Noyellingorscreamingplease. Yes, I haven't touched this in a little over 3 years, but better late than never, right? I decided I sucked at writing, looking at my previous works, and after proof-reading this upload my suspicions seem correct. But I like the story, so I want to finish it. Therefore, here's a chapter for you. Forgive the spelling and grammar errors, I'm dyslexic. :x
He only loves You: Haibara's Melancholy.
Chapter 4: Obsessive-Possessive
What a dick! Ran quipped poignantly, after witnessing her childhood friend's pseudo-infidelity. He comes back after all this time just to rub his new girlfriend in my face! He's such a...he's such a...a dick! Ugh! Storming back into the house, Ran rejoined the rest of the troop and the surrounding company of the victim as they continued their indoor search for clues.
Meanwhile, the lust-filled eyes of our teen sleuth lazily opened as he sat leaning against a shed outside. His neck-nipping accomplice lay draped on top of him, completely absorbed in her activity. Physically enjoying himself, Shinichi cleared his mind enough to servery his surroundings. The shed they were leaning against, he noted, was directly to the right of the window leading into the victims bedroom. Further to the right, a rusty teal and white play structure could be found, partially destroyed by overgrown bamboo. The it was about a 2 meter drop from the window to the ground, and the fresh paint on the inner side of it looked recently disturbed. Therefore, it's logical to assume that the assailant could have used the window as an escape route.
However, something bothered him. If Kirai was already dead by the time her loved ones discovered her body, why would the killer go through the trouble of removing the body from the scene? Shinichi reasoned. If the deed had been done, and no incriminating evidence could be found in the victims room, then it's possible that the corpse was removed because there was incriminating evidence on it that wasn't...or couldn't have been removed.
"Haibara," Shinichi mused, "Perhaps it's time we return to the others?" he proposed, making no real physical effort to remove the active woman from his neck.
"Maybe." she whispered, between kisses. "You should. Look around. Some more." He chuckled at her scattered speech, and gently pusher her away from his body. She cocked her right eyebrow, and crossed her arms in defeat. "Don't act like you weren't still analyzing away during our intimacy. I'm not stupid."
Shinichi shrugged. "I wasn't implying you were, and I wasn't implying I didn't. But, I assure you I can get a much more accurate scan of the area without a woman pinned to my neck."
"Fair enough."
Soon after, Haibara and Shinichi returned to the inside of the house, only to be greeted by the elder brother, Sairu, and the mother, Elsi, of the victim, who had provided the investigative brigade with snacks to tide them over while the facts of the case stewed in their minds.
"Would you care for some lemonade, Detectives?" Elsi asked, lifting a pitcher. "My son is serving sliced fresh fruit and vegetables in the other room."
Waving away the kindness of his hostess, Shinichi marched into the living room of the house to Ran and the others. When he went to meet her gaze, she turned away icily. Wow, Ran. He laughed awkwardly to himself. There's no subtly in your snubbing me today.Clearing his throat, Shinichi caught the attention of the room that had previously been audibly filled with contrasting theories from the various detectives present.
"I know who the perp is, by the way." Shinichi stated, sitting down on the couch next to Heji. His Osakan counterpart raised an eyebrow.
"That's a bold statement, Kudo." Heji spoke, with his voice muffled by a carrot stick. "Who do you think it is?"
"Well, our attempted murder would be Yuri Kenjusaku." he said while reaching for the food left out on the table. The entire room fell silent as the sleuth began munching on a cucumber slice. His eyes widened and he smiled. Turning to Elsi, he mouthed 'These are really delicious', increasing the awkward and confusing tension he built within the room of suspects and interrogators.
Yuri, sitting at in the middle of the carpeted floor toured to look at him angrily. "How..dareyou, detective! What possible motive would I have for murdering my best friend, you dolt?"
"Not to mention you said 'attempted murderer', Kudo." Heji chimed in.
"I'll get to that," Shinichi replied, before returning his focus to Yuri as he munched. "Your motive is here in this room; Kariu Bankestu." The point of interest in the room turned to the young teen, whose eyes widened. Shinichi continued to munch as he spoke. "You are in love with him, aren't you?"
Completely knocked of guard, the suspect gridded her teeth. "Are you an idiot, Detective? You're the one who pointed out the fact that I'm a lesbian, remember?"
"Well, you're a lesbian as a result of being jilted by Kairu." He retorted amongst his chewing. "Growing up, you and Kirai had been best friends. The two of you shared most everything—interests in music, hobbies, and people. Sadly enough, this lead the both of you to become interested in the same boy—one Kairu Banketsu. However, seeing as how his interest laid not on you, but Kirai, you misplaced your resentment for the situation on the general male population and your best friend herself." Throughout his speech, Yuri became noticeably more and more uncomfortable. Kairu, astouned by the revelation, stared at Yuri in awe. She killed Kirai because...of me?
