Have some more ShinRan, a slightly more fluffy setting compared to the last story.
Chapter Two: Troubling Case
"You're late." His wife's voice resounded through the hallways of the Kudo house. He left his car keys on the bench as he strolled across the kitchen and into his library where Ran greeted him with the sight of annoyance in her face and book on her lap. With a sheepish smile, he kissed her cheek.
"Sorry," he said.
"What was the case about this time?"
"Sorry?" The detective repeated the same word with a questioning tone this time.
"You know, the reason as to why you're late. A body magnet like you probably attracted more trouble again. So did you solve it?" Ran crossed her arms and put her translated copy of 'The Trial' down on the bench next to the couch, bookmark slipped into place. Shinichi plopped down onto the space next to her, draping his arm around her shoulders.
"Hmm... yeah I guess I did solve the case. It was bugging me for a week." At this, Ran turned to him abruptly, eyes wide.
"You were late today because of a case that you couldn't solve last week."
"Relax Ran, there's no case that I can't solve," A little arrogance was detected in those words but it was nonetheless well deserved, "Besides, this one was quite the tricky one- Ow! Ran! That hurts." Shinichi caught the offending fist of his wife that was readily giving him sharp punches. Ran looked away, and pouted slightly.
"You know I don't mind waiting for you Shinichi, and I accept that any case will pique your interest levels to unimaginable heights, but just for once, I want to enjoy a romantic evening without worrying if you will even come home. Plus, I can't believe you forgot about our arrangement tonight because of a troubling case that caught your interest last week. Last. Week."
"Ran, I-"
"Shinichi, do you even remember what today is?"
"Of course I do, if you would-"
"And you still decided that the case was more important then our plans. I don't even-"
"Ran!" Shinichi, deciding he had to cut in before his wife started to grow more upset and angry, "The case was about us!"
"What?" Ran looked at him blankly.
The young man produced an envelope from his suit pocket. Ran took it, speechless, and looked at him for further explanation. He shrugged, "Happy Anniversary honey." He kissed her forehead and watched as she tore it carefully.
"I was wondering what to get you for our second wedding anniversary. I thought jewellery was a little cliché for a romantic gift and I wanted to get a gift for you that would be unforgettable."
Ran took out two paper slips from the paper and produced it in the light to get a better look. "V.I.P tickets... to the international karate tournament on Sunday?"
Shinichi grinned, "I couldn't find them anywhere, they were sold out everywhere, even the general admission tickets were gone. It was a miracle I got them."
Open mouthed and shocked, Ran hugged him with all her might, "How did you?"
"I know people... Past clients perhaps." Ran cocked an eyebrow but still hummed in approval. He didn't tell her that obtaining those tickets involved him chasing three cars, asking -scratch that, begging,- four people and six hours of abiding to personal requests from a potential seller. Let's just say that the potential seller was an avid fan of his and had some tiresome tasks for him to do like make an appearance to her birthday party where she had many more friends who shared the same love for the blue-eyed detective. He didn't tell her that this was why he had been late this evening. None of this he said, but Ran could already take an accurate guess.
They stayed together in embrace for a long time, all in comfortable silence until Ran broke it, "Sorry I got kind of worked up and mad. I didn't expect this." She gave him a light kiss. One that eventually grew more passionate as the detective returned it eagerly.
EPILOGUE:
"Are you going to tell him?"
"Tell him what?" Ran looked at her heiress friend in confusion.
"How I already got those tickets for you. After all, Makoto is in that tournament so naturally I got us all the best seats and tickets available," Sonoko took a long sip from her teacup, "But it's hard to believe that he hasn't realised yet, him being the smartest detective ever and everything."
"Trust me, he's much more dense than everyone believes him to be. But I left those tickets you gave us in a place he would never find."
Sonoko gave her a quizzical look. "Why don't you just sell them?"
"No no no, he's not that dense. He'll probably find out."
"Then where did you put it?"
Ran smirked.
It's not as if Shinichi had wanted to read the badly written book published by one of his fangirls covering a plot that seemed to be 0% plot and 100% about the dirty relationship between the famous moonlight thief and the detective of the East. Ran had bought it for him as a Christmas present, claiming she had a guilty pleasure for reading them. Ever since then, he questioned what was going on in her mind when he went off to solve one of Kid's great heists. However, on this particular day when his wife was off to have tea with Sonoko, he decided he had enough courage to see what Ran found so intriguing with the story. Just a peek. However, something had caught his eye. The gap between two pages when the book was closed was inconsistent with the others. It was a small difference but he wasn't called the great detective for nothing. He opened up the book to those two pages, pointedly ignoring the graphic scenes depicted in pages 50 and 51. There, lay two familiar paper shapes that the young man had gone to hell to acquire.
Hands shaking, Shinichi's grip on the book tightened. "RAN!"
To this day, 'The Lust of Kid and Kudo' has never been seen in the Kudo residency again.
What a crummy ending. Thank you to everyone that reviewed and feel free to leave some requests. I may or may not take one to use as the basis for the next story. :)
