Title: Reminiscent Aria of Love
Anime: Detective Conan
Pairing: Mostly Kudo Shinichi and Mouri Ran but will feature the other pairings
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Humor, Drama, Angst, Family
Time start and end/Date: PST 2:47 PM-8 PM / May 6, 2021
Summary: Series of Oneshots depicting the OP, ED and Movie OSTs of our favorite anime!
Notes: Yes, I thought I'd do this without any reason at all. I love DC and I've been watching the anime and reading fanfics related to it and I don't know, I just got inspired. I'm not sure for how long this muse will last but I want to take advantage of it. Hope this will work.
Not sure if this will be a weekly or a monthly dedication but we will see.
If you have requests though, kindly post as a comment so I'll have some ideas. I'll credit it to you of course! Your support will be much appreciated!
Pardon my grammatical and typographical mistakes. I'm doing my best to make it perfect.
Disclaimer: Meitantei Conan © Gosho Aoyama. Fanfiction story © Mari Kia Aishiteru.
Chapter Plot: Inspired by the opening song, Everything Ok! by cellchrome. Shinichi and Ran had a disagreement and of course, to make things right again, here comes their dear little son to the rescue! (Family-scented) —ShinRan—
—Reminiscent Aria of Love—
The First Aria: Everything Ok!
Written By: Mari Kia Aishiteru
A little boy with dark brown hair and pale skin opened the gate and walked inside. Reaching the doorstep, he suddenly heard some voices.
"You are always mixing up your priorities, you detective geek!" he could hear the loud and disappointed voice of his mother from the front door before he could even open it. His forehead scrunched up in confusion. It wasn't everyday this happens. His mother was usually calm and collected.
What could have caused this?
His question was answered immediately by another loud voice.
"That's not true! You know this is just as important as any other case I've been in!"
The boy gasped. His father was home!
He opened the door slowly and whispered "I'm home…" And of course, it fell on deaf ears because his parents were still in a screaming contest, not aware of his presence. After discarding his shoes at the genkan, he walked towards the library, where he could hear the source of the noise.
"Important to you! Is this case more important to you than your own son?"
The boy stopped. Me?
What was that supposed to mean?
He tried to peek in the slightly ajar door, finding his father leaning on his desk with arms crossed against his chest, while his mother was staring at him with her angry blue orbs.
"You know the answer to that, Ran." He saw his father sigh. "Of course, he's important. He's my son."
"But why can't I see it, Shinichi? Why would you break your promise to him for this case?" Ran gritted her teeth. "You could have leave this to Inspector Sato and the rest of the police! They can do this on their own!"
"They're asking for my help. It is related to that syndicate years ago. You know how important this is to me."
She sighed. "Shinichi, if this is another simple day, I'll let you go. Even if it's our anniversary or my birthday, I'll let you. No questions asked." With this, her husband glared at her. "But this is different. You promised him to watch his soccer game and he is looking forward to it. I don't want him to be so disappointed." She bit her lip as she finished.
The great detective, Kudo Shinichi, understood fully well his wife's point. Whether Ran believe it or now, he felt bad about it, but he just couldn't let this go.
The Black Organization that began his lifetime case were brought to their downfall and he told Ran everything about it. Fortunately, she forgave him, and supported him until he got his body back from the antidote made by Haibara, now known as her true name, Miyano Shiho, who investigated and experimented the remnants of the data from APTX 4869.
With everything back in order, years later, he married Ran and lived happily ever after with their eight-year-old son in the Kudo mansion.
However, at present, the new superintendent of the police, first division, Megure, was asking his help once again since they received an anonymous tip about a rising organization like the black organization. Probably just a rumor but they must make sure, so Shinichi agreed to come to Kyushu, the said place of this rising syndicate.
He told Ran, and that was why they were having this conversation right now.
"And you haven't been at home for two weeks now because of these cases! Now you go home and tell me you're going to be away for who knows how long again?" Ran looked like she wanted to strangle him in frustration.
"Ran…"
"Shinichi, listen." She began. "I just… don't want that boy to feel what I felt back then." Biting her lip, Shinichi got her message. "I just don't want him to wait for you, like I did."
He knew that. He also did not want to make their son feel that. He felt so much guilt when he would see her wait for him painfully all those years ago.
He didn't want the little boy to experience that same feeling.
But he didn't have any choice in the matter.
"I didn't even say that I'm not going to his soccer game." He told her, straightening his body. "I'm going there tonight, and I promise I'll get back before his game."
