[Detective Conan] Straight Law / / Part 2 of 3 Fandom: Detective Conan Title: Straight Law
Beta: dylan-mx Rating: orange
Warning: what if?, Missing moments, one-shot, het,
character death Notes: I sincerely hope oocyte loss was not because I do not ever forgive ° _ ° put what if? as a warning that there might be some small inconsistencies with the real history of DC, although I have tried to avoid them, and also because the relationship between Gin and Sherry has not yet been confirmed by the author [as it is for me quite obvious xD]. The title is the name of a cocktail of Gin and Sherry xD Enjoy!
Introduction: The story begins a year before Sherry leaves the organization: the girl is working all'APTX4869 and his life is divided between work and her sister Akemi, until not accidentally catch the attention of Gin begins to follow it and control it and prevent it from coming into contact with other people outside the organization. Slowly between the two sets in a kind of symbiotic relationship that develops between them without a report that there is a genuine feeling on the part of Sherry, while Gin has an obsessive desire for her to get serious when the girl after the death sister, is opposed to the organization.
Gifter: skyearth85 Link to gift: Here ^ ^ He wondered if that night was to go or if it was better to cancel everything, not wanting to endanger Seiji, he was afraid, but could not even tell him no, not that night. She bit her lower lip in the throes of nervousness, was already half past nine.
Go, do not go? He ran a hand through his hair. The phone rang suddenly making her jump.
said quietly.
\u0026lt;Hello?>
\u0026lt;Kaori? They Seiji.>
\u0026lt;C-hello ...>
\u0026lt;Look, I had a mishap ... is a problem if we delay our meeting a half hour?>
\u0026lt;No, no problem. I also have more work expected.>
\u0026lt;Ok, see you later then ...>
Shiho could feel a bit 'of anxiety in his voice, but he could not understand that was because he wanted to speak in a more confidential . But it was still early.
\u0026lt;Are you okay, Seiji?>
He was afraid, afraid they did something.
'Yes ... why?>
\u0026lt;Nothing ... just a bad feeling.> She murmured.
\u0026lt;Still, Kaori. I'm fine. See you later!>
\u0026lt;Hello.>
hung up and smiled, he had done well to hear his voice. And so he could stay at work longer than usual, hoping to sidetrack Gin and others.
The next hour passed quickly and left the building when not crossed anyone. He looked around, worried, but no people or cars or anything else that could be linked to the Organization.
Get in the car with Seiji and since then all his fears vanished from his mind. He had never had so much fun, perhaps in opposition to the sustained pressure that afternoon, but now he felt relieved and free.
They stayed together until late at night, unaware of time passing. Shiho agreed to be accompanied back home, in the end it was dangerous to wander alone at that hour. Seiji
stopped the car right outside the entrance, but remained there with a little ', to speak, when you say goodbye kiss. Sherry
flushed, was the first time you kissed someone and that guy was so sweet, so kind to her that she could not help but love him and reciprocate his feelings.
He left reluctantly, climbed quickly up the stairs to his landing in the dark.
Akemi was out, no doubt with Dai. Before falling asleep
Sherry received a message from Seiji bedtime: it was not anything special, but warmed the heart like never before. Saved him and drifted off to sleep without thinking about anything.
The next day she went to work as usual. He had received no more messages from Seiji, but even he did not expect this to happen, was not used to being the center of attention of someone and be buried by an avalanche of text messages would not have done exactly alike.
By mid-afternoon he got into the upper floors to store a set of data accumulated in recent years: not often happened to abandon its plan for the day, the Chief had made it clear that you did not see around better. Shiho
took the elevator to go up to the penultimate level, with a little 'luck no one would have noticed, the employees at that time were still absorbed in their occupations, and none had to move from one floor to another, as all levels had been leased to various companies that were not linked.
Yet on the ground floor the doors opened, giving way to the last person who wanted to meet Sherry at the moment, Gin.
