So, there's some mentions of ghosts, but the other three still don't know anything yet. They may get some hints or something in the next chapter. I hope this also explains a little bit more of Shinichi's powers.

Also, I just thought of this, but is it alright for me to be calling Hakuba a 'half brit'? I've seen in it multiple other stories and just sorta unconsciously put it in here, but I never thought to ask and make sure I wasn't unintentionally using an insulting term. I just needed another way to describe him other than 'the blond' each time, and since he's half British...

If someone could let me know that would be great. I don't want to use it if it's actually seen as insulting or something. If it is, I'll go back and change it.

Shinichi's head hurt. He wasn't sure what happened, but it felt like jackhammers were pounding away at his skull. He slowly brought a hand up and clutched his head, groaning a little. Pushing himself up on one elbow, he forced his eyes open slightly only to close them again as bright light assaulted him. Rubbing his eyes a little, he opened them again and looked around.

He wasn't in his room. He wasn't even in the Kuroba's villa. Glancing down, he felt his heart rate speed up a little. The clothes he was wearing weren't his. Putting his face in his hands, he froze. He wasn't wearing his glasses. A quick look around showed they weren't nearby. Feeling his ears, he sighed in relief when he found his earplugs were still in.

Pushing himself up into a sitting position, the blue eyed teen looked around. There were a lot of people, but he didn't see Kaito, Saguru, or Heiji among them. He wasn't too surprised though. After what he'd said to them, he doubted they wanted to be around him. The thought sent a small pang through his heart, but he ignored it. This way was for the best.

Rubbing his temples, Shinichi thought back to what had happened. After going upstairs, he'd heard footsteps and then a pounding at his door. He hadn't opened it, but Kaito had yelled…something, before he'd burst inside. After that, things got fuzzy.

Groaning again, he let his hands fall to his sides and jerked his left hand back when it brushed something cold and wet. Startled, he looked down and saw a drink that hadn't been there two seconds ago. Looking up, he frowned when he didn't see anyone nearby. Spying a folded note set partly under the cold drink, he slowly picked it up and opened it.

Shin-chan,

We brought you to Tokashiki island with us! We didn't mean to knock you out, but you accidently set off one of my canisters of knockout gas when you grabbed me. It sure made getting you here easier though! And with the added benefit of not looking like a kidnapping!

I'm sorry if I upset you. If you don't like something I do, you should tell me and I'll stop. I may be a great magician, but I'm not a mind reader. Hattori, Hakuba, and I want to be your friends.

Anyway, the other two went snorkeling. I refused to go, so it's just you and me for a while~ ;)

I made a sandcastle while you were asleep. If you want, you can come and rule it with me~

Your friend,

Kuroba Kaito

P.S. Hattori accidently stepped on your glasses and broke them. Sorry! We'll get you new ones later!

Shinichi sighed and crumpled the note, putting it into the pocket of the shorts he was wearing. So not only had he been drugged and taken to some island, but he was also wearing what he assumed to be some of Kaito's clothes rather than his own and his glasses were broken. And to top it off, the only three people he knew were off who knew where, leaving him alone on a beach with a multitude of strangers – and ghosts, but they didn't know that.

He glanced up at the large parasol above him. At least they had left him some shade. Grabbing two of the spare towels lying folded nearby, he draped one over his legs and used the other to wrap around his shoulders. He didn't care how strange it looked, he didn't want to chance someone touching him. It was bad enough someone had carried him to the island.

Licking his lips, he sighed and reluctantly reached for the drink left for him. Taking a small sip, he sighed and pulled his knees up to his chest, letting his head fall on top of them. It was an iced coffee. Turning so his cheek was lying on his knees instead of his forehead, he blankly watched everyone else enjoy the sunshine or splash around in the ocean.

