CHAPTER 3

The next day was terrible.

Shiho had avoided him all day, all the way from the beginning of school to the very end of it. The only time she talked to him was when she had asked him to pass on the worksheets in front during science class. Heck, she even woke up earlier than him to go off to school by herself. He didn't mind to hang out with Yoro and the rest, but with the exception of Ran, Sonoko AND most importantly his newest best friend, Shiho, school was a classic bore.

Oh well.

There was soccer, at least.

He sighed once more to find the three of his best friends' eyes practically boring into his skull.

" What?" he said wearily.

" You didn't talk to Shiho today," one said.

" Well spotted." He said acidly.

" What happened?" Yoro asked, eyes large with interest.

" I---," he started. " Nothing." He ended, somewhat lamely.

The other three looked at him with raised eyebrows, but said nothing. The walk to the soccer court seemed exceptionally long, and his eyes widened as he saw Shiho, her hands on her hips, looking at a few other guys play basketball with four girls by her side. He blushed.

She looked beautiful in everything, he said to himself, his eyes wandering from her slim waist to the light, creamy legs that were shown through that short pair of pants she wore. He bit his lip and opened his mouth to say something as she turned around and noticed him. But she turned away again and walked away, the other four girls following in her footsteps.

" Checkmate," Yoro said, breathing a sigh.

" You being hated, that's for sure." Another said.

Shinichi nodded glumly.

He knew they were right.

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He was back in action the next day. For some reason Hakuba was elected the second captain to him. He played rather well; he had to admit, scoring the first kick of the game against Shinichi's goalkeeper. But Shinichi easily dribbled past him and scored the second of the game.

He smirked at the girl's section, wondering if Shiho had seen him. Then he frowned. What was with the crowd? He stopped running and peered. Someone had obviously fallen down, he thought to himself as he started to run after being hit on the head by Sanshriyuki.

Then he gasped.

It was Shiho!!!

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Shiho stirred.

Where was she?

She remembered playing footsal with a couple of the girls, and had to defend one of the biggest girls in there. She was almost as large as Genta's father, come to think of that. The girl had shoved her in the corner, and all she remembered was hitting against the wall pretty darn hard.

She opened her eyes.

It seemed like a hospital room. It was empty, except for someone who was putting a wet towel on her forehead. She smiled softly as she felt it. It was warm. She opened her eyes to see who had done it.

" Hi," Shinichi said nervously.

" Kudo!" she yelled, sitting up right, the towel falling off her head.

" Careful!" he said, dropping what he was holding.

" YOU better be careful," she said, getting to her feet. Her head still hurt like crazy, but she wanted to stay as far away as this pervert as possible.

" Shiho, you---,"

" Don't call me by my first name!" she yelled, running for the door.

He grabbed her by the hand and filled with unknown anger, she whirled around and tried to slap him again but with lighting quick reflexes, he grabbed it with the other hand and pinned her against the wall.

She winced slightly in pain as her head hit the wall slightly, increasing the pain in her head. His face was dangerously close to hers again, and she could see a slight blush appear on his cheeks.

He could feel her minty breath breathing against him and the blush on his face reddened considerably.

" Shiho," he whispered.

" It's Miyano for you," she said, getting angrier by the moment. " Now get the Hell off me. I'm not totally defenseless, you know. I was trained by the Black Organization."

His head was screaming at him to pull away but his whole body was numb and with quivering lips he bent forward to press his lips against her. She froze. She opened her mouth to yell at him once more but gasped as he took the chance to allow his tongue to slither into her mouth.

She whimpered. She had a direct angle to kick him in the crotch so well that he would be feeling it until the next week, but somehow her legs were feeling like they were about to give way, and it was a miracle that she was still able to stand up. She moaned as his lips left hers and kissed the base of her neck, and wrapped her arms around his neck. Suddenly her eyes flicked open.

Wait a minute.

This seemed familiar.

HE LOOKED AT HER DIARY.