It took an incredible amount of self-control not to flatten against the wall and pray that the lightning did disappear - or even better than the blond reduced to ashes. The man did not change when he saw her, he limited himself to come in and get next to her, his back against the wall.
not looked, did not speak, gave no sign that he noticed. Sherry tried not to think that what the lousy bastard was near and he concentrated on radio news that the speaker was giving small: talking about just one of the murders committed in the suburbs.
The young age of the victim caught his eye And listen.
"The boy, barely 19 years, was found a few meters from his car, a suburb east of Tokyo, shot dead with two shots to the chest and one to the head. The victim has been identified recently, it appears to Seiji Shiratori, the parents were reported missing this morning after the boy did not appear at home for the night and did not answer the phone. Police are investigating, but it seems geared towards the way of settling of scores ...>
Shiho froze.
His mind stopped listening when he heard that name. He had a total vacuum and blocked eyes.
His head began to spin and it was not supporting the wall to collapse.
Slowly he turned and crossed his eyes cold and impassive Gin.
At that moment he had confirmed all his suspicions, he felt faint and shook his head slightly in disbelief.
\u0026lt;You ...>
was a hoarse whisper, broken, the words died in her throat as her body began to tremble.
Gin continued to look at her without smiling, without denying.
\u0026lt;You were warned, Sherry.> Said ruthless, but there was nothing in his tone of his usual sarcasm.
He did not know exactly what he tried to do, but the hand moved faster than his mind, the brain can not block. But yes Gin.
girl's attempt to slap the man ended up that way, with the tight blond painful around his wrist still in midair. They looked
: sound angry, he seemed very angry, but Sherry was discovered that I really do not care.
A moment later he found himself pressed against the wall and lift his body stiffened.
\u0026lt;Do not you dare, Sherry. Do not think either.>
scratchy, low, hoarse tone that made her shiver, he could feel the breath slow and hot man on his ear, the smell of smoke filled her lungs, her blonde hair tickling the cheek. He had never been so close to him, but all I felt at that moment was anger, annoyance: before her was one of many people that made his life hell, the subsidiary, which had obliged to study abroad, away from Akemi, who forced her to work every single day in the damn experiment, which prevented her from living. They had removed Seiji. The thought passed the
the mind with an unprecedented power, clearing the anger and fear, leaving only a sharp pain. He let go
abandoning its rigidity, resting his forehead on the shoulder of Gin which still held her pinned to the wall.
\u0026lt;I hate you.> Whispered, her voice trembling.
At that moment the elevator stopped and before the doors opened all of the killer broke away from her without commenting. They went out and both went in opposite directions. Shiho
That night could not sleep: the point of exhaustion reread the last message that Seiji had sent it, but did not dare get up to get a tea or something that reaching up the nerves. Akemi, heard the news, he came home he was away, probably to make sure her sister did not do stupid things. He did not want to have a face to face with her, she just wanted to hope that something, anything, that shit did disappear from his life once and for all.
*
Gin hung up the call with a mournful look on his face, catching the attention of Vodka.
\u0026lt;What is it, Aniki?>
The blonde said nothing, merely looking out the window: the mission that had just given was only for him, and he was sure, would be a big mess. Not so much for Cointreau, that was pretty easy.
The problem was Sherry.
He lit a cigarette with a very dissatisfied air, the girl was a nuisance.
He had reviewed the last few months without being seen by her - she did not want more scenes like the one in the elevator going back some time before - on the orders of Boss, he feared he could leave the organization. Gin for that hypothesis was highly unlikely, his sister had been sent on missions abroad and not coming back again for a while ', and then Sherry was no support, no contact. He could not even think to leave the organization.
\u0026lt;From your sudden mood I suppose that the case involves Sherry, Gin right?>
Vodka jumped while the woman's voice pierces the silence. The blond glanced over his shoulder at Vermouth, sitting in the back seat.
\u0026lt;We were already aware of?>
\u0026lt;He gave our small mission to us. - Said the woman, referring to the Boss - But you left the fun part. Ultimately it is a pity to see how these will be avoided in the past seven months. And then feel alone now that his sister is on the road, will need someone to comfort ...>
\u0026lt;Do not say stupid things.> interrupted Dry Gin.
