CONAN
Conan was bored. After solving crime after crime with Ran and Kogoro, he had learnt over fifty ways to kill a person, one hundred motives, and twenty ways to commit suicide. There was no more thrill left in being a detective.
Though he would never admit it, Conan was sick of being a detective. The only reason he still lived with Ran and Kogoro was because he needed to find an antidote to make himself an adult again.
At least there was Haibara. She was the only one who understood his position properly. Being shrunk herself; she knew what it was like. Obviously, Conan would never tell Ran.
Ran was in enough danger already. The black organisation already knew who she was, and how she was connected to Shinichi.
"I need to find the antidote," Conan thought, frustrated. "If I don't get out of this body now, I'll-"
"Conan!" Ran called, interrupting his thoughts. Conan looked up. "We are going away!" because Conan was only 'a little kid', Ran never explained properly why she and her father travelled so much. All she would say was that they needed to talk to people for her fathers business.
The only strange thing being, this business was about solving murders.
"Really?" Conan tried to look happy. Little kids were meant to love going away. "Where?" Ran looked thoughtful. "Hmm, Conan, I don't think I know myself. But I think we'll find out soon enough ok?"
As she began to walk away, Conan knew something was wrong. Ran did know where they were going. She didn't want to tell him. Conan was frustrated. If Ran knew he was Shinichi she'd tell him in a flash. But now he was Conan, a little grade one kid. Which brought him back to his situation. The antidote.
As Ran walked back, she didn't know why she didn't tell Conan. 'Why?' She thought, frustrated and angry. 'It doesn't matter; he's only a little boy. Grade one! Come on Ran, why are you all of a sudden like this?' She thought angrily. She was reaching the house. Just as she was about to reach the doorknob, she stopped. Her doorknob was a golden, metallic colour. So what was this red she saw? She gasped. Blood. She tried to open the door, but it was locked. 'This is getting weird,' Ran looked nervous. 'And dangerous.' Using her karate skills, she easily kicked the door open...
SN(stickybok Note-that's also my real intials!):This is my first fan fic, so i don't know if I'm doing ok...even though he really is Shinichi, I call him Conan. Bye for now! Im doing one chapter at a time!
