~A NEW METHOD OF PERSUASION~

Will be -GIN CENTRIC/SLASH-

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

As you should know if you got this far, I do not own anything related to detective conan. I'm feeling rather uncreative with this part today, so I'll leave you with the update instead.

PART TWELVE- WHAT SHE KNOWS

The chase around Jirokichi Suzuki's estate was one the closest thing to a marathon that Shinichi had ever done as Conan, well besides his random tailings of criminals that he honestly couldn't remember an hour later… Kid was sprinting, 'Conan's' short legs were having one hell of a time trying to keep up, and the Sherlock Holmes outfit was chaffing in some rather unmentionable places. He followed Kid none the less, trying not to trip into any of the vast and many pits that had suddenly appeared.

Kid was working his way towards the highest point on the property, possibly to glide away with his loot. Not that Shinichi was going to let that happen anytime soon if he could help it, he did however wish he had his solar powered skateboard. As Kid grappled up the side Jirokichi's manor Shinichi let a soccer ball fly, missing the thief only because he decided to spider man style the rest of the way up!

The chase was done, Kid made towards the other side of the roof Shinichi kicked at the ground. He was disappointed that it hadn't lasted longer, but it was probably better he didn't get hurt before visiting Haibara. He begrudgingly made his way back to Ran and Sonoko, Nakamori keibu had already started to rouse from the sleeping gas. Shouting angrily into his radio, the mini detective cringed as the man made a bee line for him.

"Which direction was he going?" Nakamori asked him impatiently. It took Shinichi a moment to realize the man was actually asking him, not some of the police men appearing from their positions. He pointed towards Jirokichi's manor, and explained the pit traps. Nakamori keibu let out a string of words that if Shinichi had been a child should not have repeated.

Ran was frowning behind him now, Shinichi finally remembered who she was dressed as. It was that princess… the one from Vespania, now Queen Mira. It was quite a fitting costume considering the Queen was her direct double. Ran of course looked beautiful, and with her hand sitting on his shoulder currently he felt like the small mischievous prince. He frowned, was he really that troublesome?

"Come on Conan kun, let's go home," Ran guided him back towards Sonoko who let out a giant yawn as their ride pulled up. Sonoko of course was disappointed that she yet again didn't really get to see Kid, and Shinichi was trying to hold in the laughter. He wasn't about to tell Sonoko that she was the one who nearly gave away Kid's costume. Which brought Shinichi to another set of thoughts, why had Kid screamed quite that high or terrified?

Ran's POV (PS I feel really bad for Ran, I mean really bad for her…)

Conan looked awfully amused there, just what was running through his oversized head? Ran decided not to ask seeing the subtle expression change from mirth to curiosity. Whatever it was had passed, and she assumed if it was worth telling she would hear about it later. That led her back towards her own thoughts as her friend continued to announce every few seconds how very disappointed she was that she hadn't seen Kid.

These thoughts included part of the discussion about what Kid really looked like, while Kid may look like her missing detective, he acted nothing like her detective freak. The more Ran thought about Kid being Shinichi, the more confused she had become at first, then angry at the fact of what he was doing, then heartbroken because she knew he had to have come across her detective in order to portray him so well. She knew something was wrong with her Shinichi, but she knew he was alive. There were things that only she and Shinichi should know that he spoke of to her.

She would however keep her composure until Conan had gone to sleep for the night; then she would break down and cry herself to sleep. Shinichi hadn't even called in almost two months, even if Conan was always reassuring her that Shinichi was fine… If he wasn't in trouble why was it so hard for him to call her? Or perhaps stop by and see her to stop her worrying?

Therein began the next set of thoughts that ran on forever. What was Conan hiding that he refused to burden her with? She could almost swear he was a mini Shinichi, then all of the sudden some random, obscure fact would prove he wasn't Shinichi. The thing that really urked her was whenever Shinichi, seeing as they were typically either Kid or strangely enough Hattori Heiji, Conan always knew it wasn't Shinichi.

The three times in a million that Kid had dressed as Shinichi, Conan knew the second that he appeared. For Ran, it always took a strange action on Kid's part to break that illusion. What Ran wanted to know was how—just how Conan always knew! Without fail every time! Conan must have either Shinichi radar or Kid radar; hell, it could even be both. She was distracted further by the small gloved hand waving in front of her face.

"Ran, Ran! Oii Ran! Mou…" Sonoko was speaking to her worriedly.

"Something wrong, Ran neechan?" Conan's eyes looked at her filled with uncertainly, "Ran neechan, Ran neechan?" Ran shook her head, trying to clear her head long enough to focus on the present for a little while longer.

"Nandemonai, I'm fine Conan kun," she smiled softly at the two of them, "are looking forward to seeing Ai chan tomorrow?" Conan's expression didn't change for a second, Ran almost considered asking him to stay home. She felt uneasy about the whole thing…

"Mataku, don't stare off into space like that, you scared us!" Sonoko looked away, trying to decide whether she continue on her Kid rant or comfort Ran. Sonoko was funny like that, she could read her easily enough at times. Ran wondered why Sonoko understood her better than Shinichi did, Sonoko wasn't the brightest cookie after all.

"Gomen nasai Sonoko," Ran whispered, "Conan kun, it's rude to stare like that." Conan turned away a light pink from being scolded. Like the day she had found him with the liquor, that had in fact been rather odd in itself…

"Gomen ne Ran neechan," Conan spent the rest of the trip averting his gaze out the window. Ran might have been worried, but both of them were plain wore out from the Kaitou Kid heist. Conan probably would hardly make it to his futon with his eyes open, maybe she wouldn't have to cry herself to sleep tonight. She could feel sweet oblivion waiting for her to close her eyes. No that would be tomorrow when all the idiot detectives in her life were giving her a much needed break.

~Your current author should never watch the Conan vs Kid vs Yaiba special while typing sad things. Look up the part about juugoro, and you'll see that it does not fit at all with her plot line. It made her laugh like a moron for a couple of minutes… Its in the second segment on youtube. video id= lS8ud9BXygg ~

Anyways, the next part should be the trip to see Gin, Vodka, and Haibara. So I'll see you there next!

I suppose since I mentioned Heiji he'll have to come visit or Conan will have to go to him... My second nightmare, although... that should be a lot easier... Well at least this story tries to write itself.

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