AN: The people who are to blame for this know exactly who they are, and I'll leave this at that. Anyways, have a quick oneshot about two of everyone's favorite detco police trio!

Until next time!

Coffee, Please

Characters: Uehara Yui, Yamato Kansuke

Summary: There's a reason that Kansuke refers to Yui's coffee as bad- and it's not a reason that people would usually suspect.

"Order for Uehara-san!"

"Kan-chan, come on, they called our name!" Getting to her feet, Uehara Yui made her way over towards the counter of the cafe that they had stopped in for their lunch break. It was a bit out of their usual area, but they had ended up here because of a case, and had decided that it was really too much of a bother to go back to their usual stomping grounds at the moment.

"I heard them, Uehara. And I've already told you, it's not Kan-chan." Though the gaze he directed towards Yui was rather disgruntled, she all but brushed it off, not allowing such a thing to bother her.

She was used to it, after all.

"Yes, yes, Inspector Yamato." Yui said simply, a hint of a smile on her face. "Though for the record, we're not really on duty right now, so I could actually call you whatever I like."

"Um?"

"Ah, sorry!" Quickly turning to the poor barista, who had been staring at them all this time, with their cups in her hands, Yui gave her an apologetic smile. "Don't mind us. You said you had the order for Uehara ready?"

"Ah, yes!" With a quick nod of her head, the barista glanced between the pair. It seemed fairly easy to tell which one wanted which drink, just by looking at them, even though it had been the woman who had ordered them both. "One hot black coffee, and one iced dark mocha chip frappuccino with two shots of caramel, and a chocolate drizzle, correct?"

"That's right." Yui confirmed nodding her head. "I'm amazed that you remembered that all. Usually someone forgets at least one thing."

"Well, it's not my first day at this job, after all!" The barista happily supplied, before handing the pair their drinks. "Here you go!"

"Ah..." Pausing for a moment, Yui accepted the cup that she was offered, for the moment, deciding to bit her tongue. After all, after she had just said a thing like that, it would be rude to...

"Oi, Uehara, here." Heedless of any such tact his partner felt, Kansuke slipped the cup that he had been given into Yui's free hand, it's warmth seeping into her fingers. With his hand freed, he then deftly snatched the cup that she had been given, ice clattering against the plastic cup as he took it for his own.

Laughing nervously as her gaze flickered over towards the barista, who had enough wisdom to quickly snap her mouth shut as their eyes met, Yui merely gave the woman a nod of her head. Well, it wasn't an uncommon mistake to make, really- they had finally gotten used to it at the coffee shop closest to headquarters, but as for everywhere else...

It couldn't be helped, really.

Her fondness for black coffee was one thing, but with a face like that, probably no one in the world would ever suspect that Yamato Kansuke had a fondness for the sweet stuff. Perhaps even that curious child from the Mouri Detective Agency would be surprised.

When Kansuke casually placed his fourth cube of sugar into the coffee that Mouri Ran had offered to him, there was an almost uneasy silence that fell over the detective agency. One that perhaps thankfully, Kansuke himself didn't notice.

When he reached for his fifth, and final cube, out of the corner of her eye, Yui could just make out the sight of Edogawa Conan trying to fight back a gag. Heaving a slight sigh to herself, Yui merely took a sip of her own coffee- only to find herself lamenting that it wasn't nearly as strong as a proper pot should be.

Making a mental note to teach Ran the correct method for brewing a proper cup of coffee one day, Yui merely watched as Kansuke went for the cream, and Conan gave up on masking his already thinly veiled disgust.