Minawa: Hey all of you, I'm so happy you like this story so I'll try to make it interesting!

I need to clear up, cuz many of you asked. The choker is of adult size, too big for a child but perfect for Shinichi's teenage form. In other words, sadly, the choker is not a magical rubber band. Oh and by the way, I hate this new "Edit Document"... it sucks!

Shinichi POV

I unlocked the door and stumbled into the dark hallway, exhausted. Meeting Ran had been great but it had been a long, long day. After the movie we'd run into a bank robbery and after that we had managed to accidently trip a killer, making it easier for the police to jump him. What doesn't a guy do to save the day, right?

I threw my shoes off and stumbled into the living room. I almost walked past the guy who sat in the couch, waiting for me with a cocky grin. I turned my head in surprise and a few silent, heavy moments passed.

He looked a few years older than me with a very dark brown hair and green eyes. His face was calm and confident as he wore dark jeans, a black shirt and a brown jacket. I felt like I had seen him before but couldn't place him right...

"Hi." The older man said and raised his hand in greeting. I glared at him.

"Who are you?" I said, showing the displeasure of finding a stranger in my house clearly in my voice. He smiled and stood up.

"Nice necklace." He simply said. My hand flew up to my neck despite my better knowing and checked. I still had my scarf on and realized there was no way he could see it. I frowned, knowing I'd made a fool of myself. His face showed it too; he already knew.

"I know who you are, detective Shinichi... or should I say Conan?" he said, flashing a kind smile and tilted his head slightly. I froze in my place and wasn't really sure what to do. Was he from the Black Organisation? Another detective or journalist? No matter, I was in deep trouble...

"Just who are you?" I asked once again, trying to keep calm. He walked out from behind the table and walked closer. I took a step back and got ready for fighting if I had to. The man noticed it and stopped a bit away.

"No need to get so serious, I won't harm you." He said, raising his hands. I squinted my eyes at him. He grinned and bowed dramatically.

"I am simply a lonesome thief looking for shelter, a nice meal..." he said and looked up at me from his bow. His eyes dug into mine.

"...and a body to warm my bed." He stood tall again as my cheeks burned slightly. He smiled.

"That, and the necklace you're wearing Mr. Tiny Detective" he said. I froze, telling myself it couldn't be...

"Kid?" I asked, not really believing myself. He nodded. I blinked.

"NO WAY! Get out of my house! No, I should arrest you on the spot!" I yelled out at him. I was hungry, tired, emaressed and in no mood for the magician. The person in questing still grinned.

"And you would risk having everybody know about your identity?" he asked and I realized he was right.

"I need to keep an eye on you... so I'm moving in." Kid said. I glanced up and down, taking in his appearance.

"This isn't how you really look then?" I asked, knowing I was probably right. He shrugged.

"Close enough..." he said but I figured I wouldn't get to know. Then I stopped for a second.

"Move in?" I asked. He grinned even wider, showing teeth.

"Yep!"

Monday mornings sucked, there was no changing that. Somehow, when sitting up in bed, I got the feeling something was way off... like as if this Monday was especially sucky. Then I remembered the "guest" I had two doors down in the guestroom. I sighed and fell back on my pillow. What had I gotten myself into?

10 minutes later I entered the kitchen and found Kid standing at the stove, making porridge. His handsome face shone up in a bright smile.

"Good morning, lovely!" he said and turned off the stove. On the table there were already two plates and jam. I frowned but sat down in silence, staring at the thief. Kid simply continued to pour porridge for the two of us, paying no mind to my piercing stares.

"I could just jump you and tear off whatever makeup you're wearing, you know?" I said, grabbing the milk. Kid raised on brow and looked playful.

"You wouldn't be able to overpower me even if you sincerely tried, handcuffs and all..." he said and winked. I narrowed my eyes and moved my suspicious looks to the porridge. Was it even safe to eat...

Kid chuckled and took a bite himself so I figured I might as well have some breakfast, preferable before I lost my mind.

"Stop following me." I said, refusing to glance over my shoulder. Kid lightly skipped behind me with a silly grin plastered on his face.

"I can't do that! I need to keep an eye on you..." Kid said with a fake upset voice. I stared at him.

"You mean this?" I pointed to my neck, more specifically, the necklace I covered with another turtleneck and the scarf. I could always claim to have gotten a cold...

Kid frowned.

"Can't I just spend time with my detective friend?" he said. I glared at him.

"Since when did we become friends? You broke into my house and now stalk me! I wouldn't call that a friend..." I said with an angry voice, turning away from him with a frown. A hand landed on my shoulder, almost making me jump. Kid grinned.

"Then what does that make me?" he asked sweetly. I shook him off.

"A psycho stalking thief?" I asked nonchalant and walked ahead. The "older" man chuckled and I rolled my eyes. This was going to be a long day...

To my surprise Kid didn't follow me into the school at all and I was left alone to deal with curious friends, worried teachers and lots of work to catch up to. Not that it was difficult or anything but it'd take a while. Earlier I'd had problems with doing "Shinichi's" homework as "Conan". Now though... well, I would have another few hours before I would have to turn back to a child. Then I would call Ran and ask her to pick me up from an abandoned warehouse of something like that. For dramatic effect. If Kid wanted the choker he'd have to wait for the key to be found. After that I honestly could care less.

I glanced over at Ran. She looked tired and grey, itchy almost. Poor girl was probably going mad with worry...

I sighed and tried to count the minutes until I'd turn back, for the first time actually wanting to be a child again...

I left the school after lunch, not really telling anyone. I needed proper clothes from the house...

I was in such deep thoughts I didn't even notice the thief sneaking up on me.

