Red Team: I Must Still Be Dreaming

A product of my imagination. Don't read if you don't like it.

The characters are seriously out of character!!!

The protagonist is on the good guys' side, but not entirely. Gin is on the bad guys' side, but not entirely either.

Pairing undecided, though it might be Gin.

Matsuda Jinpei always thought his classmate was a frail desk jockey, too weak to lift a finger. He'd been in poor health ever since police academy, and even after joining the force, he was always coughing up blood and ending up in the hospital.

Then one day, Matsuda saw the pale-faced, black-haired police officer on the security footage swiftly knock a burly man out with a single punch. That's when he realized just how wrong he'd been.

Matsuda Jinpei: "...Hagi, pinch me. I might be dreaming."

Amuro Tooru always thought someone like Yue was born to live in the sunlight. He was a gift from God, a hope for people like them, who already had one foot sunk in the mire. He was an untouchable light, someone who would never have anything to do with the darkness.

Then one day, he stumbled upon the cold-blooded, silver-haired assassin holding the black-haired police officer down on a sofa and kissing him tenderly. The young man, eyes misty with tears and looking dazed, called him "A-Jin," an intimate term of endearment. That's when Amuro realized that even the darkness could be touched by light.

Amuro Tooru and Furuya Rei: I think I dreamed that my would-be target and the classmate I have a crush on got together.

Edogawa Conan had always been careful to investigate and avoid the Black Organization. But one time, Gin caught him. As the silver-haired assassin advanced on him with a cold, murderous expression, Conan thought he was about to die.

Then he heard a familiar cough behind the man, followed by a gentle voice: "A-Jin, are you scaring children again?"

The silver-haired man, murderous just a moment ago, softened in an instant. He took off his coat and draped it over the shoulders of the rising star of the police force who had appeared behind Conan, then said gently, "It's windy. Let's go back."

Edogawa Conan: Could Gin really be this gentle? This has to be a dream. It's too ridiculous.

Kuroda Hyoe had always been pleased with the child he'd adopted. The child was obedient and sensible. A little mischievous at times, but still well behaved.

Then one day, he got a call from the child, who asked what he'd do if they brought home the Black Organization's top killer. Thinking the child was joking, he said he'd be delighted, praise them for being amazing, and find a way to help them deal with the trouble.

That night, he saw the silver-haired assassin, the most wanted man on the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's list, gently coaxing his child to take their medicine.

Kuroda Hyoe: I must be so tired I'm hallucinating.

Theme: Flowers blooming in the sunlight still have deep roots in the soil