Hello, this is my first Detective Conan fanfic
This is going to be my first multi-chaptered story, just thought that putting it into one chapter would not bring the same emotion to the table
I'm not really sure what rating this should be so it'll be K+ until someone tells me otherwise
Please give me your honest opinions on this one!

Disclaimer: If Detective Conan were mine, the readers would be able to solve the mystery before I even reveal the suspects. Wait, that sounds wrong...


He knew that this was one of the possibilities that could arise. His superior intelligence could not have missed this one. However, despite planning this scenario in his head at least 20 times over, most of which coming in the last hour, he found it hard just to force the words from his mouth.

She was crying. That was understandable. It being understandable, however, did not make it bearable. He could feel his own heart tearing apart inside of him as he tried, to the best of his ability, to keep a cold face as he gazed down upon her. His legs were threatening to give up on him, hers had already done so. It was raining, but neither of them even noticed as they continued the heart-breaking conversation.

The pedestrians looking over would see a typical breakup. The average detective would probably see a bit further and ascertain that this was a less than typical breakup and would cast questioning glances to the supposedly cold gentleman that was just watching his girl cry. If the onlooker that passed by just happened to be a high-leveled detective, they would instead place their eyes onto the slight shivering of his legs and the tightly-clenched fist on his side, from that finding out that the scene before them was way more complicated than it would seem to the normal pedestrian.

His poker face was faltering; he could feel his tears creeping out from the sides. He needed to do this or she probably would never move on, waiting for someone that no longer existed…

"W..w..why?"

As she uttered that word while crying her heart out, he could feel his heart break into pieces. This was the most crucial step, the one he really didn't want to say. It was as far away from the truth as it could be, and doing this would most definitely break their relationship. Just one sentence to bring everything to an end, an end that he knew was better for both of them but one he never ever wanted as it meant leaving her forever, without any chance of ever getting her back…

"I don't think things are working out for us, now or ever. I know it would be awkward between us if I stayed, so I'm leaving for good. I don't care if you hate me, just accept it. You should have never waited. Unless you have something to say, go away. We're done."

Each word felt like poison as it left his lips, the effect was made ten times worse as he watched what those words were doing to her. Her tears intensified when he thought it wasn't possible, her lower lip was bleeding from her biting it too hard, her long hair along with the rest of her was drenched completely in the pouring rain, in a complete mess all over her. Her eyes was red as she attempted to search for emotion on the face of the person who she took as her childhood friend, her trusted companion through difficult times, the person she would wait forever just to have him come back to her, her boyfriend…

His face was almost emotionless, giving her a condescending look as if she was the one in the wrong. His cold eyes stared down at her as if he did not regret anything that he had just said. Her heart in pieces, she stood up, turned away from him, and without looking back, ran as fast as she could away from him, unable to bear his presence any longer.

"Ran…"

As the rain continued to fall, he could only watch as her figure disappeared in the rain. He felt his tears fall as he finally let loose the emotions he was holding from the start. He let his legs give out as he fell against the wall, eyes flowing with tears mixing with the rain that was falling on his face, as if trying to console him on his decision. It was the right decision, right? He stopped thinking as the emotions welling up inside him exploded out and he simply cried.

In the middle of a half-flooded street, with nothing but regret and sorrow plastered on his face, the rain continued to fall upon him.


I'm not sure about the so-called final step, it looks plain to me...
So how did it go? Give me your honest opinions!