Night descended upon a carnival. Despite this, everyone still eagerly went about their business. The smiling faces and joyful atmosphere was emitted by everyone except for two long time friends. One was crying into her hands, shielding her bluish purple colored iris's while her long, dark brown hair swayed due to her walking. She wore a light blue jacket with a navy t-shirt underneath, a blue colored skirt and finally dark grey sneakers. The one next to her was a teen of her age. He had blue colored Iris's with his hair being black. His choice of attire was a closed up yellow and green jacket, blue jean pants before ending with white sneakers.
"That was so horrible!" She said out loud.
"You can't let that get to you, Ran." Her friend said.
"How can stay so calm, Shinichi?" The person known as Ran asked.
Shinichi gave a dismissive wave.
"I see it all the time. I'm used to it by now, it happens everyday." He explained.
"No, that doesn't! It's horrible!" Ran shouted at him.
Shinichi gave a face of difference as he disagreed with her. As a High School Detective,the teen has seen it all. The reasons behind the crime of theft and or murder. After time, he grew a hardened heart and got used to it. For instance, he solved a case. Where a young woman murdered her ex due to him breaking her heart for another woman. Thus, Shinichi would see through the truth and bring justice to the people guilty of the crime. Suddenly, the two felt someone run right pass them in a hurry. Ran pulled her hands away from her face to wipe the tears. In order to look at the back of the man running while Shinichi did the same. Shinichi grew suspicious eyes as he saw that man run through a deserted part of the carnival. That lead out to grass and trees. Being the detective that he was, Shinichi began to run in the direction of the man.
"Sorry, Ran but can you go home without me!" He called out to her.
Ran started to run right behind Shinichi but one of her shoe laces became undone. This halted her from pursing her childhood friend. She could only watch in dismay as she saw Shinichi running away from her. His back getting smaller while he chased the man in black. Her eyes were filled with concern and worry. A feeling of dread filled throughout her entire body.
'Why do I get this feeling that I won't be able to see Shinichi anymore.' Ran thought.
Shinichi chased the man in black down. He used a wall for cover and looked its corner. He was able to watch as the man was with someone else, holding a briefcase.
"Do you have it, Vodka!?" The other male shouted in a whisper.
Shinichi's eyes narrowed as he looked at the man in black known as Vodka. The male gave a smirk before speaking.
"Hand over the money first." Vodka said.
The other male opened the case filled with money before closing it again. Than gave the briefcase to Vodka while Vodka tossed a film disk to him.
"The transition is complete, your precious company is safe for now." Vodka said.
The male quickly left in a frenzy while Vodka watched in content. Shinichi heard footsteps behind him and his head turned forward to look at the other man in black. A baton was raised over his head, ready to strike down Shinichi.
'Shoot! I forgot about the other one!'
The baton was raised down and Shinichi couldn't react in time. However, a figure jumped in between the pair. His arms raised above his head in an x-formation as he blocked the oncoming baton. Shinichi could make out a figure about his age. That wore a black colored short sleeve shirt and blue jean pants with black sneakers. The violet colored baseball cap covered his hair. The strike easily broke the guard of the mysterious teen in front of him. Yet, it was enough to stop the blow to both of their heads. The teen stumbled back into Shinichi but recovered his balance. Taking a step forward to regain his ground. Shinichi saw sky blue colored iris's look back at him.
"Take the other one." He ordered.
Shinichi gave a nod as he turned around to put his back against the other teen. Vodka hearing the blow of a baton looked to the noise to see Shinichi facing him. The other teen facing his partner.
"Gin, isn't that the detective kid? What about the other one?" Vodka asked.
Gin looked down at the teenager whom was facing him. A wicked smile came to his features as he saw the bruised arm of the teen.
"The police are still nearby, looks like we have to take care of these two quietly. Maybe test the poison on one of them." Gin suggested.
