A/n: First real fanfiction I've done on a series. Note that I am using their English names since I'm more comfortable with those. I don't know if any characters will seem "out of character" but this is a fanfiction and with that new ideas or twists can be applied to it.
I like constructive criticism, not one of these:OMG!!111 DIS SUXS LOLOMGWTF!
Anyway! Enough babbling! Enjoy what I have so far!
Stopwatch Hearts
'I can't believe it. I'm finally myself again.'Jimmy held Rachel's hand firmly in his as they walked along side the streets, which were paved with fresh snow. Cars bustled to their homes quickly and noisily. Night had finally fallen, making it a more bitter cold. Just holding on to her hand...made the chilled air seem to disappear. He stopped and took Rachel's other hand, then wrapped them around him. He thought he would never be able hold her like this again...in his own arms. Her cheek brushed against his as she hugged him.
"I love you Jimmy..." she whispered.
He held in his breath and hugged her a little tighter, never wanting to let go.
"I love you too," he smiled.
He stepped back a bit and kissed her warm lips. He just couldn't believe he was here with her. Right here and now. His heart had ached for so long to tell her how he felt. He felt so relieved.
Rachel slowly stretched her hand to his shirt collar and grasped it. Her eyes glanced towards the street and back with a smirk slowly spreading her flushed lips. Her eyes lost their softness as she stared into his. In one instant...she tightened her grip on him and began to swing him forward into the street. He watched in what seemed like slow motion as he fell backwards into the on coming traffic. Her eyes were filled with hate as she looked at him lose his step. He didn't have time to catch himself...he didn't have time to move out of the way. Tires began to screech, but couldn't be avoided. The last words in his mind before he felt impact...
'Why?'
Conan shot up from his bed in a cold sweat. Panting heavily...finally realizing it was a dream.
"That seemed so real..." he said aloud to himself. He looked at his small, child hands. He settled down into the covers and laid on his side. He glanced at the clock's beaming red numbers.
'4:23 a.m.'
"These dreams are killing me," he finally said to himself.
Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he jumped out from his bed. His hand guided along the smooth wall so he wouldn't run into something in the dark (he learned his lesson after tumbling over Richard's shoes). He came to the kitchen and poured himself some juice, then sat at the table in deep thought. Maybe it was his guilt from not telling Rachel who he really was. It has always bothered him of course...but it's for her own protection. It would only make matters more complicated. Right?
"I don't think I'll ever get out of this," he said quietly to himself staring at his glass.
The lights flicked on suddenly, which startled him. He was in such a trance he didn't even hear footsteps coming.
"What are you doing up so early, Conan?" Rachel asked sleepily.
"Same can be asked about you," he replied.
"Well...I'm just having some trouble sleeping lately. You?"
"Same."
She sat down across from him and stretched.
"So you excited about today?"
Conan stared blankly. "Um?... Today?"
"Hello? Today is Halloween! Candy galore!"
'Oh crap. There's no way I'm trick or treating. That is way behind me.'
"Um...Are we...doing something?"
"Trick or Treating of course. I guess I forgot to tell you, but I'm taking Amy, Mitch, George and you. Since you all are good friends after all, their parents said it's a great idea. Gives them the load off anyway."
"Oh...great. Well...what am I supposed to go as?"
"Well, since this was sort put together at the last minute I picked up a costume a few days ago for you to wear. You've been busy at school so...I tried my best to get something you may like...It's so cute!"
'Oh no...she said cute.'
"Uh...I don't even want to ask what it is."
A/n: That's all we have so far! Love it? Hate it? Hell...not much to go on yet? I'll post next chapter soon. ::flees::
