Decision of Fate

by KaitouKudou

The long awaited final chapter, epilogue included. I hope you all like it. This story is DONE!

1. Default Chapter

Story line Base

This is one I sent to a ELA teacher so it contains character descriptions. I apologize to FanFic members for I did not know voting was prohibited. Therefore, please do not vote any more. I have made my decision on who will die and who will live and I hope all of you will enjoy it no matter who it is. I posted this file because I was too lazy to put up all 11 chapters back up. Yes, ch.11 is up now! Please R&R

My story is based on a mystery anime series. The following are the characters.

Kudou Shinichi: seventeen year old high school detective. When he caught taking sight of some suspicious activities when he went to an amusement park with his childhood friend Ran, he was too caught up in looking at the crime and didn't notice another person coming behind him. He got hit on the head and forced to take an untested toxin, which is suppose to kill without leaving its trace while he was unconscious on the ground.

Edogawa Conan: The toxin that Shinichi had taken did not kill him but instead shrunk him back to his seven-year-old body. If the men who did this to him found out that he was still alive, there will be danger to all who was around him. Therefore he changed his name to Edogawa Conan to hide his identity and took refuge at Ran's home to try and get news about the ones that done this to him because her father was a detective.

Agasa Hiroshi: A genius scientist and a life long friend of Shinichi's. At age 52, he is one of the few that knows Conan's true Identity. He had made Conan a few items for him to be able to fight crime.

Strength amplifying shoes: A pair of sneakers that use special electrical waves that hits the individual's foot that allows the muscles to give out all that it can.

Tranquilizer watch: A watch with an aimer and a button to the side that acts as the trigger that fires a tranquilizer needle from the front.

Bowtie voice changer: a bowtie with a few dials in the back that allows the person using it to give out all sorts of different voices

Mouri Ran: She is Shinichi's childhood friend. She takes care of Conan but she does not know his true identity. She likes Shinichi but denies it in front of other. (The same goes for Shinichi) From what she knows, Conan is a relative of Professor Agasa, and she took him in because of his favor.

Mouri Kogoro: Ran's father. He runs a detective agency but because he isn't a very good detective, so Conan has used his watch to put him to sleep and the bowtie to change into his voice and solved numerous of cases. Thus, the society gave him a nick name of "The Great Sleeping Detective".

GinVodka: The men's code name that gave Shinichi Apotoxin 4869. (The drug which shrunk him) They belong to a secret crime organization which uses drink names for their agents.

Haibara Ai: She use to belong to the Black Organization with the code name, Sherry. She ran away when she found out that her sister had been killed by the Organization and was found collapsed infront of Shinichi's house by Professor Agasa. She is the one that developed the drug APTX4869. She now helps out Shinichi in crushing the organization.

Akai ShuichiJodie (Not sure about last name): They are both FBI agents that is also going after the B.O.(Black Organization). Not much information has been given out about either from the episodes that I have watched.

Ayumi/Genta/Mitsuhiko: They are Conan's elementary friends. They created a club called "Detective Boys" and have solved some cases thanks to the help of Conan.

That is about all the characters that will come out in my story. Enjoy and I will be waiting for your comments.

Decision of Fate

Ch1. Introduction

"Gin! This has nothing to do with her, let her go now." A small figure stood against the dark, still breathing heavily from his chase. The young boy's eyes filled with the long year's rage to which he awaited so long to unleash to the black-cloaked man.

"Don't be so hasty Kudou Shinichi, she's still safe. Vodka is guarding her closely at the moment. However I now give you a choice." Gin gave a smirk as he looked heavily down on the tiny detective.

"What?" the young lad twitched his eyes, "What do you want!"

"Nothing, I just want to know the location of a certain…subject." The dark man prolonged the conversation.

"What is it!" patients was running thin on the young boy, "If it is my life you wish to have then take it. As long as you will free Ran after I am dead then kill me now and get it over with!"

"Oh, I have no need for your worthless life." Gin replied coldly.

"Then what is it that you want? Tell me now!" Conan demanded.

"Sherry!" The man in black blunted out with great weight.

The young child's eyes widened and his mouth opened in a gasp. His heart pained from skipping a beat from his enemy's words. A moment piercing silence immerged that quickly disappeared with the howling of the cold night wind. The moon hung ever so quietly up above in the sky, striking the dark ally with its reflecting light. The child bit his teeth together and lowered his brows, showing his anger through his extensive glare.

End…

Ch2

The Enemy's Charge

'Conan's thought'

Ran's thoughts

……Earlier that day…….

A door flew open in a hotel as a tubby man dressed in all black from head to toe ran in with great hurry. "Aniki! Aniki! The guy was still alive!" He said.

"What is it Vodka?" A taller man also dressed in the same fashion turned around from his view of the city from the 17th floor to his partner.

"You know how Belmot committed suicide after she was cornered by the FBI last week? Well, I led some of our men to go destroy the evidence and relations as usual and we found this." Vodka handed over a thin profile folder.

"Cool Guy?" Gin opened the folder, "Edogawa Conan, huh whats this. Kudou Shinichi? That's the detective boy that I killed with the organization's new pill isn't it? Why would she have a profile of him?"

"Read that record. Its quite unbelievable." Vodka replied.

Gin took the records to his hand and gave a quick glance, "What! I see…Interesting."

"Do you think its true?" Vodka asked.

"Knowing Belmot I'm sure that this is true. As I recall, during the experiments that, that woman did to the mice, there was one mouse that only got smaller rather then died, this possibility is not impossible?" Gin said looking back out through the window, "Well, well. It looks like this young boy gave her quite some trouble. Huh, even better, he knows the where about of that woman."

Mean while, back at home…

"Ittekimasu!" the voice of a young boy and his teenage guardian sounded through the tiny office above the café. Mr. Mouri tilted his head to the side from his bed, still aching from last nights hang over moaned, raised his hand, and continued to snore.

The two figures walked down the street, holding each other's hands. The morning air felt fresh and cool as it touched their skin. The sun sat above giving gentle rays down to there face, lighting up all the tiny details that made their character.

Ran looked down and smiled at the Half ling that reached up high to continue grasping her hand. "Here Conan-kun, I got you something yesterday and forgot about it." She said as she pulled out a tiny box from her jacket.

The little boy turned his head in question, "Wow, thanks Ran-neechan." He took the box to his hand and opened it. Inside was a round stone. Spirals of colors that ran from top to bottom decorated the shiny surface. He took it to his hands carefully and examined it closely. "Where did you get this?"

"To tell you the truth, I won it at the department store. You know, those things where if you buy their goods, you get a chance to win a prize. That was the please try again reward." Ran laughed, "I thought you might like it, kids always like shiny round things don't they?"

"Huh? Ri..Right!" Conan said trying to not seem forceful. 'Sure, give me the garbage that you don't want.'

"What you don't like it?" Ran asked blinking her eyes.

"No, no! I LOVE IT A LOT! ITS SO…….SHINY!" Conan laughed.

"I knew you'd like it." Giggled Ran.

'Heh….Heh…heh…hehhhhhhhh……'

"Hey, isn't that Haibara-san?" asked Ran.

"Huh, Yeah. OI Haibara!" Conan waved his hands.

"Ku..I mean Conan-kun, Ran-san, good morning to you." Haibara said sliding her pupils to the right.

"Well, Conan-kun, I'm going to go to Sonoko's house to meet with her before going to school so I'll leave you to escort your little girl friend to school okay?" Ran mused patting the little boy on his head, messing up his hair.

Conan fixed his hair as he watched the teen take off down the street with a tired expression. "Now then Haibara, what's wrong with you today morning."

"Huh, what are you talking about? Nothing is wrong." Answered the tiny brunet.

"Don't give me that, I can tell when something isn't right. Let me guess, you had another nightmare didn't you? I told you, just forget about them and try to live life normally. Well…As normally as you can pretend to be a sixth grader I suppose." He answered brightly holding the circular rock against the sun.

Haibara nodded and walked forward, taking an uneasy stride.

"Hey, remember…" Conan shouted.

"That you promised to protect me if things got bad?" Haibara turned her head and laughed.

Conan smiled back.

KING KONG….

The after school bell rang at the high school. Ran walked back happily down her usual root. A Black classic Porsche followed closely behind unnoticed.

Conan had gone to Professor Agasa's home after school to check out if anything new was going on. "Hey Hakase, got any new mechs for me yet?" He asked in a rather unhopeful way.

"Haha no, not at the moment. I'm making the first electric car that's so efficient that it is able to charge its battery not only from the sun during the morning but from the street lights at night as well. Thus the pollution problem well be solve all around and I will be a millionaire, no billionare!" Agasa said with great enthusiasm.

'I've heard that since I was a kid every time I come over'

(I wonder how long his going to keep this up. Just a week ago he got angry for trying to invent the first portable tent that inflates with a complete living room.) Haibara thought as she filled a cup of coffee and walked slowly over.

Ring

"Huh, oh the phone." The professor moved slowly over and picked up the receiver, "Hello?"

"Give me Kudou Shinichi!" a low voice demanded.

"Huh, oh Shinichi? Here Shinichi its for you." Agasa handed the phone over.

Conan adjusted his little bow tie and took the receiver.

"Hello?" Shinichi said.

"Hm hmm, Kudou shinichi. Don't bother changing your voice. Or should I call you Edogawa Conan?" The voice laughed.

A look of sheer surprise came on the young man's face, "Who are you?" he asked calmly still keeping his bowtie on.

"You do not remember me any more do you boy detective? Then maybe you will remember this voice…."

"Shinichi! Whats going on, who are these people with weird drink names… Where are you, what do they want from me?" A voice of a terrified female rang across the phone.

'Drink names? It can't be…' "Ran!" He screamed into the phone.

"That should be enough. If you want to see her alive then come to the Beika plaza tonight at 8:00. If you think that we aren't serious, we could send you one of her fingers or perhaps her ear." The voice taunted.

"No, I'll go…I'll go, don't hurt her!" Kudou answered.

"Come alone. I'll give further instructions when you arrive there." The phone clicked and the signal was gone.

"Who was that Shinichi?" Agasa asked.

"Gin…" Conan grasped his opene hand into a fist and grinded his teeth.

Haibara had dropped her coffee, which spilled all over the floor, and stood in shock. Her muscles tensed and her lungs gasped for air. She was frozen on the spot.

"They found out who I am…Damn it. I bet it was Belmot that the FBI caught last week. When the organization found out, they gone to her house to get rid of all traceable evidence and must have found my profile. Even though most had already been taken by the FBI in her other apartments, they managed to hit the jack pot on this one." He laughed uneasily.

"Di..did they find out who I was as well?" Haibara asked putting both her hands together in front of her chest.

"No, I doubt that. If they did, they would ask you to come with me. But they told me to come alone. This means that the FBI has your profile so you are safe." He replied. That didn't make the little girl at any ease. She continued to stand there, motionless and horrified.

"They have Ran as hostage…" He slided his eyes.

"What, Ran-kun as well?" Agasa followed in surprise.

"So I must do as they say. Tonight, at 8:00 exactly I will be at Beika plaza." Said Conan under his breath.

