A/N: In celebration of Tsukiko's in-universe birthday of 13th April, I decided to post this chapter of the sequel. I've written this months ago already but kept checking and double-checking it and trying to catch up with Leap in Relatively Unknown but... When I saw the date I simply couldn't wait anymore.

But I really hope you like this chapter as this literally opens a new chapter in Tsukiko's life too. That of remembering.

Chapter 1.

Tsukiko sat on a seat of shinkansen on a way to Kyoto. Shugo sat on the seat opposite her. The scenery passed by with the ocean glittering in the sunlight. Again, she had the feeling of rightness. Right train, right seat and view out of the window. Shugo was the only new addition to it but frankly it didn't matter. She was just happy she had him with her. It had taken some hedging and call to Yamato but the boy had agreed to take her to Kyoto to visit their grandmother, Kagemiya Tsubaki nee Midorikawa.

"How come she never… never visited?" Tsukiko asked.

"I assured her that I'd take care of it. Tsubaki-baachan doesn't like travelling long distances, even with shinkansen. She was worried but…" Shugo shrugged. "I kept her updated. I told her when you were admitted and when you woke up and I also told her that you might not be coming back until you actually realized that you had a memory loss."

"You've been stalking me." She glared.

"Yes, I have." Came the unrepentant reply.

"Are you going to give me your phone number at some point? I had to call Yamato in order to reach you."

"Maybe at some point." Shugo smirked. "Just sleep. You look like you are about to anyways."

"Fine…" With the recent revelations, several thoughts had been going through her head thus making it hard to fall asleep. It was good that her friends in Teitan had taken the news of her past and memory loss well and they had not questioned her much. Ran had even sympathized with her as the karate champion had had psychogenic retrograde amnesia once. The events of movie 4: Captured in her Eyes. What Tsukiko had read about her own situation… while it might've been mostly mystical reason because of her and Hoshi, she was sure that her accident and comatose had played a factor in it too. Post-traumatic retrograde amnesia. Both hers and Ran's situations made them forget previous memories but Ran repressed hers while Tsukiko was in an accident. And Tsukiko had her memories as Jade to fall back to and thus she was able to function like normal person. But…

"Shugo… If I had an amnesia and you knew about it… Was it because the hospital diagnosed it or because you knew what I was doing? Because…" Tsukiko stopped. Jodie hadn't known about her amnesia until after seeing her file. And Tsukiko had been practically a Jane Doe until she woke up and gave her false name.

"I visited you in the hospital and met with the doctors. The false name to pay your bills was to fool the FBI. Our parents' Interpol connections became handy and there was still money from mother's last paycheck she never used before her death…"

"Interpol paid my hospital visit?"

"Yes. And they asked the doctor to conceal the information from the FBI until it was specifically asked. Especially after you told the nurse your name was Okiya Tsukiko and not Kagemiya Hoshi."

"They confirmed my identity with DNA test and let you and Yamato keep an eye on me." Tsukiko realized.

"Yes. They had never intervened in our lives before and they weren't going to do it now." Shugo nodded.

"Alright…" The girl was nowhere near done with her questions but they could wait for now. She was sleepy. And it was strange how travelling on this train felt like a déjà vu…

Hoshi was walking along the corridor of the shinkansen towards the car that held the seat mentioned in the ticket in her hand. She had gotten a place at the side of the ocean. It was her habit, when going to Tokyo on shinkansen, she'd watch Mt. Fuji and when going back to Kyoto, she'd watch the ocean.

This time she'd been visiting her brother Daiki. Well, nowadays he was called Shugo but it didn't bother her. She wanted to be called Tsukiko after all. This far only her now-deceased uncle Tsukasa had called her that. And right since the first meeting too! It made Hoshi happy. Even if he was dead now, that half-a-year of contact with him was something she treasured greatly.

The doorway was blocked. Hoshi frowned at the two black clad backs. They had stopped. In front of them was a kid…

"Move! Get outta the way!" The stockier man swept his hand at the boy. Hoshi frowned. Yeah, the kid was blocking the way but there was no need to be rude.

"Could you two move as well?" Hoshi spoke up. "There is no need to walk side by side on such narrow corridor."