Ran placed both hands on her hips as she glared at him. "Do you even know when and where his soccer game will be?"
The detective blinked and smiled nervously. "Uh…"
"See? You don't even have an idea!" Ran shouted. "You don't even know what's happening around us anymore because you're not around! You're always prioritizing those cases and forgetting about us!"
Shinichi snorted. "Ran, you're overreacting."
Her eyes widened with his comment and bowed her head. "What?" her soft voice rang in the library. Shinichi realized that he said the wrong thing.
"Um… I mean…."
"I see… I'm overreacting…" She glared at him with the most blazing angry eyes he had ever seen and pointed her index finger at him. "DO WHATEVER YOU WANT! YOU BASTARD! GO GET YOURSELF KILLED FOR ALL I CARE!" she snapped and turned around, stomped angrily towards the door and out of the library.
The listening boy ran towards the corner to hide as his mother ran upstairs to their room. She looked angry but also noticed the tears gathering in her eyes.
He sighed. His father made his mom cry again.
Glancing at the library door that his mother had left opened, he could see his father sitting on his chair and leaning his head on the table, sighing miserably.
His parents hardly argued with each other. They were mostly teasing and flirting with each other which made him gag. However, he was happy that they both loved each other. And he loved them both too.
This was the first time he saw something like this. In this situation, he knew he had to do something, especially since it made his mother cry.
And he hated seeing her cry.
So he decided to help fix this disagreement.
The little boy went to his room, discarded his bag on the bed, and sat on a single soft cushioned chair his father bought him. It looked like the Sherlock Holmes chair in the Museum of Baker Street in London, and he was ecstatic when he got it for his sixth birthday.
Like his father, he adored that renowned great detective.
So, yeah, sitting on it made him comfortable in organizing his thoughts.
Let's try to go back to that conversation earlier.
What was the source of the problem?
The boy lamented. Hm… Dad was going somewhere in Kyushu to help the police bring down a rising syndicate. Mom does not want him to go.
Why?
Because according to Mom, I have that soccer game and it is true that I want Dad to watch me. After all, he taught me everything about soccer. She doesn't want me to be disappointed if he couldn't make it.
He leaned on his seat and stared at the ceiling with his arms behind his head. In my case, it's fine with me if Dad go to that case, since he said he would finish it and come back to watch the game.
But why Mom was still so against it?
Hmm…
Let us try to check her actions earlier.
She was fidgeting. Looked frustrated and angry. She also bit her lip a lot. Oh, and she said something about waiting…
And she was crying after she shouted at him, go get yourself killed for all I care!
The eight-year-old boy closed his eyes and after a while, they opened and he straightened, a smirk gracing his features.
I got it! His smirk widened as he walked outside his room, moving towards his parent's room where he knew his mother was.
Reaching it, he heard a sniffle and a sigh. The boy placed one hand in his pocket while the other knocked on the door.
He heard a grunt and small noises. Probably her mother fixing herself up.
"Who is it?" she asked softly by the door.
"It's me!" he said brightly, hoping he would be able to make her smile. "Let me in!"
The door opened and she saw her son peering up at her with a grin. She could not help but smile. Opening the door wider, the little boy zoomed past her and sat on her bed.
She closed the door and stared at him. "Do you need something, dear?"
He shook his head and smiled. "Do I need something just to come here, Mom?"
The woman giggled. "Well, you're right." The woman sat next to him and stretched her arms. "But when did you arrive? I didn't hear you come home."
The boy smiled sadly. "I came in when you and Dad are having a heated conversation in the library."
Ran turned to him with wide eyes. The boy blinked innocently, as if he didn't do anything wrong in listening in.
The woman sighed. "Conan, what did I tell you about listening in on other people's conversation?"
Her and Shinichi's son, Kudo Conan, pouted. "But mom, I could even hear it before I opened the door. It's not my fault that you were both shouting." He reasoned.
Ran didn't say anything. He did have a point. They were talking loudly. She wondered if Shiho and the Professor heard it too from next door.
He heard his mother sigh as she patted his head. "I'm sorry, dear."
"Mom, you're worried about Dad, aren't you?"
The mother stared at her son in surprise. "How did you—"
Conan smiled brightly. "I deduced it from observing your conversation with Dad."
"How?"
"Well…" he placed a finger on his chin, deep in thought. "I saw you fidgeting, and you looked frustrated. You also don't want Dad to go even though he promised he'll come back to watch my soccer game so that's probably just one of the reasons why you don't want him to go to Kyushu."
Ran gulped. Her heart was beating fast against her chest.
