Chapter 10 Please read and enjoy.

Kaito sighed as he walked through the empty streets, it gave him chills. At least he was away from that Haibara girl. Her aura was…scary. It reminded him of something…something bad.

With a scoff, he shook his head and glanced around, it had become a habit…looking over his shoulders every few moments. Satisfied that no shadow was going to jump out and drag him to the depths of hell, he continued walking. The Kudo mansion came into view, the thief sighed in relief, almost there.

He was about to open the iron gates when he saw they were shut tight. Okiya-san had given him the key to the front door but none for the gate.

With a curse he backed up and studied it. It was a few feet taller than himself, it was fairly easy to jump over…strange…when did he learn to scale a gate? With a final shrug, Kaito put his satchel in his mouth and leaped into the air, grabbing on to the pointed tips. With a swift motion, he pulled himself up, swinging his legs in and let go, landing without sound.

"That was easy." Kaito muttered with a smirk, he looked back. Was someone watching him? His breathing grew quick as he glanced around, but saw nothing. With one final look, he turned to walk down the long front path. He took a deep breath as he continued walking, he still felt a presence. It was still really close.

Calm down, the gates are locked remember? Whoever it is can't get in calm down. He told himself over and over, the door was getting closer but so was the presence. He stopped for a second and listened, there was nothing. Maybe it was just his imagination after all, but he ran anyway.

His footsteps made soft thuds as he ran towards the mansion; it still seemed so far away, he ran faster. His hands reached into the uniform's pocket and found the key. He slammed it into the knob and twisted, the telltale click on the door opening earned a sigh of relief from the thief.

He twisted the knob and pushed through in an almost panicked motion. He stopped, spotting the single piece of glass reflecting off his fake glasses. He cursed, ripping the glasses off his face, viciously cutting through the flesh on his cheek. The former thief took the monocle and fixed it in place. Without the monocle…he felt so…naked…so insecure…so …vulnerable…..

He clenched his fist tight as a bit of blood made a scarlet streak down the side of his face.

"GOTCHA, YA BASTARD!" He froze in shock at the sudden voice. Someone really was following him. It was Japanese, but it sounded strange. Perhaps Osaka-ben?

He began turning his head to see who the voice belonged to when some blur of black (A.N that's the color of Heiji's school uniform right?) and he felt the wind being knocked out of him.

Kaito let out an indignant yelp as he and his attacker landed on the floor with a loud crash. He tried to fight his way out of the guy's hold on him when his attacker lifted his arms and grabbed his shoulders, pushing him down hard against the wooden floor. He cursed lightly as his head hit the surface. His vision was getting brown at the edges. He began to panic, was he going to die? Did the dangerous people get to him? Was he going to die without going what the hell happened?

"NO one messes with Kudo's house, ya son of a bit-"His attacker began in the same accent with fury. He opened his eyes, trying to get his damn vision to focus on the person currently on top of him. His eyes widen as he stared up at his attacker's face. He was barely older than him. But…that accent…it was familiar….not in a good way.

"K-Kaitou Kid?" This made his heart beat faster, but in confusion instead of horror. Kaitou Kid? Isn't that the thief Sonoko-san was talking about? Why…..

Heiji gaped as he continued staring at the teen shaking under him. He raised an eyebrow, Kid….wouldn't act like this….the thief that was currently pinned down by him was trembling and staring up at him with really wide eyes, full of fear.

"What da hell are ya do-"Heiji began, raising an arm clenched tight. He froze, watching Kid's reaction. The thief's eyes had widened even more when the kansai detective raised his arm. He closed his eyes tightly, turning his head; as if waiting for Heiji was punch him in the face.

"Oi…" He stopped again when he heard someone clear their throat softly. He looked up, seeing the guy that was currently living in Kudo's house. The engineering student was standing at the kitchen doorway.

"Okiya-han…" He whispered, and looked down at the shaken Kid in confusion. What the hell?

Okiya walked across the hall and made his way towards Heiji. He landed an arm on his shoulder and gently pushed him off of the thief.

"Kaito-kun…" He whispered softly. Heiji raised an eyebrow…Kaito? Okiya took a deep breath and started to shake the thief gently.

Kid opened his eyes, they were still frighten and unsure. He sat up and avoided Heiji's sharp gaze.

"Kaito-kun, go upstairs and I'll take care of this." He said firmly. The magician under the moonlight didn't need to be told twice. He was up and out of the door in a matter of seconds. The thumping of his footsteps stopped with the slam of a door on the third floor.

"What da hell is Kid doing here?" Heiji demanded the moment he knew Kid was out of ear-shot.

"It's none of your business." Okiya looked unshaken at his fury, which only made him more pissed.

"H-Hattori?" He twirled around to see Kudo standing at the open doorway, eyes wide.

"K-kuahhhh…Conan?" He walked up to the little shrimp, grabbing the front of his blue blazer.

"What the hell Hattori?" Conan yelled in his face, ignoring the fact that there was an adult present.

"That's what I should be sayin'. Why is there a thief in ya house?" He hissed quietly, hoping the engineering student couldn't hear.

Conan's eyes widened again and he looked at Okiya for confirmation. A silent nod was the reply. He cursed under his breath.

"You found out?" He whispered, Heiji let go off his jacket and the boy fell onto the floor with a thump.

"Ya and I sure don't know why he's wearin' your uniform!" He retorted, glaring at the staircase.

