"…..What did you do this time?"
An exasperated Ran could only sigh at the sight Shinichi made at his kitchen counter. Looking like death warmed over he was sitting on one of the tall, black leather bar stools while leaning over the gray granite counter top. In his hands he nursed a steaming cup of black coffee, slowly sipping from it at regular intervals. Sometimes she thought you could use him for a stopwatch the way he drank. Raise the cup, sip, lower the cup, pause and repeat.
"What makes you think I did anything?"
Rosy red blooming like poinsettia across his cheeks.
He'd raised his head slightly to look directly at her with a slight glower on his face. The angry effect he might have been going for was completely ruined by the sight of what she was damn sure was a hickey peaking just over the edge of his turtleneck. Well, that explained why he'd suddenly developed something of a fashion sense and abandoned that horrible blue suit.
"That's the third cup of coffee you've had in the last half hour. You never need that much unless something's wrong and with the way you're moping I'm venturing to guess that whatever has you in this strange funk, it was somewhat your fault."
Standing frozen as the sky's crystals fell around them.
"Playing detective now?" Shinichi had sat up some more, turning slightly in his chair to better face Ran. Really she was a little too observant when it was least needed. He might as well give her his full attention so that he could waylay her now. He truly didn't want to know what would happen if she started digging into what had occurred last night.
Moonlight shining down on them, a leering grin beneath a hat, footsteps appearing then disappearing in the snow.
Ran could only laugh at that. She didn't need to be a detective to see that something was up with him. They'd known each other so long they might as well have been twins with how they could read each other. It was obvious that something had happened between the last time she'd seen him and now. Well, beyond the hickey on his neck. She'd have to ask him about that too, after he divulged whatever was bothering him. It was the holidays and he was still acting so down. Was it about last night maybe?
"Are you still mad about not catching Kaitou Kid last night? It's not like he's going to disappear anytime soon Shinichi."
Far away on the edge waiting to jump and fly beyond his reach.
"You'll have plenty of chances to capture him. Anyways with the snow from last night everything's looking really pretty. So you're going shopping with me to help me pick out a dress for Sonoko's Christmas party."
Suddenly he'd moved as his cape swirled around him, blending in with the snow, and was right there, asking if he had a special someone for the holidays.
"You're right Ran. Sorry, it's just so infuriating to think I was so close to capturing that idiot thief and he still managed to slip out of my grasp."
He pushed his feelings of shame to the farthest reaches of his mind. If he ignored what had happened last night, then everything would be right again and no one would be the wiser as to the occurrences on a rooftop.
Arms coming around him, warmth in the cold air, misty breath ghosting ever so gently over his face.
"If you say so Shinichi."
While she was skeptical about it, he'd never been that easy to cheer up before, she'd let him get away with it this time. Now how to bring up the oh so important topic of that hickey he was doing such a poor job of hiding?
"Thanks Ran. I'll meet you in the foyer in a second I need to grab my coat."
Face so close to his, enveloping him in the scent of cinnamon and spices. Answering that no, he had no one special in a daze.
Well, that had worked out quite nicely in his opinion. Shinichi stood up looking much better now that he'd gotten Ran off the scent of trouble, grabbing his partially filled mug and quickly draining the rest of the now lukewarm coffee. Walking over to the sink to rinse it out and set it to the side to dry, he reached up to scratch at an itch on his neck. Inadvertently he also pulled the top of his deep green turtleneck down, baring his throat.
"Your neck's covered in hickeys!"
Freezing in place like a doe that had smelled something strange, Shinichi slowly took his hand away from his neck as the beginnings of a blush started to form.
"Did someone finally molest you?! And you didn't think to tell me! Details baka-Shinichi, details. Is he from around here, what school is he going to, you know you have to introduce me to him now right?"
All of this had been said in a single breath, and Shinichi could only stare at her in complete shock. His brain had shot into overdrive and was frantically scrambling to find a way to explain this without actually explaining it when it finally registered what she'd said.
"I've known you're gay for awhile now baka. Now stop trying to think of ways to dodge the question. Who was he? And more importantly why wasn't I informed of this? I have to make sure he'll treat you well."
Gentleman in white, slowly bringing their faces together. "That means I steal you for myself right?"
"Ran it wasn't anything…"
"You have hickeys all over your neck. I'd say that was something. Don't try to deny it either, if you really hadn't liked it you'd have hurt him before he could actually leave a mark."
Pleasure crawling up his spine, gasps stolen from him as the gentleman in white left his mark on the throat he'd mindlessly presented.
Trying to act nonchalant about it all, Shinichi pulled together every bit of composure and dignity he had left. Which wasn't all that much as the blush continued to spread with every word Ran said and every memory of the night before playing through his mind. Except he wasn't supposed to think of the night before, that was something that never happened as far as he was concerned.
"You wouldn't believe me even if I did tell you. And I'm not sure if it really meant anything to him. He was just messing with my head I'm sure."
Words whispered into his skin, arms tightening just a fraction more "I don't plan on giving you back. You're mine now."
"Honestly Shinichi you're such a dunce sometimes. If you're neck is any indication he's pretty serious."
He couldn't quite seem to stop the compulsion to bring his hand up to his neck to cover the marks. Whether to hide them out of shame or to try and keep them to himself as a reminder he didn't honestly know.
"It's complicated right now. Could you just leave it alone? Please, while I try and sort it out myself?"
Ran forced herself to not demand answers then and there. Shinichi had an almost desperate look on his face now, hand closed over his throat and shoulders slightly hunched as he leaned against the counter.
"Fine but you will tell me as soon as you can. Understood?"
"Ma'am, yes ma'am."
"And I'll make sure you remember me every time you see it snow. The first snow of the year seems an appropriate omen, ne?"
Criticisms and any advice please! I've never tried to write a chapter fic, or really any fic before so I'm looking for any and all feedback. So long as it's not just people saying it sucks without saying why it sucks. I can't improve if no one tells me what's wrong.
Anyways, this is for the theme First Snow and going to be entered into the Mirror Complex forum X-Mas contest. If you haven't already go read Dragon-sama's and White Mage Koorii's work. Far better than mine. Funnily enough though, I'm watching the first snow of the year outside the library windows^^