Author's Notes: My second finished fanfic ever. I wrote it on a notebook years ago and after rereading a few times, I realized what a cheesy and probably bad job it was that I did. So now I'm trying to rewrite it and hopefully make it beter. Too bad my notebook with the original story's on the other side of the world so I'll be rewriting this from memory.

I'm still not sure whether I'll be including crime scenes, heists, Black Organization stuff [except for this chapter], etc. into this story since I'm not really good at that. Also since my original story didn't have any of that. Other Black Organization stuff is coming into mind though. When I get more ideas for that possible plot, I might include it and make it a major part of the story.

As I said, my second finished fanfic ever but the very first I'm posting for others to read. I hope you enjoy it! And feel free to point out typos, grammar mistakes, etc. :D

Summary: When Shinichi is forced to crossdress for a mission, nothing eventful really happens. That is, until he ends up getting drunk and flirting with a certain thief and a Kansai detective. Ever since, the life of one Kudou Shinichi was never really the same.

Warnings: Crossdressing, shounen ai, AU I think, and OOC-ness as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan in any way.

Chapter One: The Plan

"No way," Shinichi said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Come on, Kudou. It's just for one night," Kaito said.

"That's right. An' after that, we won't speak of that night ever again," Heiji added, hopefully convincing his fellow detective.

The three teens were in Kaito's room. It had been a year since Kudou Shinichi 'returned' after they found an antidote to return him to his normal body. But even so, the Black Organization was still active and lurking around somewhere. The past year, the three teens had been working hard to find out more about the organization and hopefully bring it to its end. They would get leads from time to time about the organization's activities, but unfortunately, most of them turned out unsuccessful.

This was one instance wherein they received a lead. Apparently, about a week from now there was going to be a social party in Beika Hotel. High-class people, famous artists, politicians, and prominent people in their fields were going. The boys had no doubt that the organization would also make an appearance one way or another so they were planning to go as well. Unfortunately, they thought that it would be too suspicious if three teenage boys would come to said party so one of them was to disguise as a girl. Guess who they chose to wear said disguise.

"Still, NO. WAY. Besides, why does it have to be me? Why can't it be you, Kuroba? After all, you're good at disguises," Shinichi said, sending a sharp look at the thief.

"Because I'm good with women," Kaito replied nonchalantly and looked out the window near where he was standing, his mind wandering around.

"And you're saying I'm not?"

"Yes."

"Why so?"

At this, Kaito looked at Shinichi and said, "Are you seriously asking me that?"

"What's wrong with-"

"Mouri Ran," the thief interrupted.

Shinichi was confused and so he brought up the question that crossed his mind, "What about Ran?"

But before Kaito could answer, Heiji beat him to it, "'Cause she's the girl closest ta ya' an' look at where the two of you are." At this, Kaito nodded his head in assent; apparently it was the same thing he wanted to say.

"But.. But.." Shinichi blushed and was at a loss on what to say. True, after years of knowing her and having a crush on her, being turned into Conan and knowing about her feelings for him, living with her under the same roof, and now even after being returned to his normal body, he still hadn't made a move on her or even asked her out. He didn't know the reason himself actually. But then he thought that talking about her had nothing to do with their supposed mission. "I don't understand what she has to do with this whole thing."

"Oh, but in a way, she does, Kudou. What we mean is that if you're like that with her, who is just one girl, what more with other girls?" Kaito replied.

Shinichi thought about it for a moment and asked, "Is this why I'm the one who has to dress up as a girl?" His two companions just nodded their heads eagerly, hopefully finally convincing him. When he sighed and finally said defeatedly, "Alright, I'll do it," the other two exchanged mischievous glances which went unnoticed by the last person in the room.

"Alright," Heiji said, seeming a bit more enthusiastic about their plan now, stood up from the bed and put his hands together. "Now that that part's cleared up now, let's talk about the rest of the plan."

With that the days passed with the three of them talking about what else to do for that night. Also, they decided that Shinichi was going to have to undergo 'training' if he didn't want to get found out. And so for the next few days, he was taught how to dress, walk, talk, and to his dismay, flirt, like a woman.

