Forever Lost

@Aeyra I'm really glad And yeah, it's not like they kissed, right? XDDDDD (which would've been terribly out of place..) @Kaichou Thanks.. good luck on your work!

You have no idea how happy that makes me >.<

@Misaki-chan Thank you! *hugs back* @Cure-kun Thank you!! You know, what you said kind of means a lot to me, because I wrote this after watching an amv someone made that reminded me just why I watched Detective Conan, just what danger they were in, and how many emotions were so rampant, I tried to recreate that image, although I don't think I did properly... Thank you..

@Aeyra Aww, thank you! *stares in shock* YOU CAN?! I'm so proud of you~ XPP

I felt like writing, so I did. It's not good. But I'll share it anyway. “Please…” Her grip tightened. He was forced to stop, and he turned to look at her, mildly surprised. “It’ll be fine. Just have some faith in me.” Her lip quivered her fingers not ready to release him. “Don’t go. Don’t do it.” She said, her voice trembling between fear and authoritative. His eyes seemed to search hers; looking for the reason she was being so stubborn. “It’ll be alright. Just go with the plan.” She forced herself to release his hand. She was being so foolish. But in the face of the enemy, suddenly it crowded around her. Just how dangerous it was. Just how scary it was. Just how likely it was that he could die tonight. Before words could escape her lips again, Conan had disappeared. This wasn’t a joke. This wasn’t a game. There was no guarantee that anyone would come out alive today. This was possibly the end. There would be no miracle. Reality… this fearful reality… it burned inside of her. Silently, Haibara began to make her way around the building, ready to take action. “Isn’t this a lovely surprise, our traitor, Sherry?” The voice and the words sent chills down Haibara’s spine. She clenched her teeth and pressed her forehead against the wall in front of her. “Nice to see you again, Gin.” Haibara almost laughed aloud. Kudo-kun had gotten her voice down well. Trembling, Haibara pressed 110 on her phone. “There are some dangerous-sounding things going on in the parking garage under the Beika Super Mall. I think someone has a gun. Please send people quickly!” She used her more mature tone, thankfully not making the police ask why a little kid was calling in. They responded, saying that they were sending units right at that moment. She set the phone down, listening to what was going on, praying that she’d hear her own adult voice again – that she wasn’t too late. “You’ve come to die, Sherry?” There was a shot. Panic coursed through Haibara’s veins and she once again pressed her forehead against the wall. Please… please… be alive… Tears fell from her eyes. “I’m scared.” She whispered, answering aloud her mental question as to why she was acting this way. She may have been a cold-blooded murderer. She may have dealt with death on several occasions. She may have done horrible things. But this fear was overpowering, all too real. Kudo-kun was in there. Acting like her, dressed up as a young woman with short strawberry blonde hair, facing the worst monster ever. Just then, someone she didn’t want to ever see under these circumstances appeared. Ran. She was rapidly approaching the parking garage. Haibara pushed herself off the wall and in a panicked frenzy she raced towards Ran. She won’t listen to me… That thought stopped her short. Surely, if Conan-kun’s little friend told her to not worry about it, she’d ignore them and check for herself. Haibara took a deep breath, hid herself from view, and did something she hadn’t done in awhile. “HEY YOU, THE PARKING GARAGE IS CLOSED. NO TRESPASSING.” Haibara was shaking after using her very ticked off woman voice. She had placed all of her fears, all of the urgency, in that moment, and quite frankly, it took the energy out of her, making her feel weak. Haibara peeked around the corner. Ran had an odd expression on her face as she looked around for the voice. “I’m sorry…” Ran muttered, and like a good law-abiding young woman, she turned hesitantly away and began to go back to where she had been coming from. Haibara’s heart was pounding. Hopefully no one had heard her inside. Hopefully Kudo-kun was still alive. Hopefully… hopefully the police would be here soon. After leaning against the wall for another few moments, hearing nothing, she couldn’t hold back. She slipped inside, slowly making her way through the darkness. A lone vehicle, a familiar one, was parked, its headlights on. In the light was a large man with silver hair. In front of him was a young woman, standing oddly. Of course, Haibara knew that ‘woman’ was actually male. Every step she took made her fear grow. She froze as Gin spoke. “You really have the gull to dodge my bullet after coming here like this? You know, Sherry, for a moment I thought you