Colors of the Rainbow

Oh geez, this was supposed to be uploaded a longggg time ago! Really sorry for the wait, guys!

On the good side, it turned out to be a pretty long one, compared to all the other ones! Read and Enjoy~

Color: Purple

Pairing: HeijixKazuha

"Isn't he curious at all though?" Kazuha sighed, her eyes flicking depressingly from one side of the chattering classroom to another. More importantly, she, being seated at the back of the room, was glancing between the pile of colorful flowers on her desk to the other oblivious boy who was grinning and laughing by the chalkboard during the break.

Unnoticed by Hattori Heiji, there had been a bundle of roses and a sealed letter atop her desk since she entered the classroom. Not one of her friends, who so eagerly pressed for details, knew the sender of such an embarrassing gift. Even some of the boys were smirking and expecting a reaction from her, but not HIM.

"Hey, aren't you gonna open your first love letter since preschool, Kazuha?" a boy snickered from the background.

"Oh really?" her eyes, though glued to Heiji's back, immediately shifted to glare at the speaker, "Well, I'll give you the first hospital visit since you were born, idiot!" With no teacher in sight, a broom was grabbed from against the wall and ruthlessly smacked on the poor boy who failed to realize until he was seeing stars in his eyes.

"Ah, you're being too harsh on him, Kazuha chan," her friend giggled, "He has a point. It's practically clear to the school that you'd be Mrs. Hattori in just a few years. No wonder people don't send you letters like that."

"Baka, what are you saying?" she frowned, though the faint colors of scarlet was clear on her cheeks. Whatever, she muttered to herself as the bell rang and everyone ran for their seats, she'd open it, and see just what the business was with the roses.

To: my dear T.K.

Ever since the beginning of the year seven months ago, I've been enchanted by you, my dear classmate. After such a long time, I've decided to make my feelings known to you. Thirteen roses, my dear T.K.. I'll love you til the last one dies. Today, after school, if you're willing to meet me, please wait inside the school greenhouse.

From: secret admirer

Oh god, she was getting goosebumps! Flipping through the red flowers, she wasn't surprised to see that there was a fake one, most likely bought from the student store across the hall. Thirteen roses, wow that was old, she groaned. She couldn't wait to show Heiji this pitiful attempt at wooing her through a love letter...

Wait, how did Heiji get into this, she blushed scarlet. But, she was rather curious on seeing his reply. Hmm, She'd bring it with her to lunch, and maybe catch a comment from him, Kazuha frowned. Not that she cared much about him anyhow. She's just curious... Ya, that's it, nothing involv-

"Toyama! Is calling you five times enough to get you out of daydreaming? Question twenty eight, Miss Toyama, or are you not even on the same page with us?"

God, her Math teacher had voice if nothing else. She huffed quietly, and tried to ignore a smirk from a particular detective as she scrambled through the pages of her book, concealing the bundle of roses behind her chair.

"...So?" Heiji asked boredly as Kazuha waved the roses around like a gold metal before his eyes, "A boy gave you a love letter and a bunch of flowers, what about it?"

"Ugh, aren't you curious about it?" She groaned, then muttered to herself, "Or did you already figure out who sent it, you baka detective."

"Pretty much," Heiji shrugged, apparently hearing her and taking her words seriously, "Judging on the technique, and the phrasing in the letter, I'd say that it probab-"

"Shush! Don't spoil it , will you?"

"So you're meeting him then?" a perk of interest, though she couldn't quite categorize it as jealousy. Wait... jealousy? Was the wasabi in her bento getting to her head?

"Yeah... I'll meet him."

"Hmm, you know, I'm surprised that any boy would actually be interested in you, Kazuha," Heiji chuckled, "With you temper, I think he's be even scared to kiss you on a date." Last straw... "H-hey! Gimme back the bento box!"

"What? You'd think I'd share sushi with you after you said that, idiot? Go and freeload off of someone else's lunch," she fumed, turning around to march off into the distance.

Geez, did he have to say that? Whatever, Kazuha rolled her eyes, the fact that someone did send her roses and a letter proved him wrong. Besides, he's just jealous, that stupid detective.

Jealous? Ugh, it had to be the wasabi!

After school, Kazuha stole one more look at Hattori Heiji, who was busy talking himself away with a swarm of girls, before marching to the greenhouse, eyes ablaze. Idiot, idiot, idiot! Whatever, she'd show him.

It seemed that she arrived early, seeing that there was no one amongst the flowers and leaves of Osaka High. Oh well, she sighed as she walked between the grapes and tulips, holding the bundle of roses and the letter close to her. Wow, she'd been so rash! Now that her admirer was almost arriving, Kazuha was somewhat regretting her decision. What would happen if he asked her into a relationship? What would Heiji say?

Gah! What's with Heiji in her head all the time, Kazuha huffed, shaking the thought away. She suddenly stilled, listening to the soft footsteps from behind the lush grapevines. Shoot, she'd better reject him before it get's complicated, Kazuha decided.

"T-Toyama?" a voice, not too familiar but still recognizable, appeared as a boy sunk into her vision. Wow, what happened to 'my dear T.K.'?

