A/N: caution, some mature content may be included in this chapter.
Just thought I'd warn you humans!🐺🐺

Hattori's POV:
      I'm worried about Kudo, not dat I'd admit dat ta him. From what I could gather from KID, he was sick, an' he needed dat sherry girl ta help him. Haibara SAN has given me a short time as my normal self, but she keeps glancin' at her watch, checkin' da time. I've pulled over at a rest stop, ta answer Doyle's phone. I half wished I could call Kazuha, but my phone was with kid, (he stole it somehow) an' I wasn't too happy about kid being with Kudo either.

     "Doyle kun, onegai. Tell Haibara San to hurry, he's starting to..." its kid on da phone,well, it's either dat or Kudo usin' a voice changer again, how else would I be hearin' my own voice talkin' to me? I hear a faint thud, as somethin' falls.

     "Oi, shin~chan? Shin~chan? Oi, hattori kun, haiyaku! Shin~chan, shin~cha......." I hear a sound as the phone is taken by someone else.

    "Hattori heiji, I presume?" Dis voice, I don't think I've ever heard it before. "I'm Kudo Yuusaku, shinichi's Otousan. Shinichi just passed out, again. You better bring sherry, tell her he's conan again." kudo's parents knew he was conan?.... wait, how could I have forgotten dat? I hang up, an' get back on da bike. I offer Haibara San my hand, but she glares at me an' climbs on da back of da bike on her own. I start da bike again, an' we head off ta da Kudo mansion. I hope Kudo's alright.

Wolf's POV:
     Shinichi San is conan again, and he's passed out on master Kaito's lap. The older human, Shinichi San's Otousan I think, is talking to his wife through the library door. For some bizarre reason he wouldn't open the door despite her angry screeching. I couldn't understand the crazy woman, her screeching distorted her words and hurt my sensitive ears. Does every woman Shinichi SAN knows have a serious personality flaw? I mean, I'm a dog, but I'm pretty sure karate black belts, spoilt rich kaitou kid fanatics and over-dramatic crazy mothers were not normal company to keep. But then what do I know?mim just a dog.

Master Kaito is holding Conan kun in his arms, a small, fake smile on his face. It was nothing like his real smile, and I could see behind his well crafted poker face to see his true expression. My poor human was afraid. For the boy in his arms. It felt weird, Arthur kun didn't understand my discomfort, because unlike me, he didn't have human like intelligence, though he was bright for a puppy. Master Kaito was 17 years old, and Shinichi San, in his current condition, looked only 7. That seemed so wrong to me, even knowing his real age. Conan kun stirs in master Kaito's arms, blinking as he struggles to sit up. Master Kaito helps him, but I'm distracted by Arthur kun who is currently making short work of the remains of the sign of four he'd left under the chair before.

A loud knock sounded, followed shortly by the dark skinned detective's voice and the sarcastic tone of shiho San. I walk to the door, happy on my three legs, and greet them both. I'm a bit taken aback at the Osakan, as he's a teenager again, but I'm more worried about what's going to happen to conan kun, if something happened, master Kaito might just..... no, best not think about it. Maybe I could chase my tail to calm down. Or I could play fight with Arthur kun, that might help...

Narrators POV:
          Conan is unconscious on the magicians lap when hattori and haibara enter the room. It's eight thirty pm. The infamous magician is cradling the much younger boy gently in his arms, a well hidden frown on his face. The western detective, a teen once more, begins a conversation with Kudo Yuusaku, they've never really spoken before, and it was kind of a relief for the western detective to talk about being stuck most the time as a child. Haibara ignores the angry screeches coming from the library, assuming it's only Kudo kuns mother, and calmly walks over to the child detective and wanted thief, demanding a short explanation. Once armed with the information she needs, she quickly rushes next door, returning with a small bottle that rattled suspiciously.

     "KID San, he's to take one of these every twelve hours, it's not permanent, and he'll still be able to revert to kudo on his own. It will help him for now, but the effects I've never tested....." she trails off, glaring at the magician she hated so much. The mini detective in his arms gives a juddering sigh as he wakes up, shaking. He turns to Kaito, flinging his arms round the bigger boy's waist, burying his face in the magicians chest.

Conan's POV:
I fling my arms around Kai, and bury my head into his chest. The pain was starting to affect my conan body as well, I wanted it to stop. How could I solve crimes and be myself if I could barely see straight? I notice hattori as his teen self and haibara, but I'm not in any shape to focus. A tearing pain rips through me, but I don't cry out. Instead, I clutch my Kai more firmly, shaking slightly with the effort to hide my pain. I can't, and I can tell Kai notices my behaviour too.

"Kaito, onegai! Make it stop" I cry softly into his shoulder, as he wraps his arms around me a bit more, planting a soft kiss on my forehead as he did. "I can't take it, the pain, Kai...Kaito..." I feel his soft breath against my ear as he whispers an apology to me, a faint pinkish smoke surrounding us. It's his trademark sleep gas. Arigato, Kai, the pain eases off as I fall asleep in his arms. I'm still conan at this point.

