For All You Know

[Kuroba Chikage]

After hearing some gossip from Yukiko and Aoko, Chikage was rather amused to discover that Kaito had gone through a little bit of trouble due to being mistaken for Yukiko's son Shinichi. She was aware of the striking resemblance from old newspaper articles she read back in Ekoda a long time ago. So that day, Chikage decided to borrow Yukiko's Jaguar E-Type and get to know the two girls herself. Unfortunately for Yukiko, she had a couple of errands to run and couldn't attend.

Chikage's injuries were healing well after she forced herself to take it easy, and after hearing that Conan's caretaker was Ran, it intrigued her even more. She wanted to get to know the boy-prodigy who caused trouble for not only her son on occasion but also others, and she presumed one of the easier methods was to get to know the caretaker.

The Jaguar E-Type had pulled up to Teitan High School just as the bell rang, and after getting out of the car, Chikage stood by the passenger door and waited.

[Kuroba Kaito]

Gone through a little bit of trouble, his ass. Being in Beika with the former meitantei's face was something of a great bother. It had been different in Ekoda, where he had grown up. People there had learned to not bother the teen that looked awful close to Kudo Shinichi-- or so help you God, you would end up with glitter clumped in your hair.

It was pretty much the same here, though his first antic in class had set off most of the skeptism. He was just all too different, but he supposed that didn't stop the conspiracy theories from floating around.

End of the day, and Kaito eyed the clock tick as their homeroom teacher briefed them on events coming up-- something about a festival and midterms. Something about tardiness and Kaito's eyes swiveled from the clock to the front as he set his chair back on the floor from where he'd been balancing on its two hind legs.

Laughter as the class reps mixed up whose turn it was to initiate the bow today. Customary bow, but out the window--

Was that Yukiko-san's car?

Wait, that figure by the car isn't--!

Mom??

Tearing his gaze from the window and making a face as he bowed to the teacher to signal the end of the day, he wondered why his /mom/ was here.

Embarassing, much? Oh, whatever.

Slinging his prepacked bag over his shoulder, he headed towards Ran-- but stopping to flick his partner's ear and getting a dry eyeroll in return.

Aoko would have hit him over in the head for that.

Rolling his eyes back at her, he put on an easy smile and waved to Ran-- "It seems like my mom is here with Yukiko-san's car. For some reason. Go out together?"

[Mouri Ran]

Everyone began to head out the classroom in pairs or groups, chatting along the way about the festival that Sensei had mentioned earlier. Ran hadn't put so much thought into it yet, it was the midterms she worried about. She'd have to start studying soon if she wanted to get good results from the tests.

As she packed away her last lingering materials, a shadow approached her seat and without turning around, she knew who the voice belonged to. Kaito-kun mentioned... something about his mom and Yukiko-san's car? Ran hadn't met his mother just yet.

"Kaito-kun's okaa-san?" She wondered while looking out the window as if she could see the car below and the supposed lady standing and waithing outside. Qhat would the lady be like? Strict? Beautiful? Flamboyant?

"Are you sure it would be fine?" and she tucked away the rest of her things before looking around for Sonoko who was bound to approach her and Kaito in a while.

[Suzuki Sonoko]

"Who cares if it's fine?" Sonoko slid up to Ran's other side, the heiress blatantly ignoring Kaito in hopes that it would annoy him. Grinning from ear to ear, she linked her arms around one of her best friend's and gently tugged her towards the classroom door. "I wanna see what she's like! Come on!"

She only hoped that the woman wasn't as annoying as her son, but rather elegant and beautiful. Or at least not as strict and business-like as her own mother, since it seemed all the cool mothers liked to hang out abroad.

"Time's a-wastein', Ran!"

[Mouri Ran]

Ran looked at Sonoko who came out of nowhere and listened. Before she knew it she was being dragged out of the room almost leaving Kaito-kun behind.

"M-matte, Sonoko!" She called out while trying to keep up with her friend. "Shouldn't we wait for Kaito-kun first?"

She understood how Sonoko and Kaito seemed to be against each other sometimes, or at least Sonoko was against Kaito most of the time. Ever since he showed up in class looking like Shinichi, she had already acted differently towards him. Ran didn't quite understand it.

