Forgotten Memories [Detective Conan Fanfic]

Change Of Plans

A/N: If you solved the previous case before or when the two detective did, well done. Youre really smart. If you didn't, its okay, we're on the same boat. If you didn't try, then we will never know.....

Anyways... Moving on.....

2 storeys, an attic, garage, Japanese styled, Shihos' house is nothing different from the typical, modern day dwellings, except for the fact that it offers a welcoming scent. It's the result of the many years of hard work her sister put in it, she left it as a legacy to Shiho before her decease. The exterior of the house is very plain, there was a lack of floras, and she didn't bother putting her time in decorating it. Completing contrasting to the outside, the interior was embellished with pots of flowers and reminiscent picture frames. The colours of the walls were painted cream, complemented with the light colours of the furniture.

Akemi Miyano always had a great taste in fashion, so when it came to designing a house, she was the master. Shiho had better things to take care of than making a house look 'pretty', but she appreciated the effort her sister put in.

She walked in her room. On her bed, was the frustrating sight of; Dresses. She felt a shiver down her spine, as she remembered the previous nights predicament. Shiho had trouble trying to find the perfect outfit for the cruise, after all, it was a formal event. But she had a lack of dresses, five to be exact, and yet life seemed to be turning on her at that moment. Two of the dresses were too small for her, one of them had a clear hole, and the other two had a disturbing odor on it.

Shiho pursed her lips at the thought of having to spend $200 (Aussie currency, don't know how expensive that is in Japan) on a stupid dress.

She threw herself on the bed, as her body slowly sunk into the mattress. As tired as she was, she couldn't help pondering on about the last thing Kudo said.

'..... only one truth pervails,'

It sounded strangely familiar, she closed her eyes and creased her forehead as she forced herself to remember why it was so familiar. In her vision, she pictured the words over and over again, like a broken radio machine. Gradually, a figure formed in the center of her imagination, speaking the words like it's a gif. Suddenly, her eyes shot open, and her lips parted away from each other. A name was appearing in her mind.

Conan Edogawa.

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Shinichi has accepted Heiji's offer of staying at his house, and staying in Osaka until Shiho gets back her memory, while Agasa heads back to Tokyo to inform the kids that Conan and Haibara has left for America.

'Kudo, what do you think we should be doing next?' Heiji struggles to make his way along the pile of dirty clothes all negligently discarded in the room.

Shinichi groans in annoyance as his slippers gets caught in one of Heiji's shirt that he last wore 2 months ago.

'Do you ever do your laundry?' Shinichi asked, more rather criticized, as he looked at Heiji in an accusing manner.

Heiji chuckles, 'ahh, mum won't help me with my laundry,'

'Then do it yourself,' he exhorted, stepping over Heiji's underwear.

'Whatever, so what's the next step,' Heiji changed topic.

'Help her get her memory back,' Shinichi states simply

'But if she created an antidote to lose her memory, wouldn't it be best to respect her decision?'

Shinichi stays silent for a moment considering what Heiji just said.