Disclaimer: I don't own, nor claim to own DCMK or knowledge of hospital procedure and treatment for getting shot.
Monday.
Bee-p. Bee-p. Bee-p.
Machines whirred in a flurry of flickering light and artificial noises around him. There was a needle in his arm, something burgundy flowing through it. Blood.
Oh, he was shot.
His hand feels empty.
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Bee-p. Bee-p. Bee-p.
He sees a white ceiling above him, his vision shifting in and out of focus, grasps the generic sheets beneath him, and smells lingering bleach. He doesn't feel much of anything, though he can deduce the reason quite easily from the machinery and being shot.
His shoulder felt a bit stiff, though. It still hurt.
A gust of white comes toward him, caressing his wound.
A kiss on the forehead and it closes his eyes. The detective sleeps.
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.
.
Bee-p. Bee-p. Bee-p.
Groggy, he sits up. Someone gently presses a cool glass of water into his hand.
Lavender-tinted eyes stare into his azure ones.
A face resembling his own greets him.
It's Kaito.
"What happened?" Shinichi asks, still too dazed from whatever they gave him to figure it out.
"A yakuza gang was after this stone too... someone paid them a pretty penny... they decided to ambush me... to eliminate me and take it... they shot... you..." the other boy stays between calming breaths. His sheets feel slightly damp near Kaito, Shinichi notices.
The detective runs his fingers though the magician's hair, silently comforting. Kaito leaned into the touch.
"Shinichi... I'll fit you into a bright pink bullet vest if it's the last thing I do...! The ambulance outside took you here... the gang got arrested."
"Sorry for making you worry so much, Kaito."
"It's not really your fault... just... anyway... shouldn't you be resting?"
"So should you."
"Go to sleep. Tokyo can live without you. Goodnight."
"Goodnight Kaito. I-"
And then everything went black again.
And roses basked in serene moonlight with a glimmering sheen.
I hoped you all like this bit of fluff. Reviews are always appreciated! I pieced this together from the DC anime and from when I got into foreign hospitals for mosquito bites. It happens more often than it should and the whole scenario sounds ridiculous considering I'm not an aid worker in the tropics, but they always end up swelling really badly and so on.
On another note: did anyone else realize that you could die from getting shot in the shoulder? I kind of got it after getting into BBC's Sherlock, but I never really thought about it before. In murder mysteries, they usually just get the head, chest, neck, or stomach, so I was rather surprised.