Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Shinichi/Ran (General series)
Prompt: #99—writer’s choice
Word Count: 736 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: They were gathered on a beautiful day to celebrate a return to normality. Shinichi/Ran
“We really couldn’t ask for any better weather today, could we?” Ran said, putting a hand up to her face as though to shield her eyes. The gesture was more for show, though, as she was wearing a hat with a wide brim that offered plenty of shade and protection from the sun’s bright light.
“Hmm, it is beautiful,” Haibara Ai agreed with a slight smile. “A good day for a game.”
Agasa just chuckled. “This is sort of exciting, isn’t it?”
“Yup!” Ran said, slinging her collapsable chair over one shoulder and starting towards the field, where numerous spectators were gathering in anticipation of the coming event. “Thank you both for coming with me. It means a lot that you could be here for this.”
“Not at all,” the good doctor waved a hand and followed. “I was glad to be invited. It’s been a while.”
“I wonder who else will come,” Ai commented as they set up their chairs.
Ran tapped her chin thoughtfully. “I thought Takagi-keiji mentioned that they might—“
As if on cue, Officer Satou Miwako appeared, grinning from ear to ear and waving. “I thought that was you!” she cheered, walking right up to them. Takagi idled along behind her, carrying the chairs.
“Good to see you made it. Oh…” Ran pretended to look surprised. “You came here together?”
Satou had the good grace to blush. “Yes. We did.”
Takagi muttered something and went crimson.
“So this should be a good game, right?” Satou said a little too loudly, quickly and expertly changing the subject as she helped Takagi unfold their chairs.
“It will be!” Ran replied. “The team we’re playing comes from our rival school. It’s always a good game.”
“Well, I hear that there’s a killer new player on the Teitan High team,” Satou said knowingly. “He’s supposed to be insanely good, practically a professional.”
“I’ve heard that too,” Agasa interjected with a chuckle. “I’m looking forward to seeing him play.”
“I have also heard it said that he’s pretty cute,” Satou added with a conspiratorial wink. “What do you think about that, Ran-chan?” She laughed out loud when Ran blushed and stammered a disclaimer.
“Ah, don’t tease,” Haibara said smoothly. “Ran-san is happily spoken for. But in regards to this new player, I was told that he had been away for quite some time. A business trip, or something to that effect.” She straightened her sunglasses. “This is his first game since coming home.”
“Then they’d better win!” Satou said, thrusting a fist triumphantly into the air. “Especially because we have to report back to Megure-keibu on how it goes. He’s on duty today, so he couldn’t come.”
The conversation more or less died there as the crowd stirred. The game was about to begin, and the referees and teams took to the soccer field to start warming up in preparation for the match.
Ran was on her feet immediately, searching for the much-lauded “new player.” She actually knew the whole story, the one that most people would have dismissed as a fairy tale. This player had been kept away by circumstances that seemed like something made of magic, and had only recently been allowed to return. She knew of his internal debate on the matter, his verbal query as to what she thought of it all, and finally his humble request of the team’s coach to be allowed to join the team and get back on the field and in the game. He had missed it a great deal.
She had encouraged him in the matter; it was a good idea. He needed it. He needed that return to normality, something to do that didn’t involve mysteries or murderers or dangerous organizations. Oh, he still worked with the police with great frequency, but…well, he had actually refused a call from Megure because they had been out together. That realization alone made her feel very warm.
The “business matter” that had kept him away had changed him in so many ways, and almost all of them were for the better. The humility was one perfect example, and his forwardness in certain matters of great importance and personal interest to her…
She knew she had never been happier.
And when she caught Shinichi’s eye on the field and waved to him, and he waved back, she had the very pleasant feeling that he felt exactly the same.