Title: Meitantei-chan!
Author: milkychaitea
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan and Magic Kaito. Sue me and the only thing you will get is a massive headache.
Warning: In this story, Shinichi is female. Not due to drugs or BO, but because he-erm she was born that way. If you don't like gender-bender stories, then skedaddle!
Note: I will be using their Japanese names (e.g. Shinichi instead of Jimmy, Ran instead of Rachel) to simplify my writing process. No honorifics or other Japanese words will be used. (Unless its something like sushi. Do I really need to translate that for you?)
Pairing/s: KaiShin, others to be decided. You have any suggestions?
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Chapter 2
The day began like any other in Beika City. Thieves stole and were caught by the valiant policemen and women; Sonoko swooned and screamed while Ran punched her way throughout the day. Unfortunately for our favorite detective, her day was unlike any other.
It began innocently enough. Ran had as usual started her day for her, stopping by the Kudo Mansion for her usual 'wake-up-Shinichi-call' which simply consisted of finding Shinichi asleep within the large mansion's library curled up with the latest Detective Conan book, trying (and ultimately failing to wrangle Shinichi into the uniformed skirt) to dress Shinichi properly, and meeting Sonoko for their usual morning walk to school.
"Shinichi." Sonoko glared at her friend. "Will you please wear the uniform properly? It's not that tacky once you get used to it. I mean, it actually even suits your skin tone." She wagged a finger at Shinichi, who immediately looked down at her outfit.
Shinichi sighed, "I am wearing the uniform, Sonoko. Ran, shut-up." It was true. She was wearing the standard Beika Senior High uniform, just not the way regular people wear it. Sure, she wore the top and the skirt, but as Sonoko had screamed bloody murder that day, the black track pants were not. Skirts, bah. I mean, how do you expect to catch the bad guys if you're so worried about accidentally flashing somebody? I'd rather wear pants thank you very much.
Ran, in all her empathic glory, could sense the futility in Sonoko's argument, and instead distracted her into talking about her latest date with Makoto. Thankfully the distraction worked and Shinichi tuned them out, focusing instead on last night's extremely odd case.
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Yesterday, Late Evening
"That's... but that's impossible." Shinichi whispered, her voice light and wispy. At the first look, the crime scene looked plain and simple, or at least as simple as a murder case could be. The victim was forty-two year-old Kazuki Nobuta, who died from a single shot to his right temple. He had left behind a wife, who was sobbing quietly behind the police tape, and two kids. What Shinichi found odd though, was a crystal wine glass, shattered right by the left side of the victim's head. Other than that, there were no other circumstantial evidence. No other evidence was found, not even a single fingerprint.
Shinichi glanced around the crime scene. Shiratori and Takagi were off on one side, a muffled argument could be heard between them. It seems, even though they had their own girlfriends now, the seemingly friendly rivalry had still persisted. Miwako and Yumi were on the side, Miwako trying (and ultimately failing) to concentrate on a piece of evidence, while Yumi was busily distracting her with small talk. All in all, it was a pretty chaotic scene for a murder case. Shinichi snickered to herself upon seeing Yumi and Miwako, who reminded her of Ran and Sonoko on one of their "days".
"Shinichi," Inspector Megure's voice broke through Shinichi's train of thought. "You should go home and rest, we'll just keep you informed of any developments with the case." He gave a fatherly smile to Shinichi, who returned it.
"Sure Inspector Megure. Let me just wrap my investigation up and I'll be on my way." Shinichi gave a little salute to Inspector Megure, who simply chuckled at Shinichi's antics and disappeared to gather his men and women up.
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Present Day
"..ichi... Shinichi!" Sonoko's voice startled the poor girl, who nearly tripped if not for Ran's lightning-fast karate reflexes. "Shinichi! Pay attention! Tonight's party is extremely important! Not only is it one of your first entries into proper society, and I will not have you looking like a closet-less chest-less bum especially since Kaito Kid will be there!" Sonoko squealed, jumping and grabbing Shinichi's hand in delight.
NOOOO! Shinichi nearly screamed aloud. No, no, no, no! I don't have to go to that party in a dress. Sweat pants work just fine! Why can't Sonoko see that? I honestly don't think Kaito Kid will care about what I wear, I-
"Shinichi!" Ran yelled into her ear, startling her and making her jump up. Shinichi could see her doom in Ran's eyes. "Don't just stand there, its time to go shop for clothes."
"But Ran~" Shinichi whined, clothing was just so not her idea of a fun afternoon! "Don't you take my measurement weekly anyways, so why do I have to come along?"
Sonoko and Ran both scowled, and Shinichi put both her hands up. "Alright, alright I'm coming. Sheesh, you two should work in interrogation." Shinichi mumbled the last part, and followed the two chatting friends at a sedate pace.
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Hihihihihihih...
Konosuke Jii jerked his head wildly at the bizarre sound coming from upstairs. Perhaps he should...
Hihihihihihh...
There it was again! Jii was about to ignore it again, but remembered that Kuroba had decided to stay in the upstairs room that day, and so he made his way upstairs.
It was silent once again as Jii traversed the staircase, which made Jii think if he had simply imagined the sou-
Hihihihihih
ihhh...
There it was again! Jii was now determined to find the source of the eerie sound once and for all.
He stepped towards the door gingerly, using all of the training Kuroba's father had given him all those years ago, to sneak towards the door silently. Gently pushing the door open, the light streamed out, giving a ethereal glow to...
Kuroba?
He was slouched over his bed, furiously polishing what seemed to be his monocle. His eyes looked glazed from what Jii could see, and he looked quite crazed as he hunched over his monocle.
"Kuroba, wha-?"
Hiihihihhhiih...
The sound! The sound was- wait what? The sound was Kuroba?
Jii stared at Kuroba, wondering if his latest heist had finally knocked him off his rockers and he could finally retire in the Bahamas. Jii spent a few seconds staring at Kuroba when he finally noticed Jii's presence.
He jumped off the bed when Jii poked him, causing Jii to almost fall over.
"Kuroba! What on earth- will you please stop squirming and just get up!" Jii's voice boomed, and Kuroba scrambled to his feet. "There," Jii took Kuroba's collar in his hands and straightened them, "Much better. Now will you tell me what's going on in that mind of yours and what was that 'hi-hi-ing was about!"
"Er- nothing Jii." Kuroba looked sheepish and simply brushed the inquiry off. "Come on lets go, we have a heist to prepare for!"
"More like a date." Jii mumbled but followed Kuroba to his 'Kaito-lair', which Kuroba insisted on naming, and went on to prepare for the next all-important heist.
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Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!
All feedback and criticism will be greatly appreciated and will be replied to.
Luv lots,
milkychaitea
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