Gin raise the baton again and the other teen ran forward to smash himself into Gin's gut. Shinichi ran at Vodka while Vodka did the same. The two boys fought tooth and nail to escape their predicament. However, the two man held more strength and experience. Shinichi felt a knife enter his chest after having his punch thrown to the side. Shinichi stumbled backwards while trying to remove the knife from his chest. He couldn't block the incoming punch from Vodka that was sent to his jaw. Shinichi meet the cold hard ground while gasping in absolute pain. His hands on the knife while his eyes screamed defiance. Vodka kicked him in the head for extra measure. Meanwhile, the other teen used his now fractured arm to hold back Gin's baton. Gin, himself was impressed. This boy was holding him back without losing too much ground. Gin looked right into the teen's eyes while the teen glared back.
"Now, now you have proven yourself to be a great fighter. Too bad that detective friend of yours is down." Gin said.
The teen felt a blow make contact with the back of his head. He completely went limp as he went face first into the ground. His body unable to move at all while the two men in black look down on him.
"Make sure that detective brat dies and take the knife with us. I'll handle this one." Gin ordered.
Vodka nodded as he headed for Shinichi to finish the job. Meanwhile, Gin pulled out a silver colored case. He opened it and inside were several pills along with a tube that contained water.
"We can test this poison now. Thank you for being our willing genuine pig." Gin said.
Gin kneeled down and grabbed the back of the teens shirt collar. He lifted the teen's head up to slip a pill into the his mouth before using the tube of water to pour into the teen's mouth. Which in turn forced the pill down the victim's throat and into the body. Gin quickly got up before looking at Vodka. The man was waiting for him, knife in one hand before they both rushed off into the night. The teen felt his body begin to burn up, sweat came alive from his hair. His hands gripping the grass.
'Whatever the hell they gave me, its working! My body feels like its melting! Can't...stay...awake..."
The teens vision blacked out shortly after Gin and Vodka escaped.
The teen opened his eyes to look at a peaceful meadow. It was breathtaking as endlessly flowers filled the landscape. Yet, he heard a faint sound calling out to him.
"Yukazu..."
It was saying his name, which surprised him. Yukazu felt puzzled at his own name before it became louder and more clearer.
"Yukazu!"
He winced at the sound.
"Yukazu! Wake up! Boy! Wake up!"
Yukazu eyes went wide as he awoke to the sight of a police officer holding him. The face of horror was replaced with joy as the man saw Yukazu's eyes open albit slowly.
"He's alive! Get an ambulance!" The officer shouted.
Yukazu felt the officer lift him up higher as the man stood up right. Yukazu eyes looked down at Shinichi's now dead body. Another officer was crouching down next to Shinichi and was talking on his radio. He could hear sirens again.
"They'll pay for this attacking a homeless child and killing the savior of the Japanese police. Don't worry we won't stop until we bring whoever did this to justice. I'm sorry you had to experience this, boy." The Officer holding Yukazu said.
Yukazu was confused once more as he was a teen not a child. He held out his hands to see that they were indeed smaller than they should have been and his eyes widen.
'That posion didn't kill me...it made me smaller!' He thought with horror.
The Officer shielded Yukazu from Shinichi's body. It didn't take long for paramedics and other officers to arrive on the scene. Yukazu was taken to the nearest hospital.
Three hours later.
Yukazu was dressed in a white hospital gown as he sat on the bed. His head was covered in bandages along with his right arm. The oversized clothes were thrown out due to him being too small for those cloths now. Yukazu looked at his hands.
'Why did the posion turn me into a child? Did I have a natural immunity to its fetal effects or something wrong with that particular pill? Most of all, why did I get this second chance? Shinichi is more important than me! Damn them!' Yukazu shouted to himself.
The door slowly opened to reveal a nurse with a extra set of cloths. Her eyes risen as she hurriedly place the cloths on a desk next to Yukazu's medical bed. No doubt to tell the doctor that he was awake. Which happened to be the cause as the doctor came through the door. He tried to ease the sadness off of his face. In order to give off a happy expression to tell the child it was alright.