The two men turned to her. During the movement she noticed the taller one having long blonde hair. What haircare product was he using?

"Snrk…" The kid snorted.

"Did I say that aloud?" Hoshi gasped to the baleful stares. "Gomen, gomen… I was just suddenly reminded of my uncle's co-worked who I hear had long hair too. It was black though." She waved embarrassedly and slipped past the duo. It was true though. During some of their conversations that Tsukasa had mentioned his coworker with long hair. His name was similar to Hoshi's brother's original one but for the life, she couldn't remember it.

Hoshi sat on her seat by the window and smiled at the ocean she could see. She rummaged her bag for her sketch pad and cassette player. The train ride would take some time after all.

To Hoshi's embarrassment though, the duo of black-clad men sat on the seats across the aisle from her. Oh well, she could cope.

The men left at some point and the kid from earlier tried to follow them. He was dragged back by his sister though. Hoshi followed it all from the corner of her eye whilst sketching the duo on a single page of her calendar.

Then the men came back and began talking. Hoshi kept drawing until her cassette run till the end. She was changing the side of it when she heard the way they addressed each other. Jin, Wokka… While the first one could've passed for first name, the latter one definitely couldn't. So it was more reasonable to think of them as codenames or nick-names. But what could they stand for? And in Japanese or in English?

Hoshi's mind flashed back to her grandfather Ki'ichi's liquor cabinet. Grandfather had passed away seven years ago already but the cabinet was still there…

Her thoughts were interrupted again when she heard about a large sum of money.

"400 million just for returning that black case…" The stockier one, 'Wokka', spoke. "What the heck was in that thing?"

"Information about gold…" 'Jin' answered, lighting a smoke. Oh, why had she not taken a seat in a non-smoking car?

"G-Gold…"

"If it gets used well, then 400 million isn't anything…"

"I see… That would explain the excitement, then…"

"Yes, they're probably back at their seat, checking out the view, laughing to themselves. Their last view…"

"Their 'last'…?"

"I mean that the organization has no more use for them… The case we returned is packed with explosives. If it's bumped hard enough, it'll set off a bomb."

Hoshi blinked at the information but didn't give any other outward signs other than her hand twitch when she broke the tip of her pencil. Nonchalantly, she dug a sharpener from her pencil case and began sharpening the pen, all the while pretending she was listening to the B-side of her cassette tape. These guys were obviously dangerous so it was better for her if she didn't show that she'd heard anything.

"Yeah, but what if they drop it or something?" 'Wokka' asked.

"Don't worry… It's extremely important information received at great cost… They wouldn't do anything careless as that. And besides, the bomb is set to go off at 3:10 anyways…" 'Jin' replied.

"It's a time bomb?!"

"Nah… but that's when they're going to accidentally set it off themselves…" The long-haired man chuckled to himself. "Heheheh… And the trigger is last… Ten seconds afterwards, their body and then the train will be blown to smithereens!"

"Don't move… Don't move… And for Kami's sake act normal…" Hoshi bit her lip and she forced her reaction down. She wouldn't have needed to. The kid from before had leaped up, almost directly behind Hoshi and thus startled her. The tip of her pencil cracked.

"S-…" He began. "S-Six times eight equals sixty-four!" The boy said and laughed nervously. Hoshi looked at her pencil which she'd cracked inside the sharpener by accident. With a sigh she opened the ashtray on her seat's armrest and dumped the contents of the sharpener into it. Then she took tiny scissors from her pencil case and began extracting the piece of graphite from the sharpener.

"Tch! Stupid brat… Scared me…" 'Wokka' muttered.

The train stopped at Nagoya. The dangerous duo disembarked there. Hoshi felt the tension melt from her shoulders. Meanwhile past her, the boy zipped past, chasing after the men. Was he suicidal? Oh well, there went his sister.

Hoshi packed her drawing utensils. She needed to act. Aside from that little kid, she seemed to be the only one to know about the existence of the bomb. And she had only few clues picked from the conversation.

"The bomb will go off at fifteen hundred and ten." She thought. "I have forty minutes to find it and to get rid of… Tsukasa-jisan, I wish you were here. Things like these are much more suitable for the police to take care of…"

Picking her bag, Hoshi left the car just when the train moved on from the Nagoya station.

