Hellooooo! I promised a ShihoxKaito thingymabobber, so here it is! It's super short, unfortunately. But I'm thinking of making this a two-shot. Maybe. Anyway, Shiho might be a little OOC, so sorry about that. I hope this isn't too cheesy, and I hope you enjoy!
Shiho Miyano couldn't help a small, satisfied smile as she stared at herself in the mirror. Finally, she sighed to herself. There would be no more Ai Haibara. No more dangerous cases with Kudo. No more scares from the Black Org.
To be honest, she had no idea what to do now. The life she'd had as a 'child' had been exhilarating, to say the least. Now that that was over, she wasn't sure how she could integrate into a somewhat normal life.
The date could be a start.
Shiho's smile widened a bit. After the Black Org had been near-completely caught and revealed about a year ago, she'd gone with Kudo to one of their laboratories and discovered an untested recipe to counter APTX 4869. The missing and most important ingredient had been something only a thief would know about: The Pandora Gem.
They'd decided the antidote needed the gem, and the two needed the antidote. The only solution was to enlist Kaito Kid's help once again to find the gem. The search took almost half a year without any turn ups. Finally, Kaito'd popped up at Agasa's saying he'd found a lead. It had then led to several misadventures for Kudo, Kaito, Shiho herself, and occasionally even Heiji.
During the latest one, Kaito and Shiho had been thrown down a tiny, foul-smelling sewer together while Kudo and Heiji ran around trying to find a man who'd stolen the Pandora after they'd stolen it. In a fit of mild claustrophobic panic and oxygen deprivation, the two had shared several strange, out-of-character conversations. One such conversation led to a 'sort of, kind of date'.
It'd gone like this:
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Kaito: It's so tiring to crouch. I'd much rather the ceiling be higher.
Shiho: I'd much rather not be here at all.
Kaito: But we are, because of Kudo.
Shiho: Hmm.
Kaito: What?
Shiho: Nothing. It's just that you know our identities. Isn't it time we know yours too?
Kaito: My identity wouldn't mean anything to you. I'm just a guy.
Shiho: In a white cape and top hat. Crawling through the sewers. With a first grader.
Kaito: Well you're hardly the normal first grader.
Shiho: If it'd mean nothing to me, why keep it a secret?
Kaito: I'd much rather reveal my identity to you in a grand, amazing fashion. Telling you while crawling through garbage isn't very amazing.
Shiho: Then tell me when we get out. Tell Kudo too, if he hasn't already figured it out.
Kaito: How about we...
Shiho: We what?
Kaito: *mumble*
Shiho: ...
Kaito: How about we, um, go out?
Shiho: Care to elaborate?
Kaito: You're so difficult.
Shiho: Like you're not.
Kaito: Go out, as in, a sort of, kind of, date.
Shiho: Oh.
...Silence...
Kaito: This is weird.
Shiho: How so?
Kaito: I'm asking out a first grader.
Shiho: Right. How about, when this is all over, when Kudo and I are back to normal, we can go out?
Kaito: Sure. It'd be nice to have something to count on after this mess. Now, we're at the ladder leading to the manhole cover. Just in case it leads to the traffic-filled streets, ladies first.
Shiho: Gee, thanks. The date is definitely something to count on, unless I die right now, in this mess.
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Shiho chuckled to herself, remembering the conversation. She had no idea what to expect of the date, only that it would be nice to talk to him again. He'd be picking her up soon, taking her to a fancy restaurant she'd never even heard of. She wished they could just sit at a random coffee shop, and just talk. Just be two normal people, after escaping their crazy adventures more or less unscathed.
The doorbell rang, and Shiho turned from the mirror, opening the door to a crumpled, wind-blown bouquet of flowers. Behind the flowers, a disheveled Kaito Kid grinned sheepishly.
"What the hell did you do?"
That's the end! Did you like it? Review please! I might just put up another chap if I get enough reviews (:
-L2L