A/N

Is it a bit too early for me to go ahead and post another chapter? Answer; No, no it's not. So here is the next chapter!

"He didn't do anything to you, did he?" Haibara asked him, who questioned her with a "Huh?" They were at the Agasa Residence, and the two shrunken teens were just chilling. Refilling her tea, Haibara looked at him. "That Charlie guy," she said and cocked her head to the side.

"Ah… Him. He didn't do anything bad to me," Conan said, a smile on his face. "The only damage I got was from Castello. He kept going on and on and on about me being Kudou Shinichi and me knowing you."

Haibara let out a hum. "Oh, and I heard from Megure-keibu that he… also suspects me because I'm really close to you. Could you please elaborate what he meant by that?"

Haibara looked at him over her small glass and set it down. "Let's just say that he knows more than he should now that he'd come into contact with one of the Organization members," she concluded. Conan gave her an unimpressed look.

'I guess that's her version of Need Not to Know, huh?' Conan mused. "More importantly," Haibara said, taking out some papers. "What is it? Is the antidote finished?" Conan asked, hopeful. "No," she deadpanned, "but I got a letter from Mister Kaitou KID, yours truly."

Conan grumbled something before reading the papers she lent him. It was a heist notice and some pictures of the next target. "Oi, oi, are you saying that you dug into some info?" he asked, spreading the papers on the table. "Why would I? It's your job to crack his silly riddles," she said and set down her tea cup.

"Huh…" Conan said and went back to looking at the pictures. It was a light coloured sapphire, which was rare, carved into an intricately made necklace. There was a picture of his mother wearing it in one of the papers.

"How the heck did he get my mom's picture?" Conan mumbled as he immediately started cracking the riddle.

Kaito was at school, cleverly avoiding Hakuba's rants about him hating blonds and the sick rainbow colours and glitter he used just a few minutes ago on the said detective. No, it wasn't a sickly colour. It was a beautiful one. 'But I guess, it doesn't matter to ol' lil' Hakuba-kun,' he mused.

"Kuroba-kun!" Hakuba called and stopped because Aoko suddenly came up behind him and hit his head with a hard cover book. "Hakuba! Stop pestering him! He's been through rough times, you know?" she said, pouting.

Hakuba shrugged. "It doesn't change the fact that he painted my hair into a glittering rainbow!" he huffed. "Those stuff would probably only last for one day!" Aoko told him. Kaito held up three fingers and gave them a sidelong look.

"Three weeks, at least," he said.

Later that day, Kaito was more than giddy. He couldn't wait until he could see his little detective again. Kaito knocked on the door to the Mouri Agency Office to find Ran inside and Kogoro watching Okino Yoko or something. "Ah, Kuroba-kun!" Ran said from the kitchen-like space.

"Hello, Mouri-chan," he said with a wide grin. "Is Conan here?"

"Ah, he said that he'll be staying at Agasa's tonight," she said apologetically. "Ah, I see. It's the one next to Kudou Manor, right?" Kaito said with a wide grin, hiding his disappointment. Ran nodded. "Should I call him in advance? To tell them that you're gonna go visit?"

"No need to bother. I came here on an impulse anyway," he said before leaving once again. Sneaking his way into the professor's house, he found his little detective asleep on the couch, papers fluttering on the floor underneath him.

Curious, he picked up the papers and smirked. "My, my, Kai-nii-san is being a petty little thief, smiling at the boy he admires," came a nonchalant voice that startled him. He didn't even sense the scientist's presence on the couch across the one Conan slept on.

"Ojou-san…" Kaito said, face slightly pink in embarrassment. "Since when were you—?!"

"Since you started walking towards the window and opened it easily as if there were no systems rigged in there," she said, flipping through her magazine, sipping her tea. She didn't even need to look up to see who the intruder was.

"Well, I'd understand if you'd wanted to come in and take him away. I can't really stand seeing him sleep on the couch peacefully like that," she said, finally looking up her magazine. "I'd rather put him to bed, but I'm just a kid."

'She's definitely hinting on something there,' Kaito mused, eyeing her every move. She sipped her tea before saying, "What're you waiting for?"

"Eh?"

"Take him to the Kudou Manor before he wakes up. I've been telling him to rest up, but he won't listen. Lock him up in there if you have to," she said nonchalantly, which made Kaito wonder. Then again, she probably knew that her cover was blown since the incident with Castello.

He gave her one of his widest KID grins and gently scooped up the detective and picked up the papers. "Well then, ojou-san, I shall be leaving with my princess… Until we meet again," he bowed deeply and walked towards the front door.

Haibara smirked, and closed the magazine once the magician was out. She took the tray which had Conan's tea cup and disposed of the pack saying 'sugar', smiling when she remembered that he didn't eve suspect a thing.

In truth, that pack didn't have sugar in it.

"Now, Kai-nii-san," she muttered to herself. "I wonder if you'll forgive me for giving sleeping powder on him?"

He could feel it in the back of his head, nudging him in his sleep. It felt familiar. Being in the solid warmth felt undeniably familiar. He felt himself say something, but couldn't place what it was that he mumbled. Then there was the shaking—the rocking—and that melody.

A melody he knew his mom would sing to him, as she spoke with another man.

