Detective Conan Rum AU

By: FunahoMisaki

(A/N: I own nothing and read last chapter)

"So how will you explain Curacao staying close to Conan? Especially since it doesn't look like she'll leave your side for a while." Bourbon asked smirking as the two finally remembered that they were there and blushes brightly. Especially since Kir and Vermouth were taking pictures of the cute scene they had made.

"I'm not leaving masters side. Who knows what and who might hurt him in his condition." Curacao said immediately as she wrapped her arms around Conan and pulled him close, making his face turn brighter red since he was at the perfect size for his head to be level with her chest while he was perched in her lap.

"Conan you sly dog." Bourbon teased the boy who went even brighter at this while Curacao was confused. She saw nothing wrong with her young master sitting on her lap or with where his head was currently positioned.

The only part of this that she saw something wrong with was the fact that her master was in the body of a seven year old instead of in his rightfully seventeen year old body. She was sure that they both would prefer it if he were at the proper age to enjoy where his head currently was.

She quickly banished those thoughts from her mind before they led into more…X rated territory. This wasn't the time or place. Not when her master was stuck in his child sized body.

Besides. He wouldn't want her that way anyways.

Unlike most men he wouldn't be attracted to her body, although she knew that by many standards she was very beautiful. No he would be more attracted to the personality and the mind of someone rather than their physical appearance.

For his part Conan looked embarrassed at what Bourbon had said and the fact that Curacao's arms had wrapped around him all the tighter for it. Unlike what most people thought…being stuck in the body of a seven year old did not mean he lost any of his seventeen year old mind…or his hormones.

Curacao was very beautiful and smart and she had a sparkling personality that he fell deeper and deeper in love with every time he was near her. How could he not enjoy the position he was in at the moment?

Especially since he knew that she would never give him the time of day of her own free will. Although if he mentioned liking her in that manner then she'd see it as her duty to let him have her body. But he'd never do that to her. He'd never force her to do such a thing. He…he loved her too much. It'd kill him inside if he ever tried to take advantage of her.

"So the plan for Curacao to stay close to Conan-kun?" Kir asked noting that the boy could use something else to focus on for the moment and giving him the out that Bourbon had previously supplied.

"Well…Kogoro is famous now…so would it be any surprise if something just so happened to happen to his young charge which resulted in him needing a protector or guardian? I've already been shot once while in the kid body…not to mention that Cocoon thing…the incident with Irish…the castle on fire…the bombing on my birthday…and…well we'll leave it there for now. The point is that there have been plenty of close calls already." Conan said recalling each incident with a wince and making his grandmother look more and more furious with every incident he named, even if she already knew of most of them.

Curacao however was tense beneath him as she held him close protectively, her eyes scanning the area for any potential threats and her heart skipping a few beats at how often her master had come close to dying when she hadn't been there to protect him.

She was supposed to protect him from things like that but she hadn't been there.

"Ouch. Yeah it does sound like you need a bodyguard." Kir said with a wince at hearing how many situations the boy got himself into. Geez if he was such a trouble magnet then why hadn't anyone gotten him a protector before now?

"Exactly. So say that someone…say…Chianti or Korn? Say that one of them were to snipe me in the shoulder or leg or somewhere else equally non-fatal and left a note behind that I was targeted because of how close I was to Detective Mouri. If things snowball the way I think they will then the news channels will leap on the story of an 'innocent child' being targeted by an enemy of the famous Sleeping Sleuth simply for living with them. At that point someone, likely you if we can swing it Kir, will managed to 'miraculously' find the recorded documents and evidence of me being targeted more than once before." Conan pointed out relaxing a bit as he sunk into his plotting and planning mindset now, barely even registering where he was sitting at the moment anymore as his brain whirled through the complications and benefits that the plan would reap if they could pull it off just right.

"Once that news gets out then there will be a public outcry for you to be given better security or at least have someone there to protect you from other disgruntled crooks that Mouri has caught." Kir said her eyes widening as she thought of the backlash from this sort of scheme and plan. Especially if Conan-kun had been put into as many…situations as she thinks he has.

"Exactly. As far as the rest of the BO will know, Curacao was assigned to secure the spot as my bodyguard in order to keep an eye on Detective Mouri and ensure that he had no knowledge of our organization." Conan said nodding to the newscaster who was wide eyed as she thought that through.

"That's taking care of at least three birds in one shot. First you get Curacao in a position where she can not only protect and help you but also pass along information to others in secret. Second the rest of the Organization believes that Mouri-san is under observation but not yet knows of our existence. Third you'll have the public in an outcry and keeping a close eye on you so that Gin or Vodka or any other members of the splintered off group could make any attempts to get to you or anyone near you without risking exposure and thus death." Bourbon said his eyes wide as his mind raced through the possibilities that this could entail as well.

"Exactly." Conan said with a smirk on his face as they both realized just how far reaching that this plan could be in theory if the public reacted the way that he was planning. Even if their reaction was off by a bit then the outcry that would happen would still work in his favor.

"If we want to make a bigger impact on this then we can have it happen on live television." Vermouth pointed out making the others nod slowly in agreement. There would be more shock, horror, and reaction if it happened live over the TV.

"That is true. Kir? Is Rena due to be anywhere public where it wouldn't be strange for a seven year old to be sometime within the next month or two?" Conan asked looking at the woman who frowned and thought about it for a moment.

"The park. I'm going to be doing a news report and interview a botanist at the park near your school in a week. There are plenty of sniper positions there that they can pick from and abandon in a hurry and it's not at all strange for some kids to be playing in the park, especially near a news camera." Kir said after a moment of trying to remember what she had lined up on the news side of her job at the moment.

"That's convenient but if there's one thing I've learned it's to not look a gift horse in the mouth. I'll contact Chianti about this tomorrow and arrange the details. The other 'Detective Boys' kids will just assume it's a spur of the moment game of football. I don't want them to have to see this but it's best for them to understand just how dangerous and deadly it can be to track criminals and solve crimes." Conan said frowning at the other kids having to witness what was about to happen. It would be best for them to understand just what all could happen to them if they continued chasing criminals like they had been.

He'd rather that he be the one who got shot instead of one of them getting shot by someone who wouldn't be aiming for non-fatal areas.

"And how am I supposed to react when I see a little boy get gunned down during my peaceful interview with a botanist?" Kir asked quirking an eyebrow at Conan who frowned and tilted his head a bit.

"However way seems natural for you, well aside from drawing a weapon and returning fire that is. If it's better for you to run and try to help or protect me then do that. If it's better for you to duck and cover your head and scream then do that. It's up to you on that front." Conan said shrugging and making Kir nod her head. Aside from drawing a weapon and returning fire…she knew how she would react.

She'd try to help the little boy and protect him even if it meant using her own body as a shield…she chalked that up to the maternal instincts she had. She loved kids after all.

That could stem from her beloved baby brother being so much younger than her though.

Oh well. Not like it mattered where she got those instincts from. The point of the matter was that she was incredibly protective of children.