"But you can't, you'll be killed!" Haibara yelled out.

"Then you say that Ran is okay to be killed, do you?" Conan turned angrily.

Haibara stood with her mouth open but no words came from her lips.

Time had passed quickly. It was 7:30; Conan paced back and force at the lab.

"Shinichi, I've made some upgrades to your mechs. First, your watch can now shoot 5 times now instead of once. Here is some ammunition as well. He handed Conan a small box and continued, "The blue ones are sleeping needles, the red the paralyzing needles, and the purple are toxic needles. I've put 5 of each so I'm sure it is enough for you to use.

At 7:55 Professor Agasa dropped him infront of Beika plaza and left looking back with concern as he drove away.

A balloon sat next to the entrance with a note on the top. "To Shinichi Kudou" It wrote.

Conan took the balloon to his hand and held the string as the balloon struggled to fly away. 8:00, the bell at the big clock beside him rang furiously. A sudden pop came from the balloon as an object swiftly flew through it. A dart had stroke the balloon and was stuck on the dirt below. He looked around and caught a dark figure in the corner of his eyes. The figure looked up and smile then turned around and ran.

'Gin!' The young hero dashed away after the cloaked man, dodging civilians while keeping his eyes on target. 'His leading me, I best be on my guard.' His heart pumped more and more rapid as he madly tried to keep up. The moon was making its way slowly up the sky.

Gin made a sudden turn down a small passage that lead to an ally behind an Italian restaurant. Conan chased behind swiftly. There he was face to face with his foe with a evil smile.

Mean While

Ran woke up feeling dozed and looked around. She tried to get up but came to a sudden realization that her ankles and hands were bound tightly. She rolled over and took view of the place she was in and remembered that she had been kidnapped by two men in dark trench coat who gave her smell some chemical that landed her in the, what seems to be, a hanger. She noticed one of a man sitting in front, smiling cruelly at her struggle.

"You are awake I see." The man said calmly.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"Do you really wish to know? If I tell you, I am going to have to kill you," the tubby man replied with a sarcastic tone. "You see, we have no business with you personally. But we do require something from that tiny boyfriend of yours."

"What are you talking about? You mean Shinichi?" Ran blushed slightly at the criticism of her being the detective's girlfriend. Her eyes opened realizing what she believed were going on.

These people must be some sort of criminals that Shinichi was after all this time. That must be why he left. Wait a minute…This man, I've seen him somewhere before. Where was it….WAIT I remember. This is the man from the amusement park! The one that budged the line to get on the roller coaster that day. This must be the reason why Shinichi was away. He was after these guys………Shinichi…..

"What do you want with me!" Ran demanded.

"Do you want to know how much your boy friend really like you?" the tubby man whispered.

"What?" said Ran giving a confused look.

"We shell see if your boy friend is really your boy friend." Said Vodka expanding his smile.

"What are you saying?" Ran questioned.

"Oh! I see have not yet told you about another woman that his been helping," Vodka replied.

"Another…woman?" Ran's voice came down to uncertainty.

"That is correct, Aniki had decided to be kind to him and offered him a choice. You see, we do not wish to kill innocent people as much as people believe we do. Your life is upon his hands. He has the choice of choosing you, the woman he loves, or Shiho, the woman he spent so long protecting from us." Vodka walked over and kneeled down in front of the teen.

Ran's eyes widened. She did not know what to think. She knew the Shinichi could not make the decision such as this. She looked down to her knees. Shinichi…..

End………..

Ch3.

Start of the Count Down

Ran's thoughts

Gin smiled at the anger of the tiny follower and still couldn't believe that this little boy could have been the famed high school detective Kudou Shinichi that he thought he had killed. "Well, who is it going to be Kudou…Shinichi!" he laughed.

Conan's eyes glared with fury behind his thick glasses. Vapor condensed on to his forehead as he thought of the matter knowing that he could not make a decision.

Gin saw this a laughed out loud, "I'll make this more interesting for you detective. I will give you 10 days to think the problem over in your head. The choice is yours, but if you are not able to give an answer by then, you, your girl friend, and that stupid woman that escaped from the organization will be tracked and hunted down one by one."

"Why you…" Conan lowered his brows.

With that, Gin dashed away into the night. Conan did not follow; he knew that it was pointless. He walked back to the Detective office, not knowing what his going to do the entire way back. He turned the knob slowly and entered the room. Mouri was sitting in front of the T.V. reading his newspaper. "Hey shrimp, do you know where Ran went? I'm starving!" he called out.

Conan hesitated but answered trying to be cheerful, "Oh, I think she went with Sonoko-neechan to some party. She says she's going to be away for the next week or so, so do what ever."

"Huh? How come I never heard about this?" Mouri replied.

"I think Shinichi-niichan is going too." Conan added in sudden cover up.

"Damn it. That bastard better not be doing anything to my daughter. If he as much as lay a hand on her, I sware I'm gonna…" Moori said with agitated anger. "Speaking of which, what the heck are we going to do for supper now!"

"I don't know, but I'm not hungry. I'm going to bed." Conan turned his head and walked up the stairs.

"What's got him all tired. I'm not that bad when it comes to cooking am I?" Moori mumbled to him self.

Ten. (Count down)

The next morning Conan left to see professor Agasa's house. His hair was a mess and bags were under his eyes showing how he didn't get much of any sleep the pat night. His shirt wasn't tucked, his tie wasn't tied. The tiny boy walked down the street with a confused expression. He rang the bell and waited for an answer. As he stood, I was wondering what could be happening to Ran at that moment.

The door opened and out came the professor in his usual joyful mood. Upon catching site of the shape of his comrade that stood before him, he jumped in surprise, "Shinichi! What happened to you, your cloth, your hair… your face, and why aren't you at school? What happened last night."

"I need to talk," Conan dragged himself into the room and lowered his weight on the sofa. From your expression I can see that things didn't go well last night?"

"Yea… Is Haibara home?"

"No, she is in school now."

"Good."

"What is it that you come here for, its not like you to skip school even with this case that's going on."

Conan raised his head. His eyes were blank and for the first time, the professor saw him completely lost of what to do. Conan lowered his head back down and explained the details of his chase from the past night. By the time the story was over, the professor had gone through five glasses of water and had the most serious face that Shinichi had ever seen in all the years he had known him.

"I really don't know what I might do now but I will think of something…I hope" Conan said.

"I shell keep my mouth shut about this subject to Ai-kun but this is not good." The professor pushed his brows together forming a few wrinkles at the middle.

Mean While

Ran sat quietly, leaning against a few boxes that were lying around the floor. She could hear the voices of her captor in the next room.

"Ten day? That's a bit long isn't it aniki?" Vodka blurted out.

"I suppose that I have gone a bit too generous on that matter as well. But whats done is done. I would love to see the look on that kids face now. The look of fear that in his hand holds the lives of two woman."

Would Shinichi choose me? He must choose me! He care about me does he not? ….I'm so selfish. Shinichi, I don't care who you choose. I'll love you either way.

"Don' worry Vodka, when the time comes, I will give you a good show. But up until then, don't lay a hand on that woman. Give her what she wants in terms of food and water, we need her to be at the best of shape when she sees her beloved again."

"Huh, what do you mean a good show?" the tubby man asked.

"Patients Vodka patients. When the time comes we shell decorate the night with my favoriate color!"

End…

Sub Chapter

The Wonderer

This is a subchapter so it doesn't exactly count as one. Think of this as part of Chapter three.

'Conan's thoughts'

The sun was gliding slowly down behind the hills, lighting up the clouds with a golden orange tinge around its edges. The sound of children playing passed through his ears as he sat quietly alone on the swings. Screeching of the chains above him was like the cries he could feel within his heart, each time amplifying the pain he felt upon his chest. He watched all the kids, some younger, some older, and all chatting with much ease and happiness. Their laughter, their joys, how he longed to be one of them, with not a worry in the world but to please their parents with their grades in school. He looked up to the skies yearning for a sign of what he should do; yet he knew nothing would help him.

"Tell me what I am to choose. I can not do this, I can not take one's life with my hands." He spoke softly.

The boy covered his face with his hands and stopped the swinging with his feet. He sat there hunching his back in an arch with his head on his knees separated by is palms. 'Its all my fault. That day at the amusement park, I had to go stick my nose into matters I shouldn't have that caused all this. Its all…my…fault' He couldn't cry, he did not know why but he couldn't.

The sun has set, all was quiet and not a soul stirred in the park. All but one, the little boy still sat in the same position has he was hours ago. He could feel pain down his back for staying in the same way for so long but he didn't care. His mind was in a hysterical confusion and his very bones shrieked with sorrow.

'Why? Why do I have so much trouble with this decision? Why do I confuse the choice between Ran and Haibara? Ran is the one I love, and Haibara is the one that I'm suppose to not trust. All this time and she still haven't yet told me her real age. Then why do I hesitate?'

"Don't worry! When things get bad, I'll be there to protect you. I promise," The words of his vow flared in his mind.

'Is that it? Is that what keep me from my decision?' He pondered for a moment. 'Yes, it is it.' He smiled, 'Perhaps I shell break that promise, it will make my life a whole lot easier. Without her, I can get my Ran back and just be the ordinary Conan until the professor comes up with a cure someday. No more dangers for me or Ran, just live peacefully solving minor cases as old man Mouri.'

He raised his head and gave it a quick shake. 'What am I thinking! Am I really stooping down to that low. If I did what I just said, wouldn't that make me just like Gin? The woman came to me in seek of help. She trusted me, of all the people she knew in the world, she had chosen me to protect her because she knew that I wouldn't let her down. Yet, here I am all prepared to stick her out to the wolves so that I may escape while they feast upon her flesh. Have I really stooped down so low…No! Never! I will not!'

"NEVER!" Conan yelled at the top of his lungs. He stepped down from the swings and walked down the dirt road of the park until he reached a grassy hill. There he laid down looking into the skies with both his hands under his head as a cushion. The stars shined brightly that night. He tried to relax himself a bit by finding the constellations. His eyes glanced that the sparkling dots that hovered above and was caught on two particular sets.

'Andromada and Perseus' "Damn it!" he said as he turned to his side.

"From off a hill whose concave womb reworded
A plaintful story from a sistering vale,
My spirits to attend this double voice accorded,
And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale;
Ere long espied a fickle maid full pale,
Tearing of papers, breaking rings a-twain,
Storming her world with sorrow's wind and rain."

William Shakespeare

The lad lay there, whispering the poem under his breath. His eyes grew heavy and his muscles relaxed. The warm night wind blew down gently upon his face. He could feel sleepless night he had the past day slowly taking its tole over his wearied out body as sleep softly swept him of his consciousness.

He awoke the next morning with a gentle tug upon his side.

"Common kid, your going to catch a cold. A voice sounded kindly above him.

Conan's eyes took a little while to focus as he looked up to see who was talking to him. A young park maintenance employee peeked at him with a smile.

"Huh? Oh! I must have dozed off, thank you." Conan replied.

"Don't worry about it." The man gave him a nod then walked away.

Nine (Count Down continues)

End….

Ch4.

