The White Moon\'s Truth

Sorry about the long wait, but I had forgotten my laptop at home while I went on vacation and when I finally got back home I had to get ready for the new semester of collage so I to put my fanfiction on hold for a while.

Thank you so much Animedevildog and Haljaruna! I'm so happy that I got reviews for this!

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Conan decided for now that he would suspend any interrogations for the distraught family for a few hours, it helped some that he had been able to over hear Inspector Megure, Detective Mori and Inspector Nakamori talk about bringing the mother and son to Mori’s detective agency tomorrow to do their own brand of interrogation.

Conan snorted at that thought, but he did so quietly so that he didn’t bring attention to himself, he had quite enough of that tonight thank you very much.

‘If you want to call what they do interrogation, Inspector Megure’s pretty good at it but he tends to forget the minor details that later could become the key points to solving cases, and Mori’s about as useful as a wet napkin and I don’t know much about how Inspector Nakamori does things…now that I think about it why is he here? I don’t remember if he’s on the homicide unit…I believe that he specializes in burglary and armed robbery...hmmm’

As Conan walked around the crime scene looking for any evidence that the police might have missed he couldn’t help but think about his newest mystery…Kuroba Kaito.

At the moment Kaito was still comforting his hysterical mother, Ran had finally given up at trying to making Conan stand by her and had moved over to see if she could help with calming down Kuroba-san.

Conan looked over at the huddled group and was startled to see a pair of narrowed blue eyes focused on him. Conan quickly made sure that his childish mask was on place and then he proceeded to waved somewhat cheerfully to Kuroba-kun. He had done it not just because he was sure that was what any other child would have done but because…well he kind of hoped that it might cheer Kuroba some. Conan could clearly see the tear trails on the teen’s face and they were still falling in a steady stream.

Instead of the usual adult reaction which was to either wave back or roll his eyes Kuroba did something else entirely…he mouthed a sentence soundlessly.

Conan froze, it didn’t matter that they were on opposite sides of the room, nor did it matter that Conan couldn’t hear him. Conan was well trained in the art of lip reading. His father had made him take a course in Hawaii at a local investigation class, not that it took much persuading; Conan had been fascinated by it and quickly excelled in the class.

So Conan was able to understand clearly what Kuroba had just said to him, he just wasn’t to sure he wanted to.

:See you tomorrow Shinichi Kudo, we have much to discuss:

Conan wasn’t to sure how to respond, on one hand he wanted to just stand there and gap with disbelief, on the other he wanted to march right up to Kuroba and demand answers. But luckily for Conan it seemed that Kuroba wasn’t expecting a respond because by the time Conan was able to restart his brain Kuroba had already turned back towards his mother and with the added help of Ran and Inspector Nakamori led her out of the crime scene and into an unmarked car.

By the time Conan got over his shock he only had a moment to see Kuroba get into the car, before it took off.

Conan quickly ran towards the entrance but he had only enough time to see the back of the car as it turned down another street.

‘Damn it! What the hell just happened…? How the hell did he know my real name and who the hell is he really?’

Conan saw that Ran had stayed behind and was just now coming back up the small stairs that were in front of the entrance to the pool bar.

“Ran-chan…is that lady ok? Who were they and do you know anything about them?!”

Conan tried to project a sense of childish naivety, but it was slight harder to accomplish at the moment because of how tired he was, but luckily for him Ran was just as tired so she answered without feeling an ounce of suspicion of Conan’s rather demanding attitude.

“Oh Conan-kun there you are, me and you are going home right now, Takagi-san is going to take us home since dad and Inspector Megure are going to pull an all night at the station. Oh and to answer your question that was Kuroba-san and her son, he’s the same age as me I think, they were really close friends of…the victim. I don’t know that much about them but I think I remember something about the name Kuroba…ah I can’t remember right now I’m too tired, maybe I’ll remember in the morning after a few hours of sleep. Come on Conan-kun its way past your bedtime.”

Conan held in a frustrated sigh and just nodded his head. He didn’t mind that much that he was leaving the crime scene. It was clear to him now that he wouldn’t find any kind of evidence. No the crime scene was virtually spotless of any type of mistakes or carelessly left behind evidence…he could now see that all the evidence that had been collected by the police had been deliberately left behind by the criminals.

To what end or for what reason Conan didn’t know but what he did know was that…Kuroba Kaito knew something and may have even been a part of the murder that had happened to Konosuke Jii…and no matter what Conan was determined to figure out and uncover just what Kuroba was hiding and how he had become aware of Conan’s darkest secret, his identity.

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Short I know, I’m already working on the next chapter, this story will be much shorter then Deathnote fanfiction and the chapters will also be shorter too.

I bet a lot of you are shocked about how fast I made everything go when Kaito showed Conan that he knew who he was, but Conan won’t really find out about Kaito being Kaitou Kid for a while yet. Don’t worry I know what I’m doing. It’s all apart of the plan…XD

Please Review and tell me what you think? Love it? Hate it? Tell me the whys and hows of the universe…heheh