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"…back…"she finished, with a completely different tone that which she began with.

She Only Loves You: Haibara's Melancholy
Chapter 2: Kira Matsuki

"K-Kudo!" Heji called out in alarm. "Y-Your back…?" Heji quickly scanned over the female behind him, cautiously. Noting her elegant manner and crude expression, he deduced who he thought it was. Still, he felt the need to 'ask'; if one could call it that. But before he could find the words to say, Ran beat him to it.

"Who's your…" she looked over the beautiful woman carefully, noting that not only did she have a pretty face, but she was well built and didn't come off as an air-head. "Friend?" Shinichi quickly gave a side glance to the woman.

"This is Kira Matsuki." He said plainly. "Wouldn't be here without her. Seriously." He added, winking. She swiftly elbowed him in the ribs with a 'you're a dork,' look on her dainty face.

"yes…" she replied slowly, nodding at those in the room. "Nice to meet you all." After being show to a couch, Kogoro started to ask questions, some might expect from Ran.

"So Kudo," he lit a cigar "Where have you been?" Nodding Shinichi took the hand of his accomplice.

"Lets say…I bit off much, much more than I could chew," he spoke smoothly. "And My partner here saved my ass more than a few times." He grinned at her, causing her to turn pink and look away, rather annoyed. This did not go unnoticed by Ran, who stiffly took a stand across the room.

"This isn't simply one case," he continued, after releasing her hand. "It's a series of cases connected to one another, that until completion required us "dead" to the rest of the world." He looked sheepishly at ran. "That didn't stop me from contacting you, however. I couldn't help it, ya know? I miss back hom-" Haibara quickly gave him a look, obviously meaning "shut up," causing him to leave his sentence unfinished—surprising everyone except Heji. Ayumi had been staring at this new woman for sometime now, and had come closer and closer.

"The point here is…We're here on leave, and-" She glanced down, to see the child wondrously staring at her. Breaking a half smile she leaned over to Ayumi. "Is something troubling you, dear?" she asked.

Ayumi stared long and hard, before breaking out into a grin. "You look just like Ai-chan!" she said giddily. "So pretty!" Smiling even wider, Haibara picked up Ayumi and sat her on her lap.

"well I'll have you know," she said smoothly, "Ai-kun is my cousin." All the youngsters were flabbergasted by this one. They began to flood her with questions, like "how distantly are you related?" "Do you know one another well?" "Does Haiabra-san have any secrets?" As she finished with the questions, the group headed out to lunch. As Shinichi reached out to open the door, he found a teenage boy slightly younger than Ran in the doorway.

"May I…come in?" he asked quietly, "or are you all heading out?"

Kogoro, pushing his way to the front bowed slightly at the boy—though he was young he wasn't too young and a job was a job. "We are, about to head out for sushi. But please, feel free to join us."

"My girlfriend is dead." He said bluntly, as he took a sip of oolong tea at the restaurant. Heji looked across the isle with Shinichi making eye-contact. Obliviously, they had every intention on completing this case before Kogoro. Putting down his chopsticks to grab some soy sauce, Shinichi lifted a brow.

"Care to go into any detail?" he asked curtly, startling the boy. His jet-black hair was partially spiked. Haibara would go no further than to refer to it as "emo hair", when Shinichi himself preferred the term "bitchin' hair". Skinny Jeans, converses, a Linkin Park t-shirt, and black light jacket completed the punk-like look.

"of course," he said drearily, biting into some eel. "I do feel there is so much more to it." He looked at the bitten piece and set it down. "By the time the police came, her corpse was gone." Raising an eyebrow, Heji shoved some tuna hardily into his mouth, pushing it to his cheek to chew, allowing him to speak.

"Ya sure she was dead?" he grunted, before taking more tuna. The boy gave him a disgusted look.

"Yes…her best friend Yuri didn't get a pulse, and apparently rigor mortis had already set in," he looked unfaithfully down at the table. "Her mother and brother were there as well, to vouch. I doubt Yuri would kill Kirai…" with that, Haibara dropped the shrimp she was about to partaken in swiftly. Smooth… she thought tersely. The dead girl has too similar of a name to the one I chose this morning… "Yuri couldn't live without Kirai—Kirai was like…her lifeline."

The group (A/N: that's right. All 9 of 'em) gathered at the Ame Household. Upon their arrival, they found a hollow-looking girl near the front door. She was hunched over on the ground in the fetal position, and her eyes lit up a little to see the arrival of her companion.

"Kairu…" she choked out. "your back…" she scampered over the teen and attached herself to his right leg.

"Yuri…" he groaned. "I gotta walk you know. I don't intend to sit on the pavement and sulk like you do."

"Watch it bitch boy," she growled. "I'm sad. Don't make me angry, too. Now hug me damnit." Kairu looked down at the girl disbelievingly, before lifting her up gently and hugging her. "Thank you." She scoffed bluntly. "Now was that so hard?"

"my arms are burrrning," he teased, throwing his limbs into the air. "Your fucking holy water." Yuri then took notice of the gang following her friend. "what's with the people?"

Kairu looked back at them "Detectives…about…Kirai…" he said slowly. She walked up to Shinichi. She looked him over, before glaring him in the eyes. Before Shinichi could question her hostile actions, she smacked him right across the face.

"I. HATE. YOU." She growled. "Don't play with the dead!!" she was about to take off running into the house, before she was put into a half nelson by Kairu, who was already obviously tired from dealing with her shenanigans. "Lemme go Kairu!!! You know I hate men!!" she turned back and looked foully at Shinichi. "I especially hate good-looking DETECTIVES who mishandle the deceased!" Kairu sighed, and flicked her stomach, causing her to lurch over before he pushed her outward.

"Grow up a little," he groaned. "stop being so crude. You'll get wrinkles." Frowning, she sat Indian style on the ground. Shinichi sighed and walked up to her. He looked deeply into her Blue, furious eyes. Gracefully, he lifted her chin so he was face to face with her.

"Your Yuri Kenjusaku 15 year old anime fanatic, You hate men, you're a lesbian, and you like to sing, if I'm not not mistaken. Wait…You also like to dance. You can't spell and you cheated on your last history test on the Civil War."

She starred wide-eyed back at the boy kneeling before her. "Uh…how'd u know all of that?"

Shinichi stood up, and brushed of his pant-legs. "As collage girls have been known to for sororities, teenage girls have started a similar trend of sisterhoods known as Kinseynkaryus. Kayrus for short. Only girls in the 12-15 division have white lace belts with Ks embroidered." He smirked. "You certainly not old enough to be in collage. On your converses you have SanHan4ev written in red sharpie, implicating "Sana and Hayama" from "Kodomo no Omocha", a relatively old series. To know about such at your age without being a fanatic is very slim. You just said you hated men, and you have lipstick on your neck still, from meeting the girlfriend I presume. The way you maneuvered yourself with Kairu's techniques is pure that of a ballet dancer. On your legs, you have ribbon marks from tying up ballet shoes to hard, and you have sheet music rolled up in your purse over there." He offered his hand. "Care to get up, Yuri?"

"…how'd u know my Last name?" she asked suspiciously, taking his hand removing herself from the floor.

"its on the rim of your bra." He replied simply. "When you smacked me, your t-shirt sleeve flew open in my peripheral, and its spelled in Kanji across the strap line." As soon as he let that slip, she stepped on his foot. "PERVERT!" she roared, red faced.

"you're the one who asked," he sighed in his defense. "Kairu, lead me to the crime scene would you?" he said, advancing away from the angry teen. She glared back at him with tears in her eyes before grimly following behind them. The rest of the group followed in turn.

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