Love 10: Favorites and Princes

Conan was fuming.

No, he was pissed.

No, he was OUTRAGED.

She was only a child! A pure, innocent child that did NOT need to get caught up in something so…so DIFFICULT!

DANGEROUS even!

What was he supposed to do now? What was he to do now that Ayumi- his keen little follower- had a taste of KID and wanted more?

ARGH! Just THINKING about it got the blood rushing to his head!

It was wrong! It was all wrong!

Ayumi followed him.

Ayumi adored him.

Ayumi cared about him.

Not KID! Never KID! Conan growled. All it took was one kiss on the cheek and a rose and SUDDENLY, the situation turned to this;

Ayumi researched KID.

Ayumi talked about KID.

Ayumi turned on her TV every night to watch KID.

Thoughts and memories of the murders he solved came rushing back to him. He had never felt so d^n compelled to steal one of their ideas.

What? Was he not paying enough attention to her?

Was he not saving her enough?

Was he not responding the way she wanted him to? (Well, of course he wasn't, but still!)

What did KID do that had Ayumi switch her favorites so easily?

He tried to think back to the night, attempting to make SOME sense out of it.

It was a dark, stormy- no…

It was a sunshine filled- oh god, what?

It was a windy, considerably chilly night. Yes, yes, that's right. Conan and the Detective Boys had been invited by Ran and Sonoko to a party that celebrated Ran's karate dojo's victory in the tournament. It was some fancy event that the school spent 500 semi-dollars on. Conan hadn't really wanted to go, but Ran wouldn't take no for an answer. "If Shinichi isn't coming," she said "then YOU most certainly are!" The top corner of Conan's mouth twisted up when he heard this, the question running through his mind on how Ran had rationalized that thought in her head, or how those words came so fluently through her mouth without her realizing she was saying something stupid.

He narrowed his eyes and looked up at the clock. The main reason he had wanted to attend this party was solely for the fact that KID had another heist planned here for tonight. Had this not been a matter in his decision, he wouldn't be wearing a small black tuxedo with a red rose hanging out of it. Ran had looked at him the moment he stepped out of his room and cooed him about how he was 'oh so cute' and 'oh so adorable'. Had he been- yes, another HAD situation- Shinichi, he would have bit her head off. No, he wouldn't have gotten the chance. She would have NEVER said anything like that to HIM him. People talked all around him, saying that KID was going to pull that stunt tonight. Few others were sneaking out the door to go and watch the heist take place.

The clock struck twelve and it was WAY past his bedtime on a school night, but this was a vacation. The detective smirked. It was time.

In the next building over, KID was pulling off the heist. He had distracted the officers with a dummy, sending them on the run after an inanimate object. He laughed to himself, turning the jewel over and over again in his hands. It shined brightly, the lights of the room hitting it just right. "Wow, can't wait to get this baby out into the moonlight!"

"I certainly hope that isn't a pick-up line."

Taking in a deep breath, the thief turned to face Nakamori; the man had been watching him with a deep grin.

"Neh, Nakamori-san! Long time no see!"

"You little rat! Long time no see my $$! I saw you the other night!"

"Oh yes, you did, didn't you? Oh well, 48 hours is quite a while when you're close friends!"

"CLOSE FRIENDS? YOU SON OF A-"

The chuckling Phantom Thief ran off, leaving the swearing Nakamori to chase after him.

It was at that point, Conan thought, it was at that time that he definitely came to that room.

Conan wondered down the halls, his tux starting to get really hot against his skin. Adjusting his tie, he stopped to look at a painting. "What's wrong? I've already checked all the places he could POSSIBLY be. If Nakamori stayed behind to catch KID- which I know he did, his car's still here- then KID would either go through an air vent or he would hide in a near-by room. But he wasn't in ANY room near the museum that holds that jewel, so where is he?" Conan wondered still, fingers under his chin.

"Neh! Conan-kun?"

"Huh?" Turning around after feeling two taps on his shoulder, Conan came face-to-face with his 8-year-old friend, Ayumi. "EH? Ayumi-chan? What are you doing here?"

"My older sister is in Ran-neechan's dojo and took me here to celebrate with her!" Conan sighed. This would make things a whole lot more complicated. So now he would have to find some way to trick Ayumi into thinking she had a special reason to stay in the next building, and then he would have to find a way to keep her there, and then he would have to figure out the quickest escape route in case she refused to stay…hey, wait a second! It hit him. "Anyways, Conan-kun, I knew you would be here and there's something I wanted to talk to you abou-"

"Sorry, Ayumi-chan! But not right now! I have more important things to worry about!"

"Bu-BUT CONAN-KUN!"

He simply waved goodbye to her as he ran off towards the direction he had been walking in.

What really peeks my curiosity is that she was holding something behind her back. I wonder what it was?

Conan had ran over to the end of the hallway, crashing the door open. "KID!" He called. There was no answer. "…I know you're in here, you thief! Come out, NOW!"

There was still no response.

What? He was wrong AGAIN? "IMPOSSIBLE!"

Turning on his heel, the tuxedo flying up and down against his back, the shrunken detective ran to the door that had been just in front of him and Ayumi, right in front of that portrait he was staring at. That had to be the room. It HAD to!

"KID!"

That would be the last time Conan let Ayumi wonder in big buildings by herself.

Ayumi stood there, looking up with glazing eyes at Kaitou KID, who placed a cherry red rose in her hair, complimenting her ruby red Baby Doll dress with Mary-Janes. Conan held back a disgruntled yell for her to get behind him when KID leaned down and kissed her cheek. "Now remember, you're a girl worthy of being called a princess." He cooed, making Conan nearly gag in his throat. Kaitou KID leaned even further in and whispered something else in her ear, making her blush.

Okay, that was it.

"KID!"

Yep, that was how it went. So what DID he say? Whatever it was he whispered in her ear was what caused this transition, he was sure.

Well, whatever. It's not like he cared. KID wasn't going to just DRAG Ayumi into one of his heists, he was sure of it.

So why should he be upset?

Well, mainly because after thinking that last thought, he found himself staring Ayumi straight in the eyes and asking her why she likes KID more than him.

Ayumi stared blankly, blinking once, twice, three times.

Then she smiled.

"Oh, Conan-kun! I don't like KID more than you!"

Now it was Conan's turn to blink. "W-What?"

"Conan-kun, he may be charming, but I already have a prince that saves me!" To signify she was talking about him, she went up and kissed his cheek. "And he is, has been, and always will be my favorite prince!"

That day, Ayumi and Conan walked out of Teitan Elementary School together, hand in hand.

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Okay, that was a request from TEAM AYUMI!

Oh for god sakes, Team Ayumi! GET A FANFICTION ACCOUNT SO I CAN CONTACT YOU EASIER! xD Your my #1 reviewer and I'd like to be able to communicate with you without updating my chapters every day! It's draining! . lol

Anyways, she requested, quote: "Make the next one with Conan getting jealous of Kaitou Kid kissing Ayumi's hand and giving her a rose for a gift. (Ether after the balcony scene From Movie 3 or another time in a heist)"

So I did just that! ^_^ Yes, I am taking requests. ;) Sooooo… hope you guys enjoyed!