Thank Aoyama Gosho-sama for providing us with the following characters.

To Keep A Secret-6

"Well, what should I do? It's been on my mind for a while, now Kudo-kun. I don't know what to do…" Toyama Kazuha said into her phone as she finished the story of her second meeting with Kaitou KID.

On the other side of the line, hiding in the Toyama's restroom, Conan growled to himself. It's one thing to get away, it's another to taunt me…

"Kudo-kun?" Kazuha said, worried, "What do you think I should do?"

"Well…" the detective was stumped. "H-have you ever tried admitting your secret?"

"What?!" Kazuha blushed fervently. "Who…why…Wh-what makes you think I have a secret, Kudo-kun?" She laughed nervously.

"Well, then, Toyama-san, if you don't have a secret, then you shouldn't be worried. Should you?" Shinichi said smugly. "Ja-ne!"

"W-wait!" Kazuha yelled into the phone. Despite this, Kazuha could still hear the dial tone. With a sigh, she placed the phone back in the holder. "I wonder where Conan-kun went?" She remembered she was technically baby-sitting the boy.

Flashback

"Actually…" Conan tried to back away from Kazuha. "Yes…" he sighed, "I know Shinichi-niichan's cell number."

"Thank you, Conan-kun!" Kazuha hugged the child as he grudgingly wrote his own number down. If he had been told as Conan, the awkwardness between him and Kazuha would be unbearable. Plus he'd have to lie to Ran and Heiji faces.

"Thank you!" Kazuha said walking to her room. "Be good, all right? This will only take a while!"

"Yes, Kazuha-neechan!" Conan smiled widely. After the door to the girl's room closed, he quickly ran to the restroom and locked the door, waiting for the call.

End

Kazuha began to run around her house frantically, "Conan-kun!" she called out, searching the kitchen. "Co-" She stopped as she entered the living room.

Conan was on the couch as the TV aired a cartoon about a weird blue ghost and a block of cheese. He seemed to have been asleep the whole time. Kazuha smiled down at him sweetly.

"Good," she sighed, glad that he was okay. She went over to the TV and shut it off with care, trying not to wake up the 'sleeping' child.

"Ka-Kazuha-neechan?" Conan said quietly, moving on the couch. He straightened himself out on the couch with a stretch and a yawn. Blinking, he asked, "What did Shinichi-niichan tell you?"

"Oh," she said with a smile, "he wouldn't let me get a word in, edgewise."

With eyes half-opened, Conan thought to himself; It seems you got our parts mixed.

"He didn't really help, though. He gave me the same advice someone else did." She made a face.

"Really?" Conan asked, with a frown. Well, I'm sorry. At least I tried to help.

"I might as well take it." Kazuha said proudly hand on hips.

"Really?" Conan asked with more enthusiasm. Is this the last of her secret…?

"But first," she turned to look at Conan, a spot of red on her cheeks. "What's your advice, Conan-kun?"

Conan almost fell over. I guess not. "I don't know!" came his childish exclamation. "I don't really know the situation. And in the end," Conan hopped off the couch, "it's your decision." He looked up at Kazuha with sincerely curious eyes.

"That's the best advice I've gotten all week." She nodded her head. "I suppose we should go find Ran-neechan and Heiji-niichan…" And with that, Kazuha walked over to the door, Conan following close behind, wondering what exactly Kazuha had in mind.

-To Be Continued-

It's too short for my taste. I'm sorry. -Dire Moonstone-