"HARLEY HARTWELL?!" The teen detective shouted, standing up again.
Who names their kid that?! Heiji thought, horrified. The nurse waited for him to stop heaving, then continued.
"You live in Canada with your family. But recently, you've gotten it into your head that you are a famous detective from Osaka, Japan," She sighed again, "Your parents are very worried. They care deeply for you, and want you to come home as soon as possible."
Well, at least that hadn't changed. Heiji thought for a moment, "What about Kazuha? And Kudo? Where are they?"
"You mean Katie and James?" The nurse nodded, "They're very worried as well. James first noticed your condition. You started referring to him as the Detective of the East, and yourself as the Detective of the West. He thought it was odd, and then Katie confirmed it when you insisted that you two had met in Kyoto," She smiled kindly, "Katie is especially worried about you, considering the relationship you two share."
Heiji blushed, his jaw dropping slightly, "Th-that idiot! She's just making things up again! Stupid girls…"
The nurse chuckled slightly. Ah, young love. And so embarrassed! "Well Mr. Hartwell, now that you know your friends are waiting for you to come home, will you cooperate?"
Will I cooperate? To Heiji, that sounded an awful lot like a threat. There was more to this place than met the eye—he was certain of that. For one thing, he had realized while the nurse was rambling that his bandage and bullet wound were both gone. Not exactly a normal occurrence, considering he had received the wound just yesterday. Second, the nurse hadn't really answered his question: she had said they were alright, but never mentioned where they were. Were Kudo and Kazuha being held hostage here? If so, why?
Heiji flashed one of his smug grins, "Of course, oba-ha— I mean, ma'am."
With that, he followed his nurse out of the room, brow furrowed in thought. What exactly was going on here?
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Who names their kid that?! Heiji thought, horrified. The nurse waited for him to stop heaving, then continued.
"You live in Canada with your family. But recently, you've gotten it into your head that you are a famous detective from Osaka, Japan," She sighed again, "Your parents are very worried. They care deeply for you, and want you to come home as soon as possible."
Well, at least that hadn't changed. Heiji thought for a moment, "What about Kazuha? And Kudo? Where are they?"
"You mean Katie and James?" The nurse nodded, "They're very worried as well. James first noticed your condition. You started referring to him as the Detective of the East, and yourself as the Detective of the West. He thought it was odd, and then Katie confirmed it when you insisted that you two had met in Kyoto," She smiled kindly, "Katie is especially worried about you, considering the relationship you two share."
Heiji blushed, his jaw dropping slightly, "Th-that idiot! She's just making things up again! Stupid girls…"
The nurse chuckled slightly. Ah, young love. And so embarrassed! "Well Mr. Hartwell, now that you know your friends are waiting for you to come home, will you cooperate?"
Will I cooperate? To Heiji, that sounded an awful lot like a threat. There was more to this place than met the eye—he was certain of that. For one thing, he had realized while the nurse was rambling that his bandage and bullet wound were both gone. Not exactly a normal occurrence, considering he had received the wound just yesterday. Second, the nurse hadn't really answered his question: she had said they were alright, but never mentioned where they were. Were Kudo and Kazuha being held hostage here? If so, why?
Heiji flashed one of his smug grins, "Of course, oba-ha— I mean, ma'am."
With that, he followed his nurse out of the room, brow furrowed in thought. What exactly was going on here?