A/N This chapter is based of OVA 9 The Stranger from Ten Years Later. Though this is only 5 years later.

Chapter 1

Stranger-kun

Ran looked out as the raindrops drummed against the window. Another year had passed.

"Another year gone by. You'll be 22 now. I hope I can still recognise you...Shinichi, how much have you changed?" She quietly said to herself or nobody at all...

"Ran-neechan" Conan said out of habit, but more serious than usual.

"Oh, Conan-kun. What is it?" Ran turned round and bent down slightly to face him, not remembering to wipe her watery eyes.

"Ran. There is something I must tell you." For a while there was a pause, where neither spoke.

"I...I'm...I'm really not Conan Edogawa. I'm...My true identity is...is Shinichi Kudo." That sounded stupid as he said it. But he continued as the young woman before him smiled, however without a sign that she believed him.

"Ran. I'm sorry I lied to you but now that the Black Organisation, the people who shrunk me have now been caught, it's safe now." Conan slowly removed his glasses.

"I'm afraid I don't know how long I'll have to stay like this though, since the cure can't be made...yet. But..." He looked up at Ran and smiled. "It's fine now the truth has been told, right Ran-neechan?" The end of his sentence was kid like, as Conan spoke instead of Shinichi. But he only realised once it was too late, and Ran's expression turned from shocked to confused.

"Conan-kun?"

Kudo turned his head and shut his eyes tight, holding tears back because it hurt. It hurt to be called Conan after he'd just confessed. It hurt that he was losing his real identity and turning into his false one, Conan Edogawa. Ran took the glasses from Conan's hand and placed them back onto him.

"You sure have a great imagination. Thank you for trying Conan-kun. But you're not Shinichi, so please just be yourself. Ad I'm fine, I can wait longer for him." She smiled sweetly at him, not knowing at all the reality of the situation.

"S...Sorry Ran-neechan." Conan backed away before breaking into a run, heading to his room.

'Thank you for trying Conan-kun. But you're not Shinichi, so please just be yourself. Ad I'm fine, I can wait longer for him.'

'You're not Shinichi'

'You're not Shinichi'

The words Ran had said, so confident she was helping, played back in his head like a broken record. Why? Why did he have to leave her and go find out what they were doing? Why did he have to be so careless not to see Gin behind him? Why did that drug have to shrink him, instead of kill him like it was supposed to? Shinichi Kudo was lost, and may never be found. All that remained was Conan, the boy that Ran took in, the boy who loved to give hints in cases, the boy who wanted to grow up to be a detective, the boy who wanted to grow up to be who he really was. But that was impossible now if Ran doesn't believe that Conan's just a mask, impossible to get back his life if the rest of the world around him moved on too. The world, time, it moved on without him, and Ran was sent to a life of waiting for someone she never knew was always there. The only thing that could save him was the non-existent antidote. Would he really have to move on and live out a life that wasn't his and shouldn't exist? Shinichi Kudo a would be 22 year old detective. Conan Edogawa an 11 year old detective wannabe. Shinichi Edogawa? Conan Kudo? Shinichi? Conan? He was a stranger to himself now. A stranger to the world.

A/N short I know but it's supposed to be.

It takes me ages to write/type so be thankful I did something.

Please Review! Next chapter shouldn't take too long, bye bye for now.