Mitsuharu

Title: Mitsuharu
Rating: T
Fandom: Detective Conan
Summary: There were only three kids of the Akai Family, right? There was no way that Masumi had a third older brother. So why the hell were these people calling him Akai Mitsuharu? More importantly, how the hell was he even alive!? [OC Insert as Akai Sibling]

Haru was sweeping the outside of Café Poirot. "Excuse me, is this Mouri Detective Agency?" A voice asked.

Haru looked up. 'Eisuke!?' "Y-Yeah. I'll show you to their office," He led Eisuke up the stairs. 'I feel like I'm forgetting something about him,'

"Ahh!" Eisuke lost his footing and nearly fell backwards.

'That's right,' Haru caught his arm just in time. 'He's clumsy. He's like the Detective Conan version of Corazon without the fires,' He helped him regain his balance and led him to the office's door. "Yo Ra—"

Eisuke tripped and crashed into both Haru and Conan. "E-Excuse me…I must have slipped on something," His hand felt around the floor and then grabbed onto Conan's cheek. "It's great to meet you, Detective Mouri!"

"That's not Ojisan," Haru sighed and handed the glasses to him. "That's Conan, the kid who lives with Ran and Ojisan,"

"Thank you," Eisuke stood up and put his glasses on.

"Eisuke-kun, that man is Field Haru, a childhood friend and a staff at Café Poirot," Ran then motioned to Kogoro. "This is my father,"

"Nice to meet you, Detective Mouri!" Eisuke greeted. "My name is Hondou Eisuke!" As he bowed, he accidentally hit Conan's head. "Ow!" He stumbled backwards and bumped into a cabinet, falling down. A box fell from the top of the cabinet.

Haru caught the box before it fell onto Eisuke's head. "You're rather clumsy,"

"I'm not clumsy, just unlucky!" Eisuke claimed. "When I drop my toast, 100% of the time the buttered side is on the bottom. When I go camping, I'm the first to get bitten by a mosquito. When everyone's picture is taken, for some reason I'm the only one blinking. I can only think that God hates me! That's why I've come to you, Detective Mouri! I want to borrow a bit of your luck!"

"And I'm leaving," Haru started heading for the door. "I need to get back to work," 'Also I don't want to get caught up in Eisuke's clumsiness,'

XXX

"Eh!?" The Detective Boys turned to Yoko in shock. "We can't have a tour of Masked Yaiba Studios? Are you serious?"

"I'm sorry," Yoko apologized.

"And we were looking forward to it, too," Ayumi said sadly.

"That's right," Mitsuhiko added. "I thought that we'd be able to see the new villain, Joker,"

"Everyone's schedule got packed," Yoko explained. "I invited you guys because the director was an acquaintance of mine, but it seems like they aren't able to show visitors around. I'm really sorry about this,"

'Why did the professor have me accompany the kids to this tour?' Haru sighed. "Look kids, it can't be helped. They have a job to do. Just be grateful that we were invited to the television station in the first place. We can just have a tour of this place instead,"

"That's right!" Mitsuhiko nodded.

"There should be a lot of famous people here," Genta added.

"I want to meet the weather lady!" Ayumi told them.

'Oi, oi, the famous idol Okino Yoko is right in front of you,' Haru sweat-dropped. 'Ojisan would definitely trade places to be here,'

The Detective Boys were able to meet Inoue Waka and Yamamoto Azusa, two competitors that would be going against Yoko in the game show. "Who's this man?" Inoue looked to Haru. "Ah, are you perhaps Yoko-chan's boyfriend?"

"No! Of course not!" Haru's face blushed red with embarrassment.

"Yeah, Haru-niichan's dating Jodie-sensei!" The Detective Boys declared.

"No I'm not!" Haru denied. "I'm not dating anyone!" 'Why are they still shipping me with Jodie!? They haven't seen the two of us near each other since the bus jacking!'

"You're Kudo Shinichi's brother!" Yamamoto recognized. "You're Kudo Haru!"

"Actually my surname is Field," Haru corrected. "I've been living with Shin-kun for three years. Yukiko-san calls me her son and it seems like the entire world calls me Shin-kun's brother,"

Ayumi caught notice of a nearby man and became terrified. "Demon!"

