Blossoming Intricacy

A KaiShin FanFiction (Kaito x Shinichi)

I do not have any ownership of Detective Conan or Magic Kaito. All the "magic" comes from the one and only Gosho Aoyama. However, I DO own the right to screw with these characters in any way that I please...

Don't worry, though. This chapter isn't porn. It's lethally cute and fluffy, if anything. And possibly a little confusing. Oh well, hopefully it gets enjoyed!

Chapter One

Another Burglary?

It was beginning to get tiresome...

Shinichi rolled over in an attempt to get comfortable, but he just couldn't. He fidgeted a while longer before he finally stopped, sighed, and got out of bed. He walked out of his bedroom and into the hall. He fumbled around for a light switch. When he finally located it, after trying a few doorknobs and knocking over a vase, he flicked on the lights. The hall was filled with bright light, momentarily blinding Shinichi. He blinked rapidly, then squinted, and continued to walk down the hall. At the end of the hallway, he turned and walked down the stairs. He drifted lazily into the kitchen. He went to the cupboard, grabbed a glass, and filled it with water at the tap. He took a few drinks, then began pacing.

Why am I so bothered? He wondered. Why does that stupid...clone...manage to agitate me so much? He isn't worth my time. He's just some two-bit criminal with no drive, focus, or purpose. He wanders aimlessly, stealing when he feels the urge. He flaunts his apparently superb abilities, strutting around like some rare bird, preening himself whenever he has an audience. It's sickening, the way he makes us look like idiots at our job. I shouldn't have to waste my breathe on that punk, let alone my thoughts...

Why was it, then, that Shinichi couldn't stop thinking about him?

Shinichi was broken out of his silent contemplation by a sudden crash. It had come from outside the room, but it had sounded like the source was inside the house. Shinichi gripped his cup tightly, and slowly snuck out of the kitchen.

As Shinichi was easing himself around a corner, after first making sure the coast was clear, he froze. He had heard a rustling noise from directly behind him. It was soft, but it was definitely close. And somehow, he thought he recognized that specific sound of fabric sliding against itself...

Shaking himself, Shinichi raised the hand holding the glass, and prepared to turn and confront the intruder. Just as he was turning to fight, however, a hand covered his eyes. After having adjusted to the complete darkness, the hand had successfully blinded him. He was about to tell off his attacker, when another hand moved to cover his mouth. Still holding the glass, Shinichi flung it in the estimated direction of the stranger. He must have calculated correctly, for he heard a grunt, followed by the crash of the glass on the floor. The water that had been left in it trickled out, tickling Shinichi's bare feet. Shinichi silently congratulated himself for his excellent aim. He stopped when he realized that the mysterious person holding him had not relinquished their grasp. Cursing to himself, he aimed a kick directly behind him, hoping to catch whoever it was between the legs. This time, it was a success. The attacker keeled over, with a high-pitched squeak.

Finally free, Shinichi ran in the vague direction of the nearest light fixture, and turned it on. The lamp he had managed to find in the dark flickered on, throwing a dim light around the interior of Shinichi's living room. He turned to see who it was that he had just crippled.

And promptly grew furious.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE, KUROBA?"

Shinichi had to wait a bit for an answer, however, as Kaito was currently huddled on the ground in the fetal position, whimpering in pain. When he was finally able to speak, it was very faint, and strained.

"I was trying to surprise you. I knocked a few times, but no one answered, so I snuck in." Kaito had finally managed to pull himself together, and stood slowly, leaning against a wall for support. His voice grew stronger as he continued to speak. "I had been hiding under your stairs for about a half hour, because as soon as I got in, I realized that I didn't know where your room was. And when I realized that no one knew I was here, I decided to look around for your room. Just as I got up the stairs, though, you came out of your room. I didn't want you to think I was a creep, who liked to break into people's homes, so I ran downstairs again, and hid back under the stairs. As soon as you were in the kitchen, and you seemed like you were going to stay there, I tried to escape. But I was so panicked, I tripped and knocked over a table. I hid behind your couch as soon as I heard you walking that way. And when you were trying to find me, I covered your face so you couldn't wake anyone else up. I didn't realize you were armed, though. And very, very dangerous. Did you have to kick me so hard, by the way?"

Shinichi stared at Kaito for a long time before he finally spoke.

"Why did you want to see me?"

Kaito looked extremely relieved that Shinichi didn't appear to be angry. He relaxed, and smiled. "I had been thinking about you all day, and all night. I couldn't sleep. I was restless. I wanted to see you. It's weird. I don't know why, but I just can't stop thinking about you." He smiled wider, and chuckled lightly.

Shinichi just stared. And stared. And stared. He was absolutely stunned. Kuroba had just described exactly how Shinichi had been feeling. This definitely was weird.

Kaito became concerned by Shinichi's lack of response. He would have preferred for Shinichi to yell at him, and call him a pervert, than to just stare at him like that.

"Hey, Shinichi-kun? Are you okay?"

After more silence, Kaito began waving his hand in front of Shinichi's face, in an effort to snap Shinichi out of his trance. Shinichi blinked, blushed, and opened his mouth.

Why? To say what? Shinichi didn't have a clue what to do right now. So he settled for gaping, open-mouthed, at Kaito.

Kaito became even more frantic now.

