A/N: Good day amazing readers. I will be telling you a BIG SECRET! Actually I'm just kidding. But this chapter is gonna be really, really, really important. A character secret will be told next chapter so get ready
Previously on The Worlds Collide:
Then Conan started crying hard. This was the first time she saw him cry and she was now sure that she didn't want to see him crying again. No. ANyone but him. When she saw Conan crying she felt something weird. Like something wrong was going to happen. After all this was Conan-kun. Conan-kun didn't cry. He didn't cry no matter what. Not when he got shot and not when he was threatened with death. Ne he stood tall over everyone else and endured all hardships till the end. Seeing him cry felt… it felt wrong. Of course Ran knew she was being selfish because any child should be able to cry but it wasn't that he was just crying… No… it was what he was crying about. This was nothing a child should be going through. Heck not even adults went through this. But here we are a 7 year old wishing to be left alone because he was scared of hurting people because of stupid words she was sure was the outcome of the people's hurtful words.
She quickly ran to his side and making sure to be gentle picked him up and hugged him. A true hug. A huf full of comfort. A hug a mother would give her child when they were scared or hurt. And this time was different. This time Conan relaxed into the hug. It's not like she didn't notice. Normally, when she hugged him he would tense up. Sh wasn't stupid… no. She just chose to overlook things. But this time… this time was different. He relaxed in her arms like a child would do in his mother's arms and started crying hard. Harder than he had ever before. All the pain that was in his heart spilled out crying like that was the only way to live. After all, that was what an emotional breakdown was. Just because he spoke today doesn't mean that this was over… No… this was far from over. This was just the beginning. The beginning of something terrible. The start of a passage through memory lane of the past.
All would be coming to light now. Stories that were once buried will come out. And we can only wish that the unhealed scars start to heal correctly.
Meanwhile
Haibara was worried. She may have acted cold in the room but she was worried. The state that he was in… She had never… not even in the most dangerous of times had he become like that. No. WHat was even more disturbing was that it scared her. She was not scared of him… no. She couldn't be scared of him. At the beginning maybe. Even with the knowledge that he was a highschooler that didn't stop her from knowing that he truly was a genius. Finding the truth to cases that stumped the best of the best and came up with plans that fooled a bloodthirsty organization and the FBI together. But no she wasn't scared of him. It was rather: for him. After the kids left, the state that he had been in… Even she had never been in that state and that was coming from the mouth of someone who had almost commit suicide. His state was hard to describe, but one thing was really evident… it was self-loathing.
It was like he held it in for so long, that there was finally too much and he exploded. That's what scared her. When she had felt the self-loathing, a half-hour later she couldn't deal with it and chose to end her life. The only reason she was alive right now was because of the very same person she was thinking about. He came in, forcefully took her hand and shielded her with his body and and save her from the exploding bus. Then to help her even more, he spread his own blood on her to get her away from that woman. He ignored himself even though he was hurt to make sure she was alright. Yet now here she was not even knowing how to help that person that did so much for her to live.
But she was curious. Curious about one thing. Why was it that when Kudo-kun was speaking about how he caused people to die there was this look in his eyes. A haunted look. Like he had seen it happen before and had proof. It made her curious to know why. She felt sorry for prying into private grounds that she had no permission to tread upon, yet she knew that she had to know if only to be able to help had a professor to call.
A/N: Hello and sorry to have to cut this chapter short but I was late and things came up and this is all I have right now. Now for the good news: Next chapter should have the good stuff. I promise. As for posting days (bad news) The day might have to change. I don't know exactly but it is possible. I will be sure to inform you once I'm sure. Anyways thanks for reading and please review. It makes me happy to know that the story is good. Goodbye!
