DISCLAIMER: DETECTIVE CONAN BELONGS TO GOSHO AOYAMA. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING.

YAY! So I've decided to reupload this fic due to requests (thanks everyone for all your kind words :)) but it will be on hiatus as I'm still thinking up ideas on how to continue it (if you have suggestions, please throw them at me!) and it will no doubt be a slow and arduous process (sorry!).

For this reupload, I've also edited a bit so it may be slightly (not too much I don't think) different to what it was before.

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I'm not blind

Chapter 1

Falling in the black, slipping through the cracks
Falling to the depths, can I ever go back?
Dreaming of the way it used to be, can you hear me?
Falling in the black, slipping through the cracks
Falling to the depths, can I ever go back?
Falling inside the black
Falling inside, falling inside
The black.

Falling inside the black, Skillet

"He's awake!"

"Oh, thank the Lord."

"How are you feeling, Shinichi?"

The stenches of antiseptics fill my nostrils as my mind also begins to register the voices of mum, Ran and Hakase.

I touch my arms and curl my toes, relieved that I didn't lose any limbs. The events of what had happened that caused me to be hospitalized slowly started to rush back to me and a sense of pride swells inside me as I remember what had happened.

The Black Organisation was finally dismantled.

"Shinichi, can you hear me?"

As I slowly opened my eyes to greet Ran, darkness with specks of light fill my vision.

"Why did you guys turn off the lights?" I ask, as I try to sit up and look for a lamp beside me.

Silence.

Darkness.

Oh.

"…S-so what's the doctor's verdict?" My voice is shaking but I don't care. This can't possibly be happening, though I guess it wouldn't be impossible considering that bastard Gin struck me and then threw me off a fucking building.

"Sh-Shinichi, the doctor said that you're recovering very well for someone that has been through a lot. You survived the critical stage when he didn't think you would make it…a-and and you woke up earlier than the predicted 2 months. " Ran's explanation sounded as if I should be happy, be grateful that I'm alive; but how can I be grateful when I can't see?

A detective's greatest asset is his eyes, not his life.

"TELL ME, GODDAMN IT!" I shout, splaying my hands around and knocking over a vase as the sound of porcelain cracking and water spilling fill the silence.

"You have conversion disorder. The doctors say that it is temporary but they're not sure how long it may last." Her voice cuts through the silence that no one else dared to break. "It's not the end of the world so stop acting like a petulant three year old." Her icy, matter of fact voice makes the blood inside me boil; Haibara's right, but I hate it.

"I need to be alone for a sec."

"Shinichi, are you s—"

"Please Ran, I need some space." My eyes start to sting and I look down. I will not allow them to see me like this. The Great Detective of the East shall not show any signs of weakness. One by one, I hear the sound of shoes and heels shuffling and clicking out of the room. It's funny how without the sense of sight, everything else is magnified by ten times. It's as if the mind is trying to scrape every bit of information they can get through the other senses in order to replace the loss of sight.

But it can't be replaced.

"You do know that people would pay big bucks for a picture of Kudo Shinichi crying, right?" Only that annoying woman would pick a time like this to torture me.

"So take a picture then, I'm sure you could buy the entire Céline collection with that money." I say bitterly, though what I secretly want to ask is 'Are you alright?' I remember after being given the permanent APTX antidote, she was escorted by FBI agents to help retrieve important information from the Black Organisation's online data base. Did she have any confrontations with any of the Black Organisation members? Was she injured anywhere?

-Click-

-Click-

Of course she would take my suggestion literally just to irritate me even more. As the echo of her footsteps begin to sound further and further away, I abandoned my stubborn pride and ask, '…So nothing happened to you?'"

'My vision is still 20/20, if that's what you're wondering."

Damn you, stupid woman.

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