On the anticipated night, the three were once again assembled in Kaito's room. Kaito was already dressed in a black suit. They tried to tame his hair and make it more presentable but was unsuccessful. And so they just left it like the bird's nest that it was. Heiji was changing in the bathroom downstairs while Shinichi was changing in the bathroom on the second floor where Kaito's room was.

The thief was sitting on his bed and waiting for his two friends when there came a knock on his door. Thinking it was one of the two, he said out loud for the person on the other side of the door to hear, "You could have just come in, you know."

The door slowly opened and when the person entered, Kaito's breath got caught in his throat as he saw who it was.

Sure they (or more specifically Kaito himself) taught Shinichi how he was supposed to look and act that night. The thief even gave him the dress, shoes, make up, and the *ahem* necessities in making his disguise look as real as possible, but they didn't really have a 'dress rehearsal' of some sorts. Besides, Shinichi argued that it was enough for the two to see him dressed as a girl for one night; he didn't want to add another day to his humiliation.

This was how the two not-crossdressing teens imagined Shinichi would look for the night, but it still surprised Kaito a great deal. Just imagining and seeing it for real were two different things after all. And so he couldn't help but gape at the now-girl before him.

Shinichi was wearing a simple black dress that ended mid-thigh. The straps were thick and studded and criss-crossed in front. He was a bit skinny and didn't really have any slight curves, but Kaito remedied that by having the dress a little loose around the waist and hip area. His legs were long and lean but not bulky even though he had been playing soccer. As for the chest, he wore a padded bra filled with silicon gels courtesy of Kaito once again. (The other two didn't bother asking him where he got them. They were too weirded out as it is.) He was wearing a black choker to hide his Adam's apple. On his feet were black heels that were an inch high. He was also wearing a dark brown wig similar to the color of his own hair and ended a little past his shoulders. The bangs were swept to one side with a couple of clips and the rest of the hair framed his face nicely. He was wearing only minimal make up but that made him even more pretty. And was that blush on his cheeks the make up or simply natural? All in all, Kaito thought that his friend made a worryingly attractive girl.

"Err," was the sound that interrupted the thief from his thoughts. He looked at Shinichi who was standing there looking quite nervous and fidgeting. "Is there something wrong with how I look?" came the practiced higher-pitched voice.

Kaito shook his head, thinking that doing so would clear his head of his currently weird thoughts. He stood from the bed and said in a manner that he hoped was assuring, "No, it's fine," and added in a teasing tone, "In fact, you look very pretty."

He was expecting the other teen to retort something or tell him to stop saying such things, but when it didn't come, he looked at the other teen and the sight once again greatly surprised him. Instead of being angry or irritated, Shinichiwas once again blushing and still fidgeting. He answered, seeming a bit unsure himself of what to reply, "Ah. R-right.."

A few seconds of silence passed before Kaito decided to talk about something else. "How's the walking in heels?" he asked.

"Oh. Um, fine, I think. But I'm still not that used to it," came the reply.

"Want to try practicing again now?"

"Sure, I guess."

"Alright," Kaito stepped away from his bed and suggested, "Why not try walking towards the bed and back a few times?"

He got a nod in response and Shinichi did as he was suggested. He walked slowly and carefully the first few times but after a few rounds, he seemed to be feeling more confident. This time his steps were quicker and so were his turns. But at one point, he turned too fast and lost his balance. He was too surprised that he didn't get to prepare himself for the fall and just closed his eyes, waiting for the impact on the floor.

Which never came. When he opened his eyes, he instinctively looked up and into a face that was so much like his own. They stayed like that for a while, the suit-clad boy holding the other by his waist and supporting his arm, both looking at each other intently, until they heard a cough. Almost immediately, the two separated and looked at anything but each other, blushing.

"Right," Heiji said, now dressed in a black suit as well. "I seem ta have missed somethin'. Anyway, our ride's here."

At this, Shinichi seemed to have returned a bit to normal. "Ride?" he asked.

The Kansai detective just smiled, "Of course. Ya' didn't think we'd be walking all the way ta the party, right?"

"Who is it?"

"Oh, I think you'll be surprised," Kaito said, back to normal as well, as he and Heiji exchanged smirks. He continued and motioned for the two to follow him out the door, "Come on, let's go."

