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]

"Why didn't you explain everything to me first!?" Haibara reprimanded Conan. "I was shocked! I went into the empty Carriage 7 Room B, thinking I was about to die. Then I find your mom waiting for me there and she says 'leave the rest to me.' I didn't have a clue what was going on! On top of that, you come in afterwards and shove a phone in my face, telling me that Kaito Kid had disguised as me and went to meet an organization member and that you wanted me to tell him what to say! I thought it was all some ridiculous joke!"

"Well, we weren't entirely sure about whether or not the organization was actually aboard the train or not," Professor Agasa reasoned.

"I wasn't sure until my mom sent me a message to say that Vermouth was on the train," Conan said to Haibara. "I couldn't say anything out loud, though, since our cabin had been bugged. Subaru-san hacked into your phone amd saw your message from Vermouth. So, no surprise, he thought you were in trouble and went to find you! We're just glad that you went into Room B in Carriage 7 as we predicted,"

"Who the hell is that Okiya Subaru guy anyway?" Haibara demanded. "Why is he living with your mom and Haru in their house?" She turned to Haru. "Who is he?"

"Chewy's just a friend who helps me with my homework," Haru smiled innocently. "He's on our side, so don't worry. And Yukiko-san only comes back on some weekends," 'Damn, I can only think about how much she spends on those plane tickets. Then again, they're a famous author and actress. They make a lot of money,'

"Anyway, the key gain from this time's encounter is that we've established that Amuro-san, the part-time waiter at Poirot, is a member of the men in black called Bourbon," Conan smirked.

"He's been on sick leave for the past few days," Haru recalled. "I think he's returning next week,"

"Probably only to formally resign," Conan claimed. "I don't know why he was part-timing at Poirot but he probably won't be coming back. He seems to think that Haibara died in the explosion. If he comes back, I was thinking of investigating him,"

XXX

"Why did I have to come?" Haru groaned in the backseat of the car Kogoro had rented. "I don't want to go to Izu Plateau,"

"You need to get out more," Ran pointed out. "Whenever you're not at school or at work, you're always holed up in your room,"

"Not all the time," Haru defended. "I also go on a monthly camping trip,"

"You haven't gone for the last few months," Ran reminded. "Even Shinichi went outside form time to time to practice his soccer,"

"I wasn't even on the Bell Tree Express so why am I even going?" Haru mumbled.

"Oh, the compensation is just the cover story," Sonoko revealed. "The real reason we're actually going is for some special tennis training!"

"I don't play tennis," Haru deadpanned. "I hate sports,"

XXX

'He's…' Haru stood in shock beside Conan. "Amuro-san!?" The ball whizzed past them, boucing off the fence. Haru grabbed his side. "Ow! Ow! I've been hit! I can't play tennis! It looks like I'll be bedridden for the next few days!" 'Of course Bourbon's the tennis coach! This is when Conan's gonna get hit by a racket, we go to that lady's villa, she murders some guy, and something about a frozen sports drink,'

"The ball didn't even graze you Haru-san," Amuro sweat-dropped.

"No, my ribs have been broken!" Haru casually fell to his knees.

"Haru…" Ran balled up her fist. "You're not going to stay in bed all day watching anime on your phone,"

"Look out!" Amuro shouted to Haru and Conan.

A tennis racket hit Haru's head, bouncing off and also hitting Conan. Both of them cumpled to the ground, gripping their heads. 'FOR ARCEUS' SAKE!' Haru thought as he started losing conscious. 'IT WAS ONLY SUPPOSED TO BE CONAN!' He didn't know if it was actually possible for the racket to also knock Conan out after it had bounced off his own head, but he was in pain and wasn't going to question anime logic at the moment.

XXX

"Both of them seem to be fine," The doctor reported. "They both probably have only a concussion, though Haru-kun's wound might leave a bit of bruising. If either of them starts losing sensation in their hands or feet, feels dizzy, or feels nauseous, bring them to a hospital for a more thorough check-up," With that said, he left.

"Why?" Haru groaned. "I thought you guys said it was going to be fun and relaxing tennis. Conan and I ended up with concussions. This is why I like staying inside as much as possible," 'It was only Conan who was hit in canon! Why was I hit too!? Do the gods hate me!?'

