Disclaimer: I don't own Detective Conan.

A/N: Wow. I don't know what happened to me but I think the sickness of writer's block has finally gotten to my system! These past few days, I've had more than 5 fic ideas already, and very eager to write them… But, once I sat down in front of my PC and started to open a new file and type… I'd end up reading other fics or reading another DC manga chapter instead… It's like I've lost my interest. Well, now, I'm trying to recuperate from that -not writing stories anymore- illness and the only medicine is TO WRITE MORE of course!

Summary: Agasa feels that Haibara is up to something no good… and, as Conan enters her room, Agasa's suspicions were true as they were clear of doubt… Now, can Conan stop her?! …from harming her eyes?! And the idea of Conan in Ai's room was inspired by "Discovery" of HopeGrace1290

Genre: Friendship

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STORY: Blind

Chapter 1: Suspicions

This all starts in Agasa- hakase's house.

"Shinichi, can you please get my comb? It's upstairs, um… I forgot to bring it down…"

Agasa requested to Conan while smiling at him sheepishly.

Conan sighed and gave him a look.

"Is that why you called me all the way from Mouri's?" Conan asked, disappointed, his eyes were now moon shaped. "…to get your comb to fix your messy gray hair? Huh, I don't believe this…"

Conan slouch his shoulders as he climbed up the stairs, going for hakase's room.

Before Conan climbed his last steps upwards, Agasa called out to him, now in a serious voice.

"Jitsuwa (the truth is)… the reason why I called you over, is because of Ai-kun…"

Conan flinched upon hearing this and turned around to face him.

"What about her?" He asked in a stern voice, controlling his sound of worry.

Agasa sighed, scratching his bald spot.

"You see, I'm getting worried about Ai-kun these past few days. She's been acting strange. I feel that she's up to something…"

Conan arched a brow in curiosity. "Uh… like how is she acting odd?"

Agasa told him. "I just called you now because she just left for the grocery… but she'll be back in about ten minute's tops… Can you go and at least try to talk to her… casually, and you might be able to dig up something… I'm really shimpai (worried)…"

"Why?" Conan asked again, getting slightly irritated having to stand long on the high steps of hakase's staircase.

"You see, every night, right before bedtime, she locks herself in her room and when I try to…… okay, this wasn't spying, and I was WORRIED… Well, I pressed my ears on her door, hoping that I could hear something… on what she's doing. But, I heard sniffs, Shinichi. Yes, I'm not sure but I think that she was crying… again…"

Conan's face fell. Now, his heart sank with it. "Haibara's crying again? Taku… I thought I already talked to her once in a while to ease her troubles and her paranoia… Poor girl…"

"And, not only that, she always sleeps late at night I presume, since, every morning; I can see that she has thick eye bags and it looks like she lacked sleep…"

Conan's eyes widened. "I notice that with her, too! I often ask her in school on why is she so tired and drained all the time, she says that she's staying in the lab, making the antidote… you mean, she lied?" Conan asked sadly. "Why would she lie to me?"

Agasa told him again. "I'm really sure that she was always in her room this past week, it would always be locked and I'd hear her crying, Shinichi! And, there is another odd thing about her… she puts more onions as usual in her cooking… and she seems to be going to the grocery a lot… and for a long period of time, but only bringing home miniscule amount of food items… I don't dare ask her why she took so long to buy such few stuffs, Ai-kun usually shops slow, but not THAT slow… she might think that I don't appreciate her helping me in the household chores and duties so I don't even want to ask her what's going on… you know her…"

"That's really suspicious…" Conan nodded in agreement.

"Plus, I'd see her sometimes… although she's hiding it, I can see through her pockets that she has tiny medicine bottles with her, too…" Agasa said anxiously. "And I've heard her say the phrase Eyes Too Tired To See The World very often, too… What's going on, Shinichi? You're the tantei… you go figure that out… what could be wrong with her…?"

Conan's jaw gritted. "I've got to solve this… I've a bad feeling…"

Agasa began to smile again. "Oh yeah… and while you're at it… please get my comb now… I really need to comb my hair now…"

Conan laughed sarcastically. "I'm getting it… I'm getting…" He pulled himself up by pushing against the rail and he finally walked up to the second floor.

"Eto…(now lets' see)… hakase no tobira…heya… wa doko…(where is professor's door… room…)?"

Conan murmured to himself.

He scanned from left to right as he walked across the hall.

"Ah… koko…(here)…" He saw a door and pushed it open.

He entered the room, hoping to see hakase's comb to tame his wild bushy hair. Instead of seeing that, he saw a small mahogany desk… and went near it.

His eyes widened as his mouth gapped wide open in realization upon seeing… now reading a small torn piece of memo pad on the desk.

This WASN'T hakase's room.

This was Miyano Shiho's room. Ai-kun's room, as what hakase would call it. And Haibara's heya (room) in Conan's point of view.

