Info: ~ rated M for body parts & creepiness~

Pls notice, this is a FF written by a scaredy cat ;P I just couldn't resist writing it since I listen to the song "Kagome, Kagome" by Vocaloid. If you want you can listen to this song, too so you know what's waiting for you in this story. If not it's also ok. It will save you the surprise and the song isn't necessary to understand my FF ;)

Oh and special thanks to LEP-Surface Division who was my Beta-reader for this chapter ^^

Chapter 1: The please-please-find-him-man

{Wataru Omeda}

Wataru Omeda-san knew he was going to die. Not because they told him, no that was no reason to be aware of his death. Two years ago many people (people a lot more faithful than those who where surrounding him at this moment) told him he was going to die, in the end they were wrong. He lived. Cancer, how his last death sentence was called, was defeated.

The reason why Omeda-san knew he would never leave this room alive was because he could smell it. This smell of death and rot that was still perceivable through all the germicide around.

For a moment Omeda-san tried to decide which death he would choose if he would be able to, cancer or this one, but in the end he gave it up.

"To be 100% precise cancer is the reason I got in touch with them and this is why I'm going to die now. So both deaths are quite connected" Omeda-san thought with a little smile. "What a funny world we live in" he mumbled with this voice of a 9-year old boy; he had been 40 years ago.

"We live in yeah" a dulled female voice said, seemingly wearing a surgical mask "but in…" she hesitated "30 minutes we're going to be one person less."

Omeda-san smiled again "did you just look at your watch?" he asked amused since he couldn't see a single thing through his blindfold. He just had to imagine a young woman, wearing a doctor's overall, surrounded by all those serious-looking men with their scalpels ready to hurt him, and giving her watch a cool look.

"In this room it seems like only we two are having some fun" the female voice reappeared, sounding as amused as he did before and suddenly he felt a warmth near his cheek and her voice spoke, just some millimeter away from his ear "why aren't you afraid of the death?"

He smiled and replied "well, first because a beautiful young woman is here with me and second because I accepted my mortality a long time ago. Now I just enjoy the fact that this death is a million times cooler than just dying in a hospital."

The warmth vanished and after some silent moments he could hear the female voice again "How do you know I'm beautiful?"

"Oh let me keep this last secret of mine" he said slowly and still enjoying this conversation.

"But please tell a goner one thing. When did you last flirt with an all grown up man in the body of a little boy?"

The voice snickered, but except of this it kept quite.

The next thing that Omeda felt was the warm touch of a delicate hand on his shoulder and then a knife that started to open his body and his screams fulfilled the room, which was the end of the conversation and Wataru Omeda's life.

{Conan}

"Wataru Omeda. Omeda-san. Wataru-kun. Hiiiiiiim. The please-please-find-him-man."

Conan threw an annoyed glare over from his newspaper to Kogoro who was repeating all those versions of this name since more than 20 minutes.

The old tantei sat at his desk, which was buried under millions of photos and other papers, his head on his hands and babbling those name-versions.

Finally Kogoro poured out a long sigh and dropped his head down onto the table and his papers, which made Conan role his eyes and vanish behind his newspaper again.

Two weeks ago the daughter of Omeda-san and her husband showed up at the detective-agency and asked Kogoro to find her dad who had vanished two years ago.

First Kogoro tried to explain them that the chance to find a person who had vanished 2 years ago is nearly 0%, but then the young woman showed him the letter she had gotten 3 days ago.

"I'm sorry I vanished without telling you. I'm sorry we won't be able to talk ever again. I'm sorry I will never be able to see my grandchildren. See you in the afterlife.

I love you, dad

P.S. Guess who defeated his cancer?"

it said and beyond this there was a smiley that was kind of a, as Mrs Omeda said, self-portrait of her dad who was beaming.

"Dad had always had this way of black-humor, you know." Mrs Omeda added when Kogoro had read the letter.

Then she told them that her dad had suffered from cancer since he was 48 but then, when the doctors told him he wouldn't live much longer, he vanished. The police couldn't find him and they thought he had vanished to die on his own, but now this letter arrived and they wanted to find him.

Conan curled his lips to his half annoyed-half amused smirk "but the problem is that they engaged the most-incompetent-tantei ever" he though with another look at Kogoro who was still lying static on his papers.

To be fair the search for this man turned out quite difficult, ok Conan had to admit that. He had vanished together with all hints where he had gone to and why.

And this why was what caught Conan's attention. Usually he had disposed this case as an old, funny man who tried to manage his death on his own way, but the fact that he left this letter where he seemed to regret never meeting his grandchildren was awkward. "If he defeated cancer why isn't he just returning and meeting them?"