He started and threw a cigarette out the window. It envisaged a bad night.
When he left the building a light breeze ruffled his hair, earning from his lethargy: he felt very tired that day and that is why he had done a bit 'before that night.
was a period in which he worked continuously, sleeping very little compared to what it should. Now the experiment sull'APTX4869 was almost completed, and Sherry wanted to do as quickly as possible, the Chief had really finished his patience.
And then, ultimately, had no other occupation that work.
That thought made her smile bitterly. Had changed from that day seven months before it was changed. She did not care more than what the organization did not blame her colleagues, she was not better than them, he knew, but did not care. The only thing that mattered in life was just to live, or better, survive, and that meant doing everything the boss told her to do and hope to be his so useful that it is not deleted.
He looked around. Despite being quite late there were several people on the street, young drunks intent on enjoying the first days of June wasting their money on alcohol, drugs and women. By not being seen hugging slipped to the walls, as usual, fast, direct to home.
Or at least that was his intention, before joining the front, just around the corner, two burly big man who did not have all the air of wanting to let go. He spun around to go back, but another is the figure stood before him.
There were no more escape routes.
\u0026lt; It 's too late now.>
Gin raised an eyebrow quizzically, the man at his feet, coughing blood and was trying to articulate some meaningful sentence.
\u0026lt;At the moment our men are already at work.> Cointreau muttered again, trying to get the kick straight to the pit of my stomach quickly brought him back to earth.
\u0026lt;Even my. - The blond replied with a grin - and I assure you, Cointreau, which are much more efficient than yours.>
The man on the ground and did not answer Gin drew his gun.
\u0026lt;E 'was so stupid of you betray the Organization. But do not worry: not rifarai never a mistake like that.> Grinned.
The shot rang out strongly.
Gin walked away from the body of the traitor and got into the car, now had to find Sherry and quickly too. Cointreau had informed a small group of criminals instead of the experiment that the girl was carrying out: they would have ambushed on the way back, they would have kidnapped and would use it to play the APTX4869 for them. A plan definitely
reckless and suicidal, just a stupid as that traitor was an architect, but in the meantime he would have to reach the girl and save her. Vermouth and Vodka were occupying the rest of the band at that time.
I just hope that Sherry was not out earlier than usual from the laboratory.
She was sure that it was not a robbery, the bag had not even touched and were not even threatening, they were simply stuck there, ready to pounce. Shiho thought the worst and prayed that what little he knew enough of self-defense. He regretted that he never procured weapon when it was part of the Organization in the bag and had nothing that could be used.
\u0026lt;It's the good, baby. Now you're coming with us.>
He felt a hand resting on his shoulder, but before the close if the concrete could be shrugged off and tried to break through the barrier of two men unsuccessfully. They grabbed her by the arm to lift the weight.
struggled kicking, and struck something hard, one of the men groaned before hitting the face.
\u0026lt;Damn bitch!>
Shiho felt to have blood in my mouth and swallowed him while the two men who held their hands tied behind his back. He tried to hit a kick, but it was completely useless, he tried to scream, but a huge hand covered his mouth with the force. The men began whispering among themselves, ignoring his futile efforts to free himself.
\u0026lt;on, carry it to the machine-...>
The sentence of one of his attackers was broken by a gunshot and one of two that kept it off the ground fell. Sherry
instinctively gave him a great head back, felt a huge pain in the head, closed his eyes and saw the stars as she rose from behind a cry of pain. The girl fell to the ground with a groan. He opened his and saw one of the two men bet against a gun, he launched his side when he pressed the trigger. He felt a strong pain, a burn on the side.
There was a thud and the man who had shot fell to the ground, dead.
The last remaining raised his gun toward the corner where it came from enemy fire. The girl did not think twice and threw himself forward in his hand, clenched his teeth on her wrist and squeezed as hard as he could.
