The Sad Truth

Gosho Aoyama respectively owns Detective Conan and all a characters. I am writing this on a rainy day. Major storms down here! This should be fun. This is my first FanFic.

The rain pounded hard outside of the Mouri Detective agency. Ran looked out her window, hoping Shinichi would call to make this storm feel better. Thunder rumbled just as Ran's phone blinked Shinichi's name. She let her phone vibrate for two seconds before she quickly grabbed it and flipped it open.

"Shinichi!" She cried out happily. He had not called in forever.

"Ran…" Shinichi sounded down, tentative.

"Shinichi? What's wrong?"

"Ran, there's something I've been meaning to tell you for a long time now. Please bear with me for a moment. I know you must have a lot on your mind that you wish to say, but I am tired of hurting you because I cannot be with you."

"Shinichi…" Ran tried to interrupt.

"No, please. I need to say this. The day I left you was the day I died." Ran's breath caught in her throat.

"N-nani?"

"I'm dead, Ran. You've been talking to a ghost. I've been telling you to hold onto me; 'wait for me', but I was just so afraid to let go. So afraid I would never get to see you as me."

"B-but, what about all those times I saw you? I-I touched you, held onto you… You took me to dinner!" Ran became hysterical, "You're not dead! We all saw you at the school play. You told me you loved me by the Big Ben! I know I saw you! Don't do this. Shinichi!"

"Ran… I'm so sorry. The day I ran away from you, I should have left you alone. I shouldn't have dragged you so far down with me. I was selfish. I couldn't let go and all I did was hurt my best friend. Just let a dead man go, Ran. The way I should have let you go. This is the last conversation I will have as myself. I'm just so tired. Tired of waiting for the day I get to see you again, tired of the day where I don't make you cry… I'm just sick, Ran. I can't do it anymore."

"No! You will not do this to me! Not after waiting so long! Shinichi—"

"Ran. Gomenesai… Sayonara. Thank you for waiting. Sorry I couldn't bring myself to let you go. Sorry I couldn't tell you I was dead. Sorry for being sorry."

"Shinichi!" Ran cried. The storm raged, as if responding to her emotions. She hiccupped, gasping for breath. This couldn't be happening. Not after two years of waiting for him to return to her. Dead my butt!

"Shinichi-hic-don't leave me." Ran tried one last time.

"On that day at Tropical Land, I had already left you." Shinichi sounded very tired. He was giving up. After he promised to come back.

"Find someone else, okay? Someone who will never leave your side," Shinichi started.

"Baka! Don't do this!" Ran cried.

"F-find someone who won't hurt you, forget about me. Wipe the slate clean. I'm not the one. Be yourself, love yourself and don't fall for a stupid mystery otaku who would leave you alone just to solve a stupid crime. One last time, I love you Ran. I love you because you're a Tom-boy. I love your martial arts. I love your strength. I love the way you laugh—"

"Stop it! Shinichi, please!"

"—I love the way your eyes sparkle when you watch a cooking show. I love how you're a mother to everyone. I love your voice—"

"Please…" Ran whimpered, tears streaming down her face. He was leaving her again. This time, for real. And he was leaving behind a bloody hole where her heart used to be.

"And finally, I love you for being you. Sorry for being me. Sorry I never cared about you like I should have. Sorry I was never there. Sorry for getting myself killed. Sorry for hurting you."

Ran couldn't speak. She felt like the weight of the air was crushing her. She wished the storm would sweep her up and wash her away.

"Ran?" Shinichi said after what felt like an eternity of silence.

"Shinichi…I'm sorry too. I'm sorry I couldn't save you before you died. I love you, too. Always have. And I will never forget you. Even though you told me to. Even though I feel like hating you right now… I can't. I love you so much. Gomenesai, Shinichi."

"Sayonara, Ran. I'll miss you." And then he hung up. Ran felt numb. Then she broke down and cried. She cried so hard, wailing, gasping for breath. Her father came into the room. He sat down and hugged her, petting her hair, not even asking why she was crying. He let her cry and cry until she fell asleep.

Conan dropped Shinichi's phone into the toilet in Agasa's house. He felt under his eyes. He was crying , too. The door to the bathroom opened. Haibara stepped inside the bathroom with him and closed the door. Conan turned around, tears still streaming silently down his face. A flicker of pity flashed on Haibara's face. Conan caught it and quickly wiped away his tears.

"Oh, Haha! Gomenei, Haibara! I-I stubbed my toe when I was flushing the toilet. Damn, that hurt!" Conan laughed it off, but Haibara could see something had hurt him more than stubbing his toe. He wouldn't be crying over something as stupid as that. And he looked so lost.

"Dinner's ready. Wash up." Haibara said simply and gracefully slipped out of the restroom. Conan didn't realize how much letting Ran go would hurt. But it was for the best. He took out Conan's phone and punched in his mother's phone number.

"Hai~?" She answered in a singsong voice.

"Mom…I want to move to America with you." His mother must have caught the dejected tone of his voice for she answered more seriously.

"Honey, what's wrong? Why so sudden? I thought you had a certain group you needed to get rid of. And what about Ran-Chan—"

"Mom," Conan cut in, "I can't hurt her anymore. I can't be near her anymore. The organization is my top priority, as always. I will stop them, but I will not involve anyone else, especially Ran. I have all the information I need other than their location. I have the FBI on my back as well as members on my side within the organization. I will be Vermouth's Silver Bullet and destroy them. Nevertheless, I need to be away from Tokyo. Away from the people I care about. Will you let me start a new life with you?"

Yukiko paused. Shin-Chan was actually serious about this. Her heart raced. She had been waiting for this moment, but not like this. He sounded so sad.

"Okay. I'll come to pick you up next Saturday, so you can say goodbye to everyone. Then we'll all get together and take down your nasty organization together. I love you, Shin-Chan." She clicked off her phone and breathed out a sigh through her nose. This was going to be a tough week.
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And that's it. So. Going to try for another Chapter. Hope you all liked it