"Let's see… What clues do I have…?" The girl thought back to the conversation she'd heard. "They met someone somewhere. The stockier one lit a smoke right when they came back to their own seats and said something about finally doing so. Maybe their transaction partner didn't like people smoking so they refrained from doing so in their presence in order for the transaction going smoothly…"

She stopped by the map showing all the cars of the train. There were eight non-smoking cars. Less than half of the total amount of cars in the train. Oh, why didn't she take a seat in one of them? Though maybe this time it was good. Otherwise she wouldn't have heard of the bomb and would most likely die from it. Not a pleasant idea.

"What else did they mention about this person? Scenery? From the first floor one could see either the ocean or Mt. Fuji depending on which side one was sitting on but to see the whole scenery, one needed to be in the business cars in the second floor." Hoshi looked up the map again. There was only one non-smoking car among the business cars: number seven.

She was about to take the stairs up to the second floor when the same kid than from before burst through the door and to the map.

"Oh. Are you trying to find the bomb too?" Hoshi spoke, spooking the boy when he whirled to look up at her.

"M-Me? B-Bomb? W-What are you talking about?" The boy laughed nervously.

"Don't take me for a fool. I heard those two, too. I'm on a way to Kyoto and I very much don't want to die before reaching home." Hoshi glared. The boy straightened up and assessed her with narrowed eyes.

"Do you even know where to start?" He asked seriously. Very unlike a normal child. But that wasn't the mystery to be solved now.

"Yes. Non-smoking car in the second floor, number seven." She answered. The boy seemed to think about it, probably going through the same clues that Hoshi had used, and nodded then.

"Sounds reasonable."

"What if you handle the investigation while I see for the general picture then? People are less likely to suspect a child. And I can keep an eye on their reactions better from distance." Hoshi suggested then. She was curious to see how the kid would do.

"Alright. We don't have time to lose."

That was true. Hoshi wasn't too comfortable with this all, but if needed, she'd just throw out all the black cases from that car and hope for the best.

Only four suitcases. That was good. Hoshi watched from the stairs as the boy interacted with the… suspects.

A salaryman going through stocks with his computer. That certainly could refer to the information about gold the men in black had mentioned. Gold stocks. And very protective of his suitcase.

Then there was the business woman. She spoke of the view… Of Mt. Fuji. That was strange. Her seat was on the same side of the train that Hoshi's which mean that on her window she could only see an ocean. While she could probably see Mt. Fuji from the window at the other side of the car, the 'scenery' she and the kid both were referring to, looked out to the ocean.

The salaryman from before got mad at the kid again. And for some reason the boy asked if the business woman had been at the dining car… Had the transaction taken a place there… She said she hadn't been there but… That was the only chance she could've seen Mt. Fuji. And the time when the two men were out of the car doing the transaction had indeed been during the time from Numazu to Shizuoka, when they were passing Mt. Fuji.

"Gotcha…" Hoshi smirked and watched in amusement when the boy went through the half-deaf old man and the yakuza-lookalike. The latter of which was immediately excluded when his case fell to the floor and flew open, revealing what was actually inside. Well, Hoshi had excluded him as soon as she was the careless way the case had been put on the luggage racks. If it had truly contained valuable information, the case would've been held close, like the other three did. Oh well…

The yakuza-lookalike kicked the kid out where his sister was waiting for him. Hoshi in the other hand sat down on a free seat. She needed to keep an eye on the businesswoman. Somehow she'd activate the bomb, probably because of some false instructions she'd been given by the two men. She had a cellphone in her purse so that was probably what she was going to use.

"Fourteen minutes left…" Hoshi breathed in. And out. Her palms were sweating but she needed to stay calm.

With just one minute left, the woman left her seat with her case in tow. Hoshi waited for a moment before following her. It was cutting too close. They descended to the deck.

"Oba-san…" Hoshi addressed the woman who was putting in the number she was about to call. "If I were you, I wouldn't call to the number that was given to you."

"What are you talking about?" The woman frowned, glanced at her watch and then pressed the calling button. Hoshi looked down at the case on the floor. There was no use of talking with the woman. Time was running out. She needed to do something.

