Candyland (candyfics) wrote,

Breaking Apart (30 Hugs: Heiji/Kazuha)

Title: Breaking Apart
Fandom: Detective Conan
Theme: #20—broken dreams
Pairing: Hattori Heiji/Toyama Kazuha
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan or any related characters. They belong to Gosho Aoyama. I simply throw fruit at them, take pictures, and call it modern art. Critics love me.
Summary: The flowers fell from her hands, petals scattering everywhere.

It was sunny, such a beautiful day with a nice cool wind blowing.

Kazuha’s school satchel swung by her side in time to the steady rhythm of her steps. She’d rushed out of there the instant the final bell had sounded, and come straight here from school, making a single stop along the way to pick something up.

She passed through the open gate, slowing her pace only slightly. Then she squared her shoulders and continued marching towards her ultimate destination. Finally, she saw him, and again her steps slowed. No turning back now, though. She approached him and stood silently for a moment. He didn’t say anything—how unusual, she reflected wryly, for the Man with the Permanently Open Mouth.

Still, it couldn’t be helped now, could it. Instead, she just started to talk to him. It was nothing particularly in-depth or interesting; she simply told him the events of the last few days, things happening at school, an amusing anecdote about something her father had done that morning. Random chatter, but still, at least she was talking to him now.

Sort of.

The sun had moved a fair distance across the sky when she finally ran out of things to say and to tell him. It really was time for her to be getting home. Still, she lingered in the silence for a moment longer, her fingers tightening around the flower stems in her hands. It felt morbid, but this really was the place where she felt closest to Heiji, where she could talk to him without anyone else hearing.

It was a lonely sort of togetherness…but it was something.

She did not bend to lay the flowers at his grave. Instead, she hugged them against her chest before she simply released them. The blossoms tumbled from her hands, almost in slow motions. Their petals scattered everywhere, like the tiny pieces of broken dreams and a broken heart. Everything was breaking apart, just like those flowers. It was so senseless, so pointless…

For a moment, she watched the wind carry some of the petals off, while other petals got stuck in the ground and were left to wave futilely in the breeze. Some flew away, while others remained behind.

It was painfully familiar.

There was something she’d held so close to her chest, something she’d been trying to bring herself to say even to the marker that bore his name carved into its stone.

“Goodbye, Heiji,” she said softly. “I loved you.”

It really was so stupid to admit it now—he probably couldn’t hear her from wherever he was. And even if he could hear her, there was no reason to think that he was actually listening. He never had before, why should he start now? The thought almost made her smile; in death, she still found herself thinking of him as the same ahou he’d always been in life.

No, no, no…he was gone now. She couldn’t quite bring herself to think of him as an angel, though. This was Heiji—yes, she believed he was in a better place (contrary to her many speculations about his less-than-desirable destination after death), but the whole “wings and halo” idea just didn’t fit him.

It really was time to go now. She had to get home, no matter how much she wanted to stay just a few more minutes. She’d been giving herself ‘a few more minutes’ for nearly an hour now. But she would come again, another day for another visit and another one-sided conversation that he might or might not even be listening to.

Kazuha smiled softly, sadly. “I love you, ahou. See you when I see you.”

As she turned to leave, she found herself facing into the wind that had been blowing all day…and she could have sworn that it actually pulled her ponytail.


Instinctively, she clapped a hand to her head and glared at…well, at the empty air around her, more than anything. “Still a pain in the ass,” she muttered halfheartedly, smoothing her hair. Still, she was smiling again. “Ahou. Quit teasing me.”

There was another tug on her hair that she knew didn’t have anything to do with the wind…

And then it was gone.


First Day in Heaven

As if it wasn’t enough of a shock to wake up and find himself dead, Heiji was now having the fight of his afterlife. He didn’t care what anyone said—there was no way in hell (or heaven, as the case may be) that he was wearing that stupid halo.

Still, the wings were kind of cool, he had to admit. He could fly!

Well…after a couple of attempts, anyway. Lucky Kazuha wasn’t here (for several reasons, actually—if she was here too, that would mean she was dead, and that was not a good idea), or she would have been laughing her ass off at the Heiji-shaped impressions left on the clouds.

But judging by the way his tour guide (or whatever that other angel was there for) reacted in a classic facepalm, Heiji concluded that he was the first person to ever ask if the wings only came in white—did they have anything in green?

PS. Man, I’m over a third of the way into this challenge, and I hadn’t killed anyone off yet. What the hell is wrong with me? And why do I always kill Heiji? Ah well, can’t be helped. I’m just a sadistic little fangirl, I s’pose =D The thing about this one was that it kept trying to veer off into a very wry humor, and finally I just said “Okay! Omake the green wings joke and let it be!” Just a short little plunnie for ya. Thanks for reading, all. Hope you enjoyed it! Much love!

BTW, ammchan? This one's for you, hon ^_~

Tags: character: heiji, character: kazuha, fandom: detective conan/magic kaito, fic: 30 hugs, misc: theme comm

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