Wow guys, it's been a long time, hasn't it? I haven't written anything Vocaloid related in a long time, but I'm back in action, at least for a little while. I've had a lot of story ideas, but haven't put anything to paper. I finally got around to some real writing again though, so here we are. A bit of perspective on this while we're here, the first time I wrote a fanfic was the summer before my freshmen year of high school. Now I'm going in the summer before my senior year. Crazy, right? Thanks to all the people that have continued to read my stories over the years. Even when I was inactive, I loved getting notifications that someone reviewed or favorited my stories. All that really means a lot to me.
A bit of background before I start this new story. It is very clearly inspired by Detective Conan and Magic Kaito. If you've read or watch either of those, the similarities are quite blatant. Back in the beginning of June, I was looking for some anime to watch and I stumbled upon this gem of an anime called Magic Kaito 1412. I fell in love with it instantly and that's how I got hooked on Detective Conan too. Now, I've been reading Detective Conan nonstop and can't get enough of him and the Kaito Kid. And that's how this little fanfic was born.
One more important note: The rewrite for a Tale of Two Hearts is still in progress. I only have a few more chapters left to fix. This rewrite will also have that epilogue that I promised however long ago. I plan on releasing that entire story at once in a few weeks, so look forward to that. There might also be a couple oneshots here and there. I'm thinking that I want to do a couple song fics, just for old times sake.
Rin's POV
"Rin? Hey, Rin!" Miku yelled into my ear. "What?" I asked, a bit irritated. I set down my manga and gave a sigh. "You better be dying," I said. "The murderer was just about to be revealed." Miku frowned and crossed her arms. "Well, excuse me," she huffed. "I was going to ask you to borrow a pencil, but whatever." She sat down in her seat and turned away from me. If I didn't resolve this now, it would be an awkward day considering the two of us sat right next to each other in class. I grabbed a pencil from my bag and put in on Miku's desk. "Sorry," I said, bowing my head.
Miku turned back to me and smiled. "You're forgiven," she grinned, grabbing the pencil. She tricked me. She wasn't mad at all. She just wanted a pencil. "You know for a detective freak, you aren't very good at reading people," Miku laughed. Now it was my turn to frown. "It's only you," I explained. "I can read everyone else like an open book. Only you give me trouble."
"That's probably because I'm your best friend and you can't even dare to think badly of me," Miku said. "I'll call you whenever I get in trouble with police. You'll be my backup." Miku laughed at her own joke and took out her homework. "Actually," she said looking down at the page. "Be my backup now. What's the answer to the first question?" With another sigh, I pulled out my homework and gave her the answer. To put it nicely, Miku wasn't a genius. She usually needed my answers since I always got them right. I didn't mind giving them to her too much. We were best friends and I also made her buy me food during lunch in exchange.
Miku and I continued going over the homework when the boy in front of me took his seat. I looked up at him briefly, but then returned to the homework. I know his name is Len, but that's about all I know. He's usually a quiet kid, only speaking up to give the answers during class. He's got these glasses that make him look kinda nerdy, but there are a lot of girls that secretly like him. He's pretty smart and rich to boot. They could do worse. He set his bag down and laid his head down on his desk. I guess he was one of those kids who was naturally smart and never paid attention in class.
With that, the bell rang to start class. Mr. Hiyama entered the classroom and asked all to put our phones away, so we could start class. I grabbed my notebook and a pen to take some notes. I was the only one who ever took notes. If I wanted to get good grades, I had to work hard at it. Plus, a good detective needs to know as much as possible. You never know what could come in handy during a case.
Soon enough it was lunch, the only time of the day where I could get some peace and quiet. Miku spent lunch with her boyfriend, Kaito. Most of my other friends did the same. I was the odd one out, but I didn't really mind. I don't need a boyfriend. The lunch bell rang and I grabbed my bag and headed towards the library. It was a good place to read. There was never anyone there because everyone ate in the lunchroom or outside. The only people there were the librarian and me.
I took a seat at one of the library tables in the very back. It was alongside a big window and you could see the entire small forest that backed up to the school. Beyond that were mountains that seemed to touch the sky. It was a view that was hard to find in a city. I grabbed my manga from my bag and got comfortable in the chair. I planned on staying here for a while.
While reading, I noticed someone moving around out of the corner of my eye. I set down my manga and looked up. To my surprise, it was Len, that boy who sits in front of me. He was browsing through the shelves looking for something. This was the first time I had seen anyone come to the library to check out a book in a long time. He looked a bit frustrated, like he couldn't find what he was looking for. I was about to return to my manga when a hand hit the table. It was Len.
