#femshin

[masumiseraa]

Femshin art idk, was experimenting with my artstyle and got too into it

[mashirofujimine]

4869APTX AU!

Disclamer:Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belonged by Aoyama-sensei,nor of the Picture were made by me,but the Stories is mine

Inspired by Fem!Shin or Fem!Conan AU,and Some other Stories,and Fanarts

Chapter 1

Wind ruffled his bangs and they tickled his face, pulling him from unconsciousness. His head hurt and something sticky was stuck to his face, causing an almost unbearable itch.

What's going on? Eyelids fluttered open and a pair of dazed blue eyes stared uncomprehendingly at the patch of grass in front of his face.

What happened? Everything was a blur. He could not remember how he had anded up face first in the dirt, feeling dizzy and all hurt

A shout came from somewhere nearby and then the sound af people coming toward him. He flinched, fearing the worse, and tensed for an attack. The group stopped beside him and several men began to talk. 

He frowned and fisted his hand, irritated by his lack of memory and the chatter hurting his head.

"Ungh fuff." He protested unintelligibly. A hand rested on his head, moving his hair around to probe at the back of his skull. "Don't worry. Everything will be all right, ojou-chan."

Ojou-san! he asked in his mind

He focused on the uniformed men above him. "What?" he croaked, voice cracking as if he had not used it in a long time. His head spun as he sat sat up, chest seeming to bounce with his movement. 

He was not the manliest of guys, but addressing him as an ojou-san was going too far and as soon as the world stopped spinning he was going to let them know just what his male pride thought of that.

The same officer lifted him. "Come on, it'll be faster if we take you to the medical station here. You can tell us what happened after you're looked at."

He can lift me so easily?! his mind spoke

Not feeling up to arguing, he allowed him-self to be led to the awalting police car. His head hurt, his body felt odd, and his sense of balance was suddenly non-existent.

Certainly he was not in the best shape of his life, nor in the best shape to be arguing with a few ignorant polite officers.

Lost in his thoughts, he was unprepared when his escort let him go, causing him to stumble forward knocking into another officer. "Owch!" He yelped as their chests collided, fire seeming to race along his nerves. That had hurt more than it should have from just bumping into someone.

Ignoring the apologies from the two policemen, he looked down at his chest, noting that he could see down his suddenly much looser tee-shirt and hoodie. At that moment,he search for a glass or anything

a slight-wavy hair,he looked like Ran when they were a child,with a longer hair and no horn on top of his head

This. Was. Not. Happening. Especially not to him. Not to Kudo, Shinichi, the Holmes of the Helsei Era and the Savior of the Japanese police. Guys did not suddenly transform into girls,and not a teenager girls but a little girl!

Long Story-short,Shinichi got inside his house,trying to find his childhood clothes while explained everything to Professor Agasa,and yada-yada-yada

But then,She doesn’t know why did she trapped in this situation,Ran standing right infront of her,held her shoulder while mumble “This Child...”

oh Crap! She Panicked,”She’s so cute!”Ran squealed while squeezed the Certain Shrunk-Genderswapped detective  

Sighned in relief that Ran hadn’t realized about the little girl’s identity yet,Professor Agasa gawked,when Ran ask “Who is this little girl?”

“Eh He--ahem,I mean She is Shinichi’s Cousin...”Professor said

Ran hummed “Oh that’s why she looks alike Shinichi when he was a child”she mumbled,her eyes on the little girl “What’s your name?”she asked

Shinichi looked around,panicked as she doesn’t had an answer about Ran’s question “I’m Shi-eh,I mean...”

“Hm?”Ran looked her 

“Umm...M-My name...”the little girl looked into the book near her “Christine!” she yelped,and Continued “My Name is Edogawa Christine.”.