No Time for Moping

'Thoughts'

"Conversations"

RING

Conan walked in with as the late bell rang for first period. He took his usual seat by the wall next to Haibara. "Good morning Conan-kun." Ayumi called out energetically.

"Oh..Hi…" He replied coldly giving her a quick look.

"Conan-kun?" Ayumi looked with concern.

"It didn't go well with Ran-san that day did it?" Haibara asked.

"Worse then you think," he replied.

"She's not…is she?" Haibara's heart skipped a beat.

"No, she's still alive…in what condition I haven't got a clue." Conan said still not raising his head.

Time passes

"Okay class now for a verbal quiz. Don't worry, its not for marks so you don't have to panic." Akeko sensei called out as the moans and yays came out in a mixed answer.

"First off, Genzou-kun, please step up to the board." The teacher continued.

"Hai!" a clear reply came from the back of the room. The boy ran to the front and picked up a chalk waiting for his question.

"Lets start of easy. X+58 what is the value for X?"

"The boy wrote down each steps clearly and answered in confidense, "X3"

"Correct! Very good, next up, Edogawa-kun please step up to the front." The teacher continued. She saw the young man looking out the window into the clouds as though he was going to collapse any second ignoring her request, "Edogawa-san report to the front of the room, Now!" She called out again.

Conan snapped out from his thoughts and answered, "Hai…" Everyone could tell that he wasn't paying attention again as he always was. He walked to the front of the room and awaited his queston.

"Since your always the know it all, lets give you a tougher one." The teacher smiled.

"Okay…" He couldn't care less of what she said at that moment. He didn't even realize that the teacher was joking to him.

(Huh, his still not paying attention, fine I will give him a harder one, something I haven't teached. Maybe that will get his attention.) The teacher narrowed her eyes. "Alright then. Your question: 2y+3x4x+8y-160 Determine the value of X and Y" She said giving him a smirk.

Conan didn't even pick up the chalk and just as she finished asking him the question he gave his answer, "X1, Y -1.5" and he walked off from the front and sat down, leaving the rest of the class including his teacher speechless. Mrs. Akeko checked the answer at the bottom of her sheet and found that it was indeed the right answer.

Conan still didn't realize that he had made himself look too smart for an elementary school kid. His mind was still pondering away at the upcoming decision. All eyes were upon him as he walked back to his chair and took his seat. Haibara gave him a nudge on his shoulders and woke him from his day dreaming and realized what had happened.

"Huh? Oh! I read that question from my friend's brother just by accident and it just so happens that she gave me the same question so I knew it right away. Ha..ha..ha..?" He made a sudden excuse for his genius mistake. The class gave a sigh and the teacher continued.

Ring

"YEA Lunch time. My period of the class!" Genta said excited, as he pulled his lunch from his desk.

"I'm so hungry I could eat a horse!" Mitsuhiko said holding up his chopsticks.

The detective boys had gathered around Genta's seat and was chatting away happily when Ayumi discovered that one of its members was a miss. "Conan-kun? Are you okay?" Ayumi called across the room.

The boy didn't reply. "Here let me go talk to him." Haibara stood up and walked over.

"Kudou-kun, you can't be like this. I don't know what happened that night but you can't act this way. For now, lets try to be a normal elementary kid, okay?" She put her hand on his shoulder as she whispered it into his ears.

"DON'T TELL ME HOW TO ACT!" Conan jumped up from his seat and slapped her hand away. Coming to a sudden realization of what he had done he stood there looking at his hand, "I'm sorry Haibara…" he apologized for his doings, turned, and ran out the door.

He bumped into his math teacher, Akeko-sensei, when he turned the corner. The teacher kneeled down to his height and smiled back, "It's okay. I can tell that you've got something on your mind today and I don't want to bother you too much. But just remember that if it's a bully then you got to tell someone okay?"

"Thanks Akeko-sensei, but this is some personal matter that I can't tell you of." The young boy replied.

"I understand." The teacher walked away glancing back at the little boy. She could see him standing there with his sorrow filled eyes behind his thick lenses.

'This time about, the bully is too big to deal with then just teachers.' He laughed to himself.

Mean while back in class

"What's gotten into Conan?" Mitsuhiko asked.

"His in a pissy mood today isn't he?" Genta added.

"His got some troubles in his mind. I'm sure he'll snap out of it soon enough." Haibara replied brightly though her eyes showed of concern for the young man. 'Kudou-kun….'

Conan was excused for the afternoon with the approval from professor Agasa's phone call, which he asked for. He walked around the city for the next few hours remembering the cold words to which Gin left him by, "I will give you 10 days to think the problem over in your head. The choice is yours, but if you are not able to give an answer by then, you, your girl friend, and that stupid woman that escaped from the organization will be tracked and hunted down one by one."

Each syllable echoed painfully in his mind. He had returned to the park at the grassy area where he spent the night the day before and looked up to the skies. He found a small sense of relaxation here as though the light of the heavens is beaming down upon him relieving him of some of his sorrows.

"What are you doing… Laying down at a place like this." A familiar voice came from behind him.

He turned his head, "Haibara!"

"Tell me what happened that night Kudou-kun?" She whispered.

"I…can't do that." He replied pensively.

"Why not? I'm not stupid you know. If there's anything I could do to help then I would do it!" Haibara jolted putting her hands to her waist.

"That's what I'm afraid of," Conan replied. His pupils were shaking slightly but were enough for the girl to notice.

"You're afraid of something, I can tell for I've seen those eyes many times before." Haibara said.

"Damn it, just leave me alone for now okay?" He yelled as his eyes changed to anger.

Haibara's eyes opened up a bit wider. "Kudou-kun, You can't go on like this. You have got to snap out of this phase your going through RIGHT NOW!"

"Why should I! There's nothing else I could do! You just don't understand that's all!"

SLAP

A sudden burst of pain shot the little detective across his face. "What are you doing!" he was about to say more when he saw tears building in her eyes.

"I don't understand? I'm the one that dragged you into this mess ever since I led that stupid experiment on the drug. You think I don't understand the pain you feel? I was the cause of the death of many innocent people. I was the cause of my sister's death. I was the cause of your current condition and you tell me that I don't understand? Its you who's the one that doesn't understand. You have no clue of the pain that aches in my heart on a daily bases. I wish I could just die and let all of this slide off of my shoulders but how can that alone do any good to all those who suffered because of me?"

Conan opened his eyes not knowing what to say nor do.

"That's not all," Haibara continued, "Do you know why that I haven't killed myself, Kudou-kun? Its because I believe. Its because I believe in the fact that even I can do something. I've locked myself in professor Agasa's lab sometimes for hours at a time trying to find a cure. That's the thing that I can do for all who suffered because of the drug I came out with. I do that because it is the only thing in my mind that I can think of to repay my mistakes. And yet I see you here moping. What happened the clever Kudou-kun that always had something up his sleeves? What happened to the famous detective that would rest at nothing to stop the organization! You want to quit? Well, I'm not going to let you quit Kudou-kun."

"Heh" Conan laughed.

"Whats so damn funny?" Haibara asked. Tears had left a trail upon or face and a red circle around her eyes at where she had rubbed.

"You're right Haibara…Your right. I guess something came over me. Thank you." Conan answered as he leaned forward and put his arms around her. "I'm sorry I worried you," He whispered into her ear.

Haibara was shocked at first but then she accepted his hug. She put her head down onto his shoulders and there she stood, weeping from the unstable condition she was in.

They stood there for a few minutes then Conan pushed her away and gave her a smile. "Don't worry Haibara, I will rescue Ran and protect you, even though I have no clue how. Don't worry I will come up with a plan! Even if it means giving up my own life…

There's no more time for moping,"

Haibara stood there confused about what he meant. The wind blew through her short cut hair as she watched him run out the park. An unusual good feeling came upon her as she stood there on the grassy hill. A feeling that said, everything was going to be all right.

End….

Ch5

Disclaimer: I only own up to episode 129 and 2 specials afterwards. If episodes were released based on the character's history that I write about in this story and is different from what I write then I'm sorry. The only thing I know about the character was that he didn't want to face Haibara face to face so that's what I'm working with for this chapter, Enjoy :-p

Time Forgotten Love

A man sat in his office. He lit a cigarette and leaned back against his chair. From his window, he gazed outside; the soft yellow light from his lamp reflecting on the glass panes of the window. It was silent. The pinpricks of far-off light posts are all he could see against the yellow reflections from within. It was dark. Darkness, that was thick, envelopes all outside, and the few lights from windows served as sanctuary from the abyss. There was no wind, save a soft puff of icy breath once every so often, gently swaying the tops of the trees outside. The light flickered in his pupils as he covered them swinging down his eyelids.

……………………………

"Look at that girl over there! She thinks she's so smart from getting the top grades." A girl grunted to her friends as she spotted the brunette young woman down the hall.

"I bet she thinks she's above everyone. That's why she never tries to talk to anyone and always work alone," another girl hissed out.

The young woman passed by and looked upon them with the corner of her eye which she quickly took back after she realized that her look was discovered.

"What are you looking at you nerd?" The girls snarled and laughed as they saw their prey leave with a sad angry look.

The woman continued to walk in silence. Her blue skirt swayed with the bounce of her steps. Her smooth long hair slid all the way down to her back and her front bangs came down just above her eyes, covering her brow. Her long fingers gripped tightly at her bag handles; carried by both hands in front of her round smooth knees. Her steps grew wider as tears began to rush out of her hazy blue eyes. She wiped gently with one hand then clutched her aching heart. Her rose petal lips trembled slightly as she bit down upon them to keep them from growing out of control.

"Don't cry, that's what they want you to do."

She spun around in heist surprised about the comment and curious to find out who was it that spoke the words. A young man, slightly older than her stood there stroking his dark afro smiling gently to her. He had unusually white skin, pale almost. He wasn't all too tough from appearance but from the looks he was in a farley good shape. Something about his smile gave her comfort; they were so pure, so warm, so different from what she usually get: The smirks on people's faces when they cussed her out and brought her down. The only time she could remember seeing such smile was when her older sister had come to see her or when she had returned to Japan to see her. She relaxed and smiled back, "Thank you."

"Besides, the site of tears upon your beautiful face is just too unbearable to see." The young man continued smoothly.

The Blushed slightly hearing the words of flattered and turned her eyes away.

"May I buy you a drink at the café downstairs?" the man asked in the up most polite manner.

She hesitated for a few moments unsure of his intentions but soon gave in to his smile. She accepted the invitation with a light nod and walked down with him.

The steamy aroma from the coffee tickled her nose as the fumes climbed up into the air. She swirled the drink slowly with a spoon, dissolving the sugar and milk, being careful not to spill any on her white long sleeved shirt. She kept her back straight and sat on the brown wooden chair with her other hand tensely gripping her dress. It was the first time that anyone has asked her to a cup of coffee, or anything friendly for that matter except for her sister, so she didn't know how to act nor speak in such situation. She lifted the tiny cup from its saucer and the water inside vibrated slightly. Realizing what her hand was doing she quickly placed the cup back down making a clank on the dish.