"Excuse me," he said softly. It was hard to hear him he was so quiet. "You look like you come here often. Do you know where the geology books are?" Geology? That sounded a bit boring, but then again, I've never read a book about rocks. "Check the science section," I said. "It's two shelves from the back. Shouldn't be too hard to find."
"Thank you," Len nodded as he scurried off to find his book. Weird kid. I could see how girls could like him for his looks and riches, but his personality was a bit odd. It was hard to tell what he was thinking if he was thinking anything at all. By the end of the hour, I had finished my manga and was playing with my phone until it was time to return to class. The rest of the day was a bit of a bore. Mr. Hiyama had nothing new to teach and Miku kept talking about how much fun she and Kaito had on their last date. There was nothing I cared about more.
Finally the day ended and I was able to go home. Miku and I lived in separate directions, so I usually ended up walking home alone. My walk was short, so I didn't feel too lonely. When I got home, I was welcomed home by my dad who was sitting on the couch doing nothing. For a police officer, he doesn't seem to work very hard. "Hey," I said, setting my bag by the door. "You're home early." Dad gave a yawn and stood up. "Yeah, everyone got sent home early to get ready for tonight."
"What's tonight?" I asked, pouring myself a cup of orange juice. I sat down at the kitchen table and turned on the TV. The news turned came on and I was about to change the channel when Dad asked me to keep it on. "Tonight is the night that it has been rumored the Angel's Tear will be stolen from the museum in downtown Tokyo," the news anchor explained. "Three days ago, the Tokyo city police received a notice of a burglary will take place tonight at 10:00." A picture of the notice flashed on screen. "The police have no leads as to who this mysterious thief is and if he will even go through with his promise. Now, onto other news…"
"A thief?" I asked. "The entire department got sent home over some silly thief. The security in that museum is crazy. Now way anyone could steal anything." I took a sip of juice. It sounded a bit ridiculous. Besides, what kind of thief sent an advance notice? It was liking asking to be caught. "How do you know it's not a joke?" Dad crossed his arms and gave a sigh. "We don't, but that gem is expensive and the museum director didn't want to take any risks. He asked for the entire department to help protect it."
"Sounds like you'll have a fun night," I joked. "You wanna come with?" Dad asked. "Of course," I replied with a smile. Though a robbery seemed impossible, I was a bit intrigued. Anyone who tried to steal that gem has to have some serious guts. Plus, it'd be good experience. Detectives get called onto robbery cases all the time. Dad always brought me with him during important work-related cases. He thought it was good for me since I wanted to be a detective and all. Experience starts early.
"Anything special about the note?" I asked. "Nope," Dad shook his note. "It was pretty straight forward. It just had a date, time, and what they were going to steal. Not even a signature." That was boring. If you were going to take the risk of announcing your robbery, you should sign your note with a cool name or logo, kinda like the Kaito Kid. I guess this thief wasn't as gutsy as I thought. I checked the kitchen clock and noticed that is was already 4:00.
"We got head out," Dad said. "The police are setting up barriers and extra security in a little bit. You ready?"
"Just let me grab a jacket," I said. I ran into my room and grabbed a gray sweatshirt. Dad changed into his uniform. Then Dad and I got his car and drove to the police station. There we swapped out his car for a police car and then headed to the scene. When we got there, the majority of the police force was already there. They had set up a perimeter around the museum. No one was getting in from the ground. Officers were all over the place along with a couple reporters. "Wait in the car," Dad said. "I'm going to get started." Even though I was allowed to come, I had to wait in the car. Dad didn't want me to get hurt in case things went bad. I watched Dad enter the museum. He must be on duty inside.
I rolled down the window to hear what was going on outside. There was a reporter talking to the museum owner. He was a tall and strong looking man with brown hair. He was calm and composed. "Everything will be fine," he said to the reporter. "This is just an extra precaution. There is a high chance we are just dealing with a prankster, but it never hurts to be safe." He didn't seem to be that worried, but he was the one that ordered an entire police force. He was more nervous than he was letting on. I wonder why.
Since there was nothing to do in the car, I decided to look up the gem that the mysterious thief planned to steal. It was called the Angel's Tear. It was sapphire in the shape of a gem and it was worth several million yen. If the thief someone how managed to steal it, he'd be set for life. With a bit more research, I learned the gem had been given to the museum fifteen years ago by an anonymous donor. No one knows who it belonged to before that. It's strange how such an expensive gem popped out of nowhere but no one seemed to ever question it.
