Six Words Love Letter

(HeijixKazuha)

Disclaimer: Detective Conan belongs to the great Gosho Aoyama-sensei ! I want to thank him for creating DConan. It gave meaning to my life.

Engineer MOTZ1412: Good day to my lovely passengers!

Shinichi: Yo!

Engineer MOTZ1412: O-oi! Since when did you transform to your old self again?

Shinichi: Old?! –eye twitches, eyes Aikamotz-

MOTZ1412: Nya-! -sweat drops- Anyway, Today's trip will be about a chain letter that inspired me to write this.

Shinichi: -mumbles- Pathetic

MOTZ1412: You try to write, Great Meitantei!

Shinichi: Whatever

MOTZ1412: Hmph! I'll make sure the next story (which will feature ShinxRan), you will suffer! Nyahahaahahahaha!

Shinichi: O-oi! Don't you dare!

MOTZ1412: Make me! –runs like an idiot- Anyway! Today's trip is entitled, "Six Words Love Letter" and features Heiji and Kazuha! –runs off-

Shinichi: Get back here, you!!!

"Keiko," a woman, about 32 in age, tapped her daughter, who was lying on the couch as she was reading a detective novel.

"Ugh," her daughter mumbled, as her eyes was glued to the book.

"Keiko," her mother called again.

"Ugh,"

Suddenly, her mother grabbed the book and raise it up high, "listen to me," she commanded.

"Eh!! I was reading that!" Keiko complained as she stood up and tried to reach the book.

"Not until you finish up in the attic like I told you to do so, young lady!" the elder woman ordered, "jeez! You're just like your father!" she exclaimed, exhausted.

"I heard my name," a dark-skinned man entered the living room, holding a detective novel. He laid down on the couch and started reading. His wife looked at him with half-moon eyes, her hands on her waist; her eyebrow twitched. She sighed and massaged the bridge of her nose with her index finger and thumb, "Heiji!" she called out.

"Ugh," he replied, his eyes glued to the words.

"HEI-JI!"

"Ugh,"

She sighed again and grabbed the book but instead of raising it up (since Heiji is taller than her), she hid it behind her. "Hey, I was reading that, Kazuha!" he complained as he stood up. Hattori Kazuha turned to her daughter, about 9 in age, and looked at her with half-moon eyes, "does this remind you of SOMEONE?" Kazuha asked. The girl nodded silently. Heiji just stood there in confusion.

"Keiko," Kazuha sighed and kneeled down to have the same level as with her daughter, "I know how much you love Ellery Queen," she calmly said. She looked at her husband, "just like you're dad," her eyes shot him a 'we'll-have-THE-talk-later' look. He gulped and loosened his necktie. She sighed again and turned to her daughter, "but detective novels, crimes, mysteries and people getting shot are not the things a little girl like you should read, understand me?" she said, so calm that it made her daughter smiled. Kazuha tucked her daughter's hair behind her ears, "now, go clean the attic, please?" Kazuha smiled. Her daughter smiled and ran upstairs.

Kazuha stood up, her back facing Heiji. "Kazuha, let's n-not be harsh," he smiled nervously. "As for you!" she almost shouted, making Heiji shiver, "we'll talk in the kitchen," she walked towards the living room and to the kitchen. "Can you use that 'calm voice' to me like Keiko's?" he pleaded. "Come here!" she shouted from the kitchen.

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Keiko pulled down a think rope that was attached to the ladder. She pulled harder and it fell down hard and dusts fell as she coughed and fanned away the dusts. She climbed onto the ladder and opened the entrance to the attic. Dusts were everywhere and as she coughed, she fanned away the dusts.

Alas, she entered the dusty attic and began moving boxes. As she moved the boxes, a frame fell from one of them. She picked it up and blew away the dusts that were covering it. There, she saw a high-school boy with dark skin, "this must be dad," she smiled and her attention was caught by the girl beside him. She was also a high school student, her hair ponytailed. She was hugging her dad's arm, smiling happily, "this must be mom! She looks just like me," she smiled. But then she spotted something; something that bothered her so much.

She immediately came stumbling into the kitchen, she looked at the kettle that was producing blowing sounds. She sighed, taking a deep breath, "MOM!!!" she shouted. Suddenly, behind the sliding door that led towards the garden, Kazuha and Heiji appeared.

