Fanfiction - Exposed

[Angie]

[I'm bored Well, I've actually posted this in FF.net, but maybe some of you don't really go there, so I'll post anyway. Again, this is my version of the story written in 'Detective Conan Line' (General board), so changes have been made.]

File 1

"IT’S KIDDO! GET HIM!" Nakamori-keibu screamed.

Kid stood perfectly balanced on the highest window sill, the necklace in one hand and grinning down at the police officers as they tried to get to him. They tried climbing the walls, but thanks to the oil Kid had poured down earlier, they were unable to get to him.

"What’s the matter, officers? Don’t you want to get me?" he taunted.

"SHUT UP!" Nakamori-keibu’s face was already purple in fury. He whipped out his gun. "Get down here, or I’ll shoot!"

Kid made tsk-ing noises. "Really, you have to watch the temper of yours, Nakamori-keibu, or you could get a heart attack. Adios! I’ll be back!" With a bow, he jumped out of the window. His hang glider popped out and he flew away with the necklace around his neck.

Kid laughed as he headed towards home. "That was fun! I wonder what I should do next!"

"Maybe you should stop for a while."

Kid almost lost control of his steering when he heard the voice. He turned to glare at a girl his age flying on her broomstick, a smug smile on her face. "Akako! What are you doing here? You better get out of here before someone sees you!"

"You would be thanking me that I’ve come to warn you, Kuroba," Koizumi Akako drawled.

"How many times do I have to tell you I’m not Kuroba?" Kid muttered.

Akako laughed. "Still a good sense of humor, Kuroba! Anyway, you really should stop being Kid, or something bad will happen."

"What, do you think I’ll get caught?" Kid said with a laugh. "You’re talking to the best thief in the world, Kaitou Kiddo-sama, little miss witch."

"Even so, you’re going to meet your fate one day, Kaitou Kiddo-sama," Akako said sweetly. Kid narrowed his eyes at her. "You know, it’s not too late to be my slave," she added.

"Yeah, right, I’m a slave to no one," Kid retorted. "And in case you haven’t noticed, this is my fiftieth thievery so far and I have not failed at all."

"Think what you like, Kuroba. Don’t say I didn’t warn you." Akako laughed, steering her broom around and speeding off. Kid watched her with a sweat drop. You’re kidding me…right?

The sun had started to rise in the east. Suddenly, Kid noticed that the wind had stopped. "Aik!" He dropped down instantly, heading for the ground. Frantically, he folded back the hang glider and pulled another cord. A parachute popped up above him, slowing his fall, and he wiped his brows. "Whew, that was close," he muttered.

When Kid was one foot away from the ground, he let go of the parachute and landed with a thud on his feet. Glancing around, he disappeared into an alleyway so that no one would see him. "Guess I have to walk the rest of the way home," he muttered, and in a flash, he changed his appearance to the original Kuroba Kaito in school uniform.

"Ehhh, it’s so late already?" he said to himself as he walked down the sidewalk alone. The shops were still closed and the road was empty from cars. I better get home quickly and have a nap, or I’ll be late for school…but tonight was worth it, he added in his thought with a silent chuckle.

"Kudo Shinichi is alive?"

Kaito halted. The voices came from a small alley not far ahead. Filled with curiosity, he stuck himself to the wall near the alley, listening.

"Yes…the drug didn’t work, so he only turned into a kid…now he’s going around as Edogawa Conan…" That voice…it’s so cold…

"Where is he now then?"

"He’s at Mouri Detective Agency…he had been solving cases for that useless detectives." There was a cold chuckle. "Such an idiot…he thinks we won’t find him…wait till we pay him a surprise visit tomorrow morning…"

Kaito’s eyes widened. So, these are the people who made Kudo become small! I can’t believe I’m saying this…but I have to warn him!

Suddenly, he heard the voices stop. Uh oh. Kaito quickly sprang up onto the roof over the ground floor window, just as two men in black emerged out of the alley. They got into a black car and drove off. He looked up, squinting. I have to hurry. Mouri Detective Agency…there!

