Request from Saruhno. Hope you like it.

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Fair Game

"Why are we doing this again?" Conan asked calmly, glaring at his western counterpart.

"Cuz it's fun!" Heiji cheered.

"That's no excuse." Conan grumbled.

"Aw, loosen up, Kudo. It'll be loads of fun, just you wait." The Osakan threw his bag over his shoulder, grinning broadly.

That grin promptly vanished ten minutes later. "What's he doing here!?" Hattori demanded of his childhood friend.

"What're you talking about, Ahou! These courts are open to anyone! Don't go acting as if you own the place. Ahou," Kazuha added in as an afterthought. Hattori grumbled, shooting glares at the object of his dislike.

"What were you saying, Heiji-nii-chan?" Conan grinned in his cutely innocent way. "This is going to be so much fun."

Hattori deflated. "Whatever. Let's just play."

"Sure." Conan said. "Um…how do you play, exactly?" Heiji face-faulted.

"Jeez, don't even know how to play…" His mumbles were cut off by a young brunette stepping between them and offering a hand to Conan.

"Want me to teach you how to play, kid?" He asked, a wide smile on his face.

"Sure." Conan chirped. "I'm Edogawa Conan. Are you with Hakuba-nii-chan?"

"Yep, but unfortunately it seems proper English gentlemen don't play volleyball. Anyway, I'm Kuroba Kaito."

"Hattori Heiji. And this ahou with me is Toyama Kazuha." The boy managed to introduce without ever once halting his glare towards Hakuba.

"I'm Mouri Ran." The girl stepped in with a smile. "Would you like me to ref?"

"Sure." Ran walked to the side of the court and Kaito began explaining the rules to Conan. "Well, actually, I doubt Hattori-san will play too seriously with you, that is if he can even play, so mainly you should probably just focus on hitting the ball."

"Okay. Do you want to play with us?" Conan invited.

"You can team with the kid. Kazuha and I are playin' together." Heiji said from the other side of the net. Kaito agreed and the games commenced.

It wasn't until he'd nearly exhausted himself trying to get the ball that Conan noticed something strange. Even as tired as he was, the ball still managed to go over the net. Considering he was hardly putting any force behind his hits, that was odd indeed. And then there was his teammate…

Kuroba Kaito had apparently been playing volleyball for a long time. That was the only explanation for some of the moves he was pulling off. Heck, Conan wasn't even sure if some of them should be counted as points, even though Ran called them. He had a feeling she was biased because he was on the team.

Kaito tapped the ball with his fist and it went flying in the opposite direction around the pole, landing obediently right inside Heiji's court. "Okay, I know that one was against the rules." Conan muttered flatly. Kaito sent him a grin. Ah hell, what did he care? He was winning!

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Heiji swore under his breath as another ball flew right past him. Dammit, this was so rigged! What the hell was going on?

"Heiji-nii-chan," Conan called. Heiji picked up the ball, ready to serve, and glanced at the boy. "Can we make a bet? Say, the loser has to do what he winner says sort of thing?" Hattori shivered. He could swear Kudo's grin was just short of feral.

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Omake

This was so not fair! Heiji pouted weakly, standing in front of a bizarre looking house that looked like it had come right out of the movies. Why did Kudo and that other guy, Kuroba or whatever, make him go here? What did he ever do to them!?

Actually, Heiji wasn't sure why he was so worked up about this. It was just a simple dare, right? Ring the doorbell, say something random, run like hell. That was all it entailed, right? What was so hard about that? He wasn't sure, but he knew that every fiber of his being was telling him to get the hell away. But it was a dare…

Gulping, Heiji reached up and rapped the snake-shaped knocker. After a few moments, the door opened and a beautiful young woman stepped out. Hey, maybe this wouldn't be so bad…

"Um, hi?" Heiji said intelligently.

"So this is the present Kuroba-kun promised." The girl looked him over slowly before turning and tossing her hair over her shoulder. "Throw his in the dungeon, Igor." She demanded. "We're going to have some…fun later." Heiji whimpered.

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Let it be noted that I know practically nothing about sports unless its tennis, and all I know about that, I learned from Prince of Tennis, so…

Note for TopazledHannah-kun: I'll see about getting some Hakuba/Conan interaction in here. If you're interested in supernatural, I do have one sorta supernatural fic called Out of Body Experience. I'm also working on another one but I have no clue when I'll ever get that out. XD

May as well put it again: Always accepting requests and will try to get them out quickly.