Alternate Universe:
Terrible Twos
Part 5
"Conan-kun! Marti-kun! Rise and shine!" Ran sang, bursting into the room with a large smile.
Kaito sat up, his eyes filled with sleep as he stared at the strange teenage girl in his room. Wait…not his room. Their room. Ah, right, Ran Mouri.
Conan frowned and flipped the blanket over his head. He hated early mornings. Especially being woke up in a loud manner on an early morning.
"Don't go back to sleep, Conan-kun!" Ran cheered, grabbing the comforter and ripping it away from the child who curled up pathetically, attempting to keep his earlier warmth. "We have an entire bright and beautiful day ahead of us!"
A clap of thunder from outside interrupted her speech. Kaito blinked and wandered over to the window, peering out the red curtains at the rain. Turning back to Ran, the teen's smile dropped.
"Oh," she whispered.
Shinichi frowned. He didn't like seeing Ran down after having been so happy just moments before. Luckily though, she wasn't someone to be down in the dumps for long. Grinning, she placed her hands on her hips.
"How about we go to the aquarium instead?"
Kaito paled and Shinichi went wide eyed.
"I want to go the museum!" Shinichi hollered, quickly thinking of somewhere other than the aquarium they could go. The thief relaxed just slightly as the teen hummed.
"Alright, that sounds fun too," she nodded, "history museum or art?"
"How about history?" Kaito suggested, knowing Shinichi liked history quite well. He owed the detective for helping him out.
"Alright then," the girl smiled, "hurry and come down for breakfast. We will leave as soon as you are finished eating."
Shutting the door behind her as she literally skipped out of the room, the two boys sighed in relief.
"Thanks," Kaito whispered.
Shinichi gave him a weak smile.
"No problem."
Conan chose a pair of jeans, a white t-shirt, and a red hoodie. He hesitated only for a second on wearing his soccer belt, but decided should anything happen, he was better to be safe than sorry.
Kaito chose a pair of black pants, a dark navy blue button up and a black jacket. Slipping his phone into his pocket, he started behind Conan down the stairs, wondering what was being cooked in the kitchen.
"I know Conan-kun likes meat, so I hope you don't mind Marti-kun, but I made him a sausage, egg, and cheese muffin."
Kaito shrugged. He knew others liked meat, so it didn't bother him too much. Besides, it was mostly fish he couldn't stand.
"That's fine, as long as you didn't make the same for me."
Ran shook her head.
"Nope. Egg and cheese muffin instead. Sound okay?"
Kaito shot her a radiant smile.
"Thank you, Ran-onee-chan."
Ran just grinned back as she took a seat across from the two boys. About that time, Kogoro Mouri walked in and sat down in his usual place, a mug of coffee in his hands. Shinichi eyed the delicious morning brew of the gods, but he knew he wouldn't be allowed any, so he didn't even ask.
Kaito noticed his look and debated on how best to go about stealing a cup for the detective as Ran got up to grab her father a muffin.
Several moments later and a stolen cup of coffee downed in an innocent manner by Shinichi. The two were ready to start their day.
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Kaito couldn't quite get over holding hands with any girl aside from Aoko. It helped that Ran Mouri looked so much like his childhood best friend and crush, but it wasn't her and he felt uncomfortable. Shinichi on the other hand loved holding Ran's hand and he quite enjoyed spending time with her. The fact she seemed quite cheerful today made him even happier.
The rain had slowly ebbed to a drizzle, but the puddles around them were hazardous to their shoes and pant legs. More than once, the three had found themselves standing rather deep in one of the sidewalks Grand Canyon potholes. It made their progress that much slower, considering they had to keep stopping to clean the mud off before it dried completely onto their clothes like wet concrete.
Finally the three arrived before the Beika museum of history.
"Welcome," a tall woman greeted them, her name tag reading very clearly the name 'Shira'. "Please enjoy your visit."
Ran thanked her, taking the offered pamphlet of the museums attractions as the three stepped to the side to allow others to pass as they looked the map over.
"Alright, on the first floor we have the Japanese empire, Japanese government, Samurai era, historical clans, and the Japanese religions throughout history. The second floor has the hall of heroes, war room, Japanese mythology, world wars memorial, Olympics, and the new United Nations attraction. The third floor has a bunch of kid's games and a small cafeteria. Anything sound good?"
