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CHAPTER 1

" I do not think we'll see each other anymore after this." Haibara said.

Conan frowned as he watched her make her way for the front door, the rain splattering on the window outside. Their luck for the last few years had turned stale after all. Sure, finally they got the organization found out and sent them all to prison, but there were terrible prices to pay when they did that. There was no antidote. There was nothing in the beginning and the end. Just a blotched experiment with backfires. Conan had to tell Ran that Shinichi was dead. It was not easy; he and her cried for nights after that. But it was weeks after now, and Ran had gotten over it, although Conan caught her every now and then talking about Shinichi to her new boy-friend.
He didn't mind a bit, being one of Shinichi's biggest fans.

Conan hid a smile.

Haibara opened the door, facing tearful faces of Ayumi, Genta and Mitsuhiko. Conan just watched her leave, while the professor packed some extra things for her. " I knew you'd leave." The professor said. " So I packed some style magazines for you. It wasn't picked out by me, because I know nothing of the sort about. I asked the counter girl, and she recommended these to me."

" Thanks." Haibara said quietly, taking the bag from him.

Outside the rain continued to pour.

" I-I guess I'll see you all." Haibara said, stepping into a taxi. There was a strange bitterness that filled his heart at this, totally forgetting the irony on what she had just said. ' I don't think I'll see you all anymore,' and ' I'll guess I'll see you all.' Were in two totally different universes, but his mouth snapped shut.

It would just be stupid for him to quarrel with her on the last day.

" What's wrong?" Haibara said tauntingly. " Aren't you going to give me a kiss goodbye?"

Conan blinked, before smiling witheringly.

" Maybe next time." He said.

She turned and walked down the pavement.

" There won't BE a next time." She said softly, shutting the taxi door.

She gulped as she sat in the dark taxi, looking down at her feet.

" Where to, miss?" came the driver's kind voice.

She took one last look at Conan and the others.

" The airport." She said faintly. " The airport."

Conan watched the taxi leave the street, Haibara's hand visible in the cab, waving at them. Ayumi had started to cry. " Will we get to see her again?" Ayumi sobbed.

Conan sighed as he shut the door.

" Probably not." He said.

And the rain continued to fall.

-

10 YEARS LATER

Conan was tired.

It was strange to feel thirty in his head, but in real life he was still a mere twenty-one. He smiled bitterly as he walked into his house and unlocked the gate, pushing the door open when the professor's grinning face appeared in front of him. " WAH AUG!" Conan yelled, jumping back in shock. The professor wiped his dusty clothes and yawned.

" Well you finally got back," the professor said rather tiredly. " I've been waiting here to scare you for hours and hours."

" And was it worth the wait?" Conan asked rather sarcastically.

" Yeah." The professor said, grinning. Then his face fell and he suddenly looked important. " Hey, speaking of which, I have something I would like to talk to you about." Shinichi's sarcastic expression changed as quickly as his. " Oh yeah?" he asked, unlocking his door. " What about?"

" It's something I can't-er-say in public." He said.

Conan's eyes widened.

-

" AH? YOU GOT ME SUITED?"

The professor rubbed his temple tiredly and grinned at him sheepishly. " Yeah." He said. " A friend of mine said he had a ' daughter' who was extremely beautiful but didn't show much interest in men, as they were all-er-below her brain level."

" Brain level?" Conan asked, eyebrows raised.

" Yeah." The professor replied. " But it actually isn't his daughter. Just a scientist friend he had and wanted to know if I had a son or anyone who would be suitable with her."

" And you chose me." Conan said wirily.

" Glad to see you catching up so fast." The professor said.

" This is no time to joke around!" Conan snapped, and the professor flinched. " This is a wedding we're talking about! Why are you setting me up with some girl that I've never even met before? What if I totally hate her? Did you ever think of that? What if the girl who I'm looking for is just around the corner?"

The professor said nothing.

" Ran's married, Shinichi."

Conan turned cold.

" I know that." He said.

" Haibara's gone." The professor pressed on.

" I'm aware of that." Conan spat out.

" Then just give this girl a chance." The professor said brightly. " Who knows?"

" And what if I don't?" Conan said.

The professor blinked.

" Ahahahaha-ha?"