"Detective-chan! Let's go have some fun!" he yelled out and rustled my hair. I frowned at him, smacking his hand away.

"No way, like as if I have the time." I said and walked away.

"Aww..." Kid complained. I rolled my eyes.

"This will all be over soon, when I become Conan again everyone will try to get me out of this choker and you'll be able to steal it. Everybody's happy..." I explained. Kid stopped dead in his track. I glanced back, surprised.

"What?" I asked. Kid frowned.

"You will become Conan again? Now?" he asked. I blinked and nodded. I swear I could hear him click with his tongue and he looked away with a frown. I found his reaction strange but shrugged and continued towards the house.

I was in my room, clothes ready and my phone in my hand. Only a few minutes before the pill would stop working and I would return to being Conan. Kid stood in the doorframe, looking displeased. I glared at him.

"You're just gonna stand there?" I questioned but he simply shrugged. I shook my head and crawled under the blanket. Now I could just wait...

Minutes past in silence as we both waited. Suddenly I sat up, confused.

"Why haven't I turned yet?" I asked the air more than Kid. I looked at my phone and dialed Haibara's number.

"Yes? You are disturbing my nap time." She said. I sighed.

"It's been 24 hours and I haven't gone back to being Conan. What's going on?" I asked in a stressed voice. Haibara was silent for a long time but I felt her move on the other side of the line, rustling paper around.

"Haibara?" I asked.

"There might have been a mix up... I've been working on stronger pills but I might have confused them with the ones I've been giving you up until now." She said and I paled.

"Are you crazy?! I might die, remember the last time?" I yelled. Kid looked on with a worried expression. Haibara sighed.

"That was a different case, don't worry. The problem is that you can't take the medication too often but quantity isn't a problem. The pill works a longer time but I don't know for how long... a few days?" she said, adding the last part like a question. I sighed and felt my stomach drop.

"I wanted to let Ran know that I was safe... she is so worried." I said, getting silence on the other side again. Then Haibara chuckled.

"You still have your bowtie, right? You'll figure something out." She said and hung up. I stared at the phone surprised but then pressed the red button. Then I glared at Kid.

He smiled but looked surprised. I got out of the bed and walked up to him.

"We have some work to do." I said and pulled him along.

"Are you sure you feel alright? That thief, when I get my hands on him...!" Ran said on the phone. I laughed.

"You would surely give him a karate kick, Ran-oneechan. He'd go down like bam!" Conan's voice answered as I held the bowtie in front of my mouth. I grinned at Kid who sat a bit away.

"Still, does he feed you propertly?" She asked in a worried voice.

"Yes, he's been really nice. He only wants the necklace so it's fine. Tell Nakamori-keibu to hurry up with the search for the key, alright?" I said and Ran agreed.

Kid pushed out his hand, asking for the phone. I glared at him but sighed.

"Ran-oneechan, Kid wants to speak with you..." I said and gave him the phone. He cleared his voice and winked at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Ah, is this the boys sister? Good evening!" Kid said with his usual heist voice. Ran's yelling could be heard clearly even from my distance and I grinned at the thief who had to listen at it. Kid waited for a bit until Ran was done.

"Get the key and we'll have an exchange, my hostage for the necklace. Sounds fair? Tell Nakamori to get it done quickly." Kid said and hung up. I raised an eyebrow at him but he shrugged. Putting the phone on the table he grinned at me.

"Now, since you are my hostage... shouldn't I tie you up or something?" Kid asked. I was about to laugh at him but his face didn't tell me he was joking. A silent moment passed before I rushed up from the couch and out of the room, Kid right behind me.

"Aw, come on! I won't do anything..." he yelled after me as I ran past the kitchen. I glanced back, seeing him come around the corner.

"Like hell you won't! As if I can trust you, geezer!" I called back. I ran into the study and locked the door behind me. I went behind the couch and hid, waiting. Obviously he'd open the lock very easily...

True enough, Kid simply opened the door. He stepped in, eyeing the large room full of books and furniture. He took a few steps inside and continued where I had predicted he'd walk. As I saw his shadow I stood up and rushed to the door, gaining a few seconds in his confusion. I grinned.

"Too easy!" I called out as I ran upstairs. I got to the top of the stairs and was surprised that Kid wasn't right behind me. I continued to my own room and locked the door. Pleased with my escape I relaxed... a mistake on my part.

Two large hands grabbed my chest from behind and wrestled me to the ground. I yelled out in surprise and was easily overpowered by the thief. Kid then proceeded to tickle me until tears were streaming down my cheeks.

"I yield! I yield!" I yelled, pleased that Kid finally stopped, allowing me to breath. Only then did I notice that Kid was sitting on top of me, staring at my face. His eyes looked thoughtful, making his adult face look even more mature. I swallowed.

"Get off." I said calmly. Kid placed his hands on the side of my head and leaned in closer.

"No." he simply said. I frowned, considering struggling to get up.

"You've had your fun, enough now." I said and tried sitting up. His hands moved to my shoulders and pressed them down before one of his hands grabbed my neck. I froze in panic but realized he wasn't trying to strangle me. Instead his hand removed the fabric of the turtleneck and eyed the necklace. I swallowed again as he moved closer and placed his face at my neck. His lips graced my neck and throat, sending shivers down my spine. I could hear his teeth lightly bite down on the metal of the choker before his tongue traced my jaw line. I gasped for air as his mouth moved to my ear.

"Caught in such beauty... just how I like it..." he whispered before leaving my ear, sitting up. Just as suddenly as he'd gone down on my neck he got up and walked out of the room. All I could do was lie down for a bit longer, processing what the hell had just happened...