AN: hey guys, I thought of this just a second ago, and I'm bored so I'm going to make it!! It's going to be a few chapters long, don't know exactly how much, but you never know!!!

Mandi

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Case Closed, or Detective Conan, or whatever it's called.

One Day

Ah, the sweet smell of the air after it rains. How I loved this smell, how I loved walking around just letting it come into me, and how I am holding Rachel's hand through it all. There's only one thing wrong with this...

I'm three feet tall and six years old.

Well, not exactly true, but close enough. I am three feet tall, but I'm not six years old. I'm sixteen year old, Jimmy Kudo, teenage detective. Two men in black poisoned me two years ago, and now I have to make Richard Moore, Rachel's dad, become a famous detective so I might get a lead on who poisoned me. The bad part of it all is... I'm in love with Rachel, and I can't tell her that when I'm three feet tall and she thinks I'm Conan Edogawa!

I sighed, rolling my eyes and looking at my side as we walked down the sidewalk back home. Rachel was carrying a grocery bag in her other hand, while her left hand was holding mine. After these two years, I had gotten to know Rachel so much more than I ever thought possible. So many ways...

I smiled to myself, but then shook the perverted thought out of my head. If she knew I was thinking that, boy, would she kill me. I sighed and began to swing my hand, swinging Rachel's along with it.

She laughed, "We're almost home, Conan. Maybe when we get back you can call Amy, Mitch or George to come over?"

Great, the other six year olds who I've become their new friend. They were good kids, don't get me wrong, it's just... I'm not six, I'm sixteen! "Uh, sure Rachel, sounds like fun!" I replied, showing her a huge smile. She smiled back and we turned around the corner, home was right there.

Once inside, Richard looked up at us from his paper and groaned. "Rachel, what took you so long? I was getting hungry!"

"Oh dad," Rachel replied, setting some of the groceries on the table. "I took Conan to the park. We had a blast, didn't we Conan?"

I nodded and laughed a little, "We sure did!"

She laughed, and brought the food into the kitchen.

"Hurry up with dinner!" Richard called back to her, but she merely waved her hand in response. His eyes lowered down to me, and I shrugged, taking a seat on the couch.

"You had a visitor, kid." He said coldly.

"Really? For me? Who?"

"I don't know, that crazy doctor guy that lives next door to that Jimmy Kudo kid. Dr. Akasa or whatever his name is."

"Dr. Agasa?"

"Yeah, yeah, that's it. He said he has something to give you," he brought his attention back to the paper. "He said it's something really important."

Could it be...? Before Richard could say another word, I was out the door, running down to the doc's house.

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"You see Jimmy," Dr. Agasa told me as I sat on his chair, holding the little cup of pink liquid in my hand. "That poison mixes with the poison that's already in your system, causing it to return to your body's normal state."

I smiled, "really? I can become my normal self again?"

I was about ready to rip off the top of the bottle when the Doc snatched it away from me. "Aww..."

"You can't drink it yet!" He said, holding it close to him like a baby. "You still don't know how it works."

"Yeah I do! I drink it, and become normal!"

"For only one day."

My smile had vanished. "ONE day?"

He nodded, a grim expression on his face. "I don't know how to make it permanent just yet, Jimmy. And besides, I thought you could use this to finally tell Rachel that you'll be coming home soon."

I sighed, the old guy had a point. But, if I do turn back and it's only for a day, Rachel will sure want to know where I'm going until I get back. And what about Conan? She's going to wonder where he is. I guess I can make an excuse in this body, say I'm going to visit someone, drink the thing, and return back to see her.

But what do I do when I see her? Most likely she'll kill me. After that she might give me a chance to explain myself, and then take her out for a nice dinner, maybe a movie. Not the amusement park, no way!

"Jimmy?"

I snapped out of my trance and stared at the doc. "What?"

"If you take this, and you drink it, you will turn back twenty four hours after you drink it. Exactly twenty four hours."

I nodded and snatched the drink out of his hand. "I'll be careful doc. Thanks! I'll return later, after it wears off, to tell you how it went!"