Hi! Here is the first actual chapter, technically the second. But who cares? Not me! Anyways, I hope you enjoy this, don't expect all chapters to be this long, either. And I apologize ahead of time for the language.

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"Conan-kun! It's time to get up. You don't want to be late!" Ran called through the door Conan shared with Kogoro Mouri.

It was probably 6:30, or around that time. It was normally at that time Ran would wake Conan up, and to this day she has never failed to do so. Conan sat up, yawning and stretching. 'Sometimes I think mornings shouldn't start until noon.' he thought. He hadn't slept well. His excitement of a possible cure, combined with Kogoro's abnormally loud snoring, and you had one tired kid.

But Conan Edogawa was not a normal kid. He was really Shinichi Kudo, seventeen year-old detective, savior of the Japanese Police Force. He had been forced to take an experimental drug designed to kill by two men in black. But instead of being killed, he was shrunk down to that of a seven-year old, and assumed the identity of Conan Edogawa.

'But that's all over now,' thought Conan as he sat down at the table, waiting for Ran to finish cooking breakfast. 'They have been brought down, and a cure is being made as we speak. It was lucky for us that those goons had the list of ingredients for the original Apotoxin 4869 that I took.'

But just then, Ran came into the room, carrying breakfast in her hands. She set the plate of food down before sitting down herself. "Dig in, guys!" she said. Kogoro and Conan dove in immediately. Kogoro was probably just hungry, but Conan loved the taste of Ran's food. It was the most amazing food that he'd ever had. If it was made by Ran, it was guaranteed to be delicious.

Conan looked up from stuffing his face to see Ran looking at him oddly. It was a look of sadness and caring at the same time. "Why are you looking at me like that, Ran-neechan?" Conan asked innocently.

That seemed to get Ran's attention. "Hm? Oh, Conan-kun, I'm going to miss you so much when you leave! Are you sure your parents wouldn't let me keep you?" she joked, laughing a little.

Conan chuckled along with her, some part of him knowing she might actually be serious. "Sorry, Ran-neechan. I was only a loan!" That made them laugh a little more, before Ran became serious.

She smiled sadly at him before sighing. "I know. It's just, you're practically my little brother! I'm just going to miss you!"

Kogoro snorted. "Thank God the twerp isn't your brother. Then we'd be stuck with him for good." he mumbled, loud enough that Ran was able to hear him, not to mention Conan.

"Otou-san! That was rude!" Ran said as she scolded him. "Apologize to Conan-kun this minute!" she demanded.

"Why should I?" asked Kogoro, "It's not like it hurt him. I mean, look at him! Still smiling and all that good-mood crap."

The conversation continued on like this for a few minutes, before Ran got up, saying they were going to be late. She grabbed Conan by the hand, and they set out for school.

"All right, class, time to take attendance." Ikada-sensei said, getting down to business as soon as the bell rang to begin class.

Shizu Ikada wore her red hair down most days, as she did today, and normally dressed in darker clothes. Like today, a black pencil skirt and a white dress shirt, black earrings and necklace, and black high heels.

Shizu Ikada was a smart, caring woman with a sharp tongue. That is, if you were one of her favorites, she was. Other wise, she was mean, cold, and angry. There were only two students who saw her better side in over ten years: Conan Edogawa and Ai Haibara.

Shizu Ikada normally didn't play favorites, but these two were special. She didn't know how, but they were. They were more...intelligent, than their fellow peirs. She had suggested to them once, that they take a higher placement test, but both had denied her proposal.

So she did what she could to help them. If they were distracted during class, she would not get them in trouble. She would sneak them text books from the upper grades for them. She also lent Haibara any chemistry books, beakers and test tubes, and chemical substances she asked for. Shizu Ikada was the closest, uninvolved person, to discovering their secret. Sometimes, they thought she knew.

"Conan Edogawa?" she called nicely.

"Here, Ikada-sensei!" Conan called in response.

"Genta Kojima!" she called angrily. Genta was not one of her favorite students. It was a rumor that she prayed everyday for Genta to transfer schools.

"Here." he called back lazily.

"Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya."

"Here, Sensei!"

"Ayumi Yoshida."

"I'm here today, Ikada-sensei!" Ayumi replied happily.

"Ai Haibara?" she questioned.

There was complete silence in the second grade class room that she taught.

