Random: I'm co-writing this with Kitsu-chan, by the way. So expect something a bit. . . different. If I'm trying not to insult the perverted girl sitting next to me with the big, heavy pillow. Who has a thing for naming herself and other people after murderers.

Kitsune: I want to write it!!!

Random: Who is also ignoring me. And no, never!

Kitsune: Why not!?

Random: Because you're slow and ruining my keyboard!!

Kitsune: that's no excuse

Random: It's my computer. What I say goes!

Kitsune: Fine….Kira.

Kira: DON'T CALL ME KIRA!!! I'M NOT A PSYCHO MURDERER!!!

Kitsune: (not paying attention) Neither one of us owns Detective Conan or The World Ends With You. Or the random references we'll be making to other animes. So you can just shove it. Besides, the two from the world ends with you are OCz based on the actual characters. It's not Joshua (the canon Composer from TWEWY). It's just an OC I made up, who's the Composer for the Tokyo area. :D

Kitsune: Also, to avoid confusion, let me just say that Conan will be referred to as Shinichi when he completely drops the act and really IS Shinichi.

Kira: YOU'RE NOT EVEN LISTENING TO ME! BESIDES, YOU HARDLY KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT DETECTIVE CONAN!

Kitsune: Read and review. And enjoy :D

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It was an ordinary day. Japanese people were doing what Japanese people do (not to be racist or anything, they just were). It was a Tuesday, so many people were wearing their ninja garb and hopping across rooftops, but that's beside the point.

Our case study today is one seven year old boy. His name is Edogawa Conan. He was staring at the board while Ayumi, Genta, and Mitsuhiko chatted about "interesting" rumors and Haibara listened silently. He was the very picture of bordom, not even really paying attention to what his friends were saying.

"I hear we're gonna have another transfer student!" Ayumi said excitedly.

"Wow, three all in one year. We're getting a lot lately," commented Mitsuhiko in a surprised tone. It was odd, actually. Normally people only transferred into a school at the beginning of the year.

"Maybe there'll be a pattern and it'll be a boy this time, you know, since Conan came first, and then Haibara."

Which made Shinichi start, even though he hadn't been listening up till his alias was mentioned. A pattern. . . that's a scary thought. Not like that one they mean, of course, but a different kind. Ugh, Shinichi shivered. He did not want to deal with another not-child threatening to kill him.

"Everyone, settle dow. Come on kids, quiet please," the teacher spoke up, interrupting the many conversations around the room. "Today we have a new student. Class, this is Kazeshini Kaya."

The teacher gestured to her right, where a young, seven year old girl was standing. She was wearing a white, long-sleeved shirt under a pink jumper, and her long, blonde hair was pulled back in pig tails. She was even wearing stripped, pink kneesocks inside her flats.

"Hi everyone. I hope you'll treat me nicely," the girl said, bowing a little, before the teacher pointed her to the only empty seat, next to Genta.

Walking happily down the aisle in a manner that verged on skipping, Kaya sat down next to Genta and introduced herself with a smile on her face. "Nice to meet you."

Needless to say, Genta was very happy that the new girl was sitting next to him this time.

Class went on with dull normalcy, nothing breaking from routine. Eventually, class was over and it was time for them to go home. In Shinichi's opinion, the day was torturously long, as he was forced to sit there and do basic multiplication and simple kanji practice for hours.

"Do you want to hang out with us Kaya? We're the Shounen Tantei-dan!" Genta asked eagerly, with the directness and naivety only a child could muster.

"Shounen Tantei-dan? Sounds like fun, why not?" Kaya replied with a smile.

"Yay! Come on, let's see if we have any cases," Ayumi exclaimed as she started running towards Genta's shoe locker, Genta and Mitsuhiko following hurriedly, along with Kaya. Conan and Haibara however, walked calmly at a slower pace, lagging behind the real children.

"There's something weird about that Kazeshini girl, don't ya think?" Shinichi asked, dropping all facades for the conversation.

"I suppose, though it's not as if we can talk about being a bit weird."

Shinichi gave her a Look with half-lidded eyes, before replying, "I know that. Still there's something weird about her. And that thing Ayumi-chan said about patterns keeps bugging me."

"You don't seriously think that could happen," Haibara said, shooting him a startled glare. "It's too much of a coincidence, you know that. Even if things are playing out similarly. . . it's impossible."

"I know that. Still, something's bugging me. There's something not right about that girl."

The conversation halted as they walked into the locker room. Going over to their lockers, the two quickly changed into their outside shoes while tuning out the Detective Boys' excited shouts of "We have a case, we have a case!"