A hurried pair of steps ran towards them. Hoshi looked up at the corridor. It was the same kid once again. He was running and… was he going to kick the case out of the window? Normally Hoshi would've scoffed at the idea but something told her to duck. Maybe it was his expression. Or maybe it way his shoes were glowing and sparking.

"Get out of the way!" The boy yelled. Hoshi grabbed the businesswoman by the waist and pulled her out of the line of fire.

The case flew through the window.

BOOM!

The shock wave rocked the train. Hoshi and the woman ended up on the floor.

"W-Who are you?" Was that woman asking it from the kid or from her?

"Edogawa Conan, a detective!" The boy said. Such a unique name. And detective, huh… Well, maybe such a smart kid liked to label himself as such. Hoshi sat up.

"I think someone's gotta call the police…" The girl muttered. She'd probably need to give her statement too. Joy…

"Hey! What have you done now?" And the kid's sister was right on his heels again.

The train was stopped and the police called. The woman was arrested but in the end she didn't know much. Hoshi slipped past the officers and skipped the statement giving. Instead she pulled her phone and dialed a number she'd memorized. She'd gotten the number from his uncle during the first time she met him.

"I'm putting a lock on any voicemails I might leave you." Tsukasa explained.

"But if you put a lock how can I know what you're saying in them?" Hoshi frowned and let her uncle do the work.

"You don't need to know about them yet. Only when you figure out what is the name of my 'Kage' now, then you'll get them. In the meanwhile, you just keep them stored. And when you figure it out and listen to the voicemails, I want you to call to his number. They'll get the information from you."

"Is what you do really that dangerous?"

"Yes, and that's why I'm not giving the password to you yet. You need to figure it out on your own. And when you do, you will be older and hopefully have other information on the background so you understand how dangerous this all is."

"I see… How can you put the lock on my voicemail though?"

"Oh, your brother is not the only one capable of programming." He laughed. He had a nice laugh. "One more thing though… This number I'm giving you. There is one other condition when you can call it too. If you are in danger and it's related to men in black-clothing and the contents of your ojii-san's liquor cabinet."

Hoshi sighed and pressed the call button. There was an answer. Even though her uncle was already dead, apparently the number still worked.

"This is Kagemiya Hoshi. My uncle gave me this number in the case of…" She paused, pondering her wording. "In the case I'm in danger in relation of men in black and the contents of ojii-san's liquor cabinet."

The wording was the key. Keywords… The person answering directed her call to another department.

"Tell us what happened." Someone else said. A male this time.

"The initial danger has passed but…" Hoshi took a deep breath. She couldn't break down now. "There was a bomb in a shinkansen going from Tokyo to Kyoto. Two men in black were in the same car than I and after apparently doing a transaction in the dining car they began talking about it. Aside from me, only a little boy heard it. They talked about the bomb that was set to explode at fifteen hundred and ten. When they left the train in Nagoya, I began to search for their transaction partner with the clues they mentioned in the conversation."

"Why didn't you call earlier?"

"There was only forty minutes left. There was no time."

"You said a code-word for liquors. What were they addressed as?"

"The taller one had long blonde hair. He was called…Gin." The image of the liquor cabinet at home flashed in Hoshi's mind again. "The shorter and stockier one was wearing sunglasses all the time. He was called Vodka."

"Do you know what exactly was exchanged?"

"The men got 400 million yen while allegedly giving the woman information about gold… Gold stocks maybe."

"Kagemiya-san, thank you for this information." The person at the other end of the line spoke. "Your uncle would be proud of you."

"It's… It's alright." Hoshi drew a sharp breath.

"Do you mind if I ask for additional information?"

"It's alright…" The girl repeated pushing back her panic once more.

"How was the bomb disposed of?"

"The woman had gone to the deck to make a call. Apparently she thought she'd get the code to open the case. Instead she triggered the bomb…" Hoshi bit her lip. "There was this kid, Edogawa Conan who was investigating with me. I didn't mean to include him but with him I got the necessary reactions from my suspects to know who the one that met with the two men was. Anyways, he… had these weird shoes… and he kicked the case out of the window just before it exploded."

Silence followed.

"I'm not making this up." Hoshi said immediately.

"I'm not saying so. But this probably warrants more careful look."