were an imposter. But I can smell you. The smell of a traitor.” Haibara felt herself get light-headed. “Heh. As if anyone would appear before you as me, Gin.” Kudo responded. Gin’s expression wasn’t visible to her, but Haibara was pretty sure he was smirking. She felt her stomach lurch as he reached out and held a strand of Kudo-kun’s wig. Haibara figured that Gin must’ve had the gun up to him; otherwise any normal person would’ve probably smacked his hand away. “Police!” No… no… no… no… Haibara kept repeating in her head, a group of policemen, including Satou-keji at the entrance, lighting up the place, clearly revealing Gin. He smirked, pulling Kudo-kun over to him, a gun to his head. “You don’t want to shoot.” He said calmly. The police force had their guns aimed still, but none had fired. Gin began to laugh. Haibara’s mind couldn’t think clearly. It was really happening. Kudo-kun… was about to die. In her place. Slowly, unnoticed, she began to walk towards the two, as if in a trance, just along the edge of the light. Gin’s eyes were on the police, along with Kudo-kun’s. It was an odd stand off. For a moment, the only one moving was Haibara. However, Gin was triumphant and began to slowly move toward his car. “Clear the way for my car and I won’t kill this girl.” There was no response. Suddenly, Haibara sprinted the last few feet she had to go and using the hood of the car, she launched herself forward. Gin had caught on and swung his gun and fired it just as her foot came in contact with his hand. The bullet pierced through her arm, which was the only part of her body left in the line of fire. Within a second, the gun had flown from his hand and she had fallen to the ground. Satou-keji, finding it her only opening, shot Gin in the shoulder. He released Kudo-kun as a result but he was still standing. The wig was slipping from Kudo-kun’s head as he propped himself up on one arm, trying to see if Haibara was alright. “Haibara…” He said, shocked and worried. Gin knew he would most likely get arrested at this point, but began to slowly move behind his car, raising his hands in supposed defeat. Kudo-kun stared as Haibara picked up the fallen gun and said coldly. “Shoot to kill.” The trigger was pulled, and a bullet went right through Gin’s skull. All the trembling was gone. She had abandoned reaction to fear. Her eyes were dull, insanity having come over her. Her arm fell, but her hand still clenched the gun. Her other arm was bleeding profusely. Kudo-kun swallowed, staring. The police stood for a moment in shock themselves. Satou-keji quickly took the gun from her. “Ai-chan!” She said, surprised. “What… why…?” Haibara looked at her with death cold eyes. “He was going to kill her.” She stated simply. Haibara sat on the couch at Agasa-hakase’s, still in her trance. The police force ended up covering for her, finding a seven year old who hung around Conan-kun to be more worth protecting than a man who had just tried to kill an innocent person. The report said that Satou-keji had killed him by accident, as he moved in a threatening way after she got him in the shoulder. Everyone had been let off the hook. Apparently Ran had called the police too, figuring that something was up. She wasn’t told about Haibara or Shinichi, and instead was kept in the dark. Conan had returned to his younger body after the temporary antidote wore off. “Haibara…” He said, his first words aimed to her since the day it had all occurred, which was about a week ago. Dully, she looked up at him. He didn’t seem to have any comforting words. “They had him under control. You didn’t have to kill him.” Haibara stared at him, empty. “I’m a cold-blooded murderer.” She replied quietly. She knew he was going to get away that day. If she hadn’t killed him then, he would’ve come after them. But Kudo-kun wouldn’t understand that. She didn’t have the fight to try to gain back his trust. She had lost her only true friend. “Haibara…” he repeated. It took her awhile to register that tears had begun to fall down her cheeks. “You did it to protect us, didn’t you?” Her eyes widened. “I don’t like that you killed him. But I could see it, too. He was going to make it out of there at that rate.” He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her. “It’s alright now.” Something broke inside of her and she began to sob into his shoulder. He just let her cry into his shirt. He knew they still had more to fight against. The Organization wasn’t completely gone. He knew that she had been afraid. He had been, too. It was a miracle that he, himself didn’t pick that gun up and shoot him first. In the end, they had to keep fighting. Fighting for the freedom of their oppressors, fighting for a freedom from all of the lies surrounding them, the pain in their hearts, the ever-present danger. Perhaps soon they’d see the day that they could stop lying.

