Disclaimer: I don't own anything! ...wish I did own an anime...That'd be SWEEEEET.

There was thankfully only ten more days of school left until summer. Conan sighed in relief, soon he would be leaving this annoying middle school and finally into high school. That is where he belonged in the first place anyway. The shrunken detective glanced out the window unaware of the approaching boy.

"Conan!"

The boy jumped up in his seat which resulted in banging his knees. He fell back down and looked at his freckled friend with great annoyance. "Mitsuhiko..." he said through pursed lips.

"Awww, did I make you mad?" Mitsuhiko asked sadly.

"Yes" he answered plainly still pouting. Mitsuhiko smiled and this and threw his arms around the smaller boy's neck. "H-Hey!" Conan cried trying with all his might not to blush.

"I'm sorry Conan, but you look so cute when you're mad." he smiled and took back his arms a little embarrassed.

He felt his eyebrow twitch and his face began to heat up. Snapping himself out of his thoughts he came to the question of what did the boy standing before him want.

"I think we should go bathing-suit shopping together." Mitsuhiko said shyly looking at his shoes.

"If you want to go bathing-suit shopping go ahead, but why would I have to go?"

"W-well...I want someone's opinion."

"Fine."

"Really? Yay and maybe when were there you can try some on too..."

"hmmm..."

Conan peeked out from the curtain of the dressing room. His face had a deep flush across his cheeks and his eyes screamed embarrassment. "M-Mitsuhiko?"

"Yea?" the boy in the chair watching asked.

"Um... I don't like this...this"

"Bathing-suite?" Mitsuhiko laughed lightly.

"I'm not sure you can even call it that..." he uttered under his breath.

"Let me see."

"N- I don't really want to come out in front of all the people in the store..."

"Don't worry, I'm sure you look great." He purred and stood up. Walking to the fitting room Conan realized he was going to look. He tried to cover himself quickly , but was to late. Mitsuhiko swung open the curtain and saw the poor boy in a very skimpy and revealing bathing-shorts.

For someone who fought villains and criminals he had never felt more vulnerable in his life. Under the eye of his crush he couldn't help, but squirm. "C-Can I change? It's not really comfortab-"

The taller boy put his hand on the other boy's cheek in a loving gesture. This stunned Conan and he watched Mitsuhiko slowly move closer and into a hot, passionate kiss. Having no air made them pull away panting. Mitsuhiko had a sly smile dance across his lips has he closed the curtain and pined Conan to the wall. With their bodies pressed as close as they could the taller of the two took the opportunity to explore his friend. "I-I love you Conan..."

"Conan"

"Conan!"

"Conan!"

"Ahhh!" caught off guard the young detective's reflexes kicked in and ended up smacking his friend in the face.

"Ye-OW! If you didn't want to go just say so! No need to slap me..." Mitsuhiko pouted. A lump of guilt suddenly tied up the other boy's throat.

"Ah, sorry I was uh, distracted." He said as his face turned red.

"Are you OK? You're face is all red." he asked getting close to his face.

"I'm fine! Now if you don't want me to slap you again get out of my space."

"OK, OK, no need to get violent." Mitsuhiko put his hands up defensively.

"Sorry, sure we can go shop-"

Mitsuhiko threw his arms around Conan again and squeezed the life out of him.

"Can't breath!" he gasped.

"Oh, sorry I was just so happy." Mitsuhiko smiled with a blush. "Let's go after school." He looked down at the floor and then awkwardly left back to his seat.