so serious. His eyes reflected resolve. "I will chase you if you run, then catch you again."
It sparked once more.
William felt Sherlock's madness towards him.
'This man...I have enchanted so much. Do I deserve him like...for real?' Even though they always talk about this, William never ending uncertainty for their life being together. But he couldn't say much, William isn't ready.
"Sherly, Thank you for understanding me non stop."
Finally letting out a tender smile.
"I will think of a better way to atone for my sins, until then...please wait for my answer about your proposal Sherly. I promise I will face you head on...I won't run away."
Sherlock gave him a confident smile.
"Liam I will wait, I swear I would."
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After a peaceful month in Switzerland, Billy and Sherlock were called back to New York by the United States of Defense Agency and offered them an apartment owned by the government.
Still hiding William as a 3rd party occupant, the government gave them 2 bedroom apartment.
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Meanwhile at Mycroft's office in London, the Queen's castle...
The man was drunk and alone at his office. The curtains were covering the windows and thus create a dark room.
Stirring the wine with his fingertip. "My little brother is a big idiot." Mycroft looks at their family photo...where Sherlock is still a little kid whose wearing a grumpy face. It shows in the photo that Mycroft was fat before and he is obviously pissing Sherlock at the said frame.
Then...there is their serious faced father and lovely mother who did not seem to be happy but wore a forced and depressing smile.
Mycroft sighs. "He did what he couldn't done to our mother." Thinking back then, "Sherly..." how things could have been different if he was more hands on to Sherlock. "My dearest little brother." Maybe he wouldn't play a double suicide with William James Moriarty.
It was all about loosing their dog Tobby.
Tobby was found drowned in a well, still a mystery how Sherlock's dog fell there. The point is, Sherlock lost Tobby then lost their mother next, leaving a mental scar to Sherlock's.
Causing him to take drugs.
"I thought you have self importance...but in one click, all rationality is lost when you met your greatest mystery."
This repeated through the Lord of Crime.
"William James Moriarty." He feared to loose another one he deeply cares about. "Aside from Irene Adler made my Sherly on wits end. And the worst part...He was too fascinated." Mycroft's temple hurts just thinking about it.
His brother is clearly lovesick to another man.
'Oh heavens, why?' Mycroft couldn't grasps why Sherlock became like that. Why he came up with a stupid conclusion to jump for love.
"To think...He couldn't live without that person anymore."
Mycroft is happy as long as Sherlock is happy with another woman or even a man, but he did not wanted Sherlock to give up on life to grab that happiness for love.
"Thus...he jumps to die with him together."
Feeling the despair to only carry their family's surname...how Mycroft took all the responsibility about their ancestors so Sherlock can live freely.
And this chaos happened.
"Sherlock never let him alone, but he left me all alone."
When Mycroft feels funny, he laughs to mock his own mirror reflection about his lovely brother's death.
"This is why you are such an idiot...Sherly."
Mycroft glances at the calendar and realized something.
"Wait a minute, there is a bigger idiot than the rest." Mycroft stands up from his seat then approached a bird cage.
"My little Mr. Charles Dickens."
He called his pet bird's name.
"Go and check how he is doing ok?"
The bird just made noises as Mycroft opens the cage door then he opens his curtains to open the windows.
"Fly to him, to Albert!"
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Thus the bird flew and made it's way to an old tower that looks like abandon. However someone there like a Rapunzel imprison, Charlie the bird arrives at Albert's open window.
"Oh...it's you again?"
Albert James Moriarty with longer hair length gently grabs the Charlie and takes off the message attached to it's right leg.
It's a message from Mycroft Holmes.
Albert opens the letter and reads.
"To the former deadliest and hard work Albert, winter is coming soon. Make sure you accept the warm soup that will be delivered to you at the door step."
Perfect timing the door to his cell someone knocks, one of the guards.
"Meal time! Eat!" Just like that the guard left.
Hesitant to accept hospitality since Albert wants to punish himself. But he sees Charlie staring at him with curiosity.
