Chapter two
Shinichi was frustrated. Very frustrated. He had just told the police how he ended up unconscious after witnessing the gun smuggling and they just started laughing at him. Not to mention, they looked ridiculously tall and always called him 'little kid'. Then he had snapped and told them he was a junior in high school and they laughed even more. What was wrong with them?
Then there was this strange girl, who still hadn't spoken a word. She just stared at the floor her long, wavy dark brown hair almost hiding her face. Her sky blue eyes seemed to be deep in thought as she stood two meters from him. Her light green t-shirt was like a dress on her and looked about twenty sizes too big.
Why would she wear that? Wait a minute, why was she his size? She was a little girl! Then he recalled the last hours events within a second. A bad feeling filled him as he turned around to see a mirror behind him. His reflection stood there stunned and frozen with horror. He was a little kid. His mind froze for a while only staring at the too small boy to be him in the mirror. This was not possible.
Shinichi's brain didn't register the other reflection that had showed up beside him. The girl looked at their reflections and scowled at them. Then she fastened her belt under the 'dress' and did the same with her shoes after rolling up her pant legs. Shinichi watched this realizing the girl was probably in the same situation as him. She turned away from the mirror and faced him.
"We should probably run", she glanced at the officers.
It took a while to register her words, but Shinichi's mind turned back into gear. He looked at one officer sideways trying to figure out what he was saying.
"We should take them to a creche as we can't find their parents now", the one, who had carried him here said.
There were sounds of agreement and Shinichi could only stare in horror. Then he felt adrenaline pump through his veins and started thinking in light speed. There were many reasons creche was a bad idea. First, it would drive him insane. Second, he wouldn't have parents to get him from there. Third, he couldn't just run away from there. Here he had a chance to run.
The girl tugged his too big hoodie.
"Let's go already!", she whispered fear in her eyes.
Shinichi nodded in agreement and took her hand yanking her into a sprint, out of the door. The officers panicked shouts were right behind them, but they weren't going to lose this chase. The horrible fate of creche would keep them (him) going as long as needed.
XXXX
Her lungs were burning, but not as badly as in the shrinking process. This was crazy! (And she thought 'crazy' too often) She was running away from the police with the Heisei Holmes who would soon become Edogawa Conan. This whole thing was crazy even without the 'running-away-from-the-police' -part. She was still wondering a little if she would wake up in her own bedroom after the run. The pitter patter and the feel of rain told her not.
Her legs wouldn't be able to carry her much longer.
"Could we- take a- break?", she managed between quick breaths.
Shinichi was pretty worn out too. He was breathing almost as hard as her and the police seemed to have lost them.
"Fine", the boy leaned against a wall panting heavily.
The girl practically fell into a sitting position beside the boy. They stayed like that for a good while to let their overexerted bodies steady themselves.
"So the poison turned us into kids, huh?", the girl huffed.
"So it seems", Shinichi replied bitterly.
Silence fell between the two for some seconds.
"What's your name?", the boy asked slumping beside the girl.
"Grace. Grace Filneyard"
Shinichi raised an eyebrow, "Not from Japan?"
"No. America. Mom was Japanese though", Grace stared into space.
"I'm Kudo Shinichi, a detective"
The girl smiled sadly, "Would have been nice to meet under different circumstances"
"...Yeah. Nice to meet you, anyway"
They stayed quiet for a little while and Grace thought about home. The home she didn't have anymore. Memories of a burning house and attempts to help her family inside swelled up inside her. Yeah. The home she didn't have anymore. She was lost. She was alone. She had no one.
Some persistent tears filled her eyes blurring her vision again. She shook her head and wiped them away. Hadn't she already dealt with this? They died months ago. Besides, wasn't it just good for her not to have her loved ones in this situation? Didn't have to worry about them getting killed. Others, yes, but not her loved ones. They were gone already. And not murdered, like most dead people in this world.
"Do you live in Japan?"
The question startled Grace awake from her memories. Right, she wasn't alone.
"...No", she had a hard time keeping her voice steady, "I was going to move here to live with my relatives after the house in America burned down"
She didn't even have to lie. It was perfectly true. Shinichi thought for a second.
"Your family went with it?", he asked.
That made Grace's throat tighten as she nodded fighting the tears back again.
"I'm sorry for your loss"
She nodded again. Shinichi sounded honest. Taking a deep breath she forced her emotions aside and stood up.
"Where should we go?"
The detective stood up too a hand on his chin.
"Will your relatives find your disappearance odd?"
Grace thought of what to respond. Her relatives didn't know she had come to Japan and that teleportation thing happened right after crashlanding with a plane, so…
"No. I didn't tell them I was coming. I've never met them anyway. Probably don't even know my parents are dead"
And so should I be if not that crazy teleportation stunt and one-in-a-million luck.
Shinichi frowned, "That's… unusual"
"So is being a high school detective"
Grace didn't know how the two facts were related, but she didn't care at the moment. She wanted to know where to go after these too crazy incidents. Shinichi and her were children now. Could this even be real? No, she already had confirmed it was.
"We could go to my house…", the boy trailed off.
"Agreed. Which way?", Grace said immediatly.
She was starting to feel cold and impatient in the rain. She was soaking wet. And her emotions were unstable. First she was shocked, then sad, then everything is funny and now nothing. Yep! She was blaming it on the rain. (She did blame the rain, but didn't know why. Probably after effects from everything being crazy)
XXXX
No idea when the next chapter is coming out. Probably this or next week. If not it's me forgetting this and updating next month. Let's hope it's not coming to that...