A/N: Only two reviews? That saddens me compared to the rest of the chapters, but I still appreciate them. :D Oh, I forgot to mention last chapter, I made an AMV dedicated to this fic. It's on my user account HanyouKagomeMiko on Youtube. Just look up the first one (I'll Always Remember You). It was hard, but I managed to find clips for both Jimmy and Kagome that would fit. I hope you like it! I can't give the link here though. .

Remember Me, Jimmy Kudo

Chapter 8: The Haunted Sheet and Magical Floating Soccerball

After Rachel was done in the shower, which wasn't nearly as entertaining as Kagome's had been, mostly because he could still see Rachel's tears even through the hot water running down her body. It didn't do anything, just making him more sad that he was hiding right under her nose, and yet couldn't tell her. Dammit! He hated seeing her cry the most, he hated seeing her sad... he just wanted her to be happy.

To take his mind off of things as he heard the hairdryer coming from her room, he spotted the white sheet he had seen earlier and grinned. 'Oooooh Richard, looks like you'll be getting another 'haunting'!'

He snickered quietly as he walked into the room, picking up the sheet. He could see himself even if no one else could, so he simply put the sheet over him, before walking out. Richard turned, thinking he had heard movement of some sort.

"I could of sworn I heard something coming from my roo-"

Richard was staring blankly at the floating sheet that was going back and forth around him. He let out a small yelp of surprise, before realizing who it could more than likely be.

"Look brat, if this is your idea of a joke I'll pound you so hard!" Richard exclaimed, eyes narrowing, but Conan rolled his eyes.

'How can you pound me if I'm invisible? Okay, that went in my favor there... he really would if I wasn't.'

He floated high up in the air for a moment, making the private detective jump back onto the couch in surprise. Not even the brat could do something like that, unless there really were hidden wires somewhere in the room.

"Okay, look, no one scares the Richard Moore!" the detective said, gulping as he stood back up, straightening himself up before walking over to the floating sheet, now being eye level with Conan even if he didn't know it. "I know it's just-"

But when Richard pulled the sheet off, he was met with nothing. Even if Conan was floating in the air right in front of him...

Richard saw nothing.

Then he yelled at the top of his lungs, hoping she would hear over the sound of her hairdryer going. "Rachellllllll! We're being haunted!"

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A few days had passed after his first few pranks, but Conan needed more entertainment than that, even if the expression on Richard's face had been priceless, and made him want to have the camera again. It was almost time for Kagome to give him the next potion, and this one still hadn't worn off!

He was twirling a soccer ball in the air now. There weren't very many people out on the streets, and those who were were heading to their jobs. A few people stood completely still, in fear of the (*insert Spongebob's eerie voice here i.e.: when he says 'imagination'*) 'magical floating ball', but quickly brushed the fear off and ran to the nearest hiding spot.

He wasn't too surprised to see Amy, Mitch and George hanging out by the swings in the park. They were all chatting away, but he noticed Amy looked a bit off about something. He inwardly groaned. 'Don't tell me...she's worried about me, too.'

He went from twirling the soccerball, to kicking it with his legs as he walked, sometimes even hitting his head with it but kicking his feet was the way to go. Most kids had already run from the park in fear the floating ball would hit one of them, but not those three. He really had to admit, they were brave for their age.

"Guys, l-look!" Amy stuttered, pointing to the 'magical floating ball'. "A ghost!"

"Please, Amy," Mitch said with a roll of his eyes. "There's no such thing as ghosts."

'Then what am I?' Conan huffed before remembering. 'Oh yeah, invisible...invisible.'

"Then what's making the ball go up in the air like that?" George asked. Even he had developed some courage after their many mysteries together, but he looked pretty scared of the soccerball too.

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it's no ghost!" Mitch said, raising his voice just a little as he looked over at the ball.

'So what, he thinks the ball has a mind of its own or something?' he tilted his head to the side, before catching the ball with one hand, beginning to twirl it again.

"Maybe it's..." Amy spoke up, but immediately went quiet and shrunk behind Mitch, who's face heated up slightly at feeling her so close. A figure was finally starting to materialize, twirling the ball with one finger.

All three of them were left speechless when they saw it was none other than Conan, their friend they had known for a long time now.

Amy was the first to speak up again, but she did it quietly and hesitantly, still hiding behind Mitch.

"C-Conan?"

The boy jumped, soccerball falling from his finger and landing right on his foot. He winced. "Ow...."

"Conan?" she asked again, this time somewhat braver. He gulped and looked their way slowly, noticing the surprised look on their faces as they sat there on the swings.

Uh oh....busted.

A/N: Mwahahaha! :D That's all for now. Oh, I wanted to re-edit this by saying I have three Kagome / Jimmy challenges up. E-mail me if you want to try any of them, because I'd sure love to read a Jimmy / Kagome fic thats not mine. Look at the top of my profile for the list of challenges. More are soon to come! (once I think of some)