The weather was supposed to be chilly tonight if judged by the temperature that was gradually decreasing by each passing weeks. While the inside of the Kudo Residence should be warm to those who resided in it, the temperature in their bedroom somehow rose to that of a summer day. It was only the detective, to be exact, who felt the heat despite the actual season they were in.
No one to blame though except for this one woman– girl– who was currently standing on her two knees in front of him on the bed, looking at him so intensely without words spoken. She tilted her head a bit to her side goadingly, an impish smile was affixed on her kissable lips. Just with that and he knew she was into something.
He saw how the dim light of the lamp on his side table partly bask her skin, outlining her features perfectly with the shadows that fell to her side. Her sharp staring pair of blue orbs; her straight little nose; her slightly reddened cheeks; her slender neck, down to her graceful collarbone. It hitched his nerves to see her irresistible beauty that the knot in his stomach tightened as he tried to contain his thirst to touch her.
The first two buttons of her broken white night dress shirt that she missed on purpose to attach, loosening its collar too much that it drooped to one side on her upper right arm; it was exposing one of her lean shoulders all together with a familiar spaghetti strap. Her barely covered chest was giving him a nice full view of her cleavage, as well as a slight glance of her lacy lingerie– it was the lingerie he found in her room the other day– hinting him that she was wearing that particular pair underneath.
Also, that fluffy cat ears on her head that seemed too real to be a fake. Oh, how it urged Shinichi even more to move his hands and caress it, wondering if she would purr like how pets usually did.
If only she put a tail at the back, she would be as bewitching as a cat succubus who came to kill him right here right there, slowly and gently as she watched him anguish in the depth of infinite pleasures.
Deliberately brushing his crotch lightly with the tip of her fingers, she crawled forward shortening the gap between them while hovering over him on the bed. Her lifted up shirt dress was revealing her thighs more than it already had, almost showing the dark purple piece under it. While his back was already so flat on the headboard, the detective gulped nervously as if he could quench his dry throat by drinking his own saliva.
It wasn't like she was doing this to punish him or anything– he knew for sure it wasn't for that– yet the way she made her little moves on him and the darkened gaze he caught in her eyes were paralyzing every part of his body like he was right under some spells. Well, except for his one thing in the area down there.
She threw him a smug smile which left him bewildered. She was just too satisfied with the way his physique responded to her to even care about anything else.
As much as he wanted to ask her questions, Ai came forward to him first venturing over him. It clouded his clear mind the instant she wrapped herself on him with her moisture and warmth. And while his consciences seemed to be long detached from the living world, he was unable to withhold his lust for her in the end.
Chanting her name in between his heavy breath, he was replied with her throaty playful hum around his nerve. Her mouth was too busy to answer his calling with intangible words after all. Its vibration was sending him pleasant shiver up to his brain that he failed to hold himself any longer. As she quickened her pace and as he growled harder, she devoured every bit of his soul eventually, licking his remains squeaky clean before she pulled out.
"Never knew you were into role playing, Tantei-san." Ai smirked teasingly as she ran her tongue over her lips, enjoying the aftertaste of his truest flavor.
Shinichi blushed madly over her remark, feeling flustered after fully realizing everything she had just done. His mouth was opened and shut like he was trying to say– well, maybe ask her– something but nothing audible came out of it. As if she knew what he had been trying to tell her, she replied him with a chuckle.
"Since you already saw these things, why didn't I put them into use?" She said with a glint of evil scheme in her eyes. She let it go a second later though, then she took the headband off to have a better look at it. "But honestly, I'm surprised your mom knows you have a thing for this kind of stuffs."
Shinichi could only laughed wryly at that. It definitely had nothing to do with Yukiko knowing his taste or not, frankly speaking. He wasn't even truly interested in those kinky stuffs before– not until tonight when he saw Ai wear them for real. If there was anything, it would actually be her who always played the cards well when it came to making him suffer mentally.
"Then, why don't we see if this one also meet to my expectation?" The detective grinned puckishly as he bent slightly forward to close their gap. He slid his forefinger in between her cleavage only to pull the first of the attached buttons of her dress shirt, giving him a preview of how well-fit the lingerie his mom gave was on her.
Before the strawberry blonde could say anything, he claimed her lips gently while both his hands started to work down her shirt. She returned him with a low whimper, circling her arms around his neck as their tongues explored each other.
"Now, it makes me wonder what your class will be doing for the festival." He said half jokingly when their mouths were finally an inch apart.
Truth be told, he had tried to think out the answer beforehand, taking hints from Ayumi's interrupted speech last week. He just didn't dare to assume anything yet, only because he was trained not to conclude things without supporting evidences.
"Well that, you have to see it for yourself tomorrow." She smiled meaningfully like she provoked him to keep guessing it and be surprised.