Some of the ghosts were watching over the people they had been forced to leave behind. Some were attempting to play even though they continued to pass through other people and objects. Some were wandering aimlessly. Turning his head to the other side, the blue eyed teen felt his shoulders droop as he spotted a few people with dark clouds, some darker than others. One was contemplating suicide. Another was in danger of being killed. Two elderly people would die soon of natural causes.

Burying his face into his knees once more, Shinichi shifted the towel around his shoulders so it would also cover his head. No matter where he went, no matter how many people were smiling and laughing and having fun, death was always lurking. Shinichi didn't want to see it. He didn't want to see how death was creeping up on unsuspecting people, or know that others who were smiling were also thinking about killing themselves.

He didn't want to see the ghosts who were forced to watch their loved ones move on with their lives. He didn't want to see the ghosts who followed their killers around, praying someone would catch them. He didn't want to see the ghosts that were left to wander aimlessly because either nobody had found their body, or because they were buried under the wrong names.

Shinichi was tired of having to see death everywhere. He was tired of people dying when he was nearby. He was tired of the terrified looks he'd get, when people learned the truth. He was tired of the Shinigami jokes by the police, because death seemed to follow him. They didn't know how right they were, or how much their jokes hurt because they continuously reminded him of the curse he was forced to bear.

Shinichi was tired.

Kaito may have thought he was trying to help, but this was only making things worse. He was only reminding the blue eyed teen of everything he hated about himself. Shinichi wished the magician wasn't so set on being his friend. He wished Kaito wasn't so much fun to tease. He wished the indigo eyed teen wasn't so nice. He wished it was easier to push him away.

He wished they would just leave him alone, like everybody else.

"Shin-chan?" The blue eyed teen pulled the towel tighter around himself. Kaito's voice was hesitant and worried, and made Shinichi feel awful. He could feel the magician sitting next to him – feel the hand that stopped inches from his shoulder before leaving.

It was quiet between them. Awkward and strained rather than comfortable. Kaito shifted and stood up. "Shin-chan," His voice was more confident, and Shinichi peeked out from his little towel shell. The magician was smiling down at him, one hand outstretched. "Let's go."

Shinichi shied away. He'd already hurt the magician. He didn't want to hurt him more by forcing him to see the ghosts that he had to see. Kaito's shoulders dropped slightly and he crouched in front of the blue eyed teen.

He brought his hands up and draped something around Shinichi. "I thought you'd be cooler in shorts and a t-shirt. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. Sorry." The blue eyed teen blinked and reached up to feel what had been placed around him. Pulling it off, he found a lightweight, white jacket in his hands. "I got it from a shop nearby. I got a few sizes bigger so the sleeves will cover your hands because I forgot your gloves at home." Kaito stood up again and held out his hand once more.

"Why?" The question was barely a whisper. Why was he being so nice? Why was he apologizing? Why wouldn't he just leave? Why did he even care?

The magician smiled. "Because I'm your friend shin-chan, and that's what friends do."

Shinichi gripped the jacket tighter and slowly pulled it on. It was huge on him, and the sleeves went further than his hands. Zipping it up, he pulled the hood up and found it hung over his eyes and even covered part of his nose. The blue eyed teen wondered if Kaito had gotten the biggest size they had. He felt like the jacket swallowed him. Seeing the hand in front of his face, he slowly reached up and took it.

Kaito pulled him to his feet and chuckled when the bottom of the jacket almost reached his knees. "You look cute Shin-chan." Shinichi kept his eyes on the sand, and didn't protest when the magician kept hold of his hand and pulled him to wherever they were going.

Kaito smiled as he pulled Shinichi along. The jacket was the absolute largest the store had sold, and nearly drowned the blue eyed teen. The large hood covered his face, and the magician could feel the arms hand in his through the material. He grinned widely at the other people commenting on how they were such a cute couple. He could swear he saw a hint of red from under the hood as Shinichi ducked his head further.

