Fandom: Detective Conan
Genre: Romance/Humour
Rated: T
Pairing: Kaito x Aoko
Author: tantei-kitty
Disclaimer: I own DC, not! No I don't own it, only in my dreams that could happen unless I find a blood link to me and Aoyama-sama.
Summary: If Shinichi thought being shrunk into a kid is bad, well guess again...you can be transformed into something more horrying.
The sun was setting, giving off its red and orange light...bathing almost everything beautifully.
A brown haired boy walked along the sidewalk leisurely, eyes closed as he enjoyed the unusual but not unwanted silence surrounding him. He knew the way back home just like the back of his hand without even opening his eyes.
Everything felt so light, the wind passed by him, playing a soft and unfamiliar but beautiful tune.
Unaware of the other figure nearing him.
He hummed the tune so softly as he walked, enjoying the peace. No curses from an angry inspector, no nagging voice of Aoko -though he does miss it a little-, no pestering Hakuba and nothing weird.
He enjoyed every moment for himself, not a care in the world as he walked back home. Then something collided with the back of his head, something real HARD!
Well three out of four was not that bad.
He opened his eyes in shock but closing them back right again because of the pain. He fell flat on his face on the ground, squinting hard while using any strength left in him to see who his attacker was but only to hear a faint high-pitched laughing voice, while his eyes met darkness.
And everything was black.
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Light.
He saw light, was he in heaven?
Opening his eyes fully revealing their cerulean blue colour, he examined the place he was in. Ceilings, table, windows, cabinets. One conclusion came to his mind. He was not in heaven that meant he wasn't dead. A sigh of relief passed through his mouth.
And like any human being would do when they first wake up, he stretched. Realizing that his stretching was on instinct, nothing wrong with that, but the position on how he was stretching caught his attention.
People don't stretch like animals, usually they would sit down and stretch, and so he sat down in a human way only to find himself falling backwards.
He pushed himself up finally noticing something really wrong. When his hands, which currently looked like paws passed him, he noticed white fur and no thumbs.
"Wha-" his eyes widened, 'where were his thumbs?' the question ran through his mind several times while he was looking at his hands...err paws.
Noticing a mirror parallel to him, another thought flew into his mind.
'No!' a mortified expression crossed his face.
It couldn't be possible! It just couldn't happen! It can't happen!
Standing on all fours, and raising his head a high as he could, his eyes looked at his reflection.
Eyes widening twice its normal size, a shocked and scared expression planted itself on the boy's face.
It wasn't his reflection, it couldn't be! Where were his regular nose, mouth and eyes? Where was his incredibly wonderful brown hair! He was really full of himself, wasn't he? It must be his punishment, he wanted to cry. He just wasn't, couldn't be that fluffy white cat with cerulean blue eyes and a cute pink nose with a weird expression -for a cat- looking back at him.
Self denial.
He screamed and yelled any denial, he cursed and started a growing hate for every god up there but anything that would pass through his lips would come out as a simple 'meow'.
This is great! at last something with chapters! Please review it, all of them are very much appreciated...
love lots,
tantei-kitty