Disclaimer: "Detective Conan" belongs to Gosho Aoyama and "Bishoujo Senshi Sailor Moon" belongs to Naoko Takeuchi. This fic is not really a crossover but only a Shinichi/Ai fic with cameo appearances of BSSM characters thrown in.

Summary: Like beads of various materials, colours, and sizes, our impressions and beliefs are strung together by the invisible thread of destiny…

A/N: I didn't want to post anything new before finishing "Ghost at Twilight", but this plunny has been so annoyingly persistent that I finally decided to get rid of it by posting the beginning (and committing myself to continuing it so that it will stop pestering me).

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The Red String of Fate

by FS

dedicated to Ritz/aritzen

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Modern psychologists contend that one will always find a considerable amount of ambivalence even in the most rational mind. An example of this curious phenomenon is Kudo Shinichi, who secretly believes himself to be the paragon of rationality like his idol Sherlock Holmes, whom one wouldn't expect to believe in the existence of destiny. And yet the incurable romantic in Shinichi has always believed in the red string of fate—the invisible thread which connects the pinkies of the destined lovers whose lives are inextricably intertwined and who will end up with each other no matter what life will bring.

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Strutting about the extremely vast, extremely busy Tokyo Station with a bouquet of red camellias in his hand, Shinichi waits for the arrival of the Super Komachi, the bullet train with the prominent forty-two-feet long nose and obnoxious red colour, which is supposed to be symbolic of Namahage but only reminds Shinichi of Sonoko's new nail polish. Ran and her father spent last week at an ex-client's estate in Morioka, Iwate Prefecture, after Conan-kun left for New York with his parents; and following his parents' advice, Shinichi is now going to fetch the girl of his dreams from the train station and surprise her with flowers expressing that, in his eyes, she is the epitome of loveliness and perfection.

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A/N: All the chapters will be extremely short, and the story will only make sense if you follow the string to the end. :) As always, comments and critique are welcome.