When they stepped out of the house after saying goodbye to Kaito's mom, sure enough there was a car outside. A car that seemed too familiar to Shinichi. Kaito told him to sit at the front passenger seat while while he and Heiji would be at the back. Once the three of them were seated, Heiji told the driver, "Thanks fer driving us tonight, ossan."

"I don't understand how you damn kids even had the nerve to ask me to drive you. I'm not just some damn chauffeur," came the gruff reply in a voice that was very familiar to Shinichi.

"But Mouri-san, if we didn't ask you to drive us tonight, you wouldn't get to meet our lady friend here," Kaito teased, motioning to Shinichi. At this, the older detective looked at the 'girl' on the passenger seat beside him. At the same time, Shinichi looked at the driver at the mention of the name Mouri. Sure enough, it was indeed Mouri Kogorou, his friend Ran's father. Both looked away from each other immediately: Shinichi because he was afraid that the older man would recognize him despite the disguise, and Kogorou because he felt embarrased looking at such a pretty teen girl. 'There are girls Ran's age who could look so pretty and mature?' he thought, surprised.

The thief seemed to be expecting this kind of reaction from the older detective so he couldn't help but smirk. He continued, "Her name's Kaede Shizuka, in case you were wondering." This time, Shinichi and Heiji looked at him in surprise, but he paid it no mind. Meanwhile, the older detective just grunted in reply and restarted the car's engine. With that, they were off.

The ride lasted for about an hour and was spent in silence, everyone being too wrapped up in their own thoughts. When they finally arrived at their destination, the three teens stepped off the car with Heiji talking one last time to Kogoro. "Thanks again, ossan. Will ya' be pickin' us up later as well?" he asked.

"Are you kidding?" came the irritated reply, "Of course I can't. I have other things to do too, you know. Just go get a cab or something."

"Right," Heiji replied. "Anyway, thanks again."

He just got another grunt in reply. Kogorou was about to drive off but he took one last glance at the only 'female' in their presence before he looked away again and finally drove off hurriedly.

The trio watched the older man drive off before they talked again.

"Someone seems to have a crush on Shizuka-chan here," Kaito teased and laughed. Meanwhile, the person being teased didn't seem too happy. "Shut up, Kuroba," Shinichi replied, but still blushed. "And what's this 'Kaede Shizuka'? If I know, you planned this whole thing, didn't you?" With that, he sent a sharp look towards the thief.

"What? Of course not. I just realized that you needed a name for your disguise, and it was the first name that came to mind," Kaito replied in a tone that he hoped sounded sincere.

"Whatever," Shinichi said and turned his back on Kaito and crossed his arms over his chest. Or at least attempted to. It suddenly felt weird so he let his arms down on his sides instead.

"Right," Heiji suddenly said, getting in between the two. He grabbed both their shoulders and pushed them lightly towards the entrance of the hotel. He continued, "Let's save this fer later, alright? Fer now, we better get inside already." The two just nodded in agreement.

They finally reached the hall where the party was to be held after showing their invitations (or in Shinichi's case, a forged one). The hall was large and ornately decorated. On either side were hallways leading to what they thought were rooms. Large red curtains draped the windows. The buffet tables were at the back, near the entrance. There were plenty of tables and chairs scattered around the hall except for the large space in the middle which was probably for dancing. Above this space hung a crystal chandelier. Up front was a stage with a microphone and beside this was a band playing music.

The trio looked around, surveying the place and the people. They arrived a little late but there still weren't a lot of guests. They sat at a nearby table first before talking about their plan, which was basically watch out for any suspicious people or activity. They would go on their separate ways at first and ask around discreetly, but meet up at different times to report to each other.

Heiji and Kaito were eager to get their mission started. But Shinichi? Not so much.

"Wait," he said as the two other boys stood from their table. The request made them stop for a moment and look at the speaker. "I don't think I'm ready yet," Shinichi continued.

"Relax," Heiji said and tapped Shinichi's shoulder lightly. "I'm sure you'll be fine."

Kaito nodded and added, "Yeah. Just do as we practiced and no one will recognize you. And you'll get information."

