DISCLAIMER: None of the characters in this fic is mine they belong to Gosho Aoyama. The only thing that's mine is the storyline. Hope you enjoy! Comments and complaints welcomed! :-)
Author's Note: To those who read the first chapter I'm sorry it's so confusing but that's how it's suppose to be. Ran's currently feeling a turmoil of emotions and that's how I wrote it. And yes, the boy that showed up, as some of you might have guessed *is* Ran and Shinichi's future son. Anyways, here it is, as I promised the sequel. I mostly got this inspiration from Conan/Shinichi's worries of Ran that he had vocalized to the Professor during the trip to the camp site and from *Nsync's song Selfish. So read on most of all ENJOY!!! *grins*
Timeline: This takes place right before the Detective Boy's camping trip in which Conan/Shinichi was shot at Volume 25--Case 9--File9 thru 11 and entitled "The Desperate Revival: The Cavern of the Detective Boys."
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Deep Dreams
By: SpaceRanger
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He walked toward her purposefully and snapped his fingers causing her to look up from her brooding under the starry sky startled, when soft music began to play.
"What are you doing here?"
He flinched at her biting tone.
"What? I can't say Hi to you anymore?"
"For all I know you'd probably be a figment of my imagination." She turned and walked away.
"Actually, we're in a limbo." She stopped walking and he took it as an encouragement to continue.
"I'm the one who drew you here so if anyone was dreaming it would be me."
"Why?"
"I missed you."
He walked toward her and laid his left hand on her right shoulder not caring that he might be tossed over her shoulder from her judo moves.
"Please..."
"...face me Ran." With a sigh she turned her head to look at him.
"Since we have this time..." He held out his free hand to her. "May I have this dance?"
She smiled slightly as she took his hand.
but all I want is your love
you can call me hopeless baby
cause I'm hopelessly in love
you can call me unperfect but who's perfect
tell me what do I gotta do
to prove that I'm the only one for you
what's wrong with being selfish
Slowly they twirled around a timeless dance, one that required no thinking. Their mind was focused on nothing but the person in front of them with their feet dancing for them in a familiar move.
'till the day I make you realize
that for you there could be no one else
I just have to have you for myself
Baby I'll take good care of you
No matter what it is you're going through
I'll be there when you're in need
baby believe in me
"Is there a significance to this song?" She asked softly, almost afraid to disturb the atmosphere.
"Do you think there is?" He countered in a gentle tone.
"So there is one." He said nothing but smiled at her.
"What reason is it that you've come to do then?" He pretended to look hurt.
"Do you think that everything I do is for a specific reason?"
"Yes." He laughed softly a tender look in his eyes that took her breath away.
"You know me too well." He linked her hands with his and she looked down at him rubbing his thumb over her knuckles.
"I remember that you liked this group when I first introduced you to their songs." She laughed melodiously as she recalled the incident.
"I still do." He smiled.
"Do you remember Marc Anthoy's songs?"
"Of course I'd remember the first American song you introduced me to." After a slight pause she added, "I still can't believe you like these kind of songs. I thought you were more of a Rock or Pop person."
"I am. I didn't start like those kind of songs until--" He stopped blushing a deep crimson red. Out of the corner of his eyes he could see that she was smiling. "Anyways, do you still like his songs?"
"Until you hit puberty?" She teased. If it was possible his face turned a deeper shade of red. "And yes, I still like his songs too."
"Then, I'm glad that I've got the right one. I may not be able to sing as well as you but I'm willing to make up for it soon."
"Oh...so you're taking singing lessons now? Who from?" He winked at her.
"You'll have to find out for yourself."
"When?"
"I don't know. That's up to Fate."
"At least tell me when can you come back?"
As the song slowly winded down he drew her close to him, as if he never wanted to let her go, which he didn't. He pulled away to look into her eyes.
but all I want is your love
you can call me hopeless baby
cause I'm hopelessly in love
you can call me unperfect but who's perfect
tell me what do I gotta do baby
to prove that I'm the only one for you
"I'm sorry...but I..." She placed a finger on his lips.
"Yes. I'll wait for you."
cause I've searched my soul
and know that it's you
"Please I beg you. Stay safe. I...I don't know what I'd do without you."
cause I've searched my soul
and know that it's you
"I'll keep my end of this bargain as long as you don't get yourself killed." His lips quirked although his eyes echoed the pain as they finally drew to a stop despite the fact that the song was still playing.
cause I've searched my soul
and know that it's you
"That's what I have you for, especially since we're so compatible."
"You flatter yourself too often." His lips pulled into a slightly bigger smile as he leaned down and kissed the back of her hand.
"Thank you for the dance."
"Thank you for being here--"
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here...here...here...
He jerked awake and with a whisper of her name. His vision blurred as tears came to his eyes and he fought them. A wary smile crossed his face.
You're thinking too much Kudo. He scolded himself as he rubbed his face to knock himself back to the reality and to remove any sign of his tears at what he wish it could be.
He pulled himself out of bed glad at the fact that Ran had already left for Sonomi's house to practice her school play. He felt a ping of jealousy at the doctor that was going to kiss her in one of the scenes and shoved it away. As he got dressed he thought.
This was all your fault. If you hadn't followed those two back at the amusement park then you wouldn't be in this predicament. He shoved his arms into his jean jacket and shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked out. He didn't need his back pack for he had left it with the Professor the night he and Ran went to bathe at his house.
Thinking about that particular incident made him furrow his brow and he unconsciously struck a familiar pose with a his hands shaped like a check on his chin.
Is what Ai said true? He wondered. So deep was his thoughts that he didn't notice a box in front of him and he tripped over it.
"Oww..." He winced as he stood up glad that he caught himself before he landed on his butt.
"Are you alright?" Conan jerked his head up in surprise and saw his childhood friend, who had been looking at the CD case in her hand, sitting on the couch.
"R-Ran-nee-chan. What are you still doing here? Don't you have practice with Sonomi-nee-chan?"
"Hai demo, I don't have it until later."
"What are you doing up then?" Ran smiled sheepishly.
"My curiosity got the best of me. I wanted to listen to this CD Shinichi left at my door step."
"Shinichi-nii-chan was here?!" He asked flinging surprise. He struggled not to fidget at the intense gaze Ran was giving him that seemed too...knowing, as if she knew who he was.
"I suppose so." She said slowly as she played with the seal of the transparent cover over the CD case. Conan gulped mentally as he looked at his watch.
"Well, you better get going Ran-nee-chan. You're going to be late." Ran smiled slightly as she gathered her books.
"You're breakfast in on the table. Have fun on your trip."
"I will! Take care Ran-nee-chan!" He called with cheerfulness. As soon as he heard her leave he breathed out a deep sigh of relief but he couldn't help but be troubled but her last words to him.
"Stay safe Shinichi."
He watched her leave through her father's office window and he wondered again,
Is Haibara Ai right? Has my identity really been revealed?
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A/N: BTW, I'm thinking of adding one more chapter to this and it'll be the end of Deep. If I do it'll be after Shinichi's return to being a Conan again which you can find in Volume 36--Case 3--File 1 thru 7. Again, comments and complaints welcome.
