A/N: Hello again! This one was half-finished and some recent nice reviews prodded me into finishing it and posting it. Hope you like it!

…

Kudou Shinichi and Toyama Kazuha in Jail

1: Before the events of the manga:

Toyama Kazuha gritted her teeth. "Ooh, Heiji better solve that stupid case quickly and come get me out of here!'

Sixteen-year-old Kudo Shinichi, who had been sitting deep in thought in the corner of the jail cell, suddenly perked up. "Did you say case?"

"Yeah," she grumbled. "My idiot friend Hattori Heiji."

"Hattori…"

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Kazuha interrupted dismissively, waving a hand. "He's a famous genius and a prodigy and the best detective in Japan and bla bla bla. Doesn't mean he's not an idiot."

"Excuse me," said Shinichi, straightening the lapels of his jacket. "I don't know this Hattori Heiji, but I do know that you are mistaken about one thing. He's not the best detective in Japan."

Kazuha looked directly at her cellmate for the first time. "Excuse yourself," she said, "and maybe he's just the best high school detective in Japan, but we're graduating in another two years and then he'll be the best detective of all!"

Shinichi threw back his head and laughed.

Kazuha pursed her lips and scrutinized him. "Who are you?"
"Kudou Shinichi." He sat a little straighter as he said it, and smirked. "I'm a famous high school detective as well."

"Hm." Kazuha crossed her arms and looked away. "Never heard of you."

Shinichi's jaw dropped. "You—you haven't?"

"Nope," Kazuha said boredly. "But I'm sure you're okay—Nowhere near as good as Hattori Heiji, of course, but you probably find your lost cats and missing wallets and everything."

Shinichi looked horrified. "I—I've worked with the Tokyo police force on dozens of cases!"

Kazuha rolled her eyes. "Big deal."

Shinichi took a deep breath through his nose, his smirking grin still affixed to his face. "Listen, little girl—" Kazuha made a noise like an angry cat but he cut her off— "When your little boyfriend gets here we'll have a showdown and I'll show you all who's the best high school detective!"

Kazuha had gotten to her feet, and there was a look on her face that somehow made her—thin and short as she was—far more frightening than she had any right to be. "Listen up, idiot," she breathed. "I am so sick of arguing with you wannabe detectives. But you want a detective showdown? Just remember that you asked for it, you dummy. When Heiji gets here you'll see how lame you are. God!" she shrieked suddenly, kicking the bars of the cell, "This is so stupid!"

Shinichi flinched and backed away. "Good God, are you actually insane—?"

An older man's voice cut him off. "Kazuha?"

Kazuha looked around. "Daddy?"

On the other side of the cell bars stood a stern-looking man in a police uniform. "Kazuha, what are you doing here?"

"I was with Heiji downtown and we found a murder! Heiji ran off to chase a suspect and left me at the scene of the crime, so when the police showed up they detained me!" She put her hands on her hips and made an exasperated noise, as if being arrested was a bothersome but not altogether unusual occurrence.

The man sighed, and turned to the officer standing behind him. "Please release my daughter. I'm sure this will be straightened out as soon as Hattori-kun comes back. No, not you!" He held up a hand to prevent Shinichi following Kazuha out of the cell. "Who are you?"

"I'm Kudou Shinichi, famous high school detective!" Shinichi declared.

"Hm…" The man's expression suddenly took on a striking resemblance to his daughter's. "Never heard of you." He closed the cell door in Shinichi's face. Kazuha stuck her tongue out at him. "Guess you lucked out this time, wannabe! But next time, Heiji's gonna wipe the floor with you. Okay, okay, I'm coming, dad." And she ran out of sight before Shinichi could retort.

…

…

2: During the events of the manga

"Hey—Hey! Did you hear what I said? We're not suspects! We're innocent!"

"Miss," said a beleaguered-looking police officer as he escorted Kazuha into a cell, "If I had a yen for every time I heard that—"

"But—" Kazuha turned as the officer tried to prod her shoulder, so that he accidentally struck the child in Kazuha's arms instead. She took no notice. "But we're with Hattori Heiji! Detective of the West! C'mon—you know him! I'm his best friend—like his sister—and this little boy is his assistant!" She waved the disgruntled-looking child in her arms. "Call Heiji—he'll tell you!"

"Hattori Heiji is not a licensed member of the police force," the officer explained patiently. "Look, I'm sure this is a misunderstanding, okay, but for now you and the boy will have to wait in this cell."

"But—" Almost despite herself, Kazuha staggered backwards and the officer closed the cell door on her. "But we're not criminals!'

The officer only gave her a sympathetic nod and walked away.