"I see."

"Edogawa Conan, you said?" There some clicking of computer keys. "What can you tell about him?"

"Elementary schooler. Came aboard from Tokyo with his family. An older sister and a father or an uncle. I didn't pay that much attention on them."

"I see. Thank you very much." The person clicked some last keys. "There have been instructions to ask this in the case you call, Kagemiya-san, but… Have you managed to open the voicemails your uncle made three years ago?"

"No. It was very cryptic clue. And after his death… I tried to forget…"

"I see. I won't bother you anymore then, Kagemiya-san. Have a good weekend."

"The same for you too…"

Click. The call ended. Hoshi let herself burst in tears as everything that had happened just an hour ago caught up with her.

Tsukiko opened her eyes wearily. Shugo was leaning his elbow against the window pane and watching the countryside and towns whipping past.

"Are we there yet?" She asked.

"Soon. Just a couple of minutes." He replied and looked up at her. "Did you sleep well?"

"Relatively well." Tsukiko mused. Chasing after a bomb wasn't something she'd call relaxing but… At least she'd learnt something new about 'her' past once again.

Kyoto was truly beautiful city. Tsukiko hadn't gotten that good of a glimpse of it when they were on the way to Maizuru harbor but now she had time. She felt like a tourist but in a good way. Looking at the people and buildings with fresh eyes.

"Where is… Tsubaki-baasan's house?"

"Nakagyo-ku, Shimokori-cho…" Shugo began. "And once there, let's see if you can find your own way."

"You are mean."

"I know." The boy grinned. "Don't worry, I'll guide you."

"We're just by Kamogawa, aren't we?" Tsukiko looked around. "This is… Matsubara-dori…"

"And following it to the other side of the river, we'll find Miyagawa-cho where the teahouse murder of movie 7 happened." Shugo pointed onwards. "Right now we are in Shimogyo-ku, near Minoya-cho. We need to go to north along this river so we'll get to baachan's house."

"I see…"

They walked along the river Kamogawa and then turned inland. Through a narrow street in area called Ponto-cho. It was a hanamachi(flower town/geisha district) just like Miyagawa-cho. Tsukiko smiled happily. Had Hoshi really lived around here? While expensive in area, it was also traditional in architecture. It was all very cramped but also very cozy.

"Here." Shugo gave a key to Tsukiko when they stopped in front of one of the buildings. It had wooden door and had two floors. A style of machiya, traditional housing still found in Kyoto. The windows were covered with drapes from the outside. Tsukiko had seen those at Tokyo too on certain areas.

"My key?" Some of the keychain attachments looked like what she'd pick. "Where did you get it?"

"From your bag when you were in the hospital. That's when I blocked some stuff on your phone."

"…Did you touch my voicemail?"

"No. Why I should've? You never use voicemail." Shugo asked in bewilderment.

"I don't but Hoshi did…" Tsukiko thought and inserted the key to the door. It turned easily. The siblings stepped into the hall.

"It seems someone is visiting baachan already…" Shugo remarked at the sight of men's shoes put neatly aside. Tsukiko agreed with the assessment. Since their grandfather Kagemiya Ki'ichi was already dead, there was no other male in the house. Actually… Shugo was the only male Kagemiya left now as even Tsukasa was dead.

There was sound of scratching against the floorboards and a… chipmunk appeared? Something about it rang a bell. Tsukiko kneeled by it.

"…Kara-chan?" She muttered. The chipmunk climbed her palm she held out for it. It was very cute. But what was it doing there?

Then there was two pairs of slippered steps and two people appeared from the hall. Tsukiko recognized one from the series while the other one she could wager a guess to her identity. The chipmunk left her hands and went up the pant leg of the guest in the house. Ayanokoji Fumimaro rubbed the head of the chipmunk when it made it to his shoulder and then slipped into the breast pocket of his suit jacket.

"T-Tadaima?" Tsukiko smiled a bit nervously and stood up.

"Okaeri." The woman smiled. It was Kagemiya Tsubaki. There wasn't really anyone else she could be. The woman stepped forward and enveloped Tsukiko in a hug. It was brief but oh so warm. There was pricking behind Tsukiko's eyes again. She knew this hug and this scent of tea and cookies. With a smile, the girl withdrew from the embrace.