The point is… Conan was actually stepping inside her room.

Yeah, she'd kill him if she knew.

Now, Conan was going to be a good little boy and leave right away to preserve her privacy. But, Haibara, who was not there, had no luck whatsoever on that smug detective. Yes, of course, he was a detective after all, and he had to solve Haibara's mystery given by hakase and so he couldn't help but staying inside the room, remaining there… peering on her stuff. He knew it was intruding privacy, but he was doing it for the greater good.

Really.

He laughed inside, Conan very well knew that this wasn't right… he was just going to read her memo pad, not being able to resist curiosity, and leave afterwards with no trace. Well, he'd try.

Man, if Haibara had that fingerprint identification scanner like what those people in the show CSI have or like what the autopsy team or the FBI usually have, he'd be dead duck since his fingerprints are everywhere on her desk. And he wouldn't even consider in wiping in by rubbing his fingers on the desk since that will leave some of his sweat, some of his dead epidermis skin, DNA, there and that would be worst.

Yeah, but he'd guess that Ai didn't have any of those crime tools used by forensics… even if she wants to be one… She's just 8 for crying out loud… well, an 18 year old in an 8 year old body to be correct, but still…

If Miyano Shiho was a sweet and kind hearted 18 year old cutie whose only concern is her make up and her flirting skills, then, he wouldn't mind and wouldn't give worrying a time of day. But, no, he was dealing with an 18 year old paranoid, a girl with an IQ of 180, and a girl who can outsmart him at many times. And what's worst, she's just as sharp and keen as her former colleague, Gin. And, she is paranoid so if her things were moved by 1 cm, she'd know, and she'd scan her whole room if needed be just to find the intruder or interrogate everyone.

Even Agasa hakase, her foster father, was forbidden to enter her room unless with permission. She loves privacy too much. If hakase was not allowed, well, then all the more this Kudo detective geek…

Conan shuddered at the thought as he thought of the possibilities of her punishments to him.

He grabbed hold of the torn piece of memo pad and started to understand what he read.

It was a to-do list.

This was for today.

A/N: everything in bold letters is Conan's thoughts.

Conan smiled.

Wonder what Haibara has in stored for today. It's a Saturday…

It's written curtly, just like Haibara's style. Simple and short.

Wake up in the morning at 9:00am.

Conan smiled warmly at this.

She's so exact, even the precise time that she will wake up; she'd even consider writing this here. She's got self discipline, Conan thought, when he remembered that when he was in high school, before turning into Conan, he was always late for school because he would wake up very late, he doesn't even have an alarm clock with him. He looked around her room. Wow, Haibara had 3 alarm clocks. No wonder she can wake up even when she's sleepy!

Eat toast bread and coffee after.

That's a nice breakfast, Conan thought.

Take a warm shower.

Ah… a warm shower's ALWAYS good. Then, Conan blushed, imaging Ai take a bath.

Go visit my doctor.

Oh… okay… read on…

Pause! Wait a minute!

GO BACK! GO BACK!

EEEHHHH…… Doctor? Haibara's seeing a doctor??? Conan wondered in disbelief and shock. Since when did Haibara go to a check up? Is she sick and she's not telling us… but she looks fine to me… Doctor… she couldn't have been referring to hakase, because she said MY doctor, and she wouldn't claim hakase her own possession.

Oh… well… doctor? That was odd. Now… read more…

Buy onions…

What the hell is it with her and onions? Conan thought slowly upon remembering hakase telling him that she uses excessive onions now.

Once home, take another shower…

Eyes Too Tired To See The World…

Wait… here it is again… the phrase that hakase was talking about. This IS odd. I have a bad feeling… What the hell is with that phrase anyways!

Cut onions and cry.

Now, why would she write this? As if crying is important… she wouldn't write this here in her to-do list. What does she mean by this? She will cut onions so that she CAN cry? But why does she like to cry on purpose anyway…? Wakaranai…(I don't understand)

This is just too weird… What is with her and onions anyway?!

Oh well, what else is written below here… ah…there it is…

Conan's eyes scanned the sheet of memo pad downwards.

Drop Olopatadine HCL Patanol on eyes.

Conan's eyes widened as his heart made a 'thump'. There was an uncomfortable feeling inside his stomach. He felt something was REALLY wrong.

Olopatadine HCL Patanol? What the heck is that?! Is that even a medical term?! She's a scientist after all… the hell, what is that?! Uh…wait! HCL… isn't that hydrochloric acid… uh-huh, right, that's … sore wa (that's)… MURIATIC ACID!!! Conan's eyes vibrated in horror as his pupils grew dangerously wide. WHY would Haibara apply acid in her eyes?!! Is she CRAZY?! That will BURN her eyes!!!! Conan swallowed hard, remembering the phrase 'Eyes Too Tired To See The World' and bit his lip, eyes shining with sadness.