The magician wasn't surprised that people were mistaking the other teen for a girl. The jacket hid his figure, and he looked absolutely adorable in it. He'd have to remember to get a picture before they left. He was sure Yukiko would enjoy it, and Ran would probably find it perfect teasing material.

He came to a stop in front of his sandcastle. He was rather proud of the job he'd done on it. It was nearly the size of a house, and the details were worthy of an actual castle if he did say so himself. Kids were laughing and running in and out of it, marveling at his workmanship.

Bending down slightly to see his companions' expression, he smiled at the surprised and slightly awed look Shinichi sported. Letting go of the stunned teens' hand, he stepped forward and spread his arms wide. "I have returned my loyal subjects! And with me, your new queen!" He gently pulled Shinichi forward, ignoring the small glare thrown his way.

The kids laughed and ran around them as Kaito led the way into the sandcastle. Inside were two sand thrones, and the magician offered one to Shinichi before taking the other for himself. He continued to make grand proclamations to the children, who just laughed and continued playing, while keeping an eye on his silent friend.

When changing the teen into something cooler, he hadn't realized it would make Shinichi so uncomfortable. He'd felt guilt stir in his gut when he'd watched him cocoon himself in the towels. The magician had run to the nearest store to get the jacket, hoping it would make the blue eyed teen feel more comfortable.

Glancing at his phone, he figured Heiji and Saguru should be getting back from their snorkeling trip soon. "Shin-chan," He stood up and held out his hand once again. "Want to go get some shaved ice?" Even though the jacket was lightweight, the blue eyed teen was probably getting hot just sitting out under the sun like this.

He was proven right when Shinichi nodded and took his hand again, allowing himself to be pulled up. Kaito wondered if he even realized that they were still technically holding hands. The magician smiled to himself. If he didn't realize it, Kaito wasn't going to be the one to tell him.

Leading the way out of his sandcastle, the magician waved towards Heiji and Saguru, who were headed towards them. Heiji looked impressed while Saguru was simply shaking his head. He dragged Shinichi over to them with a smile.

"How da hell did ya manage ta make dat out a sand?" The Osakan asked by way of greeting.

"Magic." The detectives rolled their eyes but didn't press it. There was a slight awkward silence after that, with Shinichi still staring at the sand and the other two not knowing what to say. Kaito sighed. "Shin-chan and I are going to get some shaved ice."

He pulled the blue eyed teen along and the detectives trailed after them. Heiji rubbed the back of his head as he fell into step with Shinichi. "Sorry 'bout your glasses. I didn't see 'em layin' there."

Kaito snorted at the muttered, "Maybe you need glasses then." Heiji scowled slightly, but seemed to relax. The magician had made the dark skinned teenager carry Shinichi because he'd broken the glasses. He'd piggybacked the blue eyed teen to the bus, then to the ferry, and finally to the beach where they'd left him sleeping.

"We should get some lunch first," Saguru noted, glancing at the sky. He'd left his precious pocket watch back at the villa to keep it safe.

Kaito nodded. "The place that sells shaved ice also sells regular food, so we can eat lunch there."

"Should I be worried about what type of shaved ice they sell here?"

Heiji laughed and Saguru covered a smile. The blond shrugged slightly. "I suppose that depends on your definition of regular." Kaito stuck his tongue out at the half brit, but grinned as he saw a small smile on Shinichi's face. The magician nodded to himself. This vacation had been a good idea.

Here's a bit of ghosts. Next chapter will still be on Tokashiki island, but I wanted to split it up a bit.

I think Shinichi would look adorable in such an over sized jacket.

Also, dealing with Shinichi's powers - it's more than just ghosts he can see. I'll go into a better explanation of everything he can see/has to deal with in another chapter.

As always, thank you all for the reviews, and let me know what you thought~!

And one more thing - do you all like these quick updates, or would you rather I waited and posted one chapter a week? Part of me feels like I'm posting the chapters too fast, but at the same time I don't want to make you wait. So let me know what you're prefer please~