Naoko
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Chapter Seven: The Kid
"I knew you'd cooperate. You're too sensitive Kudou. You shouldn't care whether she dies," Kid said.
"I'm not like you! I don't just wipe it off when an innocent girl gets killed!" he said angrily.
"Fine. Don't bite my head off," Kid said holding his hands up defensively. "I'll meet you here tomorrow night. Midnight. Don't be late, Kudou." He started to leave. Then he stopped and looked at Shinichi.
"What?" Shinichi snapped.
"Drink this," he said, handing Shinichi a vial. Kid watched expectantly and Shinichi downed it. He made a face and dropped the vial. Kid turned to go again.
"And just so you know, I don't like it when little kids die either." He was gone.
'What have I done?' Shinichi thought miserably.
Shinichi walked back into his bedroom at home and lay down. He felt sorry for himself. How could he help Kid? It was too unreal. Famous detective Shinichi Kudou just agreed to help also famous Kaito Kid. He'd go to jail and Ran would hate him.
'This wouldn't be so hard if I didn't love her so much!' he thought angrily, hitting his pillow. 'It's not fair...'
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He apparently fell asleep, for when he awoke the next morning he felt anything but refreshed. He felt sick to his stomach. Ran peered down at him.
"You've got a fever, Conan-kun," she whispered sounding concerned. He grunted.
"Yeah..." he muttered weakly. She placed a cool hand on the side of his face. He took in a deep, shaky breath and tilted his head to look at her through half-closed lids.
"You're staying home today," she said firmly. She tucked him in tightly and ruffled his hair gently.
"Ran..." he said weakly, not wanting her to leave. She paused.
"Don't worry, Conan-kun. I'm just going to call the school and tell them you're sick. I'll come right back, I promise."
'I must have stressed myself sick,' he thought wearily.
"Conan-kun, do you need anything?" Ran asked from the doorway. Shinichi was feeling a bit woozy and lightheaded, and couldn't seem to control his voice.
"Don't leave me, Ran," he implored. She stopped.
"I won't, Conan," she said. "I told you I wouldn't, remember?"
"Please," he begged, tears in his eyes. Ran looked taken aback and she looked pitying.
"Conan-kun..." she started. Tears fell down his flushed face.
"I'm scared," he whispered. She practically flew to his side. He hadn't shown so much emotion since...Ran couldn't even remember. He sniffled and sobbed, inching closer to her.
"I won't go," she said. She cradled him like a first born son, rocking him soothingly. He was scared.
"Never leave me, Ran," he pleaded.
"Shh...calm down, everything's okay," she soothed.
"I did a bad thing," he whispered.
"What?" she asked confused.
"I did –," his eyes slid closed and he passed out. She blinked. Shaking her head, she gently set him back down on the bed and pulled up a chair. Settling herself down in it, she watched her small friend sleep.
'He reminds me so much of Shinichi...' she thought sadly. She was lost in her thoughts for so long, she fell asleep.
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Conan awoke again at eleven o'clock. He had one hour to meet Kid at the school. He still felt groggy and sick.
'I can't meet Kid. I'm too sick...wait! That drink Kid gave me! I felt fine before then! Ugh! Damn him!' he sat up shakily and wiped feverish sweat off his forehead. He pushed off the blankets and stood up, almost falling over in the process. Still in his pajamas, he stumbled out of the house. His feet were bare as he tripped and stumbled down the empty street. He finally made it to the school, tripping and falling flat on the grass.
He just laid there face down for a while, wondering how much time he had. He was wearing his watch, but he didn't have the strength to check. The grass was damp and cool on his feverish face. He was sweating profusely but he couldn't stop shivering. His glasses had fallen off and lay next to him. Everything was blurry and he couldn't see. The last thing he remembered was two gentle arms turning him over and lifting him up before he fell into blackness.
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Kid dabbed a wet washcloth at the sick boy's forehead, wiping off dirt, grass and cold sweat. He didn't know that his little concoction would make him so sick. Currently, the small detective was lying on his bed, unconscious. It was probably his weaker immune system in his smaller body. Kid shrugged, taking away the cloth.
He unbuttoned the shrunken detective's pajama top and took it off his slight body. He took off his pants next, leaving him in his underwear. Quietly, he set the dirty clothes away to be washed and brought a fresh set, which he redressed him in. The boy was limp as he did this.
"Wake up Kudou. Come on," he prodded. Shinichi didn't move. Kid frowned. "Up, Kudou. This isn't nap time." But the boy wouldn't budge. He sighed and rubbed his forehead. He would just have to wait. Then suddenly, the boy stirred.
"Ugh..." he groaned. He whimpered and shifted. Kid just blinked. After waiting, he cocked his head to the side, staring at the boy. Then suddenly, the boy raised himself on his hands and knees and retched violently onto the floor. Kid jumped and backed up, avoiding him. Conan dry heaved for a while, emptying the liquid out of his system thoroughly. He took a deep shuddering breath and collapsed, panting and crying. Kid was shocked to see the pained expression on his face.
