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CHAPTER 1

"Sir, I think you'll want to see this." Nakamori lifted his eyes from the computer he was working on and addressed the man in question.

"What is it this time, Konno?" Nakamori asked at the young man, loud as always.

"A package has just been delivered here. It is the size of a small fridge. The postmen have given us a warning since there's no clue of how it reached their hands and are worried it may contain something harmful. It had a note to be addressed specifically for you, keibu."

"Me? Then perhaps... Think Kid may be the one responsible? It's been more than two months now since he last showed his face, he may have planned something special and has decided to stay hidden until now. You can never tell what he's thinking... You!" He addressed Yamabuki, one of his trusted men sitting close to his right who looked like he was too happy for the amount of work he had. "Hakuba's working on some nonsense on the computer room, he'll probably be all annoying and ask for this matter later so he might as well be here as well. Go call him." The truth was he knew the young detective was better than what he was disposed to admit so he followed his intuition to bring him here for this particular matter. He then addressed the first guy again, to confirm his assumptions. "I'm guessing you've already tested it for any signs of metal and so on..."

"Yes, keibu. The results are clean. Want us to carry it here or would you rather go down?"

"Bring it here, it's better to keep this sort of thing out of prying eyes. Will you manage? How heavy is it?"

"No worries keibu, it's light enough for one person to carry, if needed. It'll be here in no time."

"Very well..." Acknowledged Nakamori as he spent the remaining time searching in his drawers for scissors or a cutter of sorts so he would have no problem opening the box. By the time he found one he lifted his eyes to impatiently witness the arrival of the 'mysterious box' that may or may not be responsible of wasting his time today. Konno proceeded to lower the box with the help of detective Aoyagi, another of Nakamori's most trusted men. Hakuba arrived just then, together with Yamabuki who stared at the box with curious eyes, having no idea what it could contain. Having no reason to wait any longer, Nakamori proceeded to cut through the cello tape distributed of the main edges of the package, succeeding on keeping what was inside properly sealed. While cutting he also noticed there were small holes distributed on each side that were, however, too small for one to peck a look inside to witness something else than the colour black.

With one last cut, he cut with anticipation the last remaining piece of tape and allowed the others to come closer as he ripped the whole thing open. What he witnessed, thought, was the last thing he would have ever imagined.

Kaitou Kid.

Kid was resting inside there, laying down on his side, with his impeccable white suit, eyes blinded with a cloth and mouth shut with a gag, body completely restricted with chains that continuously surrounded his body forcing him to a complete still position. His white jacket had been folded neatly towards a side in order to ensure the captive's temperature wouldn't be overheated from the inside and a certain monocle and a set of keys were laying just on top. Hakuba, noticing the struggled breaths Kid was making due to the closed space and tight bounds hurried to free his gag to allow him to breath properly. He hurried as much as he could and felt the rest of the members slowly drag closer, as if still unbelieving. Nakamori himself looked as pale as paper. At close distance and due to the heavy restraints under at daylight they could all take a glimpse from what appeared to be a young and helpless boy. The impression of the majestic thief broke with raging thoughts of rescuing the youngster from this disturbing event. But the layers that covered his face could still hide his facial expression enough for this to all be in his mind.

Hakuba sighted in relief as soon as he managed to loosen the gag but the relief didn't last long: before he even managed to discard the cloth sharp teeth met the skin of his right hand, biting firmly enough for him to scream in both surprise and pain. Konno, stiff due the anomaly of the situation and unexpected aggressive action scene gave a punch on Kid's face, in reflex, in order to rescue his partner from his grip and earned an angry yell from the inspector, who finally managed to start moving. Kid however didn't stop but continued biting harder, as if his life depended on it and even started growling in a low animalistic tone, surprising them all the more. Before more harm could be done to Hakuba's hand Nakamori however approached Kid in a manner he's never found himself do before:

"Kid, it's me, Nakamori. Let go, now! You're biting Hakuba here!" His voice was a mixture of urge, authority and gentleness he'd never thought he would be capable of achieving. It worked, somehow, as he noticed Kid loosen up just a bit, so he continued while eyeing Hakuba who was trying hard to keep his body still and his mouth shut to avoid causing more panic on Kid and have his hand free as soon as possible. "You're in my office right now, we are trying to free you. We need you to calm down so we can take care of you. But first you need to release him."

