Finally chapter two is up! Sorry everyone, I just wrote the MCAT. Yes, very, very intense studying. The exam itself is six hours long. *shudders* Well, now it's done and I can get back on track with my fanfictions!

IMPORTANT NOTE: Hallow777 and Pheonickx have each posted fanarts of their own respective takes on what Taru-chan looks like. The art can be viewed on Deviantart. I can't post the actual links here but if you search 'Takagi Wataru' they will eventually show up. Let me just say that both versions are absolutely adorable and completely blew me away. Go have a look!

Thanks so much you two! I love you both! *Hugs*

I disclaim all characters and likeness of Detective Conan which is property of Gosho-sama. Lol, even he is taking a nice break to watch the FIFA world cup.

"Come on Takagi-kun! The water is so nice!" Satou called out from the spring. Smiling, Takagi walked over to her, a white towel tied around his waist. He looked around quickly and noticed that they were currently the only ones there. That was good; he wasn't sure he wanted other men to see his beautiful girlfriend wrapped in nothing but a thin towel.

Wataru looked back down at her, taking a minute to appreciate just how lovely she was. Her black hair was wet and sticking to her face and those beautiful violet eyes were so warm and bright. From where he was standing, he could see her whole figure easily. He turned away and blushed deeply when his eyes locked onto her rather full chest. She pulled her own towel further up over herself. "Are you coming in or not?" She prodded, a deep blush on her own face.

"I um, y-yes, I'm coming in." He squeaked

He stepped out onto the edge and was about to get in…when he slipped.

Wataru tried to move his body but found it impossible to do so. Satou-san? He opened his eyes and gazed warily into the dark blue abyss. He couldn't see her, he couldn't see anything. For some reason he didn't feel the need to worry about air, the water was warm and oddly comforting. He turned over so that he now faced the bottom of the basin he was sinking in. He squinted his eyes when he noticed something peculiar.

Metal?

He tried to move his arms and recoiled in shock when he noticed his body was no longer that of a man's. He caught another metallic glint; this time it was much clearer. All of a sudden he launched himself upward as realization hit him like a cold bucket of water in the face:

The gun!

It's in the hot spring! Wataru gaped at his own stupidity; how had he not made the connection the night before when he had first seen it? Well, he could say he had been legitimately distracted.

Wataru's pointed ears perked up at the sound of laughter.

Picking himself up, he padded over the bed sheets, dazed by his dream and sudden realization. He flopped back down on the bed, deciding to give himself a second to recover from his whirling stupor. He looked up at Miwako as she approached him, apparently talking to someone on the phone.

"He suddenly just jumped up! I didn't even make any loud noises." Miwako chirped happily into the receiver as she sat down on the bed and scooped him up.

"Alright, I'll see you soon. Bye Yumi."

Miwako quickly put down the phone so that she could pay full attention to the warm ball of silky fur cuddling against her. "Morning sleepy head." She cooed before kissing the small animal on the head. Wataru opened his eyes to look up at her.

What he saw took his breath away. Hadn't he always dreamed of what it would be like to see her in the morning? Before she came to work of course. Her hair was all tousled and sticking up in some places. She was still dressed in her pajamas. She looked sleepy but he could tell she had been awake for at least a little while.

There was that annoying heat again; creeping up on his face and making him want to hide behind his paws. Lucky for him, his blush was covered by his dark brown fur.

"Why don't you go see Mom while I get dressed?"

Wataru's blush deepened as she set him down on the floor. Without wasting another second he quickly scurried out of her room.

Takagi had mostly gotten used to the way his new body moved the night before while he had…'played'…with Miwako and her mother. Yet, it was still odd to experience the world from such a low position on the ground. He was so small compared to everything.

Wataru quietly padded down the hall, it was a good thing he and Miwako both had a scheduled day off; he had been looking foreword to it for weeks. Not only for the break but because he and Miwako had a date tonight. Takagi stopped dead in his tracks when another realization hit him: He was still here! He was supposed to have left during the night and gotten back to the old couple's house!

Takagi growled at him self in frustration. This would certainly make for a more difficult escape. At least there date was late; he practically had all day to slip away. Not to mention that he would have to travel there on foot.

Takagi was glad for his excellent sense of direction. He had already been able to make a mental map of how to get back to the villa from here.

The day off was also convenient as he would not be deemed missing for a day of work. He couldn't exactly explain to Megure-keibu that the reason he failed to show up for duty was because he had been turned into a puppy.

Another problem was the murder case. He knew now for sure who had killed the wealthy tycoon. Turning back into a man was now even more important. Of course he would have to retrieve the gun first. He inwardly sighed, I can't believe this is actually happening.