Shinichi still looked unsure and worried that he might be recognized thus further humiliating himself. He was also worried that because of him, their plan might backfire and the organization would find out that there were three teenage boys who are keeping their eyes on them.

The two boys saw the worry in their friend's face. Fortunately, Kaito had an idea to make him relax a little. "Come on," he said, leading the other by the arm towards the buffet.

"Where are we going?" Shinichi asked, surprised.

"To get you a drink."

"But I'm not good when it comes to drinking alcohol."

"I didn't say you'd be drinking a lot. Just a few sips, if that's what'll help you calm down."

Shinichi thought about this for a moment and concluded that there probably would be no harm in just a few sips. 'Besides, Kuroba's right. It might help me calm down,' he thought as he let himself be led to were he could get a drink. Behind them, Heiji just followed silently.

All three of them ended up having a drink and after it, they generally felt a little better, especially Shinichi.

"Think ya' can handle the mission now?" Heiji asked Shinichi as he peered from his wineglass to look at the other boy.

"I think so," Shinichi replied, this time in a more confident tone.

"That settles it," Kaito said. "Let's start now. Keep your eyes and ears open all the time. If any of us find anything out, don't hesitate to inform the other two. Still discreetly, of course. If things may get too dangerous, get away or get out as soon as you can. Alright?"

The other two nodded in understanding. With that, they went on their separate ways.

A few hours into the night, still, nothing significant seemed to have happened. At the moment, Kaito was sitting in one of the chairs off to the side and observing the people at the dance floor. After a few minutes, the Kansai detective occupied the seat next to him. "Found out anythin'?" Heiji asked.

"Nope," came the bored reply. "You?"

"Nothin' as well. Think we got a false tip?"

"Around half an hour ago."

There was a short silence between them until Heiji spoke up again, "Where's Kud- I mean, Kaede-san?"

Kaito pointed to a brunette on the dance area. At first, Heiji thought his companion was pointing to the wrong person since said brunette was dancing with a taller and strict-looking guy. But when he saw said brunette's profile, he found out that it was indeed their other friend. But the guy he was dancing with didn't make any sense. Unless he was fishing for information? That was probably the case, Heiji convinced himself.

Suddenly, Kaito stood up from his seat and said under his breath, "Seriously, what was that guy thinking drinking so much?" Heiji was about to ask what he meant when he walked off towards the brunette on the dance area. The Kansai detective was left to watch the scene before him.

When Kaito reached the dancing pair, he immediately addressed his friend, "Shizuka-chan! So this is where you are. We've been looking all over for you, you know?" This time, he addressed the dancing partner, "I'm sorry, sir. Is it alright if I borrow my friend for a while?"

To be honest, he was expecting the man to make a scene or be gruff about it. But he didn't expect the simple nod and walking off. At this, he returned his attention to his friend. "Shizuka-chan," he said, emphasizing the fake name, and held him by the shoulders, "Are you alright?"

The crossdressing boy blinked and looked at the thief. With this, Kaito's suspicions that his friend had been drinking a little too much was confirmed. The flushed cheeks and hazy eyes were a complete giveaway.

"Oh. Kaito-kun!"

And that too.

Kaito couldn't help but sigh. He made Shinichi drink a little wine a while ago to help him relax, but he didn't expect him to drink so much afterwards. 'Was he really that nervous about this whole mission?' he thought.

But his thoughts were suddenly interrupted when his companion suddenly put his hands around his neck. "W-what?" he exclaimed.

"Come on, Kaito-kun. This is a social party, right? Might as well dance too," Shinichi slurred in a too-cheerful tone, very much unlike him. This made Kaito worry even more about how much his friend really had to drink.

"Shizuka-chan, you're drunk. Let's go home so you can rest," Kaito said calmly.

"But I wanna dance with Kaito-kun first," Shinichi said and pouted. At this, Kaito's heart suddenly skipped a beat. 'What the hell?' he thought, this time worried about these weird feelings suddenly surfacing. It didn't help when Shinichi continued talking, this time looking into the thief's eyes intently, "You don't want to?"

Kaito looked away blushing. He was used to flirting with people for his missions, when the need arose, but not being on the receiving end of it. It didn't really help when the person flirting with him wasn't exactly aware of it and said person was his friend, who's actually a guy in a dress.

