It was a normal day in Beika and the Kudo's mansion was filled for the first time in twenty years. The Kudos, Heiji Hattori, Kazuha Tooyama, Hakuba Saguruu, Aoko Nakamori, Hagase Akasa, Akuma-chan... I mean Ai Haibara, Mori Ran, Chikage Kuroba, and the Kaitou Kid a.k.a Kaito Kuroba. All of them -except Shinichi and Kaito, of course- had been invited so that they could finally learn the truth as to why, famous detective Kudo Shinichi, had disappeared for three years. (Kudo's kids had been informed on the day Conan 'went away' and weren't able to attend since they had school.)
Everything had gone to Shinichi's plan except for a few (thirty to be exact) holes in the wall, courtesy of a certain karate master, and everyone now knew about the newly disbanded Black Organization. They were all catching up with one and another and having fun, for example: Ran was threatening Shinichi while Ai watched in amusement, and Kazuha and Heiji were fighting... Again. All things considered, everything was normal... If you ignored the EXTREMELY pissed moonlight magician who had been glaring at Shinichi's waist for ten minutes, or more exactly at the scarlet stain that could be seen on Shinichi's shirt. Kaito could tell that his Shin-chan was in pain though he tried to hide it, and every time Shinichi would wince or quietly whimper, Kaito's anger would augment until he snapped.
Kaito stood up and grabbed a very confused Shinichi, carrying him like a princess as the girls giggled. Meanwhile, Haibara was filming the whole thing, thinking of how it'd be a nice memory... And great blackmail material. As for the boys... The only one who actually understood what was happening was Yuusaku, the other three were pretty much clueless.
Now, let's go back to our dear Shin-chan and Kai-chan. As I was saying, Kaito was carrying his precious Shin-chan to his bedroom and threw him on the bed in anger. "What's wrong with you Kaito?" Shinichi asked when Kaito used one of his hand to pin him to the bed as he tried to get up. "What's wrong with me?" Kaito growled, using his free hand to lift Shinichi's shirt and revealing his wound. "One day Shinichi, you've been back for only ONE day and you already got shot!" Kaito continued. At this, Shinichi stopped struggling to get free. Kaito called him Shinichi. Not Shin-chan or meitantei-kun or any of those ridiculous nicknames. Kaito had actually called him by his name. "I'm fine Kaito. I was with Hattori... And I'm used to it, I've had worse then a bullet wound." Shinichi whispered, successfully pissing Kaito even more.
"Damn it Shinichi, you're not supposed to be used to it! You shouldn't get shot and think that it's nothing because you've had worse!" Kaito growled, tightening his grip on the detective's wrists. "I know, but..." Before Shinichi could finish his sentence, Kaito kissed him, effectively shutting him up. After that, the wound was forgotten until mornings for certain reasons that you can imagine.
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Meanwhile, back in the family room, Yukiko cuddled with Yuusaku as she chatted with Chikage about their sons. Suddenly the actress froze and asked, "Yuu-chan, do you think our grandkid will be a boy or a girl?". "Probably a boy, Yuki." Yuusaku answered, indulging his wife her peculiar fantasies. "Let's just hope that he doesn't end up like Kaito then." Chikage said, imagining another Kaito. No thank you, dealing with one prankster was more then enought for her. And that's how the night continued, talking about grandchildren who would never exist due to the fact that Kaito and Shinichi were both males.
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The modern interpretation of Holmes was sitting in the couch, drinking his coffee as he wondered just how the hell did this happen. "...So due to certain chemical components in the cure, your pregnancy is just a little side-effect." Haibara said before leading the detective back to his home. "Congratulation Shinichi, you're going to be a mom." She said before leaving.
~Flashback to a few hours earlier~
"Kudo-kun, where are... Shinichi?" Haibara said as she watched the detective vomit in the toilet. Staring at the detective for a second, Haibara grabs Shinichi's hand and leads him to her lab. "Oi Haibara! Is there something wrong?" The boy asked as the small scientist examines him. Without replying, Haibara hands him a cup as she nots down something in Shinichi's file, the detective sights as he takes it. "This is going to take some time." He thought.
A few hours later, the mini scientist stood in front of Shinichi with a very disturbing grin on her face as she said, "Congratulations Kudo-Kun. You're pregnant.".
~End of Flashback~
"Pregnant? How? No, Haibara explained that but... This doesn't make any sense." Shinichi thought. Yes Shinchi, and a seventeen year old getting turned into a seven makes just as much sense. As the detective calmed himself down, the sound of the front door closing echoed throughout the mansion, bringing Shinichi back to his sense... Kaito was back.
"Shin-chan? What are you doing here? I though you were at Hakase house." Kaito said as he entered the family room. "Kaito?" Shinichi whispered. "Yeah, what's wrong Shin-chan?" Kaito asked worried. "What would you say if I was pregnant?" Shinichi asked him. "I'd say that as much as I want that to be true, it's impossible." Kaito said, taking off his vest. "So is a seventeen year old turning into a seven year old." Shinichi said. Kaito's eyes widened before a large grin formed on his face and he yells, "I'm going to be a freaking dad! Suck on that Hakuba!" Cheering, Kaito grabs Shinichi and kisses him before he continued, "I'm going to be the best dad ever! I'll teach our son or daughter magic and the they'll be the next Kaitou...". "No way Kaito! You will NOT make our child the next Kaitou Kid!" Shinichi protested. "But Shin-chan..." Kaito whined before Shinichi kissed him. Shutting the thief up for good.
The End
... Or is it only the Beginning?
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FanfictionThis book will contain mostly yaoi couples but will have one or two straight couples. Also, this stories will not only be anime fan fiction but will come from tv series, movies, or whatever I feel like writing.