There were several shots, screams, then she found herself on the ground beside the man, now free life. He released her wrist, panting.
At that moment he felt the most excruciating pain she had ever experienced. Rocamente moaned without opening his eyes he felt bad everywhere, her head throbbed in her mouth had blood mixed with the aggressor and the side was literally on fire.
Footsteps echoed along the street and stood beside her. He heard someone tried to untie his hands and his feet, but could not muster the strength.
He felt the cold touch of a hand and raise arm up the hem of his shirt to examine the wounded side; shivered without turning his head to see who was the unexpected savior.
For now know enough to be alive and not too shabby.
\u0026lt;You better get up. Very soon the police will come and I assure you that you better not find you here.>
froze to recognize that voice and cursed mentally of all he had to just happen.
\u0026lt;It is not so easy.> "She said sarcastically, trying not to say that being attacked, beaten and shot in an alley was not something that happened every day.
Try to get up and succeeded with the help of Gin, but the problem was to remain standing, the burned side of her head and turned mad with grief. He heard the man's body near her, while the sustained and made her move toward the car. He turned to face him.
It was from that unfortunate incident in the elevator did not see his face so closely, it was a strange feeling, although not for months they saw his face was just like he remembered.
came to his Porsche and Sherry sat down beside him, gritting his teeth when he had to bend down to get in the car, he saw reflected in the window and thought it looked like a corpse. The blood had heard in her mouth was partly poured down his chin and cheeks had flushed one of the two received the slap. He glanced at the struck by the bullet, but saw only a dark stain of blood on the shirt.
stared at its image while Gin put in motion. He did not ask where they were tried or her eyes, she was sure that if he tried to do any thing would end up throwing up somewhere and this was far from his designs of the day.
mattered little that he was the blond to save her, the man who gave the last push to make her fall in the abyss of loneliness and cynicism, at that time was enough for her to be still alive.
Gin thought hard about what to do: let her go home was out of the question, there could be still smaller members of that group around, it was said that Vodka and Vermouth were able to eliminate them all in one shot. In addition to the side that wound was medicated, although it was only a flesh wound. It was an easy job, but had to be done with care and Sherry alone could have a problem to disinfect everything right.
sighed and came to the only conclusion possible, it would deal with him.
drove for about twenty minutes, mixing in traffic at night and constantly checking the rearview mirror: they would not should be no complications, but preferred to make sure no one followed it.
finally arrived in the building where he lived, was in a suburban neighborhood, along with many other buildings, all identical. He left the car in the underground car park, where attracted less attention. Sherry
He helped to get off the car, holding her to keep her from falling. You could see he was not accustomed to physical pain, but not touched that fragility, indeed.
If it had been in a better mood would have enjoyed teasing, knowing his pride, shame that at that time he had really wanted.
checked carefully for the next the girl not to drip blood, it would be quite difficult to explain to neighbors why there was a trail leading from his red car at the door of his quarters, but fortunately the wound seemed to have already stopped bleeding. The bullet had not penetrated the meat, was only grazed.
went up the elevator to the apartment. Shiho when he set foot in that place was surprised by an order accompanied by impeccable decor spartan and cold. It seemed a place rarely used, probably Gin went there only to sleep when it was on a mission, which was a shame, since it was spacious, especially if it was used by a single person.
He walked into the living room looking around with curiosity: it had never been in the apartment of another member of the Organization and made strange to find so ... anonymous.
Gin, who had disappeared behind a door for a few moments, he returned carrying the medical kit.
\u0026lt;Take off your shirt.>
Sherry hit him with his eyes: he knew that was not essential, could dress simply holding up the hem of her shirt.
\u0026lt;If you do not have complications in the future, you better do it.> Repeated the blond opening the kit and pulling out what he needed.
\u0026lt;But careful ...> stripping she said. "And that asshole," he added mentally, but chose not express his thoughts.
He felt ashamed as he sat in a chair next to her that Gin disinfect the wound.