"I want to see the samurai," Kaito cheered. To him, it honestly sounded the most interesting. Well it and the mythology one.
"Perhaps the war room and world wars memorial, and maybe the UN attraction?" Shinichi suggested.
He enjoyed reading about the different battles in Japanese history.
Ran smiled.
"Alright, let's go to the samurai area first, since it's on the first floor."
Kaito raced ahead of them, studying the different swords like a little kid might do when overly excited. Ran smiled, watching him. Shinichi also watched him, but for an entirely different reason. There were plenty of very nice and expensive jewels on those swords. He wondered if the thief was planning to steal one.
"You like swords?" Ran asked Kaito, coming up beside him.
Kuroba nodded. He honestly did like swords and yeah, he was studying the jewels, but he knew none of them would be Pandora, so it wasn't for the reason Shinichi was thinking it might be. After a year of being Kid though, he had learned a lot about jewels and he knew a fake when he saw it. This sword, while very nice, wasn't genuine. No doubt the real one was under lock and key in the vault. No one but an expert in jewels though, would be able to see the difference.
Several minutes later, the three were upstairs on the second floor, studying the war room. Shinichi was captivated by the history. He never just had time to come to a museum and read like this. He was somewhat grateful he was given this opportunity, though he would have given it up in a heartbeat for the sake of being his old self again.
Kaito just leaned against the wall, staring off into space as Ran chatted on her cell phone, apparently to Sonoko, the niece of Jirokichi Suzuki. He shivered at the very thought of that Kid obsessed girl. He couldn't imagine what might happen if she ever actually met Kid face to face and he really didn't care to ever find out.
A scream and the sound of something shattering downstairs startled them, causing everyone to freeze and turn towards the stairs. Shinichi frowned, his eyes narrowing. Kaito felt himself stiffen as he heard the sound of heavy footsteps running up the stairs.
Sure enough, two men dressed in black with ski masks stepped onto the floor, large guns pointing at the visitors as they peered around the room at the different attractions.
"Everyone get downstairs, now!" one yelled, raising his gun and swinging it around in a threatening manner. The other stayed silent.
Kaito figured the one shouting wasn't the boss, but most likely more authoritative then the standoffish one who seemed nervous. Maybe he could work with that?
Slipping unseen behind a case, he moved stealthily like the thief he was behind the two. As the front one screamed and walked through the room, the other stayed still, watching and waiting as he was most likely ordered to do.
Making his voice like that of his older self, he grabbed his card gun out of practically thin air and waited on the edge of the stair case until the second gunman had stepped just perfectly in front him, making the thief's positon straight behind him with perfect reach to his head.
Narrowing his eyes, his tone cold as ice, he pressed the card gun to the man's head.
"Drop the gun," he demanded, pressing a bit harder.
The quivering gunman dropped the rifle and raised his hands shakily in the air. Everyone was too focused on the shouting gunman to notice the scene going on in the background. Everyone that is, except Shinichi. The detective had to admit, he was impressed with how efficiently the thief had handled the second gunman, but now, it was time to take of the loud mouth. First though, they needed everyone else downstairs or at least… preoccupied.
Shooting a glance at Kaito, the thief nodded, understanding the situation. His card gun still firmly pressed to the frozen gunman, he grabbed a smoke bomb and held it up. Shinichi smirked. Kaito grinned. The two moved as soon as the thief released it.
Mere seconds was all it took for the room to fill to the brink with smoke and luckily, he had thrown it far enough away, none had escaped down the stairs. Kid had also designed the bombs himself, so he knew they wouldn't trigger the sprinklers either.
Shinichi didn't waste any time. As soon as he knew everyone was blinded, he released his soccer ball from his belt he had grabbed before leaving the house and launched it in the direction of the first shooter who was now shouting in anger, though luckily not shooting blind. A thud told Shinichi his shot had hit its mark and as the smoke cleared, he was relieved to see it had truly been the shooter he had hit and not a civilian.
Hurrying to grab his ball and hide the evidence of what transpired, he made his way over to the thief who had knocked the second gunman out with the butt of his card gun.
"It may not be a real gun," the thief chuckled, "but it does pack a punch."
