Under the Weather (Fanfic100)
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candyficsTitle: Under the Weather
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Shinichi/Ran (General series)
Prompt: #56—breakfast
Word Count: 554 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: Shinichi doesn’t feel too hot.
Ran was taken aback at how hoarse Shinichi’s voice was when he answered the door. Even more startling was the fact that his face was the same shade of white as his school uniform shirt.
“Just a sec…” he wheezed. When he walked slowly back towards the kitchen, he left the door open as a silent invitation for her to come in and wait inside. She did so, and followed him. There was a plate of toast on the counter, undoubtedly intended to be breakfast.
She watched as he lifted one slice of the toast to his mouth, then seemed to change his mind and drop it back to the place in a spray of dry crumbs. His eyes had taken on an incredibly glassy look.
“Shinichi, are you feeling okay?” she asked, setting her school satchel down on the counter. It was probably a stupid question, but she felt she should at least ask. While he slurred that he was fine, she moved across the room and put her hand to his forehead. She didn’t even have to compare his temperature to her own—he was burning up. “You can’t go to school like this!” she protested.
“I’m fine,” he murmured again. “Just need some coffee…” He reached for his usual choice of morning beverage, but Ran caught his wrist and pulled him out of the kitchen.
“You’re going back to bed,” she told him firmly.
“But—but—“ he seemed to stir a little at being denied his morning dose of caffeine, but he wilted again as she half-dragged him up the stairs towards his bedroom.
“You need to change back into your pajamas and go back to sleep,” she ordered, pointing at the bed, then amended, “Err, wait until I leave to change. I’ll bring your schoolwork by later.”
He stared at her with that same blank, glazed stare, like he didn’t have the faintest clue what she was talking about. And he was starting to sway slightly from side to side as well.
Ran sighed. “Shinichi, just go to bed. I’ll see if there’s any medicine in the bathroom.”
While he obediently flopped over onto his bed—not even managing to get his head on the pillow—Ran went in search of medication. Finding some basic cold and flu tablets in the bathroom cabinet, she filled a glass with water and brought it back. He hadn’t moved an inch.
“Take this,” she instructed. With some effort, he sat up and did so before rolling right back down to the bed. It seemed that since the burden of even attempting to put on a normal façade had been lifted, he was officially allowing himself to feel like crap. Smiling in spite of herself, Ran set the glass and the rest of the pills down on the nightstand. “Take more later. Now get some sleep.”
A faint murmur was the only reply, and Ran sighed. He could be such a baby when he was feeling under the weather. Still, as she closed the door (and heard the first soft snore), she couldn’t help but chuckle to herself at it all.
Shinichi might get sick frequently, and he might be a big baby about it…but as long as he was stuck in bed with a fever, then Ran knew exactly where he was.
PS. Little slice o’ life fic. First time Shinichi and Ran have made an appearance in this challenge on their own, since I was writing them for another challenge. I’m sure they’ll pop up a few more times before this challenge is over. Thanks for reading, all! Much love!
Fandom: Detective Conan
Characters: Shinichi/Ran (General series)
Prompt: #56—breakfast
Word Count: 554 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: Shinichi doesn’t feel too hot.
Ran was taken aback at how hoarse Shinichi’s voice was when he answered the door. Even more startling was the fact that his face was the same shade of white as his school uniform shirt.
“Just a sec…” he wheezed. When he walked slowly back towards the kitchen, he left the door open as a silent invitation for her to come in and wait inside. She did so, and followed him. There was a plate of toast on the counter, undoubtedly intended to be breakfast.
She watched as he lifted one slice of the toast to his mouth, then seemed to change his mind and drop it back to the place in a spray of dry crumbs. His eyes had taken on an incredibly glassy look.
“Shinichi, are you feeling okay?” she asked, setting her school satchel down on the counter. It was probably a stupid question, but she felt she should at least ask. While he slurred that he was fine, she moved across the room and put her hand to his forehead. She didn’t even have to compare his temperature to her own—he was burning up. “You can’t go to school like this!” she protested.
“I’m fine,” he murmured again. “Just need some coffee…” He reached for his usual choice of morning beverage, but Ran caught his wrist and pulled him out of the kitchen.
“You’re going back to bed,” she told him firmly.