"Please!" Added Konno, noticing a slight sign of doubt in Kid's expression and feeling guilty of his harsh reaction towards the thief who now looked like he had trouble processing the current situation. It was like he expected nothing but pain from where he was and the sudden kindness was not trusted.

However, after a few seconds of everyone keeping still, Kid started slowly losing his grip and started to do as told making Hakuba able to free his bleeding hand and take a look on the deep injury to inspect just how bad the damage was. The mobility was intact thought painful so Hakuba took that as a good sign.

"Keibu...?" Kid whispered with tainted lips, voice a bit distant from his usual one, more dry and with bits of uncertainty. Nakamori wasted no time responding.

"Yes, it's okay, it's alright now. How are you feeling?" They managed to slowly lift Kid's upper body so he'd acquire a sitting position and proceeded to grab both of the thief's shoulders so Kid would focus on the inspector as soon as Konno managed to free his eyes from the bind. That small contact however informed Nakamori of how scrawny this Kid was from the one in his memories and the small temblor his hands presented betrayed Kid's poker face, emotions surfacing on the situation at present. He could tell this was the real deal, however, from the fact he'd recognized him and answered so far.

He had Kaitou Kid in his hands.

The dark unmistakable spiky hair, the neat edges of his face that he could easily adapt to someone else's figure, the lean frame that only he could portray while wearing the unreasonable white suit...

It was the real one. It was actually happening.

"Hakuba?" Kid asked, unaware of Nakamori's inner shock, this time with a bit more security on his voice. Or was it hope? Kid had too much pride and control to express something as helpless as hope, right?

"Yes, I'm here, everything's fine." Hakuba spoke on a more gentle yet still authoritative tone of voice. He had used the same cloth to make a quick improvised bandage on his hand and kneeled next to the inspector taking a closer look on the one he'd wanted to trap for the past year. Hakuba, however, also noticed something the inspector hadn't and he sniffed closer just to make sure. "Kid, you've been drugged." The peculiar smell Kid's pants left, thought added with the scent of his blood told him that much. Nobody said anything and Hakuba proceeded by quickly wiping the blood out of the thief's mouth. He added dry lips and lightly sweating body to the list of factors they had found on Kid's physical condition. They would need to call someone to inspect his state.

Finally, Kid's face was completely free for all to gaze upon, Konno having finished struggling with the tight knot and with that managing the achievement that nobody else had done before: reveal Kaitou Kid's real identity.

Silence.

Kid's eyes remained shut for a couple of seconds feeling the light source through his eyelids before blinking several times in an attempt to open them but they all confirmed what they'd been suspecting the moment they had opened the box and closely inspected his frame: Kid was a teenager.

And everyone had noticed the physical resemblance, voice and the response he had provided while being called denying the fact that they were in front of an imposter.

Kid's slightly unfocused eyes finally rested on the inspector who couldn't help but gulp. Ginzo was hoping to find the answers in those eyes. Kid had deep blue eyes with traces of purple that were clouded with the effects of the drug that was still in effect, disconcerting him. He also portrayed eye bags that left an untold story of the things he'd gone through for the last two months. His pale skin contrasted remarkably with his dark hair and the evidence of the clothes he portrayed tainted the rest of the innocent looking boy's image with the revelation of who he really was.

It was... disappointing. This wasn't the face they had prepared to greet with for so long. Ginzo couldn't bring himself to think anything else as he became aware that he'd been chasing a child all this time for the last two years.

