Aeyra

Liar, you actually love Eisuke. (he's so cute in that picture! Kawaiiiii!) I <3 Aoko.

I deprive you of them and make you go to school instead. You die. Printers.

I ban you for being so mean!

Who does he hate? (other than Eisuke)

D-> Um.... *thinks, thinks, thinks...* Dark from D.N. Angel I guess...

An insane laughing witch who is set to capture Kaito's heart. Shrunken Kaito.

41.) Tell conanshinichi his invisible ink FAILED.

If they are mentally unstable. Is it possible for me to not draw HeiShin pictures?

Nope! It was I am reading Harry Potter! I don't read it anymore. I'm reading 'To Kill a Mockingbird' for class. Misaki.. You forgot to post your things, but here are mine. 1.) I like eating snakes. 2.) I like eating alligators. 3.) I like eating bugs. Choose.

Chitzu-chan!

After a long day of searching, yes. Somebody who semi supports HeiShin.

What's wrong with falling for a guy? It's perfectly normal... (falls into daydream about Geoffrey...)

I got a necklace from the guy I liked and made a huge deal out of it with my friends... And my friend teases me constantly (in front of him!) and I try to get her to shut up but she won't. *sigh* The necklace was plated with 24ct silver and it has opals in it... It's from Australia (he went there on vacation.)

NO THERE CAN'T! (weren't you the one who volunteered to beta my story? About HEISHIN?) They don't suck, it's just your opinion. Please refrain from flaming them. No! It's HeiShin centric! They just need better fics, that's all! Yeah, I dislike ShinShi too... And I only like humorous ConAi... Yes it is! It's hilarious! So many good ones out there...

Someone who (I think) converted to ShinRan. ^-^

Liar, you found it in three! I drew some HeiShin pics!

My brother was using the computer.... -.-' Ignore the curse word plz...

It's a couple of pages back I think...

Buy stuff? What would you do if you were a master artist?

No, I challenged the boys to a semi-difficult MathCounts problem and they can't do it. Feel free to try to solve it (but don't give the answer to the boys!)

Did you not see the HeiShin warning sign? Yes, it will turn out HeiShin, cuz I said so. Just don't flame the couple.

Pretty good... It's just awkward for me to see 'Amy' cuz that's my real name... You watch the English version? That's... different. They're pretty good, just do what Pyre (IU) said and you'll be fine. You copy and pasted, right? You didn't draw it, right? They're nice backgrounds... Make one for ShinRan plz!