Albert somehow unpleased decided to grab the tray of food given to him and shared it with Charlie.
'I wonder how many years had passed.'
Eyeing the markings at the wall.
'Ah been a year.'
Albert looks at the sky.
Albert James Moriarty who volunteered a self imprisonment. To take the joke even further, Albert's cell isn't even locked yet...
Like a NEET (hikikomori) Albert convincing himself that he is trapped at this tower to atone for his sins.
He cared very little whenever Louis visits him. Refusing to see Louis even though they were supposed to be brothers even if William is gone...
Albert is that of a self inflicting person.
He always had been suicidal anyway.
The soup seems to be finish. "Charlie you may now go back to your owner." Smiling shortly to the bird and throws him out the window, the bird fly away in Albert's vision. A sigh escape Albert's lips. He is very depress, it pains him nobody wishes to punish him.
'I remember the white lie I made at the court when William's identity been revealed as the Lord of crime.'
FLASHBACK))
"EXPLAIN YOURSELF LORD MORIARTY! DID YOU KNEW YOUR BROTHER IS THE LORD OF CRIME!?"
Angry accusations by other nobles.
Albert memorize William's order.
(('Listen Albert, if you are interrogated at the court tell them you are innocent. Clear?'))
Albert close his fist to angry ones. He must lie so William can succeed his plans.
"I..." putting the act. "I do apologize for not noticing my brother's activities behind my back, I swear I did not know besides him teaching as a math professor in Eton. He actually had a second identity!"
Some nobles who trust Alberts pitied him, but some nobles who is jealous of him did not but his lies.
"LIAR! YOU WORK FOR THE MILITARY, THERE I NOWAY YOU WOULDNT HAVE ANY INTEL ON SUSPICIOUS ACTIVIES. YOU ARE A FAILURE ON YOUR POSITION IF THAT IS THE CASE...!"
It annoys Albert. Unlike William, Albert is very thirsty for bloodshed.
'Bare with it, bare with it!'
Albert is dying to get some matches and burn this whole place, everyone who slanders William and mocks their dreams.
Albert knew he must keep acting for also Louis safety.
"I have my rights to stay silent if you all do not believe my statement of truth! Farewell gentlemen!"
Leaving the court with solemn eyes.
'William...!'
END OF FLASHBACK))
Back to Albert's cell where the night stars shines with his sadness for mourning William's death.
"William, I wonder how hot in hell is?"
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2 years later
A telegram has arrive under 221B Baker street.
John Watson took it since it was addressed to him.
The contents says 2 words, he reads out loud in confusion. "Miss Me...?"
John scratched his head. Who on earth will send such thing...?
"John...?"
Behind him Mary Morstan, feeling like the woman had snuck up behind his back...John panics. "M-Mary! You were there!" He nervously laughs.
Mary noticed John had a telegram on his hands that he had hid behind. Mary is a sharp woman but her concern were none of suspicions.
"What's wrong? Oh? Telegram? From who?"
Even though he was not even cheating, but surely a telegram that says these words may mislead to their relationship. John tried to lie.
"Uhhh A prank!"
"Prank?"
John explained and it was not working, Mary is raising an eyebrow but she was smiling.
John felt bad. "Uhh...Someone send me a prank, I mean..." it is better to show Mary than hide it right? "Look."
As Mary read the following words. "Miss me?" John quickly swears for his life. "I swear! I never had any ex or anything!"
However Mary gasp in surprise. "John...this is!" Shoving the telegram to John's face who sweat drops. "W-what?"
Mary pointed to the very bottom, it was very little that John did not even notice it existed there.
"It has initials...! Look! Could this be...?" Mary keeps pointing for John to read it too. "...S.H.?"
It struck them both.
"Sherlock Holmes?!"
To Be Continued
Next: Sherlock and William observing each other's boundaries, William decided to give his answer to Sherlock's marriage proposal when he almost loose him in one of Sherlock's deadliest mission with Billy setting his past! The return to London is very near...!
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