Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: General series
Word Count: # words
Author's Notes: I do not own Detective Conan. It all belongs to Gosho Aoyama. I simply borrow the characters, tie them up, and dance them around like life-sized puppets. I do wish they’d stop complaining.
Summary: He really had no idea what he was doing, but he was going to do it anyway. Mitsuhiko/Ai
Mitsuhiko was always all about logic. Science, equations, and rational explanations.
But there were some things that seemed to go beyond the reach of the aforementioned logic. Things he couldn’t quite put a proper name to, or explain with reason. And one of those things was the way he felt about Haibara Ai, the pretty girl in his class.
Haibara was a mystery. She seemed a lot older than most of the other kids in class. She had been even more grown-up than Conan-kun had been before he went back to America with his parents. And Haibara was smart—really smart. She knew all sorts of things about science.
And Mitsuhiko was pretty sure he was head-over-heels for her.
Granted, he had heard grown-ups say that it was always so cute when little kids had crushes on other little kids. What had they called it—puppy love? And they always said that it didn’t last very long. But…somehow, he didn’t think they were right. At least, not in his situation. Because he really, really liked Haibara.
And he wanted to tell her.
The trouble was that he wasn’t sure how to go about it. So he decided to seek counsel from someone older and wiser than himself—someone who he knew had some actual experience with this kind of stuff…
Shinichi and Ran both stopped at the sound of his name and turned around. They were slightly surprised to see Mitsuhiko running up behind them. The child skidded to a stop in front of them and then hunched over, hands on his knees, gasping for air.
“Mitsuhiko-kun, what’s wrong?” Ran asked.
He looked up at them earnestly. “Shinichi-niisan! I need to know how you and Ran-neechan got together!”
The two high school students looked startled. “I…why do you want to know?” Shinichi asked.
“Well, I…” the child blushed and looked off to one side.
That was enough for the teenagers to get the message. “Well…” Shinichi said thoughtfully, “…when I got home, I told Ran how I felt about her.” He turned his head slightly to throw his girlfriend a smile, one that she returned. “That was actually the hardest part of it—but it was worth it.”
“Did you know that Ran-neechan would say yes?” Mitsuhiko pressed.
Shinichi blushed a little bit. “I was pretty sure, but there’s always a chance. But I got really lucky.”
Ran put a hand on her boyfriend’s shoulder. “Mitsuhiko-kun, I’m going to assume that there’s someone special to you, and you want to tell her, right? Well, I would say just go ahead and tell her. The worst thing that can happen is that she’ll say no, right?”
“Just tell her?” Mitsuhiko looked a little bit uncomfortable. But he was really thinking it over…what would be the best way to approach Haibara and tell her that really really liked her?
As he walked away, lost in thought, he didn’t hear Shinichi murmur to Ran, “Hope it works out.”
Ran nodded. “Just because it might be puppy love doesn’t mean it’s any less real…or can hurt any less.”
Okay. There she was.
She’d broken off from the rest of the class to go off on her own. This wasn’t exactly a common occurrence, but it happened enough that it wasn’t out of character either. He wasn’t at all surprised to find her sitting in the shade of a tree in the schoolyard, her Bento box beside her, a book open in her lap. It was one of those thick, important-looking, grown-up books she favored so much.
He had looked at one once, but a good majority of the text had been twelve feet over his head. How did she understand all of that, anyway? Well, that was simple: Haibara was incredibly intelligent. She was the smartest kid in class. Of course she would be able to read books like that and understand them.
It was something he admired.
He had wracked his eight-year-old mind in a desperate attempt to come up with the best way to ‘just tell her,’ like Shinichi-niisan and Ran-neechan had advised. In the movies, it seemed like the guy always showed up with flowers—girls apparently liked flowers. So Mitsuhiko had looked around and found some really pretty white and yellow flowers growing in a lot near his house; he picked some and brought them with him. They were only slightly smashed from coming to school in his bag, but he couldn’t risk Genta seeing them, or else he would never hear the end of it.
Mitsuhiko swallowed hard and crept out from behind the tree, towards her. He didn’t notice that her eyes slid towards him before returning to her book long before he figured she would have noticed him. But soon enough, he was approaching, and she looked up at him. “Tsuburaya-kun?”
He stood there for what felt like an eternity and a half, trying to say what he had come here to say. He had even practiced it the night before in front of a mirror. He was totally prepared. But now, with her actually sitting there, waiting expectantly for him to say something…he forgot everything.
So he reverted to default. “Umm…here! These are for you!” He thrust the flowers at her. She took them, giving him that same quizzical look. And he was embarrassed to hear himself blurt it out in the worst way possible. “Uh, umm…I LIKE YOU!” He squeezed his eyes shut and waited to see what she would say.
When she didn’t speak, he cracked one eye open to see what the damage was. Haibara was staring at him with wide, startled eyes. Her hand was in a tight fist around the flower stems, like she was afraid they were going to disappear from her grasp if she didn’t.
Instinct kicked in with its classic ‘fight or flight’ choice, and flight won in a solid knockout. “Well…see you later!” he barked before he turned and ran.
Once he was sure he was out of sight, he stopped and leaned against a wall, breathing hard and feeling his heart hammer against his ribcage. Well, that could have gone a LOT better…why did he have to go and freeze like that? She probably thought he was the biggest idiot in the world! Oh, this was bad, this was
He nearly jumped out of his skin and whipped around.
Haibara was standing there; she was still holding the flowers, and wearing an unreadable expression. But that was typical of her as well—sometimes it was just impossible to tell what she was thinking or feeling. Still, she seemed to think for a moment before taking a step forward, rising up on her tiptoes, and pressing a feather-light kiss to his cheek. “Thank you.”
PS. Yeah, maybe a little OOC for Haibara, but if Shinichi’s back and the Black Ops are gone, she can relax a bit, ne? And I think these two are in serious need of more attention, for they are most adorable. Show them the love, everyone!! Thanks for reading, and much love!