Finishing up the last of the cucumbers, Shinichi cleared his throat and continued. "Here's what happened. You and Kirai had a sleepover the night before. It was clear to me after examining the victim's room that she was an avid appreciator of the Great William Shakespeare and an involved actress. Notes and dates that were found on the victims bulletin board also indicate that she herself was a starting playwright, and had been encouraging those around her to take similar activeness in the world of theater. Taking advantage of the fact that she trusted you more than anyone else in the world, when you asked her to rehearse your modern adaption of the classic play "Romeo and Juliet," she took the pills she assumed were candy that you provided for her that was actually a sleeping pill strong enough to knock her out for a solid 10 hour time slot."
"This particular drug, potent enough to make the ingestor appear dead, was the perfect starting weapon for you to use to carry out your plan. Assuming she ingested the pill around 2:00am, she probably was out by about 2:30 and slept soundly, and would continue to do so in a creepily dead fashion until at least 12:30pm that afternoon. According to her mother, you all discovered the body around 10:00am that morning, so it stands to reason that Kirai still would have been asleep at that time. Asleep, but not dead. Seeing as how you were the only person who went near the body at that time and checked her pulse, you were the single suspect who could have tricked everyone else into thinking the victim was already dead. However, there was one thing you didn't count on—Kirai's natural resistance to the sleeping aid you gave her."
"Since the relocation of her ex-boyfied Tein, it's fair to say that Kirai's natural sleep patterns were interrupte. Not only by emotional turmoil, but from the sheer fact that Tein called to complain to her constantly, sometimes even in odd hours of the night. The only way for her to get any sleep at night to function throughout the day was to take sleeping pills—conventional medication that her mother, a hippie, disapproved of. Because of this, she told no one about her drug utilization, which did not exclude you, her best friend. Woozy, but awake when you all discovered her body, she put on the perfect scene to appear dead to her family and kept up the charade until you, Elsi, and Sairu had already left the room. Knowing at that point you were out for her life, Kirai escaped through her bedroom window and has been hiding out this whole time, close to the house. You were expecting to remove the body yourself before the police came and give her another round of sleeping medication and kill her off-sight, but she was already gone by the time you went back to check on her." Shinichi then raised his voice. "Isn't that right, Kirai?"
Just then, a creek erupted from the closet door. The group watched in awe as the supposedly dead Kirai trudged out of the closet. Yuri's eyes widened to a terrified expression as her best friend entered the room. "She only recently returned to this house when she saw the detectives coming toward it; she was probably staying close enough to keep an eye on you, Yuri, to make sure you didn't attack any of her other loved ones."
"That's right, detective..." Kirai murmured. "I recognized you immediately. Big fan. When you arrived, I was sure you would be able to figure out what had happened, so I came back to the house and hid in the closet. Everyone had already finished searching by the time I returned, so even that seemingly obvious place became a secure hiding spot." Kirai walked up to a shaking Yuri, and fell to her knees. "Is that really why you wanted to kill me, Yuri? Because I started dating Kairu?"
"No! You idiot!" Yuri yelled, as tears began to tug at her eyes. "Boys are just boys. They're idiots, the lot of them. Yes..." She trailed off, her hands squeezed so tightly in fists that her knuckles turned white. "Its true that Kairu is different. He's different to me. I love him. Yes, I was upset that you took him from me, especially after you set us up in the first place, but that wasn't the problem. You kept...you kept paying more attention to those boys than you did to me! I'm your best friend! We were supposed to be together forever, remember? But then these damn boys kept ruining that. First Tein, and then Kairu. Even though I thought Kairu was different, as soon as you two got together, you both drifted away from me. Sure, I loved him, but you were mine! And if I couldn't have you...then no one could. I couldn't allow you not to care about me anymore." She looked up at her best friend, lips quivering, hoping for a shred of understanding.
"Stupid." Kirai cherped, wiping the tears of her childhood friend. "I never stopped caring about you. Why do you think I took that pill to begin with? I'm not an idiot, I knew it was real. I knew you'd been upset with me ever since Tein left, and I thought maybe...if I played along with you, then you would forgive me. I thought you were going to kill me then, but I heard the voices of my mother and brother and I...I just couldn't go through with it. I love you, but I love them too." She smiled weakly. Yuri, now fulling weeping, fell into her arms. "I couldn't bear the thought of my mother and brother crying over my death. I'm sorry."
