MD: Hey dere guys! I'm back!

Conan: We noticed. How else could you have updated?

MD: Hmmmm. Point taken. I'm glad you all seemed to like my last chapter. I worked really really hard on it! I really was up till 2 in the morning working on it. Sheesh. I really gotta stop doing that to myself.

Conan: I'm getting somewhat worried about you. You've been staying up till 1 in the morning on school nights doing homework, practicing your violin, playing softball, and planning your story. 5 hours of sleep isn't enough for you.

MD: snore zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Conan:sigh My point exactly. Ok. Since the author is dead to the world right now, I'd better do the disclaimer. MD does not own Detective Conan, though she is still trying to buy it. If any of her story resembles another story, she is very sorry and it was not intentional.

MD: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Secrets Gone

Conan woke up that morning irritated at the loud singing of birds outside his window. He moaned as he rolled over and looked at the clock. It showed that it was eight in the morning.

"Great, I got a full six hours of sleep. Since I'm technically a kid, don't I need eight hours?" With that he tried to go back to sleep but the mix of sunlight and singing birds demolished all hopes for more sleep. With another groan, Conan forced himself out of bed and got dressed enough to go downstairs, though not outside.

Once Conan got down to the kitchen, he saw Ran making breakfast. She looked tired, but very happy. She looked over at Conan and smiled.

"Good morning Shinichi." she said, grinning at his name. It had been so long since she had been able to say that to his face.

"Er, Ran? Could you not call me by my real name when I'm in this body?" Ran gave him a confused look, so he hurried to explain. "The Black Organization my have figured out that I am still alive. That could put me and everyone else I know in danger."

Ran smiled and nodded her head. Conan sighed in relief and walked over to her. "Can I help you?" he asked as she turned back to her pan.

"Sure, I guess. Let me go get a chair." She sniggered at this and Conan frowned. Ran brought the chair over and watched as he climbed up on it.

"Why didn't you help me before?" Ran asked Conan, watching him mix the batter for the pancakes. Conan looked at her and smiled.

"Well, I had to pretend I was only six or seven. And not many little boys want to help cook in the kitchen. Besides, you might have figured me out if I was too good at what I did." Conan smiled up at her before he went back to mixing.

Ran thought about what he said and realized that he had a good point. She looked at him as he continued to mix the batter. "Perfectionist." she thought to herself and decided to keep asking him questions.

"So, are your glasses just a disguise, or something more?" Conan looked at her and set down the batter. He removed his glasses and she leaned over to see better.

"You see this button?" he asked, pointing it out. Ran nodded, curious as to what would happen. Conan pressed it and the little antenna popped out. Ran stared at it as Conan started to explain. "You see the screen? This shows the exact location of someone I am looking for. This little device helps me, see?" He pulled the little yellow thing on his button. "All I do is stick this on someone, and I can track them down. Also, if I put this listening device on or near someone, I can listen to them from a distance. And I only I can hear it. Aren't these glasses great?"

Ran took the glasses and observed them closely. She looked back up to Conan and his beaming face. "Where in the world did you get these?"

"Dr. Agasa." Came the short reply. "He was the only one who knew about my, uhhh, condition." Conan said, taking back the glasses and putting them on. "When I tried to get back into my house that night, I saw Dr. Agasa and told him what happened. He helped me out, but he also told me that I couldn't tell anyone else about what had happened." Ran nodded and smiled. She knew the rest of the story from that point on.

As Ran started pouring the batter onto a pan, she continued to ask Conan questions. "Do you have any other gadgets?" She looked at Conan and waited for a response. Conan looked back at her and gave a small smile.

"Yeah, actually, I do. I'll show you after breakfast." Ran nodded and went back to cooking the pancakes while Conan set the table. Once the food was set, Kogoro came stumbling into the kitchen, yawning. Conan looked at the clock and saw that it was already nine. "Lazy baka." He thought to himself, grabbing one of the pancakes. Breakfast was quiet except for all the loud noises Kogoro was making.

After breakfast, Ran went into her room to get changed, and Conan went into his room to also get changed. Once Conan opened his door, Ran walked over to him smiling.

"Hey, Shin… I mean Conan. I was hoping that I could see some of your 'gadgets'. That first one was pretty cool." Conan just smiled at her and walked into his room. Ran followed and sat down next to him on the bed. Once Conan had sat down, he pulled off his red bow tie.

"This," he said, holding up the bow tie, "is a voice modulator. I can make it sound like anyone I want to. It's how I've been calling you, to try to make you feel a little better." Conan smiled sadly at her and put the bow tie on the bed. Next, he pulled off his watch and pressed the button that allowed the target to pop out. "This gadget is called the Stun Gun. By pressing this button here, I can put anyone I want to sleep. It's how I've been solving all of your dad's cases. I would stun him with the watch, then imitated his voice with the bow tie. I was hoping that if he solved more cases, I might find some information about the Black Organization. So much for that idea. At least I helped your dad's popularity a bit." Conan also set the watch down on the bed. Then he hopped down off the bed, and asked Ran to wait for him for a minute. He ran downstairs, grabbed his shoes, and then ran back up.

"These," he said happily, "are my favorites. By turning this knob, I can enhance the strength in my feet, allowing me to kick things pretty dang hard. I would show you, but I don't want to break anything." Conan beamed as he put the shoes down on the floor. He watched as Ran carefully inspected all of the items. After a moment, Conan remembered one gadget that he hadn't showed Ran.

"Oh yeah," he said as Ran set down the shoes she had been looking at, "I've also got a solar powered skateboard. I've never really liked skateboarding, but I have to admit it is pretty awesome." Ran laughed a little bit.

"Are you sure that poison didn't mess with your mind any?" she asked him, laughing. Conan scowled before he joined in the laughing. After a few minutes of laughing they both went downstairs. They sat on the couch and watched TV for about an hour.

Conan looked outside at the bright sun. After the rain two nights ago, the weather had turned beautiful. He smiled and came up with an idea.

"Hey Ran, wanna go to the park? It's such a beautiful day and all…" Ran beamed at him and nodded. They went over to get their shoes on. They walked out of the house, and off to the park.

MD: Ohhhhh, my head. So tired…

Conan: You can sleep after you answer to the reviews. But you will go to bed afterwards.

MD: But but….my biology homework…

Conan: is not due tomorrow. So worry about it tomorrow.

MD: ok ok. Well, let's do these responses then. And just to keep up tradition… WHEEEEEEEEE

Conan: Good to have you back, surprisingly enough.

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MD: Ok. Now here is something I've been needing to do. Ahem ahem. SORRY! That chap took so long to get out. But it's like Conan said. I've been really stressed out lately. I think I've bitten off more then I can chew. But I will try to relax and keep up with the weekly updates. I am in a phenomenal music program. I play the violin and we just had a concert and festival (a place where you play and get judged for those of you that don't know). We've been working really really hard for that. But we should be cooling down a bit now that the next concert isn't for a while. Once again, Sorry!

Conan: Ok, enough apologies! Go to bed! You've got flippin bags under your eyes!

MD: Ok ok. I'm goin I'm goin. Please review guys. As you can see, it's a huge inspiration in all of the stress I'm dealin wif. Thanks again guys. And thanks for reading! Ttfn!

Conan: Ta ta for now!