It was starting to become dark. The car's clock said it was only 9:00. Only one more hour before this "thief" arrives. Good thing I brought some manga to read until then. Though I wanted the gem to be safe, I secretly hoped the thief would show up. That would make the night at least a little exciting. The poor guy would be caught right away though. It seemed impossible to get inside and that was only with the security I could see from the outside. The inside probably had double that. I checked the clock again. 9:45. "This is it," I thought. "Is he really gonna do it?"
?'s POV
I waited patiently in the shadows of the building. There were butterflies in my stomach. I was instantly regretting this. I tried to calm myself down. My disguise was perfect. I could sneak in without a problem. Getting out was what I was worried about. Once I took off the disguise, I had to be sly. Grandpa told me everything would be fine, but I'm seriously starting to doubt him. I looked up at the big clock on one of the buildings. 9:55, time to head it.
I left the alley I was hiding in and entered the open. I adjusted my fake police badge and put on my hat. No one would question a police officer entering the museum. Still, I had on a high quality mask and wig, so that no one would see my real face. I walked up the museum steps, scared out of my mind. There were police cars and cops everywhere. It would only take one of them to catch me.
I entered the museum and tried to look like I belonged there. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Shit! I turned to face a police officer. "Hey, buddy," he said. "Do you know where the bathrooms are?" I gave a huge sigh of relief. Things weren't over just yet. "Over there," I said, pointing to the right. I had visited the museum yesterday, so I knew the layout of the place. It was always good to plan ahead. The officer walked off and continued walking towards the jewel. I looked at a nearby clock. 9:59. The officers protecting the jewel didn't seem to be that serious. They were chatting, not even watching the jewel. I reached into my pocket and tightly gripped the smoke bomb I carried. I swear I had seen something like this happen in an anime. I watched as the hour hand hit 10 and I threw the bomb to the ground.
The whole room filled with smoke. I could hear the coughing of the officers. There were shouts of panic. This was it. I tore off my mask and costume. I hopped onto the glass case where the gem was kept. Quickly, I cut a hole in the glass and grabbed the gem. The smoke still hadn't cleared yet. I held the gem in my gloved hands and kneeled down to grab the hook that was hidden underneath the jewel case. Yesterday, I, with a bit of help, had prepared an escape. When the smoke bomb went off, a cable was dropped from the roof with a hook on the end. Once I took the jewel, it would pull me back up. I attached the cable to my belt.
The smoke was clearing up now. "Look!" one of the officers shouted, pointing at me. I'm sure I was a sight to see. A strange suited man with a mask holding the Angel's Tear. If I was a police officer, I would've fallen over right there. I watched the police fumble to grab their guns. Grandpa promised they wouldn't fire, but I wasn't so sure. "Sorry, gentlemen," I smiled. I put on a confident face, though I felt like I was going to pass out. "But I'll be leaving now." I gave a tug on the cable and it started to pull me up. The police officers looked at me in awe. Some were calling for back-up, but others were standing there mindless.
As I approached the roof, I turned my body and kicked out the glass ceiling. Waiting there was Piko, my once butler, now partner in crime. "You got it?" he asked. I showed him the gem and then put it in my pocket. I didn't want to lose it after risking so much to steal it. The two of us ran across the room to the back of the museum. I could hear police sirens and lots of yelling. If we weren't quick, we'd get caught. Piko had set up a series of boards that connected the museum to other buildings. After running across each board, Piko kicked them off, so they fell to the ground. I guess we weren't trying too hard to cover our tracks.
At the last building, there was a stairway that led down to the ground floor. We both ran in and I quickly changed into civilian clothes. The clothes I was wearing covered my outfit. I stuck the mask in my pocket with the gem. Piko and I walked down the stairs and that's when I noticed we were in a bar. What a great place to escape. No one would notice two guys walking out of a bar, even if one of them was underage. Outside the bar was Piko's parked car. We both got in and started to drive away.
Right then it hit me. I just stole something. I was now a criminal, but it felt… good. It was exhilarating, like nothing I had ever experienced before. I secretly enjoyed it. There was something satisfying about fooling the police and committing the perfect crime. Piko turned on the radio and switched to the news. "Breaking news!" the woman said. "The Angel's Tear has been successfully stolen. Police reports say the thief was a young man in a suit. It is suspected that he was wearing a disguise, so his true appearance is unknown. Police ask others to be on the lookout for any suspicious characters."
"That's us," I laughed. "Wow." I took the gem out my pocket and took a good look at it. It was beautiful, but it wasn't for me to keep. It was for our client, some old man from Europe. He claimed the gem belonged to his family and was stolen from him years ago. He was willing to pay to get it back. That was the kind of business my family had been secretly running for years.
