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They sat on the swings just relaxing. It was a beautiful spring afternoon. The birds were chirping and the flowers were blooming. It was a fitting scene as the two boys sat in silence. Mitsuhiko was trying to build up the courage to ask Conan a question.

"Ummm, hey Conan?" Mitsuhiko finally spoke

"Yea?" Conan asked glancing at his friend from the side of his eyes.

"D-Do you e-ever miss being Shinichi?" Mitsuhiko asked not sure why he was so nerves.

It has been 3 months since Conan came clean to Mitsuhiko. It wasn't like he just walked up and said 'hey guess what, I'm actually a 17 and a high school detective in a 7 year old body!'.

The Black Organization figured something was up with him and started going after the shrunken detective. Which lead to his friends getting targeted. Later Mitsuhiko was kidnapped and Conan saved him, but he had to explain why he was being chased after in the first place or Mitsuhiko threatened to stay in the room they were in. Which at that moment was filling with poison.

So he agreed, they ran out, and when they were safe Conan reveled everything. He actually took it quite well. He didn't freak out or faint and he's been keeping his secret ever since.

Conan thought about the question. He has thought about it a lot and was at his final decision on the matter.

Mitsuhiko stayed silent allowing his friend to think. He started at the ground as if it was the most interesting thing in the world. For some reason the answer to this simple question was killing him, but he waited patiently non the less.

"Yes..."

Mitsuhiko felt his heart drop his eye started to burn. He bit his lip to not cry.

"But only sometimes." Conan continued. He perked up at this information.

"What does that mean?" he asked confused.

"Well, my whole life was Shinichi. I had a birth certificate, friends, a future, a past... " Conan paused ",but I have new friends as Conan, I can make a future and who cares about a past anyway. All though...I'll have to think of something when it comes to getting a drives license." he said. He then looked at Mitsuhiko with a smile "So, it's fine being Conan, I don't mind."

He smiled back feeling a new hope. "If you had a choice would you change back?" he asked his curiosity getting the better of him.

He paused and thought for a moment. Then turned to the taller boy and smiled "nope"

Mitsuhiko smiled and jumped of the swing. He walked to the side of the swings and stared at the ground. He had a light blush on his cheeks. "Would you ever plan to go out with someone you're age or someone my age?"

Conan stopped swinging and looked his friend with a confused look. If he went out with a seven year old it would be like cradle robbing, but no one would know. If he went out with a seventeen year old everyone would think it was wrong. Then again he wasn't seventeen anymore he was seven.

"sure, why not?" he smiled at his friend.

He had a small blush on his cheeks, wondering if Conan would ever go out with a guy ,but before he could ask he felt a pair of soft lips on his. His eye widened, but it was to good to resist. Conan soon pulled away and gave Mitsuhiko a wink. "Sure" he said apparently reading the other boy's thoughts. Once he was done being stunned he ran after his new boyfriend who had been walking away.