Author's note: Sorry for the long inactivity. I forgot all about this one. Well I'm going to be more frequent next time. Enjoy

Chapter two: Answers

The atmosphere thickens as Ran stares at Conan because of his previous statement. Disdained and ashamed, Conan stares at her with an equal intensity. The trickling water echoes as the droplets hit the clay brick of the fountain. Conan's gaze is disrupted by the sounds of sobs.

"How could you after everything My father and I have done for you." Ran cried out. "I mean, it has been a long three years without you in my life."

"Ran, it was not like that." Conan pleaded, but her hand gesture stopped him from continuing.

"I found out about three weeks ago, Con…Shinichi." She corrected herself. "It has been pain-staking hard to pretend to be nice and cheerful around the both of you. The persona of Conan you've created is saving me from pounding your face in right now."

Conan stared at the ground confused. Three weeks she knew and I did not catch this? He thought to himself. Conan kicked the coke can someone littered on the ground hard towards Ran's direction, but she caught it.

"Are you mad at me, Shinichi?" Ran gloatfully asked. Stooping down to his level she hugged him. "it's alright, things will be over soon enough."

With that statement Ran said, Conan glances over Ran's shoulder to see a figure running towards him. The figure was small and a puff of brown hair came into focus. It was Ai.

"Kudo-kun, She's NOT Mouri-san!" Ai yelled.

Conan snapped to the present and pushed himself away from the imposter.

"I knew Ran isn't THIS sappy." Conan spoke coolly. He watched as the imposter gave a devilish grin as the sun was covered by an omious cloud. Then a weird crackle came from the imposter as she stared up at the raindrops falling. The noise was ear-piercing and annoying.

"So little Shinichi misses his Ran-nee-chan?" The poser teased.

Filled with rage and misplaced trust, Conan popped a soccer ball from his belt and turned the dial on his shoes that gave an electric crack. He eyed down the fake Ran and kicked the ball as hard as he could. The ball swished and flashed before the imposter's eyes. BAM! The ball left an imprint of hexagons on her face, along with a rip of her latex masking. The imposter landed with a loud thud on the clay brick.

"Damn, Kudo-Kun! You could have stepped back to show mercy a little bit." Ai said. "But regardless, it is not safe here. I will explain everything, I got everything from Mouri-san herself."

"You're lying, Shiho!" Conan yelled at her. "There is not expla…" Ai slapped Conan in the face. Her wet hands added a forceful sting to her blow. His glasses fell off his face. The rain started to come down heavily.

"Get a grip, I could not believe it myself once Sonoko-san, or should I say Ran-san told me everything from three weeks ago, and her own encounter with vermouth!"

"Vermouth! She made a promise not to touch us!" Conan said in a fury.

"Calm down Kudo. The first thing we need to do is to get out of this rain." Ai said glaring at the fuming detective.

The both of them ran out of the water of the fountain, leaving the imposter to her demise. They found the lookout castle which provided privacy and security from the rain.

"Now, Shiho, please explain yourself." Conan asked with more calmness than gruff.

"She could not go into much detail, since the attacker is…" As Ai said the name of the fake Ran, Thunder and lightening boomed as she said her true identity. "Yea this was more dirty than the time they tricked you with conan's parents, which I found that to be hilarious. But regardless, she's pretty pissed at you and cares not to see you until you solve this game of trust she spent really hard to prepare without you finding out a thing. Kudo-kun, also, I heard on the news about that bombing last night was caused by them."

Conan's heart jumped a few beats after hearing the last part. Conan's brain realized whom "Ran" was and gave out a laugh with a sense of shame and fear. The thunder echoes in the distance as the two pint size adults gaze at people running for shelter.

"Well, Kudo-kun?" Ai asked.

"I will find Ran, and explain everything to her; however, with the Black Organization running about, it's going to be difficult. Hey, I can just follow you again to her, right?" Conan said.

"I'm afraid not, even I enjoy seeing this for my own personal interests. This should be an easy case for you, but I will let you in on a little secret. Gin comes to Tropical Land on this day, with Vodka to make a yearly transaction from one of the grounds keepers. Since the one you saw is excutated, then he or she may be more covert in their spot for the transaction. Kudo, you have until the exact time you left here which is also the same time that the transaction and an unarmed Gin will happen. So the choice is yours, find your childhood friend and explain yourself or exact revenge towards the very man that I fear and want dead after he did you my family." Ai sobbed those last words, but Conan consoled her with a tap on the shoulder.

Conan gave her a warm smile as the sunlight peeked behind the clouds. Ai giggled at her handprint on his face.

