Detective Conan fanfic Irene Edogawa.

Disclaimer: detective Conan and all characters minus ms Demond, Irene Edogawa, Alice spade, and Edward, are gosho aoyama's by the way he is a fantastic author, you should really read his stories!

Irene Edogawa

"shinichi! We have urgent news. We're coming back to Japan tomorrow so we can talk." said his father on the other line. "what is so important you have to fly all the way from the other side of the world to tell me?" he replied. "uh, you'll see." Yusaku Kudo said nervously. Conan was slightly disturbed by this. His father was the best detective he knew and he was 99% of the time calm and collected. What could have him so baffled. "meet us at home at 5:00 pm." he continued.

the next day Conan told ran he was going to the professor's house for a sleepover and went into his home to await the arrival of his parents.

"shin-chan~!" shinich's mother sang out. "meet your knew sister, Irene Edogawa." Conan's mouth dropped open. "what!?"

Behind Yukiko kudo was a girl with black hair and blue eyes like Conan's. But when she tugged at her hair it came off, a wig he realized. Under that wig was long trestles of blond hair. "nice to meet you, kudo shinichi." and with one look he knew she was in the same situation as himself.

Her eyes flashed mischievously but under that layer he could see her sharp intelligence and a confident look. Dauntless, bold, untouchable. It was almost like kid's poker face. She had a cool and calculated gaze that he knew he too had when he was solving a case, the knowing look of triumph. Now he knew what it felt like be on the receiving end of such a look, how unnerving it was to see it on a seven year old's innocent face.

"shinichi, it seems the black syndicate is on a move in America now. The FBI found her one day chibi sized. Before she shrunk she was one of the best, no in my opinion the best detective in America of her generation. She worked with the CIA and FBI countless of times and has never missed a case. But she wasn't known very well because she never showed herself in public. She was the American government's shadow detective, their trump card and the head of operation on the black organization. Miss Jodie starling suggested we bring her to you and contacted us." he explained. "somehow the organization found her out and kidnapped her on her way to school. She was missing for 10 days and found shrunken like you. Of course except the people in this room and some CIA and FBI agents nobody knows this." that's when the girl picked up the explanation. "I am an orphan so nobody reported when I was missing. Although my butler noticed it was strange he thought I was just away on another case until three days later. It was luckily my friends birthday and since I didn't show up they were anxious. Since not many people knew I was involved the mole has to be one of them." she explained in fluent Japanese.

"and you speak Japanese fluently because...?" Conan said. "I speak fifteen languages fluently." She said. Shinichi looked at her in amazement but saw no humor or arrogance but instead saw indifference. As if it was natural. "ok just saying your going to have pretty hard time here." Irene looked at his face and started laughing. Shinichi was surprised at the cool clear sound escaping her lips. "when has life ever been easy?" she replied confidently.

"ok you kids take shinichi's room, the rest of the house is quite messy" said Yusaku kudo. Shinichi flushed slightly red. "ooh shin chan are you embarrassed?" teased yukiko. "no Baaro!" he shouted back. "why can't I sleep in the professor's house?" yukiko winked. "so you want to be with ai chan instead?" she said slyly. Conan gulped this was going nowhere. Irene was silently watching this exchange a small smile playing on her lips. "Irene say something! It's not funny!" shinichi said. "oh I'm fine with the arrangement." shinichi gaped at her. "you can have the bed I'll sleep on the floor." shinichi finally understood and blushed at his misconception.