"You invited me, didn't you? Stop acting like a wimp, Yoshida-san!" Kazuha was a bit surprised that it was him, but then, anything could happen in high school, right? "Yoshida-san, I came here to tell you that... I can't return your feelings,"she went on, a but timid.

"H-huh?"

"About what you said in the letter... even though you've admired me since... a while ago, I can't accept your feelings." There, she said it! Now, all she had to do was watch his expression. Which, strangely, didn't look anywhere close to depression...

"Whew, that's great!" Yoshida-san replied, almost too happy to be acceptable. Huh? "Sorry, think I got the wrong person, Toyama. I was really scared that you'd actually be interested in me when I saw you. Uh, but isn't Tanosoko Kaya in your class? Must have gotten the wrong seat, eh?"

W...what?

"Um, yeah, can I have the letter back? Um, keep the roses, as an apology. Sorry, wow, this is embarrassing," he grinned sheepishly, oblivious to her gaping expression, "Oh, I'd better go now, I think I heard someone call me. Bye, Toyama."

The boy left her, Toyama Kazuha, solidly frozen to the dirt-paved ground of the Osaka high Greenhouse.

Outside, she heard faint whisperings, "Oh god, I can't believe I invited that tomboy! Gah, what a idiot, though? Did she think that I'd actually feel that way to her? Ha ha, I feel bad for Kaya. Better get the right seat next time..."

Behind the flowers and leaves and scents and faint sunlight, Toyama Kazuha was crying softly behind the tall branches of a grown fruit tree. Why? She... she embarressed herself more than she'd ever do in a hundred years! God, what the heck was wrong with her?

Stupid Yoshida... he had a point. Ha, who'd ask a person like her to be their girlfriend? No, boys are pretty much scared of her. And... god, she lost to someone like Tanosoko Kaya? She'd seen her jut this morning, swirling around Heiji like nobody's business.

Heiji... Was he really so right on the mark? Would a boy be scared to even kiss her on a date? Idiot, she was a idiot, Kazuha groaned to herself as she buried herself in her arms and crouched down by the grapes, hand still full of teasing, red roses. Out of embarrassment and tears, she hardened her grip on the flowers, who, in turn, gave her plenty of thorns to account for on her soft skin.

"O-ouch," she watched blood dribble down her wrist, then to the greenhouse ground.

It was then that a voice, the one she'd been hoping for all along, spoke, "Kazuha!"

"H-heiji..." she looked up, eyes swollen and the image of him blurred by fountains of salty tears.

"Kazuha, you hand," he knelt and, to her surprise, began working on the mess of broken skin and crumbling petals with a prepared first aid kit.

"H-how did you know..."

"You were going to prickle yourself anyhow, seeing that you're walking around all day gripping a bundle of roses," he rolled his eyes.

After a few moments of silence, Kazuha spoke up in a hoarse, hiccuped voice, "Heiji... I r-really do scare boys away... d-don't I?"

"Hmff, of course you do," he laughed. Then, noticing that she instantly turned solemn once more, he sighed.

"Hold on," he frowned, the turned. He's going to leave her too? Kazuha absentmindedly clung onto his sleeve with a half-bandaged hand.

"Idiot! You'd open the wounds!" the detective scolded her, though his eyes were tender, "Wait for me, alright?" Slowly, the hand slipped down to rest upon the ground.

Heiji didn't have to walk far, apparently. It was spring, so what he picked from the gardens and what he presented to Kazuha was easy to find.

"Here," he handed it to her uninjured hand.

"Orchids?" the purple petals held dew from the damp greenhouse even during the hottest time of day.

"They're better than any stupid roses that Yoshida baka will give you," he looked a bit red, "Listen, Kazuha, 'cause I'm not repeating. You... the orchids stand for prized royalty and luxury, right? You'd always... be my orchid."

"Heiji..." she gasped, tears forgotten. The two were quiet for a moment, and just as Heiji began to bandage her wound again, Kazuha buffed up her courage and told him through a soft voice and a blush, "I... I like the orchids more. Thanks, Heiji."

The dark-skinned boy hadn't replied, but the gentle grin of his expression was clear enough to tell Kazuha that he was glad to hear such words from his flower. The orchids in her hand were purple. And of course, purple stood for something alike of richness and similar to a royal princess in medieval times. She'd be his orchid, no matter what others say, his purple flower that he'd never let go of. And... as a personal thought, Kazuha would like to think...

that such a precious flower would always bloom, just like their love under the petals of a violet, spring orchid.

Hopefully, this is worthy to be the last addition to the Seven Colors of the Rainbow~ Well, second to last, I guess, since I'm deciding to add a ConanxAi special chapter to this fanfic! (once I get my ideas down, I mean..)

A/N: Anyhow, I want to say thank you to all my readers and reviewers! Yes, yes, I probably should wait until the ConAi chapter is added, but I really want to thank you guys for reading through my work and commenting! x.S T R E A K Z.x, Detective Reivil, SakuraS41, and the many others that read my fic, thank you for all your support! I have to admit, most of my inspiration came from you guys as I was writing this fanfic!

Last but not least, please review! (and check out my Conan Ai chapter, once it's done! ^.^)