I would have part 4

Hello! This is the fourth part to "I Would Have". Kind of stating the obvious here, but please do read the other three before reading this one.

Thank you for all of your support during this! It has given me a lot of confidence and every time I have read a comment, I makes me feel glad that I uploaded this.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it and that it doesn't disappoint!

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As soon as the light that she saw in her prison started to ebb away into darkness, Ran thought with an increasing panic that she had died. Then light suddenly surrounded her, yet again, searing her eyes. Whereas the light earlier was warm and comforting, this light was sharp and cold.

The light pierced through her eyelids, scattering colours out like a kaleidoscope. She didn't dare open her eyes, in fear that she would instantly be blinded. The second thing she noticed was how stiff she felt.

Great…I've got a stiff back. What am I? An old lady? She mentally asked herself as she struggled to move any part of her. After much effort, she managed to wiggle her fingers and she curled her fingers into a fist. She let out a small relieved sigh before mentally scowling when she heard a constant beep.

When I get the feeling back in my arm, I am definitely going to punch that thing until it's a heap of wire and metal. She thought with a satisfied smirk. All the while, she could hear the monitor increasing in rate. Please just shut up…. My ears are ringing….

Suddenly she heard a screech of something being pushed against a hard surface followed by scrambling and a heavy gasp. She warily opened her eyes, everything blurred to resemble blocks of colour.

"Ran?" asked a voice, hopeful yet concerned. She opened her bleary eyes and found a pair of azure eyes staring down at her, filled with palpable concern and shock. She blinked several times to sharpen her vision.

When she re-opened them, she found a boy staring down at her in plain shock and disbelief. Through her haze, she thought that the eyes staring down at her were rimmed were unshed tears. Suddenly, he hastily straightened up and began to rub his eyes briskly.

"I must have woken up too early today…"he muttered to himself, wiping his hands on his trousers. When she had a better look at his face, she noticed the dark shadows under his eyes, like ink splotches on parchment, evidence of his sleepless nights. How long has he been neglecting his health like this? Ran thought with sadness.

She lamely tried to prop herself up so to see him easier, her arms shaking with the sheer effort of keeping herself up. Shinichi looked at her anxiously before stepping in and placing a warm hand on her back and the other on the nook of her elbow, gingerly supporting her up. As he did this, Ran couldn't help but notice how awfully close he was and she felt a deep blush creep up.

When Shinichi had her completely supported solely on himself, he quickly took the remote and pressed the button to incline the bed. Once it had risen to an appropriate height, he delicately lowered her onto the bed, taking the utmost care as if she were fragile china.

He sat down beside her on the bed and looked at her, his face unreadable. Ran wasn't sure what he was thinking but she could see in his eyes the maelstrom of emotions churning in him. The deep concern, the palpable shock, the clear guilt and something else… Compassion? She thought slightly shocked. Shocked for the fact that the boy who always seemed to conceal his emotions behind a brick wall was finally letting his walls down, even if it was just a fraction.

Suddenly he leaned forward and embraced her. Ran felt herself tense up from the abrupt intimacy, her eyes widening. He was shaking slightly and she allowed herself to relax, heaving a deep sigh as she welcomed the embrace.

"Barou…. Do you understand how worried I was about you? Do you know how long I've been waiting for?" he asked. And despite his trembling hands, his voice was clear and firm.

"Baka….I've only been gone for a few days." She murmured back hoarsely, slowly patting his back. He let out a choked gasp and pulled away, holding her by the shoulders.

"I'm not sure if your 'few days' is the same as mine, Ran. You were in a coma not for a few days. You were in a coma for four weeks." He replied uneasily, his face completely sombre. Those words jarred her from her daze and thrust her fumbling with reality.

"Four weeks in a coma…? How… how can it be?" she stammered, clutching her head in her hands. She refused to look up, refused to admit it. She let out a nervous laugh, her mind still trying to comprehend the amount of time that she had lost.

"It's funny how time has flown by…"she muttered almost to herself. She looked up, a small smile on her face. But she found to her surprise that Shinichi's eyes had hardened, his eyes full of suppressed anger and frustration.

"Flown by?! If you hadn't gone in that warehouse, you wouldn't even have been in a coma! What part of "Stay here…..I don't want you to get into danger." did you not understand? We had the entire perimeter surrounded! It was under control!" he demanded, his hands gesturing vehemently for emphasis. Ran raised an eyebrow and calmly looked at him, waiting for him to finish him rant about health and safety. It wasn't that she didn't appreciate his concern for her wellbeing, but…

"Had I not gone in there, what would you then?" she asked composedly, cutting Shinichi off mid-sentence, who just gaped at her like a fish out of water.

"Without me, you would have died." She replied curtly. She saw Shinichi flinch back slightly as his slouched in defeat.

