Stolen Hearts
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan or its characters, nor is there any profits made off of this. SLASH
Araide/Shinichi fic (Shinichi will somehow become Shinichi sized for this...)
There is probably some Araide OoC in this...
Notes: Araide does not live at the family house in this fic, and it has no relation to my other Detective Conan story. Save for the fact the idea came from it. It takes place after episode 170, other than that no real time line established... Sorry its so short.
IN THE AIR TONIGHT- ARAIDE TOMOAKI POV
He didn't know why he thought that Edogawa Conan needed to know that, or maybe he understood that the hostility coming off the boy was in response to the idea that he was going after Mouri Ran. He didn't like causing that feeling in anything, and it was the truth. He had no intention of courting any woman, his father's actions had swayed his hand. No woman deserved a man like him that carried such a cruel legacy.
A legacy that included a suicide, a murder, and a murderer. Araide sighed, he wasn't sure any man would deserve such a legacy either, at least he knew he wasn't his father. So he wasn't a cheating, guilty, asshole of a man. And he wouldn't end up murdered because of it… What did he have to show for his stepmother was the one that murdered him?
Araide kept up the pace, when he reached his house he locked the door and let out a sigh of frustration. What was he thinking, telling Edogawa Conan, a seven year old that he was gay? Apparently nothing given that impromptu confession, what the hell was Edogawa thinking? Besides the fact he wasn't going to have to bodyguard Kudou's girlfriend anymore. Araide felt his cheeks heat up, what was the kid going to tell Kudou?
'Oh, Shinichi niisan by the way you don't have to worry about Araide sensei. He'd rather date you than Ran neechan,' Araide thought to himself with a face palm. Oh kami san he was screwed, seven year olds don't keep secrets! He could only hope that the seven year old didn't cause some sort of scandal… Did he even have the Mouri's phone number?
The now semi panicked doctor looked for his address book praying to any spirit that would listen that he find some sort of number that would put him in touch with Edogawa Conan before something happened. Something he couldn't reverse or damage his reputation as a doctor beyond repair. He stopped following to his knees with a shocked look crossing his face.
"I'm acting like some sort of scared politician with skeletons in his closet," tears crossed his cheeks slowly, "Edogawa kun isn't cruel like that… I haven't done anything wrong, he won't say anything… I hope."