Haibara's… she's…she's trying to make herself blind… Conan thought miserably while his heart sank. Poor…poor girl… She's tired of seeing this cruel world, and now…instead of suicide… she wants to be blind?! Ah… so that was what hakase was talking about! The medicine bottle he's been seeing…that was it! This is TERIBLE… I have to stop her… I won't let her do this to herself…

Conan thought bitterly.

Now… onto the next line…

Conan's eyes scrolled downwards yet again.

Wait for the effect and go to bed.

Wait for the 'effect', huh? ... The effect of becoming blind… Haibara's gone mad!

Anyway, I've got to stop her… I can't let this happen, never! I promised to protect her… and I also promise to lead her to the right path! Haibara… why…why are you letting yourself suffer like this?

Then, Conan heard footsteps… footsteps entering within the vicinity of hakase's dwelling place. His stomach churned while a drop of sweat made its way down his pale cheek as he heard the voice of the aloof girl… but in truth woman, whom he feared might kick his butt and leave him dead on the spot for good if she found out about him, the uninvited guest in her room.

"Hakase, I'm home!"

Haibara Ai, the girl who owned the to-do list that Edogawa Conan had been reading and lived in the room which he had been spying on just about now, greeted the professor in monotone.

"Welcome home, Ai-kun!"

Professor Agasa tried to hide the worry and nervousness in his tone-- because Conan was up there and if she caught him inside her room, Agasa hakase might as well be thrown out in the local fish market since it's obvious that he's in cahoots with Conan's intrusion of her privacy, Haibara was so keen that she was even more scary and dangerous. She might as well disown Agasa hakase as her surrogate father/guardian, if it were possible. Luckily, he found himself fairly good in lying, too.

He thought so… but, was he really?

Hakase gave a phony little laugh while scratching his head--- in nervousness actually.

Amidst Agasa's knowledge, Haibara found him slightly suspicious and guilty of something. She was sharp that way, as if she could read people's minds and see through their disguises and pretenses. That was how well trained she was under the syndicate since she was little.

Haibara gave a sharp look at him before going inside the bathroom for a steamy shower.

There's something hakase's not telling me… Haibara thought.

Inside the bathroom, Haibara frowned while she slowly took off her clothes. Then, she smiled.

I've got new shampoo!

Haibara exclaimed in her head with bright eyes when she opened her new bottle of shampoo and conditioner that she had just bought from the grocery today. She removed her undershirt and stepped inside the steamy bath tub while squeezing out fragrant shampoo and applying it on her hair.

Conan carefully placed the memo pad back on its precise positioning on her desk. Conan waited for the right moment… Conan waited for the sound of the shower, hence, the sound of moving water. Then, when he heard a "whoosh…shush…splash…whoosh…" sound coming from the shower room, he slowly and carefully walked step by step down the stairs, not trying to create a single audible creak from the wooden steps of the stairs.

He hoped that the shower of hers was loud enough to cover the little squeaking noise that the wooden floor made whenever he would take a step downwards. Every step was like an important second of his life; for, he knew not if he could even reach the exit door of this house alive.

Man, if Haibara sprung out from the shower room naked; which was very unlikely, seeing that she was quite the conservative, had morals …although sarcastic, kind of girl, catching him on the act having sneaked in her secretive bedroom, but still, if that happened otherwise, he didn't know what to do… He'd probably be up in the skies by then by the time Haibara gets her hands on him. He thought while swallowing loud enough for the ants on the ground to hear. Sweat slid across his face and it tickled him, too.

He sighed in relief as soon as he was able to reach the last step of the stairs.

"Hakase…" Conan whispered ever so softly, his eyes still guarding the door of the bathroom where Haibara was in. What? He needed to keep an eye on that door… or… or…she's jump out of the tub and karate chop him… He gulped audibly again. You could most likely say that little Conan-kun was slightly, no, a lot guilty of his actions of intrusion. But, after he read her to-do list, he indeed confirmed now that it was for the greater good. It was for Haibara's eye sight.

Agasa looked at him with worry as Conan's steps were inaudible as he reached his hand for the doorknob.

"I'll be right back later evening… I'll talk to her… everything will be fine…" Conan said with a smile that was assuring. "I promise."

And with that, he opened the door gently, and with that came a soft 'click' sound from the closed door.

Take care of her for me…Shinichi-kun… Agasa thought, he was filled with trust with the young ace detective.

Haibara abruptly stopped humming soft tunes while gently shampooing her silky brown red hair when her sharp ears heard a faint sound of a closing door outside. -Yes, again…the organization has trained her senses too well.

Her eyes narrowed and her eyelashes flickered once again as her mind was confirmed with her suspicions.

Something's up… Haibara thought sharply. They know what I'm up to… Shimeta… (oh no)They're on to me!

This was supposed to be a one-shot, but, became a multi-chapter instead, haha.