#1
You Broken, Miserable Lovers
Characters: Kuroba Kaito, Mouri Ran
Pairings: Kaito/Ran (KaiRan), implied Kaito/Aoko (KaiAo) and Shinichi/Ran (ShinRan)
Theme: Misery, comfort, longing
Rated: T
Summary: He can't- he won't think. He only does what he can when his mind is consumed by grief. The Thief dons the clothes of the Detective and goes to Her arms.
Misery likes company.
Or so they like to say.
When he gazes at Mouri Ran, he honestly can't tell. She looks so damned happy to see him.
"Shinichi," she breathes and she's so like Aoko that it hurts.
His hands automatically reach around her frame to return the hug she has engaged him in. Breathing in the scent she gives off, but isn't quite what he wants to breathe in that moment, he forces himself to numb his senses and live in the moment.
'Aoko…'
Kaito doesn't do much of anything except hang on and take advantage of this mask. He hadn't even processed the fact that he was in Kudou's uniform before he was already in the presence of the detective's love interest. He's just that lost.
A small part of him predicts that a certain someone will track him down in the morning for raising the girl's hopes like this. He isn't Shinichi and he'll never be. But for once, he just can't bring himself to care.
She is so similar, so freaking similar and he can't- he can't handle thinking right now.
The comfort… he needs it. He can't breathe without it. Or he will sink to the pits of Hell and never come back in one piece.
His mind is still reeling back in shock. Soon- so very soon, by his best estimates- murderous thoughts will replace the tide wave of sorrow that threatens to overwhelm him.
Because he lost Aoko. To Snake.
That stupid sniper shot her instead of him and he still remembers the bloody stain growing- no, draining her as her life was quenched so savagely in front of him.
What's worse, her eyes were wide in shock, not understanding… why. Why she had to die?
"Ran," he says- sobs- rasps. Kaito clutches at her clothes tightly. The girl that isn't Aoko, but is all he has now. A nearly flawless spitting image... nothing more, nothing less. Ran isn't Aoko, no matter how much he wishes for the illusion to be real.
'Not her. She is not her,' he stresses.
She hugs him back and lets him cry on her shoulder.
"Let it all out," she says.
.
It is a one time deal. The infamous thief steals the girl for just one day.
Just for one day...
'Let me be-' He is Shinichi.
Not Kaito.
A/N: A drabble... thing. I ship these two so friggin' much. You have no idea.
Words of caution: I love this crack ship and it's my job to do everything in my power to make you love it too. I don't see it anywhere and I just want to post things like this.