1 Hello people of ! This is just a fic I wrote when I was bored starring my fave couple Shinichi Ran. clap clap This is my first one so please don't hate!

Title: Tiny Sleuth

Author: Tails77

Pairing: ShinxRan of course

Anime: Detective Conan/Case Closed

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. That honor goes to Gosho Aoyama-sama.

Summary: Life gets hectic in the Kudou household...

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"But Ran," Shinichi whined ."I want to teach Conan about deduction, he's so bright!"

"No! What if he gets in to trouble like you did? It's to dangerous! He's our son and after you reading him Sherlock Holmes as bed time stories he wants to be a detective and fight off evil people that kill. So your gonna go in there tell him how dangerous it is, he's only 6 years old," replied Ran.

"Bu-"

"Shinichi..."

After they had gotten married he could tell her feelings by looking in her eyes. But this particular stare he had seen her sport dozens of times throughout their childhood. The stare meant if he didn't do what she said she would chop him in half. He knew better then to ignore that stare.

"Fine," he muttered.

"Thanks sweetie," came Ran's sweet reply.

Shinichi looked at his 7 month pregnant wife and thought, 'God, moody, moody, moody. Well, better go talk to Conan.'

He walked into the study and looked at Conan sitting in an over-stuffed velvet armchair with two books in his lap. One was Conan's copy of a Study in Scarlet which Shinichi had bought for him when he was 4-years-old. The other was a adult dictionary which Conan was looking through now.

"Hey Conan," Shinichi said casually.

"Hi Daddy," Conan said without taking his glance away from the dictionary.

"Whatcha doing?"

"Well," he started for the first time giving Shinichi his eye contact. Conan was like a mini Shinichi. He had sparkling blue eyes which really stood out against his tanned skin and midnight black hair. "I was reading this book you got me and I noticed there were lots of words I didn't know. So I'm looking for them in here," he said gesturing towards the dictionary.

"Well, you could've asked me or your mom," Shinichi said more as a question then a statement.

"Yeah, but this way I'm saving you the trouble and getting even more smarter. Isn't that cool daddy!"

Shinichi couldn't help but chuckle. He had done the same thing when he was Conan's age.

"Well, your mom wanted me to discuss something with you."

"O.K hold on." Conan was careful in making sure he didn't bend any of the pages in the book as he slowly slid the bookmark in.

"Um, well... she wanted me to talk to you about..." He couldn't think of the right words to say considering he was thrilled little Conan wanted to be a detective. Then he got an idea. Simply, "What do you want to be when you grow up?"

"Well Daddy," Conan started, "I want to work full time as a teenage detective and then grow up to be a big detective and play part time as a player on the Tokyo Spirits soccer team. But I mostly want to be a detective. The Sherlock Holmes of this century," he shrieked.

Shinichi grinned. How happy he was. He couldn't- no wouldn't- make any attempt to scare Conan away from those dreams that made him so proud. He would simply tell Ran that he attempted to tell Conan about the dangers of being a detective but Conan didn't listen.

"That is so cool Conan," Shinichi started, "Hey, how about tomorrow we go to the park and we could talk a little more about detectives."

"Sure! I should have this book done in a few hours so tomorrow would be perfect!"

"Well you have your soccer game tonight so you'll have to stay up pretty late to finish it but... sense it has to do with deduction I'll allow it."

"What's a deduction daddy?"

"It's what all great detectives do."

"Really! What is it, what is it?"

"You'll find out tomorrow!"

"Daddy!"

Shinichi grinned from ear to ear and left the study. He turned to see Ran in the kitchen washing dishes.

"How did it go," she asked suspicously.

"Great! He doesn't want to be a detective anymore." he replied.

"That's great," she said sounding relieved.

'That's right,' Shinichi thought on his way up to the bedroom, 'Conan doesn't want to be a detective anymore. He wants to be the Holmes of this century!'

At the Park the Next Day...

"Wow Daddy! Thanks for the new books. They're gonna be so much fun to read," young Conan exclaimed happily.

"No problem," Shinichi started, grinning, "It's my reward to you scoring five goals in that soccer game last night. Keep it up champ," Shinichi said ruffling Conan's hair.

"So, are we gonna do fun detective stuff now? Like go chase bombers and murderers and all sorts of bad guys!"

"Well, no not exactly. Were gonna start out a little more simpler than that. I set up a game for you. O.K, I'm thinking of something you find at the beach. Now your clue is S &. Good Luck."

