Pairing: Kudo Shinichi/Mouri Ran
Theme set: Gamma
Rating: G to PG-13
Disclaimer: I don’t own it! Gosho Aoyama does!
When her cell phone rang, Ran was thrilled to see Shinichi’s number on her caller ID screen.
After Shinichi got hurt during a case, Ran treated him to a lecture about the dangers of playing hero while the doctor bandaged him up.
Sometimes she wondered if he was ever coming back to her; sometimes she believed that she was going to be left alone with only remembrances.
Ran certainly wasn’t snooping around for a little white jeweler’s box—what gave him that idea?
The minute the antidote did its work…Shinichi fell over from dizziness; then he got up and sprinted all the way to her doorstep.
Ran’s temper, when properly provoked, had the force of a tropical storm and all the subtlty of a charging rhino, but Shinichi loved her in spite of the occasional bruise.
Someday, he promised, I’ll come back—and then I’ll take you to the stars.
It seemed like Shinichi was always getting sick, but if he was stuck in bed with a fever, then at least Ran knew exactly where he was.
Ran couldn’t bear to cut the red wire on the bomb because it looked too much like a red thread…
Their wine glasses met with a soft ding as they shared a toast to celebrate the diamond on Ran’s finger.
While everyone else cheered “Happy New Year” at the stroke of midnight, Shinichi found himself preoccupied with the lips pressing firmly against his.
After being apart for so long and finally being together again, the temptation to throw caution and reason to the four winds was almost overwhelming.
As Conan, Shinichi learned very quickly to be careful when looking up at Ran while she was wearing a skirt.
Although she knew how much he idolized Sherlock Holmes, Ran twitched when Shinichi mentioned the idea of a violin.
If her hair was this soft, Shinichi could only imagine what the rest of her felt like.
He pulled the blankets up around her bare shoulders, taking care not to disturb her as she slept.
When he said he would come back, she made him say the words “I promise” because he had never broken a promise to her before.
The first time they kissed, Shinichi realized that his dreams couldn’t even begin to do the moment justice.
Her skin seemed to glow in the candelight as she moved beneath his hands.
Ran was about to deck him until he explained that when he said he was “proud of his talent,” he was talking about soccer.
Tangled in each other’s arms, they didn’t need any words at all.
It had been one hell of a road to get back to her…but in hindsight, after all was said and done, Shinichi really couldn’t say that he wouldn’t do it again.
It was the little things that reminded him why he loved her as much as he did, like when she tethered them from a fire hose and jumped from the top of a skyscraper so they could have a chance of escaping the burning building.
When the nightmares came, all she could do was hold his hand and hope that she was strong enough for both of them.
Ran pulled off Conan’s glasses and was finally able to see Shinichi in those blue eyes.
When he told her he was coming home late because of a case, her response was as warm as a glacier.
Without her, he would have fallen into the abyss long before.
Shinichi somehow managed to call just as she was starting to wonder if he had forgotten her.
She asked when he was coming home, and he evaded the question as best he could; every single time he called, they did the dance, and it always left them both tired and unhappy.
When he came home and found her waiting for him in something short, lacy, and red, Shinichi suddenly forgot that he was tired.
Agreeing to love, honor, and cherish was by far the easiest vow either of them had ever made.
Watching him run off into the darkness behind Tropical Land, Ran had the horrible feeling that this might be goodbye for real.
Ran told Shinichi that she wanted to see the world with him; he kept that in mind when the time came to start planning their honeymoon.
She looked good in everything, from the fancy to the everyday, but Shinichi honestly thought she looked best in jeans and a T-shirt—preferrably one of his T-shirts.
Shinichi managed to find a certain spot on Ran’s neck that, when kissed, made her feel warm all over.
Ran had to bite back her laughter at the sight of the cake because she knew how hard Shinichi had worked to make it for her birthday.
Of all the ways for Ran to find out the truth…of all the places where it could have happened…she wished it could have been anywhere other than in the waiting room outside the Intensive Care Unit.
Conan looked strangely torn between happiness and despair when Ran told him that she would wait forever if that was how long it took for Shinichi to come back to her.
The whole story behind Conan was overwhelming, but Ran was determined to hear the whole truth about what had happened to Shinichi before she started making any decisions.
Their hushed promises at the altar gave way to not-so-hushed affirmations of their love once they were safely in their hotel room.
When he got to their meeting spot two hours late, he was amazed that Ran was not only still there, but she said she had been worried about him.
After everything went down, Shinichi took her hand and led her away from everyone else; she deserved the first explanation.
After finding her Christmas present on the stairs, Ran went through the entire house looking for Shinichi; meanwhile, Conan ran around and hid.
Finally being able to hold her proved to him once and for all that faith wasn’t blind.
His desire to keep her safe overshadowed how lonely they both were, and so he kept the truth from her.
Newton’s law says that an object in motion will stay in motion until an outside force acts upon it; ergo, Ran kept running until Shinichi’s arms were there to stop her.
First Ran laughed at the look on Shinichi’s face; then she helped him change the tire.
This was definitely new territory for both of them, but as he pressed her back against the bed, she decided that they would learn together.
“Ran, I swear the handcuffs are for work!”
Okay, Shinichi—stop being a coward, take a deep breath, and pop the question already!