Shinichi only smiled and waved at the gawking class.

"Hi." He said. Then he promptly hopped on top of the desk beside Ran's and plopped down in the seat. The detective turned to face her with a smile. "Hey, Ran. Been a while."

The girl blinked. A vein popped on her forehead and she stood, the chair toppling over as she slammed her hands down on the desk. Shinichi flinched as she burst, "You've been missing for two months and the first thing you say to me is 'hi'?!"

The detective pressed himself as far back into his chair as he could. "R-Ran," he stuttered. He rose to his feet, lifting his hands in a calming gesture. "Look, can you calm down for a second—"

The explosion that followed reminded the great detective of the east why one never said those words to an angry Ran. As she continued to yell, completely oblivious that she was making a scene, Shinichi closed his eyes, sighed, and leaned forward. Ran froze. Thirty jaws dropped. Sonoko giggled as she continued to film with her new phone. Shinichi stepped back, face looking a bit flushed and his gaze not meeting hers. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, "but can I explain later?"

Ran sank back into her chair, touching the cheek he had just kissed with two fingers. "Um. Yeah. Sure," was her intelligent reply.

Looking satisfied, Shinichi sat down again. For a while, the class went on as usual. Then a phone began to ring. All heads turned to the detective, who had the decency to look embarrassed. "Sorry, sensei, this is probably important. Can I…?"

The teacher gave him a hard look. "Only if you promise to stop disrupting my class." A few kids snickered, quickly shushed by their classmates.

"Hello?" Shinichi answered. "Oh, Hattori? Yeah, I'm at Teitan—huh? Oh. Alright. Got it. Thanks, Hattori." He hung up. "Right," he said, stooping down to grab his bag, "that's my cue to leave. Sorry, Ran. I'll be back tomorrow."

"Wait!" She grabbed his arm. "What's wrong?"

Shinichi grinned a bit awkwardly at her. "Well, someone's pretty much planning to kidnap and murder me. And possibly torture. So I need to go. See ya~!" He pulled free of her grip and strode over to the window, sliding it open and—

Thud!

Shinichi lay sprawled on his back. A soccer ball bounced twice before slowly deflating, the red mark on his forehead being the only proof it had once been a deadly projectile. "Ow," he mumbled.

Heads turned as the door opened and none other than Heiji Hattori stepped inside. He took a fleeting glance at his rival before also approaching the window and sticking his head outside. "Ya got him!"

"Great!" Someone called back. "Now tie him up!"

"Right you are." The Osakan bent down beside Shinichi, pulling a rope out of his bag and beginning to tie the Tokyo detective's hands together.

"Traitor," Shinichi croaked.

Heiji only shrugged. "Hey, eye for an eye and all that. I'm just getting ya before karma does."

"All I did was tie him up—"

"In his own closet," Heiji finished. "While playing Rebecca Black's 'Friday' on loop."

As he began binding Shinichi's feet together, Ran finally stepped in. "Hattori-kun? What's going on?"

The detective paused and glanced up at her. "Oh. Hiya, Neechan. To be honest, I'm not sure what's planned for him. All I can say is dat the bastard had it coming."

"I hate you," came the somewhat slurred groan.

"The feeling is mutual." Everyone paused, because they had just heard the Kudo's voice replying to his own question. They turned. Shinichi Kudo stood in the doorway and glowered.

"…Eh?" Was the common reaction.

Shinichi-2 bent beside his twin. "Hello, Kuroba."

'Kuroba' laughed nervously. "Um. Hi, Shin-chan. Fancy meeting you here."

What was evidently the real Shinichi straightened up and pulled out a cell phone. He lifted it to his ear and said, "Alright, we got him. See you in an hour." Smirking, he slid the phone back into his pocket. "Hakuba and Aoko-san are on their way."

"I really hate both of you." Kuroba wriggled a bit, testing his bonds. "Jeez. You've really got me tied up well. That'll come in handy someday, eh, Hattori?" He wiggled his eyebrows as Heiji reeled back, a deep flush on his face. His sputtering was ignored as the Shinichi-lookalike sniggered.

"Oh, shut up," Shinichi said in a bored tone. "We have an hour to kill before the others get here. Unless you want me to call Koizumi?"

"Please don't," both Heiji and Kuroba pleaded. The two of them had gone several shades paler.

Even Shinichi looked disturbed. "Yeah, I guess that's a bad idea. Anyway, hour to kill. We can get some lunch, go see a movie… You know what? I haven't been to the aquarium in years."

Kuroba turned white.

Heiji grinned. "That's a great ideo, Kudo. I just love sharks. Wanna go see the great whites?"

"They have a place where you can pet stingrays, too. And there's one room that's all glass. And you're completely. Surrounded. By fish."

Kuroba whimpered as the grinning duo dragged him out of the room. "A little help here?" He called. No one moved as he was yanked around the corner. His shouts echoed down the calls. "Hello? Anyone? Police? HELP!"

I've been wanting to write something like this for quite a while. Every version involved Kaito dressing as Shinichi and basically getting traumatized for the trouble. Yay! So, this was another attempt at writing humor and slight crack. Any good?

There was a bird in my house on Friday. I heard my dog going absolutely psychotic this morning at 6 AM (which consequently reminded me of the song Friday, explaining why it made an appearance here) and when I went to check there was a bird on the window sill, trying to get through the glass. So my sister and eye opened the door, put out some granola in place of birdseed and waited. When we checked some time later, the bird was gone and the granola was… everywhere. xD Glad to see s/he liked the food, at least.

Well, I feel like I've done a good deed. :)

NOTICE:

So recently I've decided to try my hand at writing vampire stories. I've come up with an idea for a vampire AU that has me rather excited. It will definitely include the main six characters—Shinichi, Ran, Kaito, Aoko, Heiji, and Kazuha—and possibly some others. If I were to write this, I'd probably divide the story into arcs, or "books" concerning separate aspects of the plot. So my question is, is anyone interested? I'm personally excited about the prospect of this story, but I'd like to see your opinions. If you could say something in a review or PM or the poll on my profile, it would be greatly appreciated. :)