Confusing, i know.

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Shinichi still ruled that skateboard as a high-schooler. It felt even better when you could control more things and yet look cool on it. But that's not the time for that though. But he liked it so much.

He was on his way towards the nameless house to get Hattori awake and get him home. He already had a plan how to get him to talk all about the Organization Black after he rests a little. He didn't decide if he can just let him go to his own house or if it would be better to take him to Agasa and Ai or maybe he would simply take him for questioning some other time. Shinichi was full of energy, happy that he finally was in his proper form and could finally strike BO. He has to thank Heiji for the cure, too.

...Kinda looking forward to seeing Hattori look at me, finally fixed like this for good...

...wait what

Oh well, he succeeded in finding the antidote so that was probably it? Maybe if he shows himself Hattori will be even more willing to talk about Organization Black? ...Or should i give him more time to recover? It was a traumatic experience to be sure and the injection site on his shoulder stirred all sorts of suspicion as of now... Yeah, he didn't decide yet.

Though things are looking good. Some things left to do but it's still a huge step. I still can't believe i'm me again...

The lanterns were giving dim light on the busy streets. He skated through people and even did some tricks on the way, earning a few amazed stares and clapping. The hour was late so most people didn't care but still. He felt amazing, trapped for so long and freed for good this time. He almost couldn't wait to show himself to others again.

He arrived at the door, seeing one light still lit in the room he left his wounded friend in. "Damn, i should have brought some painkillers... that would be the least i could do for him. Waking up will suck so bad, even if he is bandaged..." Shinichi muttered reaching for the door. The handle was wet from the rain that fell during his visit, meaning the clouds were done and should clear up by tomorrow morning, which approached by 2 hours at most.

He cautiously entered, looking around. It's not like he expected someone dangerous to be there or anything, but still...

He suddenly noticed Heiji was not where he left him. To his terror, there were drops of dark blood on the ground evenly displaying a path. "What the..."

Shinichi snapped out from his shock a little and quickly ran up to the back door, listening for any sound of life near by.

"Heiji? Are you here? He-" His eyes widened. The ground was reddened by blood here, blood he never wanted to see outside of his friend, a knife lying by on the floor. It looked anything but good.

"HATTORI!" Shinichi ran up fast, checking his friend's pulse. Alive. Thank god. He released a sigh of relief, quickly turning Hattori over to lean on his lap.

"Heiji? Heiji, wake up." He shook him a bit, his clothes rubbing his own. Shinichi noticed suddenly that there was a steady stream of blood running on Heiji's chin. He quickly got some tissues and deduced how the drips of blood on the ground came about. Nosebleed. A major one, definitely. - but wait. How in the hell did this happen? You never were the one to get random nosebleeds, so that means i missed a major injury somewhere along. -Fuck.

That's also partially your fault, you quiet muttering bag of potatoes. How did you even get here? How long was this going on for?

"Heiji?" The detective tried again, stressed out from before. He started slightly patting Hattori's cheek to wake him up. It was a bit worrisome and the detective became more determined to make his friend conscious after a longer while. Just as he was ready to full on slap his friend awake to check his condition, he suddenly felt that the detective moved slightly towards his hand.

Shinichi's eyes went wide as Heiji followed his movement and burrowed his face in his clothes - Shaking himself awake after a slow second afterwards. His eyes opened slightly, looking dazedly towards one blue blur he hoped to be his friend. It covered most of his vision so of course he looked that way, even not knowing what it was.

"Hey...?" But the eyes closed again. Wasn't anything weird since it's late but you have to admit that the blood surrounding his pal suddenly losing consciousness made a lot of memories from the crime scenes come back. Was this a crime scene? It sure looks like one. Shinichi looked around but decided to try and understand a bit later. For now he looked at his still bloodied friend, trying to understand what the hell was up with all that first. At least he was awake for a bit, so it's not bad but now... What to do...what to do...

...i have an idea.

Taking one hand under Heiji's knees and the other under his head, Kudo stood up with Hattori in his hold. There would be no way to do that as Conan, he thought offhandedly. Time to call some good yellow car to pick them up and to check Hattori in the lab, since the thing became more complicated than his original plan. He pulled out his phone, replacing it's place in the pocket with the knife he found on the scene to check later. He texted out a message and started thinking about what he found;

was this the same knife i saw earlier today? it looks dirty but the blood on it isn't fresh. If it's location changed, does that mean someone was trying to use it again? Why was it used before? Maybe there will be some fingerprints or something, so i will bring it to check.

While waiting, Shinichi looked back at the house. No one broke in from the looks of it. If there was no blood on the ground it would basically look the same as the first time he saw it. The blood. Wait. Someone will have to clean that up. It's still not our property and whoever comes here would freak out. Maybe i will ask if Haibara has some ideas on how to clean 0.5 liters of blood from the floor. Surely she would know a way, right?

