Rating: K aka G aka Safe.
Pairing: Akemi x Dai
Disclaimer: Detective Conan & characters all belong to Gosho Aoyama.
Author's Notes: Was idle and wanted to write about the prompt "Akemi & sisterhood" when I came across it again.
(Spoiler Warning.) If you don't know who Moroboshi Dai is, you might not want to read.

Sisterhood.

Akemi sat still, leaning against her boyfriend, her rock. She couldn't allow herself such luxury often, so she closed her eyes and gently stroked what strands she could reach of his long soft hair. He didn't say a word. She didn't need to open her eyes to imagine him staring into nothing, with a small tweak of bliss barely noticeable at the corner of his mouth. He too hid his true feelings way too often.

She sighed. Until recently she would never have imagined allowing herself to be so relaxed, so open with anyone but her sister. And still she kept secrets to herself... Secrets about what she knew, hidden in depths that others would not search for, let alone dredge through. Maybe that's what she liked most about Moroboshi Dai. She could tell he wasn't afraid of the dark, afraid to look at the truth, nor afraid to go hunting for it. And what was more, she felt as if she could trust him, that he would willingly protect her.

With her sister, Shiho, she could be as relaxed as ever, but it wasn't because she wanted her sister to find out what it was she was hiding, no. They weren't sisters for nothing. Both tried hard to hide things about themselves from others. What Shiho did not know was that Akemi had seven years more practice than her. Shiho might be good at hiding what it was she was hiding, but she had yet to learn how to hide that she was hiding something.

And here was Akemi's dilemma. As much as she would be prepared, for best and for worse, to entrust her life within Dai's hands, she wasn't ready to hand over her sister's life. Dai was her rock. She was her sister's. She tried not to think about what could happen if things went wrong. What those people could do to Shiho, what lengths those same people could go to just to hurt Dai... Yet she knew that if she didn't do anything, the time would come when she would have to say goodbye to one or the other. Inevitably, she thought about it; a lone tear slid down her cheek.

"Akemi?" She smiled. How similar this situation, she thought, to that she had often found herself in as a child. All those times her young sibling would inadvertently remind her elder sibling of the parents Shiho couldn't remember, bringing forth the grief Akemi tried hard to repress. She hadn't wanted to worry Shiho, and she didn't want Dai to worry for her more than he did already.

"I'm fine," she lied. She didn't even try to wipe away her tear, letting Dai do it for her. "Say, Dai-kun?"
"Hm?"
"Do you have any siblings?"