Author's Note: Meh, took me a long time to update, sorry! First of all, replied to some reviews:

Kristanite: XD Good one, good one!

Tive: Yep, that's why there's more to the story of Shinichi and Ran. Will probably be Part 4.

Anyway, here's Part 2 with Heiji and Kazuha!

Disclaimer: All the characters below are copyrighted to Aoyama Gosho. If you see anything that's illogical to the real story, it's because I made half of the things up. That's what a fanfiction's supposed to be, isn't it? XP

PART 2

"Ohayou gozaimasu, Hattori-keibu!" Tohyama-keiji greeted with a smile and a bow when the door opened.

Hattori Heizou returned the smile, bowing a little as well. "Ohayou, Tohyama-keiji. Glad you can make it."

"Me too. I hope you don't mind me bringing my daughter. My wife is away, so I have to take care of her today."

Tohyama moved to the side slightly, revealing a young girl clutching to his leg. Her eyes were wide in innocence, and her hair was in a ponytail. She stared up at Hattori. "Ohayou gozaimasu," she said shyly.

"Very cute," Hattori said, taking a good look at her. "I suppose my son can accompany her while we discuss on the case. Hei-chan!" he called behind him. "Look who's here!"

A head popped out from the living room. It was a boy around Tohyama's daughter's age, with eyes of curiosity and quite dark skin. He trotted out to his father. "Ohayou gozaimasu, Tohyama-san," he chirped. Then his eyes caught sight of the girl. He blinked.

"Hei-chan, this is Tohyama-san's daughter," Hattori told him. "I want you to play with her while Tohyama-san and I do some work. Be sure you don't bother us, okay?"

"Hai," the boy said, looking up at his father.

While Hattori and Tohyama left, the boy walked down the corridor, the girl following him. "Ore wa Hattori Heiji," he said, looking at the girl. "Anata wa?"

"Tohyama Kazuha," the girl replied. She peered at him in curiosity. "Why are you so dirty?"

Heiji stumbled a little as a huge sweat drop formed behind his head. He turned, looking embarrassed and annoyed at the same time. "I'm not dirty. I'm dark-skinned," he retorted.

Kazuha blinked. "Why are you dark-skinned then?"

"Because Ojii-chan is dark-skinned."

"Why isn't your Otou-san dark-skinned, if your Ojii-san is?"

"How should I know?"

Kazuha folded her arms. "Ne, you're stupid."

Heiji's vein throbbed, but he kept his cool. He turned, his hands behind his head. "You asked me, so you are stupid, too."

"Hey!"

"Let's play hide-and-seek! I'll hide! Count to 100!" Heiji said very fast, and ran off like a wind before Kazuha could speak. She let out a sigh and started counting.

"…97, 98, 99, 100. Ready or not, here I come!" Kazuha called, opening her eyes.

She trotted down the unfamiliar corridor, wondering where she should go. She could not help staring around her in awe. This place is big, she thought. How am I going to find Heiji-kun here?

As she wandered, she heard a noise behind her. She turned, and met a tall lady in a kimono. "Hello there," the lady said with a smile. "You must be with Tohyama-san, right?" Kazuha nodded. "What's your name?"

"Kazuha," she replied.

"That's a very cute name!" Kazuha couldn't help blushing at the compliment. "I'm Hattori-san's wife, Ikenami. What are you doing here?"

"I'm looking for Heiji-kun," Kazuha answered.

"Oh, are you?" Ikenami looked happy. "It's great that both of you are making friends now. I saw him running that way---" She pointed down the hall. "---and through the second door. Next time, don't let him out of your sight. He might be planning something like he always does."

"Okay," Kazuha said.

Ikenami patted her on the head, smiled, and headed off. When she was gone, Kazuha ran up to the second door and flung it open. She found herself in a study, but she didn't see Heiji. She decided that he was hiding somewhere in the room (it wasn't called 'Hide-and-Seek' for nothing). She started opening cupboards and looking under the tables. Finally, she looked up above a cupboard and found Heiji crouching there. "Found you!" she squealed.

"You're cheating," Heiji muttered, climbing carefully off the cupboard. Kazuha stuck her tongue at him cheekily.

They ended up playing the same game for the rest of the day until Tohyama-san and Kazuha had to go home.

---

A week later…

"I'm going to Hattori-keibu's now!" Tohyama-san called as he put on his shoes at the doorway, dressed neatly in a smart suit and ready to go out.

Just then, Kazuha ran up. "I want to go too!" she shouted.

