A/N- Hello everyone! This is my first time writing for this fandom, so I figured I should write something Kido/Kano, 'cause they're awesome. I'm hoping I didn't butcher their characters too badly, but since this is a future and sorta-AU fic, I took some creative liberties with it. I promise, there's a reason they're acting different from how they do in canon! (And I'm really sorry this intro chapter is so short, the next one will definitely be a lot longer!)
Enjoy~!
It had been years since he had seen her- it wasn't as though she had simply vanished, but rather she slowly faded away until by the time he realized she wasn't there, it was too late. There were times when he wondered where she had gone, but he rarely had time for idle-minded thoughts like that these days.
He currently was working two jobs, a convenience store and a pet store, just to cover the rent for his subpar apartment. It had fallen into a sort of routine, really- he would settle in a place for a while, get an apartment and a job and almost look like he was settling down, only to completely uproot himself and move to some over town or suburb or part of the city.
He never went far though- he was drifting, but with a purpose even he wasn't totally sure of.
He was drifting, with the desperate hope that maybe one day, he would find her.
He had to.
"You headed home?" Kido's co-worker asked, leaning back in her chair and stretching her arms behind her head.
Kido ran her hands over the fabric of her slightly uncomfortable, business-y skirt in an attempt to get rid of wrinkles that weren't really there. "Yep- unless you have anything else for me to work on?" the other woman shook her head and Kido picked up her purse from under her desk, saying a quick goodbye over her shoulder before heading out into the bustling streets of downtown.
It had been an average day- work, lunch break, more work, head home. Nothing out of the usual, nothing breaking the routine. Just the way she liked it.
Except lately, she had been feeling an odd sense of longing, as though she was missing someone or something desperately. There was nothing she could think of that would have caused this, though, and so she tried to simply push it away.
As she was waiting at a crosswalk, she saw someone who looked both like a complete stranger and someone she knew dearly at the same time. He was dirty-blonde, although she couldn't tell if it was natural or dyed. But there was something about him- something that made her sift through her thoughts a few times, trying to place where she knew him from.
He turned,and she caught his eyes. She could tell he recognized her, too.
"Kido?!"