The Letter (Fanfic100)
Title: The Letter
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Heiji/Kazuha (General series)
Prompt: #2—middles
Word Count: 541 words
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: I do not own Detective Conan. It all belongs to Gosho Aoyama. I simply borrow the characters, tie them up, and dance them around like life-sized puppets. I do wish they’d stop complaining.
Summary: He needed to find the perfect words. Heiji/Kazuha
After years of friendship and months of total denial, Heiji had finally come to terms with the fact that he had managed to fall in love with his best friend somewhere along the road. Somehow, she had managed to get under his skin, and he was grudgingly forced to admit that he couldn’t live without her.
The ahou.
He couldn’t bring himself to tell her this face to face, though. No way, no how. It was embarrassing enough to feel this way in the first place; he didn’t need the added humiliation of her laughing in his face over this. But he wasn’t really a guy who was capable of keeping secrets (as Kudo could well testify), so it had to come out sooner or later in some fashion.
So he decided to write her a letter. That way he could drop it in her mailbox and run…and play dumb if need be. Letter? What letter? I didn’t write you a letter! Must have been those damn ninjas. I tell ya, they’re everywhere…
The real trick was to find the right words and get them down on paper. And Hattori Heiji was certainly not a man known for his great eloquence. So this was proving to be a bit of a challenge. He was doing really well, though! He had a great beginning (Dear Kazuha) and an ending (though he couldn’t decide if he should leave it as just Heiji or make it Love, Heiji). What he lacked was a middle.
The number of crossed-out words and unfinished attempts had already deemed this copy a VERY rough draft, and gave testimony as to how long he had been at this. He thought carefully, then put his pen to the paper once again.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day…
Heiji paused, then shook his head and drew a line through what he had just written. Poetry and eloquence (and thinking before he spoke) just weren’t his style. He pondered, then tried again.
We’ve been together for a really long time…
No, that wouldn’t work either. He just wasn’t much of a sentimental person…unless it involved younger versions of himself watching younger versions of Kazuha bounce a ball and sing amidst falling sakura petals. But that was another story for another day.
He needed to find something that really spoke from his heart. Something that reflected his feelings. Something that would tell her what he wanted to tell her, but still stay true to the person he really was. Heiji thought and thought and thought…and finally, the perfect thing came to him. It was exactly what he needed to say.
The pen went back to the paper, and he wrote.
-o-
Kazuha frowned at the envelope. She had come home from school and checked the mail, as usual, and found an envelope in there with her name on it. No stamp, no return address, and no postage mark, which meant that it had probably just been slipped directly into her mailbox.
She flipped it over and pulled the paper from it; unfolding it, she began to read…and her eyes widened.
Dear Kazuha,
You’re hot.
She blinked and looked at the signature—Heiji’s name.
Somehow, that just made all sorts of sense.
PS. This goes out (with massive quantities of love and adoration) to
girlquinn, who inspired it. And to everyone else, thanks for reading! Much love to you as well!
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Heiji/Kazuha (General series)
Prompt: #2—middles
Word Count: 541 words
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: I do not own Detective Conan. It all belongs to Gosho Aoyama. I simply borrow the characters, tie them up, and dance them around like life-sized puppets. I do wish they’d stop complaining.
Summary: He needed to find the perfect words. Heiji/Kazuha
After years of friendship and months of total denial, Heiji had finally come to terms with the fact that he had managed to fall in love with his best friend somewhere along the road. Somehow, she had managed to get under his skin, and he was grudgingly forced to admit that he couldn’t live without her.
The ahou.
He couldn’t bring himself to tell her this face to face, though. No way, no how. It was embarrassing enough to feel this way in the first place; he didn’t need the added humiliation of her laughing in his face over this. But he wasn’t really a guy who was capable of keeping secrets (as Kudo could well testify), so it had to come out sooner or later in some fashion.
So he decided to write her a letter. That way he could drop it in her mailbox and run…and play dumb if need be. Letter? What letter? I didn’t write you a letter! Must have been those damn ninjas. I tell ya, they’re everywhere…
The real trick was to find the right words and get them down on paper. And Hattori Heiji was certainly not a man known for his great eloquence. So this was proving to be a bit of a challenge. He was doing really well, though! He had a great beginning (Dear Kazuha) and an ending (though he couldn’t decide if he should leave it as just Heiji or make it Love, Heiji). What he lacked was a middle.