In lightning speed, he was dressed as Kaitou Kid again. The hang glider popped out as he jumped, and the wind took the lead. He flew off towards his target.

---
That morning at Mouri Detective Agency, Edogawa Conan was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. He had just woken up, but made no move to do anything else. He was just…pondering.

Outside the room, Mouri Kogoro was getting ready, standing behind his desk and adjusting his tie. He was up early for one reason---he was invited to Okino Yoko’s studio. Obviously, he was not going to miss meeting his favorite singer again. "What’s going on with that kid?" he asked grumpily, looking through the door crack at Conan from where he was. "He’s been staring into space for ten whole minutes."

"He’s probably thinking about something like always," said Mouri Ran, his daughter, placing breakfast on the table.

Kogoro narrowed his eyes. "That kid…has a problem. He’s too intelligent and too thoughtful."

"Stop thinking about that now, Otou-san, the taxi is waiting for you," Ran told him firmly, pushing him to the door. After Kogoro left, she glanced towards the door crack at Conan. She had her suspicions all the time---but she couldn’t verify them.

Gently, she pushed open the bedroom door. "Conan-kun, what are you thinking?" she asked.

Conan sat up, looking at her. "Nothing," he replied.

"Well, get dressed, breakfast is ready." Ran closed the door, sighing. She never knew what was in the boy’s head. Conan always looked so mysterious and secretive…<br>
There’s something you don’t know about me, Ran, Conan thought as he got up to get dressed. It was another time when he felt guilty about not telling the truth to Ran. But he had no other choice---if she knew he was Kudo Shinichi, he would endanger her life. He couldn’t do it---not until everything was resolved.

After he was dressed, he stepped out of the room. He saw Ran at the window, seeming to be staring into space. "Ran-neechan?" he asked.

Ran turned. She gazed at Conan’s innocent-looking face, memories filled in her head. He looks so much like Shinichi… "Ran-neechan?" Conan repeated, confused.

"Huh? Oh, I’m sorry, Conan-kun," Ran said quickly, walking over to him. "I was just thinking. Come on, your breakfast is getting cold…"

BANG BANG BANG!

Both of them turned in surprise. “K-Kaitou Kiddo?!" they gasped.

Kid was outside, hanging on something and rapping the window. His eyes were wide and urgent. Conan ran over and opened the window. Kid rested on the window seal, panting. "T-they’re coming…they’re coming for you! You have to leave---NOW!"

"What? Who’s coming?" Ran asked in confusion.

"T-two guys---in black---"

Conan turned rigid. NANI?!

Suddenly, the door burst from its hinges. Ran shrieked. Gin entered with Vodka behind him, an evil smile on his face. "Ohayoo gozaimasu, meitantei," he said. "We meet again."

[Angie]

File 2

The Black Organization! How did they find me here? Conan thought in shock, clenching his fists.

"M-Meitantei? Who are you?" Ran demanded.

Suddenly, Kid flung his cloak at Ran and Conan, and they disappeared altogether. "H-hey! Where did they go?!" Vodka exclaimed, running to the empty spot.

Meanwhile, the threesome was on the roof of the building. Ran looked around in surprise. "H-how did we get here?!"

Kid put a finger to his lips. "Shh, you don’t want them to hear us, do you?"

Conan narrowed his eyes at him. "Why are you doing this anyway?"

"Run first, ask questions later," Kid said, opening his hang glider and clipping the belt. "Grab on to me, I’ll take you to somewhere safe. They can’t see me in the sky in broad daylight."

"How do we know you won’t let us fall?" Conan asked in suspicion.

Kid was annoyed. "You’re going to have to trust me if you don’t want to become those guys’ lunch." His eyes bore into Conan’s. He was serious. It was not like they had any choice anyway. Ran and Conan held on to Kid as he took off, steering them away from the building.

Meanwhile, Gin was peering out of the window, watching. "So, the wizard of the century is in their ally…Kaitou Kid is his name, isn’t it? Interesting…" He sneered.

