IHKF

Killua… liked him. Liked him the way he was sure his father liked his mother, whoever she was. Liked him the way Palm liked Knov, the way the ladies who he took him on dates, who taught him to dance and cook and say sweet things told him a good girl would like him someday. He could see it, now, see Killua’s ears burn, hear Killua say Gon and see the way his eyes would swirl with a deeper, enigmatic blue. It’d taken him aback, at first. Killua was too close to him, too important for it to be true. They were friends. He’d never looked at Killua that way, never so much as considered Killua felt any different. How could he look at Killua any other way? When they reunited, he’d held him in his arms, crushed him in his chest and felt him tremble as he set a hand somewhere safe, at his shoulder, like a friend. And Killua never implied he wanted more, never got super close, never touched him in a way he hadn’t when they were kids-- chops to the back of the head, flicks to the nose, slaps

Summary: Years after Conan leaves with no explanation and Haibara becomes a distant Miyano Shiho, Ayumi graduates and heads off to Himura University-- as far away from Tokyo as she can get. She finds it hard to leave Conan and Haibara behind her despite Mitsuhiko and Genta moving on, but the mystery she's about to take on is going to begin unraveling a past she'd repressed, and it's very possible she's bitten off more than she can chew. Just how deep does this case run? Shinichi may just have to step in, but can he and Shiho stomach the mess Ayumi has gotten herself into, or save her from herself? Things had changed over the years- not by a lot, not all at once, but little by little. The Detective Boys never disbanded, nobody moved, nobody died, but Ran got her own place after she graduated. Kogoro's detective agency grew, and he had a few interns here and there that ran their time and carried on like clockwork. Eri had moved back in, though the two weren't sleeping in the same bed