I wake up, to find okaasan and Otousan have gone out and akai SAN sat in a chair next to me. I can hear Haibara and hattori arguing loudly in the kitchen and wolf chan is lying quietly on the floor, Arthur kun pinned my his back legs and tail to the floor beneath her. Kai is still holding me, a small, genuine smile on his face when I look up at him. I'm still conan, but the pain is fading away. How? How did they...?

"Shin~chan, here. You need to take one of these every twelve hours." Kai tells me as he hands a small plastic bottle containing some small white capsules. "Haibara SAN thinks they might help, but she's never tested it, and to be honest, that evil eyed devil girl looks like she is as likely to poison you as to help you..." Kai looks relived to see me smile at him as I remember all the times I've thought similarly about Haibara. The way she talks sometimes is unnerving. You can't tell if she's actually being serious or if she's joking.

     "Kai...t...t...t... Kai~chan?" I ask him questioningly, noting the pleasantly surprised expression on his face as I called him Kai~chan. "It's been a long day, can we eat then go to bed? I want to be fresh for tomorrow, so I can start solving those serial murders... I wonder if Megure keibu's figured out I'm the actual target yet?" The magician picks me up from his lap and places my on the floor, before leaping lightly to his feet and walking to the kitchen, where he produces a home made (fish free) bento for both of us. I wonder how my favourite internationally wanted jewel thief would react if I told him I'd rather have sushi or unaju? (I blame genta for my mild liking for unaju, he's so obsessed with it he insists we detective boys try it every time he eats it.)

A/N: Caution, mature content...🐺(not as mature as my other mature chapter though...)
     We eat in companionably silence, though I'm just eating because I know I need to, not because I feel any actual hunger. Once I've finished eating, I focus my thoughts for a split second, and I'm kudo shinichi again. Kaito and I head upstairs, followed by a flock of doves and two dogs. (How the doves got out of the library I don't know. Maybe wolf chan let them out?) Kaito slowly strips down to just his boxers, and I mentally sigh. Why? Why is he so hot? It's like he's teasing me by stripping so slowly, when I know he can change in a matter of seconds. Before I know it, he's done the same to me, his strong arms around me in a warm embrace. I push him backwards onto my bed as I kiss him, our tongues fighting each other as we kiss. His hand made its way down to my boxers, where he ran a single finger along the skin just above the waistband of my boxers. I shudder. I put my left hand up to his hair, which I grab and pull slightly. I feel him hard against me, but he doesn't seem as bothered by it as I am.

        He pulls his hand away and pushes me off him gently, so I'm lying next to him. I sigh with disappointment. After all that happened since Friday evening, I would have thought I didn't have the energy for this, but now he's next to me, I want him in me, I want him.

        "Shin~chan, not tonight, I want to be sure your not going to change back on me or something." He whisper sighs in my ear, as he pulls me closer into a tight hug. I understand now, he doesn't want me suddenly changing into conan. I don't even know if I can, I don't have a clue what effects haibara's 'medicine' will have on me. He kisses me again, but with a softer passion than before. I love him, I love this crazy magician thief so much. I hope he'll stay by my side, not many people could stand being around a death magnet after all and I wouldn't blame the magician thief if he did leave. Sensing my thoughts, he kisses me and pulls me closer, whispering in my ear.

"I don't care if your conan, Shinichi, or a shinigami, your still you, and I love you shin~chan." I'm sure he's still talking, but I feel safe in the magicians arms and I fall into a blissful, nightmare free sleep.

Hakuba's POV:
It's Saturday, 10:37 pm and 34.21seconds at night, as I sit on a chair in my kitchen with baya and Watson. Baya knows not to ask questions when kaitou kid is concerned, and I've only told her part of the truth. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that the young elementary schooler edogawa Conan was in fact the shrunken identity of my idol the heisei Holmes. In a way, it's a relief to know I wasn't outsmarted by an actual child at the Kid heists he attended, and an even bigger relief to know some of the truth behind Kudo sama's and Kuroba's past. I wasn't a complete Baka, and I knew they were still hiding something from me, but I was going to let that slide for the time being.

      Watson is eating his chick, (on my shoulder of all places, I'm going to have to change later.) baya is asking politely if I would stop staring through her, I hadn't realised I'd zoned out, and everything seemed so normal. I excused myself and left baya in the kitchen, heading to my room, Watson perched on my shoulder. I was still trying to digest the fact that Kuroba was in love with Kudo sama. Ok, not so much as them being in love, but the strangeness of it. A Famous Detective and an Infamous thief, more to the point an internationally wanted thief and a detective who spent half his time in a body ten years younger than his real age.

       Wait, so did that mean Kuroba fell for conan kun before Kudo sama then? No, that couldn't be right, despite being a prankster and thief, Kuroba had a set of well kept rules. He claimed to have a reputation as a 'gentleman' to keep. So had he met Kudo sama first then? But when? I head o my computer, compiling a long list of things I know about the thief and the detective. I'm curious. Kuroba kun may be a prankster, and a flirt at school, but his kid persona, the side of him Kudo Sama knew first, followed a strict, if not strange, set of rules and values.