"Where are we?" Conan looked around and didn't recognize the place. "This isn't Sonoko-neechan's house, is it?" 'Her houses tend to be more grandeur,'

"This is the house of the lady who threw the racket at you two," Sonoko informed.

"It's my house!" Momozono Kotone apologized. "I'm so sorry! My hands were so sweaty and the racket just slipped!"

"I told you that you should wrap the grip tape properly onto the racket handle!" Umejima Machi scolded. "Your hands get clammy so easily,"

"But what a shame!" Ishiguri Saburou commented from behind the two women. "If my phone hadn't died, I could've made a movie of the impact scene and uploaded it onto the net as 'Killer Racket Assaults Teen and Little Boy in a Fail Attempt at a Killer Serve!"

"If you do that, you'd have to deal with my uncle's lawyers," Haru mumbled and started to drone the conversation out.

XXX

Haru had fallen asleep in the living room while Conan went to Ishiguri's room since the air conditioner wasn't working properly in the living room. He was woken up by the others' commotion. "Are you serious? Is Ishiguri still not coming down from his room? It's nearly past three! The sun'll be setting soon!"

"I've knocked a number of times already," Momozono claimed.

"It seems as though he's sleeping, so he locked his door," Umejima added.

"Ishiguri isn't sleeping," Haru told them. "Conan went up to Ishiguri's room to sleep since the AC here's broken,"

A loud thud caught their attention and they rushed upstairs. Momozono claimed to not have seen the spare key since yesterday evening. Takanashi suggested getting into his room from the veranda, but Amuro picked the door lock instead. When he turned the door knob and pushed the door, he noted something blocking it.

"Don't open the door!" Conan screamed. "You can't open it because it's the body that's blocking the door,"

'Yep, somebody died,' Haru sighed. 'Ugh, my head still hurts…'

XXX

Haru received a phone call from Masumi and excused himself. It wasn't like he could really offer any information since he had been asleep the entire time. "Hello?"

"Haru-nii, I think I saw Shuu-nii on the Mystery Train a few days ago,"

"Are you still in the denial stage of grief?"

"No. The person I saw on the train wasn't Shuu-nii but he looked exactly like him! He even mimicked his voice perfectly! Whoever it was…he knew my name. He's one of Shuu-nii's enemies and stunned me with a taser,"

"Masumi, don't do anything stupid. Our enemies are dangerous people. I don't want you to get hurt or…" He didn't dare say 'killed' out loud. It would never come to that. He'll make sure of it, even if it'd cost him his own life.

When Haru returned inside, the suspects had all been questioned and the location of the spare key was being discussed. Haru's injury, rude awakening, sleep deprivation, as well as being reminded that his little sister had been stunned by Vermouth, had put him in a bad mood. He went over to the freezer and pulled out Momozono's sports drink. Haru threw it to the ground and started violently smashing it with his foot.

"Spring Brat, what the hell are you doing!?" Kogoro demanded.

Haru picked up the spare key from the pile of broken ice. "Ishiguri's dried blood and Momozono's fingerprints,"

"Haru-san, how did you know that it was in the sports drink?" Amuro inquired.

"I was up last night watching whatever VidTube videos were on my recommended list," Haru lied. "There was a video about a guy hiding the key to his safe in a frozen bottle of juice. I have no idea why the hell it was on my recommended list," He yawned. "I watch a lot of weird stuff,"

XXX

Bourbon was driving home and was talking with Vermouth through an earpiece. "Yes, the case had been solved by the Replacement Detective of the East, Kudo Haru,"

"Oh, is that so. On a side note, I am curious as to how much longer you plan to stick around Mouri Kogoro. Ever since that Kir incident, youv'e been saying you wanted to monitor that detective who might be suspiciously related to Sherry. I've given you plenty of support but that business is over, isn't it? A lucky coincidence allowed information on Sherry to fly into our hands and we were able to send her to her grave,"

"No, my interest has suddenly been piqued in the detectives known as Sleeping Kogoro and the Replacement Detective of the East," Bourbon thought of how calm and collected Conan had been and how he had reasoned why it was a murder and not an accident. He also thought back as to how quickly Haru had solved the case, despite not listening to the full conversations.

Damn it Haru, you really need to keep calm and not be too hasty even if you're in a bad mood!