"So, what's it about?" Conan asked as he came over.

"Ritsu-kun says he wants us to find his cat. She hasn't shown up in a week, and he's worried."

"Okay! Where is he? We need to start looking for his cat right away!"

"I'm right here," said someone from behind them said, startling all of them.

"Oh, Ritsu-kun, you're here! Perfect, now we can go look!" Ayumi cheered happily.

"Where did you last see him?" asked Mitsuhiko seriously.

"Uh, I last saw him in the park last week."

"Yeah! Let's go check that out! Come on guys!" shouted Genta as he ran off in the direction of Beika Park.

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(Kitsune: Time passed and now they're at the park.)

(Kira: Was that really necessary? I think it's obvious enough.)

"Let's go find the cat!" Kaya exclaimed as she punched her fist in the air.

"Okay, so where exactly did you last see your cat?" Conan asked, finally deciding to get into the investigation. Even if the kids could probably solve this one on their own, well, it'd been a long day, and he was bored. Even if murders had become his specialty, there was nothing wrong with solving a case like this.

Even if said case was not only just finding a lost pet, and so ridiculously easy that it wasn't even funny.

"Ano. . . over by those trees, I think," Ritsu-kun said, pointing over to the more forest-y area of the park.

"Okay, let's go!" the four shouted as they ran off, with Conan and Haibara once again following behind, watching Ritsu run to try and keep up with them.

As he was walking through the forest, looking for some inexistent clue he knew he'd never find—if there was a trail, it'd long gone cold—Shinichi was startled. He was horrified by what he saw.

Unable to help himself, the detective let out a gasp. There, hanging from the tree in the middle of a park, was a person. With a rope around their neck. Hanging there. Not breathing.

This happens way too often, some part of Shinichi's mind mused. The rest, however, was calculating. Calculating if the murder was likely to still be in the area, and as he walked up to check the body, calculating the time and cause of death.

"Ne, Conan-kun, what's wrong?" Ayumi asked, before she saw where he was looking. She gasped in horror, and then she screamed.

The others rushed over, shock and anger and horror evident in their expressions. Along with what Conan interpreted as a determination to catch whoever was behind it. I was right. This happens way too often.

"It appears he was trying to make himself taller. Looks like he tried a little too hard though," Kaya commented in a naïve, careless tone. Not at all something a kid would use when first confronting death. Nowhere near it.

Shinichi was just staring at her. Haibara was being a lot more subtle, but she was more or less doing the same. The other three, however, were flat out shocked.

"How can you say that Kaya-chan? He's dead! He was murdered or he killed himself, but he's dead! How can you say that Kaya-chan?" Ayumi demanded, tears in her eyes. "It's just cruel! Someone died here! You shouldn't act so casual, we have to catch the person who did this, and make them pay."

"And what if there's no one left to catch, and this man just killed himself?" Haibara asked.

"Somehow, I don't think that's the case," Conan said, looking at a paper taped to the man's hand. "Take a look at this note. It says 'Any tree can drop an apple. I can drop the freaking moon! ~Signed, Kitsune'. And there's a little heart after the name. What's that supposed to mean?"

"Whoever it is saying that he's better than gravity," Kaya said, making Conan jump in surprise when he noticed her leaning very far over his shoulder to look at the note. Somehow, he hadn't even noticed she was there until she said something.

"Better than gravity?" Conan asked.

"That's kinda lame," commented Genta.

"Yeah, if he was trying to sound menacing, he should've said something else. . ." Mitsuhiko trailed off.

"Yeah, like he could defeat Kamen Yaiba or something!" Ayumi exclaimed.

"What?!" Genta shouted in outrage. "Come on, no murderer's ever gonna beat Kamen Yaiba, you know that!"

As the others were fighting, Kaya walked up to the body, grabbing the guy's hand. She mumbled "The Arch Angels aren't going to be happy about this."

Huh? What the heck is that supposed to mean? Shinichi wondered to himself. He'd been getting more suspicious lately, with the whole mess with Mizunashi Rena, and the huge areas that were all poisoned at once, on top of everything else. Plus, his instincts were screaming she was not right somehow. Off, dangerous, and Not Supposed To Be There.

"I found something," Kaya said, looking towards the back of the body. It took a moment, but eventually all six of them managed to get in a position to see what she was pointing to.

"It's a stab wound," said Haibara calmly. Far, far too calmly. "It's not the cause of death either, because there's not enough blood. If I had to guess, the victim was stabbed within fifteen seconds of dying."

