A/N:Okay, yes, I realize it has been two years since I even touched Tooi no Koe. I am rewriting it completely as it is a product of its age. So let me bring you the newer version of this story. I am mostly writing for my fans who are into DC, as I myself am not really into Conan anymore. The fandoms that have my interest currently would be Earthbound, Undertale, Higurashi and Magi. :d But hey, old habits die hard. So yeah, the pairing is Kaishin, but they're platonic as they're cousins and incest is wrong. So, I figured this story deserved a decent rewrite.

I am not expecting this to be updated constantly-expect an update whenever I have the muse strike me. Special thanks to the user killuanatsume for always believing in this story. Anyhow, in some universe somewhere, Shinichi never became Conan. This is one of those universes.

"Cousins are those rare people who ask how we are and then wait to hear the answer. – Ed Cunningham"

Chapter One: The Meitantei and the Thief

The hot summer sun beat down hard on the inhabitants of Tokyo, bathing them in its heat. However, by no means did that stop the children and youth of Tokyo from enjoying themselves-plenty of them were out and about on this hot July day, going to amusement parks, playing on playgrounds, laughing and talking-just being children.

Many children were enjoying themselves at a playground where their parents watched-like a flock of eagles, ever watchful of the occasional pervert or kidnapper who might attempt to abduct a child from their very noses.

As the innocent children laughed and played, there were two in particular who attracted the most attention from the other kids-particularly by how unusual they were acting for their age.

The first was a young boy who appeared to be around eight or so years old, swinging his legs up and down on the bench he was seated on, ignoring everyone else entirely. His face was buried in an enormous tome, already halfway through the text, it seemed, by the way his cobalt orbs were scanning every word voraciously.

"How exciting," He whispered to himself, "How will Holmes solve this case?"

The other kids his age did not bother to come near.

"Why don't you stop reading your dumb books and come play with us, Kudo?" They cried.

"Kudo" did not answer them, the child merely turned his attention back to his book.

Kudo, or Shinichi Kudo, was a quiet and introverted child who preferred reading or being by himself and acting out cases his father had solved rather than playing with other children his own age. His hair was brown and stuck up in an unusual cowlick at the top of his head.

"Tch, I don't need to play with you guys," Shinichi grumbled, "Just leave me alone."

"Kudo thinks he's too good to play with the rest of us!" A little girl huffed, throwing sand at the young boy from the sandbox she was playing in.

"Hey, you're gonna ruin this book!" Shinichi yelped, throwing his arms up as if to shield the book, but in the process he fell to the ground, causing the other children to laugh.

"You're such a spoiled brat! You oughta stop reading those dumb books. Kudo is such a nerd." A boy taunted, picking up Shinichi's book and tossing it to his other cohorts.

"Give it back!" Shinichi cried, his face red with anger and embarrassment.

"What are you gonna do? Arrest us?" They taunted.

Shinichi paused for a second, and then smirked. "I'm gonna punt you."

"Huh?"

The boy only had a second to react before a soccer ball was sent flying right at his face and gave him a bloody nose.

"Thanks, itoko!" He called out at a second figure, who'd appeared right in front of the other children, grinning dangerously at them, his violet eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Oh no, it's Kuroba!" The children shrieked.

"Sorry won't save you. You bullied my cousin. Suffer the consequences of Kuroba Kaito's newest magic trick!"

In a second, several of the kids were now buried in sand and confetti.

When they shook their heads, they screamed upon seeing that their hair was now a different color than it should be.

"Don't touch Shinichi again! Are you all right, Shinichi?" Kaito said, coming over to his cousin, who was looking more than a little annoyed that he couldn't have chased off his tormenters himself.

"I could've handled that myself, Kaito," He grumbled.

Kaito threw a piece of confetti at his face. "I don't like bullies."

"Doesn't mean I couldn't have solved it myself."

Kaito reached behind him and then in a flash, revealed that he'd been holding Shinichi's book this whole time. "Want it back? Then you need to thank me, the great Kuroba Kaito, for saving your butt!"

"Kaito-"

"I'm joking! Here it is!" He said, handing it to Shinichi, who frowned.

"They got a lot of sand on it." He complained. "Tousan's gonna kill me for getting it dirty."

"I think they already know," Kaito said, chuckling and pointing with his finger over at where the other children were being scolded by a particularly angry Kuroba Chikage and Yukiko Kudo.

"Kaasan is terrifying when she's angry," Shinichi muttered with a shudder, as now his mother was approaching, smiling blissfully.

"Girls are scary. Except for Bakoko and that friend of yours-Ran." Kaito muttered.

