Disclaimer: Don't own anything besides the plot and the possible OCs.

A/N: So... Idk man.

Shinichi and Conan really haven't had a proper bonding time. At least, that's what their parents told them when the two came home to 'adopt' Conan. Conan couldn't blame them for thinking that way, Shinichi couldn't really relax when there was still school and paper works to deal with.

So now, in an almost perfectly good Friday afternoon, Shinichi decided they should go to the mall.

'Almost perfect' because this Shinichi definitely took after their mom's dress up shenanigans. They team worked on dressing him up today. Conan was yet again forced into wearing something he wasn't too keen to wear.

He wasn't off of wearing a slightly loose jean dungaree, paired up with a pastel pink oversized hoody they made him wear underneath it. He was thankfully wearing his power up shoes, because according to Yukiko, "It's red, Shin-chan, it's okay."

Though Shinichi still made him wore a pink and white striped socks. He was also wearing a brown fluffy bear head backpack.

Needless to say, Mr. Cuddles earned a place in the laundry after Conan threw it outside his bedroom window and landed on a mud.

"Why do you hate that bear so much?" Shinichi asked as he picked up his wallet and keys.

"No, you got it wrong! Mr. Cuddles' the one who hates me!" Conan corrected as Shinichi opened the shoe cabinet.

Shinichi sighed, "It's a thing, Conan. It can't hate." He said as he grabbed his sneakers.

"Well, things can have feelings." Conan crossed his arms. He didn't know why he was enjoying this banter. His reasons were nonesense, and he knew Shinichi's right.

"Well then you should feel sorry for all those soccer balls you kick."

Right, child soldier theory.

"That's different! It's their purpose!" Conan argued, "...and you're the one playing soccer, you hypocrite!" He pointed.

"Aw, look at my two babies arguing." Yukiko cooed as she came by from the kitchen and walked towards them.

"Get home safe you two!" Their mom sing-songed, kissing their cheeks and hugging them senseless before officially letting them go.

When they exited the gate and Shinichi locked it, the teen held out his hand to Conan. Conan only looked at it confused. Were they going to make a deal or something?

Shinichi raised an eyebrow at him, "You're supposed to take my hand while we walk, Conan."

Conan looked at him incredulously, "Umm... No?"

Shinichi rolled his eyes as Conan turned away and started walking down the street.

Conan tried to remember if he ever initiated on inviting others to go out when he was still Kudo Shinichi. He couldn't seem to remember past the Tropical Island one.

'Huh... Weird.'

He couldn't really dwell on it when right at that very moment, Shinichi was almost killed via hit and run if it wasn't for Conan pulling him from the start of the zebra line.

"Niichan!" He exclaimed, tugging at the teen's hand, "What is wrong with you?!"

Shinichi only blinked, "I... don't know?" He paused, " I just... blanked out or something..."

Conan suddenly feared for the teen's life. What had caused the teen to blank out and almost die?

He held the teen's hand for the rest of the way to the mall. Shinichi didn't comment.

They got to the mall fine after that. They mostly talked about what Shinichi did that week, or giving each other easy riddles to solve as they go along. Though Conan didn't like the fact Shinichi bought more outfits he didn't want to wear, except that blue winter jacket Conan insisted on buying because it reminded him of the time he was buried in an avalanche.

Conan realized later on that it was a bad way to willingly buy things to be reminded of, though it was one of many events ingrained in his mind.

When they got to the food court, they played 'I spy' with a twist of deducing the person based on what they see.

Of course, with their rotten luck, they spotted a man with a knife too late as the man stabbed another man then fled. Shinichi was already on call with the police when they got across the room to the person stabbed.

Thankfully, the ambulance came fast enough to save the man from bleeding to death. The murderer was still out there so Shinichi followed where the guy went.

Conan didn't like letting him go especially since he didn't know if Shinichi would blank out again. So Conan followed right after the ambulance came and took care of the victim. He wasn't going to let his past self get hurt.

Like right about now, he mused when he reached the teen and pushed Shinichi back up the platform as the teen slipped from the edge.

"You're heavy." Conan grunted.

They continued to pursue the murderer. They shouted at every guard they came across to get the guy and they all reached to the rooftop. He quickly deduced that the guy wanted to commit suicide right after he killed his target. His older self said this out loud. The murderer panicked and attacked.

'I don't remember being this clumsy when I was in this form' he thought as he pulled Shinichi away from the murderer's knife.

When the police caught up with them and arrested the guy, Conan pushed Shinichi to a chair and sat him down. He searched for any possible injury, and seeing that there was none, he looked at his old self's eyes.

It was dazed.

"Niichan?" Conan called at the exact moment a potted plant came flying from no where. Conan had to pull the teen down so the potted plant flies over.

A woman came running over, apologizing as she explained that she slipped on a spilled juice some random toddler dropped. Shinichi seemed to snap out of it and forgave the woman while Conan didn't let her go and lectured, "You should be careful next time!"

"Kudo-san!" Someone called, making Shinichi and Conan look over to see Takagi-keiji coming over.

"Ah, Takagi-keiji." Shinichi greeted as Conan said one last thing to the woman before letting her go.

When Conan looked back at the new comer, said new comer stopped what he was about to say and gapped like a fish.

Then, "I didn't know you had a brother." Takagi-keiji finally said.

Shinichi grinned and ruffled Conan's hair, "Neither did I."

Conan pouted, he was still grumpy about the events, though he introduced himself, "Edogawa Conan." He lifted his hand for a handshake and Takagi-keiji shook it.

"Edogawa?"

Shinichi looked sheepish, rubbing the back of his head, "He didn't want to change his last name."

Takagi-keiji's eyes widened, "But you look so much alike!"

"It's a long story."

"Ah. Well, Kudo-san, Conan-kun, do you need a ride? Sato-san and I can take you home after this."

Conan was the one who replied, "Keiji-san, we forgot my bag in the food court. It's a fluffy brown bear head backpack."

Takagi-keiji nodded and told them to wait here as he gets it for them. As they wait, Shinichi and Conan didn't talk. They just sat beside each other, taking in on what just happened.

Conan was seriously concerned for Shinichi. He tried to look back on the previous events to see the reason or cause for the teen to suddenly be the target of multiple accidents.

The teen seems to blank out before every single accident happened... What was...

Conan's eyes widened and he looked at Shinichi. No... this can't be happening.

"Conan?" Shinichi was looking back at him, "What's wrong?"

Conan's eyes watered as he climbed up Shinichi's lap.

"Conan?"

Conan just hugged the teen. Gosh, he's so tired of not being himself. Of being so out of his own personality... but... is it still his?

He closed his eyes.

'I am Kudo Shinichi.'

"OI! WATCH OUT!"

Conan's eyes snapped open, glanced to the object flying over to their direction. He felt Shinichi's head turn to where the voice came from and raised his hands to brace the impact of the vase.

The vase didn't actually got to them though as Sato-keiji caught it just in time.

Shinichi quickly stood up and turned, all the while carrying Conan in his arms. Conan clung to the teen, burying his face in the crook of the teen's neck.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He whispered on the crook of the teen's neck.

"Is he okay?" A feminine voice asked.

He felt Shinichi trying to check on him but Conan only tightened his grip.

Shinichi sighed, "He's stressed. I don't think he handled the accidents well. You see..."

Conan stayed in Shinichi's arms the rest of the day.