Suspicions
Disclaimer: Not mine, that simple.
Series: Case closed Detective Conan
Main characters: Jimmy x Rachel Shinichi x Ran
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A/N: A short scene, Rachel remininsing on the past. And she runs into someone quite... Jimmyish. Romance starts from this chapter... i think. Please R&R.

—Chapter 2—

It had been better that taking a break from helping her dad solve cases. It gave her time to think.

She was alone again. Walking out in the streets, as the sky was getting darker. Every now and then she thought the same thoughts over and over again.

"Jimmy…" She muttered under her breath; feeling relieved just saying his name once again.

While walking, she ran across seeing that familiar house, standing in front of her. She wrapped her fingers around the fence, her eyes scanning, and millions of memories running through her mind. Rachel stared at the front door of Jimmy Kudo's house. It felt rather strange that she had been staring at that house for a while, but she had never took a second to take her eyes off of it. She never wanted to.

It started raining. Water ran through her hair, and down her face. And the wind started whipping her hair across her face. Her arms encircled her own body, and stopped her self from shivering.

The tips of her lips slowly rose at a thought, a memory that had occurred quiet often before Jimmy had disappeared. It was at this exact spot, and time.

She closed her eyes and remembered it clearly…

---flashback---

It was raining late at this night, rain pouring down at the two teenagers standing on the side of the house. After getting back from a case that took a day long, the 17 year old detective pulled out his keys and opened the gate, motioning her to hurry on in.

"Hurry Rachel, get inside." He said, taking a glance at the soaking girl before him. She ignored him.

"It feels so clean," She muttered to herself. She closed her eyes, and lifted her head, enjoying the rain that poured down on her. He watched her hazily through the rain, blushing.

"I'll walk home now." She turned on her heel, to the direction to where she lived.

"Then I'll walk you home."

She turned and faced him, "Jimmy, we're already at your house. Just go inside before you get sick."

"So what about you," he asked, concerned "You're going to walk home, get sick… without me?" he teased, Rachel's cheek flushed.

"No, I don't want you getting sick, period." He smiled, "Please, come inside." He pulled the gate wider, signaling her to enter before him.

"It's late, plus I'm already tired. I need to get home," Rachel looked up at the dark sky, "And if I don't start heading home now, it would be too late for me to walk home."

"Then you could sleep here with me?" Before he knew it, her fist was like a magnet being pulled by another magnet, which was his face.

"I didn't mean it like that!" he rubbed the forming bruise on his cheek.

"Sorry." Rachel sneezed. Feeling a warm hand press against her cheek, her eyes looked up, only to meet two blue orbs before her. Her face felt as cold as ice, and he slightly felt her teeth chattering.

"See, your getting really cold."

His hand reached down and grabbed hers, their fingers laced with each other. Her cheeks turned from pale white, to fire pink. She never took her eyes off of their hands, which was held together for quite a while.

"You stubborn woman," he pulled her into the gate, and into his house, "You've already caught a cold."

When they entered, He let her change in his extra clothes he had, which took him forever to make her wear. She can be very hard headed and stubborn at times. When he was done with that, He quickly let her lay in his bed, pulling the blanket over her. He stood up and looked down at her,

"Your dad, Rache? He's going to kill me." He winced at the thought.

"Your problem," She sneezed again. Jimmy laughed.

"Stop picking on me or you won't feel any better." He joked.

He was expecting her to hit him or something, but instead she agreed. He blinked in confusion.

"Your right, I'm jinxed." Rachel closed her eyes to sleep, "He's probably drunk anyways, so by tomorrow morning he won't even notice I was gone." she yawned, "Nighty, night."

Jimmy smiled, he turned around to quietly make his way out, but he was pulled back by something that gripped onto his wrist.

"Where are you going?" He heard her ask from behind him.

"I'm going to the other room, to sleep?" He answered in a question.

"You're not staying here with me?" Jimmy looked behind him, trying to see through the darkness in the room. He looked down at Rachel.

"Jimmy, I'm too scared to be alone in your huge room."

"Of what? What ever scares you; you could use your Karate skills, and kick their ass." He wasn't sure if he said it seriously, or if it was just another joke.

There was no response. Silence was growing, and he still felt the grip around his wrist.

"Just for tonight then," her grip finally loosened, and she smiled softly.

"Thanks Jimmy."

---End flashback---

She shook her head at the thought. She shouldn't fall for someone who isn't with her. It's not like they were going out. They were BEST friends. Just because they were opposite sex, doesn't mean anything.

And plus, she doesn't even know if he felt the same…

Maybe it was just an unrequited love...

She leaned forward, pushing her weight against the gate. Which made her stumble forward, as it pushed open. 'The gate was unlocked?'

She quietly stepped forward, trying not to make any noises, so she wouldn't be caught by anyone. Slowly, she stepped up and reached for the front door's knob. Her hand was shaking.

'Dammit, it's lock.' She cursed. Her dripping hair froze up her shoulders, so she laid her head against the door, wrapping her own arms around her, to stop herself from shivering.

Rachel had jumped and slightly screamed, as someone from behind her had wrapped their arms around her, pulling her into their own warm and dried, covered body. Without struggling and looking back, she leaned against that person, and she closed her eyes.

It felt so familiar…

Her eyes shot opened. 'It… couldn't be…?'

Rachel whirled around, and gasped. She pressed her eyes closed to clear her vision. Hazily, she looked up at him again. 'This is what you get from crying too much, especially in the rain' She could barely see him, but she thought…

'It has to be him, it just has to be…' she hoped.

"Jimmy," she pushed back, to take a good look at him. She barely could see his face, because his bangs fell over his eyes, and the shade of the umbrella he held over his head. He wore a warm green jacket, with long jean pants.

"…Jimmy Kudo, is it really you?" her eyes were pleading, pain shooting through her whole body.

She had heard no response. This had freaked her out; she hated it when he was so mysterious.

"Jimmy Kudo… just answer me… dammit…" was all she could only choke out, her voice was cracking. Everything was suddenly starting to fade away. Her legs started to shake, and she started loosing balance.

"What are you doing here?" finally he answers her.

"Do you …know how… worried… I was?" More tears fell from her eyes, as she felt like she was slowly falling forward. Why was everything getting so fuzzy? And why was she starting to loose conscious…?

"I missed you so much."

He had caught her before she could fall to the ground.

"Rachel, Are you okay? Don't, Rachel, Wake up!" She gripped onto his shirt. She held onto him as if she never wanted to loose him again. As everything was fading away, his face… his voice…

It was like she was in another world.

Oh, whos that! you'll have to wait till next chapter... )

A/N: Much different since the last chapter. I think I should of started it off with this Chapter. But neh, if you guys keep reading, i think you guys will get the hang of this story. But please tell me what you think so far. Just click the review button!

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