Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan. OMG! WHAT A BIG SHOCK!
Dear Guest/Mei whoever you are- if you want to write, give it a try, don't just push it all to me cause I don't even know who you are and I recommend not revealing it on the internet.
Ps I think all of us need a little adventure/ weaponry in our lives ;)
Now to the story
Kazuha walked into the room where her best friend laid. It was a normal hospital room, a window, a bed and about 50 electrical things no one knew how to work. She silently walked over to the chair where she sat just three days before and waited by Heiji's side once again. The voice of the doctor echoed through her head. "We don't know Hattori-san's mental state right now- now now now now" then she hit herself on the head "Baka, Heiji's going to be just fine".
"Please be ok" the tone she used was on the break of tears. Her eyes started to water once again. "Heiji, you Baka. It should have been me." the tears she wept fell onto the bed sheet staining the white cover with salty sadness. She gripped his hand in hope maybe, just maybe her feeling could get through to him.
The detective began to arouse, it started with his hand. The grip tightened. An eye cracked open. Next thing you know Heiji was sitting up on his bed.
Kazuha could only stare and watch as the coma-ridden detective got up with such ease even with his injury.
He turned to Kazuha but his eyes were lost and glassy. "Wh-Who are you?"
Sorry its so short, wanted it be a cliffhanger XD
I know i'm horrible :D