..I like Detective Conan... and my favorite character is Haibara Ai/Miyano Shiho/Sherry. I'm pretty sure everyone here likes watching or reading Detective Conan, or else they probably wouldn't have bothered joining..

*sits on kaichou* You're not leaving, missy. We have an agreement here. I know I was going to say something else.. but I forgot XD

*repeats kaichou's post*

When you drag your poor father into the room and ignore every stupid comment he makes as you show him second by second every part of something that bothers you in DC and rant about it like a maniac. When you jump up and down and squeal ISN'T SHE SO ADORABLE?! about Haibara and your father looks like he's just seen a ghost.

Looks cool! Glad my random drawing inspired something :3

*gives super bear hug to Misaki-chan* I don't wanna do this research paper *whines* IT'S SO DIFFICULT AND UTTERLY POINTLESS! Not to mention that there are two of them. I hope I get the nice teacher who is all .. you did good 100% and not the evil one who's all YOU SUCK 67%! >.>'

LOL. Most eighth grades have a formal dance, and a lot of girls don't really have a formal dress unless if they.. just.. do.. It's not like prom, it's not as fancy, but still. I don't know if any more psychology or physiology will help much, you just have to get your head to accept that that is considered normal now.. XP Wondering what I should do now that I blew off school work all yesterday and have a huge buttload of it... and I'm half out of it..

*stares with half-blind eyes* I'm thinking that I missed a lot... and.. I'm taking Psychology and some other related classes for electives... some year.. simply because they're going to load me down to get my credits up, even though I've taken almost all the core classes... this is why I hate school... doesn't make any freaking sense... If I made any mistakes, don't mind them.. I can't hardly see right now..

zexal series can go die in my opinion >.>

@misaki-chan ... yeah.. mhm >.>' @kaichou never.

Sayomi, that's horrible >.<''''' You know, I've never had a DC dream.... Kaichou, thanks.

@Misaki-chan Arigatou na.. *hugs back* I'm just really stressed out la.. @Sayomi Thank you.. The last quoted words were from one of my nightmares odd, right? Hahaha.. I'm not super cool..

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE SAERFVXCLKJ! I can't handle this. I can't do this. I can't. My gosh I can't. SO I'M THE SELFISH BRAT AM I? OH? I HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE ANGRY? Ha. My freaking sister was JUST talking about how she said those words to someone else to get her out of doing something. In reality she could. In reality it wasn't a problem. I know she's freaking lying to me. I just need this one time. This one time. And who gives a dang. You know that? No one does. No. One. Does. No one cares that I'm struggling with my last days of school. No one cares that my freaking 'friend' is going to ditch the one thing of importance to me. In fact, now it's another way I've caused this effing world a problem. So I can't be sincere. I have to go be a problem by existing and talking to them. I can't be taken seriously! Heck no, that'd be freaking impossible! Who the heck would take me seriously? HMM? No one. Now I've got to protect someone and I have no effing idea how to. I'm living my nightmares. Suddenly, someone important to me also doesn't hardly acknowledge my existence. That person seems so distant again. I've been messing everything up. My mother believes that all her freaking cleaning that she'd like me to do is more important than school, that right now I can't concentrate on worth my life. I can't handle this. She's mad now, you know, 'cause I'm upset that my sister won't pull through this time. 'Cause she has her own life. Who gives a crap if I have a life too. Heck, I don't obviously. So screw it all. Screw. It. All. If I fail, who cares. If I'm hurt, who cares. If I'm gone, who cares. "If I go away tomorrow, what will you do?" "It won't matter."

Screw sleeping. I got through the night.. but I had wonderful nightmares. Awake and asleep today is just crap. I want it to end...