"You don't have to be so nervous. I'm not hear to make you feel uncomfortable." The man said, "I've noticed you around campus, always alone and never with anyone else. Some say you think you're better than all of us but I don't see that in your eyes. Your eyes are always filled with emotions, some of which I cannot understand. I asked you to come today because I wish to get to know you, the real you. You don't have to tell me all the personal things which you maybe handing but perhaps you could at least tell me your name?"

"My name is Miyano Shiho," She whispered quietly staring into her coffee afraid to look up, "Thank you for your treat, I appreciate your kindness Mr…"

"Ha ha, you do not have to be so formal just because I'm older than you," he laughed cheerfully, "My name is Akai Shuichi, its nice to meet you Shiho-san"

"It's nice to meet you too," she kept her eyes where they were.

"You don't get out much do you? Your very shy even for a girl." Shuichi criticized.

"I'm sorry, " she said, "Its just that…no one, other than my sister, has been so nice to be before. Wherever I went, people gazed at me with…those eyes, those horrible eyes. But you, your eyes are different from them. When you called me earlier upstairs, your eyes didn't show anything like the eyes I've grown accustomed to. That is why I accepted your invitation Akai-san."

The young man laughed and relaxed into his chair, "Well for starters, please call me Shuichi. You don't have to act so formal in front of me, I'm not a teacher. A person's eyes can sometimes say more than their mouth. One look and you would be able to tell weather that person is sad, happy, in pain, troubled, confused, and sometimes can even tell if they are a friend or a foe. They can lie through their mouth but can't through their eyes. That is why people look away when they lie. From your eyes I have observed a grief to which even I would probably have a hard time to understand. Though I can see that you aren't what they say you are. You are smart and beautiful and you are a kind hearted young lady. You've over come many adversities in your life and you even now you are having troubles in trusting me or not."

Shiho looked up in astonishment on the man's nearly perfect definition of her.

"I could tell all that from just your eyes. Your life is filled with complications, complications of which I probably should not find out. " He was about to continue when he saw her surprised look striking on her face, "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go on like that. You see I've got special interests in people behaviors and things of those sorts. You could say it's my hobby haha.

"No, that is fine. I think I should be going now. I still have something to take care of." Shiho said nodding a good bye.

"Wait, may I see you again? Perhaps to a movie or restaurant next Saturday night?" Shuichi called out.

"You are asking me out?" Shiho replied in surprised.

"If you wish to call it that then I have no problem." The man said with a slight blush upon his cheeks.

Shiho stood there dumbfounded for a short while. She had never been asked out by a man before, ever. "I would be happy to…Shuichi." She said as she turned and walked away. A mile came on her face as she walked with her back turned to the handsome young man with his heart thumping hard after hearing the reply.

Shiho got to her dorm sometime after midnight that day, still thinking about the young man who had asked her out earlier. A woman waited for her return while she sat on the bottom bunk bed combing her white silky hair. "Welcome home Sherry." She said in a chilling voice.

"Belmot, you're still up? I thought you would have gotten to bed hours ago." Shiho replied hanging her coat on the coat rack.

"Who was that boy you were talking to earlier today?" asked Belmot.

"Why would you wish to know?" Shiho glared.

"Because I am your guardian at the moment. It is my duty to know!" the woman demanded.

"He asked me out today. Okay?" Shiho gave in.

"Did you accept it?"

"Yes"

"Absolutely not! You know the rules of the organization!" Belmost screamed.

"Why not. I'm no longer a child you know. Is it so wrong for me to have a life? All my life I've lived cursing this stupid organization for making my life so miserable. All my life I've been seeking someone who would like me for who I am and not run away. I finally think I've found that person and you want to take it away from me. Why?"

"Wow, I think you're serious this time." Belmot noticed the determination in Shiho's eyes, "Ha, you've grown up sherry. Fine I will let you have your little fun but remember, if one word leaks from your mouth then it would mean certain death for you and the boy." The woman gave a criminal grin that made Shiho feel a vibration down her spine but she remained still.

Saturday Night

Shiho awaited her date at a bench on a lawn of her campus. She sat nervously playing with the sparkling flakes upon her red dress. Her smooth legs were tucked neatly under the bench as though an imaginary rope had tied them together. Her hair dangled loosely over her shoulders as they split in two from the back. She had some minor make up on such as lipstick and facial powders. Her soft skin glowed tenderly under the street lamp of the cold damp night. The whispering of the winds sang out a hewing base chord as it clashed with the leaves on the trees near by as the crickets' songs filled the upper sopranos. The grass waved peacefully under the silver moon, raining its light brightly allowing her to see with great details even to the distant areas of the field. A river trickled in the distance, which is where the field ended its stretch. Lights of the opposite bank danced in the flowing water in an amazing show of hazy orbs that connected from one to the next. To her, everything that she heard, smelled, felt, looked, was all beyond greatness. She sat there anxiously awaiting her first Romantic outing.

It was 10 minutes past the time prearranged when a young man came around the corner. A white suite and a matching pair of white pants completed with a pair of white shoes. He held in his hands a bouquet of red and blue rose in his hands. He ran over to his date who stood from her seat and was now walking to greet him of his late arrival.

"You're late," Shiho said brightly.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to choose the best of flowers for you." He laughed.

"I'm flattered," Shiho said in a sarcastic tone.

"I've booked a restaurant at the observation deck of Carolyn Tower. I hear that the restaurant actually rotates, isn't that amazing? Then we can go watch a movie, your choice, my treat. Afterwards, I will walk you to your house or dorm or what ever thus ending our night." He announced the schedule, "Well? Is that okay with you?"

"What ever you say." Shiho said taking a sniff from the fresh roses.

The rest of the evening went quite smoothly. The dinner was delicious, the movie was just another chick flick but Shuichi didn't care. There was a beautiful woman of his dreams to which, he never thought would like a man such as him, was sitting beside him with her head rested on his shoulders. They walked slowly, talking, chatting, taunting to the very last step in front of her dorm room.

"You don't have to worry about what others say about you. Just be yourself and people will come to you if they feel like it." Shuichi looked over.

That phrase was the only phrase that Shiho didn't reply to that night.

A while later they reached the front door of Shiho's dorm room.

"Thanks Shuichi. I had a wonderful time tonight." Said Shiho as she leaned over and gave him a soft kiss on his cheek. Shuichi blushed furiously as he stood there holding the area of attack gently with his hands.

Months After That Night

"Shuichi!"

The young man turned to his girlfriend waving to announce his location. Shiho dove into his arms and gave him a kiss. "What was that for?" he laughed gazing into her eyes.

"Just a congratulations on your graduation from Law." She smiled softly.

"I appreciate your appreciation for my accomplishment very much…how about some more?" He joked.

"Jerk!" Shiho responded angrily as she flicked his forehead, "So are you going to be becoming a lawyer now?"

"Hmm, maybe. But I've always loved James Bond movies ever since I was a child. I want to be an agent just like him someday." He answered looking up into the sky fantasizing his future.

A sudden sense of insecurity ran through Shiho when she heard those words. She pushed them aside at the time not knowing that it will come back to haunt her later one. "But that's just a fiction, real agents don't do that you know."

"I know, but you didn't have to tell me it so straight up. You're so…unimaginative some times." He laughed giving her a side-glance.

"Well excuuuuse me!" Shiho huffed and stuck out her tongue immaturely.

"Whoa, you cut your hair short?" Shuichi asked in surprise.

"Yea, I did it this weekend after taking your advice." She smiled.

"My advice? When did I give you advice about your hair?" Shuichi questioned in a confused dilemma.

"Remember? You told me to be my self. I left my hair long because of my sister. I wished to be like her, I respected her, and I admired her. But now I'm starting over. I want to become someone different. I no longer want to live in my sister's shadows. This haircut to me represents a new start. I guess I should thank you for giving me that confidence." She kept her smile.

Shuichi stood there blinking, "Uh… Don't mention it." He had forgotten about it completely but decided to reply anyways to keep her in her good mood.

Few Days Later

(Shiho's Dorm room)

"What do you mean I can't see him any more!" Shiho screamed out.

"He has now become a dangerous figure for the organization." Belmot said calmly as she sat on the wooden chair beside the bunk bed.

"His not dangerous, what are you talking about."

"Sherry, he wants to be part of the police force. I think I've already been generous in letting you date him for so long as it is. If I let you go on like this then there's no telling when he will be killed and you know that!" The woman's silver hair reflected the florescent light above as she ran her hair through them.

"But I love him Belmot!" Shiho cried out.

"Love is a dangerous thing Sherry, especially for someone like you to have."

"Damn it Belmot, have you never had anyone you loved? How can you be so cold all the time with that one poker face of yours? How could you live so emotionlessly? I can't imagine me being like that some day, eech!" Shiho shivered.

Belmot's eyes opened slightly as if to remember something from her past. It was hard to tell as her face never changed too much between different moods just like a certain some one is as of now. She looked pitifully at the woman in front of her. "Fine, I'll talk to the top some how. Maybe as long as that boy stays as a minor officer they can allow you two to be together. Just don't go on blabbing cause then I won't even be able to help you."

Shiho relaxed her eyes, "Thank you Belmot."

"You're just lucky I'm not like Gin. I doubt that he would have even let you date him to begin with. As a matter of facts I think he would have killed the boy the first day he met you." Belmot laughed.

2 year passes by

. Lightning shot across the skies with immense roar of anger that seem t echo in one's ear for minutes later, each spreading far and wide as though the skies had received massive earthquakes that cracked the clouds into billions of pieces. The cement ground seems to cry out in pain from the relentless pounding of the rain as they shot out from the heavens. Trees bent to one side and the autumn leaves were blown clear off from where they once nested for the past six month. The dense winds howled and screamed as it traveled across the city.

Two figures stood among these horrid conditions, a man and a woman, both with tears rushing from their eyes hidden by the rain fall. "Why did you not tell me this before Shiho, or should I call you Sherry!" The man demanded furiously as an FBI badge hung from his waist blowing in the wind.

"I didn't want to hide it. I was scared! I was scared…for the both of us. If I had said one word out of my mouth, the organization would have surely killed the both of us on the spot. I love you Shuichi and that's why I couldn't!" Shiho yelled back in agony.

"You don't love me. You were just looking out for yourself. You just wanted to stay alive for your own fears, you couldn't careless about me. All this time it was a lie, and what you are saying now is probably one as well." Said Shuichi coldly.

"That's not true! I'm not…"

"How can I be sure? You managed to lie to me all these years without me noticing!" Shuichi cut in before she could finish.

"Please Shuichi, I'm sorry…" Shiho pleaded.

Click—

The young man pulled out a handgun and pointed to her head. "No, stop! That's enough! I don't want to hear about it anymore. Beat it! I never want to see your face again."

Shiho's eyes widened as she lost all the strength in her legs and fell to her knees. She was all out of words to say. Her mouth moved but no sound came through. Only the pouring of the rains filled the painstaking silence that came in.

Shuichi lowered his gun and put it back into its holder and said almost whispering, "The next time we meet, it will be me putting you behind bars."

The young FBI agent walked off into the misty rain as he left his beloved criminal in the cold wet floor. There, Shiho sat for some time weeping with the sounds of the storm covering her cries and the poring of the rain-washed away her tears.

