Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Ran, Kazuha, Heiji (General series)
Prompt: #34—not enough
Word Count: 856 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: It was right there in his eyes, the way he looked at you. Ran-Kazuha friendship, light H/K
Trying to keep Ran calm was turning into a more difficult task than Kazuha had anticipated. The young woman from Tokyo, though usually fairly reasonable, was in quite a state, running her, there, and the other place as she waited for news on Kudo-kun’s condition.
Kazuha understood. She understood all too well. If their roles were reversed, and it was Heiji who had been wheeled into emergency surgery after taking a bullet to the chest, Kazuha would have been doing the same thing Ran was doing now. But as a friend, she knew she had to step in.
She caught Ran’s arm, startling her into stopping. She took advantage of that to put her hands on Ran’s shoulders. “He’ll be fine. You need to calm down. Panicking isn’t going to help—you’re just going to wear yourself out.”
There were tears in Ran’s eyes, which was not surprising. “I can’t just sit there and wait! I—I have to do something!” Her voice cracked harshly on the last word.
“We have to trust the doctors,” Kazuha said firmly, an echo of an earlier moment when she had said the exact same thing to a panicking Heiji to calm him down. “There’s nothing else we can do. The doctors will do everything they can to save him.”
“But what if they can’t save him?” Ran asked in a tearful whisper. “I’ll never get to talk to him again, and I’ll never know how he—“ She stopped again, putting one shaky hand to her lips to stave off any further babbling. “I just can’t lose him…god, I’m so scared…”
Kazuha smiled knowingly, feeling the first prick of tears in her own eyes. “You’ll never know how he feels about you, right?” Ran looked startled as she went on. “I can tell you that, Ran-chan—he loves you.”
Ran looked baffled. “What? How do you—“
Kazuha cut her off with a sad smile and a shake of the head. “Remember the night of the play? When he stepped in as the Black Knight? I watched him. It was really obvious how he felt about you—it was right there in his eyes, the way he looked at you.”
“…how did you see it?” Ran asked.
“Of course I’d recognize that look,” Kazuha said softly. Her composure finally broke beneath the strain of watching over her two friends in addition to handling her own conflicting emotions, and the first tear rolled free, followed by another and another, so many in quick succession. It was the perfect moment, the perfect chance to tell someone her most guarded secret—Ran wouldn’t tell, wouldn’t laugh…
“Kazuha-chan?” Ran was calling to her.
Making a decision, she took a deep, shaky breath and said, “I know Kudo-kun loves you…because the way he watches you is the same way I watch Heiji.”
Ran’s eyes widened. “You—“
“I know. It’s stupid, isn’t it?” she said with a sad laugh. “I fell for him. After everything, I fell for him, just like the idiot he always says I am. And he’s the only one who doesn’t get it…” She rubbed at her eyes with the back of her hand as the tears fell harder.
“It’s not easy, is it?” Ran said tearfully, pulling her in for a hug. “Never easy…”
“Nothing’s ever easy. It’s never good enough,” Kazuha said, her voice shuddering. She followed Heiji, watching out for him, trying to keep him safe, worrying about him…and for what? It was never enough. It just wasn’t enough…
“But you two still have a chance,” Ran whispered, pulling back to look at her. “Don’t be like me. Don’t be as stupid as I was and not tell him. Don’t waste time. You might not get another chance.” This was true insight, the voice of wisdom gained by painful experience.
Kazuha was about to reply when they were interrupted. “Ran-chan!” Satou was hurrying towards them; she came to a stop, her high heels sliding slightly on the tile floor. “He just came out of surgery.”
Ran threw a look back at Kazuha, who waved her off. “Go. Hurry—tell me how he is.” The order didn’t need to be repeated, and Ran and Satou were off in a hurry, leaving Kazuha to stand in the middle of the hospital corridor and just turn her own thoughts over in her head.
Particularly Ran’s parting words…
She froze at the sound of her name. And slowly, she turned to face the source of the voice.
Heiji was standing there, watching her with a startled look on his face. She didn’t even have to ask how long he’d been there. She knew at a glance that he had heard plenty.
“Kazuha…you…” he said slowly, then stopped as though unsure of what exactly to say.
She stood there for a moment, trying to decide what to do. Then Ran’s words came back to her about not making the same mistakes and not wasting time. And slowly, Kazuha smiled.
One of them had to grow up first, and it might as well be her.
Squaring her shoulders…she told him the truth.
PS. Short little Ran-Kazuha friendship fic. Yay! Thanks for reading, all! Much love!