Prooobably gonna finish coloring this. Sometime... Eventually... Soon?

I'm gonna advertise Becky Tailweaver's Relative Truth: [link]
Awesome fic for anyone who likes Conan and Kaito being blood related. XD

Becky's a very talented writer, and I love a bunch of her fics to itty-bitty pieces. She's done some wonderful Zelda and Inuyasha stories as well.

Fic clip:

"Mom? It's me--lemme talk to Dad, quick!"

"Huh?" Yukiko Kudo yawned on the other end, somewhat befuddled as she switched to her native tongue. "What? Who is this?"

"I need to talk to Dad." He pitched his voice as low as he could, trying to sound as much like himself as possible--drat, where was his bow-tie when he needed it? "Mom, it's me, Shinichi!"

"Oh..." His mother yawned again. "Shinichi...honey...do you know what time it is?"

"Never mind! Just put Dad on the phone, please!"

"Eh...alright..." There were muffled noises on the other end, and his mother's tired voice saying distantly, "Dear, your son wants to talk to you."

After a moment, his father's crisp--but slightly sleepy--tones sounded. "Shinichi? What's up, son? I would have thought you'd realize what the time difference is, here--"

Shinichi took a breath, gulping, then spoke. "Dad, why am I a thief?"

There was utter silence on the other end. Some part of Shinichi's mind registered that this was, quite possibly, the first time in his memory that his father had been shocked speechless.