"The other reason is because… you're worried about Dad."
"How do you know?"
"Because Dad wasn't coming home for two weeks now and you seldom receive calls and messages from him. I saw you checking your smartphone every few minutes."
The woman's eyes widened.
"We both know Dad forgets when he is focused on cases. He's serious with his work."
The boy patted his lap, a habit of his while thinking or speaking his mind. "Then when he came home, he told you he's going somewhere far and checking out a rising syndicate."
"You thought it is dangerous, didn't you, Mom?" Conan stared at his gaping mother. "Dad doesn't contact us even though he's just here. So, there is a high chance that we might not reach him if he goes far away from home."
Ran was surprised. However, of course, this boy was Shinichi's son. Their son. Of course, there would be a resemblance.
So close that it was sometimes scary, even to her.
She giggled and brought her little boy in her arms, causing the boy to gasp in surprise and squirm. "Mom!"
"You are really his son." She whispered.
"Eh? What do you mean, Mom?" Conan stopped squirming and confusedly stared at his mother.
She shook her head. "No, nothing. Conan, you are so great! But I hope you won't be a detective like your father."
The boy finally got away from his mother's arms and pouted. "Why? I want to be a detective when I grow up!"
He saw his mother's sad smile. "Because… like your father, you might prioritize your cases instead of your mom." She said with a giggle. "You might forget me too."
Conan snorted. "Mom, what are you saying? There's no way I'd do that. If you want, I'll take you to my cases, so you won't feel alone!"
His big grin was so sweet that Ran embraced him again with a giggle. "My little baby! You are so sweet!" she told him and Conan didn't squirm this time and just let his mother smothered him. After all, she was feeling emotional right now.
"That wasn't possible though, but I appreciate the thought." She said and let go of his only son as she felt a chill. She coughed and Conan worriedly casted her a gaze. "You alright, Mom?"
She smiled at him. "Of course, I think I just need some fresh air."
Ran stood up and moved to the cabinet, donning a knitted gray coat. Glancing at her son, she asked, "Do you want to join me for a little walk, dear?"
The boy shook his head. "No, I still need to do something."
Ran nodded. "Alright, I'll be back before dinner, okay?" she opened the door. "If you're hungry, there are sandwiches in the fridge to heat up."
Conan nodded in understanding. "Okay, don't go too far…"
The woman grinned. "Hai hai, my little detective. You're getting overprotective." She patted his head.
"Well… you can't blame me for that…"
"Yes, you're right. I'll go now then."
"See you later, Mom."
"Hm."
His eyes followed her form until she went outside their front door. He sighed and decided to talk to his father this time.
He wasn't actually angry at him. He adored him and he knew he was serious with his job. His father loved being a detective and he also wanted to be one when he grew up. He was brought by his father one time to a case he had been working on, and he was amazed by how his father cornered the culprit and made him confess.
He was so cool and amazing!
So that was why he wanted to be like him.
He loved him, but he acted stupid sometimes, so it was also fun to tease him.
Conan peered in the door—it was closed now—and opened it, seeing his father's troubled face as he was still sitting on his chair. He was probably debating whether to adhere his mother's wishes or really do whatever he wanted.
After all, he knew that his father adored his mother so much.
He breathed out and knocked on the door. His father's gaze moved to the door and saw him. He waved and smiled. "Hey, Dad."
Shinichi, despite his troubled thoughts, smiled widely and waved at his son to come closer. "Conan! Come here."
The little boy ran towards his father and Shinichi who stood up from his chair, bent down to his level to embrace him. He had not been home for weeks and he missed his little guy.
"I missed you." He whispered and stroked the boy's head. Said little boy stretched his arms as much as he could to return his warmth. "I missed you too Dad."
They stayed like that for a while until they both let go. "When did you come home?"
"You're a detective, Dad, how come you didn't notice me?" he asked back, blinking innocently. However, Shinichi knew.
This boy is teasing me again.
"You little brat…" he gave him a disapproving gaze and Conan laughed. "I heard your… interesting conversation with Mom."
Shinichi's eyes widened and he sighed. "Oh, that." He straightened and sat on his chair, looking at his son over his desk. "I apologize that you have to hear that."
He shook his head. "Dad, what are you planning to do now?"
The father of the boy sighed and leaned his chin on his hand which was bent on the desk.
"I…"
"Are you debating whether to follow Mom or go to Kyushu for that case?" the little boy smiled at him and Shinichi's eyes widened.
"You are getting good in deductions." He commented and leaned on his chair with a sigh. Conan grinned at his father's words, proud of himself.