---
It was a while before Kid landed on a roof of a house. Conan and Ran did not know the house belonged to him. Luckily, his mother was away at the moment. Both of them were still clinging onto him as he leaped off the edge and swung himself through a window.

"We’ve landed," he announced with a grin.

"W-where are we?" Ran stammered, letting go to Kid and looking around.

"You don’t want to know," replied Kid, taking off his hat and brushing it. Conan’s eyes widened.

"Y-YOU LOOK LIKE ME!" he could not help exclaiming.

Kid grinned at him as he put on his hat again. "Be glad that I don’t have your good hair." He patted Conan’s head. He adjusted his eyepiece as he straightened up again. "Now, I think I owe both of you an explanation…"

"Yeah, you do!" Ran said with a note of irritation in her voice. "What are you talking about, and who are those two men back there?" she demanded.

"Uh…well, umm…" Conan started to sweat, looking around.

"Well, looks like you got explaining to do," Kid said to Conan coolly.

"YOU’RE the one who has some explaining to do!" Conan retorted. "You have not told me why you saved us!"

Kid smiled at Conan and then looked up at Ran. "All right. When I was stealing a precious gem last night ("Yeah, I bet you were," Conan retorted), I came upon those two men and overheard their little plan, so there I went. And I have my reason to save you---and you should be thanking me for it, don’t you think?"

"Yeah, maybe, you idiot," Conan said coldly, folding his arms.

"And?"

Conan and Kid looked at Ran, who was staring at them. "Can I get an explanation now? Who are those guys?!" she shouted.

Kid looked as if he was pondering. Conan looked at him, silently begging him. Don’t tell her, don’ tell her…

Then, Kid struck up a smile. "They’re from an organization…" he began, and Conan immediately had a shocked look on his face. NO!! "…and they’re trying to take all those lives which are related to…" Conan waved his hands wildly in frenzy. "…Mouri Kogoro."

Conan almost dropped his glasses. WHAT?!

Ran blinked. "O--Otou-san?!” she shrieked. Kid laughed, holding a hand behind his head. Conan looked from Ran to Kid, silently laughing awkwardly. So…that’s your plan? "But why?!" Ran continued.

"Well…" Kid thought again. Yeah, what now, baka? Conan thought with narrowed eyes.

"Apparently they’re scared of him," Kid continued to bluff, enjoying himself, "because his deductions are so good, they are afraid that he might find out what they are doing." He winked at Conan.

"IMPOSSIBLE!"

"Eh?" Kid was taken back.

"Otou-san…it just seems impossible! I don’t want us to die!" Ran screamed.

"That’s why I’m here," Kid said, patting his chest. "I’ll protect you. They won’t find you here. Are you hungry? I’ll go bring something up." He left the room without waiting for a reply. Ran sighed. Then she realized that Conan had disappeared too.

Kid entered the kitchen and made a beeline for the refrigerator. As he stared into it, wondering what he should get, he heard a voice behind him that made him jump.

"Why did you do that, Kaitou Kiddo?"

Kid looked around and saw Conan standing right behind him, looking up at him. "Kudo!"

"Well?" Conan narrowed his eyes in suspicions.

Kid shook his head. "You gave me some signals, didn’t you?"

"Yeah, but I didn’t expect you to follow them," Conan said.

Kid turned back to the refrigerator, looking bored. "Why not? Is there a problem with it, tantei-kun?" he asked, taking out some juice and a plate of pastries. He chucked the plate into a microwave and activated it.

"It’s not like you! I can understand you saving kids in danger, but those men are dangerous!" Conan snapped. "There’s no reason I shouldn’t doubt you."

Kid opened the refrigerator and took out plate. He turned around and shoved it into Conan’s hands. "You’re being cold to your savior, tantei-kun," he whispered with a grin. "Like I said, you should be thanking me, and not demanding answers from me. After all, I saved you from the two men in black AND Ran. Now, go back up there before Ran comes looking for you."

"Don’t treat me like a kid, Kiddo!" Conan snapped in annoyance.

"Haha! That was a good one!" Kid laughed and ruffled Conan’s hair again, making him fume more.

