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If I did I wouldn't have to worry about student loans

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A group of people gathered in the hospital's waiting room, casting worried glances at the door. Even the famous sleeping detective was anxious. "I don't understand," Mouri snarled, "how one little brat could get into so much trouble."

Yes, Shinichi Kudo, or as most knew him, Conan, had once again been shot.

Inwardly Hattori grimaced. He knew exactly how. All of the "detective boys" were there as well as several police officers. Others had slipped in and out of the room, including acquaintances from the cases Mouri had solved. The detective's attention was drawn as another young man slid silently into the room.

The man didn't look all that noticeable. He was slender with light gray eyes and black hair. He seemed to have a face more prone to smiles than frowns.

As the hours passed the group talked quietly among themselves. Heiji found himself conversing with the gray-eyed man. His name, it seemed, was Yukio Tanaka.

Yukio had a quick mind and a wry sense of humor. He was just there to make sure Conan would be all right. Suddenly, he frowned slightly.

Hattori caught the expression. "You all right Tanaka?" he asked.

"I'm fine," the other stated. Yukio looked up at the teen detective. "You ever get that nagging feeling?" he questioned. "You know, like you're forgetting something important."

Heiji nodded. "It happens to everyone once in a while," he drawled.

With a slight shrug Yukio dismissed his thoughts and the two continued their conversation.

A short time later the door swung open to reveal Conan, accompanied by a doctor. The seemingly young detective's arm was in a sling, but his injuries weren't serious.

He was immediately swarmed by people asking about his well-being. Many of them, after realizing the child would be fine, left. Yukio hung on the edges of the crowd.

The crowd calmed as Conan assured them of his well being. The police quickly took his statement of the events leading up to his injury. Once everyone's questions had been answered the meitantei scowled slightly.

The detective of the west regarded his friend. "Hey K-Conan; what's wrong?"

Conan sighed faintly. "The Kid heist," he stated. He gestured to the sling, "It's tonight and I can't do anything like this."

As the Osaken went to comfort him he was cut off by a yell.

"Shit!" Yukio exclaimed. "I can't believe I forgot."

Remembering their earlier conversation Hattori regarded him quizzically; "forgot what?"

"My heist," he hissed. Without another word Kid the phantom thief disappeared in a puff of smoke.

As the law enforcement officers stared at the now empty space Heiji couldn't help but laugh. "Well," he stated, "at least we know he was worried about you."

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I think my next story will be in the RK fandom

We'll just have to wait and see

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