He smugly smiled, accepting her challenge before he brought his lips to meet hers once again in a passionate kiss. His hands were done with their work, and were now slipping themselves to get her out completely from her dress shirt. He brushed every part of her skin while at it, leaving lingering remnants of his possessiveness as if he was telling her that she was his and his alone.
She mewled under his touch as she felt him push her back to the soft mattress that was now so damp with their sweats. His knees were poking between her legs, separating them apart in an attempt to get more access to her opening. She went along with him.
And so, the night was closing itself accompanied by a soft final melody that was composed of their grunts and moans; exchanging their names as they indulged in the apex of their pleasure.
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The school ground was crowded with a lot of people by the time Shinichi and Chiharu arrived despite it was only nearing late morning hours. Well, it was weekend after all, and the fact that third-year middle schoolers were also graduating this coming spring made the open house packed with visitors all the more.
Since they were already there and they had the whole day to spend, the detective decided to bring Chiharu to look around before they made a visit to Ai's classroom. The little girl was so excited seeing all the festivity surround her. This was her first time coming to a festival, so she was thrilled feeling the euphoria it brought to her memory.
Settling herself in her dad's arms as he walked passed the stalls, her head went from left to right and back to the left again, observing the colorful decorations here and there. She suddenly wailed to her dad for a stop when a cotton candy in one of the stalls caught her attention.
Shinichi tried to divert her attention to something else, knowing that Ai would scold him for letting their little girl eat too much sweets. That was when his elbow accidentally bumped into something– or someone. He turned around to apologize– the other person was doing the same– yet, both of them were stunned to see each other.
"Kudo!" The man excitedly called out Shinichi's name using an extremely thick Kansai Ben accent. His dark green eyes were sparkling with joy, like he had somewhat met his savior.
"Hattori." On the contrary, Shinichi groaned his name out with a slight annoyance. Why in a million chance did he have to meet this guy here in Tokyo at Ai's school? He had a hunch he was going to be dragged into something here. It was what he did whenever they met after all.
But before Shinichi could ask the questions, a brunette with a pony tail came to hug Heiji's arms so close to her chest– it was Kazuha. The Osakan detective's shoulders stiffened right away and his face turned slightly red as his girlfriend threw protests at him for getting separated so suddenly. She only realized what– who– halted him a second later.
She greeted the Tokyoite detective with a slight blush on her cheeks, embarrassed for not noticing him sooner which Shinichi replied with a small smile of courtesy.
When he thought he would part himself from them with an excuse of not wanting to be the third wheel in their date, a light caramel short-haired woman came to them all of a sudden and shouted his name in surprise.
"Oh, it's you, Sonoko." Shinichi tried to give off his best smile, although his eyebrows couldn't stop twitching in annoyance. Damn, it was so unexpected to meet them all here.
"What are you doing here? And hey! Isn't this Chii-chan?! She is so grown up now than the last time I saw her!" Sonoko couldn't stop bombarding him with questions.
Her face changed from being surprised to smiling as she took the little girl's hand and teased her. Kazuha, who had just noticed that the little girl in Shinichi's arms was her late best friend's daughter, also joined Sonoko to get a closer look. Chiharu replied them back with laughter and giggles. It seemed she still remembered who they were even though she hadn't met them for almost a year.
"I still don't understand why Ran left such a will for you to adopt Chii-chan." Sonoko uttered, a glimpse of sadness and dissappointment were transpired in her eyes. She sighed afterward and was back to her normal self. "She would definitely be guaranteed with wealth and royalty like a princess would if she was adopted to the Suzuki family."
Shinichi only smiled dryly in response. Like hell he understood what Ran was thinking at that time as well. Not to say she knew well enough that he was still a single workaholic bachelor before this.
"By the way, aren't those detective boys going to this school?" Kazuha averted the awkward topic.
"You're right. Let's check them out." Sonoko replied. "What class are they in again?"
True enough, Heiji pulled Shinichi along with him when the group decided to explore the third year students' classrooms. All was only because the Osakan detective didn't want to be stuck alone with the two women.
It turned out that the Suzuki corp. was one of the donators to this school and Sonoko, who had started taking over the family business some years ago, was invited to the open house to see how the institution was currently going. Since her husband was out of town and going alone was awkward, she invited Kazuha out. They needed to catch up with each other anyway. Then Kazuha brought Heiji, who was having a day off, along.
And now, Shinichi was stuck with the three of them.
While Chiharu was so happy playing with Sonoko and Kazuha, Heiji and Shinichi were exhausted as they followed the women– and the baby girl– from behind.
As they stepped onto the third floor, they noticed more and more girls were crowding the hallway. They heard them all talking about this one particular class that had the most queue but with almost no boys in the line. As usual, Sonoko jumped to her own conclusion that there must be at least one handsome boy in there who attracted those youngsters. So she quickened her pace, impatient to see it for herself.
