Title: Caught

Chapter Title:Into the Night

Author: Rasei

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Detective Conan.

Couples: canon couples

A/N: This brings us to all new content from the first time the story was reposted. The next chapter will be posted in December.

-Day 1

9:00 PM

Midori Lodge-

The person frowned at what he written that day, and groan. they wanted to delete the whole thing, maybe the whole book. 'Why is it so much harder to write when you already have a best seller?' they bitterly thought, pounding their head into the desk. They were to busy thinking, to notice the door opening and shutting.

"You are going to kill perfectly good brain cells by doing that," said a voice behind them. They jumped, and look at Daisuki. Daisuki was holding a pillow in one hand, and his laptop in the other.

"Daisuki-san, don't scare me like that. You could have made me do something I would hate to do," said the person sighing with relief.

"You mean faint?" said Daisuki, smirking. The person blushed, and look down.

"You know me far to well, Daisuki-san." The bland whisper reply made Daisuki's smirk disappeared.

"You still don't know me well, enough, my belove. If you did, you would have known I was joking," said Daisuki, tossing the pillow onto the bed. The person smiled slightly, than sighed.

"Was the second book harder for you to write then the first?" they asked. Daisuki sat on the bed, and frowned.

"Remember I was younger than you are, and was still in high school when I wrote my second book. I was so sleep deprave from going to school, having a part-time job, and writing, that I honestly don't remember writing the second book. Plus my first book was no-where as popluer as your first book," said Daisuki, as he put his laptop on the nightstand.

"Have you ever wanted to delete most of your book, and start over from the beginning?"

"Of course. Sometimes I just open up a new document, and free write. Or contact someone I trust like Shouma or Kudo and have them read it." The person listen to the advice and then smile.

"Do you want to read it?"

"Sure, but I have another idea," said Daisuki, as he started taking off his shirt.

"Really?"

"Did you know sex could help make with story plotting?" Daisuki lower his voice to be husky, and smile. The person felt a blush over coming his face, then shook his head.

"Is that proven?"

"Why don't we test it out ourselves?" The person smiled, knowing soon their vocation would be over and they would be seperated for a short time.

- 9:35 PM

Tokyo -

The man in black pajama's yawned as he stared into his reflection. His cheeks were still slightly hollow from the incident a couple of weeks ago. He knew he was lucky, really lucky that he didn't dead.

"Are you almost done in there?" asked a voice behind him. He turn to look at his lover, who smiled at him. At least one good thing came out of that whole mess. How could he been so shy for all those months, when the kisses that she gave were heaven.

"Almost," he said.

- 9:48 PM

Midori Lodge -

The door shut behind us, and I could feel everything changing. the kitchenette had both a fridge and a stove. The little sitting room was nice, with a couch that could swallow me whole, a television about my size, and one window peeking outside. I could see it was snowing even harder, making it unlikely that Gin would be coming tonight.

"Hey, brat. Go to bed," commanded Mouri, yawning slightly as he turned on the television. I went to get my night clothing, but remember something.

"Detective Mouri, I cannot," I said, making my voice sound even younger. Mouri sigh, lifted up his head, and glared.

"Give me one good reason. And it better not invovled Genta eating cream pies made by evil alien clowns."

"My pajamas are still in the car. We didn't bring in the bags, Detective Mouri," I said, making my voice sound tiny. Instead of the yelling like I thought he would, Mouri sighed.

"The bags... I forgot about them. Give me a minute, then I will go grab them," he said again. He shut his eyes, and then sighed again. Mouri finally stood up, and stretched.

"Do you want me to go with you, Detective Mouri?" I asked, trying to see if I'm allowed out of his sight.

"The snow might swallow you up, and Yu... Ran would kill me if that happen." I raised an eyebrow at the mistake he made. Yu... who would Yu be? He started heading out of the room, then paused. He turned back to look at me.

"Is something that matter?" I asked, when he didn't move.

"You know, you can call me Kogoro or Kogoro-oji. You don't always have to call me Detective Mouri," he said, frowning. I blinked, but before I said another word, he left.

I turned to the window, and peeked outside. The view was mostly trees, and a corner of the dirt parking lot. Sighing, I walked to the doorway. Mouri... no Kogoro left the door open slightly.

As I peeked out into the hallway, I see Hideo-oji coming up the staircase. He didn't have the mug in hand anymore. He walked to the door across the hallway, and three down. As his door shut, another door open across the hall from his and one down. I think that would be room six.

An old grandmotherly woman stepped out, and looked around. She to was familiar. She smile patiently at me, then walked to the door across the hall. She started to knock, but froze. She gasp loud enough for me to hear, then lean closer to eavesdropped. Steps on the stairwell, made her back away from the door. The old woman hurriedly step back towards her room. Even from where I was peeping, I could tell she was horrified by something. I wanted to leave the safety of my room, but the person on the staircase arrived.

