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I am pretty sure this idea was originally to fulfill a challenge

But then something came up and I never wrote it

Aftereffect

Worriedly, Hattori knocked on the door of the room Ai said his fellow detective had locked himself in. Unfortunately she had been extremely evasive in terms of details. "Hey Kudo," he questioned. "Are you in there?"

Honestly, when the teen had made his plans to come to Tokyo he had been expecting good news. Ai had seemed so sure she had finally found the antidote. Unfortunately, that seemed less and less likely with every moment that passed.

In spite on his constant teasing, the Osakan was not unaware of the mental stress his friend was under. That Shinichi may someday tip over the edge was a real concern. "If you don't open this door I swear to God I'll break it down," he threatened. It wouldn't be the first time.

Finally the silence was broken. "Go away Hattori."

The teenager let loose a sigh of relief. At least now he knew the other wasn't lying in a pool of his own blood or something equally catastrophic. Even better, that had not been a child's voice, even if it didn't sound quite right.

"You're not Conan, so what's the problem," the teen demanded. "It's not like you've been turned into a girl or something." Hattori paused a moment to consider all the problems the apotoxin had caused over the years. "You haven't," he questioned worriedly. "Have you?"

"No!" the other practically shrieked.

"Then what's wrong?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

This was about the time the door mysteriously spilled open. Shinichi fell into Heiji, causing the two detectives to tumble several feet, landing at the feet of a white clad figure. Neither of them questioned how the thief had gotten there. When Kid was around, these things just happened.

"Tough luck." That was all the Kaitou Kid had to say on the matter. Kudo was going to talk whether he wanted to or not. "And what is with the hat?" It wasn't at all tantei-kun's style.He reached down with gloved fingers.

Shinichi tried to scramble away only to be thwarted as Hattori caught his arm. There was a moment of silence as the cap was ripped off.

"What the . . ."

The formerly shrunken detective lunged for the hat, only to be sent sprawling once again.

"And just what?" the thief asked with a tone of great displeasure. "Are those?"

Shinichi's only response the question was to hiss. The two triangular ears poking out of his head lying flat until they were almost invisible. "It's just a side effect," he muttered defensively. "Ai and the Professor are sure they can fix it.

"Oh no." Powerful arms yanked the detective off the ground and began dragging him towards the door. "No more science." The detective attracted enough trouble without looking like something from some perverts wet dream. It was time to talk to Akako.

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