~A NEW METHOD OF PERSUASION~

Will be -GIN CENTRIC/SLASH-

slash- yaoi- Shonen ai- boy/boy pairings.

As per fanfic regulations there is no profit besides pure utter giddiness from writing this, no value what-so-ever besides the ungodly amounts of time each of us puts into our works, nothing to show for it since no one reviews almost anymore, and absolutely no sanity for why else would I writing this pairing?

Hittocere: So very sorry about the long wait, I decided to forgo part of this chapter because Kuroba kun was trying to take over. I told him to buzz off and let Kid come to the heist. He didn't listen, so therefore Kuroba kun gets no screen time. :) He might get to visit later, but not until after I give you guys a few more chapters. The missing segment will not effect this story, its basically filler text.

PART ELEVEN- RIDDLE SOLVERS DON'T SOLVE RIDDLES


Shinichi sighed, it had been a long 16 hours in between the present and when he left Agasa Hakase's. He tugged at the costume that Ran had somehow persuaded him into wearing for the western holiday of Halloween. As much as he enjoyed Sherlock Holmes' cases he did not enjoy the manner of dress he was currently in. It smelled like it needed a kiloliter of febreeze dumped on it, not to mention run through a washing machine a dozen or so times. Sonoko had them picked up on the way to her uncle's, she was wearing this strange costume that Shinichi almost couldn't recognize.

Then he realized what exactly her costume was, he almost started snickering. Kid was going to have a field day, she was dressed up like a *Siren! Well as much Siren as one Sonoko Suzuki could be, Ran however could have pulled it off easily. Ran however was dressed up like… damn he couldn't remember what she had said. Hers had been much more subtle, and Shinichi had forgotten what exactly she had told him.

"Conan Kun, we're going to be late!" Ran called pulling up her skirt as she entered the limo. Shinichi followed after her, he didn't want Sonoko to leave without him after all. He glanced out the window and wondered what the blond assassin might look good dressed up as. A frown graced his Conan face, why was he thinking about that now? That blond would never dress up for Halloween, not unless Hell froze over and the Earth was about to become mashed space potatoes.

Sonoko started talking about the Royal Pavillion, it was on her uncle Jirokichi grounds. Shinichi remembered him, and he remembered her uncle's dog named Lupin as well. The thief and her uncle got along almost as well as Shinichi and Kid did, it was scary to think that such a wanted criminal was actually… dare he say it? A nice person, not at all like Nakamori Keibu made him out to be.

Ran's POV

As they passed by different estates the Royal Pavillion came into view finally. Separated from the main branch it had the look of an extravagant extended gazebo, the limo took them up to the main house first. Sonoko stepped out of the car first, talking about what she envisioned Kid's face to look like. Ran humored her and added some options, feeling particularly humorous today, Conan decided to add an answer.

"Maybe Kid san looks like Shinichi niichan," he added in a high pitched voice. Ran and Sonoko looked at him, then shook their heads dismissing the option. Ran had already had that theory, but at the end of the whole bioterrorism scare on the airship she was convinced. Shinichi was not Kid, Conan's assessment that he looked a lot like Shinichi however was correct. She raised an eyebrow at him wondering how he could have known immediately all those times that Shinchi was actually Kid.

Of course, there was the fact that Shinichi's big case didn't allow him in town a whole lot. Conan always knew if Shinichi was actually around or not, it was as if he had Shinichi radar. Not to mention the two were equally unlucky when it came to murders… Ran shook her head, no it couldn't be, that was another theory that had been disproven enough times she stopped thinking about it.

"Something wrong Ran neechan?" Conan's voice asked, it cut through her current thoughts easily. She shook her head, sending a soft smile his direction.

"I'm fine Conan kun, I doubt that Kid looks like Shinichi," Ran answered after a while, "Sonoko, do you think you uncle really will catch Kaitou Kid?" Sonoko's expression became mixed, then she turned and looked at Conan for a second. Not that Conan's opinion didn't matter to them, but that it was impossible, totally impossible that their missing detective had suddenly become a thief in his non existent free time. (A/N: Watch the 14th movie some time with de blimp, or zeppelin if you want to be technical.)