“But—but—“ he seemed to stir a little at being denied his morning dose of caffeine, but he wilted again as she half-dragged him up the stairs towards his bedroom.
“You need to change back into your pajamas and go back to sleep,” she ordered, pointing at the bed, then amended, “Err, wait until I leave to change. I’ll bring your schoolwork by later.”
He stared at her with that same blank, glazed stare, like he didn’t have the faintest clue what she was talking about. And he was starting to sway slightly from side to side as well.
Ran sighed. “Shinichi, just go to bed. I’ll see if there’s any medicine in the bathroom.”
While he obediently flopped over onto his bed—not even managing to get his head on the pillow—Ran went in search of medication. Finding some basic cold and flu tablets in the bathroom cabinet, she filled a glass with water and brought it back. He hadn’t moved an inch.
“Take this,” she instructed. With some effort, he sat up and did so before rolling right back down to the bed. It seemed that since the burden of even attempting to put on a normal façade had been lifted, he was officially allowing himself to feel like crap. Smiling in spite of herself, Ran set the glass and the rest of the pills down on the nightstand. “Take more later. Now get some sleep.”
A faint murmur was the only reply, and Ran sighed. He could be such a baby when he was feeling under the weather. Still, as she closed the door (and heard the first soft snore), she couldn’t help but chuckle to herself at it all.
Shinichi might get sick frequently, and he might be a big baby about it…but as long as he was stuck in bed with a fever, then Ran knew exactly where he was.
PS. Little slice o’ life fic. First time Shinichi and Ran have made an appearance in this challenge on their own, since I was writing them for another challenge. I’m sure they’ll pop up a few more times before this challenge is over. Thanks for reading, all! Much love!
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Date: 2008-03-13 12:51 am (UTC)Shinichi would be a big baby huh, especially if he found out later if she were caught in a case XD
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Date: 2008-03-13 02:31 am (UTC):D Loved the fic. ♥ Adorable, really. In that Shinichi acts like a six year old even when he's his normal age.
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Date: 2008-03-13 03:49 am (UTC)*happy sigh* I love these two so much you have no idea...wait, yes you do.
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Date: 2008-03-13 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-13 04:41 pm (UTC)Ran: Here's your homework. Oh, by the way--I passed some police cars on my way here. It sounds like there was a murder.
Shinichi: *tries to get up*
Ran: DON'T. YOU. DARE.
Shinichi: *meeps*
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Date: 2008-03-13 04:42 pm (UTC)Thanks! Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2008-03-13 04:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-13 04:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-15 05:51 am (UTC)much love! <3
syv
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Date: 2008-03-15 11:09 pm (UTC)Followed by more words: The simplicity of this slice-of-life piece is a real treat since, as we all know, canon Shin/Ran interaction is rare, like a golden nugget . . . or a chicken nugget. With sweet and sour sauce. *drools* Strike that.
And we also know how I--erm, don't--love Shin/Ran. Nope, not at all. ^.~
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Date: 2008-03-15 11:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-15 11:53 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-15 11:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-15 11:56 pm (UTC)Followed by more words also: We really don't get much/enough interaction between them, save for phone calls here and there. That might change once we get to the end of the series, and who knows? Maybe we'll get to see them, say, on a date or something! Going out for pizza! Pizza covered with cheese...and chicken...and BBQ sauce...
Which reminds me--my dinner is ready.
...I seem to be surrounded by Shinichi/Ran fans *laugh* LUCKY I'M NOT ONE, AMIRITE? ... *koff*
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Date: 2008-03-16 02:19 am (UTC)Unless Gosho decides to do some side stories or specials that take place after the series. ^^ (You know, once he returns to drawing Magic Kaitou full time--FTW!)
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Date: 2008-03-16 07:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-17 12:40 am (UTC)Then we can get some nice scenes with everyone else--FRIENDSHIP SCENES, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, PLEASE! And then make the confrontation, confession, and subsequent ending make-out scene take at LEAST a full file in and of themselves.
...and then side-stories and cameo appearances in Magic Kaito *nods sagely*
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Date: 2008-03-17 12:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-03-17 02:10 am (UTC)Not that I'd mind, of course. ^_~
Ooh, and then there's the Kogorou/Eri reconciliation that *must* happen, dangit! *becoming more Ran-like every day*