I do not own Detective Conan or Magic Kaito... and the way that this is going I'm not sure I own common sense either... *clears throat* well... anyway I hope you like this story (Me and Syrus07 spent a lot of time coming up with it), and please review (for my sake)
Ever since he'd talked to Shinichi on the phone Kaito... no Touchi had been remembering things. Just about anything he looked at he could find a memory related to it, a memory that didn't belong to 'Kaito'. Even so he really didn't feel any different. He still saw himself as being Kuroba Kaito even though he knew that wasn't who he really was.
Sighing, he sat down on a park bench. He had been out shopping to re-stock his supply of playing cards when Shinichi had called, and he was done shopping now, but he didn't really feel like going home. That's not to say he thought he could stay away forever, he was going to have to talk to his mother... er wife eventually, and it's not as though he had anywhere else to go.
But what was he supposed to do? Just walk through the door and say 'Honey I'm home'... that would seem weird, even weirder than how he usually was. He figured that he could try to hide it and just act as though nothing's changed, but he knew that he wouldn't be able to keep things from becoming awkward between the two of them. Whether he told her that he realized who he really was or not he would still be stuck between acting like the son he'd been for eight years and the husband he'd been long before that.
For a moment he thought that maybe it would be best to go to Shinichi's house and just avoid his mom/wife until he managed to sort out his feelings or at the very least his memories. He pushed the idea aside, not wanting to impose on Shinichi, but as the sun started to set he decided that he really needed to get away from home for just one night at least.
He pulled his phone out of his pocket, and dialed the now familiar number.
"Hello?" The child on the other end of the phone greeted curiously, he clearly hadn't looked at the caller ID before answering the phone.
"Oi, Tantei-kun, can I stay at your house?"
"Eh? Kid? Why would you want to?" The child detective responded, "Besides there's someone living there right now so you..."
"It doesn't matter if there's someone else there," Kaito/Touchi sighed, "I just need some time away from people I know... to clear my thoughts for a bit."
"But the person living there is..."
"It should be fine as long as I disguise myself as you, right?" Kaito/Touchi asked.
Shinichi hesitated, "That wouldn't really solve the problem..."
Still Shinichi didn't really want to tell Kid that the person currently living in his house was a member of the FBI -though the other members of the FBI currently think he's dead- not to mention that person knows that Kudo Shinichi is currently Edogawa Conan. If Kid went in disguised as Shinichi it would be a disaster for the internationally wanted thief.
"The person living in my house knows that I'm Conan right now, it'd be better to go as yourself if you don't want to be asked weird questions," Shinichi finally said with an annoyed sigh.
"Alright, I'll go as myself then," The thief replied decidedly, as he hung up the phone he muttered to himself, "...whoever that is."
And so with no where else to go he sighed and headed towards the Kudo residence as he began dialing again.
"Hey... Mom. I'm done shopping but something's come up so I'll be staying at a friend's house tonight... No not Aoko... ok I'll call you again later," He said, hanging up within moments.
...
When Kaito (he continued to refer to himself as Kaito because he wasn't sure he would react to his real name) knocked on the door of the Kudo residence he was -of course- greeted by none other that Okiya Subaru, who was clearly suspicious of him on sight.
"Hello," the supposed engineering student greeted, "who might you be?"
Kaito smiled, "Kuroba Kaito. There's some drama going on at my house so Shinichi-kun told me I could stay here for the night. I'll try not to bother you... um?"
"Subaru, Okiya Subaru."
"Subaru-san then?" Kaito asked when the man in question nodded that that would be fine Kaito continued, "I'll try not to bother you then, Subaru-san."
True to his word Kaito didn't pull any of his usual tricks on Subaru and instead went up the stairs to find an empty guest room, spending his time alone trying to decide what to do about himself.
As it was he'd already been living a lie for the past eight years, not only had he obtained immortality -which he hadn't particularly wanted in the first place- he'd died in the eyes of society and since then taken on the identity of his son.
