Detective conan- Shinichi/Conan and Hotaru one-shot(s) or two-shots
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective conan. It is owned by Gosho Aoyama. The only character I own is Hotaru, my OC.
-this is before the whole 'shrunken detective business' Shinichi is currently 12 years old. Hotaru is a few months old now. Hotaru is Shinichi's younger sister. This is a two shot. I may do a collection of them here before I start on my story. For a little backround information about Hotaru and such I will create a profile of her (which will contain spoilers). Read that at your own caution. However for this, enjoy yourself. I will make sure that there are not a lot of spoilers. I want to point this out though, Hotaru is blind child.-
Babysitting love part 1
"What!? Okaa-San... Why do you want ME to take care of her?! You too, Otou-San. Why did you agree?"
"Because Shin-chan, your father and I will be away for a reunion party. And I thought you said that you 'didn't want to bother yourself with them'." Kudo Yukiko reenacted a typical bored Shinichi face while she said the last part. Yusaku merely chuckled at this. Looking down at his son, who was mostly shocked and annoyed by the news, he smiled.
"Yes, Shinichi that is exactly it. You too should have time together, after all Hotaru should know what kind of brother her lovely Onii-San is. Am I right?" Shinichi winced at the word.
Onii-San. What kind of Onii-San was he really? He was pretty sure no 'Onii-San' he heard has ever...Hotaru. Onii-San. It hurts to hear that word. He didn't deserve that title. If Hotaru knew, she would never forgive him. His parents had though that was a long time ago. But she, she wouldn't. Not that he expected her to anyways. He was brought back to reality at the sound of his pleading mother's voice.
"Please Shin-chan, it'll only be a few days! Oka-San-"
"And Me." Interrupted his father.
"-And Otou-San promise to help you if you trouble." His mother playfully begged as she clapped her hands together. Shinichi himself looked beyond flustered. There was a pregnant pause until he spoke. Turning his head to the side stubbornly in order to hide his darkening blush he coughed and replied
"It's just a few days...right?"
His mother cheered happily, vigorously nodding her head as she dragged her poor unfortunate husband to gather their luggage. Furniture flew, and there were loud footsteps along with the rolling of the suitcase. Before leaving, they repeated the instructions on what he had to do, quickly his mother kissed his cheek ( to which he wiped off, slightly disgusted) and in a matter of moments, he was alone in the large mansion, with baby Hotaru.
'Oi Oi,' he thought. ' it all seemed like it was planned, doesn't it?'