a/n: Whoohoo! Fifth story in the fic series! This is a milestone!

I'm so sorry for the late update – but I'll have to take it slower because of school. I'm only 14 and I'm still in highschool guys. I'm sorry but I'll try my best.

Well, enough of me and more of Makoto/Sonoko!

WARNING: This fic is rated T-ish for implied themes, but it's not explicit, don't worry.

Disclaimer: I own Detective Conan. Nah – I'm just kidding.

Prompt: Found

Sonoko turned her swiveling chair around. Never before had she been this bored. She was itching to see Makoto, but nooooooo – her parents forbade her from going out this late. Ugh.

She eyed the clock. 11:35 PM. He had landed what, ten minutes ago? Her entire family would be sleeping. Maybe she could…hmmmm…

She made a grab for the cellphone on her desk and started typing furiously. Meet me at the alley behind your house. She got her coat and put on her trademark bandanna. This – this felt fun! The corner of her mouth curved upward. She opened the window and prepared to climb down the tree in front of her. For a brief moment, she doubted herself. It was dark, and she was going to go to a secluded alleyway. This was the time gang members and thieves came out. Was it really safe to do this?

She shook her head. Come on, she thought. This is fun! Stop being a worrywart and let's do this thing! Besides…

What could go wrong?

11:40.

Almost. Almost. She knew he would arrive soon – his plane had landed 15 minutes ago, and it was only five minutes from the airport to his house, and it would take but a minute to make his way to the alley. She giggled with excitement. Oh, this would be fun!

Wait – was that a headlight? She smiled. It was him, it had to be him! Screw waiting for him to get over here – she wanted to see him so badly! "MAKOTO! MAKOTO!" She yelled, running over to the lights. "MAKOTO! MAKO-" She stopped halfway and gasped.

Five thugs, most probably from the unpopular gang that hung out down the street, stared at her. The one in the front, most probably the leader, held a flashlight that she realized was her 'headlights'. She stopped, trembling. These guys didn't look so nice.

The one in front smiled. She yelped as he grabbed her arm and saw the tattoo on his neck. A sun. She paled. Okay, not good. This was the gang known for capturing people off the streets, especially women, and…well…

She bit her lip. Makoto would find her, right? She managed to twist and discreetly drop her bandanna on the floor. That would get his attention. Makoto would find it. He had to. And she had a plan.

She just hoped he would figure it out.

Meet me at the alley behind your house.

He looked at the text again, and his heart jumped. What now? First the sweater, then the vase, the chocolate incident, the red handkerchief and now this? What did his girlfriend plan for her this time?

He leaped the fence and went to the back of his house at the alley. "Oi. What now, Sonoko?" He whispered into the darkness. He waited.

After an minute or so he frowned. Usually her concocted schemes involved him arriving then an immediate surprise for her. She didn't like waiting. So what was wrong? "Sonoko! Hey, I'm here Sonoko!" His brow creased in worry. Okay, now something was really wrong. This wasn't normal.

He looked around him. Was she hiding? Makoto went to the front of the house once more and looked around. Where was she?

He gasped.

Was that…her bandanna?

He ran over to her trademark bandanna. No doubt about it – it had to be hers! She never went anywhere without one! He looked at it closely. Why would she leave it here? He glanced around again. Nothing.

Or wait…was that her hair?

He took a step closer and examined the long strand of light brown hair that stood out on the dark pavement. It was the correct length and color. That was his girlfriend's hair alright. The question was, what was it doing here?

He squinted to see better in the dark. Wait…that was another one! He stepped closer and found another strand ahead of him. She was leaving a trail! Of her hair!

Normally he'd think that this was another one of her schemes. Another one of her romantic games. But this wasn't normal. She'd go through lengths, sure, but still. He bit the inside of his cheek in worry. The area he lived in was notorious for gang members. Maybe…if…what if she…

He furrowed his eyebrows in concentration. No. He would find her. It would be another silly game of hers.

He hunched over in the dark and began to follow her trail.

"You shouldn't wander alone at night, pretty girl."

Sonoko sat at the corner of the room, trembling. She was never, ever going to Makoto's house again. She was never going to defy her parents. She would stay at home, like a good girl. If she ever got home ever again, that is. Don't think like that she chided herself. Makoto. Makoto will find you. The image of her boyfriend gave her strength. Yes. Makoto would find her. He would save her.

The leader brushed his knuckles against her cheek, and she noticeably flinched. "Pretty girls like you should stay home." She hated the sound of his voice. It was disgusting.

"Well." He grabbed her chin and yanked it upwards, forcing her to look at him. "Since you're already here, we might as well have fun." His goons chuckled in the background. She trembled and squeezed her eyes shut. Makoto…she thought as his hands trailed down to her shirt. Makoto…

Please find me.

"Don't. Touch. Her."

Sonoko's eyes snapped open as the gang members turned around and saw a very, very angry looking boyfriend at the door of the room.

"Aha! The boyfriend comes to save the day!" They all laughed. "Well that's too bad. The real fun was about to be-"

Thwack!

The sound of Makoto's foot connecting with the side of the leader's face resonated across the room. How he even got there so fast was a mystery. There was an 'Oof' heard as he collapsed on the floor, unconscious. If looks could kill, Makoto would have been a serial killer.

"Who's next?"

The rest of them backed up, unsure what to do. They didn't have a chance to figure it out. Thunk! Whack! Bam! In a matter of minutes all of them were out for the count with Makoto standing, not a drop of sweat on his face.

"M-makoto!"

In a minute he was by her side, stroking her hair as she sobbed into his chest. "You found me. I knew you'd find me. I believed in you."

"It's okay." He mumbled in her hair. "It's okay. Everything's okay now."

Face still buried in his chest, she smiled. "I knew you'd get the hair trail."

"You could've left something not-so-small, you know. Finding every single piece of your hair was difficult."

"But you found me, didn't you?"

"Yes." He held her tighter. "I did."

a/n: Just in case you guys are wondering, this is also another Naruto reference. Kushina, Naruto's mom, was captured once and she left a trail of her red hair for any ninja to find. Naruto's dad, Minato, found the trail and rescued her, and that was how they sort of fell in love and got married and had Naruto.

So, I'm sorry for the later update but I have school guys. Sorry! I'll try though.