"Very funny!" Conan mumbled, whirling around and began to walk out. Kid followed him behind.

Suddenly, Ran appeared at the doorway, looking annoyed. "Conan-kun! Stop worrying me, running away like that! Now you stay here, I’m going to find Otou-san!" she shouted before running off.

Conan was shocked. "W-wait!" Conan screamed, but Ran was already gone.

Kid snickered. "How was my plan?"

Conan was grinding his teeth and grumbling. He glared at Kid. "Very well, clone," he muttered, walking back to the room where they had come from. But Kid stopped.

"Hang on, I forgot napkins," he said, and left again.

Conan let out a sigh, rubbing his eyes. He took this chance to examine his surrounding, wondering where he was. Is this Kid’s house? he wondered, walking towards the table. There was a photo on the desk, and he started to reach for it.

Suddenly, a card flew out of nowhere. He quickly pulled back his arm, and the card stood still in the table, having missed him narrowly.

Kid was at the doorway, his trusty card gun in his hand. "Don’t touch that!" he snapped, walking over and taking the photo. He pulled open the drawer, chucked the photo in, and closed it quickly before Conan could try to take a peek at its content. "If you try anything around here, I’ll make you feel sorry."

Conan peered at Kid very closely with narrowed eyes. Kid raised his eyebrows, retreating quickly. "What?! Don’t make me use this!" He lifted his card gun.

"Who are you really? How old are you? What’s your real name?" Conan demanded.

Kid blinked. Then he shrugged. "Why should I tell you? It’s not like I’m stupid, you know. Soon, you will be running to the police and telling them my real identity. I have had too many close encounters, and I definitely don’t want to try getting out of another again."

"What, you didn’t think I have seen that picture?" Kid started. Conan looked serious. No, he’s bluffing, Kid insisted. He’s trying to get me to talk.

"You’re right…maybe I should brainwash you, eh?" he said menacingly, leaning very close and putting his gun end on Conan’s forehead.

Conan looked shocked. "W-what?! Y-you wouldn’t dare!"

Kid straightened up and spun around, his card gun disappearing from his hand with a small pop. "I’m just kidding. You know what, go and tell the world then. It saves me some energy trying to help you. Besides, your precious Mouri Ran is out there, and those men in black might be stalking her." He looked over his shoulder at Conan. "If you want to get to her before they do, you’re gonna need more help for that little body of yours."

Conan turned rigid.

"Besides," continued Kid, still showing his back to Conan. "Those men are probably still at the detective agency. If Ran were to go there…"

Conan clenched his fists. He had forgotten about Ran---and she could be in danger now. Ignoring Kid, he pushed past the thief and rushed out.

Kid shook his head. "Baka…always need somebody to save you, don’t you?" he muttered as he started to dress into black clothes.

[Angie]

File 3

Conan had just managed to get out of the unfamiliar neighborhood and headed for Ran’s home. He did not think about anyone else but Ran. His legs were getting heavier every step as he almost couldn’t breathe, but he would not stop.

Please, don’t let anything happen to Ran!

He found the agency later, but did not stop there. He raced up the stairs two at a time, almost stumbling as he did. He flung the door open. "RAN!"

He froze.

Ran was tied up in a chair and gagged, her eyes wide in fear. Vodka held his gun barrel to her head, while Gin was sitting behind Kogoro’s desk (which was somehow cleaned up quickly with everything on the floor) with his legs perched on the desk. "A very comfortable hideout you had, tantei-san," he said with a sneer. "Too bad we’re going to blow it to pieces soon."

"Let go of Ran, she has nothing to do with this!" Conan shouted, his fists clenched.

"I prefer otherwise, tantei-san. If you value her life, tell me where Sherry is."

Conan blinked. "What?"

"Miyano Shiho---or Haibara Ai, as you know. I bet you know her, don’t you? We searched that old Professor’s house, but there was no trace of her left. Come on, spill it. Where is she?"

"I---I don’t know what you’re talking about!" It was true---Conan didn’t know what happened to Ai. He had not seen her for the last few days, not even in school. His classmate, Ayumi, had told him that she was sick, but he doubted it because Dr. Agasa would have told him.