………………………………………

The fire on the lit cigarette stick had now burnt through most of its fuel. The man took in one last inhale before he smudged it into his plate. He looked down pensively at the photo of the current Sherry with an "X" marked upon her face that they took from Belmot's hideout and studied her features carefully as he stroked her cheeks with his finger.

End……

Ch6

'Thoughts'

"Speeches"

I Believe

Eight….(Time moves on!)

A small stream of hazy light sneaked in through the window of the shack where the brunette girl was now kept. The shack was small and appeared old from the inside. Few pieces of rotting wood was spread along the gray dusty cement floor, and a few areas of clearance marked the spot where someone had stepped on . The only view of the outside world was a muddy window above the rusty metal door that was tightly locked from the other side. Spider webs can be found on nearly every corner concealed by the dark, though all was long abandoned by its host. The air felt dead; the same feeling as the air would feel in a dead man's coffin. Nothing organic can be seen except for the patches of mold that crawled up the sidewalls, decorating with its stomach turning color. Its foul smell infested the room with a nauseating odor that wasn't unbearable but definitely undesired. A few glows pierced in from the leaks upon the roof, if one can call two giant sheets of metal leaning up against one another a roof. The wooden pillars that may have once seemed mighty and strong that held the hut from falling apart was now cracking and splintered in many different locations, just barely sustaining its weight upon its withered stature. The entire structure appeared to be able to collapse with under its own weight.

The girl lay with a sad expression upon her face. She didn't care about any of the imperfections of where she was. Two days passed and she has had nothing but dry bread and a glass of water twice a day. Her body felt drained of all energy as she laid, curled up, on the frosty floor. Dust flew up with every breath she took, carried off by the wind made down to her arms where they had now collected into a small pile. Her once white and beautiful skin now charcoaled by the dirt that roamed freely in the hut. Mud tracks showed where tears walked down from her eyes. The sound from the highway calls sounded in the distance, against the voice of the river that sang near by. She licked her dry lips though her mouth felt equally dry. The taste of dirt rushed into on to her tongue, forcing her to sit up and spit out its tracks along with a few coughs. She watched the door every so often in hopes that her savior would dash in and sweep her away, but each time she was disappointed. Through the tiny crack upon the metal frames, she could see the tubby man who was left to guard her. Through all this time, she did not see any sign of the other taller man with the blond hair, who called himself Gin. Only occasional phone calls came to the tubby man as he explained that everything was fine.

The lock of the door juggled and was followed by a snap. The door opened, slamming against the wall to which it pivoted upon. The man walked in carrying her usual meal upon a metal plate. A cold glare shown from the inside of his glasses as he lowered the prisoner's food then walked out slamming the door shut once more.

Ran took the glass of water and drank it down in one gulp. A sense of refreshment ran through her body. She could feel the skin upon her arms and legs loosening slightly as she leaned her back against a wooden crate near by. Letting out a sigh, she gazed down at the piece of bread she held in her hand and tore a small piece off. She chewed it slowly, for the longer time she spends eating this meal, the less she will have to wait for the next.

She no longer cried nor feared. She knew that no matter how much she cried, screamed, fought to get her out of the mess it won't change the situation one bit.

A smile rose across her face; a sad smile. She looked at her gray palm then took stroked her tangled hair. The only thing that kept her together was the memories of the boy friend she never admitted to. How she wished now, knowing that she may never see her lover for if he does not chose her, to tell him her true feelings. How she yarned for one more stupid remark that he would say to her right now, just to see his carefree face. Regret filled her hollow mind as she remembered all the times the young boy helped her, played with her, encouraged her, and even made fun of her on every chance he had. The two joking around giving empty threats. The times to which he had made her cry but always came back to make her feel better.

She put down her lunch on her lap as she chewed the last piece she had put in her mouth.

Flash Back

"The Legend of the Red Thread?" Conan and Kogoro coughed out as they stuck their heads forward with a confused look upon their face.

"That's right! You know…that that legend that says that the two people who were meant to be together is connected with a red thread since the day they were born to this world." Ran explained showing her pink cheeks.

End Flash Back

'Was I really meant to be with Shinichi?' she wondered in the back of her mind. 'or is this person…Sherry that the two black male described…was she the one that was truly meant to be with him'

Flash Back

Shinichi: "Wait for me Ran!"

"I'll return one day!"

"I wish for you to wait for me!"

Conan: "Shinichi-niichan said…He will return one day and he wishes for you to wait for him until that day arrives."

End Flash Back

'Waiting…it seems all I've done is waiting. Every time he shows up but then disappears once more. Well now at least I know what his been up to all this time. How ironic…before I was dieing to find out what he was doing, and now that I know…I wish that I had never found out.'

Ran sat back further, looking back at the muddy window above the door. 'If Shinichi do choose her, will I actually accept his decision? Even if Shinichi choose me, will I be able to accept his decision? To choose either, he will still be the same as a murderer, will he not? "If my survival caused another to perish, then death would be sweeter and more beloved" (taken from Ooshi Kurai, Going down chapter 2. By: Kahlil Gibran) Should I…'

The door flung open once more as the man in black stomped his way in. "Common, get up! You're being moved again to a different location! You should think yourself lucky, aniki usually don't make deals with the ones he is going to kill but he holds special interest in your little boyfriend." Vodka said as he grabbed the girl by the rope of her bound hands, forcing her up to her feet like a slave.

"Where are you taking me?" Ran demanded.

"A special hotel, there you will get better food and a bed. We need you to stay with your figure once you meet your little friend again." Vodka said pulling on the rope indicating for her to march. Ran narrowed her eyes in hatred.

The classic porch sped away down the high way. Ran sat quietly in the back seat. She did not protest, she no longer had the spirit to protest. All she could do now was to stay alive and hope for the best.

They arrived at a tall hotel. Two poles stood tall and broad, holding the entrance to the building. It wore golden patterns upon its red painted body with two blue platforms for a shoe and a hat. Guests were rushing in and out of the building joyfully as two women greeted them at the automatic doors. A red carpet extended from the door down the short staircase to where the cars stopped and its passengers got out. A few young lads eagerly waited their turn to serve in hopes of a hefty tip. Vodka had cut the bounds on Ran's hands and explained to her that if she should try anything, she would be shot on the spot.

Ran's eyes sparkled as she entered the hotel and saw the chandelier above the large foyer where a young musician sat; playing a peaceful piece of music that calmed the nerves. It gave her a moment of relief and she had for a split second, forgotten about her dilemma. She was forced back to reality when she felt a light push upon her back and continued to walk.

They stopped in front of the customer services desk instead of the check in station where they lined up to wait for their turn. A young man noticed their arrival from the left side of the service desk and waved over. "Mr. Smith, over here please!"

Vodka nodded and went over, "For the usual reasons…" he whispered.

"Gin isn't with you today?" the man asked also whispering.

"No, he will be gone for the next eight days on a different matter. This one here is special so don't touch her or give her trouble. Gin requires her to be at a good shape when he comes back, got it?" Vodka ordered.

"Understood!" the man replied clearly then walked away from his post.

He led them to an elevator just left of the front desk. When the door opened, he waved his hand to the other customers that they were not permitted to enter it and pulled Vodka and Ran in. the young man then pressed a few floors in a pattern as the elevator rocketed upwards. The door opened into a dim lighted hallway with no windows and they walked out.

"Where is this?" ran asked looking around.

"The thirteenth floor," the young man answered politely.

Room 1306 was where they stopped. Vodka pressed some combination on the door and it was unlocked. He pushed the teen inside and shut the door with a slam. The room felt remarkably bright although it only had two light sources, three if you include the bathroom. Ran looked around the room empty room. Only a bed lay in the corner with a small lamp beside it. One bulb hung in the center of the room lighting the entire place. She took a seat on the bed. It was remarkably hard but non-the less better than where she had slept the past two days. A security camera was found at all 4 corners of the room to assure that there were no blind spots. She went to the small bathroom where she found a showerhead and a toilet, along with a small sink that was almost as though forced inside squeezed one to the next. She looked around but gave a sigh of relief to find hat at least there was no cameras inside. It was almost 5:00 when they had gotten to the hotel and Ran was tired from her past few days. Since there was nothing much she could do, she decided to at least try to make the best of things. She took a short shower to relieve some stress that got built up inside her. She dried her hair with a towel as she walked out from the bathroom, getting dressed back into her original cloth and collapsed on the bed. She fell asleep almost immediately, feeling the soft sheets against her damp drained skin.

'Shinichi…I know you can get out of this mess. Don't let me down, I believe in you…… so please…' with that one last thought she gave in to her exhausted body, both physically and mentally, as she slowly drifted away into her dreams.

Back at Home

"This might just work professor. I'm not sure how long though but I think it should hold long enough for him meets them again." Haibara called out to her partner.

"Yes, I just hope he won't die from it." The professor replied in concern.

"Don't worry, I got that covered as well," Haibara said confidently as she smiled down proudly into the microscope.

End…..

Ch7

"Speeches"

'Thoughts'

No More Time

"It looks like we've out done it this time Ai-kun," a joyful cheer came up the professors face that faded away with a long sigh of relief. Haibara stood next to him with a smile written upon her face, the rarely seen truthful smile that she managed to hide away in daily lives.

"What is it Professor?" Conan came running the stairs into the lab.

"We've finally made this!" the professor raised a bottle in his hands with a purple brown liquid inside.

"What is it?" Conan asked.

"Its…(RING), huh the phone. Hold up, I'll tell you right after I answer the call," the professor went to pick up the wireless he always kept in the lab, "Hello? Yes he is, please hold….Shinichi, its for you."

"Me? Who would call me other than…" Conan's eyes widened with fear of realization and snatched the phone from his hands.

"Hello?" he said with his teenage voice into the phone as sweat began to form on his head.

"Is this Kudou-Shinichi?" a deep voice rang over the receiver.

"Yea…Gin," he whispered back. Both professor and Ai was stunned and froze upon the spot. Their pupils enlarged with horror and their body seemed to shut down to the very last neuron.

"You know who I am, good that will make things quicker. I've decided to change the deal, 10 days was just too long a wait. The meeting will be in 6 hours at the same place, come or she dies." Gin chuckled evilly. The sound of his breath echoed painfully into the young detective's ears.

"What! That wasn't part of the deal Gin!" he exclaimed with outrage.

"I don't care, I make the rules around here! You have 6 hours, I hope you made up your mind." Gin continued to chuckle.

"What about Ran? What have you done to her?" Conan questioned.

"Oh, she's right here sitting quite obediently," Gin replied coldly.

"Let me speak with her NOW!" the tiny boy demanded behind his bowtie.

"Haha, Very well, I'll let you speak to your little lover (Sound of phone being hand over)" "Shinichi? Are you there Shinichi?" Ran cried out.

"Ran! Are you okay?" Conan blurted in concern.

"Yes, they haven't hurt me. What's going on Shinichi? What do these people want with you?" Ran asked and was about to continue but was cut off before she could speak.

"Don't worry, I'll get you out somehow," Shinichi called into the receiver with strength in his voice.

"I'm…scared," Ran's voice grew weaker and her breathing seem to settle as time ran by.

