Okay! Sorry I'm really late about the third chapter. See thing came up, I got grounded, I got hooked on a video game, excuses, more excuses. Oh well, thank you for reviewing but I'm sneaking on the computer and don't have time to post them.

Warning: This chapter has some fluff and if you don't like it you can just... umm... read the last few paragraphs of it.

I haven't bought the company yet so I don't own Case Closed. XDDD

Case Closed (c) to Gosho anyway.

Mitch wasted no time starting on Sara's little game. With science on his side he would be able to prove this insane rumor wrong and he thought that way too. After dropping by his home, Mitch headed for his friend's house, a plan boiling his mind.

'Okay, all I have to do is interview Conan with the camera and it will all be over,' Mitch thought. 'But I might want to shadow him around a bit too, just to show he's an average kid with an average life. That Sara doesn't know what she's getting up against because…'

"Mitch is on the case!" he blurted out.

A few people turned around in curiosity. Realizing what he had done, Mitch's face turned a bright shade of red.

"Umm…. Hehe… Yeah…"

With that, the humbled Mitch scurried off to his classmate's house for his own salvation. Nothing will back him down now and when this was over, he was going to be flashing those fancy Yaiba cards in Sara's face.

Mitch stepped into the building that housed the famous Richard Moore's detective agency as well as his home. The boy felt he was ready for almost anything as he got his camera set up. Apparently, though, anything wasn't everything. As Mitch headed up the stairs he noticed a strange person in front of the agency's door.

He was an interesting fellow who looked about 17 years of age. His dark charcoal hair played over a set of deep blue eyes. The guy wore a well-designed olive green jacket that hung loosely over the pair of blue jeans he wore. This casual look didn't seem to imply importance. However, the huge bouquet of deep red roses in his hand gave a different slant on his overall appearance….

The free hand that brushed the back of his head was soon brought down to knock on the agency's door. His expression was filled with nervousness as tiny beads of sweat crawled down his face. It was also apparent that he was trying to hide it. Seconds later an old man opened the door. It was Richard and by his messed up hair and drowsy look there was no doubt he had been drinking again. However, his lazy expression turned into shock as he recognized the person at the door. SLAM! The teenager at the door sighed as though expecting this. However, he didn't leave his post. Moments later muffled shouting arose from the other side of the door.

"Dad, who was that?" a girl's voice asked.

"Nobody! Just some…"

"Ugh… Dad you've been drinking again haven't you!"

Mitch and the guy at the door heard several tin cans clatter on the floor. Seconds later the door opened to reveal a girl with long brown hair.

"Sorry about that. My dad is-" Rachel started. However, she was cut off when she saw the guest before her.

He gave her smile and answered. "Hey, Rachel. Long time, no-"

"JIMMY! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!"

"I-I told you. I was called on these cases."

Mitch who made his place around the corner of the door gasped. There before him was the great detective Jimmy Kudo, the one that disappeared without a trace. This was great! Now everybody can know what happened to the detective and most of all, Sara's cards would be his for the taking. Mitch fudged with the camera in excitement to hold it up to his eye. Now time to get his proof.

"What are you doing back here anyway," Rachel continued while tears started to well up in her.

"Isn't it great Rachel? I managed to get in a break from those cases to see you… Oh, and here I got you some flowers," Jimmy responded handing her the bouquet.

Rachel just stood there holding the bouquet, tears now flowing freely.

"Umm… Rach?… Are you okay?"

"………… JIMMY! YOU JERK! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

After a several minutes of calming and cajoling Rachel, Jimmy miraculously got her to come out with him for a good time. Mitch had decided to follow them in secret to continue his video of proof and justice. Keeping up with the pair was proving to be a real pain.

The teenage pair made their way to the park to begin the fluff. They walked around on the little brick pathway talking about random things. Most of them about Jimmy which somewhat annoyed Rachel. As the two strolled and chatted, both were unaware of the small boy following them. Mitch smiled with delight. Excitement colored his thoughts about how clever he was being. Perhaps even he could be a detective or maybe even a spy someday!

As he continued his covert stalking and filming, a little white friend started following him. The 7 year old whipped around when a small bark sounded behind him. Mitch saw before him a cute medium sized poodle puppy.

"Oh, hello," he greeted.

Meanwhile, the lovebirds sat down on a small wooden park bench standing in front of a small crystal-like pond. Jimmy seemed quite content that he had finally gotten some time to spend with the love of his life, as himself. He couldn't help feeling a little ashamed though. Rachel had been crying for him ever since that tragic day at Tropical Land. He knew this, because he had seen her cry for him. There had been many nights he would hear her sob from the confines of her room and all he could do was listen or call to her as Jimmy. Yet, nowadays, he wasn't sure if his calls were helping her or hurting her. Jimmy shook his head.

"Jimmy, are you okay?" Rachel asked in a softly concerned voice.

"Oh, I'm fine. I was just… thinking…"

"Oh…"

Rachel turned to look the small pond in front of them.

Out of nowhere she answered, "I'm glad you came back…"

The teenage boy looked over to see the girl he loved smiling happily. He forgot about his thoughts and smiled back at her.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Mitch screamed.

The white poodle that greeted Mitch had turned vicious. Maybe it was that cookie he fed it but this wasn't the current matter though. The current matter was to RUN! The poodle was rather fast for a prissy dog and managed to catch hold of the poor spy's pant leg. Fortunately, he managed to scale a tree and kick off the white monster. However, the poodle remained at the tree's base yapping up at Mitch.

