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The Girlfriend Act

2. Meeting

'Conan-kun! Boys should not spend the night in a house where a lone girl is staying.'

Conan smiled. As if he would attempt anything on Haibara, or anyone else for the matter.

'But why, Ran-neechan? Haibara-chan said that she was felling scared in this empty house, and I offered to stay here.'

'Should I come over? Hello? Hello? Conan-kun, are you there?'

Conan fumbled around with the receiver which he had dropped.

'No, its fine. I need to go now. Goodnight.'

'Sweet dreams to you.'

Conan terminated the line. The real reason he'd stayed back was because of the look Haibara had on her face before turning away. He'd seen the look before- on the face of a murderer, who had committed suicide by throwing herself off a hotel roof right in front of him.

He heard a thud coming from Haibara's room.

NO!

He ran to Haibara's room, but slowed down as he neared the door. It was slightly ajar and he could hear heavy breathing from inside.

Conan looked in through the gap. Haibara was on all fours on the floor. Tears flowed freely from her cheeks and body shuddered as she tried to hold in her sobs. She was clutching a photo frame close to her chest.

'I shouldn't be alive.' she whispered. 'I want to return to you, neechan.'

I shouldn't have said those things to her. Conan thought. She looked so fragile, like glass that might crack any moment. He had seen this side of Haibara only once before, and like this time, he was also responsible for her tears earlier. He clenched his hand. And like that time, it was better if he stayed silent and watched, comforting her from the shadows. He sat down on the ground, listening to her ragged breathing, until sleep claimed him.

Next morning

Haibara stepped out lightly from her room and paused.

'That's funny. There wasn't a mat here before…Oh. It's your face.'

Few days later.

'Goodbye, Conan-kun!' Ran said enthusiastically at the leaving car. Beneath her huge smile, she felt a pang of sadness. Her little brother was leaving her, just like the other man in her life.

Just like he had.

'Cheer up, tantei-san.' Haibara said inside the cab, taking in Conan's flat face. 'You'll get to meet her again soon enough.'

'I know that. But it feels like I am leaving her…again.'

Haibara shrugged and looked out of the window. They sat like that for some time, the only noise being the car's rhythmic hum. They got off at the airport and Conan paid the driver.

'Do ya need any help, children?' The driver asked them. 'If you must ask me personal opini'n, kids are becumin' independent too quick these days.'

They politely declined his offer and entered the air-conditioned premises.

'See you.' Conan said.

'Aw shucks, you're making me cry.' Haibara said with a smirk and headed towards the Ladies' Washroom with a packet of spare clothes. Conan smiled behind her opened the door of the Men's. So what if he was only returning for 6 months? He would make the most of it and carry on with his plan. That is, if Haibara cooperated. He entered one of the cubicles, stripped down and refitted himself with oversized clothes. He slipped the bi-coloured pill into his mouth.

Heat. His bones…liquefying and resizing? It was followed by a freezing feeling shooting through the marrow of his bones. In intense pain such as this, staying conscious was nothing more than a fantasy.

Half an hour later, a teenager with dark hair and cobalt eyes stepped out of the washroom, a huge grin plastered on his face. Shinichi Kudo was back. He spotted a young foreign looking woman waiting outside with slight irritation marring her face.

'Took you long enough.' She said.

'Ha-Haibara?' Shinichi said disbelievingly.

'Er…who? I am Miyano, remember? Clueless.'

'You look good.' That was just an understatement. She was what you called ravishing, he supposed. Strawberry blonde hair framed her perfect face with unblemished skin. Her eyes were a wonderful turquoise in colour, and it looked even better in her grown up form. With looks like those, his plan would succeed beautifully.

Haibara lifted her eyebrow a fraction of a centimeter. 'Stop hitting on me, Mr. Playboy.'

Ouch.

'I-eh-I am so not hitting on anybody.'

Shiho rolled her eyes. 'Suit yourself.' She left him standing there and walked off without a backward glance.

Shinichi grinned once again. Her looks had changed, but she was still the same person.

The same arrogant little Ai Haibara.

He caught up with her outside in the middle of hailing a cab and pulled her aside.

'Listen,' Shinichi offered, 'why don't we take a walk? It's beautiful out here, far better than a dingy old car, ne? There's a mall nearby.'

'Your treat?'

'My treat.'

Okay. I know this is SHORT, but this is all I could come up with in the limited time my mom allotted me. I only have one request for you people- PLEASE REVIEW! All kinds of ideas, thoughts, suggestions or criticisms are welcome.

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