"The tough girl that could kick anyone's but that I know of is saying scared? Don't worry, leave things up to me," Shinichi said brightly trying to hide the fact that he has no clue what to do. He hadn't come up with a plan that would save both girls yet and time has been cut down enormously. Tears began to form in his eyes.

"I know about the decision they are forcing you to make Shinichi," Ran said softly.

Shinichi's eyes opened wide and he didn't know what to say. "It's okay Shinichi, no matter what you choose, I know you will make the right decision."

"Ran…" Conan whispered lightly.

"Shinichi…." She paused for a long time and a moment of silence hung in the air as she began once more to finish her sentence, "I love you.…"

The little detective's eyes opened wide and tears poured out, sliding down his cheek and clashing upon the floor.

"Ahh!"

"Ran what's wrong? Ran? RAN!" Conan yelled into the phone.

"How sweet, Remember you've got 6 hours," the phone clicked off with one final chuckle from Gin.

Conan turned around, tears still rushed down his face. His eyes were shaded by his bangs and his body quivered in a mixed feeling between anger, confusion, sorrow, and some of which words can not describe. He clutched his fist and looked up through his hair with one eye. He grabbed Haibara by her wrist, squeezing with enough force to make her try to twist her arm loose for it was giving her discomfort.

"Kudou-kun what are you doing? Let me go this instant!" Ai demanded.

The professor realized what was going on, "Shinichi, no stop! You can't do this, you haven't though things through!" He ran toward him, extending his arm to break him away from the little chemist.

Pssst

The professor fell to the floor with a heavy thud and looked up with the last ounce of energy and whimpered out, "Don't do it…" Before completely drowsing off.

"Kudou-kun, Whats wrong with you. Why did you do that to the professor? Let me go! You're hurting me, stop!" Haibara struggled furiously from his grasp with no luck, "Kudou-kun?"

pssst

" (Gasp) Ku…dou…kun….Why?" Haibara fell onto her knees into Conan's arms.

'I'm sorry Haibara, but I have to do this.' Conan thought in his mind. He had lost complete control of every part of his body and mind. He has become a soulless body that jumped onto the first instinct that came to his mind.

6 hours later

Haibara woke up, rubbing her head. She noticed that she was no longer in the comfort of her home and had been carried off to an ally. She sensed someone behind her and turned around to see who it was. A young man looked down upon her painfully with tears down her eyes. "I'm sorry" he said trembling on his feet. It seemed that he was about to fall over but he didn't, he just stood there shivering and crying.

"Kudou-kun?" Haibara spoke softly. The Conan she saw in front of her was so out of character that she didn't know what to say to him. He was a zombie and she was his pray. She could tell that he had received an enormous shock to his mind and now his eyes showed no signs nor will to live.

A black Porsche pulled over behind her. She spun her head quickly around to see what was going on. Her eyes opened in fear as she saw two men, dressed in black from head to toe, stepped calmly out of the classic 1950 car that shined in the afternoon light. The taller of the two stepped forward and pulled out his hand gun from his coat pocket.

"I see you've made your choice, Kudou Shinichi" he spoke with a large smile, "and long time no see…Sherry" His smile grew bigger as he raised his gun and pointed it toward them.

End…..

Ch8

'Thoughts'

"Speeches"

Last time

"What! That wasn't part of the deal Gin!" he exclaimed with outrage

"Shinichi…." She paused for a long time and a moment of silence hung in the air as she began once more to finish her sentence, "I love you.…"

Remember you've got 6 hours," the phone clicked off with one final chuckle from Gin.

"Shinichi, no stop! You can't do this, you haven't though things through!"

" (Gasp) Ku…dou…kun….Why?" Haibara fell

"I see you've made your choice, Kudou Shinichi" he spoke with a large smile, "and long time no see…Sherry" His smile grew bigger as he raised his gun and pointed it toward them.

Take a Gamble

"Ran, what did you do with Ran?" The tiny detective commanded.

Vodka opened the back door to the car. Ran got out slowly, her hands tightly bound by a thin rope that provided certain discomfort that she was struggling to get it slightly looser. She seemed to be in the best of conditions aside from the part where she looks as though she hadn't had much sleep. Conan gave a sigh of relief and smiled at her safety. "What? Conan-kun? What are you doing here?" Ran gave a confused look.

"You didn't know?" Gin laughed, "This may get more interesting then I hoped."

"Ran…" Conan took of his glasses; a moment of silence pierced the ally. Gin still held his chilling grin watching the uneasiness between the two.

"You are…" Ran raised her brows.

"I was Shinichi," Conan spoke out looking to his side.

"You…lied to me this entire time? All those times you saw me cry for you, you just stood by and watched?" Ran bursted out in outrage, "Ho..How could you?" Tears ward overflowed from her eyes.

"I never meant to hurt you, I did this to protect you from harm. Please Ran, you must understand! I care about you so much, that's why I did what I did." Conan argued desperately, using hand signs as he spoke.

"How can you? How could you watch me worry about you, how can you watch me shed tears for you, how can you watch me…" Ran said rubbing the tears from her eyes, "living in sorrow everyday?"

"Enough of this, I came here to do an exchange, not watch you crumbs chitchat," Gin blunted out. His cold glare was like an arrow that pierced one's heart, shooting pain across the young detective's chest.

Haibara looked up realizing what was going on, "I understand Kudou-kun. I understand everything."

"I'm sorry," Conan said looking down on her sniffing his nose as tears dropped onto the cement floor.

Haibara got to her feet and looked over to Ran, "I don't care, I was willing to make a sacrifice like this from the start. Though I am kind of upset by your decision but I won't argue. I would probably have done the same if I was in your shoes." She gave a gentle smile back and took a step forward returning to her serious face.

Conan fell upon his knees and watched his hands tremble before his eyes. "I'm a murderer," he whimpered to himself.

"Go!" Vodka gave Ran a shove on her back.

The two began to walk until they met at the center, "I'm sorry," Ran cried softly."

"Don't be. Forgive Kudou-kun for what he has done to you. He does love you, his just never had the chance to tell you because he wanted to tell you with his true voice." Haibara shot her a soft smile before turning back and headed toward her certain demise.

Ran's eyes opened wide and turned her head back, watching the little girl walk by, 'Haibara-san was this Shiho person I see. I'm being freed but why do I not feel happy about it…like I need to think about that, I know exactly why.' She frowned to herself and continued to walk.

Haibara glared at the men in black harsher each step. She wasn't afraid and she didn't hesitate, each step was confident and strong until she stood in front of the two who smiled coldly. "You have me now, so leave them once you kill me. They had nothing to do with this to start with." She demanded.

Gin kneeled down and whispered to her ear. She turned around quickly and yelled, "Run Ran-san!"

Both the little detective and his girlfriend's eyes opened wide and looked behind.

BANG—

The picture of the teen falling forward from the thrust crashed hard upon both their eyes. Blood ran from her chest as she lay on the cold floor in silence. Conan dashed up to her with his heart thumping heavily in shock, "Ran, are you okay! Ran! Speak to me Ran!"

"He he he..Ha Ha ha ha," Gin laughed out loudly.

"You bastard, damn it Ran, common!" he glared at the shooter intensely as he tried to shake his beloved back to life. Tears rolled down his cheeks and landed quietly upon Ran's dying face. He can see her breath withdrawing with each passing second. Her heart rate slowed and color was fading upon her face until finally there was no more. Not a thump of pulse, not a gasp of breathe. The young woman lay dead in his arms.

"You bastard," Haibara cried out. Why did you not just kill me? She had nothing to do with this!"

"You? I can't kill you, the boss' request. But you can watch your favorite color decorate this lonesome ally. Just like your red wine, the color of blood soaked face upon a man's horrified eyes." Gin chuckled.

Gin walked over to Conan who had the most furious face that he had ever had on his face. "Does it hurt?" the tall man asked, "Don't worry, you will go soon too." Raising his gun he gave out a roar of laughter.

Conan raised his watch in reaction but he knew he wouldn't make it in time. His eyes opened wide with fear and rage. He gave one last look at the pale face of Ran then raised forward once more. Behind the black gloved finger that was applying pressure on the trigger, Haibara struggled to free her from Vodka and gave her one last glance which said, "I'm sorry".

Bang—

Conan's eyes opened wide, jumping out from his bed. Sweat had formed across his forehead. Light from the evening sun reflected from the windows of the large mansion that stood firmly on ground. The grass reached high, enough to hide one's knees. There was no wind and everything had tenseness as it remained on its spot with out any movement. The dead air would let anyone that came by this horrid place a sense of a mighty squeeze across his or her chest. It was unusually hot for early autumn that evening as kids walked by, wiping their sweat and licking away at their ice creams. The rusty gate that no one had used since month before was creaking lightly, rolling on the hinges as it woke from its long lasted rest. The dust that collected upon the floor had areas that had been carried off by the young man's feet that sat upon the second floor.

"It was…a dream?" Conan pondered in his room. Some light shot through his blinds, dimly lighting up his timid space. An empty basket lay on the desk beside the bed. He looked around, all was quiet, all except for the summer bug's cries. He watched the poster of Sherlock Holmes in his room and gave out a sigh, "There's no crime you can't solve is there Holmes? What will you do if you were in my shoes right now?"

Haibara looked over with concern out the kitchen window and gave out a long sigh. "He's been in there for three straight days now. Even when I brought him supplies, he doesn't open the door and just sits inside without saying a word," she said calmly putting down her teacup on the table.

Count Down Reaches 5

"But he still eat the things you leave him so I think he should be fine. I think all he need right now is some time to himself," said the professor.

"I guess there isn't much to worry about. His got his own way to tell you that things are going to be fine. He don't need to speak to you to communicate his thoughts," Haibara agreed, "The thing that I'm concerned most about is not that. I need to test that thing on him and if he don't come out soon, I'm going to have to drag him out."

"Drag who out of where?" a small boy leaned against the door way said with a smile on his face. A smile that no one had seen since the day of the kidnapping. A sigh of relief rose between the two, noticing that he was back to his usual self, at least he almost was. Shades of purple had appeared under his eyes just slightly and his eyes still showed signs of sorrow that he could not hide away with his laughter.

"Shinichi! What have you been doing lately?" the professor jumped with surprise.

"Just thinking of a plan," he replied calmly.

"And did you come up with one?" Haibara walked over and confronted him.

"No, not entirely at least." He answered.

The two scientists gave him a comforting smile to try and cheer him up. Conan looked over to Haibara in sorrow, remembering what he had done to her in his dream, then shifted his eyes to the side and shook his head.

"Something wrong?" Haibara asked, still holding her poker face.

"It's nothing…nothing at all," Conan answered softly.

"So, what brinigs you here?" Haibara asked trying to be cheerful.

"I just got a bit hungry and you haven't sent anything for the past 6 hours so I decided to drop by. Besides, I noticed that there was an urge in your voice so I figured you wanted to talk to me." He told still holding a smile, hiding the precipitation that was forming on his forehead.

"Common, lets get you cooled down first. I'll tell you it as you eat." Haibara pulled him in.