\u0026lt;Who were these men?> Asked the girl. He hoped to find any topic of conversation that she is distracted by the fact that the man was practically in a bra in front of him, something that weighed a lot, considering it was the first to see it that way.
\u0026lt;Members of an organization criminal of the lowest level. The only reason I managed to get to you is that they had a spy among us.>
\u0026lt;Who?>
\u0026lt;Coitreau.>
\u0026lt;What happened?>
\u0026lt; ; already settled.>
Shiho heard the news with relief, and this surprised some time before the idea of murder would have caused a deep disgust, not so much against the killer, but for the act of itself.
\u0026lt;You?>
\u0026lt;Yes>
\u0026lt; Do not tell me that you have entrusted to protect me until further notice.> Muttered, looking up to heaven.
\u0026lt;I control for months, Sherry. I had the task of eliminating anyone who hinders you with your work.>
The girl looked at him coldly, the allusion was clear to Seiji.
Gin sustained gaze.
\u0026lt;Well - she said glancing at his side - I do not think you've done your job very well.>
\u0026lt;If you had respected your time none of this would happen.> , he replied caustic disinfecting with a little 'too much force injury. Shiho
bit her lip in pain.
not looked at the man in the face, but was certain that at that moment was smiling. Apply the bandages without speaking, his movements were precise and fast, his hands were so cold that every time I touch her skin Sherry could not help but shudder.
\u0026lt;You should dress up more.> Muttered without thinking twice.
Gin knew what he was referring, and grinned.
\u0026lt;Coming from you, you're half naked.> Said amused suddenly seeing the girl blush.
The scientist looks at him making a face for no reason and gave a flick with your fingers to the brim of his hat that the man still wore, letting it fall silently.
For a moment he wondered if he would take it badly, but then consoled himself saying that, if indeed his job was to protect her, could not have hurt that much. The killer
recovered his hat and stood up from the ground floor. Sherry looked at him curiously, was the first time I saw him bare-headed and gave her a strange feeling.
He rose and she smiled slightly as was reflected in those green eyes so cold, cold ... she was not afraid, he knew he could not harm her. See it towering in front of her, feeling overshadowed by such an imposing man, so tall, so alien and yet not out of place, none of this agitation. It seemed that everything was where it was.
\u0026lt;Thank you.>
was sincere. Gin did not gave it to see, but felt something inside him collapsed.
\u0026lt;wait to thank me.> Whispered hoarsely.
She did not know what he could do it, did not know what he wanted them and it was better that was not precisely know. He held back only because he had precise orders, because he did not pity, not because he felt something deep for her to stop him from them all. The only thing I felt was the desire to have it for him alone, away from others, away from everything and everyone. Only she
for him and nothing else.
He felt a hand pull his sleeve and opened up the eyes, being in front of Sherry staring at him worried.
\u0026lt;Are you okay?>
He looked away trying to regain control of himself.
\u0026lt;Come.> Replied, giving her shoulders and out of the room. Sherry
froze for a moment when he realized that the room where it was entered the bedroom of Gin. The place was small, dark, but warmer than others, with a nice single bed and a wardrobe and a half that occupied an entire wall.
\u0026lt;sleep here tonight.>
\u0026lt;And you?>
\u0026lt;On the couch.> From the Closet
Gin pulled out an old shirt that by now he was small and gave the girl to use as pajamas, then left her alone going to smoke a cigarette in the living room, I felt the urge. It
took off his coat and lit abandoning his chair: he had to relax their nerves, to herself. The other option was plunged in his own room and do something you would regret it in the future, definitely not recommended.
He heard light footsteps on the floor and Sherry turned her head slowly. He smiled, the shirt was far too large, covered her legs to just above the knee and we sailed almost half sleeves. Under
seemed not to take anything, but in the end t-shirt that covered the whole be shaded.
She blushed a little meeting his gaze, shaking on the door jamb.
\u0026lt;Good night.> Muttered before going back to your room.
The man sighed and lay on the couch, he felt that night would have difficulty falling asleep.
