A/N:Wow, 29 alerts! That's awesome, minna (everyone), but I need more reviews in order to help me carry on! This story is pretty good so far. As for Shin and Kaito fighting against each other as KID and detective, personally THAT is the part I look forward to the most in this story!

Chapter 4 Inspector Nakamori

Ginzo Nakamori glared at the Kaitou KID note that lay in front of him on his desk. He had read over the stupid riddle thirteen times and he still couldn't get it! "Damn it, KID! Could you at least give me a heist note that makes sense and DOESN'T seem like something out of Batman?"

Most of the officers beside him jumped in terror. They were used to this sort of behavior from him. That didn't mean that it still didn't set them on edge, though. Ginzo Nakamori was renowned for having quite the nasty temper (along with his obsession with catching KID, which was a deadly mix). He could get angry over anything, but the one thing that would set him off the most was when anyone volunteered to help him catch KID.

Nakamori had a huge ego and wanted to believe he was the only one capable of catching KID. Therefore, when anyone, including rookie detective Saguru Hakuba, seemed to think they were better than him, were therefore "privileged" to help, the answer was no.

There was another reason for that, though. Inspector Nakamori did not wish to entangle kids in his line of work! This was no place for them; they were better off in school where they belonged. It wasn't time for them to be adults yet. For now, they should just enjoy their youth while it lasted. If they didn't...well, their childhood would be wasted.

Even his daughter Aoko had volunteered, but his answer had always been the same and always would be:NO!

He sipped some of his tea for a moment and stared at the note for the umpteenth time before a few vein marks pulsed on his head. "Dang it! If only someone who could read KID like a book was around..."

"But, Inspector, I thought you said you didn't want help." A particularly dumb police officer questioned.

"Was I talking to you, you fool? No, I was talking to myself, so please keep your mouth shut and-"

RING-RING-RING-RING

Everyone lifted up their heads upon hearing the Inspector's cell phone ringing several times.

"Who could be calling you at this time, Inspector?" Another officer asked timidly, hoping that the Inspector wouldn't blow his gasket again, but with a man like him, you could never be sure.

"I don't know! I'm going to see in a moment!" He shrieked as he opened his cell phone and answered it. "Hello?"

There was silence on the other end for a moment and then: "Hello, is this Nakamori-keibu, the polive officer of Ekota district?"

Nakamori flinched upon hearing the voice. It sounded rather YOUNG for an officer. Who was this kid?

"What do you want, kid? If this is some sort of prank call, I swear I'll get ahold of your parents-"

"Good luck with that...they're overseas right now. I heard you're the expert on Kaitou KID. Megure-keibu recommended me and said I should help you."

"No! I don't need you, Saguru!" He bellowed.

"Settle down, Ojisan! Anyway, if you think this is a joke, you're wrong. Megure-keibu received a KID note a day ago, and sent it to me. I can probably solve this riddle." The male voice said confidently.

"Who are you? You've got a lot of nerve, kid!" Nakamori cried.

"My name? I'm...Kudou Shinichi, a detective!" Shinichi exclaimed.

"K-Kudou Shinichi!? I've never heard of you before!" Nakamori cried.

"Wait, Inspector! I've heard of him before! He's that famous high school detective in Tokyo. He's incredibly smart. If anyone can help us, it's him!" The same dumb officer from earlier yelped.

"So, you're a detective, huh?" Nakamori said sarcastically. "Get a job, kid."

"Wait, don't you want to know what the meaning behind this riddle is? I think I've gotten most, if not all of it figured out. It'll only take me another hour or so to figure out all of it. If you want to know what it means, you should trust in me." Shinichi challenged.

P.

"Fine. Come over here in a few days. KID's heist is next week and we need all the help we can get. But don't you even think of saying that you're better than me!"

Nakamori hung up on him then, cutting off whatever Shinichi was going to say.

The detective frowned as he studied the phone. "My ears are still ringing from his verbal outburst. He didn't have to be such a loud baka!" He rubbed his aching temples and he stared over at the KID riddle. He had written several notes along the side of it, all detailing his opinions and ideas as to what they could mean.

A/N:I'm not going to write it out because I am HORRIBLE at poems and riddles.

"The only part I can't figure out is the part about the tears shed in blood at the light of the moon. What on earth could that mean? Wait a second..."

He scoured over it again and his cobalt blue eyes widened upon seeing the part of the note he had overlooked.

Beside the KID sketch, there was another message written:

"P.S. Won't you come dance with me under the moon, Sherlock Holmes? Or should I say, the Modern Holmes? I await your answer, meitantei-san."

There's no doubt about it. He meant to send this to me. But why? He should know I don't exactly specialize in catching thieves. That's the part I can't figure out. Maybe he wants a rival who is just as smart as he is.

That's it.

A broad smirk-not unlike that of the Kaitou KID himself-appeared on Shinichi's face. "I see...I think I've figured out everything."

Just you wait, KID. I'll accept your little game. It's elementary what you mean, my dear Kaitou KID-san. All you have to do is look at it the right way and all the pieces begin to fit together.