"Hmm," Conan was thinking hard. Shinichi smiled. Conan's expression was so serious and he looked so determined that it made him think of himself when he was Conan. He remembered Ran and the sweet joy of being able to play innocent all the time and... Shinichi was pulled away from his wonderful thought from a pull at the bottom of his pants. There stood a happy face.

"Daddy I got it," Conan exclaimed happily. "The answer is sand because if you change the & into letters you get and, then if you add the S in front you get sand!" Conan beamed.

"That's right Conan! I didn't expect you to get it that fast. You are definantly my son," Shinichi said proudly.

"So what do I win," Conan asked. Shinichi chuckled. Little kids, the same no matter what.

"Well Conan, you win a nice tasty lunch! Where do you want to go?"

"Sherlockian," Conan replied back instantly.

"That's what I assumed," Shinichi said smiling. Conan had loved going there even as a toddler. It was no surprise he wanted to be a detective. But Shinichi thought Ran should blaim the food place not him. Sherlockian, as you may of guessed, is a old diner based on detectives.

In Sherlockian...

"I want the Watson water with a Holmes hotdog," Conan said to the waiter.

"Make that two please," Shinichi added. Conan and him had developed the same likes of food.

The waiter smiled, nodded her head and left.

"So Conan, you know how your mom is pregnant. Are you excited," Shinichi inquired.

"Well... I am. But we probably can't do fun things like this together anymore," Conan replied sadly.

"Sure we can! How about this. Every other Saturday we'll spend the whole day together."

"Yeah," Conan shrieked.

Then there food came and they munched on it and talked about nothing in particular. When they were done Shinichi payed and let Conan give the tip to the waiter. Then they returned home, only to find someone Conan and Shinichi saw as the devil...

"Hey little Edogawa-kun, how was your day," Sonoko asked in a evil tone.

"Sonoko don't call him that! He's a Kudou. K.U.D.O.U, Kudou," Shinichi said, quickly getting angry.

"Sonoko-obachan, who's Edogawa-kun," Conan asked.

"Someone who Sonoko should never had brought up," Shinichi said a level above normal voice, "Now come on Conan, let's go put the books away in your room." He gave her an ice cold glare before starting up the stairs to Conan's room.

"Um, ok daddy. Sure," Conan agreed. Shinichi was furious at Sonoko. Right when he and Ran were about to move on and forget about the whole Conan Edogawa fiasco she just had to bring it up and it made his blood boil.

After they were done putting the books away in the meticulous way Conan arranged them on his own bookshelf, they went back downstairs and to their surprise, Sonoko was still there. Shinichi wasn't one to get angry often, and when he was, he being a detective was pretty good at hiding it. Conan knew this as well and had only seen his dad angry like this one time before. Sonoko had only seen Shinichi have that look about three times before. And all those times, if Ran hadn't been there, he would've murdered anyone who said something to him that could be taken even as the smallest insult.

'Who is this Edogawa Conan-chan. If I'm named after him then he must be pretty important right,'Conan thought to himself. But with his dad's current mood, he decided not to ask him directly that day. So he his behind a sofa to see if he could pick up any of the details during his tousan and obachans arguement.

"Sonoko, what the hell is wrong with you! Conan KUDOU doesn't need to know about Edogawa Conan. How the hell did you get in anyway," Shinichi said. You could tell he was trying to stay calm but with no prevail.

(By the way, Ran was at the grocery when this was happening.)

"Please, I know you keep a key under a secret compartment rock. You can't fool me Im the deduction queen! And whats wrong with little Conan learning the history of his name? Conan is a strange name for Japanese AND American children. His classmates are gonna start asking questions eventually," Sonoko said, sounding un-interested.

"First off, there is no way in hell that you are a deduction queen. You didn't even solve those crimes. Secondly, who cares if they ask? He's name after Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. That's the best person ever," Shinichi snapped back.

"Arthur Conan Doyle... Why does that name sound familiar? Oh yeah, he's on the top of my loser list. He's a sucky detective who couldn't even beat Kogurou-san at a deduction contest," Sonoko snapped back.

Sonoko expected a nasty come back, but Shinichi didn't say anything. He looked Sonoko in the eye. His normaly playful expression and cute features were now all ice cold with anger. As calmly as his mouth would let him he said, "Please get out."

"What, I know your not talking to me like that. Your just jealous of me and my deduction powers. You little wanna-be detective."

"Get out now Sonoko or I'll turn you into the police for breaking and entering."

Sonoko gave Shinichi one last glare and left.