"Then, Dad, why do you think Mom was so against you helping this case?" he asked, trying to check if his father reached the same conclusion as he did earlier.
"Well… because I… promised I'll go to your soccer game."
"But you said, you'd come back before then." Conan chirped. "You know Mom, she trust you. But this time, that was not enough to calm her. And still, she didn't want you to go."
Now that his son mentioned it, Ran was so against the idea. Maybe their son was not the only reason why?
But what other things could she be thinking about? Why was she so angry at the first place?
"Hmm…"
Conan stared at his father. He knew he was already wracking his brain of the reason why his mother was acting like that.
After a few minutes of waiting, the little boy had his eyebrows raised. "Dad?"
"Hm?"
"Don't tell me, you can't think of anything?"
Shinichi pouted. "Don't distract me!"
The boy sweat dropped and face palmed. His father was a great detective, but this… this was unexpected.
He didn't know that there will be a day when his father couldn't figure out his mother. He felt bad for her. He had to do something.
"Dad… you weren't home for these last few days, and now, you came home only to tell Mom you're going to a far away place to help investigate a syndicate… what do you think would she feel?"
Shinichi absorbed that information and slowly came into a realization. "She's worried…"
The boy nodded.
"She was trying to be strong for me, but she'd been worried about you until now."
The man of the house had a guilty look on his face and with slumped shoulders, he apologized.
"I'm sorry. I've been busy and I forgot to call and…"
"Hai hai, Mom knew that. You tend to forget things when you are facing cases…"
Silence ensued. Conan was deliberating if he should tell him or not but it was worth the shot.
His mother will probably scold him though.
"Mom asked me not to tell you but… these past few days…" Conan stared at his father seriously. "She wasn't feeling well…"
"Eh?" Shinichi stood up in alarm and bent to his son's height. "What do you mean?"
"She's been throwing up a lot… and getting headaches…" he continued. "She's also a lot of emotional these days."
Shinichi's eyes widened like saucers. "D-Don't tell me… your mom is…"
Conan just tilted his head with his big blue eyes. He looked so innocent, but the boy was just faking it. You better know what that means, Dad!
He stood up and ran upstairs. Conan stepped out of the library and into the end of the stairs, waiting for him to come down.
"Conan!" As expected, his Dad appeared and ran down the stairs to him. "Where's your mother?" he was breathing heavily like he had run a marathon.
He shrugged. "She said she want some fresh air, so she went out."
"Where?"
"I don't know. The park maybe?" he answered. "I told her not to go too far, after all."
He immediately put on his shoes and opened the door but before he went out to search for his wife, he looked at his son, "Stay here for a while and don't get into trouble! We'll be back soon!"
Conan smiled with a salute. "Hai!"
Shinichi ran as the door closed. The little boy shook his head. Those two are troublesome. He thought.
"So, what to do now?" he mumbled.
It is boring alone in the house so…
He went out of the door after donning his shoes and stepped into the house next door.
Shinichi ran around the neighborhood in search of his wife.
Damn it! What had he done? She had been alone in taking care of their son and he didn't even call to ask how things at home were. And now, he came home asking her to let him go somewhere far. Of course, she would be worried. He didn't even try to understand what she might be feeling without him.
He was a failure of a husband.
He soon reached the park and searched around. He didn't see her. Moving towards the small hill near the park, he found her sitting on a bench, staring at the sun preparing to set. The orange-colored sky framing her lone figure.
He walked slowly and sat down next to her. He knew she felt it was him, but she didn't say anything.
There was silence. It was unbearable for him, so he broke it.
"Ran—"
"Shinichi." She cut him off, still staring at the sun before them.
"Hm?"
"I'm sorry."
The man's eyes widened. She looked so sad, and he knew it was his fault. He leaned on the bench. "No, it was my fault. You don't have to apologize."
Ran glanced at him. "But… you're right. I overreacted, so I'm sorry."
Shinichi shook his head. "I'm sorry Ran, it was wrong of me to say you overreacted. You are just… worried about me, right?"
His wife smiled sadly and faced the setting sun again. "Hm… you've been out for a while and we haven't seen you for days. You don't call and I don't want to disturb you with your work. Conan keep me occupied so I can be okay most of the day."
Shinichi listened as she sighed. "But you know, every night, all I do is think about you." Tears gathered in her eyes. "I don't know how you are doing and if you're safe." She turned to him. "I miss you."
Tears ran down her cheeks and Shinichi brought his wife into his arms. He caressed her hair and whispered his apologies.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry to worry you."
