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"He's acting strangle, he haven't been talking lately or smiling. What's wrong with him?" Shinichi spoke while looking at Ran who shrug her shoulders, at that moment the door open reveling the boy that they were talking about. His head was low, his eyes covered by his bangs.

"You shouldn't talk about things you don't understand." He spoke almost in a threatening tone. He glared at Shinichi before making his way to his room.

"Something must be wrong." Ran spoke after hearing the boy's bedroom door shut.

"That what we thought, but he said there's nothing wrong." Haibara spoke from the door way. "Usually he tell me everything, but he wont speak to me. He wouldn't talk to Akako-chan either."

"But it's different then the last time." Ayumi started. "Last time he lost weight and was easily upset, but this time..."

"He keep avoiding us, like if he get close to us he'll die." Mitsuhiko finish for the girl. "He walk ahead of us like last time, but he would talk to one of us as long as we have our Detective Badges. His voice sounds sore when he do talk."

"I'm worry about him, what if he stop eating like before?" Ran asked worried. "And he wont even talk to us about it."

Conan back was against the door, hearing their voices. He knew they was concern, he groan, rage building up inside. He just wanted to run out and tell them that he was scared, scared that one of them would get hurt. He tried to control himself and ended up punching the wall in his room, his hand went straight through. He quickly jerk back, his fist now purple and blue with blood on his knuckles. He knew Ran heard the noise, he quickly start to look through his dresser. He could hear Ran yelling his name from the other side of his door. "What!" He yell, wrapping his hand in bandages that he always had in his dresser.

"Are you okay?" Ran asked from the other side of the door, she open the door, making eye contact with the boy. He quickly narrowed his eyes. "Conan-kun..." She spoke softly. "What happen to your hand?"

"I did it." He spoke now, closing his hand slowly. He looked at her, seeing the soft look in her eyes like before. Her hand reach for his face, but he grabbed it with his injured hand. "It's not gonna work this time Ran." He spoke in a mature tone. "So don't try, we both know our friendship isn't what it used to be...It's stronger, but at the same time it's weaker." He felt Ran grip his hand, tightly. "...And you soon will know why."

Ran stared at the boy, as he tried to pull his hand away. "His voice, it's deeper than it was before has it always been like that?" She asked herself. "Conan-kun, did you just call me Ran?" He nodded, heading toward the door. He was stopped by the detective boys. "Conan, tell us what's wrong right now!" Ayumi yelled.

Conan stared at them, hard. He bit his lower lip, trying to stop the words from coming out, but he failed. "I'm scared okay!" He snarled, balling his hands into fist. "My plan back fired completely. I was shot at, Ai-chan was shot at and Akako-chan got shot." He balled his hands into fist.

"Wait, I thought it was Akako-chan's plan?" Ran asked, getting a glare from Conan.

"I lied, it was my plan from the beginning." He spoke in the same tone he spoke to Ran with. "And it was stupid, in case you didn't notice." He pointed at the scar on his cheek. "If I wasn't so reckless, this wouldn't of happen to me." The scar wasn't to bad, but it was noticeable.

"What are you scared of? This isn't explain anything!" Shinichi yelled from behind the boy.

Conan glare at the boy, he smile bitterly looking down. "Because I know if I keep going like this, I'll get one of you guys hurt. Akako-chan was shot, I know it wasn't anything serious, but that wasn't the only thing that happen that night. We was almost caught, I would of been sent to jail and Ai-chan would of went with me. If you knew how I felt in that moment you would understand me."

"But -"

"No buts." He interrupted, Haibara glare at him. He knew the look, but wasn't going to speak anymore. "C'est tout ce que votre départ pour obtenir de moi Ai-chan." The others seem a little surprise from the sudden switch of language. Haibara stared at him hard, before moving from the door. He walked pass without looking at her, she quickly grabbed his hand, pulling him toward her. She jumped when one of his hands suddenly grabbed her chin, making her look up at him. His blue eyes stared into hers, everybody just stared at the two. He pushed her, away gently before turning around, just to be surprise.

"Oka- Yukiko-nee-chan!" He quickly caught himself, he stared up at her. He didn't miss the worry look she gave him, He closed his eyes.

"Why are you here Okaasan?" Shinichi asked, staring at his mom. Conan knew the professor told her about the drug and how it change them.

"I came for Co-chan." She spoke in a cheerful voice, sending Conan around with her hands on his shoulders. "It been a while since I spent time with him and plus I could tell he's upset." She smiled at them.

"But where am you taking him?" Ran asked, playing with her hair. "I mean is he gonna come back?"

"Yes, it's going to be back tonight." Yukiko smiled. "We're going to a little party and I thought it would look good having my Co-chan with me." Conan pulled away from her, roughly.

"Who said I wanted to go with you anyway?" He groan at her, his hands in fist. "I'm going to see, Akako-chan!" Yukiko stared at him before smiling.

"I'll give you a drive there." She didn't wait for an answer, instead she grabbed his wrist pulling him with her. She hopped in the car while he got in one the passenger, his hand under his chin.

"Your not really going to take me to Akako's house, are you?" He asked, his seat belt already on. "And we're not really going to a party huh?" He glared at his mom.

"You could read me like a book." Yukiko smiled, driving off. "We're going home, I want to talk to you about something." She spoke in her usual cheerful voice.

"She's not happy, she may be able to fool everybody else...But I could hear it in her voice." He thought, looking at her smile. "And it's because of me, I could tell."

They arrived at the old house that Yukiko own now. He couldn't help, but think about the time when she was taking photos of his life as Conan. He noticed the changed to the second floor, the small window was now very large. "You changed the window size." He spoke, feeling his hand being grab. "I'm not a little kid, I could walk without your help." He groan when she tighten her grip.