For a moment Kazuha stood frozen in the center of the cell. In her arms, Conan shifted disconsolately and waved his askew limbs. "Kazuha-neechan…?"
Suddenly she gasped and clutched the boy even tighter to her chest. "Oh no!"

"Gah…" Conan grunted. "…Breasts…"

She didn't hear him. "You poor boy—imagine arresting a seven year old! Not to mention me! 'Not a licensed member of the police force'—no, he only is the police force! Good God! Of all the—"

"K-Kazuha-neechan…" Conan gasped. "Please put me down…"

"Oh!" Kazuha bent her knees and deposited Conan on the ground. He staggered away, his face red, his eyes narrowed at Kazuha's shirt area. "A lot smaller than Ran…and way less comfortable…"

"What did you say, Conan-kun?"

"N-nothing, Kazuha-neechan! It was just you were holding me too tight and it hurt."

"Oh…" Kazuha sat down on the floor of the cell. "I'm sorry, Conan-kun." She raised an eyebrow. "Conan-kun? Why are you so red?"

Conan made a choking noise. "Ah…It's hot in here."

"Really?" Kazuha rubbed her arms. "I'm kind of cold."

"Oh, yeah, I guess it is…" He saved his arms in an overly childish walk carefully calculated to take him as far away from her as possible.

Kazuha heaved a sigh that sounded something like a snarl. "I can't believe this…I'm gonna make Heiji pay for this when he gets us out…"

"Yeah…" Conan muttered. "Me too."

Kazuha chuckled softly. "You say the strangest things for a kid."

"Oh, s-sorry, Kazuha-neechan."

"It's okay. Kazuha dropped her chin to her knees. As usual, her anger had fled as quickly as it had come; she now looked merely tired, and a little bit sad.

"Well, if I have to be in jail again, I'm glad it's with a friend."

Conan looked at her. She smiled back at him. "Even if you really shouldn't be here, Conan. You're just a little kid. I mean good God!"

Conan raised his hands defensively, but Kazuha had already dropped her chin back to her knees. He swallowed.

"I'm glad I'm here with you too, Kazuha-neechan."

Kazuha's eyes welled up. "Aww, Conan-kun!" She spread her arms, and Conan, after a moment's hesitation, sat down next to her and let her put her arms around him. "You're such a sweetie!"

Conan's snarky eyeroll as she patted his head was somewhat underscored by his bright blush. But a small, affable smile crossed his face as he leaned his forehead against her shoulder. "So are you, Kazuha-kun. So are you."

…

…

3: After the events of the manga

The cell door had clanged shut behind them when at last Kazuha turned to face him. ANd as the key turned in the lock, Shinichi felt a thrill of terror run down his spine.

"So," said Kazuha.

Shinichi gulped. "The police have made a mistake, obviously. They'll let us out soon."

She continued to glare.

Shinichi scratched his nose. "…Hattori and Ran are probably on their way here right now, actually—"

"You jerk," Kazuha said. Her voice was low and even, so opposite to what he'd been expecting that Shinichi flinched in spite of himself. "You rotten, good-for-nothing, self-centered, idiotic detective-geek moron."

Shinichi raised his hands as if to defend himself. "Neechan, I—"

"Do you know?" she said, still in that terrifyingly level voice. "Do you know what you put Ran-chan through?"

Shinichi winced, but a faint defensiveness crossed his face. "Of course I do—I saw her every day. And I didn't have a choice—"

Kazuha threw up a hand to stop him. "You are an egomaniac, Kudou Shinichi. A slowly recovering egomaniac, who may one day be worthy of Ran-chan, but a self-obsessed egomaniac nonetheless." She cracked her knuckles. "It will take you a lifetime to learn what you put that girl through. You know that, right?"

Shinichi backed up. "Neechan—Tooyama-chan—I do consider you a friend, you know."

"Oh yeah, we're totally friends, Kudou. In fact, I'm gonna do you a favor." She flexed her shoulders and balled her hands into fists. "Let me show you how much it sucks to wait for someone you love."

Shinichi's back hit the wall of the small cell. "Shit…"

"Oh, don't worry," said Kazuha, in a falsely sweet voice. "I won't hurt you. For Ran-chan's sake. Not much, anyway." She smacked her palm with her fist. "You'd better hope she comes for you faster than you came for her."

…

…

Someone requested Kazuha and Shinichi, which is such a great idea because the limited interactions they have are nevertheless always hilarious (magician murder case and Magic File 4 come to mind!) But I couldn't decide when to place the arrest in the DC timeline. Should it be before Shinichi became Conan, while he is Conan, or afterwards? In the end, I couldn't make up my mind so I decided to do all three. You can pretend that Shinichi and Kazuha were arrested together three times, or take them as separate—either way I think it's pretty funny :)