"Don’t waste our time, kid," Gin said. "Spill it, or the girl dies." Vodka pressed the gun barrel on Ran’s head.

Conan gritted his teeth. Darn…if I make a move, he’ll shoot Ran…what to do, what to do…?

Suddenly, the door flew open. Everyone looked up to see who it was. A man stood leaning against the door jamb, his black hat lowered over his face and black glasses covering his eyes. He had his hands in his black coat’s pockets.

"Bravo, Gin-sama," he said in a deep voice. "But don’t you think it’s getting old, threatening a girl for information like that?" Conan thought that he saw a glint in behind the sunglasses.

Gin narrowed his eyes in suspicion as the newcomer sauntered in. "Who are you?"

"Don’t you know me? I’m Port, part of the organization." The newcomer bowed. "I admire your work, Gin-sama, absolutely outstanding. But can I make a small suggestion? I know how to get this kid to spill the beans." He nodded towards Conan.

Vodka looked at Gin, who seemed thoughtful. What is Gin waiting for? This Port guy definitely looks like part of our organization…right?

Then Gin put down his legs and linked his fingers. "All right, Port. What is your suggestion?"

"Is it okay if I whisper it to you so they won’t hear?" Port asked. But the look on Gin told him that it was not okay. "All right, all right…you see, it’s like this…"

He took out what seemed like a pistol. But instead of firing it, he pushed the barrel down, and smoke filled up the room within seconds.

"What the---"

"It’s a trick! Get---"

Clunk.

"Gin?!"

Vodka felt someone tugging his sleeve. He looked down, and saw Conan pointing his watch at him with a grin. The boy shot a needle, and Vodka immediately fell into a slumber.

Then Conan felt himself been lifted up. "Time to go," he heard Kid’s voice saying, and was immediately taken out of the room.

Once they were outside, Conan was dropped onto the floor again. He turned to see Kid/Port with Ran in his arms, and immediately he turned red. "Put her down!" he said hotly.

Kid/Port snickered. "What, are you jealous?"

"You heard him, put me down!" Ran retorted, slapping Kid/Port’s face.

"Geez, you aren’t grateful." He put her back on her feet and rubbed his face. "Now, I’m going to take care of the cleaning up first, and then I’ll take you back. Do not move."

But before he could go, Ran had grabbed him by the wrist. "No, you’re not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on…" she said, her eyes burning, "…SHIN-I-CHI!"

Kid/Port blinked. Conan smacked his head countless of times. Then, Kid/Port burst out laughing.

Ran glared at him. "What are you laughing about?! It’s not funny, Shinichi!" she shouted, looking almost ready to karate-kick him.

Kid shook his head, grinning. "I’m sorry, it’s just that---you look cute when you’re angry."

Ran blushed furiously. Conan did too, and he was now glaring even more. Get away from my girl! his furious eyes told Kid. Kid just grinned at him.

"Y-you aren’t Shinichi!" Ran snapped, her face red.

"Ahh, glad you realized that, Mouri-san." Kid/Port tipped his hat down with an amused smile. "Well then, you wait here while I---"

"Leave them, why don’t you?"

Everyone turned to see a young woman emerging from an alley. She wore a hat, a pair of sunglasses, and what seemed like a trench coat. Conan recognized her instantly, and it made him speechless. "H-H-Haib---" He gulped, remembering that he could not let Ran know yet.

Ran blinked. "Who are you? Why do you look like---Ai-chan?" she stuttered.

Miyano Shiho shook her head. "I’m not Haibara Ai."

"I think you are," Kid said as-a-matter-of-factly, "and you have to get out of here with Ku---Conan-kun and Ran before those men in black wake up and come after you. I’m not going to leave them there, that is Mouri-san’s property. I’ll be right back." With a small poof, he disappeared.

Ran blinked. "It’s Kiddo…again?"

"Took a while for you to figure that out, eh?" said Shiho, looking up at the building.

"Don’t talk about him first…where were you?" Conan demanded her.

