Title: Early Morning
Fandom: Detective Conan
Pairing: Shinichi*Wataru
Rating: T
Genre: Romance/Humor
Warnings: crack? Shounen Ai, allusions to sex
Author's Note: *cough* Um. The first came about as a seriously demented thought of strange pairings. This was at the top of the list. Dedicated to Randi-chan, who suggested the pairing. It's not really written like a crack!fic, but I have consider it one, just because I can't seem to accept these two as a serious pairing, even if it is hawt.
Disclaimer: All characters are copyright to their respective copyright holders.
Summary: Takagi Wataru wakes up after a late, though wonderful, night, and decides to get up seven minutes early.
"One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got into my pajamas I'll never know."
-Groucho Marx
First Dimension
Early Morning
Takagi Wataru rolled over, interrupted by some comfortably warm obstacle. He felt cold though, and he had to open his eyes to find out why.
But he was tired. He hadn't gotten to sleep 'til much too late, even though he'd gone to bed earlier than usual. Well. That was well worth it.
Oh.
That must be the warm obstacle next to him. He opened his eyes, softly cursing the sun for having risen and the blinds for not blocking the sun out nearly enough. Turning his head, he realized why he felt so cold.
Shinichi had taken the covers again.
"Shinichi…" he whined as he tried to steal back his share, unsuccessfully. Rolling back over, his bleary gaze met the digital lime-green numbers on the alarm clock on the end table. 05:23. He had seven minutes before his clock woke him up anyway.
But, he'd only woken up seven minutes early because Shinichi had stolen the covers again, making him cold. Wataru could try to sleep the rest of the seven minutes—though it wouldn't happen unless he got his covers back—or he could receive payment for that stolen time from the one who had taken it from him.
"Shinichi, awaken from your deep slumber," he said at a cheap attempt of humor. You're getting up early today."
No response.
Wataru promptly stood up on the bed and proceeded to peel the lump of material from the warm body underneath, and he was very pleased to get and agonized groan in response. "Kudou Shinichi! Get your lazy ass out of bed right now!" Kudou Shinichi was not a morning person.
Shinichi curled himself into a ball in an attempt to stay warm and muttered a slur of words that Wataru could only assume was something along the lines of, "I don't wanna."
Finally feeling irked, he pushed the younger male over the side of the bed, presenting a loud thud on the thin, uncomfortable carpet, and Shinichi, to his satisfaction, was finally pushing himself up.
Even so, Wataru was just a bit impatient. They only had six more minutes! He dragged Shinichi up and led him away from the grey themed bedroom.
"What?" Shinichi asked sleepily, though alarmed at Wataru's haste. "What's going on, Wataru? Where are we going? What are we doing?" he asked quickly, stumbling over one of the pieces of clothing that had been swiftly discarded the night before.
"We are going to take a shower."
Suddenly, Shinichi didn't feel so sleepy anymore.
A/N:
Oh, crap. I can't believe you did this to me, Randi! I mean, the thought was there, but you're the reason this story came alive. I love you.
I feel so demented.
I'm thinking of this being a series of oneshots with more crazy couples.