(I don't own Detective Conan or Magical Kaito. You know one of these day's I'll get smart and just program the disclaimer in auto text.)

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Where were they? Conan slowly started to trudge down the stairs. His lip had stopped bleeding but it still hurt. He wiped the dried blood off his chin. Kaito opened the door for him but Conan just stared.

"I'll wait for them." He decided.

"I think you better not, you're already sick after all." Kaito told him.

"I'll just stand under the roof." Conan said starting to head back to the door. Kaito grabbed his left forearm, immediately Conan hissed in pain.

"Gomen." He let go. "But kid, that's foolish. Just come with me and Aoko." A streak of lightening struck overhead. Conan shook his head.

"I'll wait, I don't have a problem." Kaito rolled his eyes.

"You don't I do, you'll catch your death if you stand out here." With out warning Kaito grabbed him around the middle and put him back in the car.

"Are you deaf? I said I'd wait." Kaito was beginning to get agitated.

"Are you stupid? I said no! You'll catch pneumonia or something." He shut the door. Aoko hit him in the arm.

"Don't call him stupid!"

"No one's home. He wants to wait out in the rain when he's already sick enough." Conan crossed his arms in frustration. Yup, Kaito was annoying.

"Poor kid, he misses his neechan." Keiko frowned.

"Well we can't stay here. There's a hurricane on its way. We'll have to back home." Nakamori started the car again. "Then you can call from there." The Cell phone that's right! Shinichi pulled 'Conan's' out. Dead. He reached into his right pocket. Shinichi's phone was dead too. Ksou!

"Borrow mine." Aoko handed it to him.

"Arigatou!" Conan quickly dialed Ran's number. "It's busy." He hung up. Aoko sighed and took her phone back. Nakamori was just stopping at a light. The winds had really picked up since that afternoon. Ran… was Shinichi's only thought. She must be panicking by now.

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The drive back was silent. Nakamori pulled up to Kaito's house.

"I'll be right back. I'm going to just get some dry clothes for Conan." He said as rain started to soak.

"Kaito-kun, would like to stay the night? You're welcome too." Nakamori asked him. Kaito thought about it.

"Sure. I'll help Aoko take care of him." He gestured towards Conan. "Be right back" He shut the door and headed in.

"Ne, Tousan, can Keiko-chan stay the night too?" Nakamori nodded.

"Sure. I have to go into work soon, so Keiko can keep you and Kaito from-"

"Otousan!" Aoko hit her father on the arm blushing madly. Keiko was giggling. "I would never." Nakamori looked pleased.

"Good." Aoko sighed and leaned back against the seat. Kaito came back seconds later. Upon seeing Kaito, Keiko burst into laughter. Kaito climbed back in the car and did not question Keiko's sudden out burst. Nakamori was the only dry one in the car, but Keiko and Aoko were getting there, seeing as they had not been out of the car since they were picked up at tropical land, but that was sure to change when they pulled into the Nakamori House hold drive way and parked out front. Kaito opened the door and let Conan out, followed by Aoko. Keiko opened her own door and followed them inside the warm house. Aoko fished her key from her purse and opened the door. Conan stepped in, more like he wobbled in. The house was beautifully decorated. The entrance hall had wood flooring and it led to the sitting room where a single phone sat on a cherry wood polished coffee table. Aoko clicked the light on and strode over to the phone to check the messages.

"Nakamori-chan, call me when you get in." Hakuba's voice came through. Conan nearly lost his balance but Kaito helped him to keep it.

"You need rest." He steadied the wobbling boy.

"But I have to call-"

"We'll take care of it." Keiko assured him. Aoko had gone to set up the guest room for Conan.

"Kaito, you'll have to share a room with Conan." She called.

"Hai!" Kaito answered.

"Could you get him out of those wet clothes?" Kaito picked Conan up and set him on the ottoman. Conan wasn't sure he liked being this far away from the ground. It seemed so far from the ground. Kaito got a towel from a nearby closet and covered Conan with it.

"One, two, three." He lifted the towel and Keiko clapped in amusement when she was Conan had been changed into light blue pajamas. Kaito held Conan's wet clothes in his hands.

"I'll get those dried." Keiko took them and headed to the laundry room. Kaito turned Conan around to get look at the boys face. His lip was slightly swollen from the contact it had made with the concrete stairs. Kaito gently opened Conan's mouth to insure no teeth had been chipped. Kaito then inspected his forehead. A good-sized lump had formed. Conan was too weak to object to this exam, but it wasn't bad. Ouch! Kaito had touched the knot on his head. Conan stepped backwards and almost fell down but Kaito caught him and straightened him back up. He then took the towel and rubbed Conan's head with it. He took the towel away and had to keep from laughing. Conan's hair was all messed up, worse than it had been. He rubbed his head again. Conan pushed him away when he brushed the bruise on his head.

"All done." Kaito said. "Let's get some ice for that bump, and your arm." Kaito helped Conan down. He looked half asleep but followed Kaito into the kitchen.

"Sit down before you collapse." Kaito pointed to the chair surrounding a table covered in newspapers. Conan slowly went to sit in a chair while Kaito prepared the ice for him. Kaito was just wrapping the ice pack in a paper towel when the power shut off.

"Just great." He heard Conan mumble. Kaito knew the house well so he easily made it to Conan.

"Let's see if that room's ready for you."

"I can't see." Conan said weakly. Kaito sighed and picked Conan up again. He was headed to the living room where the stairs were when he heard a 'thud.'

"Ksou!" Conan's voice sounded. Kaito felt him grab the injured spot.

"Gomen." Kaito said making it to the stairs. "Aoko" He called out.

"Nani?" Aoko's voice came from one of the rooms. Kaito walked in and as he did.

Thud.

"Ksou!"

"G-gomen." That was twice in row, fortune was not on the little tantei's side today and it was only eight. Aoko had lit a candle as Conan cursed. "You could have told me you were going to light a candle, would have saved him a headache," Kaito set Conan on the bed. Aoko sighed.

"Maybe you shouldn't carry him around like that in the dark!" She said shrilly. Conan covered his ears. "Oh! Gomen, Conan-kun." She lowered her voice. Conan shook his head and successfully made his headache worse. He laid down against the pillows and closed his eyes. Kaito gently put the ice pack on Conan's forehead. Aoko pulled the covers over him and then blew out the candle. Conan's last thought before he fell asleep was, Ran…

(There you go! Chapter four!)