How many times has Ran seen Shinichi sick?
Some times.
Often he was too proud to event tell her. But when she found out she would head straight over, and, with a big bright smile on her face, tease him endlessly while caring for him.
Now here's the real question—the important one.
How many times has Ran seen Shinichi this sick?
0.
With a big fat Z.
So seeing Shinichi white as a sheet and dead as a zombie was truly a moment Ran had to remember.
She stared for a long, long time, unable to comprehend the situation.
Shinichi and dead were two words that were not supposed to be put in the same sentence.
It could fit in this sentence though: if shinichi doesn't come back, Ran's heart will be dead.
No matter how corny or stupid it was, how cliché, it's just the way things are.
To say she loves him is an understatement…
Love doesn't make sense.
Sometimes, neither does the truth.
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Hattori was gawking, gaping, horrified.
He had seen how Shinichi had been when he was about to turn back into Conan. Sweat and pain lining his face was a sight he has seen before.
But the intensity right now was much too different than all those other times.
His first instinct was to rush by his side and assess the situation, but for some reason his body wouldn't move.
Maybe it's because he was too shocked.
Or maybe it was because he didn't believe it was him.
That guy who bested him all those times, who beat him even that day he disappeared.
He couldn't believe it.
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"Kudo-san, I wonder how you…dilated to this size?"
"…Dilated?" He sweat-dropped.
"We're learning about that in high school right now."
"That's not what I was questioning… Kaito Kid." Grinning, his teeth all showing, he whispered the last two words. Quite loudly.
"Shush! Do you want me to be caught by the police?! You need me for your mission don't you?"
"You're already caught by me." He gave me a smirk. "Kuroba Kaito-san."
"What-…. You sound so dirty."
"The only way I'll sound dirty is if you have an improper mind."
"Oh-ho, yes I do indeed have an improper mind… I understand that Mouri-san is quite attractive in physical ways."
"WHAT?!" he yelped, cheeks bright red, eyes sharp. "Did you do something to Ran?!"
"Hmm? Mouri-san? I do not remember…."
"Why you—"
A chase ensued, him mad and embarrassed with me running and disappearing and reappearing in puffs of smoke.
That was one of the last fun days.
As Kaito thought back, a little sorrow tugged at his heart.
He found it strange to think he felt sorry for his opponent, but he cannot bring himself to be tired or uncaring of him.
Even if he was a phantom thief and Shinichi a detective, they can understand each other right?
Just a little…
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Pain.
Something Haibara has known her whole life.
She was born with pain.
How could she not know about pain?
But she only saw and felt her own pain.
Her own sufferings…
Now that she sees the pain of others, she truly sees.
How she's not the only one.
She's not the most unfortunate.
The ruler of fate has not forgotten her.
They are merciful.
They understand.
But they have forgotten someone else.
And she cannot help but feel guilty that she's glad.
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Yes…it's short…sorry…
Busy is now officially part of the end of the school year thing going on, and tests are driving my poor brain crazy. And I feel bad I haven't updated for quite a while sooo... this is… umm an appeasement…?
Hopefully this satisfies those that read my story ^^
Have a good day~~
P.S. this isn't an official chapter so I'll answer comments later ^^ Thanks!