Suspicions and Lies, Hunches and Truths.
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan/Case Closed. Gosho Aoyama does. (Lucky...)
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The snow had covered Kogoro-san's car window. Nothing could be seen from Shinichi's view, which was good, as far as he was concerned.
'I can finally tell Ran how I feel without being distracted,' he thought blissfully. He had been restored to his normal body, yet the Black Organization had not been defeated.
"...Ran...um..."
"Yes, Shinichi?"
"I-I wanted to tell you that..."
"Shinichi, just say it!"
Shinichi thought he saw a shadow outside the car. He chose to ignore it to tell Ran his true feelings.
"Well...I...I love y--"
The car door flew open. Two Black Organization members, Gin and Vodka, appeared, as if from nowhere. They swooped down like hawks sighting prey.
"We have you now, Kudo. I hope you and the girl can converse later...in the afterlife!"
Two bullets flew from the barrels of their guns.
The last thing Shinichi felt was the piercing pains of the bullet and of lost life and love.
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"Edogawa..."
'Ran? Is that you?' Shinichi thought.
"Ahem...Edogawa!!"
'Ran!!'
"EDOGAWA!"
Conan awoke to see a sea of faces staring at him. His glasses were askew.
"Gomen, sensei!"
"Well, for you falling asleep in our class YET AGAIN, I'd like you to answer these problems on the board."
'It was just a dream," Conan thought, 'Just a dream.'
Sweat trickled down Conan's back as he wrote the answer to a question so easy, any 17 year old would laugh at it. Ayumi noticed that Conan seemed distressed, and grew concerned. All through the class she thought of something fun that could potentially cheer Conan up...and maybe impress him, too.
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(After school)
'I have to stop having those nightmares. When will Haibara find anything on the antidote? I can't live in this state of paranoia for much longer...' Conan thought as he walked down the street. 'I wonder if--'
"Hey, Conan-kun!" Ayumi's high pitched voice interrupted Conan's thoughts.
"Oh, hi guys. What's up?"
Conan directed his question at the Detective Boys: Genta, Ayumi, and Mitsuhiko. Ai Haibara, fellow Apotoxin victim, trailed behind, lost in thought.
"Well, remember that house we explored earlier? What was it...the Eto house?" Genta asked.
"It's the Kudo house." Conan had a small chuckle in his head at their inability to read Kanji.
'After all, they are just kids,' Conan thought.
"Yea, whatever. Anyway, we decided we are gonna look into it again, just in case there are no ghosts!" Genta exclaimed.
"How many times do I have to tell you guys, there are no such things as ghosts! And, no, we shouldn't look into it again. I don't want to...i-it seems boring." Conan countered.
"Conan-kun, I think you'll like this! We're going with you or not." Ayumi hoped he would guilt into to coming, since she truly did not want to go without her precious Conan.
"A-all right, I'll go. Haibara, you comin'?"
"Eh? No, you guys can go without me. I'll be at Agasa's house."
"All right! We got ourselves a ghost to catch!" Genta, Mitsuhiko, and Aymui exclaimed.
'I just hope I didn't leave anything that hints that I am Shinichi and Conan...' Conan thought, distressed.
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(Later, at the gate to Conan/Shinichi's house)
"Ok ready...go, Ayumi!"
The three kids were stacked up on top of each other. Genta at the bottom, Ayumi at the top, and Mitsuhiko in the middle. Conan watched as the open the gate into his house. They were in the house now, and searched everything.
"Let's split up!" Ayumi exclaimed. "Genta-kun, search the kitchen. Mitsuhiko-kun, go with him. Conan-kun and I will search the big room with the books."
"Uh- Ayumi-chan, I have to go to the...bathroom. Start searching without me! I'll be back." Conan nervously went to the bathroom and called Agasa.
"Ok! I'll start exploring."
"Moshi moshi-"
"Agasa! It's Shinichi. I have a feeling we should have tried to stop the kids from exploring my house."
"Well, just try to keep them from snooping too much."
While this conversation was going on, Ayumi found two pieces of glass on the floor.
'Interesting...these look to be just the size for Conan-kun's glasses,' she thought.
As that was happening, Genta and Mitsuhiko found a photo album on the kitchen table. It had pictures of when Ran and Shinichi were about the kid's ages.
"Wow, Genta-kun, Conan looks a lot like Shinichi when he was little!"
The two boys met Ayumi in the large room with the books. They discussed the theories on the lenses and the photos. Could it be a ghost? Tools used in a murder? And why does it look like Conan is in those pictures that are ten years old?
When Conan came back, he saw the Detective Boys going through every photo album Conan owned.
"G-guys! What are you doing??" Conan asked, almost yelling.
"Looking through some of that Kudo boy, Shinichi,'s photos. We wanna see if he created a ghost and-"
Genta's stupid theory was cut off by Ayumi.
"Conan-kun...can I see you glasses?"
To be continued...
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Author's Note:
Gomen- Sorry
Sensei- Teacher
Moshi Moshi- Saying 'hello' on the phone
My first fic! I hope you like it. R&R! - Kyoto-chann