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CHAPTER 7

" There's no sound." Haibara remarked, crossing her arms.

" That's what it was like last time." Conan said, grinning. " There was no sound in movies at that time. Charlie Chaplin was a breakthrough and still one of the most famous shows even after sound came into movies. There were over ten new movies that appeared into the theatre at the sixth running of Charlie Chaplin's newest movie, and he still trashed all of them flat, even with a movie with no sound and was still black and white. Why, I remember---,"

" Not that." She cut in irritatibly, looking around in the cinema. " There's nobody in here." Conan raised his eyebrows and surveyed the theatre. Indeed there was. Previously when he and the detective boys went to an empty theatre, there were at least two or three people still in there. But there was nobody here. Not a person. " Must not be a very popular theatre." He said sheepishly, sitting down promptly at the seat before him.

" You think?" she aid sarcastically, sitting down right next to him. " This place's top movie is Charlie Chaplin. I bet even the cockroaches are starting to walk out on this place."

" Charlie Chaplin," Conan began hotly. " Is one of---,"

" Best movie in the universe." She finished for him tonelessly. " I heard, and I understood."

He said nothing.

" Hey look, there it starts now." He said cheerfully.

She said nothing.

The movie started soon afterwards, and Haibara for once, stopped murmuring sarcastic comments out of the side of her mouth and actually sat down to enjoy the show. It was a good show, Haibara was forced to admit, and actually finding herself hiding a smile away from Conan one or more times to prevent him from self-satisfaction. But Conan saw it. He even saw her snort on her coke at an antic that Charlie did. He smiled softly.

This was one of the few occasions where she laughed. Or even showed a real smile, for once. If it was Ran who was sitting next to him at the moment, she would be clutching her chest from laughter. But that was Ran, the girl who rarely had a frown on her face. The one who had a normal childhood. His attention turned back to the movie, grinning at the very sight.

He remembered lugging his mother to the theatre, just to get a slight glimpse of the mother of all comedy. Haibara watched Conan laugh out of the corner of her eye. She smiled softly. That stupid dumbass. Just like his character to laugh so openly at a small pun such as that. She opened her mouth to tell him just that, but as he laughed once more, she stopped. She blinked. She smiled and turned back to the movie, popping a piece of popcorn into her mouth.

Maybe she'd just let him off this time.

Just once.

Once.

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Ayumi opened the door silently, surveying the area. There were two bobs of heads near the third last row, and she smirked inwardly. " Bingo." She whispered under her breath. She tiptoed forward, her eyes nervously looking around to make sure that nobody was watching her. It was also just then she realized that the entire theatre was empty. Funny. Looks like even God was on her side after all. She balloon in her hand was choke filled with a strange substance which she had spend hundreds on eBay to get, something that she was sure that Haibara would have to spend hours just to get out. Lucky for her.

Before she knew it, she was right behind them, crouched down just in case either of them saw her. She had half-hoped that Haibara had dressed up well, so that it would be a worst impact on her when she was dipped from head-to-toe in muck. Oh well. She would be satisfied with one of the two, she guessed. She got to her feet slowly, ready to run as soon as the balloon was thrown. She looked down on her past-best friend and 'boy-friend'.

She bit her lip.

Then her eyes flickered open as she released it over Haibara's head, and dashed out the door as silent as she could. A splatting sound sounded in the empty cinema, and she grinned in triumph as she made her way out of the room, shutting it quietly behind her.

" What the Hell?" she heard Conan yell.

It took Haibara a second to realize that she was covered in a sticky substance, a balloon wrapper on her lap. Conan's eyes widened as he reached over, a finger to scoop some of the substance off her lap, testing it. " I don't know what it is yet," he said frowning. " But no doubt it's hard to get rid off."

" Brilliant observation." Haibara spat out, wiping the substance from her eyes. Conan glared at the door. He frowned. He swore he had heard footsteps previously, but didn't want to bother about it much. " Come on." He said, ignoring the comments she was muttering out once more. " We'd better get you home to have you washed up properly."

She didn't say anything.

" Okay." She whispered softly, as Conan grabbed her shoulders, walking her out of the dark cinema. She felt his strong grip on her.

She blushed.

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" Ah?"

Conan nodded as the professor turned backwards to hear Haibara drop her bag down angrily, making her way to the bathroom. " I'm going to take a shower," she said flatly. " If that's okay with everyone."