Shiho looked down at Conan calmly. "Hiding, what else? Professor noticed that we were being watched, so we moved out quietly one night."

"And you didn’t tell me?!"

"We wanted to, but it’s hard to move around, and we’re scared that your phone would be bugged. But it doesn’t matter now anyway."

"So…how did you turn back to yourself?"

Shiho looked at him. "I don’t know," was her reply. "It was only an experiment, and it turned out positive. I’ve been doing some research, hopefully this is permanent. But I am not too sure yet."

"And you tried it on yourself. You don’t do that."

"Well, I don’t have my experiment with me, and someone has to try it." Shiho patted Conan’s head as if she were teasing him.

"Very funny," Conan grumbled.

"HELLO! Have you forgotten something?!" Both turned to see Ran glaring at them with hands on her hips. "What are you talking about? I want an explanation!"

Conan started to sweat. He looked at Shiho, but it was obvious that she was going to leave it all to him. "Um, where’s Kogoro-ojisan?" he asked quickly.

"Still at the studio…and don’t change the subject! Explain!" Ran was leaning very close to Conan now. The boy felt as if he had shrunk, trying desperately to think up of an excuse, but his mind (for the first time in his life) was blank.

"Tsk…always need someone to back you up, don’t you?" Conan spun around. Kid was strolling up to them on the pavement in his usual attire (goodness knew where he went and what he did with Gin and Vodka). "No more chat now, and get moving," he urged. "You too," he added to Shiho, walking ahead of them to lead the way.

"But…what about Otou-san? Those men in black are looking for him, aren’t they?" Ran asked, rushing to follow. Conan and Shiho were right behind her.

"If you’re that worried about him, I’ll look for him later then," Kid told her. "Right now, I’m busy." Darn, school starts in half an hour…and I haven’t gotten my sleep yet, he thought grudgingly as he glanced at his watch. Never mind…two periods of Math should be enough for a shuteye. I only hope these people won’t invade my privacy…

I’m going to have to lock up my room very tightly, he decided, glancing at Conan.

[Angie]

File 4

It was very late into the night. Above the quiet neighborhood, a white figure could be seen flying in the air, getting lower every foot. It glided down and landed gently on the window sill of the Kuroba residence, making no sound at all.

Kid let down his glider, letting out a relieved sigh. He was already quite tired, having to travel across Tokyo just to look for someone. He was also feeling warm inside his suit---but of course, he could not be himself now even though he was home. He had guests whom he could not afford to let know of his real identity.

He strolled over to the door, unlocked it and stepped out quietly. Just as he was going to lock the door again, he jumped when he heard a voice behind him. "Back already?"

Kid turned around in surprise. Conan was standing right behind him, looking up at Kid. Kid grumbled softly, not replying. "Where’s Kogoro oji-san?" Conan asked.

"That idiot won’t leave the studio, now that I gave him the message," Kid muttered in reply. "How can you stand being with him?"

"I can’t, but I have to deal with it," Conan muttered as well.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps rushing up the stairs. They both turned to see Ran, who was already panting when she reached them. "Otou-san! Where’s he?" she demanded.

"He won’t come with me, but he’s at a safe place," Kid replied. "Don’t worry, idiots get all the luck." He grinned.

Ran glared at him. "You asked for it!" With a karate yell, she lashed out a kick. Conan was almost covering his eyes to block out the painful scene---but he heard nothing. Not a scream. He looked up, surprised.

Kid had dodged Ran swiftly, and snapped on the nerve at the back of her neck with one hand. She was instantly knocked out, and he grabbed her before she fell. "Very impressive, but not good enough to defeat Kiddo-sama. But it’s not bad having a girl to protect you, is it?" he commented with a grin as he carried Ran into another bedroom. Conan just grunted. When Kid emerged out again, he looked around. "Where’s the other girl?"

"Haibara? Checking some lab document downstairs, I suppose," Conan replied. "Enough, tell me the truth now. I want to know why you saved us and protected us. You aren’t scared that we’d turn you in?"