And she had told him not to too.

AND WAS HE KISSING HER??????

Biting her lip, she braced herself and kicked him right in the area, hearing him moan and fall backwards. Anger filling her once more, she wiped her lips with the back of her sleeve. " You," she whispered. " Have got to be the most sick, disgusting, irritating pervert on the face of the earth."

" W---Wait! Shiho!" he yelled.

But she was gone.

He cursed under his breath.

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SHIHO'S DIARY

(That stupid Shinichi. Just when I started to fall for him again slightly, he has to go do that. I don't know what's wrong with me. Why am I friends with that creep? Thank God that the Professor is still here, or else if I were to live alone in the same house with him, I don't know what on Earth I'd do. I hate Kudo Shinichi. We're just friends. No. Even THAT is too good to hear. We're just roommates. We're nothing. I hate him. I hate Kudo Shinichi)

Shinichi sighed.

He heard her hands typing furiously on the keyboard and he had the sneaking suspicion that it had something to do with him. His hand rose to knock, but dropped it again. He bit his lip. He admitted he DID go over the line way too much, but did she ever take a look in the mirror lately?

Just a few centimeters away from her, and she could drive a polar bear to the desert. She took a step back, ready to retreat, but thought better of it. He was ready to knock again, when the door swung open, and Shiho's bored face came to meet him again. At the sight of him, it turned from bored to confused to shocked to a final touch of red anger.

" Kudo---," she growled.

" I was just---," he said.

" Trying to look at my diary again?" she asked.

" No." he said, looking away. " I was---,"

" Although I would LOVE to spends hours just listening to you talk about your life," she said sarcastically. " I have things to do, so I guess I'd be seeing you sometime later, Kudo."

He watched her leave and the very second he opened his mouth he found out she had slammed the door shut of her room.

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" Ah? A quarrel?"

Shinichi blushed and bit his lip. " Yeah," he said into his handphone. He had purposely went outside the Professor's house so that Shiho wouldn't listen to his conversation with Heiji, but he couldn't make any chances, so he was speaking as softly as he could.

" And---I was thinking---have you ever offended Kazuya---well, really badly or anything that made her really pissed?"

" Well," Heiji said, and there was a pause. " I DID once call her a water buffalo---," he said, hesitating.

Shinichi rolled his eyes.

" NO, dumbass, like---REALLY offending."

There was another pause again, and then came Heiji's voice. " Yeah. I remember." He said in a voice of reminiscing that he had never heard Heiji speak of before. " It was a day when we had gone out and as usual we got into an argument. All of a sudden she said something really self-offending, and then I said I loved her."

Shinichi's eyes widened.

" Yeah?" he whispered, interested.

" Then---," he went on. " I told her that I hated her, because of all the stupid things she did---I don't know how it happened---and then she cried and ran off."

Shinichi's mouth opened wide.

" How did you two get back together?"

He could have felt Heiji's smile all over the phone.

" I can't tell you that," he said. " But as for Shiho---you might have to figure this one out yourself."

And he hung up.

Shinichi put down his phone.

Great help THAT was.

He looked up at the sky. Oh damn. It was starting to rain. THAT'LL help. He bit his lip and put his handphone into his pocket. He ran up the steps just as it started to pour with rain. He wrenched at the doorknob. Locked. Oh brilliant. " Hey! Professor! Let me in!" he yelled.

Nobody answered.

" HEY!" he yelled again, banging on the door as he started to get drenched through his clothes.

Inside, Shiho was locked up in her bathroom, looking for spare shampoo for her bath. Nothing. She bit her lip. There was no use asking the Professor because he had left by the backdoor to go to the grocery store. She looked outside the door. She was sure Shinichi had some left----

Her face burned.

What was she thinking?

How could she ask anything from that creep?

She bit her lip and made a move to the door, deciding. She sighed in defeat. It was nothing. She was just borrowing shampoo from a roommate. That was all. She sighed and walked to his room door and knocked softly on it. " Kudo?" she asked. " Are you in there?"