"He's…..not…he's not Kid…at least not the Kid we know…" He looked away, the sunlight creeping through the shades reflected off his glasses, not showing any emotion.

"W-what do ya mean?" The kansai detective raised an eyebrow. He heard Okiya sigh from behind him.

"I'll go get us some refreshments since this might take some time." He left for the kitchen.

"Hattori you remember the serial murders in that mansion a few weeks ago….?"

Kaito slammed his current bedroom door shut, sliding to the door. Who was that person? Was he one of them? He seemed familiar though….

The former thief took a shuddering breath, putting a hand to his chest, grabbing the fabric tightly. His heart was beating really quickly and it wouldn't slow. But he guess t that was better than no heartbeat at all and let it beat faster.

He was panting now and his heart only got faster, was he hyperventilating? Strange…he felt more relaxed than panic, knowing that his heart was beating and he was alive. Maybe he should let it beat faster….

He began taking deep breathes though, after his vision was getting red and brown at the edges. He got up and began walking toward the bed in unsteady footsteps. With a sigh of relief, he fell onto the soft embrace of pillows and blankets. He was so tired…maybe he should rest…

Kaito opened his eyes and gasped as he looked down. He was in the air, carried by a pair of white wings. The buildings below him show in all colors. It was a beautiful. Strange…this view was familiar. As if he has seen if many times before. He shrugged and let the wind take him across the night sky, window lights twinkled like stars and he turned to the side, going in between buildings.

He let out a small chuckle as the wind played with his spiky hair. A small object whipped around and hit his face lightly. He glanced down and saw that it was his monocle, the monocle he treasured since he woke up.

He looked down again; he was wearing gloves…white gloves. He looked at his arms in confusion, chills slowly creeping in. His sleeves where white, with a hint of royal blue from his undershirt…this color…he had seen it somewhere…

Suddenly the night scene below him changed. The dark blue of the sky and red and rainbow colors of city lights disappeared abruptly. Replacing it was the color red and black. The gentle breeze was gone and in its place was a violent storm, it blew at his body and suddenly the wings that were holding him up disappeared. He began falling towards the red at the bottom. He turned his head in panic and saw that the white wings had disappeared and black things began falling around him.

Black Feathers

He hit the sea of red at the bottom. The impact was loud, his body began descending rapidly. He was falling further and further down. His heart beat faster, the only hint that he was still alive. His lungs were screaming for air. He opened his mouth and red bubbles flew into his vision. Was he dying?

After the bubbles disappeared, so did the water, he could breathe again. He red was replaced by darkness that had gaps. The gaps were filled with light. He tried to peer through the tiny gaps and saw blurry figures.

A dark figure and a boy…a boy that barely looked seven. He looked like someone too.

Suddenly there was a scream.

He gasped as the figure threw the boy to the ground. Another blurry moment passed and now the figure was holding a knife against the boy's neck. The little child's expression was filled with horror.

There was a sick sound of wetness. The figure's knife was embedded into the boy's abdomen. The child screamed in pain as blood splattered across his face. Another blurry pause and all Kaito could hear was the continuous sound of blade meeting flesh and the occasional splatter of something unpleasant.

Kaito's hands went to his mouth, covering it from making any sound of horror. He wanted to help the boy, he really did, but he couldn't move. He was frozen in place. He almost yelled out in horror as something warm splattered through the gaps in the darkness and onto his paling face. It trickled down and he smelled copper. O-oh…god…

The blurriness was cleared and he made a small sound. The figure was still cutting the boy up, and the boy had ceased making any screams. He looked defeated, but his eyes still held the same expression. For a moment, the child's eyes met Kaito's His eyes screamed "help", but the thief stayed frozen.

"S-stop..." The child managed before the figure grabbed his bloody body by the neck and pushed his face into the nearby bathtub. The boy immediately began flailing around, trying to get out of the figure's hold. His arms went around wildly trying to get free. Then his legs as he became more desperate.

Slowly the boy's actions ceased and he hung limply at the figure's hold. The tub of water turning red as his wounds stained it. The figure gave a satisfied chuckle. It sounded neither human nor beast. Could it be the devil?

The figure dropped the boy onto the ground, another blurry moment and it was cleared again. The boy was on the floor, obviously dead. His eyes were still open, that was the horrible part. His eyes blue and hollow, wide with silent horror. They will never be filled with life ever again.

They screamed "Why? Why? Why? Why didn't you save me? I could have lived if you helped me. Why?"

Kaito backed away as far as he could, but wherever he was, was tight and small, he couldn't really move. He closed his eyes tight, but the image was still fresh in his mind, the boy's expression still haunting his mind.

He whimpered and clutched his head, shaking it hard.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, STOP!" He whispered. Suddenly there was a noise from outside of where he was. He gasped and peered out, trying to avoid the gaze of the dead boy.

The figure was coming towards him.

"N-no, NO!" His voice came out hoarse and tired. The figure continued anyway, its arms still tight on the bloodied knife; he was raising it into a striking position. Kaito gasped again and tried to back up even more but there was no room.

Whatever was keeping him away from the devil before was now open. The darkness disappearing, leaving only light, exposing him to this crazed killer. The figure's face was blurred yet again but he could see it raised the arm with the knife and bring it down. His vision turned red.

Kaito screamed.

End of chapter 10…yes I am so mean. First attempt on nightmares and horror...so...do I pass? Was that good? Please Review! XD