Shinichi's POV

"No, I really doubt he will," Sonoko admitted, "I think the brat here might though, someday he'll catch the thief if he paid any attention to Shinichi's lessons or your dad's." Shinichi smiled, of course he'd be able to catch the thief someday. He didn't think he'd be able to turn the thief in at that point however. He enjoyed the cat and mouse games too much.

"I'll try my best Sonoko san," Shinichi answered. The car barely moved when it stopped at the end of Jirokichi Suzuki's driveway. One of the butlers opened the door for Sonoko to get out, Ran and Shinichi followed after her as she made her way towards the main house. The two of them forced to work at . Which of course sent Sonoko's rant into over drive and fuelled Shinichi's desire to sneak away to start his Kid hunt.

He didn't have to wait long, Jirokichi seemed about as amused with his niece as Shinchi did. Lupin was following along behind them cheerily, and they took a detour towards the pavilion leaving Sonoko in Ran's capable hands for a while. Jirokichi was psyched, it had been a while since he had faced off against Kid and the miniature detective.

"Good to see you again bozu, always a pleasure to compete in the catch the thief races with you," the old man looked amused with him at the moment, "the Bismark Sapphire will be sitting on a pedestal in the middle there." Jirokichi pointed as they approached the Royal Pavillion, it was tall and airy. It would render Kid's smoke devices useless, especially with the ceiling fans that hung ready to start up a breeze.

"When will Nakamori Keibu arrive?" Shinichi asked and watched a small frown cross the mans face. Neither of them particularly cared for the inspector, but wherever Kid was involved Nakamori Keibu would show up.

"Too soon, his officers are already getting ready to hassle my guests," the old man sighed leaning down to scratch Lupin's ear, "don't get in too much trouble bozu. I have attendants to brief, if you'll excuse me." Jirokichi Suzuki was definitely onto him, he would have to be more careful in the future around the older man.


a/n: Please excuse this random break to later... Kuroba kun refusal to cooperate had him removed entirely, so I skipped straight to Kid's entrance for now. Maybe I'll add this segment in later...


Shinichi watched the before party in sheer boredom, dancers in random outfits, booze, and of course a brief history on the Bismarck Sapphire. Shinichi at this point was so bored he could have cared less, he was too busy trying to determine where Kid was going to pop out of. So many variables, now he knew exactly why Kid was so far off his rocker, he actually winged a lot of this... Shinichi shook his head, Kid was too clever for his own good, if he ever turned to a detective Shinichi might finally have a rival worthy of him.

The Chibi detective cringed looking around for a second, Hattori would be pissed that he even thought that. Ran was the only one who might have been able to pull off the mind reading thing on him, she however was to busy admiring the Bismarck Sapphire to notice his momentary look. He sighed glancing around, he suppressed the groan that threatened to escape when he saw the blue haired figure walking towards them. His almost form fitting white coat trimmed with navy blue and bits of gold here and there. Tight brown slacks, and a nice pair of loafers to tie it together, if he hadn't considered the idea before he certainly wouldn't have thought of it until now. Hakuba made a very interesting Kaito.

Shinichi however decided that Kid would most likely pull it off better. A Phantom thief playing a computer program that could sing, that would be highly amusing. The Chibi detective frowned, he certainly didn't expect Hakuba to dress anything close to this century, let alone a current fad. He took that back, it probably was the thief. Sure enough Hakuba walked in, an old classy white suit. Keyword being old, Hakuba and 'Conan' exchanged glances, then looked at the Kaito before them, then who was that? Nakamori took the initiative and started face pinching the teen. Who yelped and threatened to sue, so he probably wasn't Kid then... Poor Nakamori, he looked pissed.


Shinichi groaned, Kid was sure taking his sweet ass time with this one… Wait, is that? Oh sweet freedom it is, pink smoke! He smirked pulling up his collar, slowly guests dropped like flies to sleep. Ran and Sonoko among the first to Conan's happy surprise, he jumped off following after Nakamori Keibu to find out what all was going on.

