Hello everyone : D Thanks for taking time to read this story. I just need a few days to clear my head, so I wanted to write a short story. It will probably be two chapters long. Three at most.

This idea has been in my head for quite a while and I am really bored right now so I'll write and post it here.

Please enjoy. This is my favorite OVA ^^ In case you didn't watch OVA 10, I don't want to really spoil it if you didn't but The detective boys quite literally fished Kid from the sky from a heist, and on the way down, Kid managed to lose his monocle and part of his uniform and the kids thinks he's Shinichi. Then the adventure continues. They run into the owner of tonight's heist gem and finds out he has been smuggling guns and making counterfeit art and gems.

Sorry for any grammar issues, if you spot some, please do tell me.

Oh by the way: Shachō = President

"Looks like you saw something you shouldn't have, huh?" The man's voice was full of confidence and it made Kid flinch on the inside. But nevertheless, he kept his face perfectly neutral, lowering his head in such an angle that the man would not be able to see his face.

"Nezu-Shacho…." The thief said in an equally confident voice, he barely glanced back as the three children hugged onto his blue shirt tightly.

"I'll let you see the real diamond as a parting gift." Nezu grinned triumphantly and took a small case from his breast pocket and opened it.

The Artemis' Teardrop shined brightly in its case.

"I appreciate your generosity….but you carry the real one out of fear, huh? You think Kid will take away the real one after discovering the fake." Kid grinned and the man's face scrunched up in fury.

"SHUT UP!" The man yelled loudly and the kids winced.

"Because you know our secret, you have to die." Nezu finished with a smile and three of his four men raised their guns and aimed for the four below.

The magician tensed with a frown, and readied into a protective stance in front of the children. They let out small cries and held onto him even tighter.

Damn it….these bastards are more troublesome than those crocodiles… Kid thought with a curse. He has only his card gun with him and that didn't really give him any advantage over three men with real guns. He also had three kids with him. What the hell was he supposed to do?

He jumped out of his thoughts when he heard the cocks of the hammer being pulled back and the safety lock being turned off. Crap! Nezu must've seen the pure look of terror on his face because the man grinned again before uttering one word.

"FIRE!"

Then a loud noise interrupted the shooting. It sounded a lot like something huge disrupting the air. The groups, both the ones on the balcony and the ones on the ground below watched in surprise as a ridiculously large soccer ball made its way between them.

Chance! Kid smirked softly before reaching into his pocket and pulling out his card gun. Without hesitation, he fired at the ball.

The ball exploded when the card touched it. A huge amount of compressed air filled the area. Nezu and his men cursed and covered their faces as the air hit them hard. The Detective Boys cried out and did the same.

"You-"One of the men cursed and aimed his gun straight as Kid. Then was promptly hit in the face by Conan and his skateboard. Then the boy continued on and hit the other two squarely in the face.

"Damn you!" Nezu's secretary hissed, whipping out his own gun and aimed it at detective. Another card shot out and hit the secretary's glasses off. The man momentarily faltered, to touch his face. At that quick moment, Conan whipped out his watch and a tranquilizer needle found its way embedded into the secretary's neck.

With a yawn, the man fell limp against the stairs.

The company president looked at Conan and then back at Kid. A moment later, the man whipped around and started to run for the exit.

The thief glared and shot a card at him, slicing through his breast pocket and the case that held the jewel fell to the floor.

Nezu stopped and cursed, reaching back for it, only to be stopped by another card. With a fearful cry, Nezu scrambled up the staircase and towards the cave opening.

"You're not going anywhere!" Conan muttered before chasing after him, sparing a quick glance at Kid. He would come back for the thief later.

The thief watched silently as Conan left the cave room with a sigh. Well, at least the problem was solved. He looked at the kids before smiling; maybe it was time for him to take his leave.

That was his plan until he heard a soft muttering following by the cock of a gun.

"Damn it…." He heard and barely had time to turn around in fear before he saw the man aim at the kids.

A shot rang out.

His body burned. It burned like hell. That was the first thing that crossed his mind as he began to crumble on the floor.

I…made it….somehow I made it to…them…in time. He smiled; at least he had managed to protect them.

Then all he felt was pain.

When Conan heard that gunshot, he knew something was wrong. Leaving Nezu where he was currently laying, he made a beeline back into the cave. There he froze and stared at one of the men. Apparently, he hadn't hit him hard enough because the man was currently holding a gun with shaking hands, smoke emitting from the end, marking that a bullet had recently been fired. He then turned to see the kids surrounding Kid, who crumbled to the ground holding his side.

Conan felt anger bubbling inside of them.

"You bastard!" He growled before reaching for his belt, shooting out another soccer ball and kicked it hard. The ball smacked the man in the face and he fell back down. He wouldn't be waking for another few hours.

Conan then jumped over the railing, landing gracefully, and hurried to Kid's side. He had known something was up when he saw the Detective Boys sneak away during the heist. Who would have thought they actually caught the Kid…and then end up fooled into thinking the thief was Kudo Shinichi…..?

"C-Conan-kun….." Ayumi was crying softly and Genta looked shocked.

"What happened?" Conan demanded. Kid was lying on the floor, shaking noticeably. But what had them all scared was the increasing stain on the thief's royal blue dressed shirt.

