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A boy groaned in the dimmly litted shadows of the small room. The room housed two people: one boy and one girl. The girl was asleep on her side, bound and gagged with ropes and chains. The boy stirred and his eyes opened.

"Nggggg," he groaned aloud, making an effort to sit up. He found this difficult because of the restriants that he just now realised were on him. 'What the heck? Where am I?' he asked himself.

Chapter 6

Looking to his right, he discovered the girl. He quickly looked to see if she was harmed at all. Kudo would kill him if she was.

Immediately discovering his mistake, he blushed and turned away.

'Oi, Kudo. Forgive me for looking up your girlfriend's skirt,'

Quickly, he decided that Rachel's dignity had probably been breached anyway, and he turned back to the girl, hoping she was alright. A small window on the other side of the room let a slight light in. Harley figured that, with the position of the sun, he hadn't been knocked out for too long, and that Rachel would be waking up from Kudo's tranquilizer dart anytime soon.

To his satisfaction, Rachel began to stir beside him.

Her eyes opened in alarm, and she struggled against the chains and ropes that surrounded her body. She looked desperately around the room, finally spotting Harley who was bound and gagged also. Her struggles ceased as she pulled herself up to a sitting position beside him.

Her eyes questioned him, but he couldn't answer anything.

"Ah! I see the two prisoners are awake," a silky voice said, coming from the hall.

"Hm!" his companion, a female, said. "Maybe we should introduce ourselves!"

The man opened the door. He was tall with a broad-shouldered suit. Brown hair could be seen beneath the dark hat.

"Well, snotty detectives, welcome to the stronghold of the syndicate. My name's Whiskey, and this is Rum,"

"Oh! He's cute!" Rum said, indicating Harley. She was a blonde with no hat. Harley jumped back at her sudden outburst. "Did they give us permission to play woth them yet, Whiskey?"

"No, Rum. But I daresay I'll enjoy it when they do," he said, scanning Rachel up and down. Rachel felt as if she were going through an X-ray, and she shivered at the eyes on her.

"Well, enjoy your stay until we get back!" Rum said, taking off Harley's gag. She kissed him once and then went to remove Rachel's gag.

Harley, who was moved to stunned silence after her action, didn't say a word until after they left and Rachel had spoken.

"Er- Harley? What did they mean by 'play'?"

"They coulda meant anything, Rach,"

Rachel gulped, but continued on. "And who are they? What are we doing here? What happened to Kazuha and Serena?"

"Kazuha and Serena!" Harley shouted.

"Yes! They were those guys at the warehouse,"

"You mean you tricked us!"

"Not you! Just Conan!"

"But you don't get it, Rachel! There is a real Black Organization! Conan really is Jimmy! The Black Organization happened to be residing in the building that you chose for your little trick! He was scared out of his mind!"

Rachel took all of this in, and was moved to silence. She looked away from Harley.

"I-I'm sorry, Rach. Maybe I should start the tale at the beginning.

It all started at that day you and Kudo went to Tropical Land..."

Conan only exhaled the breath he was holding when they reached, and had gone into, his own house. Serena and Kazuha hadn't said anything on the way there, for they were still stunned at the sudden knowledge of his biggest secret.

Conan silently motioned for them to sit down on a couch.

Kazuha was the first to speak up. "What happened, Jimmy?" she asked, looking at the seven-year-old. "How did you get like this?"

"It was all because of the organization that you guys pretended to be," he started, sending a rack of guilt through both girls. He slowly took off his glasses, seeing as he didn't need them anymore, and let the girls look upon the face of a young Jimmy Kudo.

"I took Rachel to Tropical Land since she won the karate tournament. While we were there, a guy's head was cut off on the roller coaster. There were three suspects, the victim's girlfriend, two of the victim's friends, Rachel, and two guys in black suits. During the investigation, the guys seemed suspicious, but the actual murderer turned out to be one of the victim's friends. Later, though, I saw one of the guys in black and decided to follow him. Bad idea. They hit me on the head and force-fed me a poison that was supposed to kill me, but instead it shrunk me,"

Kazuha let out a horrified gasp. Serena glared at her for interrupting the story.

"And even later, after I had convinced Dr. Agasa next door that I was Jimmy and he had convinced me not to tell anyone, Rachel came looking for me. Dr. A, being the genius that he is, asked Rachel if I, his relative Conan, could stay with her. He told me that if I made Richard famous, I could get more leads on the two men. I was only too willing... That's it," Conan finished.

