Fandom: Detective Conan/Case Closed
Title: Tell me what it is
Author/Artist: sk-animefan/silentstarlight
Theme: #9 Figuring
Pairing/Characters: Hattori Heji/Toyama Kazuha
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Fanfics are my social life…
Summary: Kazuha still hasn't given Heiji chocolate…

Inspiration credit: Chapter three of Candyland's 40 Nights: Katio and Aoko.

And volume two of the manga 'W Juliet'.

It was February the 18th, four days after Valentine's Day, and Kazuha still hadn't given Heiji the chocolate she had made for him.

Why?

Well, let's rewind a little and review the past few days.

February 14th, Valentine's Day

When Heiji and Kazuha had walked into the classroom, they found Heiji's fan club waiting as his desk. As soon as they spotted him, most of the girls tried to hand their chocolate as a way of declaring their undying love for him.

The rest were scared off by the icy glare Kazuha sent their way.

And the rest of the day was spent on Kazuha's part, scaring off fan girls, and Heiji attempting to run away from them.

/…/

February 15th, one day after Valentine's Day

Kazuha had planned on handing Heiji the chocolate after school, even if it was a day late. After all, it was the thought that counts.

So while they were walking home, and right before Kazuha was about to present the chocolate over to Heiji, a dead body came flying out of nowhere and landed in front of Heiji's feet.

Kazuha shrieked and promptly forgot about the chocolates. Seriously, was he like a magnet for dead bodies or something?

/…/

February 16, two days after Valentine's Day

This time, she decided to give Heiji the chocolate while they were walking to school.

But lo, behold. Some god up there really hated her, and her alarm didn't go off in the morning. Causing the two of them to be almost late for school.

And the day went downhill from there. So Kazuha forgot the chocolate again.

/…/

February 17, three days after Valentine's Day

Since she wasn't able to give him chocolate before or after school, Kazuha decided to give Heiji the chocolate during lunch. After all, they should have plenty of time during lunch.

But Kazuha forgot to factor one thing.

Murphy's Law.

So when lunchtime rolled around, Kazuha got the chocolate out of her bag and was turning to talk to him when….

….he realized that he was supposed to meet with the members of the Kendo team to discuss the upcoming tournament.

If looks could kill, and thankfully they don't, Heiji would have been not six feet under, but six-hundred.

So now it was February the 18th, four days after Valentine's Day, and the chocolate was still not given.

She had once again tried in the morning and lunch, but by the time school ended, she gave up and chucked the package into the wastebasket before starting clean-up duty with Heiji.

But it seemed like the gods still hated her, for Heiji noticed the package had his name on it when he was emptying the wastebasket.

It wouldn't have been so bad if he hadn't recognized her handwriting.

"Hey, Kazuha," he asked her, "what's this?" He held out the green package tied with a darker green ribbon. His name was neatly written on the corner with black ink.

She stared disbelievingly at the package, wondering what she had done wrong in some past life for fate to hate her so much. "I don't know", she said hurriedly, and started getting her bag, "I need to go shopping."

She made to go out of the classroom, but was stopped by Heiji grabbing her wrist. She shook her hand, but he wouldn't let go.

"Let go," she glared at him, a glare that would of killed any other person, unless you were used to it.

He held up the package. "Tell me what this is, and why it has my name on it in your handwriting."

"What makes you think it was mine?"

"It's your handwriting."

"Maybe one of your fangirls mimicking my handwriting."

He was still holding on to her wrist.

"Let go of my wrist."

"No."

That was it. Before Heiji knew what was happening, Kazuha turned around, and with her free hand, grabbed the base of the thumb that was holding her wrist. With a deft twist, and using her now free hand to help push the offending hand, Heiji fell to the ground in pain.

"What was that for?", he shouted at her retreating back.

"For not letting go of my wrist. I'm going home." And she walked out into the hallway.

Heji ran after her, then remembering that he still had to empty the wastebasket and grab his bag.

And he finally caught up with her, after doing the above mentioned things.

Seriously, just how fast did Kazuha walk?

"Oi! Kauzha, just what is this?" The package was starting to give Kazuha a headache.

She walked even faster if possible, forcing Heiji to jog to keep up.

"Kazuha, look here-."

"What?", she stopped walking to look at him-

-only to be tightly embraced. She dropped her bag in surprise, which landed painfully on Heiji's foot, but he would worry about that later.

She was warm, and thin. He never knew she would be so thin.

"Tell me, please?"

After getting over the initial shock, she pulled out and retrieved her bag and continued to walk, but at a slower pace.

"Valentine's Day chocolate, I gave up trying to give it to you." And she once again picked up her pace.

"Hey, Kazuha."

Kazuha stopped walking to look up.

Only to feel his lips brush her cheek, and she froze.

Both were a lovely shade of red.

Thank you.

A/N: That was longer then I though. When I first planned it out, I estimated about one to one and half pages.

Thank you to everyone who reads this!