"I thought I lost you…." He swallowed loudly, his hands curled into fists as he looked down, his eyes shrouded in shadows and his face in a pained grimace.

"Please…who do you take me as? I can handle myself. Besides…." She started, reaching over to take his hand in an act of comfort. "I have some unfinished business with you." He lifted his head, his face warping to that of confusion. And a small spark of satisfaction ignited in Ran. It was rare that she left the detective she held so dearly in her heart completely speechless or baffled.

"London? I never replied to you, did I?" at this, Shinichi blushed profusely and began stammering an incoherent string of words. She giggled at this and looked him fully in the eye. During this time, she heard a faint click from outside, but she quickly dismissed the idea.

"Now…what did you say? "The heart of a girl whom one likes…""

""How can anyone accurately deduce that?"" Shinichi sighed. "Yes….Of course I remember."

"And do you know what I think about it?" She asked, giving an earnest smile to him. He leaned closer in anticipation, his breath held in, and his eyes wide with expectation.

"My answer is…" she started, and he leaned even further in, dying with curiosity for the answer. "I don't know" she replied, a wide grin breaking across her face, like the first spokes of sunlight that touches the sky at sunrise. He jolted back in surprise, looking clearly cheated.

"Come on, Ran! That isn't fair! You haven't finished! I can tell you still wanted to say something! Tell me!" he exclaimed. It was clear that her words had completely derailed him of all his logic and common sense, his face still blushing as his arms flailed around him in frustrated movements. She simply chuckled at his antics. Eventually he realised that she wouldn't be letting it out anytime soon so he stood up and brushed the non-existent dust from his trousers.

"Anyway…. I'm thirsty. I'm going to the cafeteria to go get some coffee. Also, you ought to call a doctor in. They would like to know of your condition, especially since you've been in a coma for so long. He started for the door before looking back and smiling at her.

"Oh…And welcome back, Ran." With that, he turned to the door and slid the door open, and stepped out. When she was aware that he was far enough, she let out a heavy but satisfied sigh. She pulled the blanket around her and smiled.

The idiot doesn't even know how much I love him… She thought with a pleasant smile gracing her lips.

Hattori was walking down the corridor, hands stuffed in his pockets. He hated hospitals with a passion: always filled with the sick and injured, the overwhelming smell of antiseptic and the awful food. But most of all, because that's where the mortuary was. It was just a reminder of a few people that he could have had the chance to save, if he only got there in time. He quickly shook his head in an attempt to clear his head.

Neechan's in a coma and Kudo is struggling to even sleep because of it. And here I am, sulking that I'm near a mortuary. Snap out of it! You need to support Kudo! He thought determinedly. He whipped out his phone from one of his pockets in order to check the emails that Kazuha constantly kept sending: her asking him to send her regards to Kudo, news of neechan's state and such. He swiftly replied to one of them and was about to pocket his phone when, as he approached Neechan's room, he heard two voices. One distinctly male and one distinctly female. Overwhelmed with curiosity, he slid the door open a crack and gaped at the scene in front of him. On the bed, awake as ever, was Neechan. He was about to barge in and ask how she was when he noticed that Kudo was in the room. No surprise there… Heiji thought with a smirk. He was about to close the door to give the two some privacy when he overheard their conversation.

"London? I never replied to you, did I?" she asked, smiling slightly. At this Kudo turned as red as a beetroot and stammered. Now, despite being stupid with love himself, he knew what was about to happen: a confession. He quickly tapped his phone on and set the video camera setting on. He crouched by the door and waited for the confession to happen, chuckling slightly.

He videoed his best friend leaning in, curious for the answer and videoed his outraged reaction when Neechan refused to tell Kudo her feelings. Heiji suddenly felt the sudden urge to break down with laughter and roll on the floor. After all, his reaction was pure gold and the fact that he saw his best friend beg for an answer was too much!

"I'm going to the cafeteria to go get some coffee…"Kudo stated, starting for the door. Hattori jumped up, aware he might get caught. He frantically looked left and right before dashing off to the cafeteria.

Once seated, he quickly tapped his phone and plugged in some earphones. He promptly burst into a torrent of laughter, sliding his finger across the screen to the same exact spot. Seeing Kudo's outraged and cheated reaction was priceless!

This is cinematic gold! Payback for Ebisu Bridge, Kudo! I have my revenge! He mentally cackled, suppressing a bubbling laugh as he watched the attempt of the confession.

"What are you watching?" Kudo suddenly asked, having popped out of nowhere. Hattori startled, stood up and packed his phone back into his pocket.

"Oh nothing…" he started with a smirk "Just watching a hilarious video…"

End

Well, that's done. I hope you've enjoyed reading this as much as I've written it.

Until next story, I guess.