Goodnight, Moon
Chapter One- Dangerous Star Gazing

It was another warm summer night, and Conan, Ran, and Kogoro had decided to take a relaxing walk by the lake. The silvery half-moon was planted at the top of the sky, and a few faded stars were visible, but most were blocked off by the lights of the city. Kogoro was not taking kindly to the presence of Conan, but Ran has insisted he come because Conan worked just as hard as he. Kogoro argued it was past Conan's "bedtime", but Ran just rolled her eyes, and asked, "Since when did you start caring about how much sleep Conan got? Just yesterday you had him up all night cleaning your mess!" Conan was happy he was allowed to tag along, but he was even more happy that Ran's hand was clamped securely over his.

As they were walking quietly by the shoreline, something in a bush not too far away rustled.

"Did you hear that, Ran?" whispered Conan.

"No...you're just tired". She replied, rustling his hair with her hand. She suddenly fell backward, and landed softly in the grass with her arms out stretched, looking into the night sky.

"Sit." she said, patting the ground next to her, and he did so. Kogoro had wandered off somewhere, leaving Ran and Conan alone to gaze at the night sky together. It was times like these Conan wished he were still Shinichi.

"Isn't it amazing, Conan? Just look at how beautiful the moon is tonight." she whispered, drawing in a deep, relaxed breath.

"Yes, Ran... it is amazingly stunning tonight, like it always is." repeated Conan, stealing a glance at Ran. "The moon has kept me company for many years... I just love staring up at the night sky after a tough case and pondering about galaxies beyond." Conan said, smiling. Conan was beginning to get a bit older, and Ran noticed how he looked more and more like Shinichi everyday. Ran felt like she was lying at his side at this very moment.

"Hey Conan... you're farsighted, right?" Conan nodded, wondering why she was asking. She reached for his glasses. "You won't need these to look at the moon." she said, carefully removing his glasses and placing them next to him. Ran couldn't believe how alike Conan and Shinichi looked.

Blushing, Conan said, "Yes, you're right. I suppose I don't need these to look at the moon." It felt nice not to wear those unnecessary pieces of plastic.

The two lay for a while, absorbing the mysteries of universes beyond until the warm breeze turned cold, and the moon began sinking lower in the sky.

"Conan-kun...are you cold?" Ran asked, seeing that Conan was shivering. He nodded...it was getting chilly out. "I brought an extra sweat shirt along," she said, tossing it to Conan, "I hope it helps."

Conan wrapped the sweat shirt around his shoulders like a scarf. He smelled the sweat shirt, and was pleased with it. It smelt like Ran's favorite scent- sweet pea. He closed his eyes and imagined Ran hugging Shinichi by the stars, rather than Ran gazing into the night sky with some little kid.

Just then, Conan saw something on the far side of the lake move. Ran's eyes were closed, so he knew she couldn't have seen it. A dark figure was sliding something into the water. Discreetly, Conan moved about twenty feet closer, hiding behind a tree to see if he could get a better look. Squinting, Conan saw something horrible. He gasped and staggered backward. He had just seen the man slide someone's body into the lake.

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Conan tripped over his own feet running to Ran so he could tell her. He landed face-down next to her, but got up quickly and shouted, out of breath,

"Ran.... just saw a man ... slip a body into the lake!" He managed to say between fear making his voice shake and gasping for air. Ran did not take him seriously.

"Conan, you're just tired. Nothing's wrong. Let's go home now so you can get some sleep." she picked his glasses off the ground and placed them safely on his face.

"No, Ran! I saw it with my own eyes! The man's right there!" he screamed frantically, pointing to the small black figure. The man had obviously heard Conan's screams and disappeared behind a bush before Ran could look.

Ran turned her head to look at what Conan was pointing to, but she saw nothing. "There's nothing there... I can't believe you'd lie to me like this!" she said, once again grabbing a hold of his hand.

Conan was struck with fear. There was a killer on the loose who knew Conan would foil his plans if he didn't do something about it. He fought Ran's grasp, but her hands only tightened.

"What has gotten INTO you?" she shouted, a little angry. Conan heard something move nearby.

"RAN! We've got to get out of here! He's coming!" Conan screamed frantically.

"Conan, it's just my father, I bet." she replied, waving her free hand in the air as if signaling him. "Over here, Dad!" she shouted. Conan finally broke free of her grasp, and he pushed her to the ground, placed his hand over her mouth, and shoved her waving hand painfully down to the earth.

"Ran, trust me. On the count of three, we're going to make a run for it." he whispered, voice shaking. Ran ripped Conan's hand away from her mouth.

"Are you CRAZY?" she screamed, now furious. She stood up quickly, wiping the dirt off of her jeans. "We're going to be fine! There's nothing wrong! We're going to walk home slowly." She said, mind furiously set. "This is the last time Conan's coming on a walk with ME in the middle of the night..." she decided angrily to herself. Conan saw the dark figure step out from a tree behind Ran. He saw something glinting in his hands. He was walking slowly toward her. Fear immediately blackened his heart when he saw the killer get closer to the woman he loved.

