It was freezing out, oh how Conan hated the snow. Not only was it winter and snow was on the ground ,but there was 7 feet of it. Why did he get up at 6AM for this pile of frozen water?

"Conan!"

Oh yea, the reason why he got up at 6AM, went out in the cold and walked 2 miles to find the biggest hill in town was him. That little 8 year old brunet named, Mitsuhiko. Once Conan realized school was canceled he fell right back to sleep the Detective Boys on the other hand had decided it was a great idea to grab a sled and find the biggest hill they could. Conan of course said 'no' ,but as soon as he saw Mitsuhiko with that pout, he was putty.

"Conan don't just stand there, lets go to the top of the hill." Mitsuhiko cheered

"No, I said I would come and I did, I never said anything about going down the hill." Conan argued sternly.

"Your already here might as well have fun"

"no"

"please?" Mitsuhiko pouted.

Conan tried to resist the urge to say 'yes', but he was to weak. "Fine" Conan sighed. Mitsuhiko beamed and quickly grabbed Conan's hand and raced to the top to meet with Ayumi and Genta. Conan felt his face burn with a bright blush. For once he was glad he was in the cold and the blush would be explained of as being cold.

Once at the top they got their sleds ready only to be stopped by realizing there was four of them and two sleds. The boys decided to break up into groups. Genta of course choose Ayumi and strangely enough Mitsuhiko seemed fine with it.

"Alright then I ride with Conan" He smiled

'Huh, guess he doesn't like Ayumi anymore.' Thinking that it felt like he was relived for some reason. Conan shrugged it off and got on the sleigh. Mitsuhiko followed and got on behind Conan. Conan flushed a deep red, he could feel Mitsuhiko's legs on his thighs and his crotch close to his butt. He was so lost in his thought he almost didn't hear him.

"ready?" Mitsuhiko asked

"y-yea" Conan stammered

And off they went racing down the hill...the big hill...the really big hill. Conan just realizing how step and big the hill actually was and how small he was, unconsciously he let out a small whimper.

"Conan, are you OK?"

"Of c-course, why wouldn't I be?"

Just as he said that they hit a rock and the sled started to shake. Conan again accidentally let out a small cry. Seeing thins Mitsuhiko wrapped his arms protectively around Conan's waist.

"It'll be OK, I won't let anything bad happen to you." Mitsuhiko whispered in Conan's ear.

Conan blushed and nodded, trusting him. As they hit another rock their sled went into the air and threw them off. Conan cried out as they hit the ground and rolled down the until they we're stopped by a bush.

Mitsuhiko didn't let go once. As they lay in the snow covered bush Mitsuhiko finally released his grip on Conan only to examine him. He had only one small cut on his cheek.

Conan opened his eyes just realizing they were closed to see Mitsuhiko's face only inches from his.

"M-Mitsuhiko?"

"sorry, I didn't do that good of a job protecting you" Mitsuhiko wiped his finger over Conan's cut and showed him the blood.

"That's OK, I'm glad you were protecting me." Conan said with a soft smile

Mitsuhiko slowly moved his head down closing the space between them. Their lips crashed together. Conan's eyes widen as the logical part of his brain reminded him Mitsuhiko was 8, he was 17. But that part soon became quite as Conan melted into the kiss. His arms snaked around Mitsuhiko's neck, afraid he'd disappear any seconded.

When they pulled apart for air they both had a deep blush and were panting. While outside Ayumi and Genta were scared and looking for them, they gazed into each others eyes.

"lets go again" Conan smiled

Mitsuhiko nodded and with a quick peck on the cheek they were off to the top of the hill again.