This is just going to be a short Detective Conan/Magic Kaito fanfiction I want to do based on my own interpretation of what Kaito thought of the Corbeau Heist. I only watched the Anime, but I plan to read the manga at some point. It takes place a few days after the Heist and Kaito wants to know more about who Corbeau is and if he's been lied to all his life or if it's just a sick trick played on him. I can see Kaito being curious about Corbeau's identity and not brushing it off like it was nothing especially after who he posed as.
I know that from what I've seen that Kaito likes to keep his identity a secret, but he also likes to sometimes have an even playing field ... sometimes. I know that he also risks his life to save others and thinks logically rather than emotionally, but his poker-face can break at any time. Right?
I plan on this story not being very long, but if people want it to be continued after where I plan it's end I might think about some kind of continuation. I don't know yet.
Anyways, I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1: Request From A Phantom
It was a warm sunny day; especially for a weekend. No clouds were in the sky and the hot wind blew in the street below the Mouri Detective Agency. Inside said Agency was a man in a light blue suit; who was reading the morning paper. A letter discarded on his desk that had been recently opened with a light sum of money sitting beside it.
A loud yawn was heard from someone entering the room. A girl with dark brown hair turned to the doorway of the Agency that led upstairs to the house-part and smiled at the young boy; rubbing a hand over his tired blue eyes, askewing his glasses. "Good morning, Conan-kun. Did you sleep well?"
The boy gave a slight nod at the girl; letting out another yawn as he approached the table for breakfast. "Yes, thank you, Ran-neechan," he mumbled out, still feeling a little drowsy.
Ran put a piece of toast and juice in front of Conan as he glanced at the man at the desk over by the window at the other side of the room. The teenage girl looked over at her Dad after putting the food in front of the boy and gave him a frown. "Dad, why are you ignoring the letter? This person is asking for help and you're ignoring them!"
The man looked up from his paper and over at Ran. His black hair slicked back, mouth twitching; causing his moustache to do the same. His tiny eyes looked to the letter, groaning before leaning his head on his palm. "I'm not. What the letter states is just odd is all. I'm not sure I can take it for just that much…"
"Is money really all you care about!?" Ran exclaimed, appearing in front of her Father's desk and slamming her hands down on it, surprising him.
A nervous laugh escaped the man as he glanced up at his daughter. "R…Ran, it's not just about the money. The case sounds odd in itself. I'd be able to help if I knew who this Corbeau was."
This caused Conan to look up from his food and look over at the arguing duo. 'Corbeau? He doesn't mean that Corbeau? The one from the KID Heist two days ago?' Conan frowned as these thoughts swirled inside his head.
Who'd send them a case asking about Corbeau?
Especially two days after a recent Corbeau and KID Heist.
Conan got off the chair he had been sitting on and wondered over to the desk; not bothering to finish his juice. 'Something seems odd about this case request…'
Conan grabbed hold of the letter that was sitting idly by on the desk. He noticed it looked like any ordinary envelope; except there was no return address on it - just theirs. This caused Conan to frown in slight suspicion; something was definitely off here. Conan took the letter out of the envelope; which had been shoved back in rather amateur-like by said man sitting at the desk. Conan straightened it out and looked over the writing, neat and seemed to be slightly rushed. There were no signatures on it to tell who had written it. He checked the back and frowned.
There was nothing there either.
He sighed to himself and read the letter in his head which had been addressed to the Agency:
This may sound like a stupid request for a case, but can you find out the identity of the Phantom Thief known as Kaitou Corbeau. I have a feeling I know who he is, but I want to be sure through the eyes of an actual detective. This request is personal to me, so if you take it on I will be grateful to you.
Conan eyed the letter a few times. 'There isn't a name. The identity of the sender is unknown. However a few letters are written differently within some words … like a code.' Conan frowned; eyeing the words that were in fact different than the others. 'This is … KID…'
Conan's eyes widened as he realised who the letter was from. It was from the very thief who had met Corbeau. He was requesting help from them. Why? Conan re-read the letter and realisation hit him like a brick.
KID was asking for help not from Kogoro, but from him!?
KID knew how much better he was at being a detective than Kogoro.
He had witnessed it and had been a victim of him foiling his heists quite a few times. However why the thief wanted his help even for his skills was baffling.
Conan glanced over the last sentence in the letter once more and blinked. The way it was written made it seem as though KID was stating it right before him. 'This request is personal to me. Does that mean he's talking about himself as an everyday civilian, not as KID?'
The envelope dropped from his hand and Conan looked down at the floor; realising he had dropped it. He was about to pick it up when he saw another letter slip out. 'Another letter? Did Kogoro miss this?'
Conan picked the extra letter up and blinked at the writing on it. This one seemed to be less rushed and unlike the other one it showed that it was indeed written to Conan.
'The first one was written in code because KID knew Kogoro would pick that one up first. It's as if he knew Kogoro wouldn't want his case and left the clues on it for me and left this one in last...' Conan looked at the second letter and blinked at what it said.