"Ai Haibara?" she questioned once again.

And again, no response but the breathing of seven and eight year-olds.

"Does anyone know what has been keeping Haibara-chan out of school? She hasn't been here all week yet, and it's already Friday."

Of course, Conan did know where she was. Sort of. But it wasn't like he could raise his hand and say, "I know where she is! She went to Brazil to collect a rare ingredient to make a cure for us!"

No, that would raise some suspicion. Not from Ikada-sensei, who knew there was something different about them. No, he was pretty sure that his classmates would wonder the most. As far as they knew, Conan Edogawa and Ai Haibara were normal children, if not a little weird.

So Conan shook his head along with the rest of the class. Ikada-sensei seemed to look right at him before continuing on with the day's lesson plan.

It was after school when Conan got the news.

He had been working on his other homework from Ikada-sensei. It wasn't the homework with problems like 2x2, but questions like 624 divided by 12(52). Ikada-sensei gave him the extra homework on the promise that he showed her how well he did on it on Monday. It was good that he got it because it kept his mind sharp, for when he returned to high school.

They had finished dinner about twenty minutes ago, and went their separate ways. Kogoro went out drinking, Ran went to do chores along with some of her homework, and Conan went to do his so it was out of the way.

The Office phone rang, and before Ran even had a chance to answer it, Conan already had. "Mouri Detective Agency." he said into the phone.

"Kudo-kun." was all that he heard from the other end.

"H-Haibara-san? That you? Are you and Agasa-hakase back already?"

There was a loud sigh. "Yes, it's me. And we're back safe and sound." 'Her voice sounds, odd,' Conan noticed.

"Good, good. Did you find what you needed in Brazil?" he asked

"Yes, we did find what we needed. In fact, that's why I'm calling. It's done."

Conan's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. "Really? But I thought you just got back. How could it be done? Not that I'm complaining." he added quickly.

"Did I say we just got back? Because we didn't. We've been back for since about noon yesterday. I spent all of yesterday afternoon and today working on it. And I'm saying that it's done."

"Since yesterday? Why didn't you say-wait, what? It's done!"

Haibara giggled, something the old Haibara never would have done. "Isn't that what I said? Say your goodbyes to Mouri-san, and get over here!"

The only think he heard after that was a dial tone. She had hung up on him. But before Conan could dwell on that, Ran appeared next to him, asking, "Who was on the phone?"

"Agasa-hakase," Conan lied, "He said that my parents were coming to pick me up as we speak, and will be there at his house in an hour. He said I have to say goodbye and come to his house as soon as I can."

Conan hated lying to her, but what choice did he have at the moment? He would tell her the entire truth when he was back in her life as Shinichi, not Conan.

But Ran seemed to be coming to tears. She was losing her little brother, so she had the right to cry. "Oh, okay. Well, are you all packed? Do you want me to walk you over to Agasa-hakase's house?" she asked. You could hear that she was close to tears.

"Yes, Ran-neechan, I'm packed. Most of my stuff is already there, I just have one small bag upstairs. And would you mind, Ran-neechan? Walking me over, I mean. I don't want to be alone."

"Alright. Go get you're bag and we'll go." she whispered, tears starting to fall from her eyes.

Conan raced to his room and back, a small bag in his hand when he came back down. "Alright, Ran-neechan, I'm ready." he said, putting on his shoes.

Ran put on her shoes as well, and they headed out the door. Ran grabbed his hand and held it tightly, wanting to never let go, but knowing she would have to.

The walk through the streets to Dr. Agasa's house was a quiet one. They were enjoying the final moments they would have with each other. Ran was just gazing at the boy who had become her younger brother, who knew so much, despite his young age. He always knew just what to say to make her forget about that baka Shinichi.

And, surprisingly, Shinichi was going to miss being Conan. He was going to miss hanging around with Ayumi and the others, being able to knock Kogoro out, and being able to hug Ran without having a reason to do so. He might miss bathing with Ran also, but only a little.

And before they knew it, they were there. They stood for a minute in complete silence for a few seconds before Ran broke the silence. "So, Conan-kun, do you want me to wait for your parents with you?"

Conan looked up at her, smiling sadly. "No, Ran-neechan, I'll be okay. Besides, it's getting kind of dark, and Oji-san will probably be home soon. Well, at your house, I mean."

