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The Detective Conan universe belongs to Gosho Aoyama.
My characters belong to me. This is a really long chapter and I'm working on ideas for the next chapter so please be patient.
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Chapter 5
"Shimatte!", I curse. I lost Shinichi and Ran. Who could have known that the police would interview every person after the high school detective solved the crime to get their point of view of it. Ran and Shinichi where the first to finish Shortly after them Gin and Vodka, who surprisingly stayed… Anyway, let's just say that I lost all four of them.
"Shimatte!", I curse again under my breath while I run through the crowd to find them.
"It's now evening and the sun is setting, which means Shinichi will soon be Conan or already is Conan. Then he will wake up in the middle of the night when the park is probably closed", I think while running.
"I might be able to find him before the police does… It would be easier for me because explaining why the kid that I want to get was found knocked out without an adult around… Let's just say I might not be allowed to take him… No, I need to find him first!"
While I keep my monolog going, I don't look where I'm running and collide with something… or more someone. We both fall down.
"Ow…", I rub my back and look up to find Ran across from me. She looks like she is crying.
"Oh, I'm so sorry! Are you alright?", I ask while getting on my feet.
"I'm okay. Don't worry… I wasn't looking where I was going", she says.
I smile: "Neither did I. Are you sure you are alright? You're crying…"
"Yes I am", she replies while taking my offered hand.
"Thank you."
"No problem. It was my fault you fell in the first place", I say with a sheepish smile. "Wait, weren't you with that high school detective earlier? Er… what is his name again?"
She wipes away her tears: "Shinichi, Kudou Shinichi… You've been there too. I saw you. You're not from here, are you?"
I answer with a sigh: "Yes, I just moved here. Is that so obvious?"
"Oh no!", she quickly replies. "It's just… well Shinichi is known here and since you didn't know his name I thought that you're not from here. It was just a guess…"
"Well then, you guessed right! I'm from America. My name is Satomi by the way. Okiya Satomi."
"I'm Mori Ran, nice to meet you Satomi-san! Wow, America… but your Japanese is flawless!", she marvels.
"My father was Japanese. He taught my brother and me… Actually he just spoke Japanese with us… Anyway, where is that boyfriend of yours?"
"B, boyfriend?!", she cries flustered.
I look at her innocently: "Kudou-san… Oh I'm sorry, I thought you are…"
She interrupts me loudly and I feel stranger's eyes on us: "NO, WE'RE NOT!"
"Oh, okay…", I say trying not to sound disappointed. "… So, where is he?"
She sticks a defiant pose: "Why?"
"I need his help finding someone…", I feel slightly guilty lying to her but then again I really am looking for someone…
Ran rubs the back of her head: "Oh… well he ran off to somewhere behind there…"
"Thank you Ran-san. Bye!", I interrupt her and begin to walk in the direction she points.
"Oh, Okiya-san? Could you tell him to call me?", she asks.
I turn to her, now walking backwards: "Sure! And Satomi is fine. See ya!"
I run off before she could say something else.
Okay… I'm where I want to be. Now I just need to wait for Gin and Vodka to leave. I decide not to be there when they give Shinichi the drug. The risk to be discovered is too big and I wouldn't want to end up like Shinichi.
After a few minutes I see them. Gin and Vodka leave in such a hurry that it is a wonder that nobody notice them. Even though they left, I wait a minute till I go fetch Shinichi.
There he is, on the ground already shrunk and unconscious. I kneel beside him and think about how to move him and not look weird doing it.
"Well… first I should fix your clothes", I talk to him even if he can't hear me.
While fixing his clothes I keep talking to him: "You know, you should be grateful that I'm helping you. I mean, I'm risking my life here to help you. No one would do that besides crazy me, who knows far too much about them! … So… all fixed up and now you don't look half bad!"
Then I examine his head: "You are lucky I also packed bandages this morning."
I take them out and bandage his head.
"Done! I still need to clean it after we get to your place though. And now I'm going to carry you."
No sooner said than done and we are off.
We get out quite easy. Only one observant policewoman asks if we are alright. I explain that my 'little brother' tripped and hit his head but we already got it looked at. She believes me, wishes me a good evening and good health for my 'brother'! I thank her and go to my motorcycle.
Time skip: at the Kudou-Villa
I somehow got both of us save to his place, even if it was raining and the rode is slippery.