Hakuba, having much deduced this was the one who recovered the fastest. Just as he thought, they were about the same age. That meant Kid had started stealing when he was around sixteen or seventeen years old, just old enough for his height to convince them that he was a full grown man while hiding the truth with his tricky smile.

Kid, for his part, was still dizzy and unaware of the situation he had at hand and kept taking deep breaths assimilating the fresh air of the outside world, ignoring the room full of people.

"Hakuba..." Kid then murmured as he directed his attention to the figure next to him. He suddenly drew towards him, surprising him even more by letting his head collapse onto the detective's shoulder as if he didn't have any strength left. "I'm sorry... Hakuba..." The later was left shocked at the close contact.

"Forget about my hand, Kid. What happened to you? Who did this? Are you hurt anywhere?" When Kid didn't respond but kept muttering nonsense not even he could hear he nodded towards the inspector who had already taken out his phone to call an ambulance. However he needed to make sure Ginzo would do the right thing. "Whatever the doctors say Kid can't go to the hospital: whomever did this has something planned out and taking him there would be the most obvious course of path. If he can be tended here then let that be the case. Until this mistery is resolved, this secret must stay between us. To protect him we will have to hide his real identity... for now. "

"I know," Growled the inspector as an emergency lady responded from the other side of the line "Nakamori keibu here from Beika's police department. We need assistance. We've just rescued a young kid, I'd say around eighteen years old from a kidnapping and he is being taken care of here. No serious wounds can be seen but we need an ambulance here to provide a closer checkup but we need to make it discreetly since the culprits must still be apprehended. He won't be leaving unless absolutely necessary as the criminals are still lose and might strike again so make sure to bring everything he could need. He needs the constant supervision. He's also been drugged and has a slow response... yes, he's spoken. He can also recognize us... yes..." Nakamori's restless personality forced him to continue the conversation outside his office, walking around fidgety with no particular destination in mind.

That being taken care of Hakuba directed his attention back to the thief and held him as the rest of the police members there each searched for the right lock for the key they each had in hand. It was impressive, really, that the kidnappers thought of restraining him to such an extent but he did agree to some point that Kid really was just that good and they weren't completely exaggerating. Slowly Kid would be free from all the chains. As to why the culprit or culprits would provide them with the keys, culprits being more likely to subject the troublesome teenager, Hakuba only guessed this whole thing must've been a sick joke to them. The neat display of Kid positioned inside the box only gave him the uncertain feeling that the guys who did this were acting as if delivering a present to them. What could they have planned with this?

"Kid, I'm sorry but you need to keep talking. Do you know where you are?" Kid nodded, slowly opening his eyes again and looking around him.

"Keibu's department..." He whispered. Of course Kid would recognize the place from having spied on them before.

"Yes. Can you tell me anything else? Do you feel dizzy?" He hoped this time Kid would give them a more exact answer on his condition. Kid nodded. "Good. What else can you tell me?"

"Thirsty..." Kid responded weakly, lost in his thoughts.

"I'm sorry but you can't have anything to drink right now." Hakuba then patted Kid's back a bit since they were still positioned sort of like an awkward hug. "What about your name? Can you tell me?" Kid's eyes snapped open, the words having triggered something.