It was around 4:30 that Shinichi and the others left the home of Kirai and her family, who decided not to press charges against the apparently mentally ill obsessive-posessive best friend of their daughter. However, because of a phone call from Inspector Megure, the unusually large group hauled over to a policemen's late luncheon, to award Kogoro Mouri a medal for setting the town record for the most solved cases within a single month's time. Arriving at the police station, the group made their way down to the lower levels of the building to a grand, open space that had been decorated for the occasion with steamers, decorative table cloths, and a stage-podium set up for the speeches of the afternoon. The room was arranged with many long, rectangular tables that sat more than 10 people per. Shortly after they arrived, Officer Shiratori ran up to the group and showed them to their seats.
"SOOOO. Kudo-kun!" Kazuha sneared. "What have you been up to? I know Heji over here," she barked, grabbing the ear of her crush, "has missed you dearly."
Shinichi sighed, return of the people's inquisition on his previous whereabouts. "You know. A little bit of everywhere...and nowhere at all." The children admired his aloof and confident mannerisms, but Ran felt anger with every fiber of her being. After Shinichi had turned the subject to the case they just finished, the mood seemed to simmer down a bit and the late luncheon began. The food was brought out, and the feast commenced.
"So Ran, what have you been up to?" Shinichi inquired, hoping to lighten the heavy air between them. Alas, to no avail. Her stare remained icy and fierce as she stabbed her steak with a monotonous chuckle and a stone-hard face.
"You know." She gripped, staring into his soul, creating a silence painful to the entire table. "Nothing much."
Silence.
Shinichi let out an awkward laugh. "Oh really? That's not what Conan-kun tells me."
More silence.
A sweardrop eased down the back of Shinichi's head, and only one phrase raced through his mind as the furious love of his life stabled him with knife-like eyes:—
"Really." She stated finally, in her previously frigid manner. "What does Conan-kun tell you exactly?"
At that moment, Shinichi found himself at a loss for words. Noticing his state of panic, Haibara grabbed his hand and squeezed it. "Conan-kun likes to call and explain all of the cases that Detective Mouri solves whenever he can...right, Shinichi?" she said coolly, staring back at Ran.
Shinichi blinked, regaining his composure. "Oh. Right." he laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. "I'm sorry, lost my train of thought. Conan is a quite the little detective, you know. Sharp kid. Trained 'em myself."
"WOOOW!" Genta gleamed. "Is this lady your new girlfriend, Kudo-san?" Immediately noticing Shinichi's facial protest, the child pointed at their fingers "You guys are holding hands and everything."
Mitsuhiko nodded in agreement. "The signs of a true teenage couple!"
"That can't be true!" Ayumi protested. "Shinichi is supposed to be Ran-neechan's boyfriend!" Ran, noticeably uncomfortable with the entire situation, began to quake with anger, until she noticed something—Shinichi was sweating.
"Hey, Kudo, are you okay?" Heji inquired, has he put his hand up to his friend's forehead. "You're burning up man." Shinichi, alarmed at his physical state, looked to Haibara in a panic. Strange, she thought. I'm perfectly fine, but he's...he's reverting back to his childlike state.Immediately she stood up, and readjusted her grip on Shinichi's hand. "I think it's clear that Shinichi is feeling ill. I'll have to take him home from here. It was nice to meet all of you." She stood up with Shinichi and attempted to exit the room. However, they were halted by a loud kick to the wall.
"Not so fast, you...you hussy!" Ran hissed in a pained tone. "I will NOT let you take Shinichi away when he just got home." Blocking the doorway and taking a karate stance, it made it look impossible for the two to get away unseen. Shit, Shinichi heaved. I'm going to transform in front of all of these people if she doesn't just-
"AHHHHH!" Cried Shinichi, as he collapsed onto the ground, thriving in pain. Ran's face immediately softened, as Haibara's hardened.
"Insolent woman!" Haibara sneered. "Are you blind? Shinichi needs to get home and rest. He's clearly not doing well."
Ran huffed. "Probably because of whatever nonsense you've been leading him through, Kira!" Haibara stopped for a second, remembering that was the name Shinichi had picked for her this day. She rushed to the sleuth's side, and made it appear that she started to take care of the body to paint the charade that the was actually something a person could do to stop the transformation.
"Idiot. Does this look like he's faking to you? I need to get him home righ—"
At that moment, the entire world froze. And Shinichi disappeared.
"...now..."
Well, he didn't quite disappear. His limbs grew smaller, and visible steam arose from his body. Suddenly, there was no longer a high school detective—but an even younger child, passed out on the floor.
"Conan...kun?" Ayumi whispered, in a room full of silence. Haibara eyes, in horror of the event that just took place, scooped up the young child and attempted to flee the room. In awe, Ran reached out to the child, only to be slapped across the face. She stared amazed back at the woman who dared to harm her, to find a woman near in tears. Immediately, she began to feel remorse for her behavior.
"Do you see what you've done? Stupid girl! Don't ever question the doctor!" She scolded with watery eyes. At that moment, Inspector Megure placed a loving hand on her shoulder.
"Perhaps it's time we take him to the hospital."
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