Conan scratched his head, folded up his newspaper, which hadn't told him anything useful and got up from the sofa, without really knowing what to do next. When there was a case still unsolved he never felt like dealing with something else, but what could he do else?

The papers where read, the photos inspected, the news scanned; nothing. Conan walked over to Kogoro's desk and had another look over a pack of papers which Kogoro got from the hospital where Omeda-san spent the last days before he vanished. Slowly he scanned them without really reading anything, it was more something he did because he had no idea what to do else. "Gosh, in one of those crime-novels this would be the perfect moment for the phone to ring and give the detective the information he needed to solve this riddle." Conan thought and smirked while putting back the papers, when a shrill ring cut through the oppressive silence and made Conan and Kogoro wince.

While Conan's face still showed an expression of total incredulity, Kogoro got himself up from his desk and reached for the phone. "Hai, Mori desu." His voice answered a little grumpy "ah, Megure what'… WHAT?" the eyes of the old tantei widened and suddenly this attitude of a tired drunkard dropped away and was replaced by this fully-awake manner.

A moment of tensed silence follow meanwhile Conan tried to read in Kogoro's eyes what Megure was telling him, but in the end it was Kogoro himself who said, maybe more to himself than to Conan, "how should I explain this to Mrs. Omeda?... If it's true… no, that'd be lot too cruel."

Some minutes later Kogoro, Ran and Conan took a cap and drove towards Beika pier. Kogoro just told them that the police found a body which DNA resembled the DNA he had gotten from Mrs. Omeda to find her dad and had brought to the police to search for any matches in their data, so Megure needed Kogoro as some sort of witness to since he investigated since some days in the Omeda-case, but the distressed look on Kogoro's face told Conan that there was something more than a normal dead body waiting for them; something, as Kogoro said himself, a lot crueler.

{Conan}

"The victim was male, between 35 and 55 years old, time of death should be about 2 days ago, cause of death… is still unknown." Megure-kebu closed his report and looked up to Conan, Ran and at least he threw a meaningful look over to Kogoro.

"So it is Mr Omeda?" Ran asked with a worried tone.

"Well..." Megure started, again looking at Kogoro, seemingly not knowing what to say "maybe. That's why you're father is here, we hope he… he can tell us." Megure finished and turned over to the copse which was locked by some police-lines, before anyone could ask any further questions.

"You wait here." Kogoro ordered, giving Ran a look that was ought to say something like "and watch out that the boy isn't following me" and went over to the copse, too. Badly Ran understood this look perfectly well and kneeled down to Conan before he could even think of an excuse for following Kogoro though.

Her warm arms hugged the little tantei close to her and captivated him, what he tolerated half unwilling-half appreciating. "I really wonder what alienates Megure like that." Conan pondered, hardly trying to keep his thoughts away from what he felt in his back, "at least he is quite experienced… so what could have happened to Omeda that makes him behave that insecure. Or is it just because he thought he couldn't speak freely while Ran and I are around, but that…" a warm breath from behind him interrupted Conan's thoughts; a sigh from Ran. "I really wonder how many crime scenes we visited since Shinichi left." Out of frustration and sadness she hugged the boy in her arms even closer, not recognizing how red his face had become "and then I just wonder how many more it will be till he returns" she added with a low voice. Not that this would have been a problem to Conan since her mouth was only some millimeters away from his ear.

It must have been 5 minutes till Conan recognized that it had been 5 minutes since he had thought anything useful. Seemingly this breath from Ran had blown away most of his case-concerning thoughts and with a wave of embarrassment streaming though his body he wriggled out of her hug and ran over to the copse where Megure and Kogoro had vanished before, waving a lame excuse to Ran, before she could stop him. Not that he had come very far with this, because he ran exactly into Kogoro, who picked him up and walked over to Ran, still carrying Conan who decided that this was one of the most embarrassing investigations of a crime scene he had ever joined.

Suddenly Kogoro gave him one of his rare serious looks and said "this is no crime scene I want a child to see" and the way he said it Conan knew that the victim, no matter if it was Omeda-san or not, must have had a dreadful death, what doesn't mean that Conan wasn't still willing to see it, at least he had to find out what had happened and for that he needed as many information as he could get.

Finally the two tanteis had reached Ran and Kogoro let Conan down again, agitatedly lighting up a cigarette. "Was it Omeda-san?" Ran asked, sounding so very worried, but her father just drew on his cig and closed his eyes, thoughtfully. Then slowly he let the smoke out again and replied "most likely. The DNA is the … the same and there are also other hints which point out on that." He said hesitantly and fast he added "and now I don't want to hear any further questions."