Author's Note: Gomen nasai for not updating for soooo long! X3I was having terrible writer's block on this part! Well, now it's gone, and here it is! Review, please!

PART 6

"Why do you have to ruin my date!" Shinichi snapped. He and Kaito were on the street, heading home later that night. They had left Ran a while back, and could finally talk to each other without letting her know.

"I did not ruin your date, you're the one who likes to glare at me every time I made the slightest noise," Kaito stated, his hands behind his head. "After all, the movie was boring. I don't know why you chose that movie."

"I did not ask you to watch!"

"You told me to stay in sight, and I did."

Shinichi buried his face in his hand, feeling irritated and worn out. The date did not go well at all. Every time he was trying to get cozy with Ran in the theater, Kaito somehow managed to interrupt him. Ran was also so engrossed in the movie that he did not dare to make his move too quickly (Ran could karate-chop him anytime if he did something wrong). Kaito, who sat at the back all the while, had yawned loudly, made noises that even Shinichi could not make out, or snored a little when he fell asleep. He wished that he had made the truce later.

"Don't worry," Kaito drawled as if he did not really care. "If I can ruin a date, I can definitely make it up again. I'll get the two of you together in no time. It's a specialty of a thief."

"No, you don't!" Shinichi snapped. "Do not, and I mean DO NOT EVER get in my way of life! When you are around me, I want you to think about YOUR situation and not mine, or I'll expose you!"

"Fine, fine, don't be so grumpy," Kaito said, shrugging.

"Ne, I'm hungry," Kaito spoke again after they had entered Shinichi's house once more. "Anything to eat around here?"

Shinichi sighed, hanging his jacket. "There are sandwiches in the refrigerator. Help yourself."

While Shinichi went up for a while, Kaito poked into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and searched with his eyes until he spotted the wrapped sandwiches. He took them out and warmed them up in a microwave. After taking them out again, he took a bite as Shinichi walked in. "Eh, not bad," he commented as he chewed. "What's in it?"

"Salmon," Shinichi replied, opening the refrigerator door.

Kaito immediately went pale. He spat the sandwich out. "S-S-S-SALMON!" he exclaimed, dropping the sandwich.

"Hey!" Shinichi closed the door with a carton of milk in his hand. "What's it with you! Now I have to clean the mess up!" he scolded.

"If you had told me it's s-salmon-filling, I wouldn't have done it!" Kaito retorted, wiping his tongue with his sleeve in disgust.

"Why, what's wrong with salmon?" Shinichi asked as he started cleaning up the mess with a broom.

"It's f-f-f-FISH!"

"Well, what's wrong with fish?"

Kaito bit his lip. "I-I just don't like f-f-that thing."

Shinichi raised his eyebrows. He turned to a snicker. "You mean you don't like, or is scared?"

"I-I'm not scared!" Kaito snapped, though he had turned beet red.

"I'm a tantei, Kiddo, you can't lie through my eyes." Shinichi tossed the mess into a dustbin and put away the broom. He turned to Kaito. "Fine, there are snacks on top of the refrigerator. You're still human, I know."

Still red-faced, Kaito glared at Shinichi as he reached up for the crackers above the refrigerator.

"All right, enough chit-chat," Shinichi said, turning serious. "Follow me."

Kaito raised an eyebrow as Shinichi left the room. He quickly tossed the crackers on the table and rushed after him. When he finally caught up with Shinichi, he saw him opening a door that led into the library. Kaito let out a whistle when he stepped in. "If I knew you were this wealthy, I would have pretended to be you before you changed back."

"Don't even think about it," Shinichi told him coldly. "Come on, let's get down to business." He leaned against his father's desk and watched as Kaito wandered through the shelves and shelves of books. He decided to ignore that. "Do you know where those people are from?"

"Who?" Kaito looked up at him.

"Those who are trying to kill you."

"Oh, right. Them." Kaito somehow turned a little bitter. "I don't know who those people are. That's all I can say."

"Nothing at all?" Shinichi pressed. Kaito just shook his head. "This is hard. We need to learn more about them if we want to capture them. They think you still have it, and even if they know you don't, they will still kill you…"

You have no idea that they are right, Kaito thought with a wince.

"So we need a plan," Shinichi continued. He paused for a second. "Say, if you've already destroyed the gem, why are you still stealing? If you do, they won't find you."

Kaito hesitated. "I…didn't think of that," he muttered.

"Then why don't you stop now? There's a good chance that they will give up."

Kaito kept silent. Shinichi took that as a no. "I guess you still want to find out who they are," he said.

Kaito just nodded.

"Right…so I have a plan, though it could be risky. Are you willing to take it?" Shinichi asked.

Kaito looked at him. Shinichi's eyes bore trust in them. He took a deep breath.

"I'm ready."