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"Co…Conan?" Her jaw dropped. Eyes met, and Ai struggled for words. " Yo…you're back?" She managed to choke out. It sounded strangely funny, that she would ask him this question.

"I…yeah. I'm….back……" Conan's eyes drifted to Rito. The little boy twisted his head up, and Conan gasped in shock.

Those eyes…they're…the colour of mine! Those ears! Why…why are they……so similar?

Ai obviously saw through what Conan was thinking, and instinctively moved to shelter Rito from Conan's penetrating gaze. " About time we did introductions…meitantei-kun. This is myson, Rito. Rito, greet uncle Conan." His head bowed automatically. Conan snapped his gaze back to Ai.

"Your…son? Is it…ou…our son?"He gabbled painfully. Ai regarded him with a guarded look in her eyes, and spoke coldly. "Correction, Mr Edogawa. He's my son. Mine and Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's."

"Mit…Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya? You mean to say….he's Mitsuhiko's son?" "Yeah…anything wrong with that?"

Conan winced. He knew that tone. He remembered it painfully, every day, every minute, every second. It never failed to amaze him how stunningly sharp his loved one was, and it was the exact voice that haunted him every time he wanted to give up on his research and chase on the Black Organisation. But now, it was the very voice that told him plainly, that he was not wanted.

He inhaled a gust of air, and slowly spat it out. " Not going to offer me a cup of tea? Is that the way to treat your old friend?" Easy man…easy. She still loves you…easy now….

Ai stared at him for what seemed like eternity, before turning and instructing Rito to return to his bedroom. After a few whines and promises of a new game, the little boy finally stepped and returned into the house.

"Answer me…why did you come back?" She hissed straight at him, baring her teeth. Conan took a step back…and promptly fell on his bottom. " Eh…a little help here please?"

Ai sighed, and reluctantly stepped forward to give him a hand. Bad move. After grabbing her hand, he hoisted himself up easily, and calmly planted a chaste kiss on her forehead, all in one smooth moment. To her disgust, Ai immediately relaxed. Come on Sherry! Why did you respond? Keep your cool girl!

"I'm…I'm sorry. I really am. I know it was all my fault……but hell…I missed you every day. I really did. I can't tell you how sorry I am, Ai. Is…is Rito…our son?"

She stiffened, and tensed. Should she tell him? His eyes bored into hers, and she knew that he would have known. Rito….was just so like him. His eyes, ears, manners of speech, every part of Rito was similar to Conan. What he needed was just the confirmation from her.

Inhaling the crisp air, she pushed him away, and replied in a monotone. "Logically, he's Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's son. Technically…." She paused…and Conan let out a bated breath."He's yours."

Happiness gushed through him. His son. His own flesh and blood. The product of the union between him and Ai. His…son. Wait…wait! Panic raced through him, and he felt anger pounding its way into his mind.

"He's my son. Then…why…why did you say he was Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya's son?" His eyes blazed over her, and his nostrils flared. She glanced at him, and replied simply. "Why not? I'm married to Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya."

He reeled in the shock. His heart pounding, he desperately tried to grasp what the woman he loved the most just told him. "You're married? Married? To Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya? To him? Married?" He spluttered, and frantically tried to reorganize his thoughts. Ai stared at him blankly, and simply turned away, leaving her lover crying, desolate and alone in the garden. All of a sudden, a warm hand latched itself onto her shoulder, and a strong pull sent her flying behind, straight to the embrace of Conan.

"Why? Why? Don't you love me? Why…why are you so cold to me? Hell, I missed you like hell! God, I'm willing to fall down into hell, and get kicked by Satan, just so that I could see you. Why, Ai? Why? You love me don't you? You missed me too didn't you? Please Ai, please Sherry, please, Shiho Miyano. Come back to me…"

She flinched as soon as his last few words reached her ears. Sherry. Shiho Miyano. All a part of her…

Shaking herself free, she turned back to him with ice-cold eyes, and spat out, with all her hate, the words that she had kept to her heart all those agonizing four years.

"No. Edogawa Conan, I don't love you. I hate you like shit. I repeat, you are Edogawa Conan. I am Ai Tsuburaya. Nothing else. You were my ex-boyfriend. Period. I have to get back to my son now. Goodbye Mr Edogawa." With that, she turned, and retreated to the safety of her home, and was about to enter when she heard the cry of a man who's sorrows poured literally like an animal being ripped apart slowly, suffering in agony.