The number of crossed-out words and unfinished attempts had already deemed this copy a VERY rough draft, and gave testimony as to how long he had been at this. He thought carefully, then put his pen to the paper once again.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day…
Heiji paused, then shook his head and drew a line through what he had just written. Poetry and eloquence (and thinking before he spoke) just weren’t his style. He pondered, then tried again.
We’ve been together for a really long time…
No, that wouldn’t work either. He just wasn’t much of a sentimental person…unless it involved younger versions of himself watching younger versions of Kazuha bounce a ball and sing amidst falling sakura petals. But that was another story for another day.
He needed to find something that really spoke from his heart. Something that reflected his feelings. Something that would tell her what he wanted to tell her, but still stay true to the person he really was. Heiji thought and thought and thought…and finally, the perfect thing came to him. It was exactly what he needed to say.
The pen went back to the paper, and he wrote.
Kazuha frowned at the envelope. She had come home from school and checked the mail, as usual, and found an envelope in there with her name on it. No stamp, no return address, and no postage mark, which meant that it had probably just been slipped directly into her mailbox.
She flipped it over and pulled the paper from it; unfolding it, she began to read…and her eyes widened.
Dear Kazuha,
You’re hot.
She blinked and looked at the signature—Heiji’s name.
Somehow, that just made all sorts of sense.
PS. This goes out (with massive quantities of love and adoration) to
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But hey! o___o he managed to write her a letter! Thats gotta count for something! *nods*
AND he even gives her a (heiji-ish) compliment!!! *shock*
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You could probably write an entire theme challenge on Heiji and his back-handed compliments--you know, the ones that are only real compliments coming from him?
Thanks, hon! :D
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awfulOsakan accent) the beautiful heijiish- love song “you’re like a tokoyaki”? ...that's the reason we all love him, right? XD His wonderful ahou-ish charm~>D I would LOVE to see that challange! Hehe~
*glompelz* your welcomeeeee~ ;)
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"Coming in at #1 is Hattori Heiji's first hit single, 'You Are Like a Takoyaki'!"
Now someone has to write this. ^^
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Just wait until the rap solo. ^_~
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... This is gettin' sicker and sicker with every second XD
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Maybe you should draw that scene! XD *laugh* And Kazuha is trying desperately to smile as the glass in her window breaks... ^_~
*LOVES ON YOU!*
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*waggles eyebrows* sure he wants to eat her~ hrrrr~. Jupp remember the ranichi fic ;) Shinichi standing under Rans window with that recorder! At least he gave that whole thing a thought XD Ya' know, with the whole Can't sing to save his life thing...
Draw? Me? Pfffft I refuse! U__U That does not fit into the 30 kisses-themes! nänänänänä XD
PS: BE SCARED OF THAT IMAGE!!!! MAY IT HUNT YOU IN YOUR SLEEP!!! MUAHAHA!!!
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*laugh* I don't even want to know what all that would entail. But that fic was inspired by a conversation about Josh Groban (*purr*) and the image was just too sweet to ignore ~♥
It could totally fit into
...which image is that again? :D
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Josh groban? Why? Is he as dump as heiji or what? XD
nehhhh kHz would popp up in my mind, but i have that one almost finished, so NO XD too late~ -for the record, Heiji is just as heiji-ish as here in that pic >D
...And i'm talkin' about the wonderful image of heiji ripping off his shirt! And don't forget the rain!!! And the TOKOYAKI-SONG!!!
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...Josh Groban is a singer. And a AMAZINGLY AWESOME ONE! :D I will share the love when/if I see you on chat later. But he is soooooo full of YAY!
Hmm...there has to be a theme that this would work for. But now I'm half-entertaining an Apartment fic where Heiji serenades Kazuha at her bedroom door... XD
...I already did the shirt-ripping-off-in-the-rain thing. Except it was Kazuha doing the pulling. And then...yeah. Never mind *halo*
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o__o mh i just know Josh Gracin *shruggs* Never heard of Groban! Show me a cute song when ya back XD~
#21.Violence? XD Well, the image IS violence!!! ... *looks over candy's shoulder* appartment fic? o__ô Heiji serenades??? When???????
