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The sound of his laughter was endearing and she found herself relaxing a bit. The feeling of embarrassment for what she’d done was slowly seeping away with the redness from her cheeks. He’d said he liked her behavior, something she hadn’t been expecting. A short thank you tumbled from her lips as well and she leaned into his sudden caress, enjoying the contact he made with her.
“You’re welcome.” She bit her lower lip, twiddling her fingers for a moment as though she were wondering just what to do with them. Finally deciding to rest them upon his shoulders, she smiled at him. “You wouldn’t want to try that again, would you?”
Hakuba let himself look at the hands on his shoulders, movements subtle, though his smile quirked at one corner. Bemused, he tilted his head at her, searching her face for a hint of her demeanor or experience. There was no denying that Mouri Ran had several qualities about her that made her absolutely attractive, but he couldn’t help wonder if she was also just a little too naive for him.
Then again, everyone was at some point in their lives. She was vetted around crime scenes, clearly brave enough to kiss someone who was nearly a perfect stranger, and experienced enough with her craft to defend herself whenever necessary. The things he’d heard about her held up well in person. Even so, he felt like a wolf preying on an innocent lamb.
“Try it again?” he asked, voice soft and interested, keeping his gaze locked on her face as if she were the only other person in the world. “A kiss, you mean? I couldn’t deny such a request from you, if that is what you truly wish, Mouri-chan.”
Ran couldn’t deny that he was attractive and she’d actually enjoyed kissing him. She peered up at him with eyes curious to know if he felt the same. Yes, he’d admitted she had nothing to be sorry about, but she wasn’t sure if he was just easing her fears or if he’d felt something as well. Another blush crept into her cheeks, tinting them even darker red. “I’m just glad you didn’t push me away.” She managed to whisper.
Hakuba laughed, letting the sound roll softly from his throat. She was so cute. “I can’t imagine how I could possibly push such a lovely young lady away. Honestly, I think your forwardness is quite charming.” And it was, but specifically because, as far as he was aware, it wasn’t something that she normally did.
Fighting the strange fear that someone might attack him at any moment for paying the girl this sort of attention, the foreign detective lifted a hand to oh-so-gently brush a lock of hair from Ran’s face, tucking it back behind her ear.
“Thank you."
For what it was worth, Ran wasn’t the only one that blushed. Smiling, both surprised and confused, the detective blinked back at the girl once their lips parted, and tilted his head. “Mouri-chan,” he said, voice soft. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”Ran, who continued to blush, placed a hand to her lips. “I…I don’t know what came over me. Forgive me please.” She wanted to run, but held fast, almost glued to the spot. She was not only embarrassed, but ashamed of herself. She expected him to be mad, but he didn’t seem to be showing any signs of that emotion. Still, it had been wrong of her to be so forward.
Ah. Mouri-chan was such a lovely, sweet girl. Hakuba couldn’t resist a soft laugh and smile at her embarrassment; it was just too cute. “There’s nothing to forgive, Mouri-chan. I tend to have that effect on people; you needn’t fret whatsoever. I’m honored to have caught your attention."
CLOSED RP || A Surprise Guest
It had been an unproductive day at the Mouri Detective agency. Well, it had been so for Mouri Kogoro, at least. Ran had been cleaning up after her Father as he had been busy, glued to his TV set watching a marathon of Yoko. He’d already kicked back four beers and his ashtray was a disaster area. Ran wrinkled her nose at the man, wanting nothing more than to have him grow up and clean up after himself. She doubted that would happen anytime soon. After she had become a young woman, she had become more than just his daughter, taking on the roles of maid, cook and babysitter…of him. She sometimes wondered how he even functioned properly when she was at school. Still, she loved him and he had been there for her, even to the point of doing his best to keep her safe. So, she couldn’t fault him on ever being a bad Father. He was just immature in a sense of the word.
He raised his fifth can of beer in a cheering salute to the spectacle before his eyes, vivid on the television screen. Ran secretly hoped that no one would make an appearance for a case with him in this condition, but he had been known to sober very fast when murder was in the air. Still, she shook her head and just dumped the discarded cigarette butts into the trash bin.
As if on cue and to her surprise, there was suddenly a knock at the door. She didn’t know if her Father noticed it or not, so she went to answer it herself. She straightened up and slowly turned the knob, pulling the door open.
“Good afternoon, Mouri-chan,” the young man on the other side of the door said, voice warm and pleasant with plenty of energy. Hakuba Saguru, young foreign detective, offered a customary and polite bow to the the young woman, then straightened up to put on what he believed to be his most charming smile.
He’d always liked the Mouri girl – she was polite, intelligent, and sweet, and had always made such a good impression on him. Interacting with her, therefore, always made the otherwise unpleasant task of tracking down Mouri Kogoro somewhat bearable.
Speaking of…
“I was wondering if the detective was in. Megure-keibu’s sent me with requested casefiles for one of his clients. Any chance…?”
He asked, though quite honestly, he’d heard the man from street level just before jogging up the steps. Mouri-san was loud, boisterous, lazy, and above all, a pain to work with in any capacity. Nevertheless, Hakuba saw no reason to be unnecessarily rude, particularly when even he had to admit that he did not know Kogoro as well as he ought.
He hoped, for Ran’s sake, that her father had hidden redeeming qualities, at least…
Hello?
15. They need a place to hide.
“Mouri-chan, this is very short notice, but please, please tell me that you’re home — I’m almost to the agency and I desperately need you to hide me for the next several hours. Can you do that for me?”
Bother me (only if you want)
[text] mouri-san woudl you liek to go on a date with me?
[text] i’ve always thought that you werreally maamzingg
[text] evnet though your father gives me a hug headache
[text] who needs that kudou-whoever-kun anyway