Well, I said I wouldn't continue this story. But I read it this morning. Like at 2am.

I was so ashamed. It was horrible!

So I rewrote it.

I hope you like it.

Two Christmas's ago I was, Jimmy Kudo, the Great Detective! But now, because of those men in black, I'm reduced to, Conan Edogawa, the third grade shrimp!

No matter how bitter I am about being in this… predicament… cases seem to be, in a way, easier to solve. Being so small figured has allowed me to go into places unnoticed. And being a seemingly innocent child, the questions I ask don't seem like a big deal to the suspects. Though, it would be easier if I were still Jimmy. But hey! I get to be with Rachel more! But the effects of my being haven't been nice…

It's Christmas! A time to be happy! It's a joyous day of several beliefs! And we all were, happy, by the looks of it.

But then all of a sudden, during the Twelve Days of Christmas, Rachel walk hastily to her room. It went unnoticed by the room. Well, all but Conan at least. All the adults were on their 3rd glass of sake minimum, so they really didn't notice anything. Actually, I'm pretty surprised they can remember the song.

I , discreetly, followed Rachel out of the room and towards her and my bedroom. As she ran in she failed to close the door successfully.

This seemed like a routine now. But I just had to keep coming back. I always hoped it was for some other reason. I always hoped it wasn't because of me.

As I looked through the crack in the door, I saw Rachel lying in bed burying her face in a black pillow. Even before I reached the door I could hear her crying.

I hate seeing my angel like this. I have to know why she cries though, I want to know if she can finally get over me and move on. Knowing it's me she's crying over just make me want to straight out tell her I'm Jimmy. But that is impossible.

How do I know it's me she's crying over? Just listen…

"Jimmy!! Where are you? Christmas was the only time you let your guard down and let yourself act like a kid again. Why haven't you come back yet? I have two birthday presents and Christmas presents each with a card… I miss you so much. You were my best friend. You were my brick wall believe it or not. You being gone has really affected me. Not knowing whether you're dead or alive. You haven't called in a year… I worry about you everyday and every moment of the day…"

I know. I should call, let her mind be at peace. But it just hurts so much. It's hard enough being around her 24/7 but when I called, I was Jimmy again. I was her voice of reassurance. The last time I called was sometime last April. She was a so happy to hear my voice again. My artificial voice again. She was really just purely happy! And every time I called I had to tell her I'd be home soon. But I never was. And she would always yell at me. It was so hard to not run over to her and tell her it was me. Conan. That I had been with her all along. That I had never left her side. But I could never. The pain was to much to handle. So I told her I'd call again. But I never did. I couldn't take it anymore.

As I turned to walk away, a leg got in my way. I followed the jeans up to see a drunken seemingly angry face.

"Get dressed! We have a crime scene to get to!"

Phew. I thought he was going to accuse me of being a peeping- OW!! What in the world!

Why does he think he can just go around hitting people in the head! This guy is going to be the death of me! He always abuses me! If only he knew he was hitting his success!

I knocked on the door before I walked in, I didn't want her to feel awkward.

"Oh, hey Conan. What's up?"

"Well, your dad just told me to get dressed. Apparently he has a job to get down to."

"Ok! Come on lets get dressed. -and away from this place-"

"Did you say something?"

"Oh nothing."

After we were dressed Rachel left to the bathroom. That was a first. She never left her dad waiting.

So I went to investigate. I put my ear on the door. I didn't like eavesdropping but I didn't want Rachel to do anything drastic. She means incredibly to much to me.

"Jimmy why is it that when you left Conan came in to my life? And when you came back Conan was no where in sight? Why?

I last saw you a year ago when dad received that case. When that wife killed her husband right in front of us. I remember it like yesterday, Conan was very ill. So I went off to get a doctor, I was terrified. But when I came back with the doctor and you were there. You were exactly where Conan was.

You went off and solved the case, but I still couldn't find Conan. As I was with you, you fell severely ill too, and I ran to the get the doctor once again just like with Conan. But you were gone. And all I could find were your clothes on Conan and what you told him to say.

Are you some how Conan? Is it possible you've been here with me all along? Conan does look like you when you were that little.

No. I'm just going crazy. Jimmy, you're driving me mad! It shouldn't bother me this much that you're gone!

Do I love you?"

"Mr. Moore! Could hurry up! I really have to go" I said, in an attempt to interrupt her.

"Oh hey Conan!" Rachel said as she opened the door. "Sorry for the wait." Rachel said apologizing.

"Oh! It's ok Rachel! I thought it was your dad!" I ran in and shut the door.

I can't do this anymore. It's getting harder. No. I have to. If not I'll endanger her and everyone she… loves…

What ever.

Rachel waited for me outside and we walked down together to meet up at the car. Where Richard commenced yelling at us for taking so long.

I swear Richard has the best buzz system. He can get sober at the blink of an eye!

Go anime! For making us believe this stuff!

"Hey Rachel."

"Yeah Conan!"

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Oh no reason."

I wonder when she will finally admit it.

So yup Read and review please!!

I want to see if people like my style of writing.

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