When Conan came to after the flash of bright light the first thing he felt was confusion. His hands and feet were further away and he was unbalanced, almost as if he was bigger somehow.

He must be back in his old body. But how?

They, Hattori and Hakuba and him, had been at a kid heist, which had just so happened to be taking place in a mad scientist's lab. A lab which seemingly had a cloning machine, guessing by all the identical copies of his companions, Kid included.

Unlike his associates, however his copy wasn't identical, or rather he wasn't identical to his original. By all appearances, he was ten years older than the boy standing beside him that he'd had been cloned from, Edogawa Conan.

Painted on the pseudo child's face was a look of pure horror that he never thought the Conan was capable of showing. Although he couldn't see it Shinichi, thinking of himself as such since he was in his teenage body, must had had the same look of on his face.

They had been cloned. Both Shinichi and conan had pinched themselves to be sure. It wasn't a dream.

It was real and it was chaos.

Both Hattoris were having a brutal death match, with kendo practice swords, a winner takes all contest where Hattoris life was the prize. They were skirting around the lab intensely clashing swords, hiring each other hard enough that big black bruises were doting their bodies. Neither would ever get the upper hand for more than a split second, they were evenly matched, for obvious reasons.

The Hakubas were lamenting their strange situation, calmly but unhappily chatting with one another. They had most likely already come to the conclusion that Edogawa Conan and Kudo Shinichi were one and the same but that was their least of their worries in their current predicament.

Ever the narcissist, each Kaito Kid was gawking at one another's face and planning dozens of unique pranks having a clone could allow. He was the only one who seemed to be enjoying this.

Breaking the silence Shinichi suggested, "Can I meet Ran, in this body, she's been missing m- Shinichi?"

Conan's eyebrows furrowed, his teeth clenched and his face turned an angry red. "No, you can't."

Shinichi knew Conan was protective of Ran, Eisuke had proven that much, but he didn't expect the venomous spite in the young detective's voice.

Shinichi pressed on, "She's been missing us don't you think it's only fair?"

That was when they started to have a proper argument. Two people as stubborn as one another; angry, frustrated; with their secret revealed they didn't pull any punches

That was when the full on shouting started. They were angry, frustrated, as stubborn as each other (very); their identity had been revealed so they pulled no punches and loudly put forward their points their argument going round in circles.

Eventually Shinichi's screaming stoped, his voice horse and his burning like an immense fire, not as immense a fire as their argument had been. What stoped him hadn't been the state of his throat, it had been four cold words Conan had uttered.

"You're just a clone."

The icy statement spoken by his other self, rung true in his head and, caused a shiver to run down his spine.

Goosebumps still remained even hours later although, he supposed, the lack of heating in the lab was also to blame. Conan, being stuck in a child's body, was fast asleep; the Hattori's had collapsed on the floor in exhaustion; and even the Hakubas had dozed off.

Shinichi was surprised at how Kid, now revealed to be high schooler Kuroba Kaito (Seriously, was his name a pun?), placed a thick warm woolly blanket upon all of those who were sleeping. He'd never really seen much of the thief's soft side during heists, so it was a little unnerving.

Once done with the unconscious, Kuroba made his way towards Shinichi and offered him a blanket. Shinichi watched as the two incarnations of mischief sat down either side of him and began showing off dozens of magic tricks, many of which would've either been impossible or unimpressive with only one magician.

"Do you want to come to my school tomorrow?" Kuroba asked casually.

Shinichi was a little taken aback by his request, he'd never imagined what Kaito Kid's school life was like, let alone imagined joining him, "What?"

Kuroba gave a slightly sheepish smile. "Well, you can't exactly go back to your own school if you've been missing for ages. Both of me are going to school, I'm a magician so people'll think it's a trick, and well, I could use a third person to help me wind up Hakuba."

Shinchi considered it for a second, he was curious to find out more about Kaitou Kid, but quickly declined. Even if he was in disguise, it would've been stupid of him to go out in public. He wasn't like the Kurobas who didn't know, and didn't care, which one was real and which was fake.

He knew Conan was the real one; he wasn't going to make things any harder for the child detective, after all, he was just a clone.