Again, he was brought back by a stranger, the same stranger as the last time even though he was in a different disguise. How do I know? Well, experience. After 10 years or so as a police and later as a detective I'm bound to know these stuff I'm not as stupid as people think I am. The first time the stranger brought Conan back was back when there was Kaito Kid heist and that wasn't more than three days or so ago. For some reason my feelings tell me that the stranger is for sure the Kid, why? I don't know, it's not like he is the only one who can disguise. Maybe because he was gentle in holding the brat, any other person could have just kidnapped him or something. The stranger knew where to drop him like he had known who he is and where he lives, and from what I hear of him he keep tabs on his detectives and the police officers that chase him. Plus anyone that has been to a Kid heist could tell he seems to have a soft spot for the boy.

As for what am I doing today, well let's start off with staring at a gloomy brat who happens to be latched to an even much gloomier bunny. Seriously such bunnies should be banned, if only I knew where he got it from. Why is Conan being such a brat by pouting and giving the angry attitude to me? Well simple, Hattori Heiji had to go back to Osaka at six or something in the morning, when Conan was asleep. He went right after he came back and found the kid safe; he said he'd be back soon probably late today or early tomorrow. I didn't ask him why and he left, just before noon Conan woke up running excitedly to the office thinking that Hattori was still here, saying something about going to the park and ice cream.

And here we are. The reaction of not finding the damn detective has a long time effect, since it's now past one and half and he's still on it.

"Sigh, Alright let's go for some ice cream how about that?"

"…"

"Oh come on! Don't give me the silent treatment. What do you want?"

"…"

"Stop staring will ya, it's not like the damn Osakan would come any faster if you do"

"…"

"Sigh, this is going to be a long day!"

"Park… ice cream…"

"Finally! Alright, we'll go there, better?"

"…"

The two locked the office and went hunting for the ice cream. The café Conan went with Heiji yesterday happened to have some shops on the other side, so as they walked towards the park Conan was window shopping as you might like to refer to it. He'd stop in front of some random exhibited items stare either awed or confused sometimes even disgusted and continue, all the while with the bunny clutched to his side. As Conan lead the way Kogoro followed without a word, even though Conan seemed to be walking more to the side of the park alongside the shops than actually going towards café.

In the middle of their silent march Kogoro saw a figure jogging up to them from the park. He didn't pay it any mind thinking they'd just pass them by, but of course he was wrong.

"Hey, Conan-kun! How are you doing today?"

Even at hearing the stranger talk to him, Conan still didn't abandon viewing the item on the other side of the window. Now that Mouri actually paid attention, he noticed that the boy could pass as Shinichi Kudou at a first glance or at least a brother or a relative.

"And you are?"

The protective father instincts started working; he looked the Kudou look alike suspiciously.

"Me? I'm a friend of his, Right?" He flashed a wide grin at the boy who still had his back to him, "Well, more like Hattori's friend really"

"Hmm, and what do you want from the boy?" *glare*

"Don't worry I'm not going to do anything! I just would like to talk with him for a bit, and maybe play afterwards" Then he turned back to Conan with a still ever growing grin on his face "How about the park were you went with Hattori yesterday?"

Only then did Conan bother turning his head and actually notice the magician.

"…" Without a word he suddenly grabbed Kaito's white shirt with one hand while the other kept its hold on the bunny.

"Conan, are you sure, you want to go with this, this thing?" Kogoro glared at the teen.

"*nod*"

"Don't worry Occhan we'll be with Hakuba Saguru, you've meet him before right?"

"Ah, the brit… BUT I swear do anything and you won't find that head attached anymore!"

"Hai! Got you, but you should make sure you solve your cases. After all I am sure a famous detective such as yourself would have the work over his head, and put your hands and feet in cold water. I'll make sure nothing happens to him!"

"It's you I fear on him from" he mumbled but loud enough for both minors to hear him loud and clear before he went back to the office.

"Hmm, I wonder why he hates me. Did I do something to him?"

"Says the ojisan who disguised as him twice…"

"… You scared me! Talking out of nowhere! At least give a warning"

His only reply was an 'idoit' expression on the boy's face.

"Never mind that, what were you talking about? No matter what angle you like at me from I'm but a teenager, I don't deserve the Ojisan from you *pout* And what did you mean by disguise I never did.."

"Kaito kid-sama spare us the quarrel, 'cause I won't participate."

*smile*"Is that so? Oh well, this'll cut the whole thing then"

"I doubt you even have composed a list of questions to ask in such a short time."

"True"

As he started walking, Conan dropped his hand that held onto the white shirt and brought it up to his throat. On the way, Kaito dared and ask the question bugging him since he heard the story through eavesdropping on the two detectives.

"Say, would you answer me this question?"

"Depends"

"Hmm, in that case you most likely won't…"

"Try"

"Hmm, alright then. What, what happened there?"

"…"

"I guess you won't answer this, huh?"

"…It's just as Hei-nii said, no more no less"

"How did you feel? How did you pass such a hard situation? All the torture and the things that only God knows what they might have done, that you aren't telling"

"…Hmph, Are you blind? This is how I passed it" He said smirking as he pointed at himself.

