A/N:
This is a series of oneshots featuring our lovely Kaito and Shinichi and their budding romance, collaborated by Reina Adriadne and I. This first chapter is written by Reina, do enjoy.
Summary: Enchanted. Just another KID heist, but this time, the jewel isn't the only prize KID wants...
It was strange, he mused, being at a KID heist as Shinichi instead of Conan. On one hand, it was nice that everyone was actually listening to him for a change instead of dismissing Conan's "childish opinions", but it made him uncomfortable to be in the centre of attention again. Even with the knowledge that the Black Organisation was gone for good, and Haibara's assurance that the cure was permanent, he still found himself looking fearfully over his shoulder whenever he was alone, and startled easily at strange shadows and sounds at night. There were even times when he found himself wishing that he still had Conan's easy anonymity while investigating cases.
But what's done was done, and Shinichi had better things to do, like solving murder cases, than waiting around with the police at a KID heist.
"Shinichi, I know you've just got back and everything, but please just do me this tiny favour! If you help my dad catch KID, it'd be a really big help for the business. Please?" Ran's pleading look was the one thing he could never refuse, not after all the hurt he'd caused her during his time as Conan. Shinichi closed his eyes and sighed.
"Alright, I'll help. Show me the heist note."
The grateful smile Ran gave him made his heart clench with guilt, and the realisation of all the things that could never be.
He had solved the note within minutes, and a few days later, here he was, lying in wait (like a bunch of sitting ducks for KID to humiliate at will, in his opinion) for the thief to appear.
The target jewel that night was the Blue Demise, the largest natural blue diamond in existence. It was rumoured to bring an early death to whoever owned it. Shinichi could see why: anyone in possession of a gem that rare would certainly have more than their fair share of enemies willing to kill for it. After the previous owner of the diamond passed away, her son had sold it to the Tokyo museum, where it now stood on a booby-trapped pedestal at the far end of the room, with a bulletproof glass case over it, and the entirety of the KID taskforce within its immediate vicinity and outside.
Not that any of those measures will be of any use against KID. Shinichi sighed as he flopped into a seat on the opposite end of the room from the diamond. He'd only met the thief once as his 17 year-old self, during the clock tower heist where he had apparently come closer to catching KID than anyone in the KID taskforce had ever been. The police were only wasting their time with this. KID was an enigma, a phantom in every sense of the word. Shinichi, of all people, should know that was ridiculous- KID was definitely just as human as the next person, had a name and a face and a beating heart; could bleed and cry and scream like the rest of them. He was just a man who hid behind smoke and mirrors to evade law enforcement, with an infuriating smile that never seemed to leave his face and a brilliant mind- a mind that rivalled Shinichi's own.
Shinichi's lips curved upwards in a smile. Even so, there was something about the man that made him want to believe in magic, just a little.
Suddenly, the lights in the room flickered and went out.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" And at last, the main protagonist of the night entered centre stage, right on time. Having already disarmed all booby traps, knocked out most of the police officers with sleeping gas and, as a final touch, coloured Nakamori's suit in the most garish shade of pink dye money could buy, Kaitou KID stood proudly on top of the glass case housing the diamond, said jewel clutched victoriously in one hand.
"KID!" Nakamori bellowed. "Get him!"
The remaining officers and Kogoro lunged at the thief, but with a snap of white-gloved fingers, were immediately wrapped, literally, in sparkly pink paper, complete with a large red bow. The thief barely spared them even a glance. That was… unusual. KID always took the chance to make theatrics out of the whole thing, or lead the taskforce on a merry goose chase at very least. Today he seemed distracted, doing the bare minimum to keep them occupied. Instead, he seemed to be looking for something- or rather, someone- in the crowd, eyes scanning the faces in the room rapidly.
Then his gaze landed on Shinichi.
When their eyes met, the thief seemed to straighten, and grin, right at the detective, before disappearing in a puff of pink smoke.
He's getting away! Shinichi turned and bolted out of the room, heading straight for the stairs. He knew that the building had sealed windows, and all the exit doors had been blocked off by the police, so the most likely place for KID to try escaping from was… Shinichi sprinted up the stairs leading to the roof, bursting through the doors.
KID was already standing there, holding the stolen gem up to the moonlight. Shaking his head, he returned the gem to his pocket before turning to face him. They stood at opposite ends of the rooftop, the wind whipping through their hair and clothes.