Hey Detective-kun,
I know I don't ask things of you, but I've done SO much for you I feel this would make the playing field even! You read my other letter to get this far obviously.
All I want is your help in finding out who Corbeau is. That's all. It's been bugging me since my last heist.
I'll come by that Detective Agency of yours to pick you up at around 12:30pm! Don't worry, I'll be incognito! Don't ask why it'll just be easier to do this.
KID –
Conan snickered, tucking the letter away in pants pocket so Kogoro wouldn't see it and then want in. This was meant for him after all. 'Even when asking for help he's still the same.' A frown suddenly plastered across Conan's face as it suddenly hit him of what KID's letter had said. 'Incognito? Is he coming in a disguise or … as his civilian self?'
That would certainly make it easier for KID to wonder about outside with him.
However that would mean that he – Conan Edogawa or Shinichi Kudo would know KID's identity.
Was the thief really okay with that?
A giggle broke him from his thoughts and he looked up at Ran, "Conan-kun, you're still in your pyjamas. Why don't you get changed?"
He looked down at himself and blushed; nodding before rushing upstairs to his and Ran's room to get changed. He took out his casual attire which consisted of white shorts and a plaited brown and yellow shirt with his usual blue sneakers.
After he had gotten changed he walked back downstairs, checking his watch once he got to the last step. 'Wow. I can't believe they let me sleep in so late. It's already nearly 12pm.'
A light bulb went off in Conan's head as he realised it was just a half hour before KID was meant to come get him.
What would he look like without the costume?
He always caught small glimpses of the thief's face, but not fully.
He knew he looked somewhat around his age before he was shrunk; a teenager.
Though Conan still can't understand KID's motives; he steals and then returns the gems.
He was like a vigilante yet he also enjoyed entertaining people like a real magician.
What was his goal?
Conan was brought out from these thoughts as Kogoro's voice shouted across the room, causing Conan to glance over at him with surprised eyes. "Hey brat, have you been rummaging through my stuff again!" Kogoro shouted as he picked the letter and envelope up; glancing at them before throwing them in the bin. However he took the money out and began counting it with a huge grin on his face; causing Ran to glare at her Father.
"Dad! You can't take the money if aren't going to do the case!" she shouted at him, putting her hands on her hips; voice full of annoyance.
"The brat was looking through it, so he might end up doing it anyway!" Kogoro exclaimed, looking at Conan with a pleading look.
Conan folded his arms with an unappreciative look on his face behind his glasses. 'I was going to do it anyway; though if I do it I still feel like it's exporting ... even if it's from KID.'
Ran still stood in front of Kogoro's desk; glaring down at him from where she stood. "You can't rely on Conan all the time! If you don't do it then send it back!"
"I can't! There's no return address so it's mine now!" Kogoro exclaimed, greedily.
Ran huffed and snatched the money away from her greedy Father; causing Kogoro to pout and Conan to snicker. "I'm sure this person; whoever they are, might actually come here to talk to us in person. When they do you can give the money back then."
Kogoro nodded his head; pout still in place and eyes looking like they're about to water. "Fine…"
A smile spread across Conan's lips at watching the pair. 'Funny, how I'll end up taking the case, but I don't know if KID will pay me or not. I don't even know who's under the hat and monocle to understand him or who he even is...'
As Ran grabbed the discarded envelope and stuffed the money back inside, so it was safe for the person who requested the case. There was knock at the door; causing the three to look there. Conan instantly froze and looked at his watch to check the time. It was fifteen minutes before the designated time which meant that KID had decided to come earlier than he mentioned.
Conan felt a sudden adrenaline rush as he ran to the door; hurrying past Ran to get there before her, "I'll get it!" He waved to her and stopped before the door; staring up at it with a slight frown on his face. 'I get to finally see KID's identity. I'm a little excited, but also a little disappointed. I don't get to discover it myself after all...'
Conan swallowed and reached his left hand up to grab the handle. He could feel it trembling as if rejecting these thoughts along with his mind, but he had to push forward.
It was a case after all. Even if after this he'll know KID's identity would that change the challenge that he always felt at a KID Heist?
No, it wouldn't.
KID would always bring his A game to the stage to show-off to his audience and Conan would try and rival that by detecting the movements behind his tricks. It was how it worked with them. KID was a strange ally yet also a trustworthy one.
He may be a thief, but he had people to protect as well.
Conan took in a breath and clamped his hand onto the handle, twisting it and opening the door. His eyes widened when the person standing before him was like a grinning version of his teenage self.
"S…Shinichi?" Conan heard Ran's voice behind him.
'I…Is he disguised as me again?' Conan eyed the teen before him; catching minor differences of how he held himself in his posture; his hair was messy and not neat like his own and his sense of style was more casual than formal. 'No. There are slight differences this time, but … why?'