On the front, my family was pretty rich, mostly because of my grandfather. He started a successful company that oversees all kinds of things. My parents live in Britain, where my father is an author and my mother is a model. I don't see them often since they're always so busy. Most people don't even know they're my parents. If they did, I'd have a lot more friends. Both my parents don't know about the secret business my grandfather has.
You know how people hire detectives to help solve crimes? Think of me as someone who gets hired to create them. Not violent crime, but stealing stuff. My job is to return things to the clients, expensive things. I remember when my grandfather told me about this on my 16th birthday, I didn't believe him. It sounded ridiculous, but he proved me wrong. This was how my grandfather originally made his fortune, stealing. Eventually, he grew too old for it and had to close down business. By then, he was already a billionaire, so it didn't matter.
My grandfather was an incredible thief. No one could catch him. But he was an "honorable" thief, as he liked to put it. He says a good thief must be polite and leave a warning of their crime, otherwise it's not fair to the police or fun for you. He also says a good thief shouldn't be afraid to put on a show. That was what the costume was for. Grandpa always had a thing for theatrics. He wanted me to continue that legacy. He never told my father about his past or asked him to succeed him. He said my father wasn't the right type of person for the job, but I was different. He said that when I was born, he knew I would be the next great thief.
So here I am, heading home after I've just committed a crime. This won't be the last time, I'm sure. Piko's car pulled into my driveway and we both got out. We walked inside and were greeted by my Grandpa. "You're back!" he smiled. He was sitting on the couch, his greying hair pulled back into a ponytail, like mine usually was. We looked pretty similar except for our different eye color. "Nice job," he complimented me. "You made it out. How'd it go?"
"Pretty good," I said, tossing him the gem. "It was more… fun than I expected." Grandpa gave a laugh. "Figured as much," he said. "I was nervous my first time too, but then it became like a game. Those were the days." Grandpa observed the gem and asked Piko to take it and prepare to send it to the client. "I'm glad it went well," Grandpa said. "But next time, you're on your own. Piko can help you get ready, but a good thief lets his assistants stay behind. He doesn't want to risk them getting caught. It's all on him." I nodded and announced that I was headed to bed. It was already 11:30, a late night, especially since I've got school tomorrow.
This was going to be a secret I'd have to keep from everyone. If anyone found out, it'd be all over for Grandpa, Piko, and me. It wasn't like I had many friends though. There was really no one to tell. I was good at lying though. I'd have to play a few tricks here and there to keep things quiet, but I was confident that no one would find out my secret. There was one person though Grandpa wanted me to keep an eye on. The one person that could be an obstacle in the future.
Rin's POV
I heard shouts come from the museum. I put down my manga and opened the car door. Officers were running around in a panic. Had the thief really come? "He stole it!" an officer cried. Reporters and newsmen charged the scene, hoping to hear about the mysterious thief. I got out of the car and ran inside the museum.
The inside was a mess. The museum director stood at the entrance. He looked ready to pass out and was being comforted by a few officers. I continued in to where the jewel was supposed to be. There were more officers there, including Dad. I noticed that there was a hole in the top of the glass case that was protecting the Angel's Tear. Someone had broken right through it.
"Dad!" I said, running over to him. He looked up at me in surprise. "Rin," he sighed. "I told you to stay in the car." I shrugged. "I saw that something happened and I was worried. Did the thief really come?" Dad nodded. "I don't know how he got in. Suddenly, the room filled with smoke and he just appeared. He took the gem and like that he was gone."
"He must've had a smoke bomb," I said. "Did he have any distinguishing features?" Dad thought to himself for a minute. "I'm pretty sure he had on a wig, but he was definitely a young man and he was wearing a suit. He had a black mask covering his face, like the kind you'd see at a masquerade ball." Interesting. "So he was a masked gentleman?" I asked. "Why do you say that?" Dad wondered.
"Well," I started to explain. "He seems to be one of those gentleman thieves, like the Kaito Kid or something, and he has a mask. Hence, a masked gentleman." I started to inspect the crime scene as Dad went off to find a head officer. The hole in the glass was a perfect circle. Someone used a glass cutter. If the thief was smart enough to use that, then looking for fingerprints would be useless. He wouldn't have left any behind.
There was little evidence. It was a perfect crime. The Masked Gentleman got in, stole the gem, and vanished, just like that. He was better than I had given him credit for. He would be someone the police would have to look out for. He had already fooled them once, he could probably do it again.
"Rin, we should head home," Dad said as he returned. "I got permission to go and you have school tomorrow." I gave a yawn in agreement. It was late and that thief was long gone by now. Still, I was intrigued by him. I wonder what kind of person was hidden behind that mask.
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