"Meitantei," the thief greeted. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"
Shinichi nodded, eyeing the thief warily. There was something…off about KID's tone of voice. It sounded a little too pleasant, too casual. He wasn't sure why, but he felt like prey being watched by a hawk.
"And you're here to stay for good this time, I hope."
The detective's head snapped up. How did he-?
"What are you talking about?" Shinichi asked, eyes narrowed. It wasn't possible that KID knew his secret, did he?
KID's grin grew even wider. "Come on now, tantei-kun, we had such a great relationship-" Shinichi snorted at that- "going on when you attended my heists as Conan. The least you could do is to honour it, especially when I've gone and eradicated the rest of the Black Org for you." The last line had been delivered with a pout, but Shinichi didn't see it through the haze of shock that clouded his vision.
Shock, and a strangely overwhelming sense of relief. Although he had been making quite a bit of progress taking down the Black Organisation in the past year, the final few enemy bases he hadn't gotten to yet had simultaneously and mysteriously blown up a few months ago, wiping out the last of the enemy. Haibara and Shinichi had never been able to find out who was behind it, and while he knew that they were gone for good, he hadn't truly believed it until now. Perhaps the confirmation from KID had been what he needed to finally believe he was really free.
He didn't realise his legs had given out on him until he found himself leaning against a strong, lithe body, KID's arms all but holding up the entirety of his weight. Shinichi looked up to meet deep indigo irises. "So…the explosions…that was you?" he managed, his throat suddenly feeling inexplicably dry. "But-" But why? He wanted to ask.
"I know I have a no-hurt policy, but these guys…" For a split second, the detective saw something cold and dark cross the thief's face, before it was quickly hidden away behind a mask of indifference. Masks, Shinichi thinks. He's used enough of his own to recognise when the other was wearing one. Which was almost all the time, in KID's case. He wonders if the thief will ever stop wearing them, or if he would ever get the chance to meet the person behind those masks.
He wonders if KID thought the same about him.
"I had to do it," the magician finally says, lifting his shoulders in a small shrug. Then his smile became sharper and wider, a little more predatory. "But I do believe I deserve a reward for helping you out, don't you agree?"
A reward? Shinichi didn't like the sound of that. What could the thief possibly want from him? But if KID was telling the truth, and Shinichi could tell that he was, if that brief flash of something he'd seen in the other's eyes when he spoke about the Black Organisation was anything to go by, then he did in fact owe him in some way.
"Alright," Shinichi said slowly, already regretting his words when the thief's eyes lit up with manic glee, "but there's not really much I can give you."
"There is something, actually," KID says, and the arms that were around him tug Shinichi backwards and around, and suddenly Shinichi was close, very close, to an intense indigo gaze and a razor sharp grin and messy brown hair peeking out from under a top hat and…
Oh.
Shinichi jerked in surprise, feeling the pair of soft lips against his. KID was kissing him.
KID was kissing him.
Some part of his brain was trying its hardest to remind him that he was a detective, and KID was a thief. This was supposed to go against every single one of his morals, not to mention the fact that they were both male!
All this he told himself while desperately trying to ignore how right the thief's lips felt against his own, and the lustful, wanting, traitorous heat he could feel pooling just below his navel.
Shinichi was saved from his treacherous thoughts by the sound of footsteps pounding up the stairwell. His fingers curled around KID's collar and shoved him away, just as the door burst open to reveal Nakamori in all his pink-suited gory, the KID task force behind him. Seeing the position they were in, both their faces flushed and KID's collar firmly in Shinichi's grasp, their faces merely inches apart, his mind came to the only possible solution.
"You… You've caught KID, Kudo-kun," Nakamori stated in disbelief. Shinichi resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"Not quite, I'm afraid."
The magician had Shinichi's wrists cuffed together in the blink of an eye. Stepping onto the roof, KID bid them farewell with a cheery wave and leaped off.
Shinichi watched until the white speck disappeared completely from view, the blush never leaving his face.
Shinichi turned his head to look out of the window. The sky was dark, and a glance at his bedside clock told him that it was way past midnight. He hadn't been able to sleep since he got home, the events of the night still lingering heavily on his mind.
He paced once across the length of his room, then sat on the edge his bed, his feet tapping out a nervous rhythm on the hardwood floor. He was well aware that he was acting like a schoolgirl with a crush, but he couldn't help but feel jittery and restless after the kiss, which left him with even more questions swirling around his head after it. And there was one thing in particular he couldn't figure out- just before KID escaped, he had pulled Shinichi down and whispered in his ear.