Not waiting for an answer, she stopped to the bathroom and slammed the door. The professor gave out a long, low whistle as he heard the sound of water enter from the bathroom. " Tell me about it." He said tiredly. " I've never seen her this bitter before. Looks like she does care about her and her clothes very much, even if it's only just her school uniform."

" Yeah." The professor said.

Silence.

" So," Conan started uneasily.

" Yeah." The professor said.

Silence again.

" Read any good books lately?" Conan asked and the professor rolled his eyes.

Silence once more.

" Goddamn shower curtains!!" they heard the usually calm Haibara yell out.

They looked at each other.

" Want to watch a Charlie Chaplin movie?" Conan asked.

" I'll get our coats." The professor answered back, getting up.

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Ayumi grinned as she entered her room, and the three of her friends looked at her, alarmed. Ayumi ignored their expressions, and pulled out the familiar book from her pocket once more. The sixth step was completed, and only four more would do the trick. She already had the next one planned out, and as Mitsuhiko had already been forced to agree to it, she was set and ready to go. She smirked. School the next day would be interesting. She looked at Mitsuhiko who was looking out the window once more. Time to end the whole traitor business once and for all.

" Ready for tomorrow's show?" she grinned.

Mitsuhiko looked at her.

He bit his lip.

" Yeah." He said.

She grinned.

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Haibara as still cursing to herself after her three-hour long shower, all taken with three separate intervals, and was still cursing while she sat in her room sulking, looking at her ruined clothes. " She's taken it too far." Haibara growled out, slapping the clothes to the ground. A thin trail of slime followed it. She clenched her fists and glared at the picture of her and the detective boys.

The only sole wish that Haibara had now was to make Ayumi the same age as her, allowing her to not pull any punches, leading to the mass pain that Ayumi would go through, all thanks to none other than Haibara herself. She would destroy her, oh yes, she would destroy her.

" Haibara?" Conan asked meekly, appearing through the tiny slip in the door.

" Yes?" she answered curtly, daring him to continue.

" I---," he went on bravely, but only after backing away several steps. " I---I made you some soup, I thought you might need it."

She paused, her icy demour disappearing for the slightest of a moment. " Thanks." She replied softly, nodding for him to enter. Bravely, he stepped inside, and handed the tin of chicken soup to her with both hands. She took it from his trembling hands, and reached for the spoon found on top of the tray.

He looked at his feet nervously, watching her open the lid and place it delicately on the table. " Do you want me to leave?" he asked. " Because I can---,"

" No." she answered, and he stopped. " No, I don't mind."

He smiled at this, and dropped down backwards to the wall behind him. He was rarely allowed to enter Haibara's room, and he looked around. It was much less girly than Ran's room, which was none too what he had suspected all along, as Haibara was just about as girly as a toothpick. But there were certain times where he found her more increasing lady-like than Ran. The way she laughed, the longer she took than ran in the bathroom, her smell, her---

He shook himself, and found Haibara watching him with raised eyebrows.

" What?" she asked.

" What what?" he asked back.

" What what what?" she asked again.

" What what what what?" he asked back.

" What what what what what?" she asked.

" W---,"

" Okay fine." She snapped, " Don't start the continuous argument again."

He smiled.

" So that's a win in my favour?" he asked hopefully.

" Whatever." She said, rolling her eyes.

She sipped her soup, smiling at the taste. Looks like Kudo wasn't that bad of a cook after all. It was both warm and nice, but was nowhere competing with Ran or her sister's cooking. She finished soon enough, and she dropped it onto the table beside her. He got up and took it from her, and started to walk out of the room. She watched him leave, an indescribable amount of different emotions filling her heart. Conan's hand grasped on the door handle.

" Kudo." She said softly.

He stopped, turning around.

" Yeah?" he asked.

She blushed, looking away.

" Thanks for the soup." She said quietly.

His eyes widened, then he grinned.

" No problem." He said, and shut the door behind him.

Silence.

She blinked.

Weird.

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" You okay?"

" I'm fine."

" Seriously?"

" Seriously."

Conan nodded, accepting her answer as the two of them walked onwards towards school, a meat bun in Conan's hands. Haibara somehow seemed more sullen and quiet than she did usually. Whether that was even possible he did not know, but she was quiet, terribly quiet. Which was far from what was going on in her head. She had a terrible plan in exchange for Ayumi, but was not sure whether it was the right thing to do that to a mere 12-year old.

