Chapter 6

Note: Yes, the story lives. I apologies for the long delay in updates, but that should disappear as I have a lot more free time now. I might even throw up some new stories soon!

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"You're absolutely sure you want to do this?"

"Yes Doc. I have thought about it very carefully and have made up my mind, Shinichi Kudo needs to die. I will come up with a plan tonight and write down the specifics for you. You must do everything on that note. If you do not follow every single instruction everything could go wrong."

"I understand Shini... Conan."

"Thanks for helping me Doc."

Conan received no reply to that statement, not that he expected one. He knew this was going to be hard on the old man, as well as everyone around him, but it couldn't be helped. Shinichi Kudo needed to die; his existence was just an annoyance to everyone, including Conan. Conan was popular, had great friends, had caring guardians, and had the respect of everyone around him. Shinichi Kudo was the jerk that left, the guy that kept running away, the guy that half the people who respected Conan wanted to kill. Conan Edogowa was an average law abiding citizen with nothing to fear. Shinichi Kudo was wanted dead by one of the most powerful secret organizations in the world. Conan Edogowa could life a normal life; Shinichi Kudo could not live a normal life or anything close to it.

As he walked around his old house for the last time, tears started running down his face. He promised himself he would not cry, but he couldn't help it. He knew this was suicide. There was no way around that fact, he was taking his own life and starting a new one. However, that new life would have no memories of his old life. Everything he had learned, everything he had loved, even his favorite sport, all of it would be gone. The idea was overwhelming.

He sat down at his father's desk and forced himself to calm down. Then he got out some ink and started writing down a letter to Ran.

Dear Ran,

If you have found this letter then I am dead and you have decided to open the safe in my room in hope of keeping treasures of our past away from anyone who wants to purchase the house from my parents I have decided to try to explain my actions to you in this letter; all of them: my disappearance, my death, the secrecy behind every detail of this whole ordeal.

The first thing I need to say is that you were correct in your suspicions about Conan and I. The key word there is WAS. This must be very confusing, and I apologies for that, but secrecy is necessary. If I give to much information in this letter and someone else finds it the results could be disastrous. All I can say now is that Conan is just a very insecure little kid who needs you. So please go ask my dear old friend the truth before you scare the crap out of Conan.

I am afraid I have lied to you again; at the beginning of this letter I said I was going to tell you the truth. However the truth is dangerous. So dangerous that you will need proof of my desire for you to obtain it before those who do know it are willing to give it to you. I have always love you Ran, do not forget that.

With Much regret,

Shinichi Kudo

Conan yet again sighed and wiped away the tears falling from his face. This was the one beam of truth is this whole web of lies. He knew this was dangerous, but felt it was necessary. Ran deserved to know the truth at some point. It was too dangerous to tell her at first that would jeopardize everything. So he decided to do something he never thought he would do, leave it to chance. Ran might find this letter in two months or two years. Whatever the case was, it was something he had no control over. One of the few things he could not manipulate or lie about.

Conan forced himself off of his chair, with his out of the way he knew that he could concentrate on what needed to be done. He got out more parchment and started to formulate his plan.

Meanwhile

An elderly man was sitting down on the couch talking on the phone. The man appeared to be very worried about something, but was able to hide his concern in his voice. "Oh yes Conan is having a great night."

It was about a minute before the man replied again. This time he said, "No it was no problem at all. I know Conan has been having a difficult time lately and felt he needed a break from the usual."

The man continued talking for another five minutes before he looked at his watch and gasped.

"I'd love to talk some more Ran but I need to pick up Ai, her plain from England is arriving soon. Being late would be very bad. I will talk to you later Ran," he said very quickly before hanging up. This man was named Hiroshi Agasa and he had a lot on his mind. Mainly, he was worried about Conan. The time limit that Shinichi gave him was almost up. He knew by the time he arrived at the Kudo household that Conan would be back to being an insecure little kid. The very thought of a small child all alone in a creepy old house scared the living daylights out of him. Now he was beginning to understand why Shinichi's decision.

"Doctor Agasa!" Conan shouted out loudly and started running towards him as fast as he could, tears running down his cheeks.

"It's okay my dear boy. You are safe now."

"It was so scary. One minute I was with ran and the next minute I was all alone in the big house." Conan said through tears.

"It won't happen again, now let's get you washed up so we go pick up Ai at the airport."

"Okay!"

He picked up the young child and brought him inside, completely perplexed at the change of personality Conan just demonstrated.

Note: For those who were sad when they thought this story was going to end soon, you have nothing to worry about. I have enough ideas to last about ten more chapters, and I will probably come up with more along the way. So we're just getting started. Please review and look out for another chapter within a week.