Chapter 4

Note 1: Sorry it's a week late, I'll try to get the next chapter out ASAP to make it up to all of you amazing reviewers and fans.

Note 2: Japanese names used, including last names. If you're not sure who's who then Wikipedia the names, that's what I used as a reference when writing this chapter.

Note 3: Conan acts very OOC in this story

Note 4: Not mine, just having some fun.

"What happened honey," Naomi's mother asked gently.

"I just told you, weren't you listening?" Naomi asked pointedly. She had just told her parents the same story three times in a row. It was really getting annoying.

"Yes honey, but you didn't give us a lot of information."

"Oh dad," Naomi said sighing. "I was washing my hands when all of a sudden a boy came in. I remembered the talk you gave me about bad boys so I pushed him out a yelled as loud as I could. It took me a while to calm down enough to come outside, and by then the boy was gone, so I couldn't figure out who it was. I think he was in my grade though."

"Oh really, he was your age?" both parents asked sharply.

"Yeah, my teacher told me not to worry about it though. Does that mean they'll take care of it?"

"They probably will, but we'll go in and make sure this never happens again. Okay?"

"Yeah, thanks mom." Naomi replied as the phone ringed and answered.

"Oh hey Marry," Naomi replied happily, Marry was her best friend. She could trust her with anything, well everything except talking non-stopped. It was a good five minutes before Naomi was able to get a word in.

"No, I don't know who it was? Are you saying you do?"

"Yes I do."

"What? You do?"

"Well not personally, but I know some of the guys in our class know who he is. They said they'll teach him a lesson or two."

Naomi frowned; the guys in her class had a way of taking justice into their own hands. Normally she would encourage them to teach this kid a lesson, but her parents were going to take care of it, weren't they? But then again this kid did have it coming to him, and it's not like she could say anything to change their mind. "Great, he'll think twice before messing with me again," was her reply.

"Exactly, he won't be able to walk for a week." Marry said gleefully.

Meanwhile

"Wake up sleepy head." Ran said smiling. She hated to wake him up, he looked to cute sleeping, but it was getting late.

"What?" Conan asked puzzled as he woke up and discovered himself on the couch.

"You fell asleep earlier, its 7:30." Ran replied.

"What 7:30? That means I still have to do my homework." Conan said while yawning, the small boy was still clearly exhausted. "Wait, if I just took a long nap, why am I so tired?"

"You've been through a lot today. Now come over here and eat some dinner, then we can watch some soccer if your up for it. If not I'll record it and we can watch it tomorrow, I've already told both of our schools we won't be in tomorrow."

"You didn't have to do that Ran- neechan." Conan replied hastily despite looking very relieved. Ran frowned, why was he still acting like nothing was wrong?

"Yes I did Conan, now come over here and eat you dinner before it gets cold."

Conan smiled slightly as he walked over to the table and eat his dinner. He ate in silence for the first few minutes of the meal. Ran found this very concerning and decided to move closer to the boy.

"You okay?" She asked gently.

Conan didn't reply right away, which was just as good as shouting 'NO!' Ran decided to pick him up and put him on her lap.

Conan laughed gleefully like a very small child. Ran looked at him startled. Conan never laughed like that, if fact he rarely laughed at all. Since earlier today Conan was a different person. It was almost as if Conan was wearing a mask of fake happiness and it shattered into a million pieces exposing his true colors.

"Are you hungry Conan?"

"Yeah, just a little." Conan confessed.

"Well then eat up!" Ran replied trying to make eating as exciting as it possibly could be. Personally she was concerned about Conan's weight, when she was carrying him around earlier he felt lighter than usual. She decided to weight him after dinner to see if she was correct.

"This is good Ran-neechan, but I'm not hungry anymore." Conan told her.

"Well that's okay Conan, you can have more tomorrow." Ran smiled on the outside but on the inside she was concerned. Conan had just eaten next to nothing, but it seemed to be enough to fill him up.

"Hey Conan want to do me a favor?"

"Sure neechan."

Ran dragged out the scale from the bathroom. "Can you step on this for me?"

Conan did as he was instructed and looked at the spinning numbers. It finally came out to 32 pounds. Ran nearly fainted; Conan weighed 32 pounds with his clothes on after eating supper. That wasn't healthy; she knew that from some health classes she took in middle school. Ran sighed, as bad as today's events were they were actually a blessing in disguise. They exposed Conan as a lonely boy in dire need of help, and Ran could help him with that. If Conan just went on his merry way getting unhealthy skinny and pretending to be happy while actually suffering from depression until it was too late, well Ran didn't want to think about it.

Later that night

"That's the kid's house," a hushed voice said.

"Are your sure?" Another hushed voice replied doubtfully.

"Yeah, have I every lied to you?" the first voice asked offended.

"No it just that this seems weird. I mean look, the first floor is a business as well as the second one. Even he his family does live in an apartment adjacent to one of these businesses we risk egging the wrong one."

"You idiot that makes it better, if we do hit the wrong one they'll just think it's their competitors."

"Oh." The second voice said as if he had just heard the smartest thing in the world."

"Idiot," the first one replied shaking his head. "Live a little"

"Oh shut up," the second one said shortly picking up an egg and threw it. The first one did the same. A half hour later they ran off leaving three containers of eggs behind.

Note: Please do not egg houses, the reason I included it in this story is to vent some frustration after it was done to me. Trust me, it sucks. Anyway, please review.