After she left through the door, Shinichi put on his adult pair of mega kick shoes and stood in front of a soccerball that was left there from the night before. He then turned his sneakers to full power and kicked it. The reason he put those sneakers on was so he could feel powerful and in control which was really what he needed right that moment.

Before it hit anything, Shinichi turned around to leave, afraid of the damage he most likely would make to the wall. Shinichi started up the stairs ignoring the thud he heard. He figured it was just the ball hitting the wall. But he turned around when he heard a second thud, but it sounded much heavier. He turned around to see Conan on the ground.

Faster than lightning, he ran over to Conan and gently shook his shoulder, then noticed a wound on his head, badly bleeding. No wonder he was unconciess. Shinichi ran into the kitchen, took a clean towel and wrapped it around Conan's head. He then got in the car and sped down the road to the hospital deciding to call Ran when he got there.

When he arrived at the front desk he told the lady, "I need a room for my son now. He's losing blood from his head. Please hurry!"

"Name please," the woman asked in a dull tone.

"Kudou."

The ladies faced brightened up and she said, "I knew you looked familiar. Your Kudou Shinichi! Of course, I'll get you a room right away."

About two minutes later although it seemed like two hours to Shinichi, the doctor called him and Shinichi carried his badly bleeding son to the emergency room.

A couple hours later, (yes, it was actually hours this time) Ran arrived at the hospital.

"When can I go see him," Ran asked Shinichi.

"Well, the doctors said that we should be able to see him soo-"

Before Shinichi could finish his sentence the doctors called and allowed them to go inside.

When they walked in, they saw Conan laying in the bed, eyes closed, with a white band going around his head and a arm in a cast.

Shinichi walked over to him and touched his cheek. It was then when Conan's eyes slowly fluttered open. Before Conan speak, Shinichi said. "Conan, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you with that soccerball, I'm so sorry!"

"You did what," Ran said in an angry voice.

"Well, I-I," Shinichi started before he was cut off.

"Mommy," Conan started, "It wasn't daddy's fault. We were playing soccer and Daddy accidently kicked it over the fence. So then I went over to get it even though he told me not to. I was coming back over the fence with it when I fell and hit my hed on the sprinkler nozzle. It's not his fault"

Shinichi was about to object when Conan smiled and then winked at him. You know how I said earlier that Shinichi had learned how to read Ran's feelings from her eyes? Well he could do the same for Conan and those gestures meant: I know it was an accident daddy, so just go along with it.

Shinichi smiled and didn't say anything else. Then, the doctor walked in.

"Mr. and Mrs.Kudou I presume," he said casually like he dealed with this sorta thing all the time. Wait, he's a doctor so he did deal with these things all the time. Duh!

"That's us," Shinichi replied.

"Well, luckily for you guys, none of the main nerves were damaged and after a night of rest hear you will be aloud to take him home."

"That's great," Ran replied happily. The doctor then turned around into another room leaving those three alone.

At about midnight, Ran kept pestering Shinichi to return home with her. Conan was already sleeping and with all those pills the doctors gave him he would probably be asleep until about noon the next day, so she couldn't understand why her husband would want to stay.

At about 12:30, Ran gave up and started to leave and gave Conan a kiss on the cheek and started out the door. Then Shinichi turned to her direction and said, "What I don't get one?"

She walked over to him. He put his cheek out expecting Ran to kiss it but to his surprise she grabbed his chin and kissed him on the lips. He kissed her back. Then she broke the kiss and gave him a hug.

"I'm so happy," she said quietly.

"Why is that," he asked in the same tone of voice.

"Because I have a perfect life."

Before he could reply, Ran was already out the door. Shinichi smiled and turned his attention back to Conan whos eyes were slowly opening.

"Daddy, I had a bad dream. Can you read me a detective story," Conan asked.

"Conan, why don't I tell you a story about some nice things. That way you won't have more scary dreams. Lets see," Shinichi looked through a tub of books and pulled one out with fairy tales in it. "How about this one?" He showed him the cover of the book.

Conan yawned. "Sure Daddy."

"Once upon a time, there was a princess named Tetra. She fell in love with the prince named Hercos and then one day..."

That's all they could remember as they both slowly drifted off to sleep.

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Yay, I wrote my first fic! dances Ahem, anyway. I hope you liked reading this. The only reason I wrote one of these in the future fics is because I don't have a romantic bone in my body and am to lazy to do a 30 kisses or 30 hugs thing...

So, like it? Hate it? Please let me know! Just click the little go button at the bottom. Thanks for reading!

- - Tails77