Mitsuharu Shorts and What-Ifs

Title: Mitsuharu Shorts and What-Ifs
Rating: T
Fandom: Detective Conan
Summary: This is a collection of stories that revolves around my main fanfiction, Mitsuharu. It will contain shorts that are canon to the Mitsuharu storyline as well as What-Ifs.

What if Gin took APTX 4869 and shrank?
Part IV

The Detective Boys were at an arcade. "Wow, they have a new shooting game!" Genta and Mitsuhiko were about to play but were rudely shoved out of the way by some middle schoolers.

"Out of the way brats," The middle schoolers said. "These games aren't for babies,"

"Babies!?" Genta growled. "We're not babies!"

"Yeah!" Mitsuhiko nodded. "And we were here first!"

"Brats like you aren't even able to do well in this game," One middle schooler scoffed. "Why don't you go and play your kiddie games?"

"Five thousand yen says that I can beat you," Mizama betted.

"Easy cash," The second bully grinned. "You're on. But we'll be playing the highest level of difficulty,"

"No problem," Mizama agreed.

The game started and of course Mizama was winning. He would've had a perfect score if the other middle schoolers hadn't started throwing attacks. Mizama expected this and dodged and blocked. He then, while still shooting at the screen, defeated his attackers. Despite all of this trouble, Mizama still won the game.

"That was so cool!" Ayumi commented.

"Where'd you learn to fight like that?" Mitsuhiko inquired.

"I learned kung fu from my mentor in Germany," Mizama answered honestly. When he was younger he traveled from country to country until he eventually became stationed in Japan. During his time in Germany, he was taught martial arts so that he could still fight even if he were weaponless. His mentor had been a master of kung fu.

XXX

The Detective Boys played a bunch of arcade games. Mizama was especially talented in the shooting and the racing games. After all, he was formerly and adult and had years of experience. The only problem with the racing games that Mizama had was that it was a bit different from driving a real car. It was similar enough that he was first place though.

One of the games was a dancing game. Ayumi dragged Conan to dance with her. Mitsuhiko and Genta cheered Ayumi on but were jealous of Conan. Afterwards, the two boys had a turn but weren't as talented. "Next is Ai-chan and Mizama-kun!" Ayumi said.

"No thanks," Mizama shook his head. "I think I'll pass,"

"What's wrong, Ikari-kun?" Haibara flashed a smirk at him. "Scared of losing?"

Mizama gave her a 'how-dare-you' look. "I won't lose!"

The two danced, though it was obvious that Haibara was more amused at Mizama's super serious expression as he landed each step with extreme accuracy. It was one of the things that both Haibara and Conan thought they would never see.

XXX

Sometime later, they had been caught up in a case. Conan was not with them at the moment and the only thing the kids could do was run. They had witnessed the serial killers murder yet another victim and were being hunted down like animals. They eventually were cornered.

'I have the same power sneakers as Edogawa and Papa as well as a ball dispensing belt, but I never really kicked objects around,' Mizama thought. 'I only kicked people whenever close combat was unavoidable. It's also been a couple months so I've probably became really rusty. If only I had a gun!'

There were three men total, all armed with guns. "We can end this quickly or we can drag this out,"

"G-Gin…" Fear filled Haibara's whispers. "Can't you do something?"

Mizama gritted his teeth. 'I only have one shot,' He deployed a soccer ball and kicked it in the direction of the nearest man. The ball hit the man's hand, knocking the gun to the ground. Mizama lunged for the gun and quickly fired a shot each at the other two men, disarming them. He then fired a shot into each of their legs to stop them from attacking again. While he was focused on those two, the first man took out a knife and stabbed Mizama in the side.

"DIE YOU DAMN BRAT!"

"MIZAMA-KUN!"

Mizama grimaced in pain but the adrenaline allowed him to fire a bullet into the man's skull. Haibara rushed to his side and started applying first aid. "Heh…before I used to love the look of terror in your eyes as I hunted you down…" Mizama whispered so only Haibara could hear. "But now…I don't like that look on your face…"

XXX

Mizama woke up in the hospital. It was already nightfall and Haru had stayed by his side the entire time, though he had fallen asleep in the chair in the process. Conan, who had recently just entered, stood next to Haru. "You protected them,"

"Of course I did," Mizama sat up, slightly hissing as he did so. "They're my friends,"

"Thank you," Conan said. "You've changed since you shrunk,"

"It's the freedom," Mizama replied. "I don't want it taken away. But…if I ever have to choose between freedom and my friends…I'll choose my friends," He let out a low chuckle. "Who would've thought I'd ever say that line? If Vermouth overheard, I'd never hear the end of it,"

"So…you're actually Gin?" Haru had actually just been resting his eyes and had overheard their conversation.

Mizama looked like a deer caught in headlights. He managed to work up the courage to speak. "Do you hate me?"

Haru hesitated but brought him into a hug. "How can I hate you when you're so adorable like this?" He let out a laugh. "But we're going to need to set some ground rules. No killing people,"

"What if they try to kill me and my friends?" Mizama questioned.

"No killing them," Haru smirked. "But I didn't say that you can't maim them,"

'Crap, it'll be bad if Cognac hears about the attempted murder!' Conan's eyes widened. "Where are those three criminals?"

"They just mysteriously disappeared," Cognac claimed as he entered the room and handed a teddy bear to Mizama.

"I know that he's Gin so you don't have to keep the father act in front of me," Haru told him.

"Mizama seems to like the bear," Cognac pointed at their son.

Mizama was hugging the stuffed animal and burying his face in its fur. "So soft and fluffy…" He realized that all eyes were on him so he cleared his throat. "Uh…thanks for the bear,"

"If you know that he's Gin, then do you know that I'm Cognac?" The blue haired man inquired.

"I've always known you were Cognac but I pretended that I didn't," Haru revealed. "I'm a good actor. I went to a two week long acting camp,"

"What did you do in acting camp anyway?" Cognac asked.

"It was horrible!" Haru had a terrified expression. "They were all really strict!"

"Unless you had Kaa-san as your instructor, it couldn't have been that bad," Conan rolled his eyes.

"She was the head instructor!"

"You have my condolences,"

XXX

"HARU-CHAN!" The front door was knocked off its hinges and Yukiko stood there, fuming. "How could you not tell us that you have a son!?"

"Now dear," Yusaku tried to calm her down. "Please don't destroy our house or hurt Haru-kun,"

"I want to meet my new grandson!" Yukiko demanded.

'Women are terrifying!' Mizama hid behind Haru, this time actually scared. 'Who the hell is she!?'

"Yukiko-san, please don't be so angry," Haru somehow was calm. "Did Shin-kun inform about Mizama's identity?"

"Yes," Yukiko lowered his voice to a normal tone. "He said that although he's still wary of him, he does trust him,"

Mizama got a better look at Yukiko. "Aren't you Vermouth's friend?"

"I'm Kudo Yukiko," She introduced herself and then pointed to her husband. "He's my husband, Yusaku,"

"You're rather friendly towards me, despite the fact that I tried to kill your son," Mizama noted.

"I was going to murder you at first but Shin-kun said that you saved the Detective Boys and got stabbed," Yukiko said. "That proves that even you can change,"

Even though Haru knows that Mizama is Gin, he'll still treat him the same.

As for that acting camp…Yukiko is very strict. When Shinichi was in third grade and got the lead role of Ikyuu-san for a play, Yukiko trained him "halfway to hell."