"I'm glad you are awake. The injuries you have received will take three weeks to recover from. Now, do you have any relatives or someone you know that we can contact?" The Doctor asked.
Yukazu would have to make up a lie. There was nothing he could do, if he spoke the truth. No one would believe him. If he spoke the truth than those men in black will return to finish the job. As well as kill everyone that knew of his identity. Yukazu put on a sadden expression as his eyes casted downwards. He made sure to act like he was about to cry.
"I don't have any, my real parents died in a crash. I've been alone for so long and everyone doesn't want to talk to me. I'm homeless." Yukazu answered.
The Doctor felt guilty before giving a sad nod.
"Thank you, I know this is extremely difficult for you. I deeply apologize. Now, the man coming through the door will be asking you several questions about what happened earlier. If you don't want to answer them than let me know and I will tell him." The doctor responded.
Yukazu eyes slowly went to anger but kept the saddness. His head perked up.
"I want them to pay! Please send the man in here!" Yukazu coated his voice in anger.
The doctor rose from his seat before walking out the room and into the hallway. He saw the man that was about to walk into Yukazu's room. A brown fedora hat that matched his brown trench coat with his khaki pants and black dress shoes. A white button up t-shirt was underneath the trench coat along with a black tie. He had black colored iris's.
"Inspector Megure, please don't pry too much. He is already in a fragile state." The doctor said.
"What's the situation?" Megure asked.
"Both of his parents died in a car crash when he was young. He has been homeless ever since, no one took him in. The child also remembers the incidents despite the blow to the head." The doctor answered.
Megure nodded before walking out of the hallway and into Yukazu's room. The Inspector saw Yukazu looking at him, when he entered the room. Megure stride his way to the side of Yukazu's bed before pulling out his notebook. Then a pen from his pocket.
"May I ask you some questions?" Megure asked.
The boy gave a nod.
"What is your name?" Megure asked.
Yukazu held his tongue as he quickly used a name that his adoptive parent picked out for him. If they could name him.
"Kofura." He answered.
Megure raised a brow at the name before writing it down in his notebook.
"Age?"
"I think I'm seven." Yukazu answered.
Megure asked Yukazu general questions before they became more specific. Most likely to ease the transition into the actual questioning process.
"What were you doing at the carnival this afternoon?"
"I needed cloths again the others were getting torn up. So, I might have taken some cloths without permission. Mainly stuff someone didn't need the jeans were diff-fiult to get? I couldn't stand another cold night." Yukazu said with some pretend difficulty.
Megure seemed to take the bait as he wrote it down.
"Why were you attacked?" Megure asked.
"I remember someone giving money in a box with a handle to another man. The other man gave him some thingy with a circle in it. The circle looked strange. One of them saw me watching them and they came at me." Yukazu said.
'A suitcase and a disk. Some sort of transaction. An illegal one.' Megure thought.
"I see and could give me any details on what they looked like?" Megure asked.
Yukazu shock his head.
"It was too dark and they wore just as dark cloths." Yukazu answered.
Megure wrote down black cloths in his notebook. That's all he needed to know the rest could be put together. Shinichi seeing the child being attacked tried to save him however, it costed Shinichi's own life. The fatel stab wounds proved too much. Megure closed his notebook before tipping the hat to Yukazu.
"Thank you, young man. It wasn't easy and I'm impressed. I'll find you someone that will take care of you. If you need anything, here is my contact information." Megure said.
Yukazu made his expression look of genuine hope and gratfullness. He took the card before looking into Megure's eyes.
"Really Mister!?" Yukazu asked.
"Defintely, even if I have to do it myself." Megure said.
Tears of joy slide down Yukazu's face.
'A child shouldn't have to go through this, I promise you. That I will find you a loving home.' Megure thought.
The Inspector bid Yukazu goodbye as he left the room with a heart full of conviction. Once the door closed, Yukazu wiped away the crocodile tears before using this time to understand his situation.
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