"I-It's you!" Genta accused. "You're the new K-Kamen Yaiba villain, aren't you!?"

"Huh?" The man wearing a full face of makeup and a costume was confused as to what the kids were talking about.

"N-Not just a villain! He must be the leader of some sort of evil organization!" Mitsuhiko yelled.

"What's this, brats?" The man noticed their genuinely terrified expressions. "You saying you really don't know who I am?"

"Haru-san seems to recognize you," Haibara pointed at the nineteen year old.

Haru had starry eyes and a large grin. "Satan-sama, i-it's an honor to meet you!"

"Satan…sama?" The Detective Boys were now confused.

Satan smiled and offered a handshake. "You are right. It is a great honor for a mortal to be standing before me,"

Haru gladly accepted the handshake and squealed internally. 'I shook hands with the Onizuka Satan!' He watched as Satan left to head to his waiting room.

"Who was that?" Ayumi asked.

"That was Onizuka Satan, a vocalist from a visual kei rock band called The Styx Three!" Haru happily informed them. "I love going to their concerts!"

"Onizuka…Satan…" Mitsuhiko mumbled. "Satan? Onizuka Satan? Satan Onizuka?"

"I believe that I saw Asami-san at one of his concerts," Haru said to Mitsuhiko.

"Ah! That's right!" Mitsuhiko exclaimed. "Since my sister's an Onizuka Satan fan, she asked me to get his autograph if I saw him at the television station! If I don't go after him and get it…"

"He already left," Conan informed. "Yoko-san also seems to have left too. Why don't we search for his waiting room on our own?"

XXX

It took quite a while as the TV station was quite a maze, but they eventually found Satan's room. Just as Mitsuhiko was about to knock, Inamori, Satan's manager, stopped him. "Hey, Satan-san's in the middle of a nap right now,"

"He sleeps?" Genta asked.

The door opened. "Yeah, I sleep. If I don't my powers won't recharge,"

"Excuse me," Mitsuhiko held out the autograph board. "Could you please sign this? My sister's a big fan!"

Satan took the board and marker, taking the cap off with his mouth. "Name?" He signed his signature onto the board.

"Asami," Mitsuhiko answered.

"For my true believer, Asami," Satan wrote and passed the board back to the boy. He turned to Haru. "Do you want one too?"

"Ah, I didn't bring any autograph board," Haru told him. 'Damn, I should've brought one! Since this is a TV station of course there would be famous people! This was a chance for me to get Satan-sama's autograph…'

Satan walked over to his table, picked up a sheet of origami paper, and signed it. "Name?"

"Mi-Mitsuharu!" Haru stuttered. 'I'm so embarrassed! I'm grateful that Satan-sama is an understanding person. He truly cares for his fans,'

"Here," He held the paper out to Haru and passed the marker back to Mitsuhiko.

"Thank you so much, Satan-sama!" Haru bowed.

"With this, you and Asami-san will become members of our demon clan," Satan grinned.

Ayumi noticed the cranes. "It's origami!" She and Genta ran inside.

"Oi! You can't trespass into people's rooms!" Haru scolded. "I'm so sorry about them, Satan-sama!"

"It's fine," Satan assured him. "While lying in wait, I occasionally partake in human pastimes. But I wasn't able to fold more than those five today,"

"What's this ruler doing here?" Genta held up the measuring tool in the shape of a triangle.

"Using the ruler, I can better fold them," Satan explained.

"However, a devil folding origami," Haibara commented. "Doesn't it ruin your image?"

"Yeah, that's why I forbid you to tell even my true believers," Satan responded. "If it's revealed, I'll put a death curse on you!"

"Oh right, Satan-san," Inamori reached into the paper bag and pulled out a mirror that had demonic decor. "This was the mirror you wanted, right?"

"Yeah," Satan accepted it. "This is perfect. With this, I can do my makeup even in the dressing room. Thanks,"

'So cool!' Haru thought. 'I need to buy one!'

"Oh yeah, I also bought eye drops," Inamori held the small bottle up. "You were out, right?"

"Yeah, set it over there for me," He motioned to the table.

Conan noticed the three empty dishes. "Hey, all the names of these plates and bowls are of different shops. Why?"

"Satan-san has all kinds of strange tastes," Inamori informed.

"Well, it's because human food really isn't up to my standards," The devil claimed.