"I'm sorry, Kazu-chan, but now that Okaa-san is back, I can't take you there," Tohyama said, stroking Kazuha's head. "Besides, I'm just going to do some work, I'll be back soon."

"But I wanna go!" Kazuha shrieked, tugging her father's shirt hard.

Tohyama quickly pulled her hand away. "All right, all right! Don't crease my shirt." He sighed. "Kazuha's coming with me!" he called before going after Kazuha, who gleefully slipped on her shoes and ran ahead of him.

At Hattori's house, Heiji was the one who answered the door. "Ohayoo gozaimasu," he immediately chirped. "Otou-san's waiting for oji-san in the study."

"Arigatou, Hei-chan," Tohyama said, slipping off his shoes with Kazuha before entering. "Both of you, off to play then. I'll call when I'm ready, Kazuha."

"Okay, Otou-san! Bye, Otou-san!" Kazuha sang. After Tohyama was gone, she turned to Heiji. "What do you want to play?"

"Hide-and-seek! I'll hide," Heiji immediately replied, and ran off before Kazuha could object.

She pouted, and started to count. "Ichi, ni, san, yon…"

Meanwhile, Heiji ran around, wondering where he should hide. He opened a couple of doors, but decided it was too easy. He needed a perfect hiding place---better than last week's.

He pulled open the door that led into the attic and went in, looking around. He dug through the stuffs, kicking up some dust that made him cough slightly. Something glinted in the pile. His eyes shone.

"…98, 99, 100! Ready or not, here I come!" Kazuha called, running towards the direction where Heiji disappeared to. She was more determined this time, having recognized the house by then. As she was looking around, she noticed that the door leading to the attic was ajar. She knew it wouldn't be open if no one was in there. Grinning, she walked in. "You're a lousy hider, Heiji!" she sang. "I know you're here!"

Just then, something snapped onto her wrist. She whirled around to find Heiji snapping the other half of a handcuff onto his own hand, grinning mischievously. "Hey! What are you doing?!" she shrieked.

"Arresting you, of course," Heiji answered, full of authority in his voice.

"Arresting me? I didn't do anything wrong!" Kazuha snapped. "Where did you get this?"

"It's Otou-san's, I found it," Heiji replied happily. "You aren't going anywhere now!"

Kazuha tugged, but the handcuff was locked tightly onto her wrist, keeping her and Heiji together. She growled. "You're bad, Heiji!"

"And you're girlish," Heiji teased. "Oww!" Kazuha had punched him in the shoulder.

"You---get---it---out---NOW!"

"Fine, fine! Party pooper," Heiji muttered as he started to tug at the handcuff.

"Wait, what are you doing?" Kazuha demanded, stopping him.

"Trying to get it off, what else?"

"Baka, you need a key to unlock it first!"

"Oh…I knew that!" Heiji snapped, turning slightly red. He started to head towards the pile where he found the handcuff, but could not go forward. He turned to see Kazuha standing in her root. "Hey, I can't go and get the key if you don't come with me!"

Kazuha rolled her eyes and walked with him to the pile. Heiji spent fifteen minutes overturning and pushing the stuffs away roughly, kicking up lots of dust ("Can you cough be more cough gentle?!" "Shut up!"). Finally, he looked up at Kazuha, grinning sheepishly. "Err, I think we should see Otou-san…"

"You can't find the key?!" Kazuha shrieked.

"I'm sure Otou-san has one!" Heiji quickly told her. "Come on, let's go get him!"

He started to run, but was held back by the handcuff. He turned to see Kazuha staring at the floor. "Well, what are you waiting for?"

"Heiji…I---I---" She bit her lip. "I need to go to the bathroom."

Heiji stared at her for a second before muttering, "Oh, man."

---

"I'm sorry," Heiji muttered.

"You better be," Kazuha retorted.

"There, you're free," Hattori-keibu said that night, slipping the rest of the handcuff off Kazuha and Heiji's wrists and brushing the pieces of it aside. They touched their wrists fondly, squealing. "That will teach you to mess with police stuffs.

"It was Heiji's fault," Kazuha retorted.

Tohyama laughed. "It's okay, Kazuha. Thanks for the dinner as well, Hattori-keibu. It was very good."

"Don't thank me, thank my wife," Hattori said with a laugh. "She makes the best meal in the country."

"Well, we have to go now." Tohyama stood up. "Come on, Kazu-chan. What are you doing?"

"Ahh---nothing," Kazuha chirped, shoving whatever she took into her pocket. She skipped after her father out of the house, humming to herself happily, while Heiji could only raised his eyebrow in curiosity.