"I await your answer, Meitantei."
What answer? As far as he knew, the thief hadn't asked him any questions during their short conversation on the rooftop. Shinichi groaned, tugging at his hair in frustration. Trust KID to be as cryptic as the heist notes he loved to send.
There was so much to think about that there was no possible way he was going to sleep now. And besides, he had a feeling he would be expecting a visitor sometime soon.
"Were you waiting up for me, tantei-kun?" As if on cue, his visitor arrived in a flurry of white fabric. Kaitou KID sat perched on his windowsill, the moonlight at his back throwing long shadows into the room.
He grinned widely at Shinichi. "I've come to claim the rest of my reward after we were so rudely interrupted just now. Are you ready to give me your answer?"
What is he talking about? "I- I don't know what you want, KID!" Shinichi blurted. His face starting burning immediately after the words left his mouth becauseschoolgirl with a crush, dammit Shinichi!
"Oh? I thought that was pretty obvious." KID hopped down from the windowsill and stalked towards him, forcing Shinichi to back up until he felt the edge of the bed pressing into the back of his legs. The magician was so close that Shinichi could smell the natural, unmasked scent of his skin; could clearly make out every detail on KID's monocle and feel his breath hot on his cheeks. The brim of KID's top hat cast a shadow over his eyes, obscuring his expression.
"I want you, Meitantei. I want your heart, your body, and your soul. And if you don't want to give them to me-" KID lifted his head, and Shinichi found the intense gaze from earlier focused on him again, "as a thief, it is but my duty to steal them." The magician closed the remaining distance between them and kissed him for the second time that night.
This kiss was nothing like the one they shared before. The previous kiss was rushed and unfamiliar; more of a quick press of lips than anything. Shinichi had been too startled back then to process much more than that. But this kiss…
This kiss was ridiculously, stupidly perfect. The hunger from earlier still simmered under the surface, but this time KID was obviously taking his time to savour it. The press of KID's lips, soft as they were, felt like a brand upon his skin, and Shinichi instinctively dug his fingers into the thief's waist in an attempt to ground himself. In the back of his mind, Shinichi was dimly aware of thinking that the way KID kissed was the same as the way he cracked safes- leaving no inch untouched, meticulously probing with a fierce focus that left him reeling from its intensity.
A gloved hand found its way under his shirt and he gasped, allowing a wet tongue to enter his mouth. And Shinichi let go. After all, what's one more risk after all the others he'd already taken?
His hands came up to grab KID's jacket and pulled the magician flush against him, deepening the kiss. KID responded just as enthusiastically- he barely allowed them any time to break apart for air before locking their lips together in a fierce kiss again.
Before he knew it, Shinichi had tumbled over onto the bed, bringing KID along with him. He had one leg on the floor and one knee braced on the mattress between KID's legs, the other's cape twisted around both their legs with one hand fisted in the sheets, flushed and panting beneath him.
"You know, tantei-kun," KID said breathlessly, "I never thought I'd be the one at the bottom when this happened."
Shinichi blushed, but smiled down at the thief- histhief. "I think I'm ready to give you my answer now," he murmured. One more risk. One more chance.
"And?" KID smiled back at him, and Shinichi felt like his breath had been robbed from him all over again. KID's masks were charming, taunting, devilishly cunning; beautiful and mysterious in equal measure. But behind all those masks, the real KID wasbreathtaking. He had somehow managed to keep his monocle on in their tumble, and his top hat was only slightly askew, but the indigo eyes that looked up at him were unguarded and glazed over with pleasure, his expression open and wanting. Shinichi thought it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Will you take this chance with me? "Yes," Shinichi breathed, "My answer is yes."
KID's smile was so wide it was positively blinding. He gave Shinichi another chaste kiss on the lips before pulling away. "Then I believe an introduction is in order." In a flash, Shinichi found himself sitting upright on the edge of his bed and a moonlight magician standing at the end of it, facing him.
KID pulled off his hat and monocle in one swift motion and bowed. "Kuroba Kaito," he said, holding out a red rose, "enchanted to meet you."
Taking the rose, the detective laughed. It was the first time he'd laughed so freely in months, but he was certain there would be many more of such moments in the future.
"Kudo Shinichi," he replied, smiling, "enchanted to meet you, too."
A/N: This was inspired by Taylor Swift's "Enchanted", and is also posted on ao3! Do drop by there if you'd prefer the format there. Thanks for reading! :
Signing off,
Reina, MissParasol