"So-no-ko," Ran droned out while still being held by her best friend.

[Suzuki Sonoko]

HUFF!

Sonoko snorted through her nose and stopped her insistent pulling just as they reached the door. Cheeks puffed and hands now on her hips, she peeked over Ran's shoulder to glance in Kaito's direction. She would really rather not wait for him, but it was his mom waiting outside. Against her better judgement, she remained where she was.

"Fine, whatever. Pick up the pace, KUROBA! We don't have all day!"

[Kuroba Kaito]

All those adjectives fit his mother well, though he personally thought that the flamboyant part was debatable. Beautiful? Maybe? It had been enough to make his dad fall in love with her at first sight.

(Yeah, alright. So maybe his mom was hotter than the average middle aged lady.)

(Geez, his old man was still such a player.)

"It's totally fine," he said even as Suzuki sidled up to them. And oh, it annoyed him, alright, though as if he would show it easily. Just what did she have against him, anyway? It wasn't like it was his fault that he looked like a certain asshole detective, it was his parent's fault if anything. He'd done nothing to perpetuate the belief that he was Kudo Shinichi. In fact, out of the never ending goodness of his heart, he'd dispelled it.

The things he could have done. He almost regrets missing that chance now but no way would he have been able to keep the act up.

Bristling slightly but not quite letting it show on his face when Ran was nearly dragged out of the room by the enthusiastic teenager, he stuck his tongue out at them before lazily vaulting Ran's desk and ambling over.

"Didn't your mother teach you manners?" Kaito drawled. "Thought you'd know to treat your elders better."

Not that it mattered that they were the same age, it was obvious that he was the more mature manners wise. Suzuki had nothing on him. Though... His eyes trail to the blue hem of the skit and his fingers quite literally itch.

This was totally justified payback.

Flip--

And he's dancing out of reach, snickering.

"White with green stripes, Su-zu-ki~? How mature~"

[Suzuki Sonoko]

A twitch of irritation ran the length of one brow. Oh, he was wearing her nerves so thin right now, and it wasn't just because he looked like Kudo. He could have sported a set of killer cheek-bones and grew his hair out for all she cared, it was his personality that set her off. (Though, the fact that he still look eerily similar to Ran's husband bothered her quite a bit.)

"I give respect when it's earned you snot-nosed little -- HEY!" A gasp of indignation escaped the brunette, cheeks becoming several shades of red when her skirt was flipped. A few loose snickers from those that remained in class let her know that they were getting a good look at something they really shouldn't have seen, but were grateful to Kuroba for.

Sonoko shoved her skirt down around her thighs and clenched her fist around the handle of her school bag, rage permeating her entire being. EXCUSE YOU, these panties were expensive as hell, and she knew a certain karate champion that would love them! Maybe...

"Ran!" She would have bolted after the brat and given him a well-deserved pummeling, but rather turned to face her best friend, "how can you stand being so nice to that punk!?"

[Mouri Ran]

"Really, Sonoko. Kaito-kun's not all that bad." But as Ran said this, she began fixing her skirt down and looking at where her mischievous classmate stood. She didn't want her skirt flipped in front of anyone. "You're just teasing him so much."

But even the people who hadn't teased, but rather liked Kaito-kun, had been pranked on. Girls most especially. For some reason, Kaito-kun had a way with playing tricks with them and enchanting them afterwards. Not that Ran had any objections. Kaito-kun could pass for a gentleman when he wanted. And he was good with his magic, too, as Ran had seen first hand.

"But Kaito-kun, I think it would be better if you don't flip skirts anymore either. One of this day, someone's boyfriend could come and hurt you," she reminded. "But anyway, let's not keep your mother waiting outside."

[Suzuki Sonoko]

The heiress was appalled at Ran's tolerance. He had FLIPPED her skirt, and she still had the decency to say he wasn't that bad? She swore it was only because he looked like her pain-in-the-butt Shinichi that she was so kind to him, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. Leaning towards Ran, she cupped her mouth and whispered to her best friend as quietly as she could while keep pace with their as they made their way down the hall.

"Oi, Ran... You're not trying to tell me you're over that detective geek and into magicians now, are you?"