Winter
Everyone has their own sufferings, their own trials, but somehow, people go through it… Though the snow-covered city seemed so pure and so calm, this city is, believe it or not, full of problems.
As people say, there is always a false face that everyone—and everything—has to go through.
Like winter, which seems to look so wonderful, is in reality, just a death weapon of the skies…
Though that is, the plants, the animals… They aren't dead, but asleep, rather; unable to move because of the snow, but rather, able to live because they have something to make them live—it seems like a mechanism; this is done annually, but then again, it could be food (most likely), or for us human beings, it is…
…Somebody to love…
She hid under her blankets, yet she was still shivering. She can't sleep, so she looks outside the window and sees her part of the city covered in snow; the marvel, the beauty that most people come to cherish, if there was something to cherish about winter. Somehow, just standing like that didn't make her feel so cold, even if she didn't have anything on her except her pajamas and her sweater. She still continued to admire how the snow could stay so tranquil like that; she wished she was calm and cool-headed and not hotheaded like herself.
She would never know, though, whether or not he would come back, whether or not he would make it alive. Form the looks of it, this case seems like his hardest to solve; she just hopes that this particular case isn't life threatening. Even as she encouraged herself, no, Shinichi isn't about to die, she can't help thinking that his last call was months ago, and that Shinichi was already dead. She cried every other night just thinking about him, acting somehow, un-Ran-like as she usually is these days. She seems to be so… Quiet… She seems like she was never going to be her old self again.
For she never knew the outcome of what is to happen, she just thought of leaving it be; Shinichi is better than that, she thought. Somehow, she still cried every single night of her life, and yet she stopped crying, for someone there had showed her how to keep on living. That someone that comforted her every single night that she was more an older brother to her than a little brother; after all, he did think older than his age, right?
But no. Much as she hated it, Shinichi was not Edogawa Conan. Shinichi shrinking was just impossible.
When she was too tired to even recognize if it was Conan or Shinichi anymore, she just cries on his shoulders, hugs him, whispering Shinichi's name over and over.
Somehow, she wishes that she isn't this soft about Shinichi… Somehow, she just wishes that Shinichi was just like any other person, but…
…But Shinichi was special. Why was he though? He was arrogant, and besides, he was never there when she needed him most. All he did was call, and besides, he didn't call anymore, but why?
Most probably it was because…
Conan was worried; ever since winter officially started, Ran has been acting strangely.
Whenever he would try to sleep late at night, he would hear some sobbing over at the other room. He went to the other room and opened the door, only to see Ran hugging her knees and crying out, Shinichi!
Conan could not do anything but to hug her; it was the only thing he could do with this midget body of his. He tries comforting her, and yet nothing happens—until a few seconds later, when she is too tired to notice that the person that she was hugging was not Shinichi, but Conan… Little Conan Edogawa, and nothing more.
About an hour after Conan went inside the room, he goes out. When he was finally at his bedside, he cries, too, for he alone was the cause of his beloved to cry; he was the cause of Ran's suffering at the present.
Conan finally drifts to sleep, but before he even fell asleep, he somehow manages to mutter, I'm sorry, Ran… I can't… Because if I do… You will have to go through danger, and I truly don't want you to go through that…
…I love you, Ran…
A/N: Kinda sucky, huh? Oh yeah! I just found out that begging for reviews are impolite, so I won't. So, happy reading!
By the way, I know that this isn't exactly the nicest story ever, but then take into consideration that I am just a first-timer, so you get it.
Look out for the next chapter! (I've changed my ways; I now have deadlines for my stories!)