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Fandom: Detective Conan/Magic Kaito
Pairing: Eventual ConanKid
Rating: K
Warnings: None
Genre: Humor
Words: 330



This was the absolute worst. He didn't think he'd ever sunk this low in his entire life. Conan dearly wished that the ground would open up and swallow him whole. Or maybe the skies would open up and smite him. Either was perfectly fine with the shrunken detective at this point, so long as it happened fast.

As soon as Genta and Ayumi had heard from Mitsuhiko what had happened the other day Conan had found himself the subject of investigation. The Shounen Tantei were following him everywhere in the hopes of finding out who the mysterious person was that he apparently liked.

Conan had tried, and failed, to tell them that there was no one, but they refused to believe him. Ai, of course, wasn't helping matters. At the same time as it annoyed him, he wished them luck in their investigation because he'd really like to know the answer himself.

He'd seen them questioning Ai, but she refused to give them anything. The evil, evil, evil girl was taking great pleasure in making him twitch, he just knew it.

Lucky for him he'd found temporary respite by giving them the slip and going to that diner he and Kid had visited after the fiasco with the psychologist.

It was here that he sat now, scowling out the window with his things spread before him, around a mostly empty plate of food. The reason for his scowl was walking toward the table even as he tried to ignore her.

“I thought I'd find you here,” Haibara said blandly as she hopped into the seat across for him.

Shooting her a small glare he sighed heavily, slumping down into his seat. “And why is that, Haibara?”

“You have a tendency to hole yourself up with your good memories, particularly when they reflect your current problem.” Seeing his baffled look Ai rolled her eyes. “Don't worry, I won't tell them about this place.”

“Thanks ever so.”

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