"No!" Kid yelled suddenly, shrugging Habuba away by forcibly standing up with some new found strength and gaining more attention as everyone shifted their stances as Kid grew unstable. Whatever it was the thief would do, they wouldn't let him. "I won't say anything! Not about me... or my assistant... never" It seemed like a rehearsed speech, Hakuba noticed uncertainly. His captors must've asked him the same question who knows how many times and by what methods. Kid started moving uncertainly, the question providing him with an unsafe feeling, eyes getting sharper as he finally directed his attention towards the rest of the members there. "You are with them..." Kid whispered in disbelieving voice, not wanting to accept the conclusion he'd come to, but he soon seemed to dismiss this possibility as he fiercely shook his head, confused and unable to think properly. "No... that can't be... Hakuba would never..." He went back two steps, instinctively as one would do when they felt cornered but didn't move more as he noticed there were also people there. No, not people. Officers. He was surrounded by police officers. His eyes widened slightly as he shifted his stance once again, his breath becoming once again uneven. "I shouldn't be here..." He suddenly realized the danger that he'd just been exposed to the police, noticing the uniforms they all wore. "You can't, not now, I'm not finished" he mumbled, clearly stressed. "I can't go to prison..." That last word hot them all stiff in return. That was actually the plan, yes. It had been from the start. And Kid can't fight them off or run now. Hakuba needed to find the way to calm the thief before he did something reckless, he decided, noticing him already eyeing the room sharply as if to locate a possible escape route. Not that he'd manage to do anything on his actual condition, Kid slightly realised, Hakuba still close range and mind blank. Kid couldn't believe it, he refused to do so. He was trapped.

Hakuba motioned everyone to calm down and calmly went towards the thief, again, making sure not to make unnecessary or sudden moves. Kid seemed like he wanted to fight him off but was too tired to do so. This gained him a second sequence of awkward pats on another half hug, the detective fearing too much contact would make the thief panic again and try to go back to having a 'safe' distance. Kid didn't move so it didn't seem to work too much from Hakuba's point of view. He decided to try and calm him with words, then.

"Relax, you're not going anywhere now." Hakuba sighted as he resumed with the questions, discretly indicating to the rest to give them space. Kid was already free from all the chains so while some had doubts, most did just that and left to move all the evidence to another room, following Nakamori's answers who had come back inside having finished. "Do you know anything about the guys that did this to you?" Nakamori's attention went back to the thief and he drew closer to hear as well.

"The organization." Kid admitted, Hakuba succeeding in changing his trail of thoughts. "I tried... to escape... I really tried."

"I know you did." Hakuba smiled, knowing it couldn't have gone another way. The organization? What organization? It was unfortunately too vague. "Do you know why they did this to you? What do they want?"

"They know..." Kid then admitted, managing to gain everyone in close range's attention. They were all curious.

"...? What do they know?"

"That I've found Pandora."

Now they were all confused. Pandora? Who or what was that? A secret codename of sorts?

"I lied to them... but they didn't believe me... they still don't, they know I was acting different... so they figured it out... But I didn't want to give them any proof." Hakuba opened his mouth to speak again but Kid interrupted him, placing his hand towards his mouth, effectively shutting it "Shhh... Don't tell anyone. It's a secret." Kid added in an afterthought, the words being little effective as they'd of course already heard him, and closed his eyes again as if he'd just been released of a huge weight, sighting contently. It was slightly amusing to see the thief act like that, as if drunk, yet slightly disturbing. Kid was obviously not drunk, he needed help. Kid sighted, once again, in blissful ignorance. "You know, I hate lying, I really do. But when I kept lying and lying to them, well... it was really satisfying." He chuckled darkly, and they watched intently in secret fascination. Hakuba was particulary surprised that Kid had admitted he didn't enjoy tricking people, well, on a context that didn't involve magic and surprising an audience, he guessed. He really wasn't your everyday criminal. His thoughts went back to Kid as he kept muttering stuff. "They couldn't get me to talk. I wouldn't let them. Even when it hurt so much. I fought back. I'm strong, I know I am. I need to be strong. I... am Kid... I... I..." Kid once again went blank and stopped whispering nonsense, daydreaming from the strong effects f the drug. It would still take a while for it to wear of, being a really strong doze, if it'd made Kid talk so much.

Yamabuki then kneeled next to him with some clothes in his hands that he'd grabbed from another room.

"He needs a change of clothes, his will only cause more questions." At Hakuba noticing they were police clothes Yamabuki sighted. "These were the only ones I could find and we need to be quick."