Was that his dad? Upon closer inspection, he didn't feel that to be his dad, but he felt that, judging by the way his mother spoke to him, the man was someone she knew very well. He felt the man say something, and his mother giggle at what he said.

And then he heard his father coming into the space and said something… And he could feel himself wake up.

Fabric was the first thing he saw. Fabric, a warm hand on his body, and the familiar softness of his bed in Kudou Manor. He was surprised to see Kaito in the bed with him, a hand keeping him from moving away. "Kai-nii-san?!" he half-whispered.

"What is it, Conan-kun?" he asked, sounding drowsy. "What are you doing here?!" he asked, still half-whispering. "I'm having a sleepover. Now would you please be quiet and sleep?"

'How can I sleep in the same bed as a guy in my own bed?!' Conan thought, furious. But he felt as if it were something the two naturally and occasionally do. There was another grunt and Kaito shifted his position so that Conan's hair would touch his lips, how he'd do it after they had intense intercourse. Conan blushed.

Then, he started humming. "A lullaby? Really?" he said with an eye-roll, yet he didn't stop. His head throbbed and he couldn't tell if it was from the closeness with the magician, or if it was from the melody, or from his tiredness.

"It's a song my mom used to sing to me."

It came harder than he was used to, and he winced at the pain it brought him. A hand went on to the place where it throbbed most painfully, and he found himself snuggling into the magician. The vibration his chest made when he was singing was comforting to him, and he slowly went back to sleep.

"Sleep well, Tantei-kun," Kaito said when he finally noticed that Conan was fast asleep. Stealing a kiss, one slow and deep kiss, he pressed his little detective closer against his chest, continuing the lullaby his father taught him once.

It was a lullaby he shared with Shinichi.

"Hello, Conan-kun," he said and Conan looked at him in disgust. He was bound and gagged, and he was starting to strip him. "Hmm," he said as his fingers feel every dip and curve of his body, and he couldn't help but shudder in disgust.

No way would he let this man feel him that easily.

He tried to avoid the hands that touched him as much as he could, but he couldn't avoid it all. He felt the man's annoyance, and a hand trailed his jawline. "What do you want?" he said, his voice cold and scolding.

He tried to speak, but his mouth was gagged. Only muffles were heard. The man chuckled. 'Sickening…' Conan thought, frightened. "If you don't tell me what you want…"

Then everything happened at once. At first, it was Ran, then Aoko, then the detective boys, then… "Oh, that one's not dead yet," he said coldly. Indigo eyes glinted in the darkness, fear and tiredness reflected within.

"I want him…" he whispered in his ear, nibbling the shell in a seductive manner that made him want to puke, "to watch as I take you away." Then he was spread bare in front of him, and those hands traveled over him.

The touching goes on, and Conan did his best to thrash around and shake the man off, but his attempts were futile. It was just a matter of time—

"Shinichi!" he heard as he tried to breathe in air. He looked into the indigo eye that stared at his azure ones like none other. "K-Kai…to…" he whispered, still trying to even out his breathing. Kaito lifted him easily and let him clutch at the shirt he wore as he tried to calm himself.

He didn't even realize that he'd called him by his teenage self's name. He just wanted to shake off that disgusting feeling of being felt by unknown hands. A bile rose out in his throat, and he managed to croak out "B-b-bath—"

And Kaito was immediately in the bathroom, helping him ease up as he hurled into the toilet bowl.

Kaito gave him a warm glass of water, mixed with some honey. It was something that could help him ease up faster, usually. "Feeling better?" the magician asked, watching the absentminded little detective curled up under a blanket.

He nodded weakly and gratefully sipped the honey-mixed warm water. His throat was killing him, and the ghost of his dream was just… haunting. Kaito draped an arm over his shoulder in a comforting way, and closed his eyes when he heard his detective sigh and lean into his warm embrace.

"If you want, you can tell me about it anytime, alright?" he said. Conan nodded and, with a small voice almost a whisper, he told him his dream until he fell asleep once more. Kaito had a burning anger in his gut, and yet, he couldn't leave the little detective at the moment.

Setting the empty glass onto the table, he picked the detective up and laid him on the bed.

"Take him to the Kudou Manor before he wakes up. I've been telling him to rest up, but he won't listen. Lock him up in there if you have to," he remembered the small scientist said, and he knew that this was what she probably meant by unable to rest.

"Don't worry Shinichi," he said right in the detective's ear, "I'll protect you from all the bad guys out there who wants to hurt you. I don't care whatever reason you have for breaking up with me, but I swear, if someone gets close to even touching you, I'll kill them with my own hands." He left a growl hanging at the last words before snuggling up beside him.

A/N

Err… EH. Ookay, I sort of lost it there… Sorry for sleepin' on the job? BAH. I need to concentrate. FOCUS. I don't even know if this chapter made any sense (it does, sort of, to me) buuuuuut if you have any complaints, take it to my synapse system which sort of suddenly shut down in the middle of writing…

- To be continued -

Oh, yeah, right, I almost forgot. I'm also gonna post a Legend (by Marie Lu) fic within… Uh, the hour? It's an Omega verse fic with lots of… dark themes. SO! I'm just tellin' you guys, alright?