Entering the kitchen, Takagi looked up when he heard soft humming. Without his own knowing, his tail started to wag as he approached the elder Satou sitting at the kitchen table reading the news paper.

Not really understanding why (perhaps just obliging to Miwako's request), he barked once to get her attention. The older woman instantly looked down in the direction of the noise. Takagi was pleased to see the smile on her face. Satou set the paper down before bending over and picking the puppy up and setting him in her lap.

"Good morning to you too Taru-chan." She chirped happily.

All right…time to score some brownie points!

Wataru tried to make him self look as cute as possible before standing on his hind-legs and snuggling against her cheek. He inwardly smirked when the older woman giggled in delight before she lifted him above her face.

"Oh, aren't you the sweetest little thing?" she cooed before kissing him on the forehead. He looked straight into her eyes, trying to make her remember his blue ones, so that when she met him again she would perhaps carry on that approving affection to his human self. His eyes were the only physical trait that had managed not to change too drastically. Well, aside from the slit pupils.

The older woman sighed thoughtfully as she pet the transformed officer. "If only you were a sweet young man, then I wouldn't have to worry about Miwako so much."

He he he, yeah... He thought sheepishly as he sat obediently in her lap.

After several minutes of trying to make Miwako's mother fall in love with him, he was presented with another piece of the heavenly left-over steak. He was still very carefully lapping up the water Satou-sama had given him when Miwako walked into the kitchen.

"Okay Mom, I'm going to brunch with Yumi, and then we're going to do a little shopping."

"Shopping? Again? Didn't you just go the other night?" the mother asked curiously. It wasn't like her daughter to do such a thing often.

Wataru listened to the conversation while he continued to drink.

"Oh…um, yes, but I didn't find anything I liked. Yumi's going to take me to this designer store she loves." Miwako tried not to blush as she spoke quietly.

There was silence before her mother spoke up, "Miwako, is there something you're not telling me?"

"... For example, where you are going tonight."

Miwako struggled to stay in control as her face heated further. "It's nothing! Just a friend."

Wataru could tell she had not given up when her mother eyed her suspiciously.

"Just a friend? Nothing more?"

"Geez Mom…" Miwako huffed at her mother.

Takagi smiled to himself as her mother suddenly fired a barrage of questions at her daughter. He guessed this was what Miwako had been referring to when she complained about her mother's nagging. Well, at least part of what she had meant.

"Miwako, don't get me wrong, Taru-chan is great, but I wish you would bring home a nice young man."

"Mom…" Miwako sighed.

"Perhaps a tall, handsome, gentleman."

"Mom."

"With dark hair and bright blue eyes."

Uh oh…

Wataru broke away from his thoughts when he noticed her retreat behind her bangs where he couldn't see her eyes. She seemed to be thinking intently and didn't answer her mother.

Miwako suddenly looked up again and met her mother's gaze, "B-blue eyes and dark hair?"

Mrs. Satou only nodded firmly at her daughter, "You're not getting any younger Miwa."

Satou only rolled her eyes and scooped the contemplating little puppy up into her arms.

"I'll see what I can do mother." Miwako answered, sounding irritated as she headed for the door.

A few moments later, She and Wataru were heading to the small café to meet Yumi.

It didn't take long before Miwako parked her car and headed to where she would meet her best friend. She smiled down at her canine companion and could have sworn he smiled back. The little dog held in her arms was so well behaved that she wasn't worried about taking him out with her. Not only that, but Yumi had gone completely crazy when Satou told her she had picked up a puppy and taken him home.

"Miwako!"

Satou instantly looked up from her little partner when she heard her friend's voice.

Takagi quickly noted the two dogs trotting at her heels. Oh yeah, Yumi-san has two dogs.

Then when the two animals looked up at him he thought; I hope they're friendly.

"Oh! Let me see him Miwako!" Yumi didn't really wait for a reply, she simply handed her friend her leashes and scooped up the puppy in return.

Takagi was a little skeptical of his situation when her eyes lit up. After what seemed like an eternity for the transformed detective, the two friends were seated and Takagi was returned to Miwako, albeit, in a haphazard condition.

Takagi sat relieved in her lap while she smoothed down the fur Yumi had ruffled up into frenzy. "He's so adorable Miwako. What did you name him?"

Miwako was hesitant before she answered "T-Taru-chan."

"HA!" Yumi exclaimed, causing Wataru to jump and the other customers at the café's patio to look over.

Satou turned away from her friend's cheeky grin shooting her a suspicious look. "W-what? It's a great name. I think it suits him." Miwako stammered trying to be coy.

Her words only made Yumi giggle. "You love him so much you have to name your pet after him?"

Takagi furrowed his brow, Yumi-san…

Miwako suppressed her blush and stubbornly looked back at her friend. "He just reminds me of him. Okay?" She answered defiantly.

