Disclaimer: I do not own Magic Kaito. And probably, that's a good thing. I do wish Gosho would write more on it.
Hakuba slammed his fist on his desk and then moved his bangs out of his face with his free hand, his mind was racing. How had he not seen it? How had he not noticed? Why did he go off to England? He should have stayed, he would've stopped it.
Hakuba straightened up and went to the kitchen to take a sip of the hot tea his housekeeper had prepared for him. Maybe, just maybe, he was jumping to conclusions. Either way, he had to find out. He set the teacup down and hurried off to the Nakamori residence in search of the daughter.
On his way he thought about how she looked earlier that day, dressed in that black skirt and red shirt, a green jacket over it to hide-to hide what? She wasn't hiding anything, no one noticed. Because her legs were also incredibly thin. Her knees and shins were exposed, everyone could see how thin she was, couldn't they? She didn't act like anything was wrong, and neither did Kaito. They had both come to greet him at the airport. He had frozen in the terminal at the sight of the both of them, he hadn't expected a welcoming committee, other then from his housekeeper. But he froze again when he saw how incredibly thin Aoko had gotten, she was much smaller then she had been, and Aoko had never been shy around food.
Saguru reached the house and took a few breaths, he was going to get to the bottom of this. He had never actually been to the house, so it was slightly awkward, but he was far too worried to be concerned with that. He shuffled nervously and knocked on the door, not having to wait long before the Aoko pulled open the door to let him in. She wasn't wearing the jacket now, he could see the outline of her collarbone more vividly then he should have been able to. It hurt to it.
"A-Aoko-kun, I thought I might-hold on, where is Keibu-san?" He looked around, noticing Ginzo Nakamori was not around. Aoko sighed and went over to the kitchen to make a pot of heated green tea.
"He's at work." She explained. Hakuba blinked.
"B-but there wasn't a heist tonight, was there?" He questioned. Aoko shook her head and Saguru guessed that Nakamori was in the office going over past cases or paper work or something of that nature. But he had a home office, couldn't he use that? "Well… I-I was wondering… would you, would you like to go to dinner with me?" He questioned, his turning a light shade of pink, he wouldn't normally be so forward, but he had to find out.
"I'm not really hungry, but, we can go see a movie or something." She offered, smiling cheerily. Saguru noticed her grip her wrist with her thumb and index finger. He felt something inside him brake…
He had been away, he couldn't stop it, and no one seemed notice Nakamori Aoko slowly deteriorating.