Ayumi didn't seem at all her age, that was true, but it was also true that she was Haibara's closet friend besides Conan, and she knew that deep inside that plotting little murder was just a heartbroken kid. And Haibara knew how hard that was to conceal inside. The anger she had for Ayumi faded the following day, and even had slight feelings on calling off the war.

But the very sight of Ayumi running up to them, that cheerful smile on her face, followed closely by Mitsuhiko, Sumiko and Genta told her everything. She smirked inwardly. The war was far from over.

Far from it.

" Hi Conan! Ai!" she said happily.

" Hi." Conan said tonelessly, the bun stuffed in his mouth.

" What's that?" Genta asked, licking his lips.

" A bun." Haibara said.

" Can I have a bite?" Genta asked.

" Go nuts." Conan said, tossing it to him.

Genta caught it with both hands, grinning at it. Ayumi frowned.

" Genta," she said, taking it from him. Haibara blinked. " You're getting too fat. Didn't I tell you to not eat so much?"

She smiled sweetly and handed it to Haibara. " You finish it, Haibara." She said. Conan's eyes flickered. " You're FAR too slim."

Haibara held it, almost glaring at Ayumi.

" You're a really neat eater, Conan." Ayumi said, laughing. " You ate just half of the bun."

She knew.

She knew that the unbitten side of the bread was filled with food poisoning. What a smart little devil she was. Conan bit his lip. He had filled it without even telling Haibara, dying to just punish one of her men a little bit, letting her know how it felt. Looks like it was much harder than he thought.

" Let's go in." Haibara said, the bun in her hand. " The teacher would scold us."

Ayumi smirked and turned her heel and left into the school, followed by an almost crying Genta and Sumiko. Mitsuhiko paused for a moment but didn't say anything, knowing he was under the close watch of Ayumi.

Haibara looked at the bun in her hand.

" Hmph." She smiled, tossing it into the bin.

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Mitsuhiko glanced sideways at Haibara, who was talking to Conan. Blushing, he looked away. He couldn't believe that he had agreed to do what Ayumi ordered him to do. It was wrong, stupid, embarrassing---almost unsanitary. He had never dreamed of doing what Ayumi asked him to do, and in some part of him, he actually was rather looking forward to it.

He had loved Haibara for years now, and it had hurt him to the bone knowing that Conan had just snatched her away from him so easily. He loved her. She loved someone else. He was just a kid, people said. It was just puppy love, they also said. Somehow he didn't think so. Was puppy love constant for many years to go on? He didn't think so. It was pure love.

Pure.

He glared at Conan as he saw Haibara giggle at something he said. Fury filled him. Damn his friendship with Conan. He had always respected him, but that was all going down the drain now. Friendship was over.

He looked away.

Gomen.

Haibara-san.

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The day was over.

Haibara was surprised.

Nothing had happened to her for the entire day. She had even braced herself to get ready for anything to happen, but all her energy was wasted. Nothing had happened, nothing was happening and it seemed like nothing was even GOING to happen. She looked sideways at Conan, who was calmly putting on his shoes. She had a bad feeling about the entire ordeal, but she had nothing to prove or say, so she just let it be. Conan raised his eyebrows at her.

" What?" he asked.

She looked away.

" Nothing." She muttered.

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Mitsuhiko and Ayumi watched the two of them. Mitsuhiko bit his lip. " Okay," Ayumi said, grinning. " This would be more than enough to break up their relationship. Or even change it and hook it up a notch."

" Yeah." Mitsuhiko said nervously.

" Get it there." Ayumi said, shoving him forward.

" " But---," he said.

" Please?" Ayumi pleaded.

He blushed and looked away.

" Okay." He said.

He looked at Haibara.

He took in a deep breath and walked forward.

" There's Mitsuhiko right there." Haibara said.

" He looks nervous." Conan said, raising his eyebrows.

" Something bad has happened." She said seriously.

" Ask him." Conan said.

" Hey Mitsuhiko," Haibara said, frowning. " What---,"

But she was cut off with his hand cupping her cheek, his lips pressing hard against hers.

END OF CHAPTER 7

Well, how was that going? I just saw ' Soul Plane' and it is hilarious!!! But it can't reach up to the best movies of all time, because Snoop Dog can sing but Hell can't he act. But whatever. It's still a good movie, ain't it? Alright, next is chapter 8. Things are beginning to spice up and I might finally make something really happen between Haibara and Conan. Please read and review me!!!!