Kazuha and Serena tried to swallow this information. But then, a thought occurred to Kazuha.

"But, Harley knew you were you,"

"He's a detective. I wouldn't expect anything less. Besides him, Dr. Agasa, my parents, and another victim of the pill are the only ones that know who I am. That is, before you guys tricked me into revealing it,"

"Sorry about that, Jimmy," Kazuha said.

Serena was more reluctant to apologize, but she did grumble something that sounded like "sorry".

"Who's the guy who was the other victim?" Kazuha asked.

But before he could answer, the doorbell rang.

All three stiffened.

Conan hesitantly turned, and slowly made his way toward the door.

He took a deep breath.

And opened if.

"Heya, Conan!" he was greeted by the smiling face of Amy. Mitch, George, and Ai were behind her. "We saw lights on," she continued, "And we thought we'd see who was home,"

"Oh!" Conan said. "But you do know that Harley and his friend Kazuha are staying here now, right?"

"What! Did Jimmy Kduo move out!" George gasped.

"Ah, no. He just gave the keys to Harley in case he ever wanted to come down here and use the house!"

"Oh good!" Mitch said. "But he still isn't here! And we really wanted to see him and ask about his current cases!"

"Well, come in guys!" he said, making eye contact with Haibara.

"Hello, Miss Serena!" Mitch greeted her.

"Hi," she said back, a strange look on her face.

"Everyone," Conan adressed. "This is Kazuha Toyama. The girl who's staying with Harley,"

"Hello, Miss Kazuha!" Amy said. "It's nice to meet you!"

"Jeez, Conan," George whispered to the boy, although the whisper wasn't quite as soft as others. "How do you meet so many girls?"

"Hehe," Conan said, sweatdropping. "Just lucky, I guess,"

When George turned around, he was met with facefuls of glares from Ai, Kazuha, Amy, and Serena.

"What?" he asked, playing dumb.

"That wasn't nice, George," Amy said, turning her nose up.

"He. Sorry, Amy,"

"Right," Conan said, starting the conversation once again. "So, Kazuha, this is Amy, George, Mitch, and Ai,"

"And together we're the Junior Detective League!" Amy shouted enthuiastically.

Kazuha laughed.

"So Conan," Amy turned on him. "What are you doing here?"

Conan put up his hands and said, "Nothing!"

"You wouldn't be here because you need Harley's help with a case, right? And you didn't tell us, I'm shocked at you Conan Edogawa!"

"Of course not, Amy! I always tell you guys about my cases!" Conan lied.

"Right," Amy said sarcastically, clearly not believing him. She leaned toward him, looking into his eyes. "So," she said finally, "It's a missing persons case,"

"Wha!" Kazuha, Serena and Conan shouted, surprised at her guess.

"So, I'm right!" she said, as George and Mitch looked on in awe. "Now," she continued, "Who is/ are it/ they?"

She grabbed Conan's shoulders and pushed him against the wall, a look of deep concentration on her face as she looked into his eyes. Conan thought she wouldn't find anything, seeing as a look of pure shock still graced his features.

"So that's it, huh? Rachel's missing,"

They gasped.

"Beneath that look of shock, there's an emotion, one I've only seen you have for one person: Miss Moore," she said. "Plus," she pulled out a piece of paper. "This note saying that they had your girlfriend helped. My guess would be that Rachel was captured by those guys you followed in school. You got Harley in on the chase and he decided to help you rescue her. By the state of this room, it looks like he left in a hurry. But when you got there, the guys used decoys in case the plan went wrong. You kept them away while Harley tried to make his escape with Rachel. But they had planned for this and eventually caught both Harley and Rachel. Am I right?" she asked.

Conan smirked. Kazuha and Serena were even more shocked.

"You've been hanging around me too much, Amy," he said.

"He!" she laughed in triumph. "No one could hang around you too much, Conan!" she shouted, slinging her arms around his neck.

"The only thing you had wrong is that I don't know where Harley and Rachel are, or if they've been captured,"

Kazuha couldn't resist. "D'ya think they've been captured, Jimm- Conan?"

Ai tossed her a sharp glare.

"You can't deny the possibility, Kazuha,"

"The Junior Detective League will help!" Amy said, still not letting go of Conan.

"NIO!" came shouts from two teens and one teen-turned-boy.

Mitch, Amy, and George looked startled.