Walking down the corridor to where the queue line was, Shinichi's heart skipped a beat when he realized it came from Ai's classroom. Now if he guessed it right, Ayumi was going to tell him that their class would be doing a maid cafe. So why would there be so many girls in the line?
"Shinichi-niisan~! Chiharu-chan~!" Ayumi's voice that came from a far broke his thought. "Oh, there is Heiji-niichan, Kazuha-neesan, and Sonoko-neesan too!"
The five of them were looking around for the sweet girl, yet they only saw a cute petite boy waving his hand and approaching them. They didn't recognize him though, not until they met halfway in the corridor.
"Ayumi-chan?!" They were all astonished to see that the boy was actually her.
She was wearing a black suit with tails, a white shirt underneath, and a black bow tie. Her hair was tied in a low ponytail and her hands were covered with white gloves. Right, she was wearing a butler uniform.
She grinned.
Despite only expecting a visit from Shinichi and Chiharu, she was more than happy to see the other three as well. She immediately escorted them to a reserved table in the corner and served them the menu.
It amused them all the more when they saw Mitsuhiko, Genta, and some other boys who were probably their classmates wearing maids uniform instead. The boys were all serving the giggling customers with embarrassment, although they were holding it quiet well.
Just like Shinichi had guessed, the classroom was truly turned into a maid cafe although he didn't expect it to be a cross-dressing ones. Now that he saw the whole thing, he was wondering how his wife would look like in a butler uniform.
Too bad the costume would be such a turn off for him though.
"May I get your orders, ladies and gentlemen?" A butler with strawberry blonde hair that was also tied in a short low ponytail suddenly came to their table. She smiled so handsomely that Sonoko and Kazuha– and surprisingly, Chiharu too– couldn't help but squealed in excitement. So did the other girls on the other tables. Even though they all knew she was a girl, still, they couldn't stop admiring at how her physical traits and coolness were the perfect combination for a dreamy cute boyfriend.
Now, everyone knew why there was such a long line of girls queuing outside. However, it took only a short second for Shinichi to notice that she was actually–
"It's Haibara-senpai~" Some underclassmen girls in the queue were shrieking her name like some fangirls did. Ai ignored them while trying to keep herself from loathing too much of the situation.
She hated to be in crowds, really. She hated the public attention all the more. That was why she always excused herself on the day of the festival. Yet Ayumi and the rest of the class were pleading to her this time, saying this would be the last time they could do this together before graduating. So, she had no choice but to participate in the event.
Lucky, she didn't need to wear the maid uniform. And having an inborn acting skills helped her survive for hours serving the customers. But not this time, perhaps, when she had to face these four people– and a baby– who knew her too well.
Sonoko, Kazuha, and Chiharu gasped in disbelief once they realized it was Ai; they were stuttering some words of dissapproval. While Heiji was flabbergastedly stunned seeing her perfect out of character acting, Shinichi stifled a laugh. Ai sighed at them in return with a slight blush of embarrassment.
"I just hope there would be no dead bodies today since the magnets seem stronger with both of you here." She scoffed after she composed herself out.
Her words turned them speechless right away, and they all could only smile wryly in response. She was back to her normal self with her sharp tongue, it seemed.
Just when she made her way to the back of the classroom to submit the table order, a horrifying scream was echoing through the hallway right in front of the classroom. As if they moved by instinct, Shinichi and Heiji went to check where the scream came from, leaving Chiharu and the two women on the table.
By the time they arrived at the scene, everyone in the queue was already circling around the fallen body; some were frigthened and confused of what to do, some were finding it interesting that they got their phone cameras on and ready to record to put it on their social media.
Great. Shinichi cursed himself.
Making their way, the two detectives hurriedly observed the pulse of the victim while hoping he could still be saved. Yet it was so faint and almost gone. With the last strength he got, he grabbed Shinichi who kneeled the nearest to his hand by the collar and pulled him closer, whispering something to his ear that turned out to be a clue to find the suspect.
With that, the investigation was undergone immediately. And as soon as the case was opened, it was also ended smoothly around two hours later.
But little did Shinichi know that this case would lead to something else. Something that would put his and Ai's marriage on the fringe without either one of them realizing it; that Shinichi's gold ring pendant necklace was accidentally exposed to the public.
It was the ring that symbolized their union, their commitment.
It was the ring that bound them together in one meaningful word called marriage.
And it was the ring that showed the world that he was taken.
Author's Note: Well, something serious must happen to their marriage sooner or later, right? (grin). Anyway, that first scene on this chapter was actually me attempting to write something out of my league. I just hope my thoughts were transpired well enough in those paragraphs. Then maybe– just maybe– one day I could do better and challenge myself to promote my other fic's rating (fingers crossed).
All in all, I do hope you like this chapter. And as always, please drop down your comments and reviews. Happy reading!
Disclaimer: All characters of Detective Conan are belong to Aoyama Gosho. I don't own any single of them.