Through the eyes of a dove (version 0.5) and other Drabbles. (DC/MK1412)

Aftermath: an incomplete Dabble.

Unknown POV:
       I don't know who I am, or why I have a book of codes on me, but I do know this; I am seven years old, I am wearing clothes that are too big for me and I have a nasty headache. I don't remember why I am running, but I know I am scared. Someone was chasing me, but they aren't anymore. I stumble and trip over my too-big trousers. I lay on the floor for a few seconds, until a voice makes me jump.

      "Young miss, you seem to be lost, can I be of service?" The voice belongs to a japanese man in a white silk top hate and white cape. A monocle covers his right eye...

Kaito's POV:
       I was in the middle of a heist when I saw her. A little girl wearing clothes that were meant for someone alot older. She looked odd, even from a distance, with white long hair and long arms and legs. She seemed to be all wrong, in the way she looked from way up in my hang glider to the way she just lay there on the cold concrete of the Beika district.

       I glided down and landed a short way away, making sure that Nakamori keibu was a long way off first. (He was still following jii-chan, unaware he was chasing the wrong Kid). I walked up to the kid and asked her, in my special Kaitou Kid way:

      "Young miss, you seem to be lost. Can I be of assistance?" She looks up at me in a dazed manner. I can see her clearly now. She looks to be about seven years old, with white hair and unnerving violet eyes. She's thin, but has an air of sturdieness about her. She reminds me of someone else I know: that little detective brat Edogawa Conan.

        I'm glad that Conan has a secret so big, else he'd have told the world who I really am a long time ago and my personal mission to find the Pandora gem would be over. I notice the girl's book at that moment. A leatherbound English notepad. Unusual.

      The girl tries to get up, but she's too weak or tired. I can't leave her there like that, so I gently pick her up and ready my hang-glider. I have to get home as soon as I can. I need to make a call...

Conan's POV:
          "Mou (geez) Conan-Kuhn, put that book down and listen to me..." Ran's voice is distant as I read on. It's a boring kid's book that Ayumi-chan recommended, but I have to pretend I'm really a seven year old in front of most people, my childhood friend Mouri Ran included.

       My real name is Kudo Shinichi, but whilst out on a date with my childhood friend Mouri Ran, I was poisoned and turned into a seven year old by a pair of suspicious men dressed in black.

      The only people who know who I really am are my parents Kudo Yusaku and Kudo Yukiko, Agasa Hiroshi (professor Agasa) my next door neighbour, Haibara Ai (a former member of the black org who was also shrunken), the exchange student Hondou Eisuke (who moved away) and Okiya Subaru (who lives in my old home as I am currently living with Ran and her father Mouri Kogoro as Edogawa Conan.

     Ran snatches the Book off of me, so I let out a childish whine of "Ran-neechan, give that back!"