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Introduction my names devis cope. This is my first posting of a story. It is my first story involving Detective Conan. And PLEASE, PLEASE rate and review and I hope you enjoy this fan fiction.
Chapter 2
"Aaachoo!"
Conan Edogawa blew his nose in a tissue. I know I'm not getting a cold. He has had a strange feeling that began yesterday, even before the sneeze. The feeling's gone now but what replaced it was an uneasiness that something was going to happen. Always, his sixth sense was right. Something bas is going to happen. Does it have something to do with….
"Conan-kun! Conan-kun!"
"Wha?" Conan looked up at a little girl. She had a worried look on her face. "Conan-kun, you were staring at that dirty tissue really hard. Are you catching a cold?"
For a couple of long seconds, Conan had no idea who the little girl was. And couldn't understand why she was calling him 'Conan'. Then everything came rushing back like a flood. He coughed to snap himself out of it and answered, "Don't worry, Ayumi-chan. I'm fine." Ayumi Yoshida smiled at him and left. He looked around his classroom. It was lunchtime, around noon, so most of the elementary school children were talking to each other, out in the hallway. That's right. I'm an elementary school kid now. He turned to Ayumi, who was talking to a tall, light-skinned, freckled boy and a taller, pudgy, tan-skinned boy.
"So … are you really getting a cold, Kudou-kun?"
Conan's eyes went wide and he turned to the desk next to him. A reddish-brown haired girl with solemn yet hard eyes stared at him with a small smile. Conan's eyes thinned and he answered drily, "No, Haibara."
"Really," The girl turned back to reading a book. "I guess someone is talking about you then; you sneezed twice."
"I guess so…," Conan said thinly. Out of everyone in this room she was the only one who knew who he truly was. Then again, he also knew who she was and it was partially her fault that they were both in this predicament to start with.
Conan's real name was actually Shin'ichi Kudou, and he was really a teenage high school student. He was a widely known detective, solving cases for the police when they couldn't. Being a detective was hard work and the most exciting thing about the job was the curiosity to find the truth. Curiosity was also his downfall. After seeing a blackmail in progress and being knocked out by the blackmailer's associate, he was given a poison. Instead of killing him, he found himself shrunken to a child. He knew that if these people, whom he found out later were part of a large criminal organization, found out that he was alive, they would find him and kill him along with anyone who was associated with him, all his family and friends. So he went under an alias and began to live the life of a normal boy. Surprisingly enough, his mind was still that of an adult. This had its benefits but not without risks and consequences. One was now. He'd have to relive elementary school.
"Conan's getting a co-old! Conan's getting a co-old!" cried the pudgy boy. He walked between Conan's and Haibara's desk with a mocking grin.
"Genta-kun! Stop that!" cried the freckled boy. "No he's not… right, Haibara-san?" The last couple of words had a lighter sound to it. Conan shook his head.
Haibara, still looking at her book, answered, "Who knows, Mitsuhiko-kun." Conan stared at her, mouth twitching. Oy, Oy. Don't make matters worse. Ai Haibara's name was actually Shiho Miyano, a former Organization member by the codename, 'Sherry'. She was a gifted teenage biochemist and also the creator of the poison that shrunk Conan. She took the poison herself when she rebelled after her sister was killed and they were using her poison without her knowledge. She was able to find Conan and figured out what was going on because of her poison experiments. She learned that while the poison kills it also on rare occasions won't kill but turn someone younger. She also created an alias and came to the same elementary school. Conan knows that she constantly lives in fear that the Organization will find and kill her. As long as she's here, she'll find a cure and I'll make sure she's safe.
Genta Kojima frowned, staring outside. "What's wrong, Genta-kun?" asked Ayumi. Genta wasn't the only one as children looked outside at a strange sight. Flyers were falling out of the sky. At the same time, their teacher came in. Noticing the flyers, she rushed to the window, shooing some of the children away. She opened the window, to let some of the flyers in. Closing the window, she picked up a paper, along with some other kids, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya included. He rushed to his friends, frowning somewhat.
"What's up?" asked Conan.
"Let me see!" cried Genta. He tried to snatch the paper but Mitsuhiko dodged.
"Is it something related to Masked Yaiba!?" cried Ayumi. The three real kids loved the action show. Conan, and he believes Haibara too, hates it; it's a very childish show, another consequence of having a mind of an adult.
Mitsuhiko shook his head a little. "I don't know. I can't understand it." He gave the paper to Conan. "If anyone can probably understand it, than it's you, Conan-kun." A benefit of his adult mind was that he knew things that these three didn't know. Since they didn't know kanji, they usually rely on him, or a few times on Haibara, to read it for them.
"Thanks, Mitsuhiko." Conan then for the first time looked at the flyer. His eyes widened. That strange feeling, coupled with that growing uneasiness, came back full force.