It was the familiar man from the streets. He stared at the old woman, who still looked horrify. She darted back into her room. The man limped on his left leg to the eavesdropped door, and put his ear to it. He let out a small laugh, and shook his head. The door left to it open, and two people exited it. One was Asaka, and the other was a pretty, woman with blond hair. The eavesdropper just smiled slight then shook his head at Asaka.

"Spying on people again? One of these days, that will get you in trouble, Zabi-san," said Asaka, his voice tainted with humor. The woman laughed lowly.

"Jake, I'm sure it already gotten him in trouble."

"Isn't spying part of my job, Jake-san, Sai-san?" said the eavesdropper. Jake open his mouth, when I sneezed. All three of them turned to look at me. I gave them my best innocent look. It worked on the woman, Asaka smiled and waved, and the eavesdropper's eyes narrow.

There where more footsteps on the stairway, and Kogoro appeared with both bags. He frown slightly at the sight of me, then shook his head.

"One of these days, you will spy on the wrong person and get in trouble," sighed Kogoro. There was laughter in the hallway from Asaka and the woman. Asaka whispered something into the woman's ear, and she giggled harder. She jerk her head back into the room that she exited from, which made him nod.

"Well good night, Detective Mouri, Mini-Doyle, Zabi-san. My girlfriend has change her mind from a walk outside," said Asaka, reentering the room he left. His girlfriend followed, and the door shut.

Zabi shook his head, then sighed. He looked at the door that the old woman enter, then shook his head. He limped to room number nine and entered. Kogoro shrugged to himself, then walked passed me into our suite.

"Shut the door."

"Yes, sir." After the suite door shut, Kogoro dropped my bag to the ground. He still had snow on himself.

"It's really starting to snow out there," he said, as he walked to the nearest bedroom door. I look toward the hallway door, and wonder what the old woman and the guy overheard. Was it something one of them would blackmail the owner of the room? Was it something to kill for? I shook my head as Kogoro reenter the room. As he sat back on the couch, he said,

"Conan, bed now."

"Yes, Dete... Kogoro-oji."

-10:03 PM

Midori lodge-

'How could that person do such a thing? That... that... monster... He should rot in hell for it...' They turned away from the door, and stared off into space. Their eyes landing on a book, and they smirked.

'That what I should do... No one would ever realize I did it. After all, I gotten away with murder before.'

"Your days are number," whisper their voice in the small hotal room.

-10:21 PM

Osaka-

Heiji hurriedly walk through the streets, knowing that his parents were going to kill him. He had spent too long looking up Emi-san's parents. The name Genji Zubaki popped up early in his investigation, who he looked into.

Genji Zubaki was born to a fisherman forty-three years ago. Zubaki was fairly average if you ignore the fact that he ran with the son of a Yukuza leader back in high school. Since high school, he seemed to stay in touch with the son. That was until the son died in a mysterious boating accident twenty years ago. Since then Zubaki had good fortunes, but a string of mysterious accidents following him behind.

Heiji frown, thinking about Emi and Zubaki. Emi's banker father and Zubaki enter in a partnership four years ago. From what Heiji could tell, within the last six months, Emi's father changed his will to leaving everything to Emi and in turn her to Zubaki. He died less than a month later with his wife.

He also found something that he didn't realize about Emi. Emi's birth record didn't list her father as her father but instead it was left blank. From the records, Emi's mother married Emi's father when she was two months pregnant with Emi. Emi's father was overseas for four months before the marriage.

His thoughts were interrupted as a familiar car slowed to a stop next to him. Heiji sighed, turning to look at his father's car. It seemed like he was getting a lecture earlier then he thought. Opening the door, he slid in.

"Why are you investigating Genji Zubaki?" asked his father. Heiji was surprise at no sign of a lecture. He decided to go with the truth for now.

"Emi Hiko called Kazuha, and told her that her parents were murder. She asked Kazuha for me to look into it."

His father look surprise, then smiled.

"It's good that she is alive. I was thinking that Zubaki had killed her."

"What is up with Zubaki, Dad?"

"He is dangerous, Heiji. I want you to be careful if you continue this line of investigation."

"What no making me back down? No, Heiji, you should focus on your studies?"

"I could grounded you until your eighteen," said his father, almost smiling. Heiji turned his head away.

"Plus I know you, son. You wouldn't back down, and you do focus hard on your studies most of the time. I want you to be careful through, we believe that Zubaki has killed several people."

"How did you even figure out I was looking into Zubaki anyway?"

Heiji's father smiled,

"You claim you're a detective. Figure it out." As he park the car, he turn to look at Heiji. "I'm not covering for you from your mother."