"Ran, watch out!" Conan screamed, knocked Ran off her feet once again and out of the mad mans way. She was about to go over the edge until she saw what Conan was trying to warn her about the whole time. Her eyes widened with fear and surprise when she finally realized Conan was right. There was a killer on the loose...and he was hunting them.

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Ran stood up, and shouted, "Conan...let's make a run for it!" and took off like a rocket in the other direction. The mad man ran after her and knocked her to the ground, cutting her cheek with a deep gash.

"Ran!" Conan shouted, running over to her. The man turned away from Ran and advanced on Conan. A medium sized dagger was visible in his hand. "Come here, nosey little boy..." he beckoned in a hoarse and dated voice. Conan began slowly backing away until he ran into the stump of a tree. The man grabbed Conan's shirt, and held the knife back, ready to kill Conan.

"I don't like little boys who interfere with my plans" he growled, "and after I've finished you off... I'll get that little girlfriend of yours..."

Conan was struck with panic. What was he going to do with her? Kill her? Rape her? He shouldn't have gone snooping. Not only was he in danger, but now Ran was, too.

"No! Conan!" Ran screeched, struggling to get off the ground. She had fell hard on her legs. The man seemed to feed on her screams and pleas, and brought the knife closer to him. A cold sweat trickled down Conan's face. He knew there was nothing he could do.

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Ran lurched forward suddenly, bolting like a maniac to stop the mad man, but she was too late. The man had stuck the dagger into Conan's chest, ans such a blood curdling scream arose from his mouth, it could awake any creature within miles of Conan.

Conan fell to the ground, eyes wide, gasping for air. The pain tore at his chest as blood spilled all over the grass. He looked up to see the man chuckling, but right behind him was Ran. She struck the mans head so hard, the knife flew out of his hand and landed about ten feet away from him.

Suddenly, Kogoro appeared, running and out of breath.

"I heard a scream," he said, panting, but he couldn't believe what he saw. There was Ran, crouching over the crumpled and bloody body of Conan. He saw a crazy man, slowly inching his fingers to reach the dagger that had been knocked out of his reach. Kogoro ran over to where the man was trying to reach the knife and stepped on all of his fingers furiously, possibly breaking them. "You stay the HELL away from them!" His shout echoed through the trees.

"Father...get this man out of here and call an ambulance... quick!" Ran said, tears running down her face. "I...I'll stay with Conan!"

Ran collapsed at Conan's side, grabbing his tiny hand and placing it in hers, and she could feel his fingers getting colder. His eyes were opened slightly, and his free hand was grasping the gushing wound in his chest.

"Ran..." he whispered feebly, causing her to inch closer so she could hear. "I...I don't think I'm going to make it." he said, looking into her eyes.

"Don't talk like that, Conan-kun... you're going to be fine." she said, trying to convince herself as much as Conan.

"No... I've cheated death once before," he said, remembering the big shrink, "and if it's my time, then I must go."

Ran slowly shook her head, in denial. What did he mean he cheated death?

"Look at the moon, Ran," said Conan, drawing in deep gasps in order to keep awake, "it's beautiful. Just like you." he said, a very feeble smile crossing his lips. Conan knew any minute he would black out. Now was his chance to tell Ran his secret. "Ran... I've been keeping a secret from you for too long."

Ran's eyes widened. Was Conan going to revel what she had been suspecting with his last few gulps of air?

Conan sighed, and quickly thought, "Do I really want to leave the world with Ran knowing she had not only lost the little boy she cared for, but also the man she loved?"

"I can't do it." he said out loud. A part of his soul died when he knew he would be leaving the world without Ran knowing the truth. Perhaps it was better this way.

"Promise me, Ran, you will live a happy life...and forget Shinichi." Ran gasped as cold tears ran down her face. "Promise!" he demanded slightly louder, only draining his energy more.

Why would Ran ever want to forget Shinichi? Yet she couldn't break the little boys heart, so she repeated, "I....I promise." She intended to keep the promise. It was what Conan wanted for a final request.

Conan choked out his fears and decided to say something a little more forward. "Ran...I ... love you."

Ran felt flattered, yet her heart only grew colder when she knew Conan's life was winding down. She lowered her head and gently kissed his cold cheek. His salty tears brushed against her soft, warm lips. Conan, with a last effort, rose the hand that had been resting on his wound and swept it softly against the gash in her own cheek, leaving a large streak of his blood on her wound. "This way...I can be forever bond with her, by blood." he thought.

Conan raised his eyes to look at the beautiful night sky one last time. "Goodbye, moon..." he said, sputtering, and at last, his eyes met hers, and he said quietly, "Goodbye, Ran." The words had barely escaped his lips before the world around him was engulfed in darkness, and the last thing he saw was Ran crouched over him in disbelief.

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There's the first chapter, I hope you enjoyed it! The second one is coming soon, within a day or two, I just need to type it up. Reviews are appreciated!