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WALNUT FLAVOURED

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All of a sudden, Conan gulped his drink down and put the glass on the table, maybe a bit more roughly than he intended to. Seeing this, Haibara smiled and poured herself another glass.

- So? Was it that bad? - she asked. The young detective clicked his tongue in disgust.

- Of course it was!

She couldn't help but letting out a loud laugh, which she tried to muffle at once. Conan turned at her with a puzzled - and sort of dizzy - look.

- You're drunk! - he said.

- No, I'm not! - she retorted, and immediately afterwards she burst into laughter again. The boy looked at her sceptically.

- Sure...

- And what about you? - she replied while sipping her mahogany-colored drink - It's you who's drunk... Look at your cheeks!

Conan decided to ignore the - apparently - fifteen-years-old girl and instead took a look at the various bottles placed on the table.

- So... Do you really drink a glass of this with your lunch? - he asked, eyes half-closed, trying to read a label. It took him a while to notice that it was written in a foreign language - Everyday?

Haibara nodded before emptying her fifth glass. Her cheeks were starting to look as red as his - who, on the other hand, had only drunk two glasses.

- Uh huh... I used to have a high resistance to alcohol before turning into a kid... - she babbled absent-mindly.

The boy gave up with the bottle and put it down again. Then he pointed at the glass Ai was holding in her right hand.

- And what's that?

- Sherry - she answered while she poured herself a sixth one. Conan couldn't help but secretly admire her stamina.

- At least I hope it tastes better than that other thing you gave me... - he teased. Haibara raised her head looking a bit offended.

- Hey! This is authentic Spanish sherry with guarantee of origin! Of course it tastes good! - she muttered.

Edogawa inclined his head, laughing. Haibara frowned and watched him closely, hesitating. Finally she put her glass down and leaned towards him, her eyes shimmering mischievously.

- Do you want to know how Sherry tastes like?

Conan stared at his empty glass, looking bored.

- Sure, why not? - he replied.

Ai then smiled and stood up, grabbing the half empty bottle from the worktop.

- Take off your glasses - she commanded. Edogawa obeyed a bit clumsily, clueless about what was going on.

As soon as the spectacles touched the table, Haibara came closer to him. Her wet lips brushed his for a second, and then Conan felt her walnut-flavoured tongue parting them. He opened his eyes wide in surprise.

- Bu...! Haibara!! - he cried out once she had moved apart displaying a shameless smile in her lips and a strange gleam in her eyes. Conan rubbed his mouth with his sleeve; his cheeks were beet red and not because of alcohol - Why did you do that!?

She laughed again and emptied the bottle at one gulp.

- Now you know how Sherry tastes like...

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THE END

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Author's notes: This was my first fic in English, being Spanish my mother tongue... I know, I know, it was lame. But ::points at PWP tag:: you can't tell you weren't warned! So, please, please, pretty please... R&R. And do forgive my typos!

PS: I don't like sherry... but I suppose that Shiho was named after that for a reason - besides her hair. :P