"It's good to see you again, Hoshi-han." Fumimaro spoke then. Tsukiko blinked in surprise.

"You too, uh…" She fumbled for the right way to address the man. Apparently they knew each other but in the other hand she wasn't sure how close they were. Most likely the connection was through Tsubaki or something.

"Fumimaro-han. That's what you used to call me." The police inspector guided her gently. Tsukiko flashed a grateful smile. That sounded correct to her ears.

"Fumimaro-han." She nodded and glanced at Shugo then, question in her eyes.

"He was here with baachan when I came to tell about your awakening and the subsequent amnesia." The boy answered to the unasked question. Tsukiko nodded in understanding, still a bit unnerved about the 'surprise'.

"And I invited him here when Daiki-kun called and told you two would be visiting. Now, why don't we take this conversation to the sitting room?" Tsubaki said then. Good, it was sort of awkward to stand in the genkan with two adults staring down.

"Sounds good." Shugo agreed and gave Tsukiko a pair of slippers from the cabinet nearby. The two teens changed from shoes to slippers and followed the two adults to the sitting room that had tatami mats and a chabudai table in the middle of the room with four gingko leaf patterned zabuton pillows. Were they of Fusae brand then? The light brownish orange color was pretty though.

And the house in general… it seemed faintly familiar all in all. The coloring, the structure and floorplan, the photos on the shelves and other decorations…

"Hoshi-chan? Why don't you sit with us?" Tsubaki's voice interrupted Tsukiko's train in thought. The girl looked up to notice that the other three had already sat down by the table.

"Sorry, it seems like I zoned out a bit." She smiled and sat down next to Shugo and opposite Tsubaki. "I try to familiarize myself with everything again…"

"I see. How have you been coping during these past months then?" Tsubaki asked, pouring tea to cups. It was still steaming.

"I… I'm not sure." Tsukiko sighed. "I keep making references and having this feeling of familiarity with different things but when I start to think about them more closely, the context escapes me. And before I even knew that I had amnesia, those flashes were… terrifying as I couldn't understand them."

"And why did you come here now?" Tsubaki set the cups in front of each of them. Shugo picked his own and took a sip while Tsukiko simply held hers in her hands.

"Shugo approached me last week. And told me about things. It gave me a better understanding of what was going on with me and… I wanted to come and see if this place would help me remember."

"How much do you remember, Hoshi-han?" Fumimaro asked.

"Fragments. But as I said, things feel familiar even if I'm not sure how to interact with them. Just like with you, F-Fumimaro-han." Tsukiko fumbled over the inspector's name. "I recognized your face but wasn't sure how familiar we… were or how to address you."

The man nodded in understanding. Tsukiko sighed and felt like a knot of tension was loosening in her stomach. She glanced at Shugo who smiled at her encouragingly and then at Tsubaki who was sipping the tea. Tsukiko decided to take a sip too. She liked tea and was sure that Tsubaki's tea was excellent. The woman was after all Hoshi's – hers – grandmother.

The tea was tasty. Yasmine.

"How have you been in Tokyo? Made any friends?" Tsubaki asked then.

"Oh yes. I go to Teitan High School in Beika-cho. Class 1-B. From our class I have gotten to know Miyoshi Mai-san and Maki Namida-san. Then there's class 2-B. I know a couple of girls from there too."

"Names, Hoshi-chan. Don't go holding back on me. It's a bad habit of yours." The woman reprimanded.

"Ah, yes…" It was so weird. The conversation just flowed and it didn't feel awkward anymore. It was like there was no amnesia in the play. Were her and Hoshi so alike really? "There are Mouri Ran-san, Suzuki Sonoko-san and Sera Masumi-san."

"It seems you met the two girls from before again then." Fumimaro remarked.

"Again?" Tsukiko frowned. Shugo spoke up then.

"I mentioned the murder at the tea house across the river when we were coming here. What I didn't mention that you accompanied Ayanokoji-san here to the crime scene and met with Ran-chan and Sonoko-san… Along with Kazu-chan, Hei-chan and chibi-tantei."

