oThe Unexpected Thrill

Chapter Three...

Memories And Revelations

Heiji lay silently on the bed as Kazuha slept by the bed's side. He recalled the things that happened

that early morning at breakfast. First, he felt that strange pain rising up form his stomach then he

collapses then blacks out. Then he wakes up by noon, he overhears a conversation between Kazuha and

Fujine as of then, he was still half-asleep.

"Here...it's the basin of water that you asked for...um, it'll sure help the temperature go down...

Is he okay...? Is he still hot, Kazuha-chan?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"Huh...?"

"I mean, I...pushed you earlier this morning, and there were times that I was rude to you, but...

still you--- ---- forgive me....How come...?"

"I dunno, maybe because I just think of Heiji and you as friends...I don't have any other friends

than you, Ran-chan, Master Shinichi, Heiji-kun....(chuckles) and Conan-kun....

I don't wanna lose any more friends...."

"I see...Thanks anyway..."

"You like Heiji-kun don't you....?"

"Huh? I...I don't know we've been friends as long as I can remember....I just, react to the danger around

him too much....that's why I'm too rash or cold to everything when he gets hurt...I just don't know...

he's a big baka sometimes, he's annoying, he's...important to me..."

"(Chuckles) That's not an answer to my question, Kazuha-chan....hey, you're blushing!"

"Er,...uh...I'm not! Besides, the omamori will keep him safe anyway, I think heaven doesn't want to claim

this one as theirs...."

"(Giggling) Well, just keep praying he'll be safe then..."

"(Whispering) I will always do...."

Heiji looked at Kazuha with caring, solemn eyes as he held in his hand the charm necklace and

he sat up to look at her.

"(Whispering) The omamori...heh, thanks for being a big sister...and someone special to me...but I

guess it's you who kept me alive, not the omamori..."

He moved away the dark browwn bangs from Kazuha's face and stared at her.

"Feeling okay now?!"

Heiji jerked his head in surprise as he saw little Conan standing by the doorway with a kiddie grin.

"How long have you been there?!!!!"

"Um, 48 seconds and counting...."

"Hmph."

Silence filled the room. Heiji averted eye contact from Conan. Sometimes he just thought that Conan,

or Shinichi was too smart. Right now, he knows that Shinichi already knew what his feelings for Kazuha

were. It was eerily quiet. And as a detective himself, he was sure of what Conan has in mind. Time

seemed to freeze, no utter or word was delivered, nor those familiar sarcastic remarks. It was weird.

Until finally, little Conan broke the ice.

"Hattori, haven't you thought that it would be strange that you were perfectly fine yesterday then

now you get sick with a high fever?"

"WHA-?" Heiji blinked his eyes a couple of times as Conan abruptly began to evade the subject, and it

was a good thing for him. He also suddenly realized that what he said is apparantly true.

"You wouldn't think I was poisoned or something did you, Kudo?"

"It's weird." As usual, everytime Conan goes into a case, his mind setting shifts back to "GREAT

SHERLOCK HOLMES OF THE NINETIES MODE". His eyes were burning with wisdom which certainly, wasn't a

regular child's kind of look. Heiji just stared at him for a moment, he was getting used to his sudden

changes of attitude. It would be a great sight to see him pass adolescence again. Heh. Mood swings.

And as a detective, his own gears were starting to rev up. "The way they talk to us is also weird.

No doubt they are hiding something from us."

"Uh-huh. Don't tell me you just realized that now, Hattori."

"Okay, there you go again. Are you starting the bickering contest again?"

"Ssshhh. I'm thinking."

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Her soft footsteps echoed loud in the hall way, as she made her way to the library. It was 2 in the

morning. Everyone was asleep and she wanted to be alone for the time being. The halls were creepy.

So dark. The moon was shining brightly and the wind made the leaves rustle hard. Ran entered the

library in total deafening silence. Ran thought about Conan being Shinichi for a lot of times

already...she wanted to look at his childhood pictures in peace, where nobody would bother her.

She wanted to make sure Conan was different from her Shinichi...at least she thinks it's better.

No, it was worse. Thinking that Shinichi would suddenly vanish into thin air rather than turning

into a seven-year old who was always beside her and always protected her was a better thought.

She found an old photoalbum that seemed handmade. Stitches covered the side of the photoalbum,

and it seemed that it was tediously worked on...it was beautiful. On the front cover, initials

decorated it.

"R.M. ...wonder what's that supposed to mean?"

Ran opened the photoalbum and smiled. It was a picture with Shinichi, Fujine, Rose, Shiro, Derek

and Shinichi's parents.

Shinichi smiled happily in the picture, with those familiar clear blue eyes that she sees in

Conan.

Except, in Shinichi's childhood pictures, his eyes are so undoubtedly innocent. But Conan's...

there's always a spark of wisdom gleaming in his eyes. So Shinichi-like....only smaller and wider...

Boy did she miss him! But wait...Rose...she seemed very familiar in the picture...who could she

be?

The picture was dated 11 years ago. She looked at the other pictures and soon fell asleep after

being up all night.

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Conan was worried. Rose and the others have been searching for Ran all morning. Where was she?

They looked everywhere. They've looked for her in the gardens, the jacuzzi, the main halls...

why would she go exploring here? Ran wasn't really the type of girl who would go exploring...

besides, where could she go in this old mansion? Conan looked around and sighed. Then, he smiled.

"Of course! The library!" Conan rushed to the halls and went to the library. She found Ran and

the photoalbum. Ran slept peacefully her head rested upon the piles of detective and mystery stories

his father bought. Conan went a little bit closer to Ran. He missed talking to her as Shinichi.

"I miss you..." Conan sat down beside her and brushed his hand into her brown, shiny hair. In her

hands was the photoalbum. It also caught the detective's attention and he studied the initials.

"I wonder...." Conan smiled and opened the album. He saw the picture and this led him to great

shock.

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