"Here we are… I just hope you have a key with you", I say while looking at the shrunk teenager. I begin to look though his pockets and find the key.
"Can I help you miss?", asks a voice behind me. I flinch and turn around. I was so in thought that I didn't hear the professor approach. Typical rookie mistake, that shouldn't happen.
I relax a little. "Er… maybe…", I say just to not let my thoughts show which are: "Shoot! I didn't think that we would meet like this! What to say? What to do?! … Ah!"
"Well, you see, it is a long story and I really don't want to get more wet than I already am. We should get inside before I'll tell you."
Professor Agasa thinks a moment and answers: "That makes sense… But I don't think Shinichi is home at the moment…"
"No worries", I smile and show him the key. "I have the key. He… gave it to me. I'm going to explain it inside."
He smiles unsure: "Ah…"
Then he follows me inside.
Time skip: Shinichi's room
I clean Shinichi's wound, let professor Agasa change him in a clean t-shirt which is more like a nightgown on him and put him in his bed. Agasa and me are now sitting beside Shinichi's bed. I already told him what happened, mindful about what I really saw and not know. Which means I told him I saw Shinichi follow two black men, who then left and since I didn't saw Shinichi come back I decided to look for him. Instead I found this kid in Shinichi's clothes.
"So, what you are saying is, that this kid is Shinichi-kun who was somehow shrunk by two black men?", Agasa summarizes.
"Yes, I know this sounds really crazy but I know who those men are. They are from a dangerous organisation, who kill and do other illegal stuff. And I also heard that they created a drug that was supposed to kill without a trace. I think that they used it on him but it went wrong. He actually got lucky", I tell him.
He looks at me indifferently: "I'm really sorry but I can't believe you… this is all just too… too…"
"Too strange, too weird, too surreal? Yes. Yes, it is and I don't blame you for not believing me. 'Didn't think you would", I interrupt him. "But I have a suggestion: You think of a test, question, whatever that only Shinichi can solve and then ask the boy. If he knows the correct answer, you know he is Shinichi and I didn't lie to you. If you still doubt me then you only need to ask Shinichi, if it is him, about what happened. Deal?"
The professor thinks for a moment and his face brightens up: "That is a good idea. Deal! But what should I ask him?"
I shrug: "I don't know. That is something you need to think of yourself…" Looking back at the unconscious, now kid teenager, I sigh and stand up: "Anyway, I don't think he is going to wake up anytime soon." I turn to the professor: "Do you know where the kitchen is? I'm thirsty."
"I'm going to show you."
Time skip: Shinichi's room
I'm sitting next to Shinichi again with tea and a book. A mystery novel of course. Sherlock Holmes actually.
I look up from it when Shinichi groans.
"Professor! He is awake!", I jell to the professor, who isn't in the room to be alone to try to come up with a question.
"W-where am I?", Shinichi asks dazed.
I smile and look at him: "At your home. I brought you here after I found you passed out."
He sits up and looks at me confused: "I passed out?"
I frown: "Yes. Don't you remember?"
Rubbing his head, he tries to remember what happened. He frowns: "So the drug didn't work…"
"Well… not like it should have…", I look away from him.
The kid tilts his head: "What do you mean?"
I rub my neck: "I think you should take a look for yourself. You wouldn't believe me if I told you…" With that I stand up and turn to leave.
"Where are you going?"
"I'll get the professor…", I look over my shoulder. "And you should take a look at yourself in a mirror."
In the door I turn to him again: "By the way, I didn't change your clothes", I wink and am out of the door to find the old man. I'm pretty sure that I know where he is. The library. Bingo!
"Professor, he is awake", I startle him out of his thoughts.
"Ah good! I just found out what to ask him! Where is he?", he smiles.
"Wait a moment", I answer and close my eyes. I hold up a hand: "Three, two, one…"
There is a scream and Shinichi runs in, in a panic: "What the hell happened! I shrunk!"
"There he is", I gesture towards him.
As Shinichi sees Agasa, he jumps to him: "Professor Agasa! Can you do something to change me back to normal?!"
Agasa takes a step back: "Well… first I really need to be sure that you are indeed Shinichi like…" He looks at me: "Oh, er… what was your name again?"
I sweat drop: "Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Satomi, Okiya Satomi." I bow.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Agasa Hiroshi." Instead of saying anything I just nod.
