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Alternate Communication (30 Kisses: Shinichi/Ran)

Title: Alternate Communication
Author: Candyland
Pairing: Kudo Shinichi/Mouri Ran
Fandom: Detective Conan
Theme: #5—“ano sa” (“hey, you know…”)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: All characters are the property of Gosho Aoyama. I claim none, I merely borrow them and dress them up in frilly smocks and make them dance to my ever-changing will like the puppets they are.

It was just a normal morning. Shinichi woke up to the sound of the Alarm Clock Monster attacking him. Just like normal. It was vanquished when he picked it up and tossed it against the wall. Just like normal—well, maybe the fact that it made a crunching noise when it hit the wall, and a decidedly broken sound when it landed on the floor wasn’t exactly normal. Oh well, he’d been meaning to get a new one anyway. And either way, it was better than Agasa’s explosions.

A few splashes of cold water to the face and quick breakfast—most important meal of the day—did wonders to wake him up. Just like normal. In fact, he was still gnawing on the last crust of toast as he headed off in search of appropriate clothing. Minutes later, he was almost ready to go. Just like normal.

Grinning at his reflection, he opened his mouth to say something to himself, just like normal—what, don’t tell me you’ve never had a conversation with yourself in the bathroom mirror—and was unpleasantly startled when only a few deep, strangled croaks escaped him. He closed his mouth, and frowned at the mirror.

Oooooookay, this wasn’t just like normal. And it certainly wasn’t a good sign.

Still frowning, he finished straightening his green tie and slipped his blue uniform jacket on before giving himself a quick once-over in the mirror. There, looking good and ready to face another day at the hell-hole—err, school. And right on cue, the doorbell rang. Shoving his feet into his sneakers, he grabbed his satchel and was out the door.

Ran was waiting for him by the gate to his house. “Good morning!” she cheered when she saw him on the walkway. She stepped aside to let him out, waited while he closed and locked everything up, and they were off, on their way to school.

“You’re awfully quiet this morning,” Ran commented with a smile after they’d been walking for a minute or so in silence. “You’re never this quiet.”

Shinichi looked at her and tried to say something (possibly a witty retort), but again, there were just those funny noises that came out. It sounded like a rather large toad had hopped into his room in the middle of the night, and decided to take up residence in the back of his throat.

“Uh-oh…” Ran’s smile vanished to be replaced by sympathy. Acting on habit alone, she reached up to check his forehead for any signs of a temperature or fever.

Also on habit alone, Shinichi blushed.

Finding nothing to suggest illness (save for the fact that his face was now bright red), she withdrew her hand and shook her head. “Well, it’s not a cold or anything. You probably just have laryngitis. It’ll go away in a day or so.”

Shinichi pouted. Silently, of course.

School was a decided torture. His teachers soon discovered that their star student was not going to be much of a participant, and his classmates alternated between teasing, sympathy and snickering. He quickly decided that it was not worth it, and ended up napping through the whole day, just so it would go by more quickly.

And Ran watched the whole time and smiled. Poor Shinichi…he was really having a tough time.

But finally, blessedly, the school day was over, and they were free

“You still haven’t gotten your voice back?” Ran asked sympathetically as they engaged in their traditional Walk Home from the Bowels of Hell—Err, from School.

He merely shook his head sadly. As chatty as he could be, it was hard to go an entire day without the ability to speak. And just to prove his point, he let out another ribbit sound. He really hoped there wasn’t a case today or anything. It would be pretty tricky to ask questions and proclaim his brilliant deductions when he sounded like a frog!

Ran giggled. “Oh, don’t worry so much. I’m sure you’ll be fine tomorrow.”

Shinichi sighed; he looked down at her then, and frowned. There was something he had been thinking over carefully, and he had kind of wanted to mention it to her today. But the lack of cooperation from his body had pretty much left him up the creek without a paddle.

He opened his mouth and managed to croak out a barely-understandable, “Ano sa…”

Ran looked up at him questioningly, mildly surprised that he was still making an effort to speak when earlier experiments had proven that it wasn’t going to work. But that was Shinichi: stubborn to a fault. “What’s up?”

Shinichi frowned. His voice was decidedly broken; talking wasn’t going to work today. Thinking fast, he dug into his school bag with one hand and pulled out a notepad and a pen. Without him having to ask, she held his bag while he scribbled his message out on the paper and held it out for her to read.

“I think I know a better way for me to communicate with you,” he had written. “It’ll let me say a lot more than I normally could with words or signs or writing.” He was smiling while he watched her read. “Do you wanna give it a try?”

She passed the paper back, curious. “Really? What is it?”

He wrote for a second, then handed the paper back. “Do you want to try it? Yes or no?”

Ran read it and rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. “Sure!” she nodded. “What is it?”

Shinichi took his school bag back from her and returned the notebook and pen to their proper place before closing the satchel and slinging it over his shoulder casually. He waited a second, then turned and leaned down, his face towards Ran’s cheek.


PS. Inspired by a web comic. I just thought it was the cutest thing ever, had to do it. This one has to go out to someone who always has the nicest things to say—fyliwionvilyaer, I hereby dedicate this Kiss to you, hon!! *glomp* Hope everyone liked it. Much love!!

Tags: character: ran, character: shinichi/conan, fandom: detective conan/magic kaito, fic: 30 kisses, misc: theme comm

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