Haru heard faint sounds growing louder. 'Sirens?' Haru walked over to the window. "Police? Ambulance? Did something happen?"

There was harsh knocking at the door. Mishima was there, breathing heavily. "The company president, he…It's terrible! Anyway please, please come quickly!"

Haru followed after Mishima, Inamori, and Satan. When they reached the president's office, the man was dead with a knife in his back. 'Damn it Conan, you're a corpse magnet!'

XXX

"The deceased is Urushibara Tenji-san, president of an entertainment production company, forty seven years of age," Takagi reported. "The estimated time of death is around 1:00 PM. Cause of death is blood loss via a bladed object,"

"And the first person to discover the body?" Inspector Megure asked.

"Myself," Mishima spoke up. "There was supposed to be a meeting held here at 2:00 between Urushibara-san and the producer of the program I'm in charge of, but when I came to tell him that we were going to be a little late for the meeting…I immediately called the police and ambulance. On the way, I notified Satan-san who also belongs to the president's company,"

"Satan-san?" Inspector Megure questioned.

"Me," Satan entered the room.

"What are you!?"

"A Shinigami!?"

"I am Satan," He introduced. "Onizuka Satan, the vocalist from The Styx Three,"

"River Styx? Onizuka Santa?" Inspector Megure queried.

"That's not it, Inspector," Takagi corrected. "I know of Onizuka Satan. He's from a visual kei rock band that was popular three or four years ago,"

"Not was popular," Haru interrupted. "Satan-sama still is popular!"

"Haru-kun? Why are you here?" Inspector Megure asked.

"I was supposed to be accompanying the Detective Boys on a tour of Masked Yaiba Studios, but that got canceled," Haru told him. "Mitsuhiko wanted Satan-sama's autograph for his sister, so we searched for his waiting room,"

"Regardless," Inspector Megure turned back to Satan. "Do you know of anyone that would have a grudge against the president?"

"With his personality, I'm sure there were a lot of people with grudges against him," Satan answered. "Myself included,"

"Then just to be sure," Inspector Megure said. "At approximately 1:00, when the crime occurred, where were you and what were you doing?"

"Around that time, I was in the dressing room," Satan answered.

"He was doing origami!" Genta intervened. "The devil said he was folding origami!"

"Five cranes!" Ayumi held up five fingers.

"It looked like he was passing time though," Haibara added.

Mitsuhiko tugged Takagi's sleeve. "But we can't tell anyone. Otherwise, he'll put a death curse on you!"

"A death curse?" Takagi turned to the singer in shock.

"That's what I tell the fans," Satan whispered. "It isn't a hobby befitting of a devil, after all,"

"And you were in the dressing room by yourself the whole time up until the children came?" Inspector Megure interrogated.

"Yeah," He nodded. "I ate the delivered food, took a nap, and folded origami,"

XXX

Rather than staying at the crime scene, Haru decided to wait in Satan's waiting room. 'Damn it, the day started off so great too. I got to meet Satan-sama and get his autograph. Though as cruel as it sounds, I'm glad that the company president was killed. I hated him,'

In order to restore my magical power, I need a sacrifice! I need blood.

Haru gritted his teeth at the memory. 'Three years ago, that bastard posted that on the band's website, posing as Satan-sama for a publicity stunt. I know that Satan-sama would never want us to hurt ourselves! My classmate back in high school, Hinamori-san, was also a big fan. She was a bigger fan than me and Asami-san combined. She killed herself!'

He took a deep breath and took a black sheet of origami paper, deciding to fold cranes to help calm him down. He had no idea how to fold anything except a fortune teller and had to search it up on his phone. As he creased with the ruler, he noticed that he could see his reflection. 'Heh, it's like a mirror,' He ended up using all of the black and red origami papers. 'Oops, I'll buy another pack for Satan-sama. Hopefully he doesn't mind,'

'I couldn't get the president arrested because there wasn't really any evidence to back up my accusation,' Haru sighed sadly. 'I knew that it was him who posted it because I've researched about him for a project. He has many enemies because he's a shitty guy,'

The door opened and the others entered. Without acknowledging Haru, Inspector Megure and Takagi started looking around the room. "It certainly seems that there are no mirrors on the walls,"

"Ah, Inspector!" Takagi held up the demonic mirror.

