Author's Note:

To fans: I lied. Again. Sorry. New category, though. I haven't switched fandoms, but I'm totally stuck for Hush, and I've been bitten by a new plotbunny. Look out for a new story, TT fic, "Eurydice".

To new readers: Hi. I'm excited. 100 of these stuff, can you believe it? I hope I can do justice to what a bunch of DC writers have already done. My takes on Ai (Miyano) and Conan (Shinichi). Unrelated prompts, unless otherwise noted.

Disclaimer: Detective Conan and all its related material belong to Gosho Aoyama. Borrowed without permission. Themes belong to the LJ community, 100chances. Plots are mine, cannot be borrowed without permission.

Theme One: At Twilight

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On the first day of her birth, it was raining, at night. She had taken great care in washing herself, noticing everything about her new shell, as it were, tugging at her hair and running her hands over her face as she washed it. Getting used to this pre-pubescent body would take a bit more time, she thought, even as she glanced at her flat chest.

The clothes she changed into were a bit tight on her. Professor—Agasa, was it?—said they were Shinichi Kudo's. She let her mind linger on that name, but not for long; now was not the time. He left it at home because it was too small for him, but she would just have to bear it until tomorrow, when she could buy her own set of clothes. And what was her name?

"I don't have one," she said curtly.

And thus, Ai Haibara was born. In secret, of course, hidden from the sun by the cover of darkness, all evidence of the birth erased by the pounding rain.

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The next day, a long day, after shopping, eating, and forging (and presenting those) documents, Ai went up to the roof and introduced herself to the setting sun.

"I am Haibara Ai, for sorrow," she said crisply, watching the sun. "Nice to meet you."

She stood there for a few more minutes, watching until the corona was just about to sink beneath the horizon. It was so childish…but…

"If you see Shiho Miyano again, or Sherry, even, please send them a message for me: I'll make peace with you one day, Sherry, and I'll find you again one day, Miyano. Gomen nasai…and…arigato."

And then it was twilight.

Ai (for sorrow) closed her eyes, tired from staring too long. She could hear the cars go by, honking every few seconds. She opened her eyes.

"Another day, another life." She breathed in slowly, exhaling softly. "Sayonara."

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"Must you do that?"

She didn't reply. Something warm was by her arm—his arm, to be exact—but she paid him no attention.

It was almost the end of another day.

"Sunrises are much more cheerful. Why are you watching the sunset on a day like this?"

He was right. The Black Organization was gone at last. And yet she was still back here.

"Haibara Ai promised a long time ago," she said to him in a whisper, "I'm fulfilling it for her."

"And what was that?"

She didn't reply for a while, and when she did, it sounded so far away…

"I'm making peace with Sherry, and finding someone I lost."

His voice, so near her ear, brought her back. "Shiho Miyano, I presume?"

She raised her head a bit to meet his softly twinkling eyes, and she had to smile, holding out a hand for him to shake. "You must be Kudo Shinichi. Ai told me about you."

He glances at her outstretched hand, and smirks, before pulling her in towards him. Miyano has never been fully enveloped like this before, and she lets out a small cry in surprise. The soft material of his sweater is warm, and she suddenly feels cold on this December evening, despite a red jacket over her cream-colored one.

"Conan told me about you," Shinichi says. Miyano responds lightly, "Edogawa? That arrogant little brat?" Shinichi lightly knocks his forehead with hers.

"Shiho Miyano, have you seen a sunrise before?" he asks, and she shakes her head no, causing her hair rub against his face; he still hasn't let go.

"I'll show you tomorrow," he says.

"Kudo?" she asks in return. "Ohayo."

He chuckles, and she hears it vibrate from his chest. "Ohayo."

It was twilight.

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Note: I broke a cardinal grammar rule and switched tenses without warning. I like it that way,though, so…Review! My first Detective Conan fiction.

Edit 071907: Typo has been fixed. Thanks, Rally!

gomen nasai - I'm sorry.
arigato - Thank you.
sayonara - Goodbye.
ohayo - Good morning.