If Only... (Detective Conan, Heiji/Kazuha, challenge #6)
Title: If Only..
Author: fireblazie
Pairing: Heiji/Kazuha
Fandom: Detective Conan
Theme: #6: the space between dream and reality
Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan. Am just borrowing the characters for a bit!
Sometimes, at night, she would dream. She would dream of him, and of her. Her feelings, unable to reach him. His feelings, unsure and uncertain.
Often enough, they were happy dreams, the sort of dreams that she would love to be reality. The sort of dreams... The sort of dreams that she knew would never come true. The sort of dreams that would strictly remain as dreams, and nothing more.
In these dreams, he would take her by the hand, lead her to the rooftop of a tall building, and gaze at her underneath the unflickering stars above them. There was always a moon, a bright, shining full moon, smiling down gently at the two of them. He would caress her hair and look at her - not just look, but really, truly, look at her - as... as more than just a childhood friend. As more than just an older-sister-figure. He would look at her in the way she would want him to, and had always wanted him to.
And then he would cup her face in his hands, tilt her head back, and kiss her passionately.
Then she would wake up, and realize that it wasn't real. It never was. It never could be.
In the daytime, everything went on just as it should, the two of them walking to school together, squabbling over the pettiest little things. They went to their classes, took notes, ate lunch, and went back home. Just as friends. They would never be anything more.
So when one day, after school, he stopped, dead in his tracks, and she found herself crashing into his wide, broad back, she froze, unbelieving, staring at the expression on his face, reflected in his eyes.
She could only stand there, numbly gazing up at him.
She didn't move as he lowered his face to hers. She didn't move as he pressed his lips gently against hers.
It wasn't a dream, but it wasn't real, either; it couldn't be..
She didn't care anymore.
She closed her eyes and kissed him back.
- fin -
Author: fireblazie
Pairing: Heiji/Kazuha
Fandom: Detective Conan
Theme: #6: the space between dream and reality
Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan. Am just borrowing the characters for a bit!
Sometimes, at night, she would dream. She would dream of him, and of her. Her feelings, unable to reach him. His feelings, unsure and uncertain.
Often enough, they were happy dreams, the sort of dreams that she would love to be reality. The sort of dreams... The sort of dreams that she knew would never come true. The sort of dreams that would strictly remain as dreams, and nothing more.
In these dreams, he would take her by the hand, lead her to the rooftop of a tall building, and gaze at her underneath the unflickering stars above them. There was always a moon, a bright, shining full moon, smiling down gently at the two of them. He would caress her hair and look at her - not just look, but really, truly, look at her - as... as more than just a childhood friend. As more than just an older-sister-figure. He would look at her in the way she would want him to, and had always wanted him to.
And then he would cup her face in his hands, tilt her head back, and kiss her passionately.
Then she would wake up, and realize that it wasn't real. It never was. It never could be.
In the daytime, everything went on just as it should, the two of them walking to school together, squabbling over the pettiest little things. They went to their classes, took notes, ate lunch, and went back home. Just as friends. They would never be anything more.
So when one day, after school, he stopped, dead in his tracks, and she found herself crashing into his wide, broad back, she froze, unbelieving, staring at the expression on his face, reflected in his eyes.
She could only stand there, numbly gazing up at him.
She didn't move as he lowered his face to hers. She didn't move as he pressed his lips gently against hers.
It wasn't a dream, but it wasn't real, either; it couldn't be..
She didn't care anymore.
She closed her eyes and kissed him back.
- fin -