look who's back! It's been so long since I've written fanfiction, much less heizuha. It's also been awhile since I've done any writing, to be honest with you. But now that summer break is here and I've got a week with no rehearsals, I can finally laze off! (in which I will regret later if I put off practicing as well)

Anyway, you all wouldn't be interested in my private life, so let's move on, shall we? I do not own Detective Conan and any of these characters.

She rushes in the room without knocking.

He turns around in annoyance. "Oi, ahou, how many times do I have to – mphf!"

Suddenly tackled into a bear hug, they both fall into a heap on the floor. He groans as her weight falls on his chest. He starts to complain but stills as her body wrack with sobs.

"Heiji…ahou ahou ahou…" She pounds his chest, albeit not as strong, with each emphasis on the word. "You left. No words or warning."

"You'd get worried-"

"Of course I'd get worried!" She snaps as she straightens up, arms slamming on either side of his face. Her hair is untied, with the tips brushing lightly on his nose. Tears fall from her eyes and stream down his cheek. Her voice chokes up. "If something happens to you, I – I don't…"

He sits up and pulls her in. She wraps her arms around him as tightly as he does around her. They sit there on the bedroom floor, rocking and crying. He closes his eyes and breathes in her scent, knowing the smell of her skin since the day they were very young.

They are still young, young for the adult world. Just merely teenagers. They have their whole life ahead of them and he knows he does not want to face it without her by his side, vice versa as well. He knows she will never forgive him if he does not come back from a case.

He feels her heartbeat. It is steady and strong and alive. He wonders if she can feel his as well, albeit running a little bit faster because of the close skin contact.

His mother spots them, but does not approach, only sending a knowing smile. He blushes and buries his face in the crook of his childhood friend's neck, so as to not to see anymore and be stated the obvious.

"Kazuha." He finally says. She replies with a gentle hum. "I…"

She feels him tense and tries to look at him, but he holds her tighter. "What is it, Heiji?"

"I…um.." He keeps trying and failing to voice out what he needs to say. She waits, but he says nothing for a while. Then he sighs. He suddenly says, "Kazuha, I'm gonna kiss you."

She barely has time to say a yes before her lips are covered in a chaste kiss. As quickly as he kisses her, as quickly as he pulls away. But the feeling lingers. Her eyes flutter open and she looks upon his red face.

"I like you." He says bluntly.

Her eyes widen, but it is not as wide as the grin that breaks across her face. She leans forward and bumps her forehead lightly with his. She replies just as bluntly.

"I like you too."

Heiji is not one for such romantic gestures, as opposed to all the planning he has done and meticulously prepared. Really, when it comes to her, he is anything but. It is spontaneous and straightforward.

And he will not have anything else.

roughly written with no drafts. I just had to get it out of my system.

Thanks for reading! I don't know when I'll be able to write more, but I hope you enjoyed this.

See ya'll next time!