Another Side Story!!! This one sucks, too, but who cares? Well... Maybe you do but... I can't think of chap 9 right now... So I did this instead...

Ehem! Another side story! But... This S.S. is better than the last! I swear!

By the way, thanks to dragoon-zerox for helping me with my fic, esp. chap 8! He rocks! Ehem, Author's POV:

"What? You mean, you like dragoon-zerox, too?"

"Yeah... He's so sweet and nice. You know, he helped me with my fanfic for a whole week."

"Really? I knew he was smart and all, but that was so nice of him to do that!"

Haha ^_^ Cheers!

And another cheers to MEP (Blood Red Topaz) for criticizing my work. Thanks! Hehe ^_^ Seems like your problems with chap 8 are expressions you couldn't understand. Gomen ne~.

Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan. How many times do I have to say it?

~~~~CHAPTER 8.5: S.S. ROCK BOTTOM~MITSUHIKO'S POV~~~

I stared at Conan with contempt, as he was half-dragged, half-pulled by Ayumi-chan out of the room, Ran-san trailing after them. Everybody turned to me instead, asking me questions like,

"Did Conan-kun really kiss Haibara-san?"

"Why did you ask a question like that, Mitsubishi-kun?"

"Did Edogawa-kun say something, Tsuburaya-san?"

I ignored them all (especially the Mitsubishi part) and made up my mind to follow them. I got my bag and exited, leaving them to make more rumors.

As I left the school, I saw Conan-kun, Ayumi-chan and Ran-san in the distance. I ran after them and when I was close enough, I hid behind poles. I couldn't hear much, just a word or two. I wanted to go closer but I feared that they would see me.

"Know.... We...."

"Avoid..."

"Conan-kun... Yes..."

There were getting farther and farther away from me, so I was about to leave my hiding place and follow when Conan-kun suddenly stopped. The two girls were already a few steps away from him before they noticed that he had lagged behind. They walked back to him, worried looks on their faces, when Conan-kun spoke. I didn't hear what he said clearly, just the word "Koi."

What is he asking them? Is he telling them about Haibara-san? I was angry. Stalking and eavesdropping on people weren't really my hobby but I had to do this. I have to get an answer.

I was still fuming when Ayumi-chan's voice snapped me back to reality. "Conan-kun!"

Conan-kun turned around to face her, opened his mouth to reply. I didn't hear his words, but they seemed to make Ayumi-chan agitated. She suddenly shouted, "Why didn't you ask ME, Conan-kun? I can tell you was love is!!!"

Something clicked in my mind. Does that mean Conan-kun asked Ran-san what love is? Is he that dense?

I was still thinking about that, when Conan-kun suddenly started laughing. How could he possibly laugh at a time like this!?

"... Ayumi-chan... Only twelve... How could you know what love is?"

Her shoulders started shaking, and I knew that she was crying. "I know what love is, because I've loved you for the last five years!!!"

Even as she said this, Conan-kun didn't do anything. He just stood there, looking at her stupidly. Why did Ayumi-chan have to fall in love with you!? She has ME!

"Conan-kun wa baka!" With that, she turned around and ran away, passing by me. The bespectacled boy took a step after her, but then stopped and just looked at his feet. Anger burned inside of me. Why don't you chase after her, stupid!?

Then, I realized, This my chance! My chance to prove to Ayumi-chan that I'm better than Conan! I turned my heel and went after Ayumi.

I caught up to her near a mansion. (A mansion in Japan is something like an apartment) "Ayumi-chan!" I called out.

She ignored me and kept on running. I ran beside her and put a hand on her shoulder. She shook me away saying "Don't touch me!"

"Ayumi-chan... I..." I started, trying to be gentle.

She stopped running, but her tears didn't stop. "Conan-kun wa... Conan-kun wa..." she said, her voice quavering. I stayed by her side, listening to her. "Conan-kun wa... Baka!!!" She ran away again. I tried to follow but we had reached her apartment building and I couldn't get in.

I stood there for a while, pitying myself. Why am I unable to do anything? Why is it always Conan-kun?

I realized that no matter how much I pity myself, nothing would happen. So I walked away. On my way home, I passed by a ramen stall. It had only one customer, but I knew that person very well. "Genta-kun?"

He looked up from his bowl, saw me and greeted me with a smile. "Mitsuhiko! What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you that myself Genta-kun! How could you possibly eat ramen at a time like this?"

"Well... That rumor... It doesn't really affect me, you know? It should just be Haibara and Conan. I don't even know why you bother them."

"Genta-kun," I started, losing my temper, "Do you know that Conan-kun made Ayumi-chan cry a while ago?"

He stopped eating for a second, looked at me and said, "He did?"

"Yes, Genta-kun, he did." I said the words slowly, as if speaking to a child.

He resumed eating and said, "So?"

I stood up, banging my fists on the table. "Genta-kun! Don't you even care!? Conan-kun made Ayumi-chan cry! Ayumi-chan!"

"Yeah, you just said that."

"I thought you liked Ayumi-chan..."

"Ah... Is this about that?" He smiled, looking up at the sky, as if remembering something nostalgic.

"Genta-kun?" I said with confusion.

"I told Okaa-chan about it. How I thought I liked Ayumi-chan. And what she told me... Made me realize..."

He trailed off. I waited for a few seconds but he didn't continue. "Made you realize what?"

He smiled again, looking so wise, that I respected him then more than anybody else in my life. "It made me realize..."

"Made you realize..?"

"That I love boiled eel more than Ayumi-chan!"

My respect for him hit rock bottom.

~~~~CHAPTER 8.5: S.S. ROCK BOTTOM~~~~

The reason for this is that I really REALLY can't imagine Genta like anything or anybody besides food. In other words, I can't imagine him standing up for Ayumi-chan. Hehe ^^ To the pro-Genta's out there, sorry ^_^. What do you think?

Read and review please!

Hmmm... When I wrote this story I was really energetic... Bored. But energetic. Why am I in depressed mode right now?