"Alright." she said softly, her voice sad. An awkward moment followed. Neither knew what to say now. Goodbye is a hard thing to prepare for.

But it wasn't long before Ran let go of Conan's hand and knelt to the ground, pulling him to her for a hug. "Promise me you'll be good, alright Conan-kun? And that you won't give your Okaa-san or Otou-san any trouble, and you'll just be a good boy and never get into too much trouble, okay?"

"Hai, Ran-neechan. I promise." They were quiet for a minute, still embracing on the street. It was a moment before Conan asked, "Ran-neechan, will I ever see you again? I mean, you'll be here in Japan and I'll be somewhere overseas..."

"Of course we will, Conan-kun." she said confidently. "Distance means nothing to family. And that's what you are to me, so never forget it, okay? And if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask." She squeezed him a little tighter.

"Alright, I won't." They hugged for a few minutes more, not wanting to let go. But they finally broke apart. And Ran still kneeling on the ground, Conan reached up and gave Ran a small kiss on the cheek.

Ran gave a small gasp and put her hand to her cheek. "Bye bye, Ran-neechan!" Conan called before grabbing his bag and running into Dr. Agasa's house.

Ran stood up silently, looking at the door to which Conan disappeared through. Her hand still on her cheek she whispered, "Good bye, Otouto-san(1)" and turned away from the house, walking towards her home.

Conan walked into Dr. Agasa's house, slamming the door in the process. "Agasa-hakase, Haibara-san, I'm here!" He took off his super-kick shoes and flung his bag down next to them.

"We're in here, Shinichi-kun." Dr. Agasa called. Conan followed where he thought the professor's voice had come from, and found them in the living room. He stared at the occupants of the room. Well, not both of them. Dr. Agasa looked normal, it was Haibara who looked different. And different was an understatement.

Because little-girl Haibara wasn't there. Instead, standing next to Dr. Agasa was a young woman. She was wearing khaki pants and a maroon colored shirt, short-sleeved shirt, appropriate for the warmer weather they were having. She looked to be Haibara, only older. She had the shoulder length hair, and the same colored eyes. The woman wore a happy expression that had been almost permanent on the child Haibara's face.

It didn't take a moron to guess what had happened, and Shinichi Kudo was no moron.

"You tested it! It works?" Conan cried out in shock.

Haibara smiled at him. 'Still have to get used to a smiling Haibara.' Conan thought. "Of course I tested it! Did you think I wouldn't want to return to normal?" she asked, without a hint of bitterness.

"Well, I wasn't sure. I thought you might want to start your life over."

Haibara shook her head. "Now that those bastards are in custody, I can breathe easier. It's safe to return to normal now!"

"She's right, Shinichi-kun. With the men in black gone, you can go back to school..." Dr. Agasa trailed off.

And Conan picked up. "...and talk with Ran again, and take credit for the cases I solve, and have no need to ask people to get stuff that's too high for me to reach..."

"...and have a life again. We could stand around making a list of benefits all night, or we could have Kudo-kun take the cure and let him figure them out." Haibara said, sounding slightly irritated.

"I'll take the cure!" Conan called out happily.

"Thought so. Now before you take it, you need to know the risks. The survival rate is 13%" Haibara said seriously, looking at Conan as she spoke.

"Th-Thirteen percent? Really!" Conan said, wondering if he was going to die.

Haibara dropped her serious act. "Nope. I just like messing with you. The real survival rate is 94%. It's pretty much guaranteed that you'll survive!"

Conan glared at Haibara. "I hate you, you know that? Convince me I'm going to die, why don't you!"

"Well, I just did, so ha. And if you hate me, you probably won't accept this from me." she said, holding the little blue and white pill just out of his reach above his head.

"You know, I think I liked the old Haibara better. At least she wouldn't tease me like this." Conan mused out loud as he was jumping for the pill that was out of his reach.

"Shinichi-kun, you haven't asked a certain question." Dr. Agasa interrupted. The two stopped their little keep away game and looked over at the professor. They had forgotten he was there, he was so quiet.

"What question is that?" Shinichi asked, puzzled.

"Why, if it actually works! That one, my boy." he answered.

"True. So, does it?" Conan asked.

"I've been in my real body all week, so we're assuming it does." Haibara answered.

