Disclaimer

I don't own Detective Conan/Case Closed. All rights belong to its owner.

Genre

Romance/Friendship.

A/N

I don't know if I got them completely OOC. So if I did, please forgive me. I have no clue.

Obscure Love

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Chapter 4

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Ai's POV

Opening my eyes abruptly, I got out of the bed abruptly and switched on the lights. Making my way towards the mirror to see the current state of my eyes, I found myself bumping into something and was about to fall but I managed to regain my balance fortunately. I looked down rubbing my eyes slightly to find a hard thing on the floor. It was the Detective Boys' watch I had earlier when I was still Ai Haibara.

'What dropped it? It was on the table? Maybe It was Hakase..'

I shrugged off the thought, re-puting the object in its latter place, and completed my way to the wanted target; the Mirror. It was not a pleasant thing to see that my eyes' color was astonishingly, red. I found it creepy to look at so, I washed my face looking forward to hide what can be hidden.

Taking a look at the time, it read 1:26 A.M on the electrical clock settled on the bedside table.

The worst thing in being depressed is that I get hungry easily. I don't know the reason. It seems to help me though. So, I headed to the kitchen, rejoicing the fact that professor Agasa does sleep early or else, I would have had to suffer from another investigation. I Finding the living room engrossed in complete darkness has affirmed my thoughts. Somehow, I began to like this darkness. I don't have to try to open my eyes as in light so I decided against switching them on.

"Finally awake?" On the threshold of the kitchen, I flinched turning around slightly as I recognized the voice.

'What is he doing here?'

"What are you doing here?" I mouthed my thoughts.

"I'm fine, thank you." I blinked a couple of times, then put my hand over my eyes covering it from the sudden flash of light. He obviously, turned on the light.

"Why did you skip school today?" he asked in his inspecting-suspects manner, while I still had problems opening my swollen eyes. I felt them so dry so, it was utterly hard for me getting used to the light.

"Why do you even ask?" I managed to say. Finally, I reached the button, and switched off the lights again. When I finally succeeded in focusing in the dark, I found him right in front of me.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked, putting his hand over my shoulder.

"Doing what? I let you do whatever you want.. And you let me do whatever I want. Fair enough!" I stated easily while I knew that I was tearing my heart into little pieces.

I saw him staring at me then I pulled his hand off my shoulder, and returned back to the kitchen. Getting a bottle of milk out of the refrigerator, I felt him sneak right behind me again.

'This night won't end.'

"Seriously, Kudo... What do you want from me if I am just a damn poison maker who tried to kill herself thousands of times?" I snapped, my back still facing him.

"You know what? It's me who was at fault because I cared about you.. And you don't want anybody to care about you. So I'm sorry if I care about you because I d—"

I don't know how the flow of words came out of my mouth, but they did, and when I turned to confront him because I didn't hear any reply of him. It would be good after all if he wasn't even there after my long long speech and I was just imagining, I sighed at the thought. However, it was all true... The words really did come out of my mouth and he was still there but what stunned me and cut off my words was when I didn't find him in front of me. It was when I found him in my embrace. Yes—he hugged me, and I was not dreaming. It felt breathtaking. My heart skipped a couple of beat.. My breaths stopped.. It was implausible but it occurred and I stood still as though I was a bloody jerk who was not mad at that moron. Everything blew out. Anger... Frustration... Disappointment... They were all gone. The words fumbled in my mouth and all I could say was, "Kudo-kun..."

I tried so hard to collect my control back on myself, and push away the jolt that he caused to me. He was just treating me as a friend nothing more, I told myself. And I shouldn't have been that weak in his arms. I should have pushed him back, and yelled at him, saying that he should apologize for treating me like that when I was just trying to help. I should have been strong. Nevertheless, I felt I was melting. My legs felt weak. Words were lost on my tongue before spoken. And when I gathered my strength back to back him off, I found myself wrapping my arms around his neck. As I arranged the words of, "Moron, what are you doing? I will not buy that." But it just came out into a feeling of hot stream right over my cheeks. I don't know how much of time I remained like this. But I remember when I finally managed to pull off and steer my face into another direction, wiping away the tears.

"I'm sorry, Shiho."

"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean what I've said... I just-I wasn't myself. I can't afford to see you hurt." he said, getting in my way to face me.

"I'm not hurt.." I insisted.

"Of course, you're not." he chuckled as he mopped off some tears on my left cheek.

"So do you forgive me, your highness?" he grinned at me with his cobalt glimmering eyes which I couldn't resist.

"I will think of it." I smirked, filling in a glass with some milk. Before I could hold it, Shinichi grabbed it out and drank it all in one gulp.

"You id—"

My words were trailed off when suddenly the lights were switched on again. Startled, I blinked looking at the old scientist in his bear-full pajamas. He was rubbing his eyes severely.

"Oi... Shini..iho... Wha—?" Shinichi and I exchanged looks, then pushed poor hakase towards his room.

"You are dreaming... It's just a dream." Staring at Shinichi as he spoke like that to Hakase as if he'd hypnotize him, I couldn't help but laugh at his silly demeanor.

As a reply he shrugged and smirked, "I have no choice. It is the only way to skip a useless investigation in the morning."

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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