"Honey? What's wrong?" she nervously asked, "did something happened? Are you hurt?" Kazuha kneeled in front of her daughter, examining her arms.

"I'm fine, mom," she smiled,looking at her mom's hand as it was rubbing the little girl's arm. But her attention was caught by the look on her father's face.

"Did you two have a fight?" the little girl asked. "N-no, honey," Kazuha smiled nervously. "B-but," Keiko continued, "dad has a big bump on his head," she pointed. "Oh this? I slipped," Heiji smiled, trying to hide the fact that they did have a fight and if they mention this to her, she would be scared.

"B-but," she said again, "I swear you two were fighting," she reasoned out.

"How do you say we did?" Kazuha asked her with a sweat dropped.

Keiko put her hand under her chin, "well," she mumbled, "dad has that red stain on his collar," she pointed. Kazuha looked at his collar in amazement. "That's because I saw mommy painting her nails while talking to Auntie Ran on the phone, just before she went to the living room to scold me," Keiko smiled, "and since everytime you fight, you always clutch daddy's collar," she reasoned out, demonstrating.

"W-well," Kazuha looked at her daughter in amazement.

"Plus," her daughter continued, "when mommy was examining my arm, I noticed that her hand was red, indicating that she hit daddy on the head, which caused the bump," she smiled, "and the kettle was already producing noises, giving me a clue that you and daddy were in the garden again," she looked at her mom and then to her dad, "did I miss anything?" she asked innocently.

Kazuha stood up, "so what if we were in the garden? We could be talking," she smiled at the little one. Heiji just stood there, amazed by her daughter.

"That's easy," she grinned, "if ever you were just talking, you would have just talked about it during lunch 'cause you always do that. Dad told me once that he hated the smell of the garden because the flowers had this weird smell," she smiled, looking at her dad then to her mom, "plus, you always fight in the garden because you knew I was allergic to roses and that you two don't want me to hear you fight," she smirked, "that's all, right?" she asked.

Heiji kneeled down and patted her little girl, "that's my girl," he smiled.

Kazuha smiled, her eyes softened, "perfect deduction, princess," she congratulated. "Oh yeah," she put her hand in her pocket and got a photo, "daddy? Why were you trying to smile when you're hurt?" Keiko asked. Heiji stood up as he took the photo. Kazuha took a glance then she looked her daughter, "how did you know he's hurt?" she asked.

"Well, look," she pulled her dad's arms, signaling him to kneel. As he did, she pointed, "dad's sleeves are bulgy. Indicating that there are bandages inside his sleeves," she smiled. "That doesn't prove anything," Heiji looked at her. "See here?" she pointed on his left palm, "there's a bandage," she smiled. Heiji sighed, "wow, I thought you never saw that," he scratched his head. "Anyway, tell me!" she pleaded. Heiji shook her head, "maybe when you're old enough, Miss Detective," he winked.

"Okay," she pouted, "I'm outta here," she left the kitchen.

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Heiji sat on the couch while Kazuha sat beside him. They took another look at the picture, "it was tragic," she whispered sadly. "Almost cost my life," he replied.

(FLASHBACK)

Heiji was silently driving his motorcycle and behind him was his girlfriend, Kazuha. Her head leaned against his back, her arms around his stomach. She sighed sadly, holding back her tears. They had THE fight again. It was the 8th fight that they had that week. His sunglasses hid his sad eyes, frustrated mixed with sorrow. He sighed as he speeded his motorcycle.

Suddenly, she opened her mouth, "H-Heiji," she sadly said, "I…," her voice softened, "I don't think we should go one like this. We should end this once and for all," she tried being strong but her eyes gathered the tears and she couldn't hold it back. A tear dropped but because of the speed, it dried up easily.

Heiji glanced behind him and handed her a piece of paper that was crumpled. She accepted it, clutching it for it may be the last gift that she would ever receive from him. She looked at him sadly and because Heiji was hurt by the sad look on her face, he couldn't look straight the road.

"HEIJI! Look out!" she shouted. The truck beeped while Heiji hugged Kazuha to protect her. It seemed so sudden and yet, happened as if in slow motion.