Agasa clears his throat: "Well, where were we? Ah…", he turns to Shinichi. "I have a few questions for you to make sure that you are Shinichi-kun."
Shinichi, who is for some reason not happy screams at the professor: "Agasa Hiroshi, age 52! You live next to me, you're an inventor of odd gadgets. You say that you're a genius but everything you make is utter crap! And on top of that you have a hair sticking out of the mole on your butt!"
"Gross!", I turn away and mumble under my breath.
Professor Agasa is taken back and then gets mad: "On, on my… only Shinichi's supposed to know that… That Shinichi… if he's been telling everyone all my secrets…"
I sit on the table and drink my tea, watching the ordeal amused.
"I didn't hear that from Shinichi, I am Shinichi! I was forced to take some strange drug, and now I've shrunk!"
The professor blinks: "Shrunk by a drug…?"
Shinichi nods and I sip my tea.
Agasa huffs: "Hmph! If there is such a drug, I'd sure like to see it! Come here suspicious kid! I'm taking you to the police!"
The old man takes Shinichi and begins to walk away. Meanwhile I stay silent sipping my tea: "Seems like they forgot about me… And everything I said…"
Shinichi stops: "Okay then how about this?! Professor! You just came home from the restaurant 'Colombo'! And you were in a hurry!"
The professor turns to him surprised: "H-how did you know that?!"
"From your clothes, professor. There are signs of being wet on the front but none on the back! Proof that you were running home in the rain. Also, there's mud on your pants. The only road you could have gotten muddy from in this area is the construction area in front of the Colombo! On top of that, you have the special meat sauce from the Colombo suck on your moustache", he explains.
Professor Agasa wipes away the sauce looking astonished: "Y-you…" Then he abruptly turns to me: "Why didn't you tell me!"
I just shrug and continue with my tea. Agasa stares for a moment but then turns back to Shinichi. Shinichi looks at him and grins: "Tsk, tsk, tsk… it's elementary, Agasa-kun."
"Shin-Shinichi", Agasa blinks. "Wait, are you really Shinichi-kun?"
He looks back to me for reinsurance.
Again I shrug: "Told you."
"Isn't that what I've been telling you? I was shrunk by a drug…", Shinichi tells him again.
The professor shakes his head: "I can't believe this yet…"
I look at the pale professor: "I think you should take a seat, professor and you… kid", I turn to Shinichi and smirk, "should get some clothes."
He scowls at me but turns around to get changed.
Time skip: still in the library, tea now empty... sadly
Shinichi is now properly dressed and tells the professor what happened.
"G-gun smuggling?!", the professor yells.
"Yeah… And there was a guy blackmailing him too", the kid answers.
"And they gave you the medicine to keep your mouth shut…", Agasa repeats. "Hmm… so the unfinished drug shrunk your body…"
Shinichi looks at him pleading: "Please professor! You're a genius, right? Make a drug that with turn me back to normal!"
Since I am bored doing nothing I interject: "He can't." They turn to me. "The professor doesn't know what it is made of and the only possible way to find out is through a blood sample or get the drug."
The professor sweat drops: "Better get the drug. I'm an inventor not a doctor."
I nod: "Yeah, that would be better. I mean we don't even know if it even left something in his blood… since the drug is supposed to be without a trace. Which means it would be a total waste of time."
"How do you know all that?", Shinichi asks suspicious of me.
"Because I know the organisation behind those two. And someone from inside told me of this new drug… That was actually the reason why I was in Tropical Land. But because of the police interview I lost Gin and Vodka, the men who shrunk you", I answer him seriously. Sighing I shake my head: "Anyway, I was there to get the drug to give it to someone who can make an antidote."
"What do you know about those two men, Gin and Vodka?", asks Shinichi in thoughts.
"Well not much actually… About Vodka nearly nothing. He helps his brother Gin and can be really stupid at times. He was the one with the sunglasses. About Gin on the other hand I know a little more. He is a key member of the organisation and is basically their hitman, since he is the one who takes care of traitors and other… obstacles. And other than his brother he is extremely clever and cunning. His signature look is his really long, blond hair, in which he appears to take pride in", I explain with a far of look on my face and no emotions what so ever. "Either way they are really dangerous and hard to track, which is not good for us…"
"Us?", the kid asks.