Shinichi just looked at her. Honestly, not only did Haibara tend to purposely have no tact whatsoever, she was overly blunt, and couldn't put on a convincing little kid act to save her life.

Especially since, when her life was in danger, the Black Organization was usually around, and she was paralyzed with fear. But that was beside the point.

"Aa. You're right Haibara."

"Ooh, that's mean. I mean, he's about to die and he suddenly gets stabbed by this Kitsune person. How cruel."

"You know," Conan stated, "If it wasn't for the fact that Kitsune is obviously not a real name, I'd say this was a very, very poor attempt at a frame-up that only the snoring mustached guy would fall for."

"'Snoring mustached guy?" Haibara muttered in an amused tone.

"Well what am I supposed to say?" Conan hissed back. "They all know who ossan is anyway, and I could do without them catching me in a lie."

"What was that Conan-kun?" interjected Kaya in an over-the-top, sugary sweet voice.

"It was nothing."

"Oooooooooohh reeaaally?" she asked. Then, shrugging, she continued in that same sweet tone, "Well, if you're sure."

"Ne, shouldn't we be calling the police now?" Mitsuhiko asked. Conan had to admit, he had a very good point.

Genta, however, had an objection. "No way! We can solve this all on our own! We should call them after we catch the criminal, and then we'll be in the newspaper for solving a case all by ourselves!"

"Uwaa, that sounds so cool!" Ayumi squealed. "But Genta, Mitsuhiko's right, we really should call the police. Don't you think so, Conan-kun?"

"Umm, yeah. . . we need to call them," Conan said, being broken out of his trance. He'd been distracted by the odd look on Kaya's face, as if she meant to say that they could never solve the case and calling the police wouldn't help, and that they were naïve fools for thinking the possibility even existed.

"Okay, come on Genta, let's go call the police! You three wait here, okay?" Mitsuhiko asked, though it really wasn't much of a question, before rushing off to find a phone booth.

"So Tantei-san, got any new clues you'd like to share with us?" asked Haibara in a sly voice. Shinichi just glared. This isn't the time for that.

Shinichi wished she'd at least wait to tease him until they were away from people who Don't Know (Kitsune: can't you just feel the irony? Hint hint.). Honestly, he wouldn't be surprised if it was partially her fault someone had caught on to his identity. Let's see, I told Agasa-hakase, and Hattori definitely figured it out on his own. I think Eisuke said he was suspicious the very first time we met, so probably not him. . . my parents were told by the professor, and god knows how Kaitou Kid found out. . . Amazing, I think the only one who she might've accidentally helped figure it out is Vermouth.

Oh the irony. Haibara would just love it if I told her that.

"Well the murderer was obviously a full-grown adult, and I actually half-think they're trying to frame someone with that note, but I can't be sure. The cause of death was being hung, possibly after being sedated or threatened and gagged in some way so the culprit got a chance to hang him. The easiest way would be to use a chloroform gag, and wake him up with ammonia after he was hung. The culprit probably proceeded to write the note, before going and stabbing the victim in the back just as he was about to die. I'd like to look for ID, but we need the police to come and record the scene first, as well as get the body down so we can actually reach it."

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Wow, he's pretty good at this. If only it were a regular crime, he'd be able to solve it easy.

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"So it's a man then, right?" Kaya asked.

"Eh," Shinichi said, looking at her in surprise. "Why do you say that?"

"Well, it's just that that ojii-san looks heavy, and a woman would never murder someone, right? Cause in all the TV shows, men are always the bad guys."

Oi oi, is this girl really alright? Shinichi thought to himself.

"Well, it is true that it would probably be harder with a woman's strength, but it's still feasible. We have to consider all our options while we still have them. As Sherlock Holmes said, 'When you eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.' That doesn't work if you dismiss possibilities right off the bat."

"That's a good point Kaya-chan. Edogawa-kun here just takes things to seriously when he plays detective," Haibara said in an attempt to comfort the girl just in case she got upset.

Shinichi glared at Haibara. Oi. Play detective? What does she think I am, a little kid?

Kaya giggled at that. "That's okay. I still really think it's a guy though."

"Guys, the police are coming!" Genta interjected as he and Mitsuhiko ran up.

"Okay, good," Conan replied as he returned to analyzing the scene.

"Ooh, look at that squirrelly! Oh, that reminds me, I have to go home; my mom wants me to do my chores. Bye guys!" Kaya shouted as she ran off.

"That was interesting…" Haibara murmured, just loud enough for Conan to hear.

