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Detective Cat: Ah really? I actually thought of it right on the spot^^ I don't know why but you actually using "KK" makes him come alive to me heh heh. Anyways thanks for reading!

Guest: Oh thanks I didn't realize OO

There was a blast of hot, rushing air that punched them away ferociously. Outside, people were screaming and pointing. Hagh-! Conan smashed against various objects, and amidst the chaos he saw KK and the mysterious girl being swept away also. Something hit his back and he stifled a cry. Opening one eye, and saw that he was being pushed to the windows, and before he knew it he smashed through them. What-! He reached out just in time to latch onto the broken window frame. Shards of glass pierced his hand, and he saw blood seeping onto the broken glass. Dark, black smoke forced their way out and rushed into Conan's face. He coughed, and he tried to find fresh air but there was none.

"Cough." A cough? Conan heard someone cough, someone older and seeming to be on the verge of dying. He looked up, and to his horror saw AA there. H-how is this guy able to live?!

"Y-yamori-chan…" he had a raspy voice, and had multiple injuries on his body but the lively, murderous glint in his eyes stayed. "Now that KK and Soave are gone, I only have you to deal with…" S-soave?! Conan gasped. Isn't that the name of a wine?!

"W-what do you mean by Soave?!" Conan coughed, a desperate look in his eyes.

"A Yamori-chan who's about to die doesn't need to know more information." He rasped out. But the crazed look in eyes suddenly disappeared, and he looked more like a normal person, and more like the victim than the perpetrator. Conan could see that he was in truth tired, and was wary. Of what, Conan didn't know. He flipped out his knife, and said "Yamori-chan, you'll meet KK soon. And Soave. Why dontcha ask them then?" There was a threatening tone in his voice, but his eyes told Conan that he didn't mean it. He didn't want to do it. He raised his knife-held hand, and *Conan gasped inwardly in realization. He was about to stab down on Conan when Conan spoke.

"Ne, Satoru nii-chan." Conan said. Surprise snapped onto AA's face. "Why don't you stop?"

"Wha—"

"You don't want to do it don't you." Conan stared into his eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"You're tired aren't you?"

"I'm no—"

"You want to stop don't you?"

"I..." He started, but he didn't finish. The look on his face revealed everything.

"You can't go back, but you can stop before you get started." Conan said. His eyes bore right into AA, and the "plain, normal person" side of him fought its way out of its chains and broke free. He went a little limp, and the hand that held his knife let go of it, and it fell down to the ground with a cold clank.

"…Yamori-chan." AA sighed nonchalantly. "I wonder how you notice it and no other person does." There was a weak smile of his face. "Come on I'll pull you up, jeez." He took Conan's bloody hand and pulled him in. It was still dark and smoky, but it was better than dangling a few stories above ground.

"Where's KK and Soave." Conan asked.

"How should I know." He asked, annoyed. "They probably got somewhere safe, those bastards. Cough we need to get out of here." AA crawled into the dark smoke, and Conan followed. He's a good person deep inside… he thought something just changed him to be that way… it's kind of pitiful. They crawled through debris and AA removed a board from somewhere and went right in.

"Be cough careful." AA called behind him. There was a loud bonk the next moment and AA chuckled while Conan cursed under his breath. The finally crawled out, dirty and injured but alive. They heard the distant wailings of sirens, and AA cursed aloud.

"Yamori-chan, I should kill you." He said, like he was discussing with Conan about a math problem. "You could tell the police everything."

"But you don't wanna do it." Conan smiled. AA flinched, and shook his head, annoyed.

"Somehow, I don't feel like killing you when you know who I actually am." He narrowed his eyes at the seven year old. "But if you tell the police, about anything concerning me right here, you will be dead whether you're Yamori-chan or not." Conan just smiled at him, amazed at how different he is from a moment ago.

"Alright, Satoru nii-chan." AA growled a little, and turned his back on him, running off. He suddenly stopped, turned around, and called "It's Satoru-sama!" and disappeared around the corner. In Conan's hand, there was a crumpled piece of paper.

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*Note from RanTW1718: His gasping in realization is not because he realized AA is tired. It's something else….. I wonder what it is… (Heh heh)

So…how what this chapter? I know some stuff is just plain vague and confusing but they will (hopefully) be cleared up soon. Just in case though if you write your confusions in a review then I'll know what I need to clear up! Thanks for reading ^^