'Of course they were', Hakuba thought, as there wouldn't be anything else in the building they were. Oh, the irony of dressing Kid with such clothes intentionally.

"Come on, we must do it before the ambulance arrived." The closest ones nodded and started getting to work. Kid however protested.

"No." He stated firmly. He eyed Hakuba again, still being the one mostly supporting him. "Tell them to stop." Hakuba knew he'd have to make use of a solid argument for Kid to have a change of heart so he improvised.

"We need to change your clothes so nobody will know you're Kid. But we can only do so with your help."

"..." Kid was processing this but, unable to think of any comeback he slowly agreed. "Okay."

If it weren't for the fact that Kid himself had done this many times to many of them, Hakuba might've felt a bit shy about this whole situation. While changing clothes they noticed he was visibly thin and light, yet with some muscle here and there, not visible enough to pass like a girl if needed. His height also seemed average and the only thing that showed really concern other than the drugs were the multiple bruises that covered his body and signs of badly healed wounds. Some of them looked pretty old and dangerous too, some of them being of gun wounds. Just what the hell was this guy thinking when he decided to go with this path?

Just then they heard the faint noises that could only belong to an ambulance approaching them. One member took the clothes to move them to the other room, the one where they had placed the rest of the evidence. Nakamori took care of the rest of the situation and slowly the rest of the day's events started moving forward.

Chaki had been informed of the situation and was left in charge of making all the necessary calls to take care of the things in hand. Nakamori gave the ambulance a false explanation of the events that had taken place and had tried to answer as many questions as possible, unable to tell them however many of the facts like his name or blood type. Nakamori simply said that it'd been an unexpected rescue and a correct research still had to take place and for the doctors do what they could for now.

Kid was nervous when he'd been told they were there for him but when told that the check-up would take place where they were and not in an hospital he visibly relaxed and, thankful with the new set of clothes, he was surprisingly very obedient and willing to obey, allowing the inspection to move progressively. In the end they provided Nakamori with a set of tablets the thief would most likely need when he recovered from the drugs and were given a receipt for some creams to apply on the different bruises. They also asked for him to be taken to the hospital immediately if he showed any signs of the lightest of problems regarding his health in case there was something they hadn't seen yet. Hopefully nothing internal damages, not having any signs outside. He would also be receiving psychological treatment there to assure his mental condition would have a correct response from the awful situation he'd just gone through. Thankfully they'd kept the gossip about his worst healed scares at the minimum and outside the thief's hear range.

After they left Kid was more than happy to finally drink the water he so desired and was left resting on the sofa, exhausted as he was, while the rest were discussing where he would be staying. Commonly, for petty thieves that stole cheap objects and for similar acts they had a cell prepared for them to stay the night so they decided Kid should stay there before he ran away in front of their noses once he recovered. They knew how fast he could run and how easy it would be for him to trick them, more dressed as he was, so little protested against these arrangements: the simple bench that was located inside the cell was replaced with a sofa from the resting room in order to provide the thief with decent rest and there would be constant superveilance on him. If they needed to bring anyone to spend the night pressing charges or something they'd move said person to another location for the time being. Kid didn't offer any resistance as he'd fallen asleep and was carried like a little boy, mind still dizzy and body still hurt and tired from days of stress. They understood he'd probably hadn't had a proper rest in a while.

After a long and tiring day most finally left home and considered it a day. Now that they had managed to catch the thief most actually didn't want to leave but acting weird would rise unnecessary attention... plus they too needed to rest. Some that had been able to rest in the morning, however, were asked to stay to guard and aid the thief if needed during the night and increase the security on the building in general. Nakamori himself left the building and saw Hakuba off. He vaguely wondered if Hakuba would inform Baaya of the situation. He himself didn't know if he should tell something to his daughter. He knew Aoko could keep a secret such as this and he really hated hiding anything from her but this was still something to be very cautious about. One wrong move and something bad could be triggered.

