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Why does my heart cry...? feelings I can't fight...

You're free to leave me, but just don't deceive me and please...

Believe me when I say I love you...

El Tango de Roxanne - Jose Feliciano, Ewan McGregor, Jacek Koman

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I think i finally came up with a prompt. Tell me if its ok! "We represent opposing parties in a trial but i think you're cute so let's go for a drink when we're done here" (i prefer kaishin or pliroy)

Let’s do KaiShin this time!  I think I gave you Pliroy last time, yeah?  It’s always good to have some variety.  ;D

“Well, hello, handsome,” a man’s voice cooed.  Shinichi, busy with inspecting a footprint, did not bother to turn around.

“Someone get this civilian out of my crime scene,” he called, rubbing a finger over his lips thoughtfully.

“Well, see, here’s the thing,” the man said, undeterred.  “I’m actually an attorney.  I’m here on behalf of my client.  Ms. Flora?”

Shinichi turned his head to show he was listening.  “Oh?  And what do you hope to accomplish by coming here?  You’ll receive our report as soon as it’s been written, same as the prosecution.”  He turned further, narrowing a look at him.  “You don’t think we’ve… missed something?”

The man, handsome if a little too charming, raised his hands, placating.  “I’m sure you’ve done your jobs splendidly.”

“That wasn’t a no.”  Shinichi stood, brushing his hands off on his pants.  “Can I get a copy of the available shoe prints?” he called to one of the forensics specialists.

“The thing is,” the man persisted, “I think something may have been hidden from you.  I’d like you to check the piano for me, if you wouldn’t mind terribly.”

For a moment, all Shinichi could hear was the Moonlight Sonata.  He could feel the heat of the fire.  He shook it off forcibly, striding to the piano as if investigating one again didn’t bring back bad memories.

He left the living room for the parlor at once, the man following on his heels.  They hadn’t checked the room as thoroughly, since no one had had a chance to come into the room between the time of the murder and the time of the body’s discovery.

“Where?”

“Then you’ll do it?”  Shinichi shot him an unimpressed look, but the man remained unaffected.  “Both underneath and inside, please.”

Shinichi gestured for someone shorter to check beneath while he opened the lid, glancing along the strings.

One of them was missing.

“Sir, I… have something here, but I’m not exactly sure what I’m looking at.”

“Camera,” Shinichi said, holding out a hand.  He took a few quick shots of the inside of the piano, focusing along the missing string, especially the ends.  When he was done, he passed it to the other officer.

Once he climbed out, Shinichi slid underneath himself.

In a coil, stuck to a piece of chewing gum, was the missing string.  There was blood on it.  The murder weapon.

“I need forensics over here.  We need the inside and underneath dusted for prints, and I want this gum tested for DNA.”  Shinichi slid back out, pacing.

Only one person had been known to chew gum, the ex-smoker Flora, but there were no signs that the string had been torn or cut out, and Flora played wind instruments.  She would be unlikely to know how to remove the string of a piano.  The only one to use the weapon…

“What’s your name?” Shinichi asked the man.

He seemed surprised.  “Kuroba Kaito, attorney at law.  It’s a pleasure to meet you in person, Detective Kudou.”

“In person?”

“I’m an old friend of Hakuba Saguru.  He’s told me about you.”  Kuroba smiled widely.

“Well, in any case, Kuroba, unless you had other business here, we do have work to do here.  Any evidence we uncover will be delivered to you.”

“I wouldn’t call it business, but once the trial is over, maybe you and I could go for a drink?”  He grinned, all boyish charm.  “You’re way cuter than Hakuba let on.”

Shinichi rolled his eyes.  “Get out of my crime scene, Kuroba.  I have work to do.”

“That wasn’t a no,” he pointed out with a wink.  “I’ll ask again after the trial, okay?  See you around, Great Detective.”

Kuroba let himself out, so Shinichi turned back to the crime scene.  Satou stepped in from another part of the house, eyebrows raised high.

“Well?”

“Well, what?” Shinichi asked.

“Well,” Satou repeated, “Are you going to say yes?  He was cute!”

“Satou, we’re working on a case, is this really the time?”

“There’s always time to get you a boyfriend, Kudou.”  She scoffed.  “I’m an excellent multitasker.”

Shinichi rolled his eyes, keeping quiet.  He’d think about it.  Cute or not, he wasn’t going to make any promises.  But, well, he knew the direction he was leaning.

He was a sucker for a nice smile.

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If you were death or still alive, I don't care, I don't care...!

Just go and leave this all behind... cause I swear... I don't care...!

Apocalyptica - I Don't Care (feat Adam Gontier)

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No quiero soñar mil veces las mismas cosas, ni contemplarlas sabiamente... Quiero que me trates suavemente.

Trátame Suavemente - Soda Stereo

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Marauders!!!

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Paseando por el centro de la ciudad.

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Who cares if one more light goes out in the sky of a million stars? It flickers, flickers...

Who cares when someone's time runs out, if a moment is all we are? Or quicker, quicker?

One More Light - Linkin Park

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I'll remember you... No matter where our ways may take us to... And even when the memories slip away... Time will test you, I won't let you fade...

Linkin park - let you fade