Kid looked at him for a moment, thinking. Then he turned so his back was facing Conan. "You’re a tantei, aren’t you? Figure it out yourself." The truth was, he did not know himself, and it had been frustrating him during half of the day. He pushed the thought out of his head and looked at his watch. "Excuse me, I have a heist to complete tonight. Like to join me?" He grinned over his shoulder.

Conan gave him a look that seemed to say ‘Do I look like I want to?’ Kid laughed. "Suit yourself. See you in the morning!" He hopped out of a window, and his hang glider popped up. The wind took him to his targeted place.

Conan stood at the window, watching with distaste. "Never change…that mocking tone in his voice. I’m going to unmask you…I will…"

---
The window shattered. "Kaitou Kiddo-sama has arrived!" Kid announced himself grandly as he landed easily on the glass case that held the gem he wanted.

Nakamori-keibu whirled around, as well as his men. "KIDDO! Get him, get him!" he roared.

Kid took his time to break the case and take out the gem as the officers started running towards him. He leaped up, and they crashed into the case. "Really, you should be paying more attention to where you’re going," he said with a smile as he stood on the window sill. He set up his hang glider and turned around.

"IDIOTS! He’s getting away!" Nakamori-keibu screamed, running for him, but it did not matter anyway. Kid had already taken off, the gem safely in his hand.

"Fifty-first jewel," he said gleefully as he held it up to examine it. "I should celebrate when I get home."

As he passed over a tall building, he noticed someone on the roof. "Ehh?" He looked down in curiosity. It was a man in overcoat and had long hair---and he was pointing a gun at Kid. Kid’s eyes widened. "Uso---"

"Goodbye, Kaitou Kiddo," Gin said with an evil, and fired.

Kid jerked, his hang glider breaking apart as well. He plunged into the river, and never came up again.

That night, boats and helicopters were sent to scout the river for Kid’s body (Nakamori-keibu happened to see the incident from the window and gave his orders immediately). But wherever they searched, they could not find his body. The only thing left was his broken glider.

Kid had disappeared mysteriously without a trace.

---
The next morning, Conan yawned as he trudged down the stairs, scratching his head. He found Shiho in the living room, watching television expressionlessly. Hearing the noise, she turned and smiled. "Ohayoo, Kudo-kun. Had a good sleep?"

Conan shrugged, climbing onto a couch. He was not used to the house, but he had slept enough. He had been trying to break into Kid’s private room, but it did not seem to work at all. "Did you sleep at all last night?" he asked.

"A little," Shiho replied. "What about Mouri-san?"

"Still asleep. I hope she’ll forget most of the things that happened yesterday," he muttered. "How did the Black Organization find out about our secret anyway? It really seemed likely in the beginning."

"Who knows? They might have found the secret to APTX4869 or other. But some things are better off not known, don’t you think?"

Conan frowned. "If you say so…" He turned to the TV, which was showing the morning news at that moment.

"In other news, Kaitou Kiddo, the infamous phantom thief, has disappeared last night."

Conan sat up very fast, his eyes widened. Even Shiho was watching with interest as the newscaster announced the news of Kid’s disappearance. A footage of the scene came up, showing several officers at the river.

"Kiddo was last known to be at a heist stealing the Fame Ruby. Later, while making an escape on a hang glider, he was seen seemingly shot by something before plunging into Sumida River. For five hours, the police force had searched the whole river, but the body of Kiddo has not turned up. It is unsure whether Kiddo is dead, or alive. We see Nakamori Ginzou-keibu, whose job was to capture Kiddo, at the scene."

Nakamori-keibu appeared on the screen, looking very grim. "Kaitou Kiddo is known to be appearing and disappearing all the time, but even so, it is hard to believe that he had disappeared after the bad fall. We theorized that he was taken by the river current and fell into the sea. For now, we will assume that he is dead, and will not do anything else but wait until we have more of his news. KIDDO, IF YOU’RE LISTENING, YOU BETTER GET YOUR BUTT OUT OF HERE OR YOU’LL BE SORRY!" he suddenly bellowed at the camera.

