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"We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it."
~John Lennon

oOo

Memories of last night's activity flooded her mind and it took her a lot of effort to keep her poker face intact. Kaito's presence wasn't really helping in keeping her heart from almost jumping out of her chest. The pathetic smile he wore was still plastered on his face.

"Good morning.. how was your-" he started but immediately shut his mouth when Yumiko interrupted him.

"My back is aching, I've got a terrible headache my legs can barely move and-"

"you just wanna stay in bed.." it's his turn to interrupt her.

"How'd you know?" she gave him a clueless look.

"Same issues as always.." he smiled warmly at her as a thought entered his mind.

"Stay here. I just need to get something." he said before disappearing by the door and headed towards the kitchen.

Yumiko was left in the room dumbstruck. What has just happened? she asked herself before letting out an exasperated sigh. She decided to go back to sleep but something above Kaito's stash of books caught her attention. She tried to stand even as vertigo start to take over. She approached the table near the television. The labels on the videos caught her eye. Department I/Kudo Shinichi. What on earth? She grabbed one and inserted it into the player. She located the remote control, then turned the television on. The volume was fairly low, but she punched the mute button just in case.

The video started. Her knees gave out and she plopped into the bed. Oh, God, she remembered this. It was the opening of the dog park in Beika. She, or particularly, he, was there, alive and solving cases. She pressed a hand against her mouth.

Her eyes stung with tears. Damn it. She wasn't going to cry. That life was over.

She turned off the television and examined the videos. There are countless of them, they covered her entire career and beyond. The last one's label read Kuso Shinichi's Disappearance/Death? with a gasp, she dropped it on the table.

Good God. She squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated on taking deep breaths. The disks must go.. she thought as she gathered them up.

"Hold it right there.." a voice spoke quietly.

Yumiko turned slowly and saw Kaito move from the doorway of his bedroom. He flipped on the light and enjoyed the shocked look on her face.

"What are you planning to do with those disks?" he asked smiling.

"Ah...these? nothing... I'm just checking out what you have here.. apparently, something caught my attention..."

"I see. Kudo Shinichi's files caught your attention.."

"Not really.." she said trying to dismiss the topic.

"I see.. I'm just worried." he stared at her straight into the eyes and he noticed the unshed tears that made her look so vulnerable.

"Worried about what?"

"Nothing... anyway I've brought some coffee." he said while checking for some changes in her reaction. He handed her the cup of freshly brewed black coffee and her face brightened up almost immediately.

Exactly the same reaction.. he thought while watching her empty the entire content of the cup.

"Thank You." she said while handing placing the empty cup on the bedside table.

"Feeling better?" she nodded.

"A loooot better. You're starting to scare me. Are you a fortune teller by any chance?"

"Of course not. Why?"

"Coz you knew exactly how I wan't my coffee to be done."

"How could I forget?" he started and contemplated if he should tell her that he already knew.

"What do you mean?"

"STOP IT."

"What?"

"Stop acting like I don't know who you are. I've waited for you long enough and it kills me everytime I think about you being dead. I can't bear losing you again..." he said while trying to approach her.

"I have NO idea of what you're talking about Kuroba.." it struck her. He's already suspicious.

"I know it was you Shinichi." he said trying not to sound so desperate.

"So... you kissed and made love to me because you think that I am Kudo?" she asked trying to sound hopeless.

"No. That's not it."

"Yes! That's it Kuroba. You're not yet over with Kudo. And you're trying to associate my actions with him. What if you're wrong? You should stop doing this to every girl that you'll coincidentally meet if you don't wanna hurt someone's feelings. In the end, it'll just hurt you more..." he knew who she was.

In a moment of crisis, her logical mind usually kicked in, allowing her to shove all emotion into storage and react with cool logic and precision. But one look at Kaito's face and her emotions were screaming to be let out. He knew who she was. Crap.

"I have to go..." she trudged toward the door. The last few steps, she closed her eyes and tried to open the door. She bumped into it. "Damn," she muttered, then leaned her forehead against the door. "I'm having trouble focusing."

She flipped the deadbolt lock, she was leaving him.

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