I present a plot bunny that wouldn't stop nibbling at me until I at least wrote a one shot for it

The stocky man in black flipped the film case towards the nervous CEO.

"This is the only copy?" The second man hissed.

"Of course," smirked the black-clad man.

Shinichi watched the exchange, fully immersed in the illegal goings-on, snapping a few pictures with the disposable camera he had on hand. He was so focused on the illegal transaction that he didn't notice the other black-clad man creeping up behind him until he had been clocked with a metal pipe.

"Your detective game is over, kid," the man hissed as he hit Shinichi, sending his long, silver hair swaying. "This kid followed you," he directed at the stockier man.

"Isn't this that detective kid?" The stockier man questioned, reaching into his coat. "Let's kill him," he began pulling a pistol out of his inner pocket.

"Wait!" The silver-haired man hissed. "The police are still nearby. Let's use this," he said, tugging a slim case from his coat. "The newest poison made by the Organization. It's supposed to be untraceable. He can be our first human test subject." He tucked one of the pills into Shinichi's mouth, following up with water that forced Shinichi to swallow.

"Goodbye, Detective," he said in an almost purr as he walked away, leaving Shinichi to his fate.

Shinichi felt the effects almost immediately. The poison began burning at his throat and stomach before fire spread through his veins. He felt like his entire being was ablaze, and he let himself slip into the blissful haze of unconsciousness.

.:(Ran):.

"Go on without me!" Shinichi called, running off to do something, Ran didn't know what. She started to follow, but her shoelace snapped, making her pause.

'It almost feels like I'll never see him again,' she thought to herself, before setting about fixing her shoe. A while later she moved in the general direction Shinichi had gone, calling out his name.

.:(Back to Shinichi):.

Shinichi drifted back into the realm of consciousness, the pain from earlier already a hazy memory.

"Shinichi?" He heard Ran's voice calling his name.

'Ran...' he thought. 'I'm sorry that you're going to find me dead...'

"What's this?" Ran's voice called again, much closer this time. Shinichi felt his jacket getting picked up from around him and began to squirm.

"Ah!" Ran squealed in surprise, dropping the jacket and subsequently Shinichi. She shifted the jacket around, freeing Shinichi from the pool of fabric and then staring blankly at him when he had finished tumbling out of the jacket.

.:(And Ran again):.

"Shinichi?" She called again, not expecting an answer at this point. She had been calling for the past fifteen minutes, and he hadn't answered yet. She was beginning to lose hope when she spotted some clothing pooled on the ground nearby. She made her way over to the clothing.

"What's this?" She said, tilting her head slightly, and reaching out to pick up the green jacket from the ground. A small lump in the jacket began wiggling around, startling Ran into dropping it with a squeal of surprise. She carefully shifted the jacket until the lump came tumbling out, but when it did, she couldn't do much but stare. The thing turned out to be a small puppy with deep brown, almost black, fur. The pup blinked open startlingly blue eyes, and it was all Ran could do to not frighten it by squealing excitedly. It was just too darn cute!

.:(Shinichi):.

When he blinked his eyes open finally, he saw Ran towering above him, which was odd in itself since she was kneeling. He made to stand, but stumbled forward, bopping his nose on the unforgiving ground. He yelped in pain, then paused. His voice sounded off. Scratch that everything felt off. He shifted again and looked down when he was fairly certain he wouldn't fall on his face again.

Dark brown fur came into his line of vision as he moved, followed by a paw. He moved his arm and the limb in his vision moved too. He made a slight noise, and he must have sounded at least slightly distressed because Ran scooped him up with ease. He squirmed in her grip until she began stroking his head and hit the perfect spot, whereupon he went limp in her arms. She was humming to herself as she carried him, and soon the gentle rhythm of her walking along with the soft humming had sent him off to sleep.

.:(Ran):.

The pup moved, falling forward onto its nose, whereupon it yelped in pain. It repositioned itself, then looked down at its paws. It froze, then moved one paw. Suddenly, the pup yelped in distress, and Ran couldn't fight the instinct to scoop it up and soothe it. She began to stroke the soft fur, and the pup went limp in her arms. She started humming, a catchy Two-Mix song she'd heard recently, and began to move in the direction of Shinichi's house, hoping he might have just gone home. The weight of the pup in her arms was reassuring, the steady breathing of the small animal had a calming effect on her as she worried for her childhood friend.

It began to rain, and Ran sped up, hoping to get to Shinichi's house without getting too wet. She made it to the street where the house stood, but was distracted by an explosion from Professor Agasa's house. The professor tumbled head over heels into the street, and Ran rushed up to him, careful to not drop the puppy she had bundled in her arms.

"Professor!" Ran shouted. "Are you okay?" Agasa coughed some smoke out before standing and dusting himself off.

"Ah, Ran-kun, I'm quite alright, thank you. Is there a particular reason you're here at this time of night?" Agasa looked to Ran, a note of concern in his voice.

"Oh, right!" Ran gasped. "Has Shinichi come back yet? He ran off at Tropical Land, and since I couldn't find him there, I thought he might have come home." Agasa shook his head.

"I'm afraid I haven't seen him, Ran-kun. I'm sorry," he said sadly, then took note of the puppy Ran had in her arms. "And who's this?" he asked, regaining his jovial demeanor.

"Oh," she shifted so the professor could get a better look at the small canine. "I found him just outside Tropical Land while I was looking for Shinichi. He doesn't have any tags or anything, so I thought I'd take him in." A soft smile crossed Ran's face as she shifted again, and the little pup woke, blinking blue eyes open to look at the professor.

.:(Shinichi):.

Shinichi woke from his rather pleasant nap and blinked his eyes open again. A rush of memories struck him, and he almost panicked before realizing that Ran still had a rather firm grip on him. He looked up and saw Professor Agasa beaming down at him, the jovial man speaking with Ran even as he poked at Shinichi with gentle hands.

"He must have been put there only recently, Ran-kun. He's in great shape. Although I don't know for certain if he hasn't picked anything up, I'm an inventor, not a veterinarian." Agasa reached out and took Shinichi from Ran in order to look at him closer. Shinichi took the opportunity of being passed between Ran and Agasa to wriggle free, landing on the ground and glaring at them both.

"I'm not some stray!" Shinichi yelled, or tried to. It actually came out as a series of yips and growls that made Ran 'awww' and the professor step forward to get a grip on him again. Shinichi acquiesced to being held with some grumbling. He was passed back to Ran, who stroked the top of his head, right between his ears, hugging him close to her chest. Shinichi was grateful for the coat of fur he was now sporting, as it hid his blush from view.

'She can never know,' he thought from his current position of smushed into her chest.

.:(end):.

So I literally can't think of anything else. To be quite honest, the latter part of this was like typing through syrup. Notes: Shinichi wasn't turned into a bloodhound, I know. It was the plunnie. It kept nipping at my ankles 'til I titled it Bloodhound. As for what breed Shinichi actually was, I imagined him to be a very dark chocolate lab. This mostly came about because I see him turned into a cat so often, I figured the other side of the spectrum deserved some love too u As for Ran finding him first, it always bugged me that she didn't just fix her shoe and keep going, but hey, whatever gets your plot moving I guess.