Disclaimer : I don't own Detective Conan and make no profit with this story. All Detective Conan's characters belong to Aoyama Gosho. All of this story was just fictional. If there any same characters and names it was just purely coincidences.

Author's note : I did use some names of Japanese prefectures since the story was about Kansai region in Japan. But this is just for completing the story. No other intentions, at all. And pardon me if there's so many wrong grammar because I'm not native


He brought her banana split. After all, it was sunny afternoon. She did ignore him at the breakfast and throughout the morning. Hopefully this banana split could melt her anger towards him

He opened the door of her room without even knocking. She wasn't there. Knocking the door of her closet, hoping she was inside.

"Kazuha?". No answer. Knocking two more times, he opened the closet door. No Kazuha inside. His heart begun to thumping faster as panic start to suffocate him. He run out of her room. The banana split lay forgotten on her desk. Where was she?

She only have a chance to save that baka Prince. Any predicted angles from the stage in front of her just gave her one chance each. But, most probably she would be end wounded. Sniper. She hates sniper. They tried to killed her and her mother before ...

"Ara, Kazuha san," a female voice cut her thought. As Kazuha turned her head, she found eyes in eyes with ... Momiji Ooka

"So, why are you here, in Kyoto? I bet it wasn't for admiring the view here," Momiji said kindly. Somehow her voice sound familiar.

Kazuha opened her mouth to answer, when suddenly her phone rang. Took out the phone from her bag, she quickly rejected it when she saw the caller id.

Heiji Hattori.

Momiji saw this "It was him, huh?"

Kazuha looked up at her. So what if it was him? But she said nothing.

"I hate you," Momiji said bluntly.

As Kazuha's eyes widening in shock and confusion, she continued "You take him away from me. I love him but he loves you," she smiled sadly as Kazuha's eyes grow wider and her mouth start to gaping.

Just hold on for a second. At first Kazuha was pretty sure the 'he' Momiji refers was Heiji. But then, her next sentences about he love her. Who's he and who's her? There's no way 'he' means Heiji and 'her' means ... herself?

Woaa ... so Momiji's statement could be rephrase as Heiji loves Kazuha? That was impossible. But, before she could say anything, Momiji Ooka was already retreating herself.

"I'll be waiting for our tomorrow competition," was the last sentence Momiji told her.

Before Kazuha could say anything, her damn phone was rang again.

Heiji Hattori

Prince Heiji Hattori was in absolute panic. He couldn't find her anywhere. All of his call would be rejected or simply ignored and his text unanswered. Fear gripped his heart like an iron fist. His blood run cold, he even could start feeling cold sweat on his skin. He felt sick, his head spinning in circle and he wanted to puke. She is his life. Losing her, he would gone crazy. Indeed he was now