"I-I don't know. A-after you left, Shinichi-oniisan began walking away and then he suddenly turned around. T-then, I'm not sure what happened next, it went by t-too fast." Ayumi then broke down into sobs.

"Conan-kun….he's not Shinichi-san….is he?" Mitsuhiko frowned at the card gun, lying a few feet away.

The boy chose not to answer but instead reached into his pocket and took out his handkerchief. The thief was pale and trembling.

"Kid, can you hear me?" He murmured softly hoping the three couldn't hear him. But sadly he was wrong.

"E-eh, K-kid? Conan, don't tell me-"Genta stammered as the other two also voiced their surprise.

"Be quiet for a second!" Conan hissed loudly and the three quickly shut their mouths and stood around Kid, waiting for Conan's next instructions.

"Kid, answer me." He said again, a little more desperate this time. He stared down at the wound with narrowed eyes. Kid's hand was wrapped around his side tightly but the detective could still see the blood flowing freely through his fingers. The thief's eyes were clenched tight, and Conan could see him biting his lips until he broke skin in order to keep from yelling out in pain.

He watched Kid struggle to open his eyes. They looked cloudy with pain.

"Y-yo, tantei-kun, fancy meeting you here." Kid gave a out-of-breath laugh and tried to grin but it turned into a pained grimace a second later.

"Barou, shut up, you got shot." Conan hissed in annoyance.

"Ah, so that's why it hurts so much." Another raspy laugh.

"Shut up it's not funny. Now move your hand so I can see the wound." Conan ordered sharply and Kid obeyed. As soon as the hand was removed, a sudden burst of blood came and Kid nearly curled up in pain, his skin losing even more color than before. The Detective boys gasped and Ayumi closed her eyes with a cry.

Conan immediately studied the wound, probing it gently, not wanting to tear the major blood vessel in the liver. It was perforating wound. A enter and exit wound. He sighed in relief, so there was no need to perform any surgery to take out a bullet. Then he frowned. But Kid was shot in the abdomen. Like a chest wound, it was one of the worst places to be shot, it would take a lot of work to control the bleeding. If he doesn't control it….Kid could die of blood loss in a matter of minutes. With that in mind, he quickly pressed the handkerchief onto the wound, earning a pained hiss from the thief.

"Quiet, the bullet's not in your body anymore, so you don't have to worry about surgery. But you are still losing a lot of blood."

"Oh joy." Kid mutters.

"I told you to shut up." Conan growled and cursed under his breath as the handkerchief quickly turned red. He looked up at the three.

"Guys, do any of you have anything to stop the bleeding? A handkerchief? A napkin? Anything?"

The three shook their heads and Conan cursed again.

"Ah, Conan-kun, I have the spread that we used during the picnic." Mitsuhiko offered and Conan brightened up.

"Really? Well then, help me get him onto it. It's better than having him laid on the floor."

"…..I think I might have some needle and thread." Conan froze and stared down at Kid in surprised.

"W-what?" Conan stammered. Needle and thread….AHA! Exactly what he needs.

"W-where is it?"

"….my suit jacket." Conan's heart fell slightly.

"And where is that?" He whispered.

"Back near the fence."

"Damn it, we have no time. Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, Genta!"

"H-hai?" The three chirped nervously.

"I need you to do something for me okay? Can you handle it?" Conan spoke in a deep serious tone. The three nodded, looking at each other nervously. They understood how severe the situation at hand was. They couldn't screw up.

"Okay then, I want you three to go back and find Kid's jacket. I need that needle and thread to stitch him back up. Nakamori-keibu and the others are still chasing that dummy so we don't have any police help. The cell phones are out of signal around this area and it's too far to go back to the hotel. We need to do this ourselves, do you understand?"

"Yes, Conan-kun! We'll get you the jacket and help save Kid-san!" Ayumi forced a watery smile to her face before dragging the other two out the cave and back to the fence.

Kid laid silently, panting as he turned his head to stare at the detective.

"Why?" He said. Conan turned to him with a raised eyebrow.

"Why what?"

"Why are you helping me?"

"….why shouldn't I be?"

"Tantei-kun, I'm injured and can barely stand up. You could have just asked those brats to stay behind while you ride back to the hotel and call for an ambulance. And at the same time, get Nakamori-keibu and the task force. Hell, you could even find out my identity right now." Kid laughed, but it turns into a hacking cough. He winces as each cough brings a shot of pain, and more blood.

"I told you to shut up." Conan hissed, pressing hard against the wound.

"Ouch." Kid says and Conan rolls his eyes. He studied the thief casually. He had to admit it was hard not to. Kid had mussed up his hair in order to look like his own tamed style, which wasn't really working out. The thief's hair had started to stick up again into what could only be the thief's natural hairstyle.

"You still haven't answered my question, tantei-kun." Kid whispered as his head began to cloud. How much blood had he lost already? He let out a yelp by accident when Conan applied extra pressure to the wound.

"What was that for?" He glared at the boy with a pout.

"Barou, I said it before, I'm not going to let you die before I catch you fair and square."

End of chapter one. I hope it was satisfactory. Also this will probably be a two-shot. I'll see later on. Ah and I have never been shot before so I'm not sure how to treat entrance and exit wounds and Google and Bing wasn't really all that helpful -_- but I hope I got it mostly right.

Please review if you can, it makes me feel appreciated.