"Come on, Shinichi-kun. Say something!"

No answer.

"Anything?"

Still no reply.

"Uh, hello? Anybody home?"

At this, he tried to playfully tap Shinichi on the forehead. The sudden contact caused Shinichi to jump a mile high, and in turn, Kaito stepped back, surprised.

"What do you like about me?" Shinichi yelped. And then immediately turned an even brighter shade of red than he already was. And he was already fairly flushed. But now he had gone from a nice crimson to a deep scarlet. And internally, he was punching himself repeatedly.

Idiot! You finally manage to regain control of your voice, and that's your first line? What the heel is wrong with you? Gah, stupid!

Shinichi realized at this point that Kuroba was a little pink, and looked like he was actually going to answer Shinichi's strange blurt.

Indeed, he was.

"Well, you see, there are a lot of reasons. For one, you're the only guy I've ever met who can truly rival me. I've always gotten away with my thefts so easily. But with you, I really have to try to get away, and it's usually a narrow miss. Besides, it's no fun if there's no challenge, you know? For another thing, you have a stubborn sort of charm, it really entertains me. And you are always so mysterious. Mysterious things always intrigue me, and you are especially intriguing. I never really know what you're thinking, what your desires are, or what you history is. Plus, you know...you look so much like me, you know...and...I've always wondered what it would be like to...you know...be with myself..."

He blushed a bit more as he finished his explanation, but he was still smiling wide at Shinichi.

Said detective was currently red as a tomato, and was also trying to process all of the information Kaito had just given him. He quickly made a mental checklist:

One; Kaito like his detective skills. And apparently the fact that he posed a threat to KID's winning streak.

Two; he also liked that Shinichi was more stubborn than a pack of mules.

Three; Kaito liked his mysterious ways...whatever that meant.

Four; the last, but most interesting tidbit by far; for whatever reason, Kaito was curious about what it would be like to sleep with himself. And he mistook Shinichi's twin appearance to him as an opportunity to find out.

Great. Juuuust peachy.

Shinichi wasn't sure what do, again. He felt like he wanted to keep Kuroba here, but at the same time, wanted to leave, because this was just too damn awkward.

More silence, while Shinichi fought his internal battle. Kaito, however, couldn't keep quiet now that he had gotten such a weight off his chest.

"Well, Shinichi-kun?" He paused, taking in Shinichi's expression and vacant demeanor. As well as the unhealthy shade of red his face was currently colored. "Okay, look, you don't have to say anything, okay? I'll do all the talking, if you want. I'm not saying I want to sleep with you tonight. I can be reasonable at times, you know. But, well, I do really like you. So, I would like to stay here, for now. I want to talk to you, and...well, just being near you makes me happy. So, even if we don't have a conversation, just being allowed to stay would make me the happiest I've ever been."

Shinichi stayed in his zombie-stance. Kaito was about to speak up again, but Shinichi interrupted him by place a finger over his mouth.

"Wait, just a second. I'm thinking."

Shinichi lapsed back into his thoughts. He debated whether it would be wise to keep Kuroba in his house. No, probably not. But Shinichi wanted him to stay. He wanted to talk to Kuroba, too. He wanted to learn more about him. His quirks, his interests, his past, all of it. His mind seemed to finally settle on a side. Still holding his index finger over Kaito's mouth, he spoke slowly.

"Okay. You can stay. I...I...I like you, too. I-"

"Really? You mean it?" Kaito said, taking Shinichi's hand in his, moving the blockage so he could speak. He kept Shinichi's hand held in both of his as he awaited an answer.

Why does he remind me of a puppy? Shinichi thought. He waved it off, and answered Kaito, smiling slightly, shyly.

"Y-yes. I mean it. I like you. And I want to spend the night with you."

Shinichi giggled at the ecstatic expression Kaito had undertaken. His chest swelled, and his eyes were bright. Each of them looked adoringly at the other as he thought to himself, thank God! He doesn't hate me! My feelings are mutual! This is the happiest night of my life!

Kaito sighed happily, gazing at Shinichi.

Then something occurred to him.

"Hey, Shinichi-kun? What time is it?"

Shinichi, still smiling, took his hand from Kaito, and pulled up his sleeve to look at his watch. "Wow, it's past two. We've been standing here for almost an hour. Amazing," he murmured. Then he frowned. "I guess now we can't spend the night together."

Kaito stared fixatedly at Shinichi's sad look. Absolutely adorable, and yet heartbreaking in the same instant. He reached one of his hands out to Shinichi, and lifted his chin slowly. Shinichi blushed, and looked up at him.

"Well, then," Kaito said affectionately, "I guess we'll just have to spend the day together." He added one of his trademark mischievous grins at the end of his sentence, making Shinichi chortle lightly.

"Yeah I guess so."

They walked out of the Kudo household together, hand in hand, talking about whatever came to mind. The front door closed slowly just as Kaito suggested going to the park. The final click of the door was met with Shinichi's enforcement of the idea. As they walked off, they both mentally corrected themselves.

Strike that – this is the best day of my life.

THE END

I Hope you enjoyed chapter 1! I wrote this whole chapte at about 2:00-4:00 AM about two months ago. I finally was able to upload it, and I'm now tempted to keep it going. Please review, and tell if you want me to continue. Thank you!