Conan looked outraged. "You were here, and not Brazil the whole time? Why lie to me?" he asked.

Dr. Agasa answered his question. "We said a cure would be completely possible now. We just didn't say when. If it wasn't the cure, we didn't want you to get your hopes up, Shinichi-kun."

"Alright, I see your point. May I take the damn pill now?" he asked, slightly irritated.

Haibara went from carefree to all business. "Hai. Agasa-hakase, hand him his clothes. We swiped them from your house earlier, Kudo-kun, if you're wondering. Now, you should not be rendered unconscious, but if you are, it will only last a few minutes.

"Nausea and dizziness will occur almost immediately after ingesting the pill. Headaches will be common afterwards, due to the sudden change of height, therefore perspective. Pain is also a given. Any other symptoms and I'll need to run tests. Now, I need a blood sample before and after the pill in ingested, for reference. Am I allowed to draw blood?" Haibara said quickly.

Conan nodded his head as a bag was put in his left hand, a needle in his right arm, and a bunch of thought in his head. 'It's finally done! No more Conan, hello Kudo!" he thought.

"I'm done taking a sample, so you're free to go take it. I'd take it in the bathroom, if I were you. And if you're not out of there in fifteen minutes, we're coming in to check on you."

Conan nodded his head in acceptance. Walking out of the room and down the hall, he entered the bathroom. It was a small room, containing one sink, cabinet, toilet, and shower. The tile on the floor was white, as was everything else in the room, except for the blue shower curtain and rug. There was a mirror above the sink, a round mirror, to be exact.

Conan shut the door behind him, locking it so they couldn't come barging in on him. He set the pill on the cabinet and put on the clothes that were in the bag.

He ended up putting on a pair of jeans and a red t-shirt. He recognized the shirt. It had been a birthday present from Ran a year or two ago(2).

He took a deep breath before grabbing the pill and shoving it in his mouth. He didn't even have time to form a coherent last thought before he landed on the tiled floor with a thud.

Dr. Agasa and Haibara were waiting out in the living room, both impatient for any sign that the antidote was a success. Or a failure.

Dr. Agasa kept glancing at the digital clock in the room, then at the hall where Conan disappeared down. He was worried about him. "Haibara-san, do you think we should check on him? It's been ten minutes already..."

"No, Agasa-hakase. I gave him fifteen minutes. Besides, he probably hasn't come out because he's to busy puking his guts out. An unfortunate side effect-"

But Haibara never got to finish what she was saying, for she was interrupted by a loud scream.

"!"

"That's coming from the bathroom! But that's not right, the highest point of pain should have been immediately after swallowing! That means...Damn! Kudo-kun!" Haibara shouted, running out of the living room towards the bathroom. Dr. Agasa followed her after a second.

Haibara got to the closed bathroom door. She called through the door, "Kudo-kun! Are you alright? What happened?"

She wasn't sure, but she thought she heard heavy panting and, "Ehhhhhhhhhhhh!" through the thick wooden door.

"Kudo! Say something, dammit!" she practically shouted to him. She tried opening the door, but it was locked. She looked at Dr. Agasa. "On three, we bust down the door. Got it?" she questioned.

The professor nodded once. They got ready. "One, two, THREE!" she called as they slammed into the door with their shoulders, breaking the hinges. The door fell to the floor with a crash. Haibara rubbed her injured shoulder as she took a glance around the room, looking for Shinichi.

Haibara nearly screamed when she finally did find him. It certainly wasn't what she was expecting to happen, if something were to go wrong.

Because sitting against the cabinet was a girl. She looked to be about eighteen, or around there. She had long brown hair that fell to her shoulders, and deep blue eyes you could get lost in. On her face was an expression of pure horror, mixed with confusion, and a sprinkle of complete shock. She looked like she was hyperventilating. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans that were slightly to long, and a red, button-up t-shirt that looked like it didn't fit right.

Haibara could only guess who it was. And she prayed that she was wrong. "Kudo..kun?"

Alright, there it is. I know, it wasn't a great chapter, but oh well. And there will be humor in the next chapter, probably.

(1) Otouto-san refers to someone else's little brother, not yours. So, in this sense, Ran is basically saying, "Goodbye, boy who is like a brother." Not the exact translation, I know, but it works.

(2) The shirt Ran was going to give Shinichi in the first movie, the one with all the bombs.

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