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As Kazuha opened her eyes, she could hear a beeping sound. She sat up, ignoring the pain, "where am I?" she asked aloud.

"The hospital,"

She looked to her left and there, sitting, were Ran and Shinichi. They were relieved that she gained her consciousness. But Shinichi had a sad look behind his smile. Kazuha realized and remembered what happened, "Heiji?" she asked, "where is he?"

Suddenly, she saw Ran leaned her head on Shinichi's shoulder. He hugged her, feeling her sorrow, "I'll take you to him."

They entered a room, her dad and Heiji's parents were there. Shizuka hugged Kazuha, "I'm glad!" she sobbed, "that you regained your consciousness." Kazuha smiled sadly but her attention was caught by the person lying on the bed. His head was wrapped in bandages, his legs were wrapped to and his left arm had a cast while the other one had bandages wrapped around and his neck was bandaged too. Kazuha looked at her dad as he shook his head, "50-50 chance of living," he whispered. Heiji's mom sobbed as her husband led her out of the room. Kazuha's dad, Shinichi and Ran left too, giving them a time alone.

Kazuha sat on the chair beside Heiji, who lay helplessly and almost lifeless. Tear began to drop, "Heiji," she called out in a whisper. No response.

Kazuha, then, sobbed. Her tears dropping on her hospital gown, like it was raining. She looked at her boyfriend and noticed that around his neck, although it was bandaged, she spotted a red string. She lightly pulled it out and there, on her left hand, was his omamori. Tear kept flowing, suddenly, a tear dropped on her right fist.

She remembered the paper that Heiji gave her. She opened her palm and there, a crumpled paper lay. She fixed the crumpled paper and straightened it on her lap. There, written in messy hand writing, were six letters:

"Without your love, I would die."

Suddenly, she couldn't hold it. She knelt beside his bed and sobbed violently. Her arms folded and rested on the bed beside Heiji as her head rested on her folded arms. She sobbed, "why? Why did this happen?" she mumbled.

"I'm sorry," a person suddenly said, almost inaudible.

Kazuha looked up and there, Heiji was holding her hands with his right hand. He had his detective smile, "I couldn't die. Not until I give this to you," he whispered. His right arms extended towards the side table and gave Kazuha a small box. Kazuha opened it and there, a ring.

"Heiji…," she whispered, her tears flowing, "oh, Heiji!" she hugged him in happiness.

"Ack! Stop hugging me, ahou! I'm still hurt!" he tried to move. She giggled as she wiped her tears.

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After a few months, Heiji was able to go to school for his graduation. There, he and Kazuha had their last picture of being boyfriend-girlfriend. No, they're not getting separated. They were getting married in 7 months after their graduation.

(END OF FLASHBACK)

"It was a tragic incident," Kazuha smiled sadly at the photo. Heiji nodded and folded his left sleeve up, "this scar will never go away," he rubbed his scar. They both sighed.

"But at least we got Keiko," Kazuha smiled. "She's pretty cute when she's deducing, right?" he grinned at his wife. "She got that from you, you know," she teased back.

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In the attic…

"Aaaaaaaachooooooooooooo!"

Keiko sneezed and rubbed her nose, "someone's talking about me," she mumbled as she carried the box to her right. In her pocket, was a paper that she got from the frame, together with the picture that she just handed to her parents. The paper was previously crumpled but the words that were written on it were still legible…

"Without your love, I would die."

Engineer Motz: Wasn't that the sweetest thing?!?! –cuddles teddy bear-

Shinichi: -having two bumps on his head- no!

Motz: -eyes Shinichi- Want me to hit you again?!?! –brings out a stick-

Shinichi: Uwah!! Stop it!! –runs away-

Motz: -evil smile- hehehe…-turns to passengers and smiles sweetly- Anyway, please stay tune for my next chapter. Oh yeah, I'm planning to post up a KaitoxAoko one-shot but not here.

Shinichi: KID?!?! I want to see that! –Then whispers- so that I could catch him and break him in half like Ran's karate!

BOOOOOINK!

Shinichi: -hold third bump on the head- I surrender –waves white flag-

Motz: Hmph! –smiles at passengers- Well, I can't wait for reviews!! Thanks for boarding the Love Express, where every story has its own fantasy!

Shinichi: HELP MEEEEEE!!!!!