" I knew it." Conan said, a huge vein throbbing in his head.

" You're not-mad, are you?" the professor asked.

" No." Conan said, clenching his fists. " Not at all."

The professor gulped.

Conan sighed, giving up, and fell back into the chair behind him. There was no use in getting angry now, he said to himself. All he could wish now was that the girl wouldn't be TOO horrific and terrible to look at, and hope for the best. He scratched his head. " How old is she?" he asked.

" Just a few months older than you." The professor said brightly.

Conan raised his eyebrows.

" -In your fake age."

" Thank you."

He got up, yawning. " I'm going to bed." He said to the professor tiredly, and he nodded, getting up from his seat. " Yeah, I guess you'd better get ready to meet her tomorrow." He said, ignoring Conan who was faking to vomit. " I don't think you'll hate her. But my friend says she's kind of cold on the surface, but when you get to know her, she really IS a very sweet girl."

Conan stopped where he stood.

Could it be?

He smirked and continued walking.

Nah.

It couldn't be.

-

" Shinichi, you look terrible."

" Thanks, I love you too."

Shinichi didn't get a wink of sleep the following night, and had been tossing and turning in his bed all night, worrying himself hopefully sick, but woke up to find himself not only on the pink of health, but with a sore headache and huge eye bags. He yawned and bit into the slice of toast in his hands. Yes, the professor managed to force him into a suit. Yes, the professor managed to drag him into the car. Yes, the professor managed to get him to the front door of the house.

But he sure as Hell was not going to manage him to like this girl.

What in the chances was it possible for him to fall in love with a girl who was almost ten years younger than he was? Almost positively zero, in fact. The professor straightened his tie and knocked on the door, and it swung open immediately. The person who opened it looked extremely dotty, a large grin on his face as he saw them, and almost jumped into the professor's arms.

" Agasa! Long time no see!" he roared, smacking his shoulder blades so hard that it was appalling. He let go, and the professor rubbed his painful shoulders weakly. " This is Conan Edogawa." The professor said, pointing at Conan, who nodded slightly. The man raised his eyebrows as he looked at him up and down in a manner of almost checking him out.

" Very nice," he muttered, rubbing his chin. " You would look perfect with her. Too bad I wasn't a girl, or I would just pounce on you right now."

Conan laughed nervously.

The man coughed, and turned his heel.

" Wait here for a moment," he said. " I'll push-er-I mean, ask her to come out."

And off he went.

Conan blinked and watched him go.

" What's the girl's name?" he asked quietly.

The professor thought for a while.

" I-don't-know," he said sheepishly, and laughed.

" Whaat?" Conan asked, slurring his words.

" Well, he and I always believed in first love, and thus we thought it would be more romantic if you two didn't know anything about each other."

Conan almost punched him in the face right then and there.

" No wonder you both are single." He muttered.

" Whaat?" the professor asked, slurring his words right back.

" Nothing, nothing." Conan said, sitting down.

" I told you, I DON'T want to get married!" came a snappish reply, as he watched a girl being pushed into the living room. His eyes widened as he watched her being shown, part by part. His face rose into a blush. ' God, she's beautiful,' he whispered to himself. She had long, slender legs, a thin and tight waist, large bosom, a slender neck, and a goddess face.

Then he frowned.

Where did he see her before?

The professor was watching her, and his mouth opened slowly.

The girl stopped looking at the man and looked at the two of them, and she stopped in mid-sentence. Her eyes looked at from Conan to the professor.

" Well?" the man said, beaming. " Introduce yourself to him."

She just stared at him, before her luscious lips spread into a smile.

Such a familiar smile.

" Haibara." She said, her hands on her hips, enjoying the shocked ecpressions on the both of their faces.

" Haibara Ai."

END OF CHAPTER 1

I hope this can be a masterpiece, so please review me if you thought this was good. Chapter 2 will be more exciting, and I will add other characters like the appearance of the detective boys, Korogo, Eri, Ran, Heiji and Kazuha, Gin and the others-please READ AND REVIEW! And chapter 2 will be up and ready in a jiffy.

P.S. Looks like this story fits the name Ai Edogawa even more-;

Hopefully I can think of a good name for this.