Nightfall
This is it folks! The last chapter of my first story. Don't worry, though. I have a sequel that I'm going to post soon. Anyways, enjoy! …and I would like to thank KagomeChic for… You know… The beta read…
Disclaimer: If you still don't get it, I don't own Detective Conan. All characters are the work of the genius Gosho Aoyama. Duh…
Chapter Three
'Oh, crap. He knows… After all that time trying to conceal that, it still comes out!' She froze when the realization hit her. 'Shinichi knows that… that I love him…' Her face turned a hundred shades of red.
He saw her stiffen when he finished that statement. …and got ready to run. Ran wasn't exactly known for her coping too well with unexpected events… Except for murders… He suspected that she was about to blow. And he backed away again, towards the door out of his room… Besides, who knows if that blush was from embarrassment or anger?
"Shinichi!" It was different this time. No embarrassment or relief. Okay, maybe embarrassment, but definitely not relief. It was embarrassment and anger. Especially anger.
'Run!' He pelted out of the gateway to hell and flew down the steps of the agency. He ran towards the place that he knew was safe. Towards Dr. Agasa's house. Unfortunately, Ran could run really fast. Her anger didn't really help either…
The rare passerby on the deserted streets turned around and stared at a pair of silhouettes speeding past them. They all shook their heads and slowly resumed what they were doing. After the cursing stopped reaching their ears.
He was in trouble. There were times that being a kid was helpful. Not now. Gasping and wheezing, he stumbled down the home stretch. Just as his house appeared in view, Ran came out of nowhere and grabbed him by his shirt.
"Stand still!" Her hand was unforgiving, twisting the collar so tight that he couldn't breath.
"Ack! …Need…air…" he gasped as he continued in vain to escape her grasp.
"Not until you explain some things to me, Shinichi!"
'Damn it… first my identity, now my pride. How many other ways can this day go wrong?' All the same, he felt a glow inside of him. It was…relief. Sweet, glorious relief at last. No more! No more does he have to hide it! No more having to lie to the one he care about… Love…
She saw him suddenly going slack, and loosened her grip, fearing that he had choked. She turned him around, surprised once again that he wasn't struggling…
"So… What do you want to know?"
They were in his house. Shinichi's house, thinking it might not be a good idea to talk to each other about…well, about whom he really was, in public…
"So what do you know?"
"I… Um… I know that you love me… And-" A sweating fish was in the seat across from Ran.
"Stop." Her hands were already on her hips, glaring at him. "You were taking advantage of me, weren't you? Acting like you were innocent when we 'first' met. Asking whether I had…any feelings for you…"
He sighed. "Well… Yes, Ran, I did. I'm really sorry." He looked down in apparent shame. Inside, however… 'Yep! I did! And I figured it out at last the first time I met you as Conan.'
Unfortunately for our young detective, Ran saw through that lie as soon as the words left his mouth. "Yeah, right. 'I'm so sorry Ran!'" She mocked him, taking pleasure at his blush. Then another thought came to mind, one that just about made her faint…
He saw the glassy look, and his mind stopped. 'Oh… Shit!'
"Shinichi!" Her hands were in fists again. Her instincts started to take over her mind, overriding any rational though. Fortunately, this took place, for otherwise… Well put it this way. Our young detective would have found himself in orbit. Around the nearest star. With a dent in his stomach. And an asteroid behind him. 'He saw me naked!'
'Oh God, please have mercy upon my soul…'
An hour later, both sweating and tired, they went into a certain room. They both looked at the surroundings, taking in the subtle hints of who was its former inhabitant. The soccer ball. A childish drawing of Sherlock Holmes. Pictures of mom and dad. His room. She wandered around the room, going through his stuff like she used to, in a time long ago. He remained at the doorway, shuffling his feet. Both still had so many secrets in their hearts, remaining hidden. But both remained silent, treasuring this moment that had become so rare since that fateful night. They made their way to the window, and looked out. The moon was shining, a guide for the lost, a beacon for the hopeless. And they stayed that way, waiting for the night pass; for every night, there was the day. The moon is merely a respite for the weary. The day brought danger, but also brought true peace.
And they waited for light at the end of the tunnel…
The End
Yay! I'm done with my first ever fanfic! Wohoo!
I would like to thank:
'Troy Thomas,'
'Sherlock-fan 19,'
'MoonShadowWich,'
'KagomeChic,'
'magicbulletgirl,'
'Lyn Jarewo Wors,'
'Kuroya,'
'Scott-is-a-loser,' and
'Natsuko'
for their new reviews.
Did you notice? I added another chapter to this story! Well, not a story, just a teaser for the next story. It's called "Tomorrow," and will probably be put up sometime in February. I know, I know, I said above that it's going to be put up in November, but, as most of you already know, I was grounded. Well, I'm not anymore, and am putting the last touches to the story. So, click that little arrow button and go read the teaser already! And enjoy!
Chinese-freak 01.09.2005
PS: Thanks, Troy, for your comments! See, I actually don't really suck at summaries; I just wanted to write something different to catch a reader's eye. But thanks! I appreciate it!