[March 20, 2008] [Detective Conan/Case Closed] Betrayal

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Title: Betrayal

Day/Theme: March 20: Felony is a gift to men who have everything to lose.

Series: Detective Conan/Case Closed

Character/Pairing: Shinichi/Ran

Rating: PG/K plus

 

When they were in private, Shinichi and Heiji would talk in hushed tones about what had happened. They both agreed on the same thing; something was fishy.

 

-o-

 

“Why were you a part of this?”

The little girl that was Ai Haibara looked blankly up at the taller figure that was Vermouth. The latter had just emerged from the smoke of the building, coughing slightly.

“So…it was you. You sealed the exits…”

“You didn’t answer my question. Why were you a part of this?”

“I could ask you the same thing.”

“You set them up for failure. Why?”

“Are you asking me why I betrayed them?”

“No. I’m asking you why you were a part of it in the first place.”

“Because you know all about betrayal, don’t you?”

 

-o-

 

How had it worked to their favor? They had gone into their battle knowing that it would probably be a suicide mission. But they had hoped against all odds that good fortune would favor them.

Their plan had been crude. Their stealth had left a lot to be desired. By all rights…they should have come out of this a lot worse than they did. Heiji had inhaled the smoke, but had been none worse for the wear. Shinichi…well, Shinichi had been shot…but it wasn’t a mortal wound. With time, he’d be able to gain 100 percent mobility in his hand.

And he’d always done his fighting more with his feet anyway.

 

-o-

 

“You were successful…you had a life…a career…why did you throw it away…for this?”

“Are you saying you’re jealous of me?”

“No.”

“Because we could leave right now. Those deserters you’ve apprehended behind you…the police would take care of them. You and I could go great things.”

“Not interested.”

“Why not, though? You’re already a traitor. Once a turncoat, always a turncoat, you know…”

 

-o-

 

It was almost…like they’d had help. Of course, Haibara’s tampering with the control room had helped. A lot. But…it still shouldn’t have been so simple…

Heiji snuck a soccer ball into Shinichi’s room, and the small detective had gratefully taken it to clear his head. Heiji kept watch for the nurses while Shinichi bounced it methodically on his knee; his balance was off because of his arm in the sling, but he managed to get used to it.

Heiji had admitted he hadn’t seen Vermouth again. It could be that she’d escaped…but Haibara had sealed off all the exits.

But if Vermouth was the traitor who’d helped bring down the Organization, there were a few things that bothered Shinichi.

 

-o-

 

“Not interested.”

“Have it your way then.”

“Do you honestly think I’m going to let you escape?”

“If you were going to stop me, you would have done it already.”

“I wanted you to answer my question.”

“What if I said that I played a part in this…just for the hell of it?”

“I’d say you’re lying.”

 

-o-

 

Why would Vermouth come quietly? Or, for that matter, if she hadn’t been captured…why would Haibara have let her go?

 

-o-

 

“You know, they say that a felony is just a gift to those who have everything to lose.”

“I don’t follow.”

“You wouldn’t. But…I think that you could.”

“So…you betrayed them for the hell of it?”

“No.”

“You directed them. You threw them off when you knew we’d already infiltrated your hideout.”

“Yes I did.”

“You’re saying you only joined their Organization so you could watch it fall?”

“Isn’t that what you did?”

 

-o-

 

What had happened? If there had been any sort of exchange between Vermouth and Haibara…what would they have said?

 

-o-

 

“Don’t compare yourself to me.”

“I really do think we’d be a good team though.”

“Not. Interested.”

“You could just walk away with me. Your friends in there are probably going to die. They can’t find the exit…and I think the little one was shot…”

“I’m not going to do that.”

“Why not? You’ve done it before.”

“When you have important people in your life worth protecting…you protect them.”

“Who told you that?”

“Just some guy I know.”

“So…it seems I can’t persuade you?”

“No.”

Vermouth nodded. “I see.”

Haibara lifted a small gun then, pointing it at her. “And I can’t let you escape.”

“You’d kill me?”

“No.” Haibara fired the gun. Instead of a bullet, a long, almost invisible needle came out the end.

Vermouth’s face was surprised.

“But I would shoot you.”

Haibara ran into the building then. She looked back once, at the form that was Vermouth, still on the ground. She blended in with the rest of the poor saps that had been shot already. Haibara let her mouth slip into a quick grin.

Then she turned and disappeared into the smoke.

 

-o-

 

A U T H O R S   N O T E

:D

 

And…That’s been my weird little arc. Totally played out in my head…but it turned out slightly differently when I actually wrote it.

 

Well…that’s what happens to me a lot. I let the characters prod me too much.

 

^.^;

 

Well…it might continue in a bit…I don’t know what to call it though…’the weird version in which Shinichi is shot in the shoulder’

 

I dunno.

 

(tired)

 

~Ayaia