"Hey, Kaito, let's make a promise. Promise you'll come visit me more often?"

"Promise you'll become a great detective? A meitantei? Sure, once my father performs his latest tour. We'll be in town again soon." Kaito said as the two of them shook hands and laughed.

Kaito's father approached the both of them, and patted their heads.

"Son, you did a good thing there. But promise me you won't go dying their hair anymore."

"Aw, it was fun!" Kaito pouted.

"Magic is not to be used as a tool to harass."

"I was protecting my cousin!" Kaito complained.

"As a punishment, you'll be having some sushi for dinner tonight after the show. Both of you will be coming along."

Shinichi and Kaito grinned at each other as they sat in the auditorium, watching their favorite relative step out on the stage.

"Isn't Tousan the coolest?" Kaito chirped, watching his father with starry eyes.

"He sure is cool!" Shinichi remarked, watching as the man bowed to his audience and performed his latest trick.

It happened slowly.

No one really noticed the smoke until it was too late.

"There's a fire! Everyone to the exits!"

"What about Tousan?" Kaito screamed, as their parents led them away.

"I don't know where he is!" Shinichi said.

One second, Uncle Toiichi had been up on the stage, the next he was gone.

Just like that.

The two young boys later heard that Uncle Toiichi had gone to heaven because of an accident that occurred onstage.

"We're going to have to move," Chikage said, "Shinichi-kun, please try and understand."

Shinichi was bawling. "I don't want to leave Kaito!"

"I don't want to leave you, either!" Kaito whined.

Shinichi cried until he couldn't see his cousin's face anymore when the car sped away.

Kaito sat at his desk, bored.

"No pranks today, Bakaito?" Aoko said sarcastically, plopping down beside him, as he read over his alter ego's latest exploits as Kaitou Kid.

"I'm bored," He muttered, "Without Saguru here, I have no one to torment."

"Maybe you can actually do your schoolwork for once." Aoko huffed, looking away from him.

"School work is boring, have you seen what KID did today?" Kaito said excitedly.

Instantly, the rest of their class started talking in hushed whispers, as the teacher had come in to begin class.

Saguru walked in late and looking pleased with himself, an instant danger sign.

"I believe your days are numbered, Kuroba." He said, smugly.

"Why? Did you develop a brain recently and a sense of humor?" Kaito said, jumping out of his chair and throwing one of his tricks at him.

"No, there's a detective who can put your idol behind bars." Saguru picked up his newspaper and flipped through the pages to where a picture of a teenage boy was, smiling for the camera.

"Who might that be?" Kaito asked, not having gotten a good enough look at the photo yet.

"Why, the genius detective of Beika, Kudo Shinichi!" Hakuba pronounced it slowly, as though Kaito were stupid.

Kaito's face went pale. "Pardon?" He muttered.

"Surely you've heard of Shinichi Kudo, the detective." Hakuba said tauntingly, apparently thinking he'd use this as blackmail material. "He's not as good a detective as me, but if he catches KID, you're never gonna be happy, Kuroba."

"I don't have to worry about that, Saguru. KID can never get caught!" He said smugly. 'And besides, everyone knows Shinichi hates magic. He'd never come to a Kaitou Kid heist.'

"Don't you know how good this guy is?" Saguru said.

"Of course I do. He's my cousin~," He purred.

Saguru dropped the newspaper, unable to believe that a detective and a thief could be related.

"WHAT?" He cried.

"Saguru-san, take your seat!" The teacher commanded.

Saguru didn't speak another word for the rest of the class, apparently traumatized over the knowledge that his idol was related to the Kaitou Kid himself.

"That kid's your cousin?" Aoko asked Kaito.

"Remember when we were younger, I brought up Kudo a lot? That's him. The guy's pretty smart, and a nerd. But he's my cousin and we were close." He remarked, his eyes softening. 'So you did fulfill your dream after all, Shinichi.'

"I hope you get to see him again," Aoko said sincerely.

"He's a genius. I wonder how he's doing."

'Shinichi...'

Elsewhere, a certain tantei sneezed loudly.

"You catching a cold, Shinichi?" Ran Mouri asked, looking at her best friend in interest.

He wiped his nose. "No, I think someone was talking about me. I wonder if it was Kaito."

"It'd be nice if we could see him again," Ran remarked, "He seems pretty busy these days."

"Yeah," Shinichi remarked.

'Kaito...how are you doing? Is it even possible that we could meet again?'

'Shinichi...you won't arrest me for being a thief, right? You probably wouldn't approve of this path I've gone down.'