He tried to gather his thoughts properly and wondered what response he should make. Drunk Shinichi was hard to handle. Drunk Shinichi in a dress who had been trained to act like a girl just the previous week seemed even more problematic. Judging from his actions earlier, Shinichi would probably make a scene if Kaito refused. So he decided to just play along, for the moment.

"Alright," he sighed and put his hands on the other's waist, "But just one dance, alright?"

Just when he thought he'd be prepared for Shinichi's actions, he was surprised again when his friend suddenly gave a big smile that showed he was really happy. Once more, Kaito couldn't help but blush.

A slow song was on so they were just swaying side to side, content with each other's silence and the song in the background. They stayed like that for a moment, until Shinichi spoke up, "You know.."

"Hmm?"

"This feels kinda nice."

Kaito didn't really know how to reply to that. Dancing with a fellow guy seems nice? That seemed like such a weird thought, especially coming from Shinichi. But when he thought about it, it did seem a wee bit nice. With all the exciting things that happen around them - these things being his heists, different crime scenes, etc. - a bit of normalcy like dancing was very much welcome. Well, if you forget the fact that he was dancing with his guy friend who was in a dress. But all of these seemed too confusing for a person who was confused enough because of alcohol, so he just said nothing.

A bit unnerved that he got no reply, drunk Shinichi attempted conversation once again. "Kaito-kun, can I try something?"

"Try wha-"

Before the thief could finish his question, he felt warm lips on his. To say he was shocked was an understatement. His hands that were on the other's waist suddenly tensed then quickly went limp. His mind totally blanked out and he could register nothing but the scent of alcohol on the other's lips and, though he would never admit it out loud, how nice and soft those lips were.

The kiss ended almost as quickly as it came. Kaito was still too stunned to do or say anything, while Shinichi looked at him for a moment, as if judging his reaction, before smiling and walking off, leaving the thief right where he was.

Heiji's reaction was not far off from Kaito's. He still couldn't believe at what happened between his two friends. 'For Kuroba to be out-tricked like that,' he thought. He then concluded that that night's drunk Shinichi was a very dangerous person he should not mess with. He was determined to stay out of said person's way, when the person in his thoughts suddenly decided to take the seat next to him. The Kansai detective had never been more afraid.

"Heiji-kun?" came that husky and trained voice which sent goosebumps down Heiji's spine. He was wondering how on earth Shinichi managed to maintain that practiced voice despite being under the influence of too much alcohol. He also couldn't help but wonder how his friend made such a pretty girl. Kaito had certainly done well, a little too well, perhaps. But he'd dwell on those no longer; he looked away from his friend and started thinking instead of ways to escape from the same fate as the thief. For now though, he would keep the conversation going, but only for a short while.

"Y-yes?" he managed to get out. 'Real smooth, Heiji,' he thought in dismay.

"Would you like to dance with me?"

"No."

Shinichi, though heavily drunk, was actually still capable of being surprised despite his actions earlier. But Heiji also seemed surprised at his immediate refusal. He scratched his head and thought of something else to say. Just when he thought of the words to say, they immediately died on his lips when he turned to look at his friend and felt those lips he wanted to stay away from on his.

It lasted for only a moment, but to the Kansai detective, it felt like it lasted much longer than that. A million thoughts were rushing into his head. And even when Shinichi already stood up from his seat and let him be there, his head was still a jumble of thoughts that didn't make any sense.

After what seemed like forever, he managed to return to normal. He then noticed Kaito making his way toward him.

"He got you too?" Kaito asked as he sat in the seat previously occupied by the culprit. Heiji could only nod his head meekly before putting his head in his hands. On the other hand, the too-stunned thief from a while ago seemed to be taking the whole thing much better now as he decided to take the event out of his mind by continuing what they were supposed to be doing.

The night was growing deeper and more of the guests were leaving. Heiji and Kaito decided to call it a night even though they didn't really get any useful information. Neither did they catch a glimpse of any suspicious people or activity. They therefore concluded that they may have gotten a false tip indeed.

They waited for a while for their remaining friend to make another appearance so they could finally get home. As the minutes ticked by, they were slowly becoming irritated. But when it was almost an hour since they started waiting and there was still no sign of Shinichi, irritation turned into worry.