"Finally decided to join us in the living world, Kudou?" he asked. Shinichi clenched his eyes shut and coughed weakly.
"What did you do to me?" he rasped weakly. Kid almost didn't hear.
"It was just a small sedative. You seemed to have taken it the wrong way. Too much stress in your system, Kudou. I'll do that to you," he said lightly.
"I can't breath," he grunted.
"It'll pass," Kid answered.
And after a few more minutes of intense pain and raspy breathing, it did pass. But Shinichi didn't think he could hold himself up if he tried. Kid seemed to read his thoughts and came over, propping him up on the pillows.
"Why are you doing this to me?" Shinichi asked quietly.
"I'm not doing this to you. I'm helping her," Kid answered.
"You can save her yourself. You said so," Shinichi whispered weakly, his vision blurring slightly.
"I never said that. I said I could help you. I can't do it without your help," Kid replied. "You're very important in this too. I can't do this alone."
"Why do you want to do this?" asked Shinichi.
"Because," Kid answered simply.
"That's not a very good reason," Shinichi laughed a little.
"Because Akoko is behind it. I'm sure she is. I'm going to put a stop to it once and for all," Kid said.
"Ak-oko?" Shinichi muttered.
"She does black magic. And the blood of your little friend is important to them. It could kill more than just her," Kid said.
"So what do I have to do?" Shinichi asked groggily.
"Just sleep. I'll fix everything with Ran tomorrow," Kid said lightly, sliding Conan down and covering him with a blanket.
"I don't want to sleep..." he said tiredly. But his efforts were in vain, and he slipped into a deep slumber.
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Ran blinked dazedly. She was slouched over in her chair, feeling quite sore. She groaned and sat up strait, cracking her back loudly. She blinked when she noticed something off. Conan was gone! She stood up quickly and ripped the blankets off the bed. A paper fluttered to the ground and she stooped quickly to read it. It was in Conan's handwriting.
Ran-neechan,
I got up earlier than you and let you sleep. Sorry. I'm staying at Dr. Agasa's house the rest of the week. I'll miss you!
Conan
Ran frowned. She could have sworn he was too sick to stand yesterday, now he was up and about. Something didn't seem right about this.
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"Hey, Kudou, nap time's over. Its time to get your little friend out of this mess," Kid said, shaking Shinichi awake. Shinichi opened his eyes wearily and glared.
"What do you want?" he grumbled.
"Time to sort out this thing. If we're going to save your friend we're doing it as soon as possible," Kid replied.
"Okay," Shinichi sighed. He sat up shakily and rolled his neck. He looked down at himself and noticed he was in unfamiliar pajamas.
"What?" Kid asked when Shinichi didn't follow.
"Wouldn't happen to have any other clothes, would you, Kid?" Shinichi asked.
"Yes. I went over to your place and took some of your stuff. You've got enough for a week. And by the way, call me Kaitou," he said.
"Right. Only if you call me Shinichi," he replied with a grin.
"Fine Ku – Shinichi. Let's go," Kaitou said. Shinichi slid off the bed and followed Kaitou. They went into the next room and sat at the table. Kid laid out a blueprint of one of the largest banks in Japan.
"So this is the one you want me to help you with?" Shinichi asked.
"Yes," Kaitou answered. "I've marked off where there are security guards, motion detectors, and alarms," Kaitou explained. "The guards are in blue, the alarms are in red, and the motion detectors are green."
"Looks easy enough," Shinichi muttered to himself. "So it looks like you just have to go along this way," he said running his finger down a hallway, "Then you left at the end, right, left, left, left, left, then a right," he muttered, following with his finger. "Then down these stairs and two more lefts. After that there are three flights of stairs and you've reached the basement.
"But there are motion detectors everywhere down there," he said with a frown. Kaitou looked over at where he was looking.
"Looks like there's a path there," he said pointing.
"Yes but there are guards everywhere," Conan pointed out the blue dots.
"Do you think that I could get around them?" Kid asked.
"I don't know. If you could make yourself small you might be able to slip around them," Conan said with a frown. Kaitou didn't reply. Conan looked up. Kaitou was staring at him expectantly. Conan blinked.
"Oh no! No way, Kaitou! Now way in hell!" he said loudly. Kid cocked an eyebrow.
"You agreed to help me," Kaitou reminded him.
"But I didn't agree to go in!" Shinichi panicked.
"You said you'd help! You never said you weren't going in," Kid protested.
"B – But – I jus – you nev – ugh!" he threw his hands up in annoyance.
"Excellent. So you'll slip past the guards and get the money out of the safe," Kaitou said.
"But I'll have to go alone! I won't be able to reach the safe! I'm short, remember?" Shinichi said irritably. Kaitou frowned thoughtfully.
"Isn't there some way you could turn back into yourself? Just for a little while?" Kid asked.
"Well...If I could get Heiji Hattori to get me some more then I could be Shinichi again for maybe...four hours," Conan thought aloud.
"Great. I'll go see Hattori then," Kid said getting up.
"Now?" Conan asked.
"Yeah, now! I want to get this done. Tomorrow," Kaitou said firmly. He left before Shinichi could protest.
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