Thanks to everyone who has read thus far! (it's only been one chapter... *sulks in corner for no reason, cultivating mushrooms*) Anyways, I've gotten Part 2 back from Pyre (everyone please applaud *claps* *feels awkward* *sits back down*) and it's been improved quite a bit. Just remember, if you write past ten o'clock at night every day, there will be inconsistencies with stuff like honorifics and weird sentences. And you'll forget to italicize once you get in a word processor since you've written it with the Notes app of your iTouch. Okay, here is part two: Heiji's POV "How's he holdin' up, Doc?" I ask into the speaker, anxiously waiting for his reply even though it is only a matter of seconds before he answers. I had only heard about Kudo's situation about a few days ago from an email sent by the little girl, Haibara. Apparently she didn’t feel it was important to tell me my best friend was dumped by his girlfriend and was suffering from depression until nearly a month into his situation. Nope. Not important at all. "Not too well. I've been having Ai look after him, but he's vapid, and-" He lowers his voice as if he's afraid somebody will overhear. "He tried to commit suicide this morning." "WHA-?" I blurt out, shocked. Kudo, the guy who was all for living, Kudo, the teenager who would even save murderers from death, tried to kill himself? I knew his situation with neechan was bad, but for him to be this desperate... "Ai-chan found him with a small bottle of pain killers in his hand this morning. And the thing was almost half empty." Half-empty. One small bottle of drugs capable of death. How could he do such a thing? "What's his condition?" If he seriously downed that many pills, then the guy is probably is seriously sick at best. My heart beats like a hummingbird's wings as I almost make out the unsure breaths of the Professor. Kudo better not be dying, I think. If he dies I'll never forgive him... "We managed to get him to puke most of it up. We wanted to bring him to a hospital, but he said he refused to go and threatened to attempt suicide again if we made him go. He said that even if he was treated, once he got back, he would kill himself. We're not really sure what to do. At the moment, Ai-kun is taking care of him and she says he's doing pretty well. But she's not a psychologist. She can't help him mentally- and that's where he needs healing." So he's not dying. I let out a huge sigh of relief. If Kudo died, I'd bring him back to life and kill him again for being so stupid. I'd kill him for taking himself away from me. Wait, what did I just think? That sounded more than just a little awkward. It's because I'm his best friend. I'd miss him, that's all, I try to reassure myself, but I truly think it goes farther than that. "Ca-can I talk to him?" I plead, wanting to hear Kudo’s voice on the other end instead of this old man who sounds a whole lot less concerned than he should be, wanting to hear that strong, powerful detective that I knew so well. “I’m not so sure about that right now, Hattori-kun,” answers the Professor, sounding extremely nervous and high-strung. “He seems extremely unwell and Ai-kun says he should try to rest. Maybe you could talk to him later.” How long is later? I wonder, extremely annoyed that he won’t let me speak to Shinichi for just a little bit. I want to talk to him now. A best friend can’t just sit and act cool when his friend just tried to commit friggin’ suicide! “No, I want to talk to Hattori.” Kudo’s ragged, croaking voice breaks in, sounding depressed and lifeless. Empty. “Hand me the phone, Professor Agasa.” “But Shinichi-kun,” he protests, obviously surprised. “You’re hardly in a condition to walk, let alone have a conversation with anyone.” “Let him.” That’s the little Haibara girl, her cold, chilling voice cracking the worried atmosphere. “His problems are psychological. Perhaps letting him do something he wants, besides dying, would be good for him.” With a muffled handing over of the phone, Kudo greets me with an emotionless, “Hello, Hattori.” I don’t know why, but it hurts so much to hear him say my name so emptily. Before, whenever he greeted me he’d be annoyed, happy, angry- just something behind that one word. “Hattori.” “Hey Kudo,” I say, trying to sound as cheerful as possible. I can’t even fool myself with the obviously faked enthusiasm. “I’ve heard things have been- I’ve heard they’ve been pretty bad over there.” “Pretty bad?” He gives a cold, hard, sardonic laugh. “That’s quite an understatement. I finally turn back after beating the Black Organization and the girl I’ve loved my entire life tells me that she doesn’t want me anymore. After all those days where the only thing I could look forward to was seeing her, touching her, feeling wanted even if her love was for Conan, she gives up on me. But I know it’s not her fault. I have no idea what to do anymore.” I hear a sob from the other end, and I wish I could reach out and comfort him. I wish I could lay my hand on his shoulder, stare directly into his bold blue eyes, and give him the consolation that he needs. I imagine gently wiping away his tears, my face only inches away from his, and- Stop Heiji! What the hell are ya’ doin’?! I think to myself. I almost imagined- oh my god- I almost imagined kissing my best friend right there. What am I? Gay? Thinking it over, the answer is probably yes. Urgh, not a good sign. “Kudo, I kind of know how you feel. I’m not sure if you were listening when I told you a few days ago since you were kind of –you know- but-“ “You and Kazuha aren’t together anymore, right?” He says it so bluntly. Like he doesn’t care that her name drives a knife through my heart. Of course, I was the one who brought it up, so if it keeps him from worrying about neechan…. “Yeah,” I start, thinking about that day barely a week ago. “It’s not like I confessed or anything. One day, I went to school and saw Kazuha making out with a guy I knew. They were pressed so closely together, and they were so thoroughly engrossed in each other that they didn’t even hear me protest.” I pause as I visualize Kazuha’s bright green eyes turn to me in shock, in regret, but most of all, in apology. “She said she had started dating him without telling me.” “Heiji, why are you so angry?” she asked, pulling me aside after my disastrous outburst. “He’s only my boyfriend! Calm down!” “That’s exactly the problem!” I yell, adrenaline pumping through my veins, anger pulsing through my brain, beating like a drum. “Don’t you get it? I- I like you Kazuha!” I feel my face flush red, and then see her dawn with realization. “Hei-Heiji, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know, but-“ Her voice lowers to a mere whisper as she stares worriedly over her shoulder to her-urgh!- boyfriend. “I don’t like you anymore. I used to, but, you never seemed to return my feelings, so I started dating Akira-kun, and I love him.” The earnest look in her eyes betrayed the truth in her words. “I- I don’t approve,” I say, looking down at my feet. “I don’t want you with him.” “Heiji, it’s too late for that. I gave you a chance, a lot of chances, but you never took them. If you don’t approve, it doesn’t affect my relationship with Akira-kun. We can still be friends, but not the way you want.” I silently nod, holding back tears of my own, hoping she won’t notice. She walks back to Akira’s side, lovingly holding onto his arm, her emerald orbs filled with warmth that I hadn’t seen for a long time. They stroll off together, leaving me behind. It’s at that moment that I know Kazuha won’t follow me. She will never follow me ever again. The very thought sends me reeling. “That’s tough,” replies Kudo, but he doesn’t really sound sympathetic at all. It stings, but I know he’s been through worse. He wants me to pity him. He wants me to debase myself so I’m lower than he is, I can sense it, can feel it. The thought makes me cringe. “Kudo, why did you try to kill yourself this morning?” I get straight to the point so he can’t hold it off any longer. His problem has to go farther than losing neechan. He's not the kind of guy who would suicide just because his girl dumped him. Or is he? "I can't stand this anymore, Hattori. For the past few years, all I could look forward to was her promise to be there for me once I returned. It's what kept me going Hattori. Ran moved to the US for college, and it doesn't seem like she's coming back anytime soon. I'm lonely- Haibara and the Professor just aren't enough company. They don't understand." He seems to hesitate, let his confession linger on the heavy air, drawing out the moment where I hear him utter, "Hattori? Can you come to Tokyo? I want to see you." For some reason, the words cause me to blush, and I can feel the crimson spreading across my face. Kudo wants me. He wants to see me. And I can see him again. "M-me?!" I stutter out, my voice climbing to an unusually high pitch. "W-why?" "You don't want to? Hattori, you sound embarassed. Why? All I want is the company of my best friend. You're going through the same thing right now too, aren't you?" His tone has transformed to a light and teasing one. My heart flutters wildly at the sound. Ba-dump! Ba-dump! What the heck is wrong with me? "I most definitely want to come! I'll come right now! Just wait a couple of hours, Kudo. I'll be right there!" I slam down the phone, and start preparing for my journey to Tokyo. Remember, it's not my fault if it kills it. Please comment! ~Aeyra (Note: it killed the italicizes, not the spaces this time, so forgive me if I missed some of them.)

Did you forget I AM THE MATH MASTER AND AM A MATH CHAMPION?! I make him kiss you and you die of disgust. Shopping.