#Conan's Ghost form is no longer naked happy days

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A Detective’s new groove  (or Conan finally gets clothes for his ghost form)

Again I got a lot of ideas for future events and hey by doing this I have an easier time writing the ‘first night’ I’m almost at the kidnapping case in my writing so at worst its going to be released a week from now, baring life issues. This is about ~5ish months in not sure yet on the timeline all I know is that it’s before Team Detective(Shinichi/Conan, Ran, Agasa, and Ai as the core group with the detective boys, and Heiji on the peripheries) and meets Team Phantom (which is going to be planned for during ‘Realty Trip’ after all that concert was broadcast worldwide if I remember right and well that is the first proof Shinichi has that he isn’t alone... Plus Freakshow is right up Shinichi’s alley) but after they met Haibara Ai

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Ran blinks as she recovers from the bright light blue flash that marks her Best Friend/boyfriend’s age shift... maybe she should have knocked first as she looks at a seven year old Shinichi/Conan who looks like he is recovering from a heart attack and trying to hurriedly put on his glasses.

“Ran please knock before you walk into the room!” Conan yells “You nearly gave me a heart attack, I thought Oji-san had come home early! Do you have any idea how bad it would be for him to find out I’m Shinichi!”

“I don’t think Otou-san knowing would be that bad... he honestly can’t be worse then Hattori-san. Seriously does he even realize how much in danger he's putting you both in. We made the alias of Edogawa Conan for a reason!” Ran rants her honest frustration coming out with every word, Ran pauses and looks at Conan, “Um, Why did you age-shift in the first place? Don’t you normally try to avoid doing so as much as possible?”

Conan blushes, “I wanted to reach Oji-san’s case files without flying. I may be used to my powers now, but sometimes I really don’t feel like using them much. Also if Oji-san find out I’m Shinichi he will likely kick me out! I don’t want to go back to my stupid Mansion!” Conan sticks out his tongue in pure disgust, and not for the first time Ran picks up Shinichi’s more child-like tendencies when he's age-shifted. 

It’s really interesting that he never notices himself and to be honest its those same tendencies that helps her keep the names straight, so she isn’t going to argue with them. 

Ran startles as she suddenly remembers why she came in to see him in the first place. “Right, Conan I came in to tell you that Sonoko is having a costume party this next weekend, and though you can’t go as Shinichi. I already asked Sonoko if I can bring you as Conan along and she agreed. I bought a few costumes you can choose from for it as well... I hope we don’t end with a murder again.”

Conan gives a slight glare and mumbles, “we don’t run into murders all the time.” As he walks toward the table in the next room over with the five bags of costumes on it.

The first bag Conan reaches into to take out the costume inside contains a cheap superman costume which gets a maybe if their is nothing else better. The second contains a crappy Vampire costume that gets rejected outright. 

The third gets Ran a glare as Conan pulls out a mini Kaitou KID outfit. This costume doesn’t just get rejected, it gets kicked into the trash as Ran just about dies laughing at Conan’s face. The fourth is not much better as its a puppy costume so that gets trashed as well.

The last bag and the last costume choice was different from the others. Its grayscale with mostly lighter grays, the cloth its made of is stretchy, and the whole costume is very reminiscent of the classic outfit worn by Sherlock Holmes. Its extremely well made and Conan face literally lights up at the sight of it as his eyes start glowing brightly.

“Ran, Ran! It’s perfect I’m putting it on right now!” Conan excitedly says looking all the world like the seven year old he appears to be as he literally starts changing in the middle of the room. Ran was about to stop him but is frozen when arcs of white light crackle across his skin. Something ghostly is going on with her friend and by this time she’s learned its better to let nature run its course.

Conan quickly changes out of his casual clothes and into the Sherlock costume. Its one size to big but Conan doesn’t seem to care or notice, as he is grinning so wide that If Ran didn’t know he was only part human she would be afraid he would injure himself. 

The arcing white light seems to touch every part of the costume changing it with every touch It inverts the colors and changes the fit so its perfect. When it touches his hair where it pokes out under the hat it turns the hair white. The white light builds and builds and before both of them know it Conan is forced completely into his ghost form in an involuntary transformation, but unlike the many times before Conan has clothes on. The costume Ran just bought has had the colors inverted and made to fit Conan perfectly.

“Ran? what just happened? why am I a ghost? I don’t remember changing.” Conan asks confused as he looks down on himself and his new outfit. He really does look like a mini-detective with that outfit on.

“I think we finally figured out how to put clothes on your ghost form. Other then that I’m not sure” Ran says as Conan tilts his head with curiosity, “What ever just happened is likely a ghost thing we can’t explain right now, though.”

“Wait, do you really think they will stick?” Conan asks as he summons the transformation ring to turn himself back into a human.

As the transformation rolls over Conan, Ran snorts. “I do believe so given that now it seems the naked one is your human form.” Ran states as the Rings leave Conan standing only in his underwear

“Eep,” Conan squeaks out before grabbing his clothes and rushing to put them on. Once he has clothes on again he asks, “Do you think you can get another one by the costume party, I really like that outfit.”

“Mabye, if you behave and get the two costume out of the trash so I can get a return on them.” Ran says and as Conan scrambles to recover the thrown away costume, Ran can’t help but sigh.

Just another day as the best friend of an age-changing, Yūrei Hanyou, detective, that moonlights as a seven year old after all