Detective Conan Fanfiction: Shards of Body Heat (GS)

Dear readers, this story has some serious structural problems, so I plan to rewrite it over winter break. Feel free to keep an eye on me, but no need to beat me up - -

He remembered the woman who had died in his arms saying, “If you’re still such a jerk in our next life, I won’t want you anymore.”

From then on, night after night, she appeared in his dreams with her faintly reproachful tone, tear-bright eyes, and that sorrowful smile. He used to think of it as a nightmare. In his sleep, he always believed that if he just reached out, he could still pull her petite, soft body into his arms.

Long afterward, when he finally stopped dreaming of her, he understood just how precious that recurring dream had been. It was his only chance to see her,

for she was already gone from this world.

A Gin/Sherry-centric Detective Conan fanfic. Readers who can’t accept this pairing, please proceed with caution.

Image borrowed without permission. Thanks to Bai Se Chuang for the picture XD