The professor heated some leftovers in the microwave and placed them on the table. Conan ate slowly, keeping his confused eyes on Haibara, " So what did you want me for?" he asked chewing down his food.

"I needed to borrow your blood sample," Haibara laughed, "I needed it for a test."

"A test" Conan raised an eyebrow.

"Yea, do you remember the 24 hour cure for your body? We've come up with a new upgrade of it that can keep you for 72 hours. Even though you will most likely be asleep for the first 10-12 hours from the change." She explained.

"Hmm, that could be useful." Conan said though he hid away his excitement, "Why would I be asleep for so long this time?"

"Kudou-kun, the new drug we made is extremely powerful. It will instantaneously raise the protein production in side every cell in your body. Think of it like a forced seizure only worse. This is at the best case scenario, for there is a high chance that it will activate and force the mitochondria of your cells to produce too much and destroy them period. Special type of enzyme will be created once the separation of the cells begin and mixes with a the chemicals in your body and it will…I guess melt your bones then reconstruct them I suppose. Don't worry, we've carefully calibrated it so that there is no distortions. Your hormones will also be activated to the extreme that will cause you to grow, the growth itself will take roughly 3 hours but it is a good sacrifice considering its long duration. Once your…transformation is complete, you will be a normal teenager again."

"Wait a minute, am I going to live through this?" Conan asked, opening his eyes wide.

"Don't worry, I've got another drug to help you go through with it. Its called HyponeuroG.A.B.A. This substance multiply the negative signal sent by the G.A.B.A. to keep most of the neurons from firing. This basically is like a paralysis drug that makes your entire body num. Hopefully, it will act throughout most parts of your body before the real drug takes effect so it will minimize the pain you will receive." She continued.

"And if this drug doesn't work?" Conan asked blinking his eyes.

"The you will be in for an entire minute of excruciating pain before losing consciousness and worst case scenario, death." She chuckled.

'is she laughing at my torment?' Conan thought in the back of his mind as a sweat drop rolled down his head. "And why the heck do you need my blood for?"

"Don't worry, we won't let that happen. Also, you will have four outbreaks before your time runs out. Once after 24 hours, next after 36 hours and so on until your time is up." Warned Haibara, "We needed some real samples to test out the drug on humans." She narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Couldn't you just use your own or the professor's?" Conan sighed.

"It has to be of a child and had to be male. Even as a child, there are minor hormone difference between the male and female. Once I check that out, I can make a hypothesis on the largest amount that your body can support and give you the GABA according to it." She smiled watching the terrified look on his little friend's face, "But don't worry, we'll make sure that won't happen. I still have use for you"

"I bet you were a hard person to get along with," Conan spoke lowering his eyelids halfway down.

"I'll be right back, contacts are getting dry." Haibara turned her head to the washroom.

"You where contacts? How come I didn't know that" Conan realized in surprise.

"You never asked," she replied calmly.

Supper was now over and Conan was walking back to the agency as he rubbed the sore spot on his arm where a needle had just pierced through. He opened the door slowly and found the entire living room was compiled of a huge mountain of garbage. A hue of alcohol still roamed the room where a filthy detective laid on his chair, snoring from his sleep. "Boy, with Ran gone, he really don't know how to take care of himself." Conan whispered in disgust.

He dragged out a large garbage bag and started to clean. Kogorou's eyes flickered open when he heard the clanks and clunks of the beer cans and bottles hitting one another. "Huh, oh you're back? Where have you been all this time you little punk?" he demanded.

"I was with the professor, but never mind that, help me clean this place up!" Conan shot out.

"Yea, yea." He groaned and got up, "but I don't remember Ran telling me about a 10day vacation with Sonoko before. I'm going to have to talk to her about that when she gets back."

Conan turned his head sadly. Light relfcted one of his lenses that concealed his watering eyes.

"What is it now?" Kogorou asked noticing his pause in movement.

"Huh, oh nothing. I've got some studying to do so I'll be upstairs. Clean this mess up alright, just cause Ran-neechan isn't home doesn't mean that you can live like a slob." Said Conan and walked up the stairs.

"Yes mother, (hic up) immediately," Kogorou joked, "But man, why did you have to wake me, I was having such a good dream about winning the lottery. Maybe I should go buy one, they say dreams can come true."

Conan froze at those words, 'Dreams can come…true. That's it! That's the only way! I'm going to have to gamble but if it works, the entire organization may come crumbling down. Thanks a lot there old man, I guess you do come useful sometimes'

Later that night

RING—

"Hello," A man picked up the phone, putting his cigarette in his left hand, "What! Is he positive about this?"

"I don't know but it's the best shot we have, it almost worked last time with Belmot so lets give it a shot," Ms. Jodie said calmly and explained.

"Alright, I'll be ready." The man hung the phone and went back to his room. He sat down before the picture that was taken years ago. The colors were starting to fade inside the tiny wooden frame but he looked upon it with a smile, remembering his time forgotten love.

End…

Ch9

"Speeches"

'Thoughts'

Last time!

Bang—

Conan's eyes opened wide, jumping out from his bed.

"It was…a dream?" Conan pondered in his room

"do you remember the 24 hour cure for your body? We've come up with a new upgrade of it that can keep you for 72 hours."

"you will have four outbreaks before your time runs out. Once after 24 hours, next after 36 hours and so on until your time is up."

'Dreams can come…true. That's it! That's the only way! I'm going to have to gamble but if it works, the entire organization may come crumbling down.'

"Alright, I'll be ready." The man hung the phone and went back to his room. He sat down before the picture that was taken years ago. The colors were starting to fade inside the tiny wooden frame but he looked upon it with a smile, remembering his time forgotten love.

Secret is No More

Flash back

"Kogorou, help me!" a young woman, no more than 24 called out with a fear consumed voice.

"Eri! Let her go, it's me you want!" Kogorou stood, panting from his chase.

An evil smile grew upon the culprit's face that made Kogorou's blood boil with rage. "I shall take my revenge upon you, you sorry excuse for a cop, on behalf of my girl friend who you sent away! Now it's your turn to lose the one you care about, ahaha!"

The young lad narrowed his focused eyes. The eyes that would not miss a single opportunity to rescue the one he loved. Every detail, no matter how insignificant, could not escape from those eyes.

The culprit raised his gun and pointed to Eri's temple as his smile grew larger. "Say good night…" he said mockingly.

End Flash back

Four. (Count down is passed half way)

"ERI!" Kogorou jumped up from his chair and immediately looked around to see where had the culprit gone to. He blushed slightly when he noticed that he had showed signs of concern for the woman he's suppose to hate. His head ached from the hangover he got the past night and looked around the clean room and remembered that Conan had come back. He staggered up the stairs, holding his sore head with one hand and was about to open the when he heard the sounds of whispers from within.

"…So professor, can you get it done before the time runs out?

Well I hope you do cause the Black Org won't wait for us…"

From the tiny opening, he could see a tiny figure pacing back and forth holding up his blue pendent in one hand and a ear piece to his ear with the other. 'What's up with this kid, what black organization?'

"I know Prof, but this is the only way to save Ran!"

Kogorou's eyes widened and his hangover seemed to disappear at the words about his daughter. 'Save Ran? What's going on!"

"I know I'm taking a risk but I don't care.

If we both must die then I shall die first!"

Kogorou swallowed the lump that grew at his throat and watched intensely at the little boy. 'That's the stupid brat that I know? …what does this mean?'

"You already know that they know my true identity, If I don't do this then they will eventually hunt down everyone that was involved! Ran, Hattori, Old man Mouri, and you, Everyone!" Conan lowered his voice listening for noises to see if his yelling woke up the sleeping detective. When he heard nothing, he continued, lowering his voice, "Anyways, can you make it for me?

Alright thanks…(Click)"

Kogorou stood up, fully stunned by what he had heard. His mouth was hung open and his eyes full of surprise and fear. His mind flipping back to all the cases he had solved, remembering how he didn't remember a thing about it. Remembering how the child always seem to give him hints when he was stuck. He watched the figure slowly walk to the door and took a step backwards.

Conan opened the door, not knowing that his conversation was over heard. He saw the detective standing before him, one hand lifted up as though he was reaching toward him and the other gripping the air tightly to his side. Sweat was forming on his face and he asked in a trembling angry voice, "Wh..Who are you?" as he pointed his shaking finger upon Conan's face.

Conan's eyes opened wide in realization and took a step back before answering, "What are you talking about Uncle Mouri? I'm Edogawa Conan haha..ha?"

Kogorou narrowed his eyes and bolted in, slamming the door on the wall and grabbed the child by his collar and lifted him to meet his glare. "No you're not, what is your true identity! What is the Black Organization! What happened…" he paused and swallowed before continuing, "What happened to my Ran?" the final question came out softly. His eyes changed to grief and desperation.

"Wh..What are you talking about, I don't know what you're saying uncle. Are you drunk again?" Conan tried to change the topic and gave a fake laughter.

"Don't humor me you brat! I know what I heard, I knew something was wrong when you told me that Ran had gone with Sonoko to a 10 day trip. She would never go without telling me, even if it means that kid detective is going too! Now tell me what happened to her!" he exclaimed, tightening his grip on the boy's collar.

"No, really I don't know what you're talking about," Conan wiggled to try and get away from his grasp all to end in vain.

"Yes you do, I bet you're some super gifted kid detective too aren't you. You came here because it got too dangerous at where you lived before cause people were after you. You came here knowing that someday we would be in danger, but you didn't care! As long as you're safe right!" Kogorou shook the boy almost losing thought in his rage, "Now tell me, where is Ran! Where is my daughter!"

Conan gave a side-glance and looked intensely at the detective. He could see tears forming in his eyes, tears of concerns for his daughter. He could hide it no more. He laughed in his mind at himself at how it was Mouri who was to find out the truth about him instead of Ran. He gave a grin and stopped his pointless struggling, "Alright I'll tell you…everything," he whispered.

Kogorou's eyes got slightly softer but one could still see a faint ember, burning in the back of the pupil. He lowered the little boy on his bed. Light from the window reflected keenly upon his thick lenses, and he could see the trees outside upon them, wavering in the silent wind.

"Would you like to sit down first, Mouri-san?" Conan spoke calmly.

Kogorou was astonished by the tiny boy's change in character. It was as though he was a different person. His voice was toned down and his posture was perfect. His face changed in appearance from childish innocence to a mature deep look. Kogorou lowered his brows and answered, "No, I think I will remain standing…thank you." 'Why am I talking to this brat so seriously? He may seem more mature but his still just a tiny kid,' he wondered.

"Very well, as you wish. Let's begin with who I am," Conan started watching Kogorou gulping down his saliva, "My real name is…Kudou Shinichi."

Kogorou gave a gasp and narrowed his eyes, "Preposterous! That's the most stupidest thing I've ever heard! You expect me to believe that?" he yelled out in outrage.

"It's true, I was shrunk by an experimental poison called Apotoxin 4869 when I was saw a secret exchange made between two people the day I went to the amusement park with Ran. I was so focused on what was happening in front that I didn't see another coming from behind. He knocked me down in the back of my head and gave me the drug." Conan explained.

Smack!