"You're telling me. That girl's a bit. . . different. I still think there's something off about her though."

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They found out the next day that the police couldn't find anything. The only useful evidence was that the man was Kaiba Seto, a small business owner, and that Kaya's fingerprints were on his hand, which they already knew. So it didn't actually count, and essentially the only thing they actually learned was the identity of the victim. (Kira: 4Kids is the most EVIL corporation on the face of the Earth. We'll stop interrupting now.)

"So they didn't find out anything new? That's kinda lame. . ." Kaya mused aloud while sucking on a lollipop.

"They tried, but it's like the killer was intangible or something, except that he obviously found some way of getting the victim up there. It makes no sense!" Shinichi vented in frustration. Something about this case was seriously off.

"Well it's not as if we can do anything about it now. We'll just have to wait till after school, ne?" Haibara replied coolly.

"Okay class, take your seats. Today we'll be learning how to multiply two digit numbers."

"Ugh," Conan groaned while the rest of the class looked on eagerly. "Today's gonna be a bad day."

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"Let try something different today!" Ayumi said.

"I think that we should hang out at Conan's! After all, he lives with a real life detective!" Kaya exclaimed happily.

And how does she know that? Conan thought, "I don't think that a good idea…"

"Come on, don't be a stick in the mud!" Kaya barked happily.

"Demo. . ."

"Come on Conan-kun, what's wrong with us going over to your house?" Mitsuhiko demanded.

"Uh, nothing. It's just that. . . umm, we're having the apartment fumigated."

Ayumi leaned in closer and narrowed her eyes at him. "You're lying, aren't you Conan-kun?"

"No, it's just that. . ."

"Come on Conan, let us come over!" yelled Genta.

"Yeah," the others chorused.

"I told you, my house is being fumigated. . . Why don't we go over to the professor's instead? Kaya-chan hasn't seen it yet, right?"

"Oh yeah, she hasn't," Ayumi realized, and with that, all thoughts of going to his house were forgotten. There was something to be said for the seven year old attention span, or lack thereof. "Come on! Let's go show Kaya-chan professor Agasa's house!"

No one noticed the more-than-slightly-annoyed look Kaya was sporting at this development, because in the next moment, the other three were dragging her along.

"Yeah," the others agreed eagerly, and soon Conan and Haibara once again found themselves looking at the backs of their friends, who were running on ahead as they headed toward 22 Beika Block.

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"Wow, it's great you're becoming an official member of the Detective Boys Kaya-chan! And the professor's even making you your own badge!" Ayumi squealed.

"I know, it's gonna be so cool!" Kaya replied, clearly just as excited about it as her new friend.

"It's kinda weird though," the professor started. "I was sure I had all the materials here. . . But since the antenna's missing, we'll all have to go to the store. Come on guys," Agasa said, as they went outside and loaded into his bug. It was a really tight fit too.

"Hakase, you need to get a bigger car," Conan told the man, just grateful that he wasn't squashed in the back with the other five. Ouch. That would just be painful.

"I like this car though. . ." Agasa said, and Conan decided not to bother taking the conversation anywhere else. Even if he did feel sorry for the kids (and Haibara) who were trapped in the back seat, Conan was also overwhelmingly glad that he wasn't.

Whether he'd inherited his parent's sadistic genes or not was up for debate, but there was definitely something satisfying about seeing them all trapped like that, while not having to endure it himself.

For some reason he couldn't explain, Conan was exceedingly happy that Kaya looked uncomfortable.

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"Somehow, I don't think that's the case," Conan said, looking at a paper taped to the man's hand. "Take a look at this note. It says 'Any tree can drop an apple. I can drop the freaking moon, and obliterate all humans on the face of the Earth, Mwahahahahaha! Oh, and in case you're wondering, yes, this was a murder. Signed Kitsune.' And there's a little heart at the end. What's this supposed to mean?"

"Maybe they like apples. . ." suggested Kaya.

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Random: Well there you have it. The first chapter of our story. It may take awhile to get out because we're not usually on at the same time, but please put up with that.

Kitsune: Hey, this isn't working! It's supposed to be calling you Kira!

Random: *growls* For the last time, my name is ________! (note: name censored due ot the fact that this is the internet, and I'm not a naive idiot.)

Kitsune: Yeah, whatever Kira. Anyway people, review the story.

Random: Or else she'll bore you to death by talking about irrelevant anime/manga for hours and try to pull up MA-rated manga on your laptop.

Kitsune: Hey! I resent that!

Random: So please review. Till next time!

Kitsune: Bye guys!