Thousand Stars

Sup guys. I just was hanging out around iFunny, and I saw this sweet pic, so I was like, "Lord, give me one good reason why I shouldn't make this a Shin&Kai story." I got no answer, so I assumed that meant that he was okay with it!

Disclaimer: *slams palms on desk* I told you, your honor, that I do not own Detective Conan. I thought I had clearly stated that when this trial began. I do not understand why the plaintiff is trying to sue me.

Chapter One: A Lucid Dream

Definition: A dream where you are aware of the fact that you are dreaming. With practice, you may be able to control the dream.

Shinichi's POV

When I was little, I had a dream. It was what people call today a lucid dream. Of course, I had no control over the dream, since I was young, but I did understand that I was dreaming. Today, I know I was seeing a person from the future in that dream.

When I woke up within the dream, I could see the galaxy around me. Stars shone brightly the same way they did before a meteor shower. And instead of the black space I had anticipated, I saw swirls of electric blue, golden yellow, emerald, and shimmering violet. I could feel the awe growing in my mind and heart as I looked around. When I looked down at my feet, I saw myself floating in the midst of the space. It was at that moment that I had realized I was having a dream, being the junior detective I had been at the time.

After a moment, I jumped at the sound of the swishing of a cape. Looking back, I remember the pristine white suit that glimmered softly and seemed so out of place in that space. I remember the rose-colored tie, and the cerulean blouse hidden neatly underneath the coat of his suit. I can vividly remember the adorable silk top hat with the baby blue ribbon wrapped around it. Even the glimmer of that peek-a-boo monocle was seared into my memory. However, what I remember the most, is the unforgettable violet eyes scanning me intently. The taunting smirk that accompanied it seemed to challenge me into a battle of wits.

"Hmmmm..." The mysterious man said, bending down to my height and looking me up and down. "Why are you a child?" He asked, as though I had known the answer. His head was tilted casually to the side, as though the question was more natural then the blue sky.

"I'm seven." I had replied bluntly. "Of course I'm a child." I frowned in annoyance at the man as his eyes seemed to dance with delight. My arms were crossed in front of my small torso.

"Ah, so I went back ten years." He nodded thoughtfully, as he straightened up. "I see..." Then he seemed to snap out of his trance and spoke. "Well Shinichi-kun, there's something I want to share with you." He smiled genuinely, and I dropped my offended stance.

"Wha-what is it?" My childish demeanor had broken through my not-so-nice-kid act. For a moment, we stared at each other, him smiling, and I waiting.

Then he took a breath and gestured to the stars. "You see these stars Shinichi-kun?" The man asked, and I nodded rapidly. "I have a request for you about them."

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. 'What could an adult want a child to do that wasn't stupid?' I had thought. Yet I listened to his request. "What is it?"

The man smiled warmly. "Shinichi-kun, you might think I'm lying, but I want you to do something very important." I nodded eagerly, wanting to know what a child could do that was so important. "I want you to make a thousand stars Shinichi-kun. In any way that you can."

I began to pout, realizing the man was kidding me. "Why?" I demanded childishly.

Nevertheless, he smiled warmly once more. "If you do, I can grant you a single wish. It can be anything you want." He clapped his hands gleefully, letting doves fly out of his sleeves, confetti pop out, and make a glitter shower.

I smiled. "I'll explain how you did that another time." I had waved it off before going on. "But aren't you lying to me? No one can make wishes come true except for charity donators, organ donators, rich guys, and God." I pointed out.

A smirk reappeared on the man's face. "Oh trust me Shinichi-kun, when the time comes for your wish, I'll be able to grant it." Now that I'm looking back at this. It wasn't a smirk. It had actually been a knowing smile...

"A-are you sure?" I asked cautiously, feeling the awareness of the dream fading. I began to accept the fact that floating in the air was completely rational.

The magician only laughed. "Our time is up. But yes, I'm sure." He pulled something out of his pocket and put it into my hand, closing a fist around it. "Here. This will be your first star Shinichi-kun. Good bye." The man stood up and smiled brightly. "The next time we meet is when you complete your task." He finished, right before my brain forced me awake.

When I awoke that morning, the first star was inside my chest pocket, slightly shimmering in the same way that man's suit had. Which wasn't at all surprising, since the star was silky and white. Setting the star on my desk, I noticed the time was eight o'clock in the morning, on Saturday.

Creeping to the kitchen on tippy toes, I found a large glass jar in one of the cabinets and took it back up to my room. Then I let the white star float gently into the jar. But then I remembered the flash of pink on the refrigerator door in the kitchen, so I tip toed to get that too. Once found and read, I sighed.

'Dear Shin-chan,

Okaa-san and Otou-san are out today because of work. We might be a little late to come home, but we made sure to book you dinner with the Hakase. I made the rest of your meals, and they're in the fridge. I'm sorry sweetheart, but we'll be back before you know it! Kisses!

~Kaa-san and Tou-san

P.s: Don't bother Ran-chan today! She's out with her family!'

Clutching the pink note, I searched for my supposed breakfast, which consisted of cereal. My heart felt heavy, and I ate the breakfast as slowly as possible before throwing the bowl and spoon into the dishwasher. It was in the library later, that I found piles of dark blue construction paper and a pair of scissors in the very back of the room.

For a reason I still can't fathom today, I sat down and began to cut out small miniature stars. Before I could get two of them done, I went to find the jar in my room and a black permanent marker. When I came back to the library, I hot-glued the silver star on the cap, and wrote in impressive cursive, 'One Thousand Stars'.

Seven year old Shinichi Kudou had sat down once more and began to work on the stars, tallying the total on the very glass of the jar. That night when I counted again, I realized I had made fifty stars in total, and sixty scars on my hands. From that day onwards, whenever I felt sad or lonely, I had made stars.

I didn't know why, but they had always seemed to make me feel better. Even today I can't figure out how they work. But I still remember that shining white star on the very top... Seeming to give me hope at all times.

End chapter! I hope you liked it! I wanted to make I seem like Shinichi was telling the story to you (the reader) so it would seem like a lucid dream. I also think writing Shinichi as a kid was really fun! Even writing KID was the best! I dunno how well I did with that note though... Oh well, I hope you guys can drop a review! And make star donations everyone! Shinichi can't possibly make the stars all on his own! So please leave a star as donation at the end of your reviews! Thank you! I also have an example below...

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Also, please don't give me a thousand stars in one review, I think other people should donate too. Although God should bless you for your generosity! Sorry for the short chapter guys!

Adieu!

~Crescent T.