Skipping about three lines of my blabbering, let's just read the next chapter.
Disclaimer: I don't own DC; it's all Aoyama Gosho's. And I definitely don't have any kind of plans to steal his characters, really, I don't know how the floor plans of his house got here, I really don't!
Chapter 11
Her thoughts on her sister, Ai looked up at the night sky, half expecting to see shooting stars soaring past again, but the night was a still one.
She searched her pockets for keys as she neared the house, and nearly tripped over someone sitting in the dark.
Shinichi leaned against the door. He showed no sign of wanting to go inside, and is just sitting there, sulking.
"Hi," Ai said tentatively after her surprise wore off.
He chose to ignore her.
"Have you had dinner yet?"
"You said you don't want me bothering you, so why are you talking to me?" he asked grumpily.
"I couldn't get in, you're blocking the door." Ai pointed out.
Shinichi glared at her before shifting to the side. "There, happy?"
Normally, as bad as she felt, she would have still opened the door and leave. That was simply the way she was. But Ai found herself sitting next to him.
Silence.
She didn't know what to say, and Shinichi only glanced her way for a moment before continuing her deadpan stare at the house across from the professor's.
Funny, usually it was for Ai to sulk in a corner, while Conan tried to find something, anything, to say.
The silence seemed to solidify in the air, before she decided that she had to be the one to break it.
"About what I said earlier… I didn't mean it…" she said. Shinichi turned to face her.
Ai took a deep breath. "I'm sorry."
A ghost of a smile appeared on Shinichi's face. "You'll stop avoiding me?"
Ai nodded.
"We're friends again?"
"Yeah."
"You'll still marry me when we grow up?" he asked with a cheeky grin.
"I—What? I never said…" Ai sputtered, but Shinichi was laughing, and she found herself smiling as well.
Then the rumbling of a certain detective's stomach, protesting the lack of dinner, interrupted. "Ai-chan? I'm hungry."
"Come on then, we've laid out a plate for you." Ai said. Shinichi stood up eagerly, and took Ai's hand to help her up. He took it as a very good sign that she didn't pull away.
Watching Shinichi and the professor fighting over the remains of dinner, Ai smiled to herself. She would stop trying to push him away. She would worry about the future when time comes. Hopefully by then, everything would manage to work out okay.
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A/N: I love these two! 'girlish squeal' XD I know this chapter is really short, but as it happened, my house elf accidentally threw the story into the washing machine, and it came out shrunk to this size. On behalf of my house elf, I would like to apologize for the shortness of this chapter. For the members of S.P.E.W, my house elf does not have to punish itself, and it puts my ears into the oven instead. (Excuse me; I'm a big Harry Potter fan.)