"It's not that bad, Co-chan." She patted his head while walking into the house. The house was the same way it was before, small. Conan held onto to Yukiko hand firm, it looked odd since he was at her shoulder. Some of the kids that was walking by thought they was together, Yukiko blushed. "Do I really look that young?" She asked after shunting the door.

"Well, it seem like you never age...So you still look like your 20 or maybe 18. I could see why they thought we was together, seeing how you wanted to hold my hand." Conan shrug his shoulders, before noticing the smile on his mother face. "Why are you smiling like that?"

"Because your holding my hand for the first time." Conan blinked, before looking down at they're joinned hands. He blush slightly embarrass. "Well you asked me to do it." He pulled his hand away.

"Well, any way. The reason why we're here is because I want to spend some time with you." Yukiko smiled, softly. Conan stared at her, for a little while.

"Okaasan..." He spoke lowly, while she grabbed his hand pulling him up stairs into the room where she took the photos of him from. The window now showed the night sky with all the stars shinning brightly, the room still was dark, but everything became clear once they got in front of the window. His mother walked in front of it with her hands behind her back.

"What happen to you, Co-chan?" She asked staring out the window. Conan stared at her. "What happen with the Kid heist? I overheard you saying something about it." She spoke in a serious tone.

"Nothing happen." He lied. "It just was the usual thing."

"Then how did you get that scar on your cheek?" Conan placed his hand against his cheek. "You was Kid on that heist and something happen."

"It's none of your business!" He exclaimed, ball his hands into fist. He throw his arm out point back to where he believed the door was at. "If this is all you want to talk about then I'm leaving!"

"This is my business your my son!" She yelled back. "But your not the same, you got that look in your eyes."

"What are you talking about? I'm not your son anymore, Kudou-kun is!" He yelled.

"Your still my son, it don't matter if your Conan or Shinichi!" She cried, placing her hands on his shoulders. "Conan you change, you got the same look in your eyes that killers have. Their dark and full with rage and hate."

She was right, they was. After what happen on the roof when Snake shot at him and Haibara, he got mad not just at Snake, but at everybody who is in the black organizations. He wanted them died, he tried to push that thought into the back of his head, but it wouldn't go. When he seen that Akako was shot his rage grow, unlike Gin's death he didn't freak. A evil grin had found it way onto his face, the only words that went though his mind was. "That what you deserve you bastard." Those words was spoken in a dark voice, an evil voice that he didn't even recognize.

"Look Conan, you don't have to feel this way. I understand that what was happening was making life hard for you, but becoming like them will only make it worse. I'm your mother and if anything is wrong you could tell me and I'll be there in a heart beat. Just let it go all the rage, I'm here for you." She smiled, softly when Conan suddenly throw his arms around her neck. Yukiko eyes widen, this was the first time he hugged her.

"I love you Okaasan." He spoke in a sore voice, but no tears came from his eyes. He pulled away, looking out the window, the hateful look no longer in his eyes. "It's a nice night." He smiled. "I'm going to get something to drink, I'll be right back." He walked toward where he believe the door was, it took him a moment to find it. He left down the stairs, filling his glass with water. When suddenly he felt a shock run through his body, he dropped the glass running back up stairs.

He ran into the dark room and heard a voice, a deep voice full with nothing but evil. "Vodka!" Conan turn around, he couldn't see the man, but he know he was there. He could feel the man's glare.

"I think you should be worry about her." Vodka, pointed at the woman on the ground. Conan heart felt like it was about to breck through his ribcage. He ran over to her, turing his back on Vodka.

He placed his hands under her head, pulling it up. He seen the faint smile on her face, she placed her hand against his cheek. "Remeber Conan never...become...Like...Them and don't forget that I love you." Her hand fell down from his cheek, leaving her blood on it.

"Okaasan!" He shook her, biting his lower lip. "Okaason Wake up! Wake up!" He broke into tears. "Please Wake up." He cried, tears running down his face like a water fall. He hugged her body tightly as he cried, he feel the warmth of her body fading. He lower her, placing her head on the ground. He closed her eyes, staring at her peaceful face. His shoulders start to shake as he turn around toward Vodka."I'll kill you Vodka!" As soon as the words left his mouth that look came back into his eyes, buring like fire. He grasped when the words left his mouth.

He lower his head, nowing fighting with that dark side of him that he never knew was there. He raised his head, the look gone once again, now he could see Vodka clearly. "Your a fool." Vodka frown. "You have no gloves on which mean your finger prints are every where, They're find you Vodka and you'll be sent to jail." He lower his head while he stood. "I hope you DIE A slow and painful death when your in there!" He yelled, just that this time it wasn't from rage, he really ment it.

"And I hope you said you goodbye to the World Of The Living!" Vodka yelled, rushing the boy. He reach for the boy, but Conan move quickly out the way. He avoid each attack, but when took out his gun pointing it at his mother's face, he stopped. Vodka took that moment of weakness and kicked the boy, hard in the middle of his chest. Conan back crash against the window, brecking the glass as he dropped. His eyes widen as he fell, he was about to take out his winds, but his back hit the ground hard. "Edogawa-kun...If something...Hard or sharp...Hit that spot you...Will...Die." Haibara voice, ring in his head.

His body now unable to move, his breath coming out shorter and shorter. "I don't think anything sharp will be hitting that spot anytime soon...It's pretty unusual." He heard his own voice. A wave of pain ran through his body, making him grasp for air which his lungs couldn't take in. A burning feeling ran through his veins like poison, his vision fading. His strength leaving his body. He watch as a black figure which he believe was Vodka step over him with evil smile. He tried to move, he wanted to stop Vodka, but he couldn't. "I'm sorry, Ai-chan." Those was his last words before everything faded never to be seen again.

To Be Continued...

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