Conan fell hard on his bed and bounced back up, hitting it against the wall. He looked up and saw the fury in Kogorou's eyes. "You little bastard, you were using me all this time weren't you! You were using me to try and find out about this stupid organization of yours, putting me and most importantly Ran in danger!" Kogorou screamed out, into the young man's face. Conan turned to the side, looking down onto the wrinkled sheets.

A strong hand twisted his head back to his original focus, "Look at me you freak!" Kogorou knew he was probably hurting the boy but at the time, he didn't care, "Now, tell me what happened to Ran, NOW!"

Conan groaned from Kogorou's tight squeeze on his jaws. Seeing this, the old detective tossed his face from his grasp. Conan sat up against the wall, forming a triangle with one of his leg and put his arm on top. He continued to look down onto the sheets and began, "Yes, I suppose I did put both of you in danger, and I can understand why you're so upset," he raised his head with a sudden jolt. One eye showed between his bangs and the other hidden behind the light-reflecting lens, "But I know more about my mistakes then you do!"

"You understand?" Kogorou gave a sarcastic chuckle, "How can you say that you understand? Can you understand the feeling of a father who knows that his dearest daughter's life may end?"

He was about to go on but was cut in by the shrunken teen, "No! But I can understand the pain of losing someone you love…losing someone…I love" His voice trickled off.

Mouri remained in silence and softened his eyes. Looking down on the tiny figure, sitting in sorrow reminded him of the incident when Eri was kidnapped. "Tell me what had happened from the start?" he asked softly and took a seat opposite of the boy, pulling the chair behind him closer.

Conan gave a nod and began once more, "After being shrunk, I ran back to my home and told Professor Agasa about the incident. At first he didn't believe me but I managed to convince him easily enough."

"So old guy that makes you toys knew about your secret?" Kogorou stuck his head forward.

"Yes, and that's not all. Hattori Heiji, the detective of the west knows of my secret as well," Conan paused allowing the information to sink in to the man who watched him wide eyed, "and one more person," Kogorou swallowed hard, "Haibara Ai."

"Haibara? Oh, that tiny brunette girl that acts all cool?" Kogorou raised his brow in surprise.

"Yes, she was part of the Black organization but she betrayed it so now she's with us. She's been working with Professor Agasa to try and find a cure for my condition but so far, the best she's done was a 24 hour pill." Conan gave a long sigh.

Kogorou folded his arms and leaned back into the chair and tried to understand the words that he heard, "And now what happened to Ran?"

"They…took her." Conan spoke with great difficulty in his voice.

"WHAT!" Kogorou kicked his chair back as he jumped from his seat.

"They found out about our…relationship and took her away." Conan looked up.

Kogorou was about to jump on him but held himself. A moment of silence aroused from the room. The rustling of the leaves against the chilly fall wind was the only sound that echoed in the room. In this short time, they managed to calm their nerves reframe their stature. "Is that what the ten day's about?" Kogorou looked upon the young man's face and smiled, holding his rage in, "I thought so…"

"I've got a plan already so don't worry, I will get her out, I promise you!" Conan said firmly.

Few Moments Later

Conan walked, deep in thought, with his hands in the pocket of his jacket. He did not tell Mouri about the choice that he was to make but was forced to tell nearly everything else. He watched the sky; just starting to turn orange as the 3:00 sun hovered in the distance. Compared to the past few days, the young lad seemed a lot more at ease, more calm, more…Conan then before. The boy no longer feared judgment day but rather welcomed it. 'I'll get you Gin,' he thought strongly in his mind, 'I won't lose you this time!' a grin came upon his face.

Back in the office, the old detective sat on the couch; flipping through the album starting from the day Ran was born. He smiled at the tiny paper, watching the little girl that smiled so carefree. Tears built in his eyes. The old binding of the album had bits of torn pieces that hung vacantly in the air. Each page he turned, an empty happiness shocked his heart, as though it was squeezing his very soul for the devils offerings. Images of her smile entered his mind as he saw his beloved daughter calling out his name.

'Memories, all I have is memories. Is my only hope that stupid brat? Heh, Eri was right, I am just a useless old man. All this time, that brat solved all the cases instead of me. I did nothing of my own.' He thought darkly, opening another can of beer. He watched the foam build on the lid of the can. His grip tightened upon the metal container and a spark flew into his eyes. "I refuse! The greatest detective under the sky, Mouri Kogorou. How can he be out done by a stupid kid! I refuse to leave things in that stuck up idiot's hands! Black Organization? HA! I'll bring them all down with my own fist! Muahahaha!" he yelled out. His voice was lacked in confidence and his laughter had a sense of emptiness. Tears finally poured out from his eyes but he continued to laugh. He took a large sip from his can of beer and slammed it down onto the desk, tears continuing to roll down his face. Tears represented the realization that he was a fake. Tears that represented the hatred for himself for being such a useless slob.

He punched the wall to his side, the pain shocked his senses but he did not scream like his usual self. His eyes were now different, clearer, more passionate, the eyes of a true detective that was lost many years ago had come back once again for the one he love.

Conan walked, still in silence. By the park entrance he heard some familiar voices that made him flinch. "You can't get away from me, culprit, the world's greatest detective, Kojima Genta!"

The sounds of laughter brought a smiled to Conan's face. He peeped from the entrance and saw the three detective boys playing "hide and go tag". Mitsuhiko dashed across the field raising both his hands in panic as Genta trailed not far behind, waving his hands forward to reach for his objective.

He noticed a piece of red cloth near the bush beside and giggled to himself. "Ayumi-chan, your dress is showing," he whispered.

A tiny girl plopped her head from the bush and laughed in surprise, "Conan-kun! You're okay now?" she laughed.

"Okay? What do you mean?" Conan gave a confused look.

"Well, you haven't shown up in school for the past 4 days and we thought something might have happened to you," Ayumi jumped over and gave him a peck on the cheek.

Genta and Mitsuhiko had noticed this and stopped their chase as they walked over to greet the friend they had not seen in the last while.

"Conan, where were you all this time. We went to your house to find you but you weren't there and old man Kogorou only moaned cause he was always drunk." Genta asked putting his hands behind his head.

"Yea, you just sort of disappeared since that afternoon when you slapped Haibara-san," Mitsuhiko added.

"Haha, sorry, I had a lot on my mind that day. I'm fine now. I'm glad to see that you guys are having fun." He gave them a smile. A smile that wasn't something a child gave to another but one that an adult gave to their kids when they tell them how proud they are of them.

The three detective boys didn't think of much about this. They had seen that smile given to them before by him and figured it was just how he was. "You wanna play with us Conan-kun?" Ayumi asked.

"Yeah, common! We're playing detectives!" invited Genta.

'Why not, I guess playing with these guys will be a good break from all that has happened lately.' He thought to himself, 'besides…who knows if I will get another chance to play with these guys again' He smiled and nodded.

"Hey Conan-kun," Mitsuhiko turned in concern, noticing a mark on his face, "What's with that bruise on your face? It looks like you got punched real hard."

"Huh," Conan felt the area around where Kogorou's fist had hit a while ago.

"Was your problem a bully? Did he hit you there?" Ayumi asked, sticking her face right up to him.

"If it was, I'll get him for ya so don't worry," Genta gave a thumbs up.

"Oh, I just fell earlier, it's nothing at all," the little detective laughed.

"You fell?" Genta looked at the wound, "You must have fell pretty hard, you clumsy oaf," he laughed.

The three quickly followed.

"Wow, you guys are having some pretty good time aren't you," the voice of a young girl sounded from behind.

"Haibara! What are you doing here?" Conan turned in surprise.

"Just for a walk," the professor smiled from behind.

"You're here too professor?" Conan grined and walked up to them. "Does this mean that the thing is finished?" he whispered to Haibara.

"No, we just finished step one, now we have to wait for 12 hours to see what will happen so we came out for a stroll to relax," Haibara answered calmly with her usual poker face.

The rest of the detective boys dashed over. "Haibara-san's here too, that's perfect!" Ayumi clapped her hands with joy.

"Huh, what are you talking about?" Haibara looked toward Conan for some answer. All she received in return was a smile of amusement.

"Common Haibara-san, join us in Detective," Ayumi grabbed her hand.

"Huh? Wait!" before she could say no, she was dragged down to the middle of the field and was counting numbers as the tiny culprits hid away with a sweat drop down the back of her head. The professor merely watched in amusement at the person who just helped him do some of the most complex scientific procedures playing "Hide and go Seek" in the park.

It was starting to get late and the detective boys were now tired. They decided to part for the night and go home. Even with the chilly winds blowing, the three were sweating cats and dogs. They left looking back in amazement at how neither Conan nor Haibara had broken a sweat. Of course not, why would they. They didn't run a single step in catching the three. All they had to do was sneak up on them and tap them on their shoulders. They were the ones that ran back and forth trying to get away from their pursuer. They waved a final good bye before leaving the park.

"That was a great change in mood," Haibara looked over.

"Yea, they're good kids," Conan gave a grin as he watched them disappear.

"I take it that you're ready for them now?" Haibara raised her brow in curiosity.

"Not at all, I still got no clue on how to deal with them," Conan answered with a certain snap in his voice that almost made Haibara's poker face change into a dumb founded look.

"And you still bothered to play with them this afternoon?" Haibara said sarcastically.

"That's why I played with them, to clear my mind you know. I thought maybe if I thought for something else for a while, when I go back to my original problem, I will get some ideas to finding the solution."

"Good luck," Haibara gazed up into the skies, following Conan, "Well, I'll be getting back now, still got a few lab write outs." With that she started walking toward the exit.

"I'll catch up with you in a sec, I'm going to talk with Shinichi for a few minutes," the professor smiled and nodded for his good bye.

"Alright, I'll wait for you in the lab." Said Haibara and left the field.

"So do you think you can make it?" Conan asked.

"Yea, I won't be able to have much tests done but I think I'll make it." Professor answered confidently.

"Good, then that's perfect. Oh and I told old man Mouri about my identity." Conan grinned.

"What!" Professor bursted out in surprise.

"He was listening to our conversation today morning." Conan explained.

"And…" the professor persisted.

"He took it better than I had expected. Only one punch to the face," the tiny boy joked, "But I think he'll be fine, he may be an idiot but I think he can take it."

"Anyways, is the other side ready as well?" the professor asked.

"I think so, I haven't gotten a call from them yet but I'm pretty sure it won't be much of a problem," Conan answered.

"I still say this is too much of a gamble but since I have no better ideas I guess it's all we got," the professor smiled.

Night fell swiftly. It was dark; clouds had hid the night-lights of the heavens with its thick barrier. The hinge upon the gates to the young man's mansion continued to creek in the wind. The sound was almost frightening to one's ears in such darkness if he was to walk down that street that night. The streetlight dimly lit the cold cement floor, which flickered momentarily creating flashes of ghostly shadows upon the walls behind. A man reached out and stopped the gates from crying and closed it behind him with a loud shriek. His eyes glimmered against the flickering lights until it finally flickered off and there was nothing. Nothing but the thick darkness that consumed the area, the man with his trench coat swaying quietly in the wind, and the tiny boy that sat alone in the giant mansion alone.

End…