A/N: I got this idea from the authors: kitameguire and Lilly Edogawa. I was too shy to ask for permission and i apologize to the authors for that and if this bothers you in anyway, just say the word and i'll delete this. Yes, so i would like to apologize to the authors for not asking first and everything. Anyways, i hope you enjoy.

Disclaimor: I do not own the idea(s) that come with the story, they are rightfully owned by kitameguire and Lilly Edogawa. I do not own Detective Conan or Magic Kaito in anyway or form.

-/You know you're obsessed with Detective Conan when you…

When you point your watch at your teacher and try to stun him.\-

I sighed as the clock droned on along with the teacher. I could tell everyone was falling asleep with the lecture. I mean, seriously, who tells a freakin' long lecture as soon as the students get to school? It's just cruel, really. I glanced up at the face of my teacher.

He wore glasses and his hair was a dark brown and his face was already filling with frown lines and wrinkles on his forehead from too much stress. A small smile formed on my lips as he flashed to Kudou Yuusaku. A childish smile on his face as the figure of my imagination pulled a hand up to a peace sign and winked towards my best friend, her being unknowing the whole time. My lips pursed as I tried to hold in my giggle as she looked up and looked at me with a raised brow. I shook my head and looked back down at my notes, the figure disappearing.

When I looked up, Yuusaku was gone and replaced with the deep set face of the teacher once more. I rolled my eyes as he gave me a stern look at my strange staring before I looked towards the clock on the wall discretely. Man, still a lot more of this crap.

My face leaned against my arms in silent exasperation and my friend smiled at my pout. At least we sat next to each other. I guess that's one good thing about being in this class with Mr. reminds-me-of-Yuusaku-but-is-nothing-like-him.

My eyes wandered up my arm and before I knew it, I was looking at my watch. It was a rather normal-looking one, but it sparked a bright idea into my mind. I sat up and grabbed my pencil case, opening it quickly and fishing through it with a smirk lighting my face. My friend brushed her black hair behind her ear, looking at me curiously as I took out a black marker.

Immediately, I started to carefully make four little lines on it and she raised a brow at me again, noting my insane grin.

She face-palmed lightly when I flipped the cap up on my watch, making the little markings I had made become obviously crosshairs. She knew exactly where this was going. I slouched in my seat and took my aim to my teacher's neck, making sure he didn't notice what I was doing. When it was lined up perfectly, I clicked the button on the side quickly.

Nothing happened except for the clocks second-hand to move forward once.

I clicked the watch shut with a deep sigh and my friend rolled her eyes with a small giggle, barely noticeable, travelling to my ears through the lecture of the man I had just tried to tranquilize. I ran a hand through my short hair for a moment, and then looked up at the clock above the teacher's head one more. I groaned loudly, a few eyes looking at me, but I didn't care as my jaw came down on my desk with a thump and I gazed balefully up at the teacher who resembled a dull and mean Yuusaku as he gave me another stern look.

Still half an hour to go...