Kaito was preparing his latest magic trick when there was a rap at the window. He smirked and opened the window. Instantly, a white dove came onto his shoulder and dropped a note into his arms. He read it.

Kaito smirked as he read over it. "As expected of my cousin. I knew you would be the first one to get it. In fact, that note was aimed at you specifically, meitantei-san."

"Kaito, it's dinner time!" His mother cried from downstairs. "I'm going to get that salmon out of the freezer and add it as a side dish if you don't come downstairs."

Kaito flinched. "Coming!" Anything's better than eating that...horrid, wretched, smelly...THING. Thank god Shinichi doesn't know that I'm KID, otherwise...

The mental image he conjured up left him shivering in terror. "I sure hope that doesn't happen! He probably hasn't forgotten about my fear of fish, though."

"Kaaaaaaittto...I'm going to get Mr. Fishie out of the freezer...I'm sure he would loveeeeee to meet youuuuuuuu."

Kaito shivered in horror and then hurried downstairs, afraid of what would happen if he were to resist.

"Shinichi, are you doing all right?" Ran asked Shinichi, who was currently walking ahead of her....studying over something and writing things down in his notebook. This was one of his most annoying habits. He often tended to read books while walking. Thus there was an impediment to any sort of social conversation whatsoever any time he was reading. Shinichi wasn't the most social person around, but sometimes he was unaware of when he was being rude.

"Shinichi..." Ran repeated, but he didn't so much as look her way. Instead, he turned a page. He was mumbling to himself about something. A vein mark pulsed on her head..."Shinichi..."

No response. Finally, she began to get very irritated. "SHINICHI!"

"What!" He cried, turning to look at her in confusion. "You don't have to scream like that. I can hear you well enough."

Ran frowned. "Honestly, Shinichi, do you have to read and walk at the same time? It's so annoying!"

"Barou, you know I have to look over things for a case." Shinichi lied.

"What's this?" Ran asked, picking up the Kaitou KID note that had fallen out of his notebook. Her eyes lit up. "Aha, it's a Kaitou KID note! Were you sent one, Shinichi?"

Shinichi nodded. "Yes. This note was aimed at me, after all. I have no idea why a thief like him is so interested in inviting a detective to his dumb show."

Ran's eyes filled with anger. "Bakanichi, KID is not a bad person. Maybe you could find out who he is. Wouldn't that be exciting?"

"Barou. Since when did you start acting like Sonoko?" Shinichi asked before eying her closely.

"I was joking, Shinichi." Ran replied promptly.

"Are you sure...?" Shinichi asked, warily. "Because if I'm not mistaken...you acted just like Sonoko."

"You're so paranoid, Shinichi! Like I said before, I was only joking around!" Ran said.

"It's natural for a detective such as myself to be paranoid! After all, I'm destined to make lots of deadly enemies, Ran. Detectives aren't always well-liked." He said sharply.

"Shinichi, everyone likes you. You're a good person." Ran reassured.

"Barou. Not everyone feels that way about me. Obviously, there are people who hate me, like your otousan, who can't even get a single job due to his inefficiency and arrogant nature, or the people I arrest, or your friend Sonoko, or even criminals I don't know about. Celebrities especially have lots of enemies, assassins..." He trailed off.

Ran frowned. "You sound paranoid."

"It's a natural thing. Haven't you heard in the news about how many celebrities get murdered by people they don't even know just to get famous? Haven't you ever heard of the Japanese actress Miyuki Sano?" He scoffed.

"Who is that?" Ran asked.

"Was, Ran. Kaasan was a big fan of her movies and they even met a few times. This was back when I was a little kid, but I remember it pretty well. Anyway, she was really famous and she had lots of admirers. There was a man who became obsessed with her and started stalking her. She kept on denying him every time he tried to come near her. One day, he got the help of a detective agency and found out where she lived. He tried to talk to her, but she told him to leave. He came back an hour later and when she answered it, he pulled out a gun and shot her in the chest. She died after they took her to the E.R. That really made things harder on stalkers." He finished.

Ran stared at him in horror. "That's horrible, Shinichi. To think such a poor girl like her died due to a lunatic..."

"It happens all the time, Ran. However, celebrities have a bigger risk of being killed than ordinary people, due to the fact that nothing about our lives is private. Some people want to become famous by killing others."

"That's twisted, Shinichi! That was only one incident! It shouldn't make you so hesitant to trust in others." Ran said.

"I'm not sure whether or not I should go to this KID heist."

"I'll invite Sonoko-chan, too!"

"Don't drag her along." Shinichi growled.

"Shinichi, you ought to be nicer to her." Ran snapped.

"Whatever. Bring the fangirl along. See how it works out." Shinichi sighed.

A/N:That's based on reality. Rebecca Schaeffer was a real person who died in the '80's. Since Shinichi's mother is an actress and works over in America...I decided it would be neat to incorporate that in there. It's a shame that she died in that manner. Anyway, read and review! Like always~