Yumi smirked before taking a sip of her tea. "Well I can't deny that. If I had to guess I'd say this little guy was him turned into a dog."

"Yes exactly." Miwako said smiling.

Ha ha ha…

"Here, I brought you these. You need them." Yumi said casually as she handed Miwako a collar and leash. "They were Hachi's when he was a puppy. Dogs must have a collar and leash on by law when they are off your property."

Miwako nodded her understanding and made to slip the collar over Takagi's head. "Thanks so much Yumi, I didn't even think about it" Miwako beamed as the red collar sat in place around his neck. Wataru was glad it was big for him, it was more comfortable that way.

Feeling bold, Takagi licked at her fingers when she clipped the leash onto the collar. He grinned to himself when the action earned him a scratch under the ears.

Takagi settled down on her lap as she continued to pet him. It was no matter to him when the two women started a lengthy conversation: he could lie in Miwako's lap all day. However, he did notice the way Hachi and Star were eyeing him. Wataru figured they wouldn't bother him as long as he stayed in Miwako's lap.

Takagi vaguely remembered that he was supposed to be trying to escape. However, the new leash and collar would probably not allow for any sudden dash attempts. He would have to wait until Miwako took them off. Until then he would just enjoy and relax. It was still his day off after all.

Wataru turned on his back when she suddenly started stroking his ears through her finger tips.

Huh…

Wataru was pretty sure he had started to drool as she continued this immensely pleasing action. It seemed to be putting him in a stupor, as if triggering some sort of chemical reaction in his brain. The young officer couldn't recall another time when he had felt so relaxed and at peace with the world.

An unknown amount of time later, Wataru was brought back to being fully conscious when both women stood to leave.

Takagi was slightly disappointed when she set him down on the ground. He looked over at the other two, much bigger dogs when they immediately made their way over to him.

Wataru looked up nervously as the two larger animals sniffed at him curiously. He sighed to himself as the pair seemed to take a liking to him and take it upon themselves to playfully push him over every so often.

"So how far is this place?" Wataru heard Miwako ask Yumi as they walked down the side walk.

"Not too far, around ten minutes." Yumi answered casting Miwako a side ways glance. The younger woman smirked at the hint of nervousness in her best friend's voice.

"Don't worry Miwa, we'll find something that will really knock him off his feet."

Wataru tried to ignore their conversation as Miwako huffed back a shaky reply.

Anything she wears can do that…

After a few more minutes of walking (and falling thanks to Hachi and Star), they reached the upscale looking clothing store.

"Are you sure about this? What about the dogs?" Satou asked nervously. Wataru was vaguely reminded that she was not fond of uptight places.

"Oh it's fine, the women who shop here bring their dogs in all the time. The clerks watch them for you." Yumi answered as if Miwako should have already known such a thing.

"Oh." Miwako answered before her friend dragged her through the door.

Wataru's ears twitched when a high pitched voice greeted them. "Yumi-chan! I was wondering when you were going to pop in!"

Takagi looked up at the young, strawberry blond that rushed over to them. She looked like she was about to say something else when she noticed Miwako.

"Oh! Is this the friend you were telling me about?" She asked enthusiastically, giving Miwako a glance over.

"Sure is, I know you'll take good care of her." Yumi answered happily.

The young woman's eyes seemed to glint with approval, "Of course! Just leave it to me."

"Uh, umm…" Satou tried to speak but the woman was already leading her to the back of the store, forcing Wataru to follow her lead when the leash pulled on his collar.

"Don't worry sweetie, Yumi-chan has already briefed me, I know just what you need."

"Huh?" Miwako barley had time to utter before the blond was calling for someone else.

Another woman emerged, she had long black hair and light brown eyes. "Oh, is this the one Yumi-chan?" She asked as she carefully took the leash from a confused looking Miwako. Takagi noted that this woman's voice was much softer.

Yumi nodded at the new clerk, who then smiled at the bemused woman, "Don't worry, your boyfriend won't know what hit him."

"Yumi, how many people have you told!" Satou finally managed to speak out, extremely exasperated and embarrassed.

The three women only giggled, "As many as I need to Miwa."

Wataru gaped in disbelief, he knew Yumi couldn't keep a secret, but he thought that was at least kept within the circle of work. Oh man Yumi-san.

"Enough chatting! Let's get to work! The date is tonight after all. Correct?" The black haired woman chirped happily as she picked Wataru up off the ground.

"Your puppy is adorable by the way." She added as she pat Takagi on the head.

"Oh , uh, Thanks." Miwako responded. She really couldn't believe that these women even knew when her date was.

Wataru watched in amazement at how efficiently the blond presented Miwako with a variety of dresses. Interestingly enough, she and Yumi seemed to have the final say on weather or not each dress was suitable. The young, female detective could barely keep up with them as it was.