-Shinichi, you ready? Are you here? - Agasa walked slowly inside a house he was called in. It was a very eventful day with a lot of stuff to take care of and few breakthroughs to accomplish. Figures he would have to leave his house not getting sleep on top of that. Well, since it was important he couldn't deny, especially if it was for Kudo - who apparently needed his assistance (and car) as the last favor tonight.

The boy walked through the door, pleadingly looking at Agasa while carrying one of his detective friends in his hands. The old man's bushy eyebrows went up but he understood the situation and smiled after a bit. He opened the door to get his passengers from outside. "So", he prepared his car keys, "you needed some assistance in handling this sort of thing?" he closed the door behind them and followed the slightly tensed teenager.

" I admit that you told us he was in bad shape but i didn't expect this. Did he just faint on you or what? " Agasa asked as he was starting his car with a low noise.

" Can't say since it happened twice with the latest without me around. I swear i almost thought he was dead when i found him on the ground. The blood didn't make it look any less than a crime scene. Would you guess how the blood came about? "

"no, how?"

"Not only from his previous injuries that i bandaged but also by a nosebleed. I must have missed something major since he never gets them. I'm starting to wonder where my detective skills went - i'm serious - How could i miss the cause of that sort of thing? "

"Well, they happen for various reasons. Even if, for example, you knew he had a head injury, you wouldn't be able to help with that with mere bandages. They aren't as obvious as concussions too. And, besides, it looks like he was just weakened. " They turned right on the road, pretty close to the lab. Looks like i didn't need to make a decision after all huh?

"Ermm, i was hoping he would give me answers after i left him to rest a bit but i guess something happened when i was gone. I know it's a little late to be asking this, but can we stay here until tomorrow? " Shinichi shifted in his seat, getting a grip on the warm back of his friend and preparing to carry him outside.

Agasa parked his car, saying " I don't think one day is enough to persuade me into letting you both go. He may be targeted and since we got the antidote you may be as well. We need to figure everythin' out - so let's just plan stuff while we are already inside." He opened the door for Shinichi to get out safely, seeing as he had his hands full. "Should i help you with him? You are still getting used to the body after you just got it back so i think i can carry your friend if you aren't up for it." Agasa offered.

Shinichi took Heiji on his shoulders, nodding to the profesor to take the other side anyway.

Haibara was still analyzing some of the antidote not even caring about the hour. Agasa had left a while ago, to help Shinichi, she figured. From what she knew, Kudo's obnoxious friend somehow helped with getting the cure from some fresh BO members. It was obvious they had a new scientist if someone figured her poison if not her and it also appeared obvious that the goons needed to be some very green leaves if Heiji wasn't killed on the spot. It was a wonder, really. The organization was a cruel bunch, she experienced it first hand. She and Shinichi were lucky... in a way. Now it seems their friend was lucky as well. There was a few questions that needed to be asked this guy and that was her current plan, however there was no telling when they will see each other to properly talk.

She stood from the desk as she heard some footsteps, small part of her cautious. "Hey, you are stepping on me!" -Aaaand with that she knew exactly who was coming. Taking a few steps towards the noise to see both men going down towards her she announced: "Well who graced us with their presence again?"

As she got closer she suddenly noticed a boy carried by his shoulders down towards one of the rooms. She was quite surprised by another guest along her companions, eager to know the reason for the visit. He appeared hurt, just as Shinichi described him earlier. Well, their meeting will be coming faster than she expected.

"Let me guess, You didn't bandage him."

"I sure did, he just...!"

"He just fainted when he wasn't around. Shinichi just got dragged into our antidote checking for too long. Maybe."

"Oh, i see. Was he just so exhausted by running away from the crime scene or what?"

"You gotta chose your priorities next time, Kudo. Who knows what organization black could have done."

"WHAT?! It was totally you guys that made me stay!"

"A high-schooler ditching his friend, fu fu."

"But at least we will have plenty of time to question him without his permission to get him here in the first place, so..."

"Yeah, sure. So anyway, how bad is it? Was he concussed or did he just decide to sleep like a log since he was tortured all day? " Haibara asked while crossing her hands, getting closer to the bed occupied by one very lucky escapist.

"I took care of most of the cuts but he never mentioned getting straight up tortured to me. I like to think he was exhausted for other reasons but i guess i will need to ask him during questioning i plan to do. So far he didn't mention much beside the antidotes he grabbed for me." Haibara thought deeply again. Seems like the police wasn't involved, helping out a friend alone in it's stead. Who would just try to get antidotes or anything for that matter, from BO alone? How did anyone his age even track a slight trail to their base? She had a lot of questions, most of them unknowingly shared with Kudo who was taking off some of his bloodied clothes off.

