Pairing: Kisaki Eri/Mouri Kogoro
Theme set: Beta
Rating: G to PG-13
Disclaimer: I don’t own it! Gosho Aoyama does!
Their first “date” was when he caught up to her one day on the walk home from school; they were eight years old.
Kogoro couldn’t dance, but he tried because she asked him to.
If wishes came true, Eri would come home.
Looking back on everything, Eri really had to wonder exactly where it all went wrong.
Eri stopped him at the door as he was heading out to a case; she straightened his tie and warned him to be careful.
Kogoro wasn’t very good at spur-of-the-moment things or surprises; something always went wrong.
The first time she found him in such a state, Eri hoped it would also be the last time he wound up that wasted.
8. Whiskey and rum
She blamed a lot on the fact that he didn’t know when to put the can or bottle down.
It got to a point where there was no telling what would set off an argument between them.
Eri was strong and confident and not easily flustered; still, when she saw his expression as she walked down the aisle, she felt herself blush.
Despite the separation, she was annoyed that Kogoro would forget…until she opened her mailbox and saw a card-sized envelope with her name on it in familiar handwriting.
When Eri told him she was pregnant, Kogoro couldn’t decide if he was elated or terrified.
Though he would flirt with almost anything young, breasted, and breathing, Kogoro knew that deep down he would always be very partial to the cool, elegant beauty of his estranged wife.
Whenever she showed him up, Kogoro’s temper would smolder for hours afterwards.
Eri wondered if they could ultimately reconcile, but when he did something stupid she would tell herself not to hold her breath.
He didn’t dare show her how much it really hurt when she left, even though he wanted to just fall apart.
Kogoro couldn’t quite seem to convince Ran that no, her mother wasn’t coming home.
On the day they took Ran to a fair, Kogoro wound up holding her balloon for her; Eri had to laugh at the sight of him holding a bright pink bunny balloon.
Eri watched from the hotel balcony, smiling, as Kogoro ran after a scarf she had accidentally lost to the wind.
Kogoro couldn’t decide if she was the bane of his life…or if it was more the idea of losing her forever.
In the instant before Kogoro pulled the trigger to save her life, everything around him went silent.
Eri was surprised that he could miss the glaringly obvious, but notice that she always set her glasses on the nightstand in a certain way.
Kogoro asked her point-blank if they still had a chance; she wanted to say yes.
As time went on the arguments grew more and more frequent.
Getting in the car and driving away from both of them was one of the hardest things Eri had ever done, but she refused to be deterred.
When he came home from a case involving a serial killer, Eri immediately rushed to the door to make sure he was really all right.
When Kogoro got drunk, he thought he was funny; Eri though otherwise.
They both regretted many of the verbal lances they hurled at each other, but both were too proud to admit it or apologize.
Eri was stunned when her estranged husband handed her the wedding ring she had lost in the sand.
Her reasons were all fair, and no one would blame her if she finally did it, but the truth was that the idea of a divorce made Eri go cold inside.
Kogoro was planning something; his smug smile gave that much away.
Sooner or later, one or both of them needed to apologize; it was a matter of who broke first.
Kogoro might not have been the smartest creature in the world, but she knew he still loved her.
When they were dating, Eri talked Kogoro into going to a symphony concert; she didn’t let herself get too surprised when he dozed off in the middle of the third piece.
When it came to biting wit, Eri really had him beat.
Their story was a simple tale of childhood friends who grew into high school sweethearts; there were no really juicy details until after they were married, when the arguments started.
Sitting in the waiting room, waiting to find out what the serial killer had poisoned Eri with, Kogoro found himself wondering, “What if…?”
They both quietly hoped that the separation would be temporary, but time just kept ticking by.
It was always difficult to get Kogoro to just say what was on his mind.
As she drove away, Kogoro went into the bedroom—what had been their bedroom only the day before—and just sat there alone behind the closed door.
Out on a highway in the middle of nowhere was NOT a good place to run out of gas; still, they had a good laugh about it…after Kogoro had trudged back with a gas can.
Ran usually refused to take sides where her parents were concerned, but even she had to admit that her father could be a real idiot sometimes.
Every once in a while he did notice things—he realized that her wedding ring was gone by how she flaunted her left hand.
Sometimes it seemed like they were miles apart, even though they were under the same roof.
It wasn’t normal to be separated for over a decade and not divorce, but neither truly wanted it to be over.
The morning after their wedding night had a particularly beautiful sunrise, Eri privately thought.
It took a lot of courage to shoot the woman he loved, but Kogoro did it to save her life.
Eri wasn’t perfect, but during all the years of their separation she never strayed—not once.
Getting Kogoro to admit that he wanted her back wasn’t easy, but it was strangely wonderful to hear him actually say the words.
No matter how often it felt like “One step forward, two steps back,” neither gave up; if they did, it meant that they were truly finished, and neither of them really wanted that to happen.
PS. A few of these (21, 37, and 47) are references to the second movie, which has some serious Eri/Kogoro love. Heck, these two need a lot more love, period! And I’m sort of happy because the reason I did these 1sentence things was as a writing exercise to try and think of some new ideas, and it WORKED. YAY!
Thanks for reading, all! Much love!