"No, it's just me…"
"You're emotional these days according to Conan."
"That boy, I told him not to tell you."
"You expect him to do that? He is worried, Ran."
"I know."
She sniffled in his arms and he held her tighter. "I… think I won't go to Kyushu."
She gently pushed him away and stared into his eyes. "Really?"
He smiled softly at her. "Hm. I missed you and Conan a lot."
Ran brightened and stood up. The sun had set, and the darkened sky filled the park.
"That's a relief." She whispered.
Shinichi smirked. "But you know, you don't have to be worried about me. I can take care of myself."
"I'm not sure about that."
"Why?"
"You can be reckless when it comes to cases."
Shinichi sighed. "Yes but…"
"No buts, mister."
"Hai."
Shinichi stood up next to her and they both stared at the dark sky. Lights from the city filled their view. Winter wind began to embrace them and Ran shivered despite her knitted coat and blew on her cold hand. Shinichi noticing the cold hand of his wife, held hers in his and placed it inside his pocket. Ran blushed at the gesture and leaned on his side.
"A-Anyway, Ran…"
"Hm?"
"A-Are you… perhaps… pregnant?"
Silence.
Ran straightened and stared at her husband. "What?"
"I said… are you—"
"No I'm not!" she said, face red. "How did you come up with that?"
Shinichi face palmed and sighed loudly.
"He got me again!"
Ran realized who he was talking about and she could not help but laugh.
"Dear little Conan?"
Her husband turned to her with a defeated face. "Dear little Conan."
Ran laughed harder. "You cannot blame our son, Shinichi. He's just trying to help."
"Help, my ass! He got my hopes up!"
Ran raised an eyebrow. "Oh? So you really want another one?"
He stared at her seriously. "Of course, I want another one. Is that wrong?"
The woman placed her free hand to stroke his cheek. "No, it's not." She whispered to him and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "I'm happy to hear that."
Shinichi grinned in the kiss and before she could even let go, he returned it with passion and love he had for her.
Of course, they had to let go for air. But they did not pull away. They both stared in each other's' eyes with a gentle smile playing in both of their lips.
"I love you."
"I love you too. My dear detective."
They both pulled away with a laugh and prepared to return home.
"Let's go home so I can talk to the brat." Shinichi said as they walk, Ran's hand still in his pocket with his own clasped in hers.
Kudo Ran raised an eyebrow. "Don't tell me you're going to punish him?"
"Yeah, I think three months of non-exposure to one Miyano Shiho is a good one."
Ran laughed. "He's going to hate you."
Shinichi clicked his tongue. "I don't care. That woman is bad influence on him."
"Ehhh~ Shiho is a great Godmother to our son, you know?"
"No way! She's giving him ideas on how to make my life miserable!" he remarked.
"You're so dramatic, Shinichi."
"It's true!"
"Hai hai."
"You don't believe me, do you?"
"Well…"
"Raaaan~"
The woman ran forward and turned to him. Still holding his hand, she pulled him.
"Let's hurry home and have dinner with our son!"
"Geez!"
And the married couple went home with happiness and love filing their hearts and excitement to be with their only son.
Their guardian angel, who was always ready to make them see the love they have for each other.
The evidence of their everlasting love.
The reminiscent that everything in their family will always be okay.
OMAKE
"So… what's up?" a woman's voice cut through his thoughts as he was playing the game suggested to him by the good old Professor Agasa.
He paused the game and turned to her. She was walking towards him with a smirk.
"Shiho nee-chan!"
As soon as she sat down next to him, he gave her a kiss on her cheek. Miyano Shiho—Haibara Ai, years ago—smiled and hugged the little kid to her side. She was his Godmother the moment his parents knew they were expecting him, and she was so honored that she doted on this little boy ever since he was born.
It also helped a lot that she now had a partner in making his father's life miserable, especially when he was being stupid to Ran-san.
Kudo Ran—formerly called, Mouri Ran—treated Shiho as a sister and the woman loved the attention ever since she had her teenage body back. Together with Sonoko and occasionally, Kazuha, they brought her for shopping and sweet buffets. She had a soft spot for those things so she was happy even though she would never admit it to them. She could tell that they knew it though.
Ever since then, they had been close, and they were like sisters to her.
So, when his partner Kudo Shinichi and Ran were expecting the little kid in her arms, she was so happy she hugged Ran. And the boy was so cute that she could not help but spoil him.