"There was some clues though." Shinichi said coming over again towards his sleeping friend. "Lots of bruising on hands, probably handcuffs. A huge bruise on his shoulder and loose scattered cuts. The shoulder is concerning in one more way too - you should take a look."

Ai did, lifting the blanket and unrolling some bandages she was going to re-apply later. Small gasp escaped her as she recognized exactly the cause of the damage. There was a struggle. A struggle as he tried to get away from something being injected by a medium-sized needle. Was he drugged? Shinichi watched the thinking on Ai's face as she checked what he asked, confirming his own speculations. Since Hattori was unconscious, the only way to deduce more was to count on various knowledge Haibara can provide in the topic of what could have happened. He hoped she would share something important with him then but instead she put the blanket over the wound again, silent.

Shinichi stared at her, their gazes locking for a long while. Ai was stoic, as if some bad memory hardened her face again while Kudo's determined eyes wanted answers. He had a feeling she knew it. After a second though she seemed to smile knowingly, walking out of the room. "Let's just leave him to rest today. There is still some night to sleep through and i'm sure all of us could use some of that." She closed the door behind her, completely ignoring her own suggestion and sitting near the computer to browse various titles.

Shinichi was still in the room, sitting near a sleeping detective. Professor said he will take a look at him to check if everything was alright a few minutes before, leaving him alone. Kudo pulled out his 'phones', the one he used as Conan flashed with few messages with "Hey, where are you?" and a few calls. Now that Conan is technically gone, Kudo got his mind full of thinking what to do with the Mouri family. There was a plan to get Ran to see him, sure, but she wouldn't just forget Conan. Besides, showing himself was dangerous when they were probably furious someone stole their chemicals. Whatever they needed these for. On the other phone there was one message. He was surprised hen he saw the sender's name, 'Kazuha Toyama', glow on the screen. He opened it and saw a weird combination of numbers and letters that had only the first verse available to read.

'Kazuha Toyama'

Chat from 9:28 p.m.

Hey Kudo, Ran said that you could decipher this weird message i'm forwarding right now. I would have asked Heiji but Ran insisted to humoring you as well. Please tell me if you succeeded, i'm kinda curious who would send me such weird stuff. Ran sends kisses!

The stuff after that was a mess but it's not his first code. Cracking it was just a matter of time, although it didn't look important. Why would someone sent this to Kazuha?- Shinichi wondered. Welp, whatever. The whole day was getting to him, exhaustion making the warm bed seen appealing even more than normally. He knew that you can't fill in the missing report if three days haven't passed so even if Ran would search for Conan it wouldn't be a problem. He typed some 'My parents visited today so don't worry nii-chan' on his Conan phone and instead started to get up from Heiji's bed. He noticed alarmingly that he unconsciously didn't let go of his friend until now. How did this even happen? He took his arm away slowly but Heiji started to follow it in his sleep. Kudo's eyebrows shot through the ceiling, the boy stopping all of his movement abruptly. He tried repeating the process, the same outcome showing itself. He took in the whole situation again, trying to calm himself and yet being unable to.

Heiji was pale, the day surely being more dangerous than he expected it to be. Detective of the East wondered about all of the times this happened before. He remembers the day Heiji got shot trying to stop the suspect from killing himself - the passed out boy holding a front so no one worries too much. The day he just run into a burning building to save people, rescuing even Kudo afterwards. The few times he took bullets protecting others and helping with the investigation. The most similar situation to the current one being the memorable 'poisoned knife' incident when he tried to hide his condition for the sake of the case. Dumbass.

Kudo knew he did similar stuff to that a few times too but knowing that Heiji did the same or got himself hurt purely for his sake was making him feel horrible. It was a mix of anger and concern, something that Kudo experienced often in his field. It had some disadvantages, having a friend like Hattori. His person reminded him ... of the amulet he lent him one time on a case in Osaka - The metal piece stopped the knife from piercing his chest but the thing itself was damaged, not mentioned again. It sometimes made him wonder about how Hattori even knew the murderer will try to strike him that day and how he knew the thing may help him. Sure, he forgot to ask him in time because of how he fell asleep in the ambulance later from the general gunshot blood loss but it still was making him curious when he thought about it.

Suddenly there was a sound making his thoughts stop running so freely. Is looked like someone joined his friends outside. Shinichi carefully took his hand away, feeling a bit guilty when he saw some discomfort on Heiji's face. Quietly exiting the room he noticed a very familiar face and stopped in his tracks.

"Kid?"

"Hey Kudo. Looking better i see?" The disguised boy answered stopping his previous conversations with the two scientists. He smiled warmly, greeting the detective.

"I have some information about organization black. I hoped that you might explain some things to me, too. Now i know it's late but i really gotta hurry so how about we just get some coffee?"