"You know that still stings?" He said still rubbing his face. "But I needed that, thanks. One question how do you know that Gin will be unarmed?"

"He always makes the deal like a normal citizen on leap year." Ai pointed out, feeling that she may have said too much. "But what about us, jeparodizing our own safety for revenge? Kudo, Revenge is like a dense forest, you will always lose you path."

"Way to pull a Hattori Hanzo, Shiho, but I understand." Conan said softly. "So what's the time limit?"

"You have only until 7:45 PM, and it's only 10 AM." Ai said reluctantly.

"I'll get going then, you stay safe, and thanks." Conan hugged Ai with that last word. Ai gave a light blush, but quickly returned to her cold, but cool demeanor.

Conan left Ai at the castle lookout tower and ran towards to fountain. To much of his surprise, the Fake Ran was gone, but a trail of wet shoe prints were heading west. Conan followed the trail to a theater which was playing a paradoxical Othello. Conan steps into the building and scopes his surroundings. To his dismay, the trail ended with a big soaked stain on the red carpet. He thought to go to the dressing rooms and analyze the place for clues. A clerk came into view.

"Hello little boy. How may I help you?" She asked kindly.

"Yes, I am looking for my older sister, she is on of actors on the stage production because she grabbed my phone by mistake." Conan lied.

"Oh you must be wondering where the dressing rooms are." She smiled. "Turn left and you can not miss them."

"Thank you, Clerk-san." Conan said as he bowed and walked to the direction she pointed.

Once Conan turned the corner, he knew he was on the right trail. He saw the disposed clothes of the Fake Ran in a clothes hamper. He examined the clothing closely and found a torn half piece of paper in one of the pockets. He unfolded the paper and it read:

12:00 Find Ai by the castle

1:00 PM Run Ninety Fathoms In Miricale Phases

2:00 PM Catch Kudo or stray him off the Target.

That was the remaining part of the list. The list looks like that it has been torn off in a rush. Conan recognized that the bluish-white stationary was that of a female. "Dammit" He thought to himself. "Why I didn't recognize this sooner." Conan punched the Hamper with a tightly clenched fist. CLANK! The sound of cans rattled pointed Conan's eyesight towards the source. A shadowy figure with an look of unfazed surprised caught his attention.

"Get back here." Conan roared as he sprinted towards the figure's direction. The figure started to run, but the person tripped over their own feet and fell down. Conan leaps on the person's back. The person let out an yelp with an accent and Conan blinked twice as if he knows the voice.

Ai's POV

Ai walks towards a statue in the middle of the amusement park and sees a girl sitting on the park bench waiting. Ai sighs as she approaches the girl.

"Did he find out anything yet?" the girl said sadly.

"Sadly no." Ai shakes her head.

"Some detective freak he is, but he can't even…." The girl stated, but Ai signaled her to be hushed.

There was a silver haired man in a blue Hawaiian shirt with black flowery prints on them, being escorted with a young, fair woman. Ai's skin turned pale and her heart felt like a ticking time bomb at the man's sight. The girl she is with just glared at the female as they walked and talked past them.

"Phew! That was close." Ai said calmly and retaining her composure. "Well do you want to still continue this game? He's running around like a chicken with its head cut off and now "them" are casually walking around. It's not safe anymore to continue."

"Ai-chan, do not worry. It's a lesson that Shinichi needs to understand about trust." The girl said. "I didn't want to find out this way, but it's how it happened."

"Touche" Ai countered. "We bullshitted our way and excuses up to this point where our inner circle, excluding police officials, know who we really are. We, err, Kudo wanted to protect all of you rather than get you caught up in our small problem." Ai let minute sobbing sounds exit her mouth.

"Ai-chan. Trust me this is for his own good and a little bit of payback for the lies. It is my turn to get him back." The girl cried out softly not to create a scene.

"Well promise me this, after this is over, go to America with Kudo and his parents. It is the only place the Black Organization can not harm you two." Ai said gloomy.

"But want about you?" the girl asked.

" I will be fine and who else is going to take care of Agasa." Ai laughed.

"Well it's almost time for faze two to the plan, so I got to go into position. Good luck and be careful." The girl waved as she went off. Ai sat of the bench for a little while. Gazing at the sky and directed her attention towards the clock tower that looms the top of the actual castle in the center of the park. Its hands read 11:40. Ai felt a harsh wind blow in for the south and a voice that said with the intent of murder.

"Sherry…..I found you." The voice said.

The only thing that Ai could do was let out a blood curdling scream that scared some birds from their nests in the trees.