Pairing: Kudo Shinichi/Mouri Ran
Fandom: Detective Conan
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Gosho Aoyama. I claim none, I merely borrow them and dress them up in frilly smocks and make them dance to my ever-changing will like the puppets they are.
Summary: When Ran awoke, it was to Shinichi sitting beside her bed…smiling.
When Ran awoke, it was to the sterile white of a hospital room, to the overwhelming scent of gardenias, and to Shinichi sitting in a chair by her bed, watching her with a gentle smile. Sunlight found its way through the closed blinds, casting narrow lines of yellow on the tile floor. The room was comfortably quiet; they were alone.
“Hey,” she said softly. There seemed to be a very pleasant fog encasing her senses.
“Hey,” he repeated, reaching out with one hand to brush her bangs back from her forehead. “Welcome back, sleepyhead. Wasn’t sure if you were ever going to wake up.” His fingers lingered on the cool skin beneath her bangs. “Did you have a nice dream?”
“Hmm…” she murmured, closing her eyes and feeling his touch.
“The parents are all out in the waiting room,” Shinichi said softly. “Hattori and Kazuha have been keeping them at bay for the moment. According to the nurse, your dad tried to sneak by, and Kazuha floored him, right on his back on the ground. It was really impressive.”
Ran laughed lightly at the odd mental image; she turned her head and followed the smell to her bedside table. “Gardenias…” she said , breathing in the sweet fragrance. “You remembered.”
“Your favorite,” he nodded knowingly. “Of course I would remember that.”
Of course…after two years of marriage, she shouldn’t be so surprised that he would remember all those little things. Her favorites, her habits, her hobbies, her quirks…all the things that made Ran the person she was. But then again, it was mutual; she knew him inside and out as well. It was a benefit of knowing your spouse since childhood.
“Did you see him?” she asked. She had, right after the blessed event, in the haze of lingering pain and exhaustion and the chaos happening around her. A small, blanket-wrapped bundle had been placed in her arms; she’d held that tiny form close to her for just a few moments before she’d been given something to put her to sleep.
“I saw him,” Shinichi chuckled. “I was there when you saw him, too, remember?”
Things were gradually coming back into focus. Yes, he had been there—right beside her, the whole time, obligingly allowing her to crush his hand, and continually whispering words of encouragement into her ear as she screamed. She also remembered the way he’d had a proper heart attack when she’d come into his study, where he was studying the crime scene photos of his latest case, and calmly informed him that she was going into labor, so could he please drive?
“Where is he?” she asked.
“The nurse said she would bring him in soon,” he said. “Everything’s fine.”
As if on cue, the door opened and the nurse stepped in, bearing something very special in a small bassinet. “Kudo-san?” the nurse—a young, fresh-faced woman—said cheerily. “I believe there’s someone you need to meet.”
Shinichi jumped to his feet as the nurse once again passed Ran a tiny bundle, wrapped in a blue blanket; she then quickly absented herself, leaving the young family alone once more.
Ran just stared down at the small slumbering figure curled against her breast. She looked up at her husband, blue eyes shining. “Wow…” It seemed a childish thing to say, but it was really the only word flashing through her mind at that moment. Wow…just wow.
“You did that,” Shinichi said with a smile. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her temple. “I know I’ve told you that you were amazing…you did that.” Over the last nine months, a new life had been growing inside Ran, and in the space of the last few hours, she had actually brought that life into the world. Biologically, he knew exactly how it happened, but everything else…it was one of those mysteries he refused to even touch, knowing he would never solve it.
Ran raised an eyebrow at him. “If I recall, you helped. This isn’t exactly a solo sport, Shinichi.” She was rewarded when he had the grace to blush and cough delicately. But her attention swiftly returned to the tiny newborn, sound asleep in her arms.
Their blessing. Their child. Their son.
They were silent for a long time, simply sitting together and enjoying the aftermath and the glow of realization and love. She held their baby; he held her. It was overwhelming.
“You know…” Ran said softly after a while, “we never did decide on a name.”
Shinichi thought for a moment, then grinned cheekily. “How about Conan?”
PS. And lo, it was short and fluffy. Only one left…and it’s already written, to be posted soon ;_; Hard to believe we’re almost done. Hope all you lurvly people will tune in for the next (and final) installment of Shinichi and Ran’s 30 Kisses. Thanks, all! Much love!