{DISCONTINUED} Just Like Me (Conan x Reader), Detective Conan

Chapter 1

Published: Aug 2, 2020

Edited: 8/2/2020

Y/N's POV

'There he is!'

Stopping in my tracks I see him, Jimmy, talking to his childhood friend and captain of the karate team, Rachael.

"*angry sigh* Thanks to you my dad is pretty much out of work." Rachael spats. "Hey, don't get mad at me, it's not my fault your dad hasn't solved a case since VHS was cool!" Jimmy retorts, laughing at his 'joke'. Rachael, with a dark aura around her, punches a decent-sized dent into the light pole next to them. When bringing her hand back to her she laughs darkly, scaring Jimmy, and making me give a slight chuckle. "Hehe, yeah you're right," Rachael replies to Jimmy.

I look back down at the newspaper I was reading, just to see that Jimmy solved another case. I may be pretty good with my detective skills, but my people skills are shit. People think I'm stuck up and I'm too good for them, but they should see that I'm am sweating bullets by being the center of attention from a big or small crowd.

"So, you haven't forgotten about tomorrow, right?" Rachael queers as she looks back at Jimmy. "Tomorrow?" Jimmy asks confused about what Rachael was asking. Rachael had a hurt expression when she heard his response, "You promised you would take me to Tropical Land if I won the city karate championship!" She whines, with fake tears running down her face. "O-oh, right..." Jimmy answers awkwardly. "Baka, how could I think you would remember," Rachael says, a little angry.

"Look, Rach, I'll pick you up after school so we can go, okay? See ya!" Jimmy smiles, 'Oh the smile I love so much,' and Ran off (Hehehe, puns), Rachael sighs and walks the other direction home.

I watched as the two friends walked in different directions home, you heading in Jimmy's direction since you live pretty close to him.' Tomorrow will be a big day for me'.

'Tomorrow I'll confess to Jimmy!'

-Timeskip brought to you by English being weird and changing Anime names (Why home country, why?)-

Arriving at my house, I realized that I am lonely. 'Maybe getting a pet won't be bad...' After doing my routine; finish homework, eat, shower, and brush teeth, I climb onto my bed and look at my favorite stuffed animal, a present from my brother when I left the house on my own. It's a small floppy dog and it's just so cute! The 'fur' is a dark brown, it has black beady eyes, a bow around its neck, long ears, and is positioned in a sitting stance.

"J... Jimmy I-..." It's kinda sad I can't even confess my feelings for Jimmy to my Stuffie. "*sigh* If I wanna tell Jimmy, I have to get the courage! But, maybe a letter would work... Yeah! I'll write a letter and hand it to him! It always works in the FanFiction, it should work in real life, too!" I go to lay down, but turn in bed to look at Stuffie, "I love you, Jimmy Kudo," I then closed my eyes, waiting until morning for Tropical Land.

~Next Day~

Tropical Land, a place almost like Disney World. It brings the child out of every adult. Or brings a love blossom to a couple.

'Why did I think this could work..?' I think to myself as I try to find Jimmy so I can give him the letter I wrote earlier this morning. As I'm looking I see that there is a commotion near a roller coaster. I walk up to the ride and see police officers surrounding the area. 'Maybe a murder,' I think as I hear some people crying and yelling going on. I somehow push my way towards the front to see what happened and I freeze for a second. In front of me is the love of my life, Jimmy Kudo, looking for clues on a homicide, from the looks of it. The victim was killed by decapitation so it had to be someone who is flexible, or nearby. As I look around I see that the victim is male, and from hearing what was going on, I snuck under and past police to look further into what happened, ignoring the fact that Jimmy was near and could see me. I found a few pearls, though I took only one, a piece of string. Still, I left that as well, I found a few droplets of water, and as I walk back I noticed that one of the suspects wasn't crying, though their eyes were slightly red, indicating that they were crying earlier. As I look at some of the evidence I see some men in black trying to avoid the scene, I feel like I knew one of them, but I ignored it for now. When I looked back at the suspects, the one that isn't crying had marks on her leg and looked pretty fit, she also had a purse with her, and I felt like all the pieces fell into place. While thinking, I heard a shout from a police officer, "Hey, we found a knife in the girlfriend's purse! It looks to have blood on it, too," Well that doesn't seem right. For a knife to decapitate someone, it would need to be sharper and bigger than this dull and small knife.