"Yes, us. I'm not going to leave you alone in this", I smirk. "After all you need someone to protect you, little one."
"I'm not little!", he yells at me and I laugh.
"I'm curious… How do you even know so much about them?", the professor asks and I instantly stop laughing. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. Both of their eyes are on me.
"They… they killed my family", I answer quietly.
The professor gasps: "I'm sorry…"
But I interrupt him, tear forming in my eyes: "Don't be… you didn't do anything wrong."
The tears begin to fall and I don't even know why. But they are real. Even if I don't remember my family here yet, I know that what I said is the truth. I can feel it… And it is absolutely overwhelming.
"Excuse me…", I stand up and just want to leave, to be alone for a few moments.
As I pass Shinichi he says: "The bathroom is down the hall… Just so you know…"
I slightly smile: "Thank you." And I am off to the bathroom trying to calm down and sort my thoughts.
Time skip: hall
I leave the bathroom. It took me a while to calm down because after I got here I completely broke down. I look at my watch: 8 pm.
"If I'm correct the professor should have told Shinichi about the dangers of telling anyone about this and now Ran should be here as well", I think while arriving in front of the library. And I'm right, Ran is here. I decide to stay outside and listen for a while. Just until Shinichi introduces himself as Conan.
"Who's over there?", I hear Ran asking. And now she finds Shinichi I imagine in my head.
"Aww… Don't be shy… C'mon! Come over here!", now she is turning him around. "This, this kid…" I hear Shinichi laugh awkwardly.
"Is cute!", cries Ran. "Who is this kid?"
"Oh, er, a distant relative of mine…", I hear the professor's answer.
Ran turns back to the kid: "How old are you?"
"Sixte… I mean six!"
"Are you a first grader?"
"Y-yeah…"
"What's your name?"
"My name is Shin… No, I mean…"
"Hm?"
"Uh… Conan! M-my name is Edogawa Conan."
"Conan…? That's a weird name…"
"My father is a Conan Doyle fan so he named me after him…", 'Conan' explains.
"Conan, huh… Well, where is Shinichi?", asks Ran and I take this as my clue to appear.
"He was here earlier, but he had to do something and left…"
"Satomi!", Ran is surprised to see me.
Both men/boys are confused. "You know each other?", the professor asks.
"We met in Tropical Land today", I tell them.
"Did you find who you were looking for?", Ran asks me.
"More or less…", I answer.
"What happened?", she looks concerned.
I sigh and look at Shinichi, now Conan: "Well, you see… After I left you and found Kudou-kun I got a call from the hospital. My relatives were in a car crash and I was asked to look after their son Conan… but I live alone and have enough to do with taking care of myself. So we went here to oji-san Agasa…"
I give the professor a look for him to go on. He understands and then seems to have an idea: "… Oh, Ran-kun! Would you mind taking care of Conan at your place for a little while?"
"Eh?", Ran is confused.
"Well, Satomi-chan already told you what happened and she came here to ask me if I could take him, but I also live alone and I don't know the slightest thing about taking care of a child…", Agasa explains.
"And so do I. I also would have to leave him alone sometimes since I also work besides school… You would really help us Ran-san", I interject.
"Well, okay but I'll have to ask otou-san…", Ran agrees.
Time skip: in front of the house
Shinichi debated with us for a few minutes but then realizes why it would be better to stay with Ran. And now he is going with her waving at us like a little kid: "Oji-chan, bye bye, onee-chan!"
"Bye", the professor waves back.
"Bye Conan-kun! And please behave for Ran-san! Bye Ran-san!", I wish goodbye.
"I will!", and they are gone.
The professor sighs: "You'll have to do the rest, Shin… no, Conan-kun…"
I look at him: "Well, we could help him a little."
Agasa looks at me questioning.
"He will soon realize that he can't do stuff like he used to. People won't take him serious and he isn't strong enough to take out criminals", I explain.
In his eyes I see realization and concern: "You're right! But what can we do?!"
"You are an inventor. Invent something that will help him."
"Ah! I can do that! That's what I'm going to do next!", he seems happy that someone could need his inventions.
I smile at his enthusiasm: "Do that. I'm going home… By the way, here is my number."
I give him a piece of paper and turn to leave: "Bye, oji-san."
"Bye, Satomi-chan."
I smile at him and drive back home.
