Forgotten Memories [Detective Conan Fanfic]

Dance

The scientist sat alone at the table, watching people dance, mainly Ayumi and Mitsuhiko, she has always shipped them, even as Haibara Ai. But it was too out of her image to say so, while Genta is just sitting not far away from her munching on his ninth drumstick.

Yes, Shiho counted.

She had a nagging feeling, and it just wouldn't go away. Her brain was filled with negative thoughts and it hit her, the instance Kazuha said it, it hit her hard like nails, and the hammer was still working its way through her heart.

She wondered why her life was all full of this crap, first the organization, second the organization and now third this.

This whole lovey-dovey feeling situation which she's not even used to. They weren't even a thing!

Yet.

She took a deep breath.

Ok Shiho, you have to act like everything's normal next time you see him. You can't let him know your feelings.

Especially not after that.

While she was deep in her thought, a handsome man walked over to her. His black tuxedo perfectly outlining his body.

'M'lady,' he said, grabbing her hands before planting a kiss on it.

She looked up, and there kneeled the former black organization member, previously known as 'bourbon.' He had dark skin and light brown hair, and Shiho had to admit, he didn't have a bad look. But he wasn't her type.

His hair naturally coats the side of his face as his bluish grey eyes bore into hers.

'Would you like to dance?' he asked like a gentleman, 'I saw you sitting here alone, so I thought I might as well cheer the birthday girl up a bit,'

Shiho hesitated.

What bad can it bring?

'Sure why not,' Shiho replied indifferently.

They danced for a bit, and to Shiho's dismay, it was a slow song. But Rei wasn't actually a bad dancer, after the B.O. was defeated, Shiho heard that he took up a job as a bartender while still completing missions from the NPA.

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The scientist had just finished dancing and was about to get a sip of drink before Kaito Kuroba, also known as, Kaito Kid came up to her.

His facial features shared similarities with Shinichi's, they almost seem like the same person, making Shiho question a possible relation. Even their bodies are exactly the same size. And was it just her, or does his hair seem less messy?

'I was just wondering, may I have a dance with the birthday girl?'

She really felt like rejecting him, but something, something she couldn't explain made her agree, despite her aching feet.

As they danced, she could've sworn she had sawn a hint of sadness in his eyes, and the way he gazed at her, made her feel discomforting yet familiar.

She felt the silence overwhelm them, which Kaito just had to break.

'You look beautiful in that dress tonight,' he remarked, earning a confused, and slightly violated stare from Shiho.

'Don't take it the wrong way though,' he immediately added, realizing her stare.

She relaxed, but something inside her churned, something she couldn't put a finger on.

'So I don't look beautiful in any other dress?' she retorted, suddenly feeling the urge to make things harder for him.

And she didn't miss that small but noticeable skip of her heart when he said she was beautiful.

'N-no no, what I meant was that-'

'It's okay, I was just messing around with you,' she replied wondering why she had such a weird feeling inside her chest.

Though she would not admit, she found it awfully cute when he stuttered.

They danced for a while, Shiho earning occasional glances from him which she found very suspicious. The silence enveloped them for a few minutes before he broke it again.

'How did you forget it was your birthday?' he queried, genuinely curious.

'Well,' she started, 'back in the organization, birthdays and celebrations were nothing, and no one knew when my birthday was.'

'Oh yeah that must be tough,' he commented, 'your parents weren't there either so they wouldn't celebrate it with you,'

'Yeah,' Shiho replied.

Her eyebrows suddenly creased and her lips pressed into a line. She glared suspiciously up at him as abruptly stopped.

How did he know that my parents weren't there?

In an instance, Shiho found her hand pulling against his face and ripping a layer of fake skin off. She did it mercilessly as if she already know that the person standing in front of her was not who she thought it was.

A/N: I'm stuck on the next chapter and school is not making it easier for me. SOOOO MANY ASSESSMENTS!!! I honestly cannot wait for the holidays.