"Poor keibu, seems like he had a major breakdown," Shiho commented.

But Conan didn’t hear her. He was too busy staring at the screen in shock. It was now showing a footage from someone’s camera where Kiddo jerked in the air and fell into the river.

"It’s---it’s impossible!" he suddenly exclaimed, jumping up. "He was shot, Haibara! You can see it very clearly from that! B-but who shot him and why?"

He looked at Haibara, whose face was almost expressionless. But he instantly knew what she was thinking. "…It’s Gin, isn’t it?" he stuttered.

"I didn't say that I doubt it."

Conan sank back into the chair, stunned. "Gin shot him…and it’s my fault…"

Shiho turned to him. "What?"

"I-I dragged him into this. Gin saw him, and he shot him. H-he’s dead because of---because of---"

Shiho narrowed his eyes. It was not that she pitied him---but it was very unlike the boy to blame himself for someone’s death just easily. "Baka."

Conan looked up. "W-what?"

"Kiddo only disappeared, like he always did. He might not be dead at all, just wandering somewhere. He is, what you say, almost immortal. Besides, you didn’t drag him into it---he himself did it to save you."

Conan bit his lip. "But---but---"

Shiho let out what seemed like a sigh as she turned off the TV. "Enough. He will turn up soon. If I’m wrong, then my antidote doesn’t work."

Remembering that, Conan straightened up. "Wait, the antidote! You said you made one, didn’t you?"

"Yes, but I can’t say how long it will last."

"Do you have another pill or something?" he demanded.

Shiho looked at his determined face. She paused for a second---then nodded. "But it’s at Professor’s," she added, getting up. "It will be a risk to get it. The organization knows who he is, and we can’t go outside either. Unless you get someone whom the organization doesn’t know, you won’t have any chance to turn back to yourself."

"That’s right," Conan murmured, putting his hand to his chin as he pondered. "Otou-san and okaa-san are still in the U.S…who else knows who I really am?"

Then he lit up. "Him! He’s our only hope now!" he exclaimed, springing for the phone.

Continued in next post...

[Angie]

---
"WHAT?! You want ME to get the antidote that can turn you back into your old self?" Hattori Heiji exclaimed a little too loudly.

Ikenami Shizuka peeped up from her magazine, looking at her son strangely. The detective of the west laughed awkwardly and turned so that his back was facing her. "Kudo, why don’t you get it yourself? I’m still in Osaka, you know," he hissed into the phone.

"You’re one of the few persons who know whom I really am, and while the men in black are on to us, we can’t leave at the moment," Conan told him. "They don’t know who you are, so you are our only hope."

"Wait, where are you again?" Heiji asked with a frown.

"Um, Kaitou Kiddo no otaku..."

"KAITOU KIDDO---"

"Shh! Don’t say too loud!"

"But, if he knows who you are, why doesn’t HE get it for you?"

"He disappeared last night---Gin shot him."

Heiji stared at the phone as if he could see Conan through it. "Y-you’re kidding me, right?"

"This is a very serious matter, Hattori. I’ll give you the address now, and you better get on the next train to Tokyo immediately! I can’t believe I’m saying this, but our lives depend on you!"

Heiji nodded. "Okay, okay. You can count on me, Kudo!"

[Here I stop...until tomorrow. And here I also warn you that (almost) everything after this will be written completely by myself, much different from the one done in Detective Conan Lines.]

[Kaito]

Okaaaaaaay! ^^ You already know my opinion, Angie-chan! ^^ It's great as all your fics!

[stargazing]

Kaito said:

Okaaaaaaay! ^^ You already know my opinion, Angie-chan! ^^ It's great as all your fics!

I agree!!!

[its a secret]

static.animexx.de/mitglieder/bilder/7/7/193177.jpg
isn´t tis sweet? ;_;
I just found it on a page! Does anybody know,
who drawed it?
This is not a pic from gosho, or?

[Angie]

Not a good place to post, but...that IS nice! It's a fanart!

[secret]

óò gomen, but i didn´t know where to post it

[Angie]

It's no problem at all