This is my first fanfic, so I really don't know how good this turned out, since my sister, who I had read it, doesn't even read or care about Detective Conan. I also don't have Internet very often, so I have no clue when this is going to be updated. I apologize ahead of time if it takes some time to update.

I would very much appreciate it if you would review and tell me if I'm doing good, bad, or somewhere in between. Thank you and hope you like it!

It had been a fairly average day in the life of Kuroba Kaito. He had flipped Aoko's skirt (pink w/ bears today) and, as usual, dodged all of her mop strikes while answering the questions the teacher called to the young magician.

Then, later in the night, he perfectly executed his heist as Kaitou Kid, stealing the Sunset Carnelian exactly at sunset, all while giving Nakamori-keibu a beautiful sky blue dress that complemented his eyes so well (in Kid's opinion, of course).

Just another day for Kuroba Kaito.

It had only been after the heist, when he walked away scott free disguised as a Kid fan, that it began to get strange. As he walked in the general direction of his house, he heard heavy, labored breathing and a pained groan down an alleyway. Warily, he poked his head around the corner. As he laid eyes on the scene, his expression went from curiosity to shock.

Lying against a trashcan was a girl around Kaito's age passed out, sweating profusely, and appeared to have a head injury, a dry blood trail running down her face. A medium-sized black duffel bag was discarded at her side.

Kaito immediately ran over to the mysterious girl who was breathing was sporadically, and checked her wound. Not too bad, but it'll hurt like hell when she wakes up. Let's get her home.

He felt her head. Fever. Kaito grabbed her bag, noting the name tag spelling Kyleigh in English, then hoisted her onto his back to carry her home. After all, it's not like Kaito could just leave her there.

She stirred after her breathing was more stable, muttering quietly, "It's a… cherry blo… ssom… righ'...?" Kaito chuckled quietly at the girl's innocent words. She was obviously dreaming. He'd have to ask her for some answers as to how she got her head bashed later, when she woke.

As he walked on, she continued to mutter chunks of sentences. " ...'mazin...Grace…wha's he mean… lil' bro… ther…?… baka…"

When Kaito got home, he was thankful that his mother wasn't there. She would've just caused a big fuss. As he laid her and her bag in the guest room, she muttered something that caught Kaito's ear. "...eh?... 'm Kudou… 'Nichi… kouko… tan… te…"

His expression morphed to one of confusion. Last I checked, Tantei-kun was a seven year old kid, not a teenage girl. That'd just be another question for her when she woke up. But that would have to wait until tomorrow.

A quick glance at the clock showed that it was past midnight. Well, I better get to sleep if I want to be awake when the special guest wakes up. If she wakes up tomorrow, he thought as he headed to his own room, yawning.

The first thing Kyleigh was aware of was the pounding headache. The next was that she wasn't where she had been. She'd been moved to a bed in what looked to be a guest room. She saw her bag lying by the bed.

She jolted upright in the bed as she was aware of the third thing, what had happened to her in the alley. Her action was rewarded with a throb in her head and the world spinning. Yeah, let's not do that, she thought. She gently laid her head down on the all too fluffy pillow. Instead of getting up, she opted to calling out for the owner. "Hello?" She said, clueless as to what to say in this situation. "Umm…"

Much to her relief, the resident of the house walked in soon after she called.

Of course, she was expecting anyone but the elusive phantom thief and teen magician Kuroba Kaito. All she could do was gape.

"Ah, you're awake now. How are you feeling?" He walked over to the nightstand and set down a glass of water she hadn't noticed, along with some painkillers. "Take one with the water and we'll talk in a bit." All she could do was nod. "Oh, if you're hungry, I could make you a sandwich. Is ham okay with you, ojou-chan?" Of course, you could always count on Kaito to be the gentleman. Another nod, and Kaito was off to make the sandwich, and Kyleigh was left to try to figure out how and why this was happening.

She couldn't believe it. She just couldn't. It had to be a dream.

She was in the Detective Conan world.

Special thanks to Tonegawa Himawari Rie for letting me use her idea, which will probably show up next chapter.

Again, hope you like it and please review!