"Go! Go home!" Mitch yelled at the dog who paid no attention what-so-ever.

The boy growled, realizing he was stuck. He couldn't stay in that predicament though, considering the fact that Rachel and Jimmy were now leaving the park… WAIT! THEY WERE LEAVING THE PARK? The stalker clenched his teeth. He couldn't afford to lose sight of those two. Mitch took a deep breath and looked down at the monster that awaited him…

The sky was getting dark and Jimmy's time was running out, but before he had to run off he decided to invite Rachel to eat with him at a small restaurant. The two settled at a small out door table. The wind was somewhat chilly but neither of them seemed to notice as they gazed into each other's eyes.

"Jimmy, this has been the greatest day ever," Rachel whispered.

"Heh," Jimmy smiled and nodded his head.

"But… do you really have to go back to your cases?"

The detective frowned, looking down sadly at the table. Even though that answered everything, he still had to say something.

"I'm sorry, Rach."

Rachel sighed and a tortured expression took over her face. Just then a blonde haired waitress showed up with their food. The two ate without speaking to each other. Jimmy didn't want to go back. He truly didn't… but he had to. The happiness he had seen on Rachel's face today had made HIM feel happy and at peace and also proud. To be loved by a girl like her made him feel like he could do anything. Unfortunately, emotions didn't matter. Time was running out on this glorious interlude and reality would soon bring him back to again confront his situation…but for the time remaining, he wanted to make it as memorable and special as he could for Rachel.

When both of them finished, the waitress came up to their table. Strangely, she wasn't carrying a check but a plate. She laid it down on the table between them and Rachel's heart leapt. On the plate stood chocolate cake that was carved into an o-so familiar shape. Rachel just gazed at the heart cake and Jimmy laughed a bit.

"So? Do you like it?" he teased.

"Wha?… How?… Why?…"

She looked straight into Jimmy's eyes. They were filled with something very special.

"There was something I've been meaning to tell you…"

The girl's face turned pink. 'Could he… Could he mean?…"

"Rachel, I lo-"

Jimmy was cut off sharply as though a baseball had suddenly hit him in the chest. He gasped as in pain. This gave worry to Rachel.

"Jimmy? Is something wrong?"

Jimmy didn't reply. He glanced quickly at his watch.

"Damn," He swore, "Err… Rachel, I need to go!"

"What? But what about-"

"Here's the money to pay the bill!" Jimmy quickly replied, fiddling through his pockets. Before his girlfriend could respond a curled pack of cash fell squarely in her lap. A breeze started to blow the bills away so she reflexively grabbed them. When she looked up again, Jimmy was already gone.

Meanwhile, Mitch was trudging home with his pants dirtied and several tears in his shirt's sleeves from the cranky poodle. At least he hadn't actually gotten bitten. The thought of having to possibly go through rabies shots sent a chill up his spine…He was going to report that dog to animal control and the next time it was out and about….well….bye bye poodle! This detective stuff was more dangerous than he thought!

Well… I guess I did get enough video for one day…

As the boy slowly continued home he noticed his target. This time however, the teen detective was running quite fast and with a look of worry took his face. The little camera boy became immediately curious about this and with no hesitation, Mitch leapt into action again. What was up with Detective Kudo? Was there a murder? A robbery?

Mitch managed to tail Jimmy into a dark, quiet alleyway. Mitch watched with his camera recording all of his target's moves. Which were rather shocking. The poor detective had tripped and was lying on the ground. He seemed to be in immense pain. Hiding behind a garbage can the little spy was unsure of what to do. He should get some help but what if he missed something of great value. One thing was for sure though, time wasn't going to give him a better situation. He knew it was up to him to choose his path quickly. It was settled then, he was going to turn back to get some help. However, taking one more glance back at the detective he noticed his clothes were sagging and instead of a world class teen detective there was a child.

The shrunken detective got up still gasping from the pain of his major body change. A cell phone rang from his pocket and the boy dug through his now overlapping clothing to grab it.

"Hello?" he answered the phone.

"!"

"Oh, Dr. Agasa!… Umm… Yeah… I know the time…I just got a little bit carried away."

Mitch's gasped. The boy sounded exactly like Conan but it couldn't possibly be….

The voice on the other side of the phone continued to complain.

"I know, I know, if those men find out I'm Jimmy Kudo, me and Rachel and all the people around me will be in mortal danger." He said it tiredly with an air of defeat. "Don't worry. It doesn't look like anybody caught me changing. Hopefully we will all live for a while longer…"

A panicky Mitch quickly withdrew his head as Conan double-checked the alleyway. Mortal danger? Death? What HAD he stumbled into?

"By the way doc, could you give me a ride? I'm a bit stuck."

"……."

"I'm in a alleyway near the Galaxy buffet."

"……"

"Okay, I'll be waiting."

As Conan clicked off the phone, the little spy remained frozen in his hiding spot…traumatized by what he had just seen with his own eyes. The Truth. Looking down he noticed his camera was still on. He hit the replay and quietly played back the last few minutes of the video. There on the shining screen was the great Jimmy Kudo's secret, in living color….

My evil secret revealing mind strikes again. Muahahahaha! I hope hope you enjoyed this chapter because I nearly lost it to my stupid freezing computer.