Shinichi grinned, high fiving the other.
"Nice teamwork," he replied, smiling.
The thief snickered.
"Not too bad yourself, Meitantei."
"Conan! Marti!" came the worried voice of Ran who coughed weakly, an unfortunate side effect of the smoke.
"Here!" the two shouted in unison.
Ran hurried towards their voices, a relieved expression on her face.
"Are you two okay?" she asked them, gazing curiously as the unconscious gunman beside their feet.
"Yes," Shinichi replied.
"We are okay," Kaito confirmed.
She smiled, pulling the two into a tight hug.
"I'm so glad."
The two hugged her back.
"I hate to break up this touching family reunion, but will someone please TELL ME WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!"
Kaito jumped, startled. The familiar tone of Ginzo Nakamori surprising him.
He was in Beika, so why was Nakamori-keibu here?! He wondered to himself, suddenly worried.
Shinichi frowned, pondering the same thing.
"Inspector," Ran greeted, "I'm Ran Mouri."
Ginzo eyed her.
"Ah yes, Mouri's daughter. I remember. You always did look like Aoko."
Kaito felt his heart seize at the name. He really missed her.
Nakamori turned his attention to them, his eyes narrowing.
"You look familiar," he whispered, eyeing Kaito, "have we met before?"
Shinichi noticed Kaito's sudden discomfort and stepped up beside the thief, throwing an arm across his shoulders.
"We just came from America, mister," he smiled childishly, "this is my brother. I'm Conan and this is…"
"Yeah whatever. Now would someone please explain what is going on," the inspector demanded, interrupting them.
Kaito relaxed and Shinichi huffed in relief.
However both flinched when another familiar voice spoke up.
"Inspector, we are going to be late to the meeting."
Kaiot stared in horror at the face of his British classmate, Saguru Hakuba.
"We should wrap this up." The teen stated, his expression serious, "Obviously these inept gunmen were taken down by their intended victims. Now, can we go? I don't want to have to explain to Inspector Megure why we missed the meeting, again, for the third time in a row."
"Cheeky brat," Nakamori grumbled, starting back down the stairs past the crowding staff, onlookers, and arriving police.
Hakuba sighed, his gaze landing on the two children. The blondes stare was penetrating, but he said nothing to them before he suddenly turned with a dramatic flair and made his way back down the stairs.
Kaito could only let out a relieved breath he hadn't even realized he had been holding. Shinichi glanced his way but didn't say a word as Ran explained to the police about the smoke and the gunmen being unconscious upon dispersal.
As soon as they were free to leave, the teen rushed them out the door.
"I think we have had enough excitement for one night," she smiled, the expression a bit forced, "what do you say we go home and pig out on popcorn while we watch a movie?"
Shinichi smiled sympathetically. He could tell the events of today scared her.
"That sounds good, Ran-onee-chan."
The girl smiled, her hand tightening protectively around their smaller ones.
Kaito was silent, his thoughts on Nakamori and Hakuba. Had the blonde recognized him? Nah, he doubted it. Most likely he had just noticed a resemblance but thought nothing of it. After all, Kaito and Shinichi were practically twins in appearance. He probably just considered it a coincidence and moved on. Knowing that annoying brit, he was probably more preoccupied with keeping Nakamori in order and wondering when Kid might strike again.
Kaito couldn't stop the small smile that flickered across his face.
He never realized how much he enjoyed messing with those two until now. Now, when he couldn't do anything but hope they don't look at him too closely. Pray, that for once, their nosiness won't put them in the assassin's path. Plead, that they continue to think he is in France.
Only then, would he know that they were safe from harm.
Of course, it was never that easy. Ever.
"Excuse me," a voice interrupted their brisk walk home.
The three of us looked up at the unfamiliar teen.
"I'm looking for Shinichi Kudo."
Ran frowned.
"And you are?"
The teen smiled.
"Heiji Hattori, the detective of the west, at your service."
Yeah, thought Kaito, things were never that easy.
The Osakan teen smirked his way and Shinichi felt a frown slide firmly into place.
Just who was this dark skinned stranger and what did he want with Shinichi Kudo?
AUTHORS NOTE:
I couldn't resist adding another chapter tonight XD
Hope you enjoyed and look forward to the next one!
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