When I was a child, I was impressionable. Of course that's how all children were - but my world felt endless and hollow in a way. I took a toll in writing and investigating when I was rather young so I can be the best I could be with no failures. I wanted to prove to people that I was better. Specifically my God-father.
By that time I had slowly become richer. I could buy new furniture, new clothes and even update my living expenses. But everything wasn't good enough. I needed to be better in a way, I worked and trained for 5 years. My ability was also a major help, writing and work was all that kept me going. I could work my way through it all and failure won't bite me again. Anything but failure.
But I always ended up being a failure.
Maybe I was just too lazy, or maybe I was never good at anything. Maybe I was too average. Maybe I was too lame..
"So, what's your name again?" Ranpo asked. I felt awkward, the atmosphere was being ruined..
"My name is Poe!" I stated rather dramatically, "I am your competitor, we have done these before.." Ranpo gave me a tired sigh. Boy, he was rather.... bratty?
Ranpo and the woman next to him (Yosano Akiko) both stood before me with rather bored looks. "There's no way you can beat my detective skills, but I'll give it a try!" The detective had such a heartwarming smile, you should've seen it. It made me feel tingles in places I didn't expect. He made me feel rather... odd.
When Ranpo and Yosano came out of that novel in less than 2 minutes, I was in awe. He was... great. He was better. He was amazing. He was what he said: a great detective.
"Let's get going Ranpo." Yosano yawned. "I'm so sick of hearing this guy talk over nothing and be shocked over everything." With that the two turned as Ranpo played around with the files.
I wanted to see Ranpo again. "Hey! Wait!" They both turned to look at me.. I was awkward now, "Could you at least... meet me at that cafè, Ranpo? It's the one near the ADA.." I mumbled loud enough for both to hear.
Yosano gave a smirk, "Oh? What's this? Some crappy date in the cafè?" She gave a light chuckle, "Go for it Ranpo." Her fringe moved with her as she turned her head at him. She moved rather elegantly for a sadistic doctor who had no shame in being bloody. An icon.
"Hmmmmmmmmmm," Ranpo thought. "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm," is he teasing me? "Hmmm hmmm hmmm," Now he's pushing it... Ranpo groaned, "Fine! Tomorrow at time whatever! Let's meet there. I look forward to see more of your poems Edgar." Edgar. He used my first name. Are we close now? Am I getting close to such a great detective??
Why am i so... happy about that? It's nothing, it's nothing right?
[Time skip]
There was no sound in the cafè, it was more empty than usual. Ranpo said he would be there in a few minutes, giving me time to think things out. Why did I call him here? To talk, right? I wanted to discuss his ability after all and I wanted him to try my new novel. Yeah. That's what I wanted to do. But I also have another goal in mind.. I want to know Ranpo as a person..
Maybe I'm going insane. My heartbeat has never sped up so fast thinking about a specific person before. Why am I suddenly dying? Am I dying in a cafè? No that's stupid. There's no way.
Sunset was coming and I heard a door open and the bell ringing once it was open. I looked to see who it was: Ranpo. Our eyes met, "Hey Ed! How's things going?" He went over to my table where I had my drinks and some snacks, "Can I have some?" He asked me.
"I'm good, and yes, you can have some." I smiled. "This time you'll be stunned Ranpo! My novel should make me victorious." I took a sip out of my coffee.
Ranpo smirked, "If that's the case, then it should be that good. Come on, let's wait until staff are gone." His voice went into more of a whisper. It shook me up a little, almost making me want to be with him more.
And so I shook my head no, "Not now. How about we speak with eachother first?" I asked.
Ranpo groaned, "Talk about what? Like how awkward it is when you're at your friends house and they argue with their mum in front of you?"
"That's oddly specific."
"You wanna know more about me, right? Well other than being a great detective - I also started the ADA as a way to help others." Ranpo predicted what I was about to say! Isn't thay great?
My eyes widened in happiness, "You're really that good? Were you always this amazing?"
Ranpo gave me a more... sad shrug. "Not always. A lot of the time when I was younger I was confused."
"Why is that Ranpo?"
"I had no idea what my purpose was, what adults do or whatever the point of growing up was. Being alone felt... lonely?"
"But you have your ability."
Ranpo looked at me with a large smile, "Yeah! Yeah of course! My ability is just that great, you know!? I found the meaning after that!"
Ranpi, what was the meaning? I want to know too.
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Coffee Love
FanficPoe is an author getting by and Ranpo is his friend. The two drink and talk everyday at the café Ranpo's friend owns. Slowly, the author feels complicated feelings and is journaling his thoughts.. is this a disease or too much coffee!? !Poe's "past"...