"There is one, isn't there?" Inspector Megure demanded.

"Inamori-san brought it to him when he came in with us," Haru explained. 'Mirrors? Why are they looking for mirrors?'

The room, Satan's belongings, and his person were inspected but nothing suspicious came up. They found a slightly dirty delivery boy uniform that Satan used in his entrances. Conan informed Haru of what he had heard and observed. Soon night arrived and Ayumi noted that the reflections could be seen perfectly, but it was dismissed since the murder happened before nightfall.

'Mirror…reflection…makeup…' Haru bit his lower lip. 'Satan-sama could've used the origami paper and ruler. No! What am I thinking!? Satan-sama wouldn't do such a thing, would he? He's not a murderer like that bastard president!' Tears slowly started welling up and he did his best to hide his tears. 'Why am I crying? Satan-sama isn't the murderer!'

"Haru-kun, are you alright?" Takagi asked.

"I know who the murderer is," Conan hid behind Haru and used his voice changing bowtie to mimic his voice. "Although it pains me to say it, the murderer is Satan-sama,"

"O-Oi, what are you saying?" Satan approached him.

'Conan, shut up!' As much as Haru wanted to yell at the shrunken teen, he didn't want to expose Conan's identity.

"If you removed your makeup and changed into a delivery boy, nobody would notice you," Conan deduced. "For that reason, you ordered three meals from different places, right? With only one restaurant, it'd be suspicious if some people saw the real delivery boy and some saw you disguised as him at two different places at the same time. But you can deceive us if you ordered from three different restaurants with similar delivery boy uniforms. I saw a delivery boy's hair near the nape of his neck shaved into an upside down V-shape. Therefore it occurred to me that he might be Satan-sama,"

'I don't want to believe it…' Haru's eyes landed on the floor, not wanting to meet his favorite singer's gaze.

"I'm guessing there isn't any evidence that tells that man was me, is there?" Satan asked. "If your evidence is his hair style, I know people who have this kind of shave too. Maybe that guy was one of my fans. Besides, even if I could leave this room and kill the president, how was I able to fix my makeup again?"

Haru raised a shaky finger and pointed at the table. This time, he spoke. "Unfold one of my black cranes and put it behind the transparent ruler. Although you won't really be able to see the colors, you will be able to use it for…for your makeup since you're always painting pre-determined c-colors in the same places,"

Conan noticed the hesitation and denial in his friend's voice. 'Haru, I know you admired Satan-san, but this is the harsh truth and reality you have to face. That man is a murderer and justice will have to judge him,' Conan continued to speak. "If you look carefully around the station, you should find clothes with a hood and gloves, covered in the president's blood,"

"Alright! Gather the investigation team and start searching!" Inspector Megure ordered.

"The cranes had to be blown into in order to make it larger," Conan pointed out. "There would've been lipstick marks on the bottom. But since the cranes he made have no lipstick marks, then it wasn't made today,"

"Satan-san wouldn't do such a thing!" Inamori denied. "There must be some mistake!"

"Remove your makeup," Conan said. "If he does this, we'll know for sure if he was the one who killed the manager,"

"Remove your makeup, Satan-san!" Inamori urged.

"Sorry, but I can't do that," Satan refused. "Because if I lift this evil mask, the shameful face of a murderer would be revealed,"

"Three years ago, during a tour, I was hospitalized because of pain in my throat," Satan revealed. "Back then, there was a fangirl who used to send me get well letters. Each time she sent a letter, a small box with an origami crane accompanied it. That girl believed that I was a real evil spirit. I enjoyed reading her letters each time, but one day her letters stopped coming all of a sudden. I thought she had lost interest but last month, the president asked me if he should give me another sacrifice,"

"In order to restore my magical power, I need a sacrifice! I need blood," Haru recited. "Hinamori-san…she was the one who committed suicide…Although she and I weren't close, we often went to your concerts together. I wanted to sue the president, to send him to jail, but I didn't have the evidence to convict him. I'm sorry, Satan-sama,"

Satan put a hand to his fan's shoulder. "You don't have to apologize. You did nothing wrong. I'm the one who degraded to the level of that man,"

This was Episode 488: The Devil of the TV Station. I decided to add Haru's point of view as the person who can't believe someone they respected became a murderer.