"We mean," Serena lied, "That -er- this is a mater for the police, and we're not going to try to be heroes. We'll send in a report and then see what happens,"

"But! But-!" Amy said.

"They're right, Amy," Conan said, turning in her arms to look at her. "This is one time I don't think we should get involved,"

"Conan?" she asked pleadingly. "We've done missing persons cases before!" she insisted.

"Amy is right," Mitch backed her up.

"And!" George spoke up, "You don't even know if they've really been kidnapped! They could be out on a date or something!"

"No way!" Conan and Kazuha shouted, blushing.

"Sheesh!" he said, crossing his arms and turning away.

"Please let us help, Conan! We won't be trouble!" she said.

Conan dropped his voice. "...I- I can't afford it,"

"What?" Amy asked.

"What if something happened!" he shouted. "How would I feel? How would I handle it? Those guys poisoned me- er- my parents! You don't know what they can do! And if they got their hands on you-" he tore off, letting the sentence drift.

It was at that moment that Kazuha and Serena fully understood the seriousness of their situation.

And if Rachel and Harley had been kidnapped...

"Okay, so you know what to do?" Harley asked.

"Yes, Harley, for the umpteenth time!" Rachel replied, completely ready.

Rachel had taken the news of Conan surprisingly well. Harley was surprised himself to find out that she's suspected it all along, and that's why she, Kazuha and Serena pulled that stunt in the warehouse.

During the time they were left alone, they even hatched a plan.

Rachel might feel extremely gross afterward, but it was a plan.

"Hey, gorgeous!" the same silky voice from the one named Whiskey, called to Rachel.

Rachel shivered, but put on a brave front to execute the plan.

"Well, I'm back to check on you," he said. Harley rolled his eyes.

"Oh good," she said. "I was beginning to think I wouldn't get to play after all,"

"...Excuse me?" he asked, sounding surprised.

"Well you said that you'd come back when your boss gave you permission to play with us. When you didn't come back for a while, I assumed I'd never get to play with you,"

"Is that so?" he asked, entering the cell and going over to Rachel.

"Yes! Why wouldn't I want to play?" she asked, feeling his eyes upon placed they shouldn't be.

"Well, the games we play aren't usual games," he said, running a finger along her chin.

"I wouldn't expect anything less," she replied, seductively.

He smiled, showing off his perfect set of teeth.

"Unfortunately," he continued, dropping his hand. "We don't have that authorization yet,"

"What?" she asked, pretending to be hurt."But-"

"Sorry, gorgeous," he said, standing back up.

She leaned forward, giving him a decent view down her shirt. "But I was so looking forward to it! I mean, with a handsome man like you and all,"

"Well, I am pretty good looking. And you're not so bad yourself," he said, seeming to forget there was another person in the room. This person happened to be prectically barfing.

"Couldn't you break the rules for once?" she asked, leaning back, but separating her knees.

He looked longingly at her, and seemed to consider it, but turned away. "I oculdn't-"

"Please?" she asked, separating them furthur.

Harley watched awestruck.

"Maybe just this once," he said, kneeling down and placing a hand on her thigh, inching up her skirt as his hand moved furthur up.

"Wait!" she said, just before he got to her area. She closed her knees again, and struggled. "I'm sorry!" she said, seemingly convinceable. "But these ropes! I just can't get comfortable enough in them!"

"Well, comfort can be arranged," he said, taking out a pocket knife and cutting the ropes on her feet, immediately separating her legs. He didn't hesitate to do the ones on her hands either, thinking of the fun that was in store.

"There," she said, wrapping her arms around his neck and pushing him down. She stratled him. "Is that better for you?" she asked his opinion.

"Oh, definately," he said, placing his hands once again on her thighs, and inching the skirt up once again.

She let him get one good view of her panties before she karate-chopped his neck and knocked him out.

"Jees, Rach!" Harley complained, after Rachel had removed his ropes with Whiskey's pocket knife. "Why the heck did you have to take so long! Kudo's gonna kill me if he ever finds out!"

"Hey!" she said. "I got it done didn't I? And we'll just have to make sure he never finds out," Rachel said, removing the guy's keys from his pocket. "And besides, someone was watching as if it were a movie,"

Harley blushed and put a hand behind his neck.

"Well, I can't deny that you got it, girl," he whispered to himself.

"What was that?" Rachel asked, having heard the comment and was blushing furiously.

"Nothing!" Harley insisted, taking the keys from her hand and going to unlock the cell door.

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