It was the last bit that concerned him the most, his son. Did he even have a son? If so what had happened to him, it's not like a person can just disappear from existence just because someone has shown up to take their place. If there really was a Kuroba Kaito where has he been for the past eight years? Then again it's possible that there was no real Kuroba Kaito and he was just over-thinking things.
If they really did have a real son then their son had either died and no one noticed because he'd been replaced by his supposedly dead father, or perhaps his mom/wife had hidden the child (or possibly hidden the fact that he'd died) and knew that the teenager she was currently taking care of was in fact her husband. If the later was the case then he wouldn't know how to face her after having spent so long acting like the child he'd become while she would have been able to see the man she married underneath knowing he was alive but unable to talk to him as his wife.
Thinking about his situation was beginning to feel convicting so he let his mind wander for a bit if only to take his mind away from how he'd been hurting the woman he loved... loves...
"Wait a second... I like Aoko..." he murmured to himself, fully aware that blush was creeping across his face, "But I'm married... is this an affair? It doesn't count... right?"
He thought back on the past eight years and realized just how much flirting he'd done as 'Kuroba Kaito'. His blush grew redder, covering his face completely.
"I am the enemy of womankind."
"Well at least you understand," a familiar child's voice interrupted just as Kaito was about to start banging his head against the guest room walls.
"Ah-re? !" Kaito's eyes widened, his face becoming pale as he turned around slowly, "Wha-when did you get here? !"
"Around 'but I'm married'," The child detective said in a tone that hinted that he was curious but realized that it would be better not to ask what the thief had been talking about.
"W-what are you doing here? !" the thief couldn't keep the hint of panic out of his voice as he spoke.
"It's my house."
For a moment both of then looked at each other in silence.
Finally Conan sighed and spoke up, "something pretty serious must've happened if you want to stay here instead of going back to your own home, I figured you might need someone to talk to..."
Kaito sighed and sat down on the bed, after a short moment of silence he pointed at the spot on the bed next to him, "You'll probably want to sit down for this..."
Conan nodded and hesitantly took the thief's advice.
"I'm just not sure what to do about my mom... I mean my wife," Kaito said, somehow managing to keep a straight face, "I mean, for the past eight years I've been her son, and now that I know I'm not I have no idea how I should act around her!"
Conan couldn't help but think that all of this sounded like the plot out of a poorly written shojo manga, but more than anything else he wondered why it was him that was given the task of helping someone old enough to be his father with their relationship issues -it's not like he'd ever been that good at taking care of problems in his own relationships, much less those of others.
To avoid saying anything that might make the situation worse Conan decided to go with the tried and true line, "and how does that make you feel?"
"Conflicted. I feel really bad because I'm alive and she either thinks I'm dead or knows I'm alive but can't talk to me or doing anything wife-y with me because I've thought that I was our son for the past eight years... but even now I don't remember much of being Kuroba Touchi, I'm still Kuroba Kaito on the inside so I don't want to make everything awkward between us because I still think of her as my mom even though we're married..." Kaito explained as he waved his hands around to show just how frustrated he was by all of this, "Not to mention I'm in love with my childhood friend ... er Kaito's childhood friend, but now that I know that I'm old enough to be her father..."
"Er... I see..." Conan managed to say, because he honestly did understand just how awkward it must feel as he himself had been shrunken and had actually grown used to his childhood friend treating him like a little brother even though he was actually older while she had no idea that he was almost always by her side. Conan was about to try to give him some advice out of sympaty but Kaito suddenly shot up.
"Oh, I see!"
Conan wondered exactly what it was he had seen.
The magician thief laughed, "I should tell her how I feel!"
Conan's face turned into a deadpan expression as he watched the thief rush out of the room, only to come back moments later and hug the child detective tightly.
"Thanks a lot Shinichi, you really helped me out a ton just now!" The thief said as he let go of his chibi detective counterpart, "I've gotta go reconcile with my wife now, so I'll see you later, okay?"
Without waiting for an answer the thief once again ran out of the room, leaving the detective sitting on the bed alone blinking.
"What just happened..."