"Well, it certainly looks nice, but with a body like that she can do much better."

"Agreed. Maybe something a little shorter to show off those legs." The woman holding Takagi added.

Sh-shorter than that!

The blond cupped her chin in thought before gasping and jumping up slightly. "Asami! The new one would be perfect!"

"Yes! Go get it!"

"Take that one off Miwako." Yumi ordered, promptly guiding her friend back into the changing room. The blond disappeared into the back only to reappear a second later with a high quality black bag used for transporting formal wear.

She unzipped it to reveal a bright peach colored dress. Wataru couldn't really get a good look at it before it was passed over the door.

"Umm…" Miwako stuttered as she came out of the dressing room blushing.

Ah, wow! Wataru instantly perked up from his lazy resting position in the sale clerk's arms.

The three other women all gasped in approval, "That's the one!"

"Marciano just brought it over this morning. It's his latest style."

"Right now, it was only meant for display, but I'm sure we can convince him to sell it to you." Asami added smiling.

"Oh, I don't think you need to ladies."

Wataru's head snapped up as the deep voice cut through his daydreaming of Miwako wearing that dress on their date.

"Marciano-sama! We didn't know you were coming back to the store today." The blond spoke up.

"Yes, I wanted to take care of a few things." The tall man answered smoothly as he quickly approached Miwako. Takagi followed the man as he stepped in front of her.

The man turned puppy narrowed his eyes when he took her hand in his and kissed it. "Marciano Giovanni, such a pleasure to meet you miss…"

"S-Satou. Satou Miwako." She answered the man's unspoken question. The other three women all glanced silently at each other as the designer flashed a brilliant smile.

"Miwako…" He uttered quietly as he circled around her, his eyes flitting over her.

"Haruka-san, bring me the matching heels, I left them in the back."

Wataru clenched his jaw as his ears pinned back. The apparent owner and designer of the store was giving him a dangerous vibe.

"You are a very beautiful woman." The tanned man said as he took the peach heels from his sales clerk and bent down to slip them on her feet.

"The kind of woman I live to design for."

Wataru bit back a bit of jealousy when she blushed at Marciano's compliment.

"Oh, thank you." She said quietly.

Takagi was distracted for a moment when the dress swayed. I can't exactly blame this guy now can I?

"I have to ask; have you ever thought of modeling? You certainly have the figure for it."

Not liking the new turn in conversation, the officer turned puppy tensed in the clerk's arms.

"Uh, no, not really, I mean that stuff isn't for me."

"Don't be so sure, I think you would be fabulous at it." He added taking her hand again.

That was about all he could stand before his protective (and slightly possessive) nature got the better of him.

Twisting his small body around, Takagi managed to break free of Asami's hold and jumped to the floor. He quickly rushed between Miwako and the offender.

Ignoring the gross size difference between them, Takagi growled as menacingly as he could at the other male. His ears pinned down and fur spiking up. He flashed his teeth trying to look terrifying when the other three women all giggled. He didn't appreciate their fond comments of how adorable he was.

"Ah, Taru-chan!" Miwako called before reaching down to him. Before her hands reached him he was able to bark warningly a few times.

Back off!

"I'm sorry, I've never seen him act like this." Miwako apologized unknowingly as her 'partner' cuddled against her affectionately.

Takagi noticed with irritation that the man wasn't fazed at all, "That's all right, he's just protective of his master. He'll be an excellent guard dog when he get's bigger." The designer offered, his charm never wavering.

Bigger than you think!

After a few more minutes of deliberation, Wataru was handed to Yumi so she could change out of the dress. It was pricy, especially compared to the usual things she tended to wear on their dates, but it would be worth it. It wasn't often that they had the chance to really take a step back and relax with each other. It was a chance Miwako wasn't about to pass up.

I hope he likes it.

Moments later, Wataru trotted happily in front of her. Her new dress and heels carried in a large shopping bag.

He looked back at her as she chatted with Yumi about how she would do her make up. While he had enjoyed his time with her as Taru-chan, it was time to get back to his human self. There was still a murderer on the loose, and he had to manage to show up on time for his important date!

Wataru inwardly sighed as Hachi nudged him playfully once more. It was time to make escape a priority.

Well, that's chapter two! (I'm sure at one point you knew I would have protective Taru-chan).

Remember to go have a look at the awesome fan art! I promise it is worth your time. Thanks for reading and an especially a BIG thank you to all the reviewers and those who favorite the story! (I hope you review some more!)

I hope you enjoyed part two! Taru-chan is so cute, ne?

Oh and if you can't find the fanarts, send me a message and I'll give you a hand.

Satou/Takagi Forever! See you next time!