Since the whole hall could be seen from where they were and there was no sign of him there, they decided to check the hallways that branched out on each side.

"I take the right, you take the left," Kaito said. Heiji nodded and they went on their separate ways.

Contrary to what they thought earlier, the hallways didn't have rooms within them; they were just long corridors of carpet with dim lighting that became dimmer as you went forward, which was probably a good place to do things that could not be done easily in the open. With this, they became even more uneasy.

On the left side, Heiji ran and ran, hoping to find their friend as soon as possible. He encountered a few people every now and then in what seemed like the endless hallway. He asked whether they had seen their friend which he described, but none of them saw Shinichi. With that, he just continued running. 'Kudou, where on earth are ya'?' he thought worriedly.

On the other side, Kaito didn't seem to have much luck as well. However, unlike, Heiji, he didn't encounter any people in the hallway, which made him even more worried. As he ran, the hallway slowly became dimmer. He was concentrating too much on running and looking for a sign of Shinichi that he didn't notice an object on the ground. He tripped on it and almost fell before catching himself at the last moment. When he looked back at what he tripped on, his eyes widened in fear and surprise. He immediately took the object in his hands and ran faster than before.

'Please be alright, Kudou,' he thought as he ran, holding in his hands tightly the object from earlier - a brunette wig.

The hallway soon became almost entirely pitch black. He slowed down and took a few steps forward first, letting his sight get used to the dark environment. When he was a little used to the dark already, he sensed the surroundings. There didn't seem to be any danger, nor did there seem to be another person in that dark area.

He still continued onward though, when he suddenly felt the presence of another person. He tensed and almost grabbed his card gun, when he realized that said person didn't show any sign of action. When he squinted his eyes and looked in front of him, he vaguely saw the outline of a person lying on his/her side not too far from where he was. He immediately ran over hoping it was Shinichi and felt for the person's hand. It was deathly cold, but he could feel the pulse though it was a bit faint. He then decided to help this person out, torn between hoping that this was their friend and not.

He carried the person in his arms and walked briskly back in the direction of the hall. When he got to an area with sufficient light, he looked at the person he was carrying and paled almost instantly upon recognizing Shinichi's face. With that, he ran.

He met Heiji as soon as he stepped out of the hallway. The Kansai detective was about to ask him whether he had any luck finding their friend but stopped when he saw that the answer was in the thief's arms.

"What happened?" he asked, worried.

"No time to explain. Let's get a cab and get back to my place," Kaito replied, panic slowly creeping into his voice. This didn't go unnoticed by Heiji who then realized the gravity of the situation.

Both teens immediately went outside the hotel and called for a cab. Once they hailed one, all three sat at the back seat with the still unconscious Shinichi between the two of them.

Kaito looked out the window. He was frustrated with himself that he let the very much drunk Shinichi out of his sight. There was already something wrong with his friend then, but he didn't even bother thinking what would happen if the he went around by himself at the state he was in. And now this. He clenched his fist and with the action, he noticed that he was still holding on to the brunette wig that he almost tripped on from earlier. His irritated thoughts at himself then turned to confusion. He looked at Shinichi and saw that he still had long hair. Then whose wig was it that he was holding?

On the other hand, Heiji couldn't take his eyes off their friend's face. He was looking out for any signs of consciousness which he hoped would appear soon. But he found it hard to look since all he saw was the still-deathly pale face and an expression that looked like the boy was in so much pain. He grit his teeth and hardened his expression.

The rest of the ride was spent in silence, both boys still wrapped in their own thoughts, and both wishing that this horrible night would end soon.

Author's Notes: Well that was much longer than I expected. Actually, when I first wrote this, it was as a continuous story. So no chapters, just one long story in a notebook. It's actually very hard to think of the right moment where to end a chapter. Hmm.

Sorry about the descriptions. I'm not very good at them, be it description of a person or a place or whatever. I'll still try my best though.

I'm still not quite sure when I may be able to finish the next chapter. I have to rack my brain for the original story first, then try to improve on that.

Thank you for those reading this! Please do leave reviews when you can so I know what to improve on. :)