Kaitou KID's Pet
Staccato bursts of air exploded from Hakuba Saguru's mouth as he tried his best to catch up with and overtake the effortlessly sprinting white phantom.
"I'll catch... you, KID!" he yelled, gasping for breath before finishing, his fists more flailing than waving in his frustration and excitement. Taxed and wheezing, he came to a halt and braced his no longer flailing arms against the nearest wall.
"Gah!" he yelped as he felt something touch his leg, not just a carelessly abandoned artifact, but something alive and moving.
"Oh!" Kaitou KID exclaimed, suddenly back to the place where the detective had abandoned his chase. "There's my Clover! I wondered where you got off to!"
"Eh?" Hakuba wondered before he looked down. He already felt the sharp recognition, yet he still hoped and prayed that his suspicions about this were wrong. Unfortunately, his worries were well-founded.
"ACHOO!" he sneezed, several choice words running through his mind before the thief again spoke.
"Oh, Hakuba-tantei~," he purred, "How do you like my new pet? Isn't he just adorable!?"
Hakuba could no longer contain said choice words. "Damn you, KID! You-!" He was cut short by a second sneeze, rapidly followed by a third and a fourth. Still sneezing between words, he demanded, "You get that... cat... away from... me right... now!"
And so, those few insomnia-ridden souls who happened to glance at the towering roof of Beika Museum on that fateful night saw a man bent over, dying a sneeze-induced death, while another brightly-clad, caped man leaped over the roof and disappeared. Those souls were the only witnesses to what had just become one of Kuroba Kaito's favorite tricks.