He had his father's intelligence and mother's kind heart, and he was so perfect she wanted to teach him everything she knew. The boy was training to be a detective and the things she taught him help him in his mini-investigations sometimes.
That was why the boy was fond of her as well. He called her nee-chan because he was a gentleman, saying that his Godmother did not look like old so nee-chan was perfect for her.
That was so sweet of him, right?
Back to earth, the boy grinned at her and pulled away to go back to his game.
"Shiho nee-chan, Dad and Mom are arguing this afternoon."
The scientist raised an eyebrow in interest. "Oh? About what?" she asked. "Is your father being stupid again?"
"Well, a little bit. He is not home for a few days, right? And he came home earlier to tell Mom he was going to Kyushu for a case." The boy said. "Of course, Mom was worried."
Shiho clicked her tongue. The jerk. She stared at the boy and asked, "And then?"
"Then I talked to them. Mom went out after that for fresh air and Dad and I talked. He was clueless why Mom was so against his trip to Kyushu. I gave him clues and…"
The boy evilly smiled at his Godmother.
"One little lie."
The woman leaned to him. "And that is…?"
"I made him think Mom is pregnant." He smirked. "And he was in panicked mode after that."
Shiho grinned proudly at her little charge. "Great job!" she patted his head that made the boy grin brightly.
"Watch out, though." The woman told him. "Your Dad might be pissed off and he will do something to stop you from coming to me."
"Which is, by the way, correct."
They turned to the new voice and saw Shinichi at the living room entrance, arms crossed against his chest and glaring at them both. Ran stood behind him with an apologetic smile. The door was open, so they got inside without any issues.
The father of the boy walked towards them. "Shiho, what the hell are you teaching him again?"
"Language, Shinichi!" Ran butted in.
The husband rolled his eyes.
Shiho just shrugged and smirked at him. "What? Disappointed?"
The detective gasped inaudibly and glared at her. "What are you implying?"
"Nothing." She replied. "Just curious. You don't have to get mad at us for your disappointment. It's not our fault, right Conan-kun?" she smirked evilly to his charge and the boy got the message.
The boy pouted. "That's right. That's not good, Dad! If you have problems, you shouldn't take it on us, right Mom?"
Ran sighed. She knew what was happening.
They were ganging up on his husband, again.
She just smiled in reply.
Shinichi knew it. Haibara—Shiho—was using his son against him! That woman, until now she still enjoyed teasing and embarrassing him!
Shiho was smirking at him, evilness twinkling in her eyes and Conan, dear little Conan, was tilting his head cutely with a pout on his lips but his eyes said otherwise.
Damn, his son was now learning from the wicked woman in his life.
He will get her someday. Just she wait.
He turned away and walked towards the door, opening it. "Let's go back to our house and Ran, don't forget to get that brat." He remarked as he closed the door loudly.
The two partners in crime laughed at the look on his face.
Ran sighed and bent to the level of her son. "Let's go, Conan."
The boy stood up and after embracing her Godmother, went to follow his Dad.
The Kudo wife hugged her pseudo-sister and gave her a disapproving look. "Shiho, that's not nice."
Said woman shrugged. "Sorry, it's just so fun to tease him."
"But you don't have to enlist Conan as your partner."
"Well, Conan-kun also love teasing him. Who am I to stop him, right?"
She sighed. That was true, though.
Pulling away and standing up, she walked towards the door. "See you, Shiho." She smiled. "Say Hi to the Professor for me."
She waved back and nodded as Ran left, following her husband and son and before she could even open the front door, he could already hear his husband banning his son to go next door and meet his Godmother.
"But you and Mom chose her to be my Godmother and you're banning me from meeting her? What kind of punishment is that Dad?"
"We're wrong, she's bad influence for you!"
"No she's not!"
"She is!"
"She's not!"
"She is!"
Ran sighed and held her head, feeling her cold coming back.
This will be a long night.
Notes: YES! DONE! I can't believe I finished this. I thought I start this with only a general idea in my mind. This is really a spontaneous one so I just thought I'd see if I can get out some ideas while writing and I did! Thankfully and fortunately. And I love how it turned out. This is my own take of their future family.
Maybe I'll do some more here when I got some ideas about their family life, okay?
This will be the longest oneshot so far, I think, because it's the first chapter and I want to make it special.
And you'll probably notice that the one shots here are related and/or in the same universe. There will be alternate universe setting but that would probably be minimal since I want to focus on the world of Detective Conan.
As I've said at the beginning, you can give me requests and ideas if you have.
Thank you and see you again!
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—Mari Kia Aishiteru.