When he finally arrived home he was greeted with his daughter's pleasant smile as she was genuinely relieved to see her father before going to bed. Keibu returned her smile with his own tired one and eyed the late dinner plate she had left for him. He sighted then as he knew he'd eventually tell her sooner or later.

"Aoko... about today, there's something you must know." He started, inviting her to join the table after she prepared some hot chocolate for herself.

"What is it? Any news on Kid?" Aoko asked, curiously. Her dad usually didn't look so serious. He mostly took out his stress by shouting about some random things involving thieves and magicians while plotting things for future outcomes.

"Yes, actually." He started while taking a bit from his food. Aoko lifted her cup and gave a sip as well. "We've managed to get him. Right now he's resting on our headquarters." Aoko suddenly coughed as she choked through the news and tried to remain her composure.

"You've got him?! You do?! Really?!" She shouted excitedly. "I'm so happy for you! Now everyone will appreciate your hard work! I knew this day would come! We need to celebrate! You did it!"

"No, Aoko. It wasn't me who got him. Someone..." He started with a hard tone of voice. He had trouble finding the right words to explain the situation. "We've received a suspicious looking package this morning from unknown sources and we've found Kid inside. Somebody managed to get to him first and sent him to us."

"That's... that's horrible! Who would do such a thing? Is he alright?"

"He has some bruises here and there and was drugged but other than that he's doing fine, just needs some rest. He doesn't need to go to the hospital given the signs he presents so at the moment he'll be staying with us. Plus, this is all too... suspicious. We don't want to fall directly into a trap, thought we have no clue what it could be." He then wondered if he should keep the next part to himself but decided to share his thoughts, just to have his daughter's honest point of view. "We did notice he's had some nasty wounds, thought. He's been badly injured during these days he's been absent... and probably many times before that too. It makes one wonder..." Aoko nodded, perfectly understanding what he meant. Kid was an unsolved mystery. And he had lots of enemies in the criminal world and this just proved that. Following some of her father's investigations she was aware of some dangerous cases that Kid ended out being guiltless of that she didn't want her father to get involved in. It was one of the main reasons her father had gotten all worried out when he suddenly disappeared again, even if he refused to admit it. She had been a bit too. Maybe, arresting kid could get him in danger. He would become an easy target.

"Were you able to find out who did this to him?"

"No, it was too sudden and we're still working on it... but it seems like Kid has some idea of who are the ones responsible. We managed to get this information out due to his drugged state, thought, so I don't know how collaborative he'll be tomorrow once his mind's all cleared up."

"I see..." Aoko nodded, in understanding. She had many questions as well and while Ginzo needed a well deserved break at home she couldn't hide her curiosity for the man that often plagued her thoughts. They stayed quiet for a moment, Nakamori using the time to keep on eating. Aoko finally broke the silence. "So... otousan..."

"Yes?"

"What does he look like?"

Hey guys! Midnight here. So I've seen Kaito get kidnapped in more than one occasion on different fanfics and figured, what if the ones who had him were actually the good guys? I haven't read many DC/MK fanfics so I could be wrong but I think there hasn't been a story about this before (sure the police were present while Kid's on the hospital on some fics but he ended up escaping or it was at the end of a story). So, I wanted to write a little something about how this could turn how. I'm afraid to admit however that I have no idea how this story will progress: I do have solid ideas for the first 4-5 chapters, maybe 7-8 at most, but later? Don't know. This story focuses mainly on trapped Kid being dealt with the police and on everyone figuring about Kaito's persona without having met him before so once I've accomplished this I frankly won't know how to continue TT_TT If you don't want me going blank and stop updating I'd love for you to leave me suggestions or opinions either in the comments or in a PM, maybe not now bus specially on the future chapters. I'll be really thankful!

Also, I really don't know how often I'll update since I also draw some fanart and it takes me some time as well... but I'll do my best =)