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Thanks a lot to my wonderful beta-reader Astarael00/Rae00. :)

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Impossible Loves

A collection of tongue-in-cheek stories about impossible loves...

1.

His Deepest Secret

Deep in his heart, he had always known that she would go away some day, although he had never expected their farewell to be so abrupt and accidental: They met each other for the last time at the Charles de Gaulle airport, in a pizzeria, at the door of the gents when he pushed the door open and she walked out.

"What are you doing here?" he stared at her.

"The ladies' room was occupied," she grinned.

"I mean here in Paris," he said. "You're supposed to be in Tokyo!"

She was leaving Japan because, now that the Black Organization members were all dead or arrested, there was no reason for her to stay in Japan any longer, she told him. Her plane was taking off in twenty minutes, so she had to hurry.

"Oh," he said in bewilderment. "But..."

"I must go now. I'll send you a mail when I'm in New York," she smiled and hurried away.

For the first three days after she left, he continued to live his life as if nothing had happened: writing files about the case which was the reason he had come to Paris, solving another case, bickering with his childhood friend who had – for a reason he refused to know – grown irritable in the past months. However, on the fourth day, when he opened his mailbox and still did not find the mail she had wanted to send him, the emotions which he had so successfully suppressed broke out with a vengeance. Furious about her leaving Japan so suddenly – without saying goodbye to him so that, if he had taken another flight, he would not even have had the chance to see her for the last time – he spent the whole day running aimlessly through the streets, jumping at the sight of every woman with short blonde hair until he could not take it anymore and decided to call Tokyo.

"She wanted to see you before she left. But since you had been occupied with your case in Paris, she told me to say goodbye to you in her name," Ran Mori told him on the phone.

"And why didn't you tell me immediately when I came back?"

"I've just told you, haven't I?" was her startled reply.

"After four days!" he said angrily. "You should have called me four days ago!"

"Sorry! But I didn't know that it was so urgent. Besides, how should I have known that you're back? And you're so seldom home in the past months so that not even..."

He began to behave very strangely in the following weeks, constantly checking his mailbox for a message of her, writing her long mails which he never sent, keeping a bottle of sherry on his bookshelf because it reminded him of her.

Five weeks went by before her mail came. She had simply forgotten to write to him because she was so piled up with work, it said. But she had heard about his latest cases and congratulated him to his rising fame. "James was impressed, too, when he read about you," she concluded. "Best wishes for Cool Kid, Angel and your sweet girlfriend from James, Shu, Sherry and me."

That was all she wrote in her mail. She neither told him to write back, nor did she say that she would ever come back to Japan some day.

The End

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A.N.: Well, since several people have asked me to reveal the pairing in the Author's Note, I'm telling you the pairing is supposed to be Heiji/Jodie. XD