Waaaaah!
Writer's block! I thought I can make another chappie as fast as I could nyahaha *bangs head on the monitor*
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so here goes another chapter
I do not own DC&MK they are the artworks of the mystery genius Gosho Aoyama.
I'm just a fan who appreciate his marvelous works.
honestly .. i have no idea what comes next after this. Before starting this story, I've got a great plot inside my head. But now little by little, all the thoughts were gone.
alright i'll add some character point of view to make the scene clearer - better.
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Note:
" " - conversations
italic - thoughts
BOLD | ALL CAPS - emphasis
Chapter II
Honest Mistake
"Two of the biggest mistakes that you can do: to act without thinking, and to think without acting .. "
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It was a moonless night as the rain just stopped pouring. He already notified Nakamori-keibu that tonight's heist will be postponed due to unplanned circumstances. So far, he got no plans in mind. He walks in a daze, staring at an empty space, feeling the unusual eerie sensation that registered at the back of his mind the moment his other half passed away. The body- his body was never found. Regret soared up his entire being. Had he been present back then. He should have been here. Still here. With him. There's a little spark of hope that still lingers. The body was never found and they concluded that he's dead. How ironic. There's a possibility that he's still alive but there's also a chance that his precious body's already rotting somewhere. The last thought made him shiver. He smirked sarcastically to himself as the thought of him being alive crossed his empty mind. There's no way that could happen.
NEVER.
Thus engaged in such thoughts, he barely noticed when an equally dazed individual fell unconscious at his feet. He snapped out of his daze. He stared at the girl at his feet. And blink then stare once more. He was star struck. `Twas like a dream. It was a feeling he's certain he had felt before. It reminded him of a certain feeling he couldn't quiet phantom.
The girl was less or of equal age as him. Her hair was a mixture of golden brown, honey and sun-kissed platinum that draped across her lovely face. It was the same hair he saw the night before that swayed from side to side in a way that could hypnotize a man and enslave him for life. He wasn't so sure how long he had been standing there just staring at the face of the girl. She does remind him of someone like sort of a déjà vu. He snapped out of his thoughts and gets the picture of what was happening. He stooped down to take a closer look. Holy coincidence! She was the same girl he saw the night he was checking out his target. May be that's why he felt this feeling of déjà vu. Yes that's definitely what it was. He inched closer to pick the girl up only to jump up as he touched her. She was freaking cold! It's as if she just came out of the fridge. He composed himself and picked up the girl. Destination? His house of course! Where the hell should he bring the cold pretty lady in his arms? And the fact that she was wearing short dark blue culottes with a khaki blouse that's topped with light brown cardigan and belt on her slim waist just perfectly lit up his fuse. She smelled as sweet as cinnamon mixed with strawberry, 'shinichi's fave flavor' he thought. He needs to know who she is. Or who she was. Lots of thoughts flooded his mind as he descended the street to his house.
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Accept it. It is already human nature to pull people down. People strive to be the best, but when someone better comes his way, he will do everything to take the other person down-not because of competition, but because of jealousy. It's happening more and more-and it's pathetic.
She felt lightheadedness and disequilibrium came over as she took another step. Her parents already know and her mother was ecstatic about the news. Her father on the other hand still remained as supportive as he was before. She only got one problem now. It wasn't a dot like issue anyway. THIS WOULD BE BIG NEWS TO HIM. And she wouldn't know how he would react until she makes an effort to go to him. She's still having mind battles with her own brain as she saw the person she was trying to avoid. And right in front of him she felt herself fell as her body passed out from weakness.
Memoirs of the earlier scene flooded her as the sweet aroma of chocolate filled her senses. Where is she again? She's comfortably leaning against a familiar bed. She blinked several times before it all made sense. She's at her former lover's room! Technically not a former lover but Kaito was 'HIS' boyfriend. All because she is Shinichi trapped in an eighteen year old girl's body. It all made sense now. How she felt like the ground is moving but her feet's not even touching it. She's just too weak to respond earlier which she was thankful of. Now she just have to pretend that she's still sleeping to avoid further interrogations. She still need to think of a name that would fit her perfectly beautiful face. Damn it ! Never in her life did she imagined to be a girl. Shrinking to a child's body is bad enough. And when Haibara gave him the antidote, this would be the LEAST expected side effect that he could ever think of. It never really crossed his mind. She retained her position of leaning comfortably against the soft pillow that she was so sure was Kaito's own. She scanned the room. No changes at all. She can't fight the urge to shift from her position as her lower limbs started to numb. Her eyes darted on the table beside the bed where she lay. She smiled at what she saw. It was a solo picture of him grinning like a lunatic while tossing a soccer ball in his head. Her heart ached. Well that was unmistakably a stolen shot. And she never noted that Kaito took that photo. She need to do something. Staying in his place would just make things more complicated. Just as she sat up from the bed, Kaito entered the room wearing his casual grin. Oh gods. I'm a dead meat. She thought as the later approached her.
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"Good morning sleepy-head! How are you feeling? A little warm now perhaps?" Kaito looked at her with such an intense gaze and she can't do anything but look away. 'What the hell. I NEED to get out of here before I get crazy! I can't stay here and tell him lies which previously worked for Ran. He just wouldn't be deceived by just a simple trick.' "I need to go now." she spitted out the words in an almost whisper it was inaudible even for her own ears. He later looked at her suspiciously and grabbed by the hand when she tried to leave. 'Now this is what causes the butterflies in my stomach.' She tried to composed myself and gave him a stern look. She also noted he had been astonished as he put on his annoying poker face. "You're not leaving MY place without a word from me lady." And with that he turned her around to face him. "I just want to know who you are." 'but that's it Kaito. I can't let you know who I am. Or we'll be back to square one once more.' "It's for me to know and for you to always wonder." she then winked at him and with a puff of smoke, she was gone. 'I'm sorry Kaito. I really am. But not yet.' She used his tricks against him. He was the one who thought her various tricks which prove to be very useful sometimes. And Kaito was there. Dumb struck. And she silently left the room leaving without leaving the stunned guy a single clue.
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i know i know.
short chapter.
Some of the italics would be Shinichi's own thoughts.
And please forgive me if I would address him as a her - literally.
I'm having writer's block but I already now what to write next though i think i just need to fix some scenes.
oh and by the way I changed the title coz i thought that's so inappropriate. bear with me .. :D
please expect that I'll update this chapter and this MIGHT be longer. I'm aiming for 3000 words per chapter.
Or perhaps I'll just make another chapter.
hope i can make it :))
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