"That's not what I meant, not who I was talking about" he said in with sincerity showing in his violet eyes, the same eyes he was using to stare at the boy next to him. "I meant you, how did you fare with it?"

At hearing his words, Conan froze in steps, shock shown all over his face as he looked at the teen's eyes.

"What? Did I say something I shouldn't have?" he stopped as well.

…*open mouth*…*close it*

And out of now where his expression changed from shock to genuine smile in a blink, the first he ever managed to do correctly since then and the first for Kaito to see ever including both times of this Conan and the old one. But his eyes displayed sadness, deep, deep sadness and sorrow, ones that you can't even begin to compare them to and old man who has lived and still is in misery for all of his 70 or so years. They held misery and sorrow worth decades.

Decades that are older than him…

'His sapphire coloured eyes took a much deeper level, the blue became so deep and dark to an extent that you'd believe you were looking into the depth of the oceans itself, where everything is so, so lonely. You'd forget yourself in it and this vast, wide, deep sea would gulp you up whole, with no mercy or the like. A tear fell astray out of my eye without even asking permission to flow and down my cheek it went. It didn't bother even informing me until it had already dragged the rest with it, it didn't like to be lonely. That tear didn't like to be alone, not like those eyes. It was afraid of being alone, I was afraid of being ever alone. It scared me. It scared me so bad that I froze in my spot and my tears cascaded down the stream on my once grinning face. I couldn't handle it, I wanted out. I want out. But I couldn't. I can't. By now it was already too late; scratch that, the moment I let myself look at his eyes it was long past late to get out. I'm captivated, I was caught, captured put it anyway you like. The irony, on a heist I'd never be caught then why was I now? Yet, I tried. I tried to put it back. I tried to put back my poker face, but it was futile. My poker face is far from my reach, and as long as I'll be frozen mentally and physically I'll never reach it.

His eyes, those blue orbs… I couldn't stop crying. '*

"Idiot, why are you crying?" he said with the smile still on. "Shouldn't it be I the one to cry?"

Even still, Kaito couldn't stop the tears couldn't talk as he continued weeping like a baby

"But again, I never had tears. Never will, so why cry? Don't worry that incident is nothing, it's but routine, it's but normal. After all it's me you are talking to, right? So don't worry, it doesn't count as an incident with me. After all, It's me, I always end up in such situation, it became part of my daily routine. There is no reason for you to cry. In fact it's quite the contrary, you just made me happy."

"Sniff, sniff, huh? H-how?"

"You just asked about my welfare. You're the first to ever do" His smile broadened even more. As it reached up his cheeks, it forced his eyes to close. And he finally said.

"Thank you"

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.

.

"You've been touching your throat a lot, does it hurt you?"

Kaito remarked as they finally reached their destination, after fifteen minutes walking at ant's pace.

"? Uh, this" He looked at the hand holding his throat "Not hurt it's more like dry, really, really dry."

"If that's the case" Kaito spotted a waiter coming in their general direction as he searched the ground "Excuse me, a bottle of water please"

"At once"

"Alright, until he comes back let's go over the menu"

"…"*swallow saliva**cough*"Ojisan is a liar"

"Huh?"

"Oh well not like I mind.."

"What are you talking about?"

"You said Hakuba is here but I don't see him"

"Here sir"

Kaito thanked the waiter and proceeded into pouring water into the glass and gave it to Conan "But I wasn't, he really is here. He just got himself caught in some case."

"Hmm" After finishing the glass he reached for the bottle. But since it was out of his reach and to Kaito's side, he stood up and from under the table he made his way towards the teen, leaving the bunny on his chair laying on it back. Popping up right between the other's leg, he sat on his lap and adjusted until he became comfortable before reaching for the bottle and re-pouring the clear liquid, without any explanation or warning like he owned or let's rephrase that, like it was a normal thing.

On the other hand Kaito wasn't the least bit comfy. He couldn't help the blush that threatened to show, but all that was discarded as he noticed that Conan was already on his fifth cup.

"Is something wrong? Maybe you're getting sick"

Conan finished his fifth cup in one go, checked his throat with a look of slight confusion and irritation, and then he turned his head to look up at Kaito. He stared for awhile, debating something in his head, and when his had seemingly reached a conclusion he put it into action.

He kissed Kaito.

I AM SO SOOOORRRRYYYYY!

I know I know, this is unexcusable, but you can somehow say I got a writer block for most of the week… And I know this chapter pretty much had nothing and was shorter than the rest T^T

But you see during the break ( or the block) I managed to do quite the number of illustration, though not necessarily all for this story, but I assure you they are mostly Conan realted, check them out and tell me what do you think ^^ Consider them the extra dose to this chapter…

Oh and don't worry, as far as the plot I got the most important thing for the next chapter or two, actually they are supposed to be two but if I found nothing to fell the next with alongside the what I have in mind I might end it up as one chapter, if I manage to get it as I have it in mind I'd say look forward for the next chapter. As much as this was a crappy empty and a filler like chapter the next should end up with some tension and action ( no detailed physical fight if I stumbled upon one, I suck at those)

Actually after I finish this errand I'll try and get starting on it…

*I know I know, sigh again, following the pattern that was supposed to be in italics but I didn't like the way it looked… Sorry for any confusion, for once it was not meant to.

And Sorry for the long notes