"Chibi-tantei?" Tsukiko smiled wryly, storing the nick-name for later use. And that was interesting. Apparently Hoshi had been part of Crossroad in the Ancient Capital. Tsukiko couldn't wait to remember it!

"Conan-kun." Shugo corrected. "But it seems that they've forgotten about Kagemiya Hoshi… It's not a surprise really. You met only once after all and your hairstyle changed in between that day and your new introduction to them as Okiya Tsukiko."

"Okiya Tsukiko?" Fumimaro repeated. "Wasn't that the name of the girl who jumped after Mouri Ran when she went overboard on Aegis Hotaka?"

"What?" Tsubaki gasped. "Hoshi-chan, you…"

"Ran-san's lifejacket was damaged! She could've drowned!" Tsukiko defended. "Besides it was Kage, not me!"

That shut them up.

"Kage… Hoshi-chan, when did you…?" Tsubaki seemed to be at loss of words but composed herself then, straightening in her seiza and smoothed out her kimono, folding her hands on her lap then. "Ki'ichi said that something traumatic needed to happen for the secondary personality to develop. A need to protect yourself and later others once the personality is realized… What happened?"

"It was after the Tanabata mess at Tokyo Tower." Tsukiko said in small voice but her expression dared anyone to disapprove her actions. "I was investigating with Conan-kun and then the terrorists appeared."

"Hoshi-han…" Fumimaro began but seeing the mutinous expression on the girl's face, amended his way of addressing the girl. It was a concession to her situation where she had worked from. No real past to fall back to and thus doing whatever she felt right. "Tsukiko-han, could you tell us from the beginning what has happened to you while in Tokyo? Not every detail but the main parts. While Shugo-han have told some to your grandmother he also had his own life to live."

"Yes." Tsukiko nodded, relieved that she could exclude the organization. Next to her, Shugo let out a sigh of relief, too. "I've heard that I left for Tokyo soon after okaa-san died. Once there…"

And she told them. The accident. The hospital stay. Picking up her name. Getting a place to stay and later finding a person to trust even with her amnesia. Stumbling upon murders and getting mixed into investigations. Making friends. Awakening her secondary personality (excluding Red Moon though. She was a mystery to be solved.). Getting flashback and then meeting with Shugo and finding out about her 'real' past.

"Tokyo sounds so dangerous place…" Tsubaki sighed at the end of Tsukiko's explanation. "Are you sure you want to stay there?"

"Yes. I promise to call and visit but… Beika-cho is my current hometown. My friends are there. I don't… Until I remember more, I don't feel comfortable in leaving." Tsukiko smiled apologetically.

"It's alright. I understand. Kagemiya's have a habit of leaving their home." The woman nodded. "Tsubame to Hokkaido, Tsubasa to Europe and then to Saitama, Tsukasa to Tokyo… Why, Ki'ichi moved to Nagoya in his youth but then came back to marry me."

The conversation drew to close.

"Now, why don't you explore this house a bit? I'm sure you'll find many of your old hiding places, Hoshi-chan."

"I'll do that." Tsukiko nodded and was about to get up when another thought crossed her mind. "And Tsubaki-baasan… It's Tsukiko. I'm currently Okiya Tsukiko and it's a name I identify with. Please call me that."

"Tsukiko-chan." Tsubaki nodded. "Do you think one day you'll be Kagemiya again?"

"One day, yes." Tsukiko agreed. "But not quite yet."

A/N: Now that I re-read this before posting, I remember surfing the Google Maps and Wikipedia when searching for the place where the Kagemiya's used to live. It was fun but nerve-wracking.

And when re-reading I also remember how surprisingly fun I had with writing Hoshi since... She knows nothing of Conan and thus acts accordingly. Introducing Tsukiko to Tsubaki and Fumimaro was a bit of a spurr of a moment but I hope this still makes sense.

I threw quite a bit Japanese furniture jargon in here but I hope in the context they make sense and I don't need to explain them here. And I hope that the timeline makes also sense even if I don't separately mark 'Flashback start' and 'Flashback end'.

Happy Spring and Easter everyone! I'll eventually get back to you with the next chapter. I also have a one-shot featuring Tsukasa and bit about the Kagemiya family but it's quite a big spoiler so I won't be posting it yet.