A/N: So I wrote this just a day or two after I finished Do You Want to Know a Secret (a RonHermione story). And I finished this in one day!
This story is by far the saddest I've ever written since I am more of a romance comedy writer. It's far more fun to write a humor story because you tend to smile and laugh while reading, whereas in drama you tend to feel sad even if it has happy ending.
Anyway enough of my rambling. Enjoy! And don't forget to review.
Warning: A number of 'Ahou' thrown here and there, but that's all.
Disclaimer (for both chapters): All characters belong to Gosho Aoyama.
CHAPTER 1
Crying.
That's what I always do every single night when he doesn't come home to me. And tonight is one of those nights where I have to sleep alone in this big bed. My husband and I don't have kids yet, so it's impossible for me to ask my kid (or kids for that matter) to sleep right next to me. And I can't possibly ask my best friend to come all the way from Tokyo just for the sake of accompanying me. She already has her own husband and kids to take care of.
Oh, kids. How I wish I had some of my own. So I can cuddle to it at night whenever I miss my husband. I imagine that my kid would look exactly like him if it's a boy. If it's a girl, well of course I would prefer her to look like me.
You see, my husband is a detective. A really famous one at that. So he is always called whenever there are some cases needed to be taken care of. They also sometimes call Shinichi Kudo if they need extra help. At those times, I will meet with Ran-chan and spend some nights either at my house or hers because we know that our husbands won't return soon. But they always call if the cases are too hard to be solved.
Tonight, however, I haven't got a single call from Heiji. There's only one email from him, and it came this afternoon, saying that he loves me and that he might only go back tomorrow night.
I've tried calling him and sending him emails, but his cell phone is off for the whole day (except when he sent me an email). What if something happens to him? How am I supposed to know?
I need to hear his voice before I go to sleep so that I can sleep better. So that I won't have nightmares where Heiji is brutally murdered by some serial killers that have been running around Japan. So that I know where he is and how he's coping with the case he's trying to solve all day.
So that I know that he loves me and I love him.
My tears are now like a pouring rain. I feel like a leaking tap.
Once I cried myself to sleep. And when I woke up the next morning, I saw Heiji lying next to me. Staring at me with such love that made me cry again. He just chuckled, kissed my forehead and hugged me.
"Why are you crying again, Kazuha?" he asked, running his hand up and down my back trying to sooth my crying. "I'm home, aren't I? I'm here with you."
"AHOU! You just emailed me once to tell me not to wait for you," I said, still crying my eyes out. "What if something happens to you?" I paused for awhile before adding quietly, "What if something happens to me and you turn off your cell?"
"Don't say that," he said, hugging me even closer. I felt him shaking his head. "Don't ever say that."
"Turn on your cell then. So that someone could reach you, if something happened to me."
"Kazuha!" he snapped and pulled me back so that he could see my swollen eyes and red nose. "Stop saying that something will happen to you! You know that I will never forgive myself." He then started kissing my forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, chin and then lips. The kiss was nothing like the usual; it was like he's trying to remind himself that I was still alive and breathing beside him. It's like we hadn't seen each other for years and this kiss was to remind ourselves how it felt like.
It lasted longer than I expected. Longer than the usual. It left both Heiji and me breathless.
"I love you, Kazuha," he whispered. His forehead was against mine and his eyes were both closed. "If something ever happens to you, I … I really don't know what I would do without you. I'm nothing without you, Kazuha."
We both then started to cry together.
"I love you too, Heiji," I said before we both drifted off to sleep.
That was two weeks ago. He didn't turn on his cell like he has promised me just before he took off. He didn't even tell me where he was going. He just said that it's really far. He told me that he loved me and not to cry because he said I looked really ugly when my eyes were swollen and my nose was red. My hand was already in the air, ready to hit his arm. But knowing that, he caught it and kissed it instead.
"I love you," he said, before kissing my lips. "Always have, always will."
"I love you too," I replied hugging him close, not really willing to let him go just yet. "Come back soon, all right?"
"I'll try."
I am still like a leaking tap. I can't stop my tears, therefore I can't sleep.
"Ahou. Stupid Heiji, making me cry like this."
I grab his pillow and try getting his scent to sooth my crying. But it only makes me cry even harder.
"Heiji, please come back soon. I miss you so much."
