AN: And now for just a quick bit of Kazuhei fluff for everyone's fluff needs- but mostly my own. When are the Conan animators going to start drawing Heiji's eyes more accurate to how they're drawn in the manga because good lord that boy has him some pretty eyes.

Eyes

Characters: Kazuha Toyama, Heiji Hattori

Summary: Heiji's eyes, she decided, were completely unfair.

Sometimes she wondered if he had any idea of how damnably pretty his own eyes were.

If she had to hazard a guess, the answer would be no. In spite of being a well known high school detective who had solved countless cases, there were any number of things that her childhood friend, Hattori Heiji, was completely clueless about. While her feelings for him was chief among them, they surely weren't the only thing he was oblivious about.

Heiji's dark skin came from his grandfather, his thick eyebrows came from his father, and his eyes? His eyes came straight from his mother.

And sometimes she just couldn't get enough of looking at them.

She loved everything about them- from their blue color, to his rather long eyelashes. Really, they were almost too pretty to be wasted on a guy like Heiji, who had no knowledge of just how enchanting they were. As much as she loved the smile that he wore on his face whenever he solved a case, Kazuha couldn't help but puff out her cheeks a little whenever he turned that beloved cap of his around, switching on the trigger that allowed him to focus on the case at hand.

Because as much as she loved that smile, she also loved his eyes- and when his cap was worn forwards, they became harder for her to see.

She'd mentioned it to Ran once, and although her friend had given her a small laugh as she vented her frustrations, she did sheepishly in the end mention that yes, she in fact thought that Heiji had very pretty eyes. While she loved Shinichi's eyes the best, of course, she did willingly admit that she wouldn't describe them as pretty- when Kazuha had pushed Ran for the words that she did want to use, the girl had squeaked, turning a bright shade of red, expertly changing the topic and avoiding the issue entirely.

She'd get back to her on that someday, Kazuha thought to herself.

"Kazuha? Hey, Kazuha, are ya listenin'?"

"H-huh? Oh, yes! I am!" Giving Heiji a quick nod of her head, Kazuha gave him something of a sheepish smile. There was no way she was going to admit that she'd actually found herself lost in his eyes for a moment- absolutely no way. "Do continue, Heiji."

"Ya weren't listenin' at all, were ya." As Heiji's eyes narrowed, Kazuha couldn't help but flush a little underneath the intensity of his gaze. "Honestly, an' ta think yer the one who's always complainin' that I don't listen ta you all the way through, an' here ya are, doin' it yerself ta me."

"Well, ya know what they say, Heiji." Kazuha said lightly, a slightly amused grin crossing her face. "Turnabout is fair play."

"Oh, is that so?" Heiji asked, leaning his chin into his hand, quirking a brow. "You were lost in thought about somethin', weren't ya?"

"Well, ya could say that." Kazuha confessed. "It's not anythin' important though, so don't worry about it, Heiji."

After all, there's no way she was going to tell him that the subject she'd been lost in thought about was none other than his eyes. His uselessly pretty eyes, which were now fully fixed on her, making the beating of her heart quicken it's pace just a little.

"If ya say so, Kazuha." Blinking a little, Heiji nevertheless cast a slightly fond smile towards her. "Anyways, like I was sayin'-"

As she watched the way his eyes lit up and sparkled as he continued his story, Kazuha couldn't help but worried if the gods were perhaps, playing a trick on her. When you wrapped up those beautiful eyes in the package that was her childhood friend, then there was no way that she wouldn't wind up falling in love with him eventually. It was almost as if they had laid a trap for her.

Heiji's eyes, she decided, were completely unfair.