Conan was just walking down the street one day when he was approached by a strange, Middle Eastern looking man.
"Hello, little boy! Can you help me? I need directions to 21/2 Beika Street, if you don't mind." The man said in perfect Japanese and Conan looked at him suspiciously.
"Isn't that Kudo Shinichi's house?" Conan asked, knowing the answer.
"Yes, it is as a matter of fact! I have a case for him. Would you mind showing me the way?" the man said, smiling happily without a care in the world.
"I know Shinichi-niichan. He's not home right now, actually, he's on a case. You could bring your case to Mouri Kogoro, I'm living at his house right now." Conan said, cursing as his wariness leaked into his voice.
"No, that's quite alright, I'm in no hurry, I can wait for Kudo-kun. It's an extremely difficult case! But, if you like, I can tell you the details if you'll walk me there and you can tell them to Mouri-san. If he solves it, I'll be sure to pay him handsomely." The man offered.
Conan raised aneyebrow, but smiled childishly at the older man. "Okay! My name's Edogawa Conan, what's yours?"
The man smiled and followed after Conan as he began walking. "Oh, my name? It's Devaduta, but most folks call me David. As for my surname, well, it'd be mighty hard for you to pronounce, boy."
"Can you tell me anyways?" Conan asked, wondering about the man's intentions frantically.
"If you insist! It's KAladUata." The man said, pronouncing the word in strange accent.
"Okay then, about that case...?" Conan lead and the man suddenly grinned broadly as Conan lead them down an alley as a shortcut.
"Right, that. Well, you see, the thing is...." David spun around quickly, grabbing the boy and pressing on a certain part of his neck until he went limp. "There isn't one."
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Conan awoke later, his head fuzzy, but otherwise, feeling fine.
"Urggg." He moaned.
"Oh, good! You're awake!" said a happy sounding voice from the other side of the room.
Conan looked over and saw the man from before sitting on his desk. Conan did a double take then and found he was in his bed. Or, more accurately, Kudo Shinichi's bed. The next thing he notied was the man had changed clothes, from the average jeans and T-shirt to an outfit consisting of a loose fitting white shirt and equally loose white pants that clashed against the man's dark skin.
"Don't bother with the watch or the shoes or anything; they won't exactly work on me so well. See, the reason I had to go and abduct you like that was because the two of us need to have a little chat, Shinichi-kun." Devaduta said, still smiling disarmingly.
"W-what?!" Conan stammered upon hearing his real name.
"Relax, Shinichi-kun, if you have heart attack on my account I'll be out of a job for sure!" the man said, hold up his arms placatingly. "I just want to talk, okay? I'm not one of Them and I'm on the other side of the room from you and I haven't removed any of your clothing except for your shoes, which are right by the bed. No tricks, just a little conversation."
Conan sat up and got out of bed, putting on his shoes afterwards and ignoring the itch in his brain that told him it wasn't proper to wear shoes inside the house. "Okay then, talk."
"I knew you'd see reason, Shinichi-kun!" the man said, his eyes crinkling as he smiled. "Now, I'm going to go ahead and say, what I'm about to say will probably cause you to question my sanity, but keep in mind that impossible hasn't really applied to you since that night at Tropical Land, okay?"
"Just get on with it." Conan growled out and lined up the hairs on his watch, despite the fact that the other man had claimed it was a worthless effort.
"Okay then! You see, Shinichi-kun, I am your guardian angel and I need a vacation." Devaduta stated plainly and Conan eyes widened. "The truth of the matter is, you are absolutely exhausting to look after. If it's not chasing murderers, it's escaping exploding buildings. If it's not that, it's dangling off of balconies, if it not that, it's trying to use those thrice cursed antidotes! Do you even know how bad for you those things are? I had to manually stick my hand in your chest and pump your heart for you to keep it beating! Not fun, Shinichi-kun, not fun at all!"
"Guardian Angel? Really?" Conan deadpanned skeptically.
"Right, right, here comes the part where I have to prove it, I know the drill." Devaduta said, jumping off the desk in an easy motion. "Name your price. Lightning? A sudden transformation back to your old self, that one won't last longer than a couple of seconds, by the way, a appropriately timed phone call? A premonition of the future? Come on, I don't have all day!"
"Am I allowed to ask or anything useful?" Conan asked, still not believing it in the slightest.
"Good question, I'll check the list!" Devaduta said, and a list appeared in his hands out of thin air. Conan blinked, but opted not to comment.
"The only interesting things I see on here that you might want are a list of the ingredients for that poison of yours, no quantities, just the ingredients, and Kaitou Kid's home telephone number. His mom would probably answer though." The angel said after a moment and Conan eyes brightened.
"How do I know that they're real?" Conan asked.
"I can let you test the phone number, but, as for the list, you are on your own. Ai-kun's pretty close anyways; I'd take the number, personally." Devaduta said and Conan nodded. A piece of paper appeared out of thin air and floated over to Conan, who punched the numbers in on his phone gleefully.
"Ask for Kaito-kun!" Devaduta whispered with a grin as the phone rang and Conan nodded, filing the information away.
"Moshi moshi?" a woman said, answering the phone.
"Hello, obasan, may I speak to Kaito-kun, please?" Conan said, laying on the charm.
"Of course. Kaito! Phone!" the woman yelled.
"Got it!" a male voice called back and a click was heard as he picked up the receiver.
"Moshi moshi?" the boy said into the phone.
"Your mom seems like a very nice lady, Kid." Conan said conversationally.
"Tantei-kun!??!" Kaito gasped out and Conan hurriedly hung up the phone, laughing hysterically along with the guardian angel next to him.
"Ah, I'm going to get it from Agharna, but it was so worth it!" Devaduta exclaimed before straightening up. "Now, about that vacation. Just stay home for a couple of days, kid, prank call Kaito-kun a dozen times, whatever you have to do! Just don't leave the house or put yourself in danger, okay? They'll fire me for sure! Do we have a deal?"
"Sure, I guess. I'll pretend to be sick or something. Or maybe I'll say I'm visiting my parents and hang out at Agasa's for a couple of days. Is that good?" Conan asked.
"Perfect, as long as you don't let her Royal Blonde Creepiness experiment on you."
"I won't. That's not a nice name."
"I know." He grinned. "So it's a deal?" he held out his hand and Conan shook it.
"Yeah, it's a deal."