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He somehow tricked them to leave. But in his condition, it's a bad idea to play dead. Kaito moved his unharmed arm towards the wall of the roof and struggled to grab a hold of it as he gasped for air.

Ba-dump Ba-dump

His heartbeat became unnaturally faster, gripping hold of the wall as he stood. Finally able to balance himself out, he went over and jumped from the building, into the back alleyways. His body fell from a very high building as it screamed at the pain, the pressure scratching and pushing it out of his lung.

Pak--

He landed on a dumpster full of junk, groaning. unable to calm down the torture, clutching at his chest, he felt as if the pain was in despair in being fed, pulling his lungs apart.

Ba-dump

His version reddened, scratching his neck for more air but seems so far to him. He never felt this much pain within him. Even the shot that made his arm go limp was even more painful than when he had been shot in Singapore.

"Gasp..."

His version blurred feeling himself slowly losing consciousness. No! He can't or he might...

...

Whoosh

Kaito moaned, blinking his eyes to adjust to the weak light near him. He raised his hands to rub against his eyes, yawning in tiredness. He was alive. Guess Lady Luck still hadn't forsaken him.

"Whew..."

Blankly gazing, he sat up in surprise seeing the gloomy weather and then remembering what happened. He rubbed against his chest not feeling the throbbing sensation he felt that he never thought he would feel since the near-death experiences he had with the witch, Akako.

"Hmmm..."

Achoo--

"I should get out of this rain and hide somewhere..."

The heavy rain was getting to him. He rubbed his head in frustration after examining his arm's wound and found it not as threatening as it was previously...

Wait...

He swiftly turned his head to realize the oversized suit on him. He stared at himself in shock unable to function at what had exactly happened to him. It's...

"Ugh! No way~!"

'This is bad... Really bad!'

He became smaller! A small palm was being examined by his flaming eyes then pouts in frustration. He didn't know exactly how old he is but he can take a guess based on what the calluses on his body tell him. Though something was bothering him.

'Eh... How am I supposed to continue being KID while I'm a kid..?'

At first, he thought of his fellow assistant and also considered his family, Konosuke Jii. He smirked at his way of thought and consider going through the act as a 'kid' while Jii stands in for a bit...

He chuckled then shook his head. He didn't want to have him overworked as he is still in need to take care of due to his old age...

'Ah... Should I inform Jii-chan about my current situation?'

He frowned slightly before declining. He didn't want him more involved than he already is. Feeling the absence of his monocle, he stared at the lonely look it gave him.

He heaved a sigh and placed it back, covering his left eye. Now thinking of his situation, an idea came to him. Maybe he should go to them who knows better what to do in this kind of problem.

"Shall I take off?"

He grinned, looking at one destination, glad he didn't need a ride to go there.

As usual, Conan sat on the couch in boredom. There hadn't been much cause like it used to be. He waved his legs back in forth, falling into deep thought.

He misses his old body where he can roam around without in need of permission. Oh, how he misses the past. And it's all because of the Black Organization!

Now that he is thinking about them, he needs to find more cases that are involved them...

"Conan-kun? Can you call Dad for breakfast?"

"Yes, Ran-neechan~!"

Guess he has to wake up that old man...

He groaned at the thought and walked up toward his room. But before he did, he suddenly heard a ringing from Mouri's Detective Agency phone.

'A phone call? Another case?'

His eyes gleamed at that thought. Even if he was mostly gets restricted from getting involved with a crime, the police have already gotten used to his involvement. Especially if there is Takagi.

"Hello?"

"Hello! Is this the detective agency?"

"Mhmm, this is Mouri's Detective Agency."

Conan gave his childlike tone to the receiver. After all, you can't have them know you are more than a child. He inwardly chuckled holding onto the phone.

...

Outside of the Agency

"Hah... Is this how he feels whenever he walks amongst the adults..?"

Kaito chuckled silently, staring at the now tall agency. But there was one problem. He wasn't in his normal state so he won't able to fly up or disguise himself as Kudo Shinichi like always.

So how is he going to get help from his chibi rival? Is there no chance but to go to Jii and have them meet with Agasa? Ah, there was that scary little scientist living with him...

"Hah... Hm?"

Something caught his eye then smirked.

"Bingo~"

...

And that's what leads him in calling the detective agency.

"Oh my! I'm so glad someone answered! My apologies but is this Edogawa Conan?"

'Ack! Seems like I need to flex my voice for now while being stuck in this body since I won't be able to use any older males' voices...'

He inwardly a sigh and shook his head in depression. A female voice and children are for now all he can mimic…

"Yes, who is this?"

He grinned mischievously, thinking of his way of making others share in shock or astonishment at his next line.

"Long time no see, Great Detective~"

"Kaitou KID?!"

Hearing the bewilderment in his voice, he let out a satisfied smile.

"T-there's no way..."

"Sorry to catch this short, but I would like to meet outside of the agency~"

Kaito playfully spoke listening to Conan's grumbles then closes the public line. Hopefully, he does get out from the agency to meet up with him. He had a hard time hiding from the rain and running here after it calmed down.

Looking at his drenched clothes, he felt annoyance climbing in his chest and grumbled. Thankfully after he was in his injured state, he didn't leave any blood drops and patched it up right away.

...

'Outside, huh?'

He frowned at the phone, recalling the conversation between him and the receiver. He was suspicious of the phantom thief under the moonlight. It's just his vocal tone is off.

At first, Conan thought of calling Ran for her karate moves to whoever decided to trick him outside of the agency. But then he dismissed and decided he had his gadgets to protect himself if the person wasn't Kaitou KID.

For now, he will just go out but before that...

"Hey... Uncle. Wake up. Ran-neechan told me to tell you to get up for breakfast..."

Kogoro grumbled under his breath, flipping his blanket, and covering his head, to the other side in annoyance. He heaved a sigh in defeat, seeing his nudges weren't working, and decided to leave it to Ran.

He finally wore his shoes before opening the door. He had already informed her that he would be out for a few minutes and then come back making her diverted but then let him go.

Clashes and arguing could be heard when he was shutting the door. He looked at the door with blank eyes then skipped down the stairs arriving outside of the agency.

He nervously looked around to find no one in the area. Before he could sigh in relief, he felt a hand on his should. He swiftly turned his head to find a child with oversized clothes, a monocle that didn't fit and keeps dangling, and a white top hat.

"Yo~"

Seeing the familiar grin, he couldn't help but gape at the unbelievable situation.

"KID?!"

"That's me!"

Kaito laughed, winking in his direction.

"Huh, wait... why..?"

"Haha... I was surprised as well..."

Conan blinked his eyes twice not able to have it sink in him. Kaitou KID as a kid?

'Wow, how ironic...'

"Hey, are you listening?"

"Uh, uh, yeah..."

Kaito stared at him with dead eyes not believing him. Conan placed his hand behind his head and nervously laughed.

'Oi, oi. What was I supposed to say seeing you in a similar situation as myself..?'