Kid's POV

Kid smirked cheekily as the shrunken detective followed Nakamori Keibu. He darted back towards the sapphire in the main gazebo. Hakuba was still there, but that was easily rectified. *Kid checked over his hidden arsenal, (on the right side on his person he found… smoke bombs, dye, at least four decks of cards, handkerchiefs, red and white roses, pigeons, doves, tar, flour, and superglue. On the left… Silly string, high tension cable, confetti, flash bombs, clovers, wax molds, lock picks, Bobbie pins, face make up, latex masks, the card gun and spare ammo… In between in some interesting places: Tranquilizer gas, fake Bismarck sapphire, and his personal favorite, the walkie-talkie of doom.) twenty pockets and a sleeve later he found just the thing hiding in a small inner pocket.

Kid snuck out to behind the blonde and threw a combination 'distraction' bomb down with very happy results. Scants seconds later teenage detective Hakuba Saguru looked like he had fallen off the back of a circus wagon. His pristine light cream suit was now a curious shade of lime green, with bright cosmic orange spots to match his neon pink/fuchsia hair that looked like Hakuba had stuck his fingers in an electrical socket due to the charge from the smoke bomb. A large red rubber nose filled with sleeping gas, and little Hakuba was sawing logs in his new robin's egg blue shoes that matched his nose.

Kid borrowed Hakuba's cell and sent a photo to the Chibi detective and everyone else on the task force. He could almost picture the responses, he sent it also to Aoko and a few schoolmates as well as himself. Hopefully Hakuba didn't check his caller id photos before Kaito had a chance to call him off Nakamori's phone. He ducked into the main gazebo area and made quick work of blending in.

Shinichi/Conan's POV

Shinichi felt his phone vibrate and wonder who exactly would text him at a Kid heist. As he opened the message he stared in utter mortification for a moment, before the giggles erupted from his mouth at the sight. Nakamori didn't stop, but Shinichi could hear his text alert going off. As they rounded the corner the radio in Nakamori's coat was the next indication that Shinichi was not the only one to receive the picture. As it crackled to life there was a voice barely containing its laughter trying to get Nakamori's attention.

"Nakamori Keibu, have you check your phone messages yet?" the voice over the radio called. The mirth of the voice informed that they had indeed seen the message. Nakamori reached for his radio, shooting the shrunken detective a glare.

"No I have not, and unless it pertains to Kaitou Kid's current whereabouts I honestly don't care," Nakamori shouted over the radio in his normal booming tones. "FIND KID!" Shinichi tugged at the man's leg, earning another glare as he passed up his open mobile. Nakamori's face went several shades of red before he finally resulted in laughter. "Is that… Superintendent Hakuba's grandson?" Nakamori's booming laughter could be heard probably all the way to Osaka.

"Kid sent it using Hakuba san's phone," Shinichi said in his best Conan squeal. The officer handed Shinichi his phone back and doubled back towards the sapphire. "He wasn't far from the pavillion…"

"That photo still showed the sleep gas, Kid's at the sapphire!" Nakamori shouted into his radio. Shinichi choose that moment to veer at a different corner, resulting in him colliding with Hakuba's now unconscious form. The miniature detective fought the urge to laugh again as he climbed over the unfortunate bearer of pranks, it wasn't until he was completely over the other detective that he heard the scream.

As he met up with Nakamori he noticed one of Jirokichi's staff backing away slowly from Sonoko. Her face was pale, and Shinichi was almost worried the girl was dead until she let an apparently gratifying snore loose. There was a smirk on the blonde's face, she was still very much asleep though. Nakamori and Shinichi stared at the blonde maid for a moment, that was before Shinichi recognized it as one of Kid's earlier disguises.

"Something wrong Neesan?" Shinichi asked as the pale faced maid inched further away from Sonoko's table. She started shaking, and it was then that Shinichi realized this might not be Kid… Might.

"She's a fiiii- sea related creature spawned from the pits of hell!" the maid squeaked, ok… That might qualify as falsetto, but the tonality spoke fear like nothing else, "salmon over a bass, biased tuna leaking flounder headed sirens!" If Shinichi didn't know any better, he'd have sworn that was a string of swear words… "Holy schools of a catfish…" Oh, yeah that was a string of them, and Nakamori was taking just a bit too long to process them.