No answer.

She knocked harder this time.

" Kudo?"

Still no answer. She wrenched at the door handle impatiently and was surprised to see it open. She flung the door open to come to meet an empty room. She looked out the window at the pouring rain.

" Oh crud." She whispered.

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" Oh crud," Shinichi muttered, yanking up his jacket to cover his head as he looked for shelter. The rain was pouring down in buckets now, and there was no bus station or taxi stop as far as the eye could see. He didn't know how far he was from home now, but for some reason the people couldn't hear him. Was Shiho still angry? He couldn't blame her, what he didn't was indeed over the line.

But what about the professor?

Was the rain pouring down too hard?

He sat down at a park bench.

Might as well die in the rain dripping wet. Plus, he was tired. He was glad that his pants were think, so that they sheltered his handphone. Handphone? What an ass he was being! Crouching low as not to wet his phone, he dialed the house. It rang and rang. But nobody picked up. Angrily, he shoved it back into his pocket. It was really cold out here.

" Damn it, Shiho---," he whispered.

" Kudo!"

" Okay, I'm hearing things now---,"

" Kudo!"

" Damn it, stop---,"

" SHINICHI!!!"

He looked up surprised, and found Shiho running towards him, a worried expression on her face.

" Shiho," he whispered.

" What the HELL are you doing here?" she yelled at him, the umbrella over her head automatically sheltering him.

She had ran all the way---to get him??

" Do you know how worried I've been?" she shouted on. " I thought that the Black Organization would have gotten you! Do you know how dangerous it is to be out here? What if----,"

He cut her off by wrenching her into a hug, wrapping his arms tightly around her. For some miraculous reason she didn't pull away. She hugged him back. The Professor walked along, umbrella in hand, holding a bag of groceries in his hand. He turned the corner and saw them. Shocked, he took a step back and hid behind the wall. He thought for a moment before smiling, and took another way home.

"Come on," Shiho whispered into his ear.

" We'd better be heading home."

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" Feeling better?" the Professor asked, wrapping a blanket around him. Shinichi sneezed and held his nose.

" Yeah," he answered back, lying down on the couch. The room seemed unusually warm all of a sudden, and it was only now when he really appreciated the warmth of the house. " Where's Shiho?"

" Here." She said, and he turned around to see Shiho holding a pot of chicken porridge in her hands. " This may not be as good as what Ran makes you but hey, at least it's edible."

The Professor, taking it that it was his cue to leave, got up quietly and made his way downstairs. Shiho watched him leave as Shinichi put the lid off the pot and placed a spoon into the porridge peacefully. He looked up to see the back of Shiho and he bit his lip. He knew that she was angry. She had every bit of reason to be angry, but he didn't think he could spend another day in or out of school without having Shiho as one of his best friends.

" Shi---Miyano," he said, and she turned, surprised.

" I---I'm really sorry,"

She didn't say anything, but turn her head away.

" I knew that I shouldn't have done anything that would harm you---and----all I hope that is that you would be my friend again."

There was utter silence that followed.

She turned around.

She was smiling.

" Alright then," she grinned.

He smiled and reached into a huge hug and she yelped.

" The porridge!" she yelled. " The porridge!"

The Professor watched them through the crack in the doorway.

He smiled softly and shut the door.

END OF CHAPTER 2

Hey, I have rather bad news everyone. I'm getting a serious case of writers block. (Swoons---) And plus, my stupid school is starting again so I might take longer to do the next chapter. I'm struggling here. I don't know which ones to do---but, if you have any stuff to tell me, please put it in the review! Okay, thanks!!! Please read and review my other stories too ah---thank you----

OPTIONS

Have them play a game of Truth or Dare.

Stuck in a lift

Shiho gets sick

Gin finally gets out

Thank you all. Mt brain's slowly disappearing------