Two years had passed since Kudo Shinichi shrunk and became Edogawa Conan, leaving behind his life as the famous high school detective.
Conan looked up at Ran as she stopped outside the church door's, tightening her grip on his small hand, wiping away the tears freely flowing down her face. She looked so broken…and he couldn't help her, not even as Shinichi.
Because Kudo Shinichi had finally died.
He remember so clearly that it was painful to remember when Haibara came to him, telling him in the most comforting voice she could muster that there was no cure for APTX 4869. That he would forever be Edogawa Conan. He was shocked, angry, hurt and terrified. He locked himself in his room for days on end, wanting it to be just a dream. Praying to wake up and be Shinichi again, to have his old life back.
And when reality finally hit him, it hurt more than he could imagine.
Conan sat between Ran and Mouri in the church bench, letting Ran hold him and cry silently on his shoulder. He himself stared ahead with a blank face, empty of all emotion. Who knew so many people would come to his funeral?
He had used his last temporary antidote 2 weeks after Ran's 18th birthday. It was horrible, he thought, to leave her like this, but he had given her a last birthday present and said his goodbye and with a gentile kiss, left without saying anything more.
The next day, Kudo Shinichi had been pronounced dead.
There was no body, no nothing. Just a shining, empty wooden coffin with flowers spilling off the sides and a black and white photo.
Ran hugged the blue jacket closer to her body as the preacher said to bow there head's to say a prayer. It stood out harshly from the black she was wearing, but Shinichi had given it to her for her birthday, and it was the only thing she had left of the detective.
"I'll always be with you, Ran, so please don't cry when I'm gone. And don't forget me." He then smiled sadly, then leaned in and kissed her gently. "I love you."
That had been his last words.
And his last smile.
Ran closed her eyes and gently shook her head; the tear's still falling soundlessly. It had to be a dream, it just had to be.
"Let us say good bye to a wonderful person, who brought people to justice, who few knew as a friend, and who most could rely on. Let us remember his as Kudo Shinichi." Ran squeezed the jacket when the preacher spoke solemnly; breathing in his sent that still lingered on the jacket.
"Ran-neechan?" Ran swept Conan up in her arms as he called out to her timidly, holding onto him and praying he would never let go.
"Conan," She let out a choked up sob. "Please, please tell me this is just a dream."
Conan looked at her sadly, and then wrapped his own arms around her neck.
"I wish it were." He mumbled into her shoulder.
Maybe,
Just maybe,
That someday,
I'll be able to tell you the truth,
And be able to hold you again,
And never have to let go.
A/N:
Damn, I am crying!
*sniff* I am so sorry if this ruins your day, but I was listing to 'Just a dream' by Carrie Underwood, and it just seemed to fit these to so well. *sniff*
I know it suck's, but if you do like it, favorite and review. *sniff*