A/N: Sorry for the wait and this pathetic chapter, I had a camping trip for a week and an idea for another fic. Leave a review? –Shakes tin can.- And while your at it, why don't you check out Withered Orchid and leave a review there::Insert pleading look here.::

A Tale of Fangs and Fur

Chapter sixteen: Another werewolf and a party

By: Kat-chan

Upon stepping beyond the door into the Detective agency and announcing his arrival, he had regretted it. The one who stood before him, surprising him on his birthday, had not been Ran. There was neither 'Surprise, Happy birthday Conan' nor a 'Welcome home and Happy Birthday, Conan-kun'. No, someone somewhere who hated him decided to have some crazed looking woman with dark hair and slightly crimson eyes greet him with a 'Welcome home, my dear pup'. That wasn't even the worst of it.

She was the damned monster that attacked him that night and made him a monster.

Oh, and that still wasn't the half of it. The Mouri's Detective Agency was a disaster. Someone really hated him to give him such a lousy birthday gift. He was really hoping for a fun birthday…

To bad Conan never got what he wanted.

"So what happened here?" Conan growled to the woman who, when his asked her name, wouldn't tell him it. He was sitting on a ragged couch besides the strange woman, staring around a ransacked room wondering what the hell had happened. The werewolf knew he'd be in trouble when Kogoro got home. His day really had gone from heaven to hell.

"I don't know."

"Who did this?! Don't lie!" He snapped, eyes narrowing on her in a sharp glare. Neither Kogoro nor Ran would be very happy to see they're home in ruin. What a great day.

"Well, I don't know. When I came here, the door was open and the room was like this," She shrugged. Really, she was getting on his nerves more so then when he first discovered her in the agency.

Wonderful, Really wonderful. Couldn't he have one decent birthday? Wait, he knew the answer to that! NO.

The bespectacled werewolf was rather irate and he'd like nothing more then to call the cops on this woman. They'd hall her away too, hopefully. She did break in. That had to count for something, right?

Of course, she was a werewolf too. She probably had inhuman strength or something; the handcuffs wouldn't stand a chance… Why were things so damn complicated? Wasn't he punished enough by being shrunken back into preadolescence and being forced to hide from a crime organization that, if they found out he was alive, would kill everyone around him? Really now.

Life just loved to take away every bit of joy or normalcy he tried to take hold of. He sighed, wonder how worse things could get. "Why are you here, anyways?"

"I wanted to meet you." Were her only words before she decided to stand and make her way to the door. Pulling it open, she looked back at him with a small smile. "Bye."

He had managed to clean up the room some before Ran had arrived, but it still wasn't enough. The couch was still torn up too, no way to hide that. There were also plenty of broken things that could only be thrown out and their absence would be noticed. So, when Ran entered the room seeing a torn couch and things missing, she stared at him, long, hard, and expectantly. He, regrettably, hadn't thought of an excuse and was in quite the spot.

"I- I don't know…" He could tell her another werewolf had visited, maybe torn up the place while claiming not to know what happened, but he hadn't the faintest idea of how she'd react. Besides, he wasn't sure if she had even been thinking of werewolves or whatever since his 'special' day began and he didn't want to make her start now. He wondered, now, if there were any good things left in this day. He still had that 'secret' party Ran had planned, right?

However he currently pondered if she'd actually go through with the party since the agency had been broken into and ransacked. The police would have to be called, though nothing seemed to be stolen, only broken. Also, Conan had cleaned up the 'crime' scene. Couldn't be helped, right? "Are you going to cancel the secret thing you have planned?" He voiced, curiously and a bit sadly.

"No, it's your special day and I want you to enjoy it," The young woman smiled. She came over to him, kneeling down and looking him in the eyes. "I don't think anything is stolen anyways."

She produced a blindfold from her pocket, took of his glasses (Which he tried to protect), and tied it over his eyes. Curious, Conan opened his mouth to question the reason of the blind fold. 'Surprise party' something screamed in the back of his mind, which he ignored. "Why am I blind folded?" He questioned, anyways.

"You'll see!" She giggled. Hearing her stand and her foot steps move behind him, he then felt himself lifted up into her arms. It was all too obvious that it was a surprise party, but he had resigned to playing ignorant. Letting an excited smile slip on to his lips as part of the ignorant, childish act, he wiggled in her arms impatiently.

"I can't wait!" He cheered.

His eyes had been relieved of the blindfold; Conan had been greeted by a loud chorus of 'Surprise! Happy birthday Conan!' He played the part of a surprised child, but wished it could have been more genuine. After getting his glasses back and putting them back on as fast as humanly possible, Conan scanned the crowd. All the smiling faces of the Detective boys' members, Agasa, Hattori, Kazuha, Sonoko, and lastly a frowning Kogoro greeted him. One smiling, tanned, Osaka-ben speaking boy stepped out and over to him, kneeling down. "Hey, Ku- Conan-kun, surprised?"

"Of course, Heiji-niichan." He smiled a bit forced to the Detective of the West and one of the people who knew both secrets. "So, what did you get me?"

"Conan-kun, that's rude!"

'I'm just playing my part as a kid!' He thought, distressed. "Sorry, Ran-neechan."

The werecat ruffled Conan's hair, earning a growled protest, before returning over to Kazuha to talk about something. The real party began after that. During the first part of the party, they played child games which he was suppose to enjoy. He didn't, feeling very embarrassed playing children's games. That was until, while playing pin the tail on the donkey, he 'accidentally' pin the tail on Kogoro.

He got hit on the head for it, but it was worth it to see Korogo's expression. He had pretty much forgotten about the other werewolf and everything bad from his day. Agasa gave one of his lame quizzes before a detective game. The quiz was easy and it answered it in a matter of seconds. The detective game happened to be something close to 'Clue', but it was a card game with three cards laid out.

The evening sped by very quickly and finally it was time for cake. 'Happy birthday' was sung and the cake had been cut. Upon receiving his portion, his face was shoved into it by Kogoro. Glaring through frosting smeared glasses he had tried to wipe clean while everyone laughed, the boy couldn't help but start laughing himself. Especially when Ran felt the need to punish her father by returning the favor, he wished he had a camera.

When he finally got to eating the cake (not the same one shoved in his face), he had managed to make a mess on his already messy face. The laughter started up again. The werewolf blinked, appearing very confused as he shoved a forkful of cake into his mouth. "What?" He asked thought a mouthful of cake.

There was a flash from somewhere and his eyes shot towards it. He caught a glimpse of Hattori stowing a way a camera. His eyes narrowed suspiciously, but he didn't have time to dwell on the thought. The last mouthful of cake had been his last so Ran had decided it was time to open presents.