This is just a short story I thought up today, no big story, but I would like a few reviews. (Just a side note. This story disregards Haibara, so that's why the title says two instead of three.) Thanks! Enjoy.

And Then There Were Two

Chapter 1

Ran had always enjoyed walking in the rain. She didn't know why, but even just the sound of rain helped clear her mind. It was because of this that she decided to walk home from school on the rainy afternoon that would change her life.

The only thing that ruined what seemed to her the ideal afternoon was her cold. She had had a cold for a few days, and it annoyed her to the point where she was carrying a container of pills with her wherever she went. As Ran sneezed again, she gripped her umbrella tighter and heaved a sigh. She hoped she hadn't passed her cold on to Conan, who got sick all the time and was in fact already showing clear signs that he was getting sick. The sixteen-year old groaned as she massaged her pounding forehead.

Looks like I'll have to take more medicine. Ran stopped to fish her medicine and a water bottle out of her bag, but just as she was pulling both items out someone ran into her from behind. She was suddenly on the ground with her things scattered around her. As she began to stammer out an apology though, she realized the stranger who had run into her had gone.

She sat dumbfounded in the rain for a moment, which of course wasn't helping her cold. Then she picked up her stuff and sat down on a bench in front of a nearby store. Ran once again took out her water bottle and case of pills, but hesitated to open the case. The container didn't look like hers, and it took her a moment to realize that it looked more like her father's.

"Dad must have grabbed the wrong case when I asked him to get mine this morning," she muttered. However, she knew even though the case was different her dad only put pills for headaches in his. She sighed again, and looked out at the wet street. I guess it can't be helped. I do have a headache after all. Ran popped open the container and rolled her eyes. Only one pill was left. Mouri Kogorou's frequent hangovers were most likely to blame for that. She swallowed the pill quickly, and when she had finished putting her stuff in her bag she remembered where she was supposed to be going.

The teenager stood up wearily and began to trudge back the way she had come from. Conan was at the professor's house, and she was supposed to go pick him up. At least it's closer than my own house.

So what do you think so far? It's a slow beginning I know but this is a short story and I just want to hear your thoughts. Thanks for reading. My next chapter should be up by tomorrow.