You diiid, but there was no singing XD No tokoyaki song!!! *poke* that does not count!
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Josh Gracin = country singer. Josh Groban = award-winning singer who has gone platinum with what is essentially classical music. His music makes me plunnie hard :D I'll share a couple of songs when I get home \o/
Hmm...that would work! ^___^ And no, I'm not letting the plunnie form. I refuse to do it. NO WAY, NO HOW.
...I REFUSE.
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...wait a sec. o___O A country singer and i don't know him? ooookay~ there is something wrong XD
but... i have already got a plunnie for violence *sniffle* a real BUNNY-plunnie!!! XD
*poke*
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Josh Groban isn't a country singer ^^;; He's a classical singer :D
Oooh, what is it? *grabs you arm and bounces* TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME! :D
*is poked*
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But you said country singer!!! Omg and ther i thought o__O i'm sick or something for not knowing a (award winning!!) country singer! puhhh~
I'm just telling you that i'm totally taking advantage of the hunter-prey thing in that picture muahahaha~ *pokes more*
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No...I didn't >_>;; He's NOT A COUNTRY SINGER.
What hunter-prey thing? In what picture? :O JUST TELL ME ALL YOUR PRETTY PICTURE IDEAS!!!
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"Josh Gracin = country singer. Josh Groban = award-winning singer who has gone platinum..." in your face!!! XD
>___< the whole fun thing would be gone if i'd tell you what pictures i'm going to do, so you'll have to wait u__u Next will be kHz and after that you'll get the hunter/prey picture! *nods*
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Hon. You said you'd HEARD OF JOSH GRACIN and wondered if Josh Groban was a country singer. And as you just quoted above, I said he was NOT. And now you're telling me that I said he IS a country singer? I have no idea what the hell you're talking about D:!!!
But...but...I gave you a sneak peek of the next Apartment fic *nods sagely* And what is the hunter/prey pic? TELL MEEEEEEEEE!!!
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...I should wear glasses!!! OMG i read Gracin as Groban! *drop* I am occupied with draaaawing XD
>__< you game me an eeeevil sneak-peak-cliffhanger! And nahaaaaa i'm just tellin ya' that there will be a hunter and of course his/her prey! And that the kiss is actually not a real kiss o__ô more a... bite?
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*laugh* I was like, "What the heck is she talking about?" But now it makes sense--you can't read! *shot*
Well, I don't want to give away the entire story! Besides, I just posted, what, number forty-six? That story is going to be #51! Not much longer, I promise! :D
...so who is the hunter? *prodprod*
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*fake annoucer* "'You Are Like a Takoyaki', take one."
*snap*
"Oooh, girl!
You're my one and only,
hot, fried, and crispy.
Oooooooooooh *imagine something Timberlake-y*
You might not be meltin',
But just wait a second,
And I'm gonna pour sweet looooooooove
With my arms around you,
Like the sauce that's clingin'
And s-s-s-sizzlin'
Like Mmmmmmmmmmm!
Oh, girl!
You're just like a--
*bass effect* Tako-tako-tako-takoyaki!"
Hope this is some small consolation, seeing as poor Aunty Candy is still in mental recovery. ^^*
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I will NEVER get this song out of my head anymore XD And people will think i'm crazy when i suddenly start to laugh - They just are jealous, coz' i can hear the voices in my heaaad and they can't! >3
*hums takoyaki-song*
And forget the candy! She loves this idea, right? *pets candy* Ò___Ó You do, RIGHT???
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Er, yeah. Candy's reaction in AIM: "HAAAAAAAAAATE!" XD
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But Heiji can take it, right? *grins at Heiji, who's muttering to himself in the corner* Right?
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Have nothing else to say.
Very sorry, but I have lost all words, only 'loves' came up to my mind (it's very early, I guess that's why)
So... I loves
XD!
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Poor girl... XD
Me likey! ♥
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We all pity Kazuha. Poor kid...
*glomps* Thank you~!! :D
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You're hot.
--Heiji
PS- Really hot.
:D
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*glomps* YOU LIVE!!