"Excuse me?" Nakamori Keibu must have thought she was on some sort of Kid induced hallucinogen, "are you alright Ojyosan?" The maid looked positively out of it, and much to Shinichi's amusement was obviously afraid of fish.

"Cover Suzuki san and she should become more coherent Keibu san," Shinichi instructed… As soon as Nakamori put a coat over Sonoko the hysteric maid calmed almost mysticly… "Are you alright now Neesan?"

Kid's POV

Kid couldn't control it, after the day he had that last costume was just too much. He froze and started into his own unique vocabulary of swearwords. While even spoken with the most vulgar of tones they could never really be as offensive as their actual in use cousins. He could almost feel Tantei kun's unease at the sight of him acting this way, then again nothing ever seemed to get to him so perhaps this was only fair…

He had of course finished up his disguise before glancing over the surrounding area, but boy had that been a mistake…. Tantei Kun's girlfriend was looking especially fine tonight, but her friend had of course picked some sea spawned creature from Kid's own personal hell. He thankfully had Tantei Kun's reasoning to thank for his now rebounding logic, he needed to get the sapphire and get out of there.

Nakamori was of course present now thanks to his idiot blunder, but no matter. He had shown such a fear that no one seemed to think he was in disguise, he almost wanted to thank the Suzuki heir. Still he was caught in a spot, he was in between the two detectives he dealt with the most. Therefore they had the best of idea what he would pull, except he had a slight advantage.

Neither detective suspected to check his identity yet, that was all he needed.

Shinichi's POV

Shinichi watched the maid calm down, and he decided that it was probably not Kid based on two facts. First of all, he had no idea if Kid actually did have any fear of fish. Secondly, that scream had been way past falsetto, it was an ear bleeder. He wasn't sure that even Kid had that vocal range without assistance from some outside object… Shinichi settled for checking over the sapphire and leaving Nakamori to check the maid's identity.

As he reached the case he heard the soft thud and realized with a very startled reaction that one should never leave Nakamori to do anything Kid related. A new cloud of pink smoke was obscuring the area, pouring out from devices under the tables. Nakamori frowned and made a grab for the maid only to come up short. Shinichi rolled out of the way as one of Kid's playing cards shot past his glasses.

The thief was cloaked in black today, but it was definitely Kid. Dressed as… Tuxedo Mask? Shinichi face palmed, how very… creative? of the phantom thief to dress up as well. Shinichi dodged the next card as he and Kid circled around the tables full of unconscious guests. Which Nakamori had just joined after the second puff of gas. Shinichi had the stinky ascot of his Sherlock Holmes costume over his nose and mouth.

Kid was smirking wildly, he picked the lock around the sapphire case in mere seconds. Then Jirokichi's traps started, Kid frowned these were not what he had in mind for traps. Several spotlights went straight on him, blinding the thief long enough for Shinichi to make his way over to the thief. Kid jumped back, necklace in hand, the spotlights following him. Kid ran, checking over the necklace for the tracer on it, sure enough clipped onto the end was a little device focusing the—Kid tripped, well fell into the next trap.

Giant pits had been set up across the ground (*think classic team Rocket pits from Pokemon*) and Kid had fallen straight into one of them. Shinichi stood standing for a second in shock, because all he had seen was Kid disappear. He ran forward very nearly landing himself in the same strategically placed ditch. When he looked down and saw the thief crumpled he burst out laughing, deciding perhaps Hakuba would like revenge.

Kid vaguely cringed as he heard the phone speak, "Say cheese." The thief didn't stay down long, a couple of minutes later the chase resumed, Shinichi laughing hysterically as they ran.


Hittocere: Forgive this overly late author. This is part one, I'll get part two up between this week and next week. Given that my internet stops deleting my sentences! GRR As I type this part my internet won't even let me save this because its out. UBBER GRRRRRRRR Anyways... I owe you guys... *counts on fingers* oh, dear... I can't waste any more time here! I have updates to type, bye.