Phase #1
Kaito had woken up to the chirps of birds happily singing outside his curtain covered windows.
It had been a week since he had that conversation with his mother, and the suspense was actually killing him now, dare he say it, but he is actually getting nervous.
Genuinely, absolutely nervous.
Which is absolutely ridiculous, he shouldn't be nervous. If he or she actually does even exist, then why aren't they here yet? Maybe Mother had given to much details of Kaito and had run away with their tail between their legs, right?
Right.
So he shouldn't worry or feel even the slightest bit nervous because of mother's sudden confrontation of this mysterious servant, right?
"Right," Kaito sighed as he plopped his head in his pillow.
His mother was acting suspiciously cheerful at breakfast. He didn't like it.
Don't get him wrong though. He loves his mother dearly and he would just love for a smile to remain forever on his mother's pretty face, but there were times when her smiles made him paranoid to a point where he occasionally glances behind his shoulders. It was exactly one of those times.
Kaito, more than he would like to, was sure that the mysterious hired servant is coming soon or possibly even today. He had to remind himself that there is no way someone could possibly be, shall he quote, "Immune to his tricks."
So what if that person might come today? There is no need to worry; he will drive this servant out. He bets his loyal blood on it, that this person will just be all talk and no show.
He looked at his mother's smiling face. That's right, no matter how high mom seems to expect from this person, he will make her see how wrong she is.
The loyal magician decided to lock himself in his room and plan the biggest scheme against the mysterious person.
When a messenger came to him during his studies stating the invitation to his mother's office, he was pretty damn sure that the new personal server was here. It caused him to smirk; he just couldn't wait to see how this new one looks. It'd be a plus if it was a pretty woman, but since his mother had clearly stated he'd despise them; it probably would be an old man, maybe an ugly one.
Not that it really mattered about he or she looks, really.
With a polite, gentle smile, Kaito made his way down the hallway to open the door at the far right. When it had opened, his poker face only fell for a second. He didn't look at all like Kaito had imagined. This new servant was younger than expected, probably his age. Not only that, but he held a startling resemblance to the loyal magician.
And the guy's eyes, he wasn't sure why, but they bothered him. They just held too much of a sharpness than Kaito had ever encountered.
"Ah, is this the new guy, Mother?"
"Yes, dear," she smiled, "This is Shinichi Kudo." Oh, how he could hear the challenge dripping from her voice.
The loyal teenager's new target held out his hand to him, "Nice to meet you, Master Kaito."
His grinned sharpened. He may have lost his composure a little when he saw him, but no matter, he will make this guy disappear, "Likewise, Shin-chan."
That had caused the Shinichi to look him in the eyes intensely, causing Kaito to widen his eyes by the slightest, "Excuse me?"
Kaito only stared, his lips still formed in a proper smirk, his eyes slightly widened in shock as he stared at those sharp blue eyes.
Then Kaito couldn't help but laugh, "You are too interesting!" Oh goodness, he never expected anyone one of his servers' to ever look at him in the eyes like that. Never!
Shinichi only looked at him confusingly as he still held the loyal magicians hand, "Should I be flattered?"
Kaito swung up his arms, letting go of Shinichi's hand, a sudden poof of confetti erupted after his gesture, "Of course!" He chuckled, "I, Kaito Kuroba just complimented you! Who wouldn't be flattered!"
"…I see," was the only thing Shinichi could really think of saying. He was informed at how difficult this guy was to deal with; he hadn't expected him to be so…weird. He's wondered why he was considered a challenge; he looks nothing more than a child who wants to just have a partner to play with.
"Why had it taken so long to come here, Shin-chan~?" Kaito swung an arm around the servant's shoulders; he was honestly to close for comfort.
Chikage spoke for Shinichi, "He is from Venice, dear."
"Hmm," Kaito stared at Shinchi, "..Now that I think about it." The slender fingers of the magician scratched his chin in thought, "Have I seen you before?"
A smile, one way to suspicious for Kaito's liking, was graced upon the teenager's face, "No, of course not."
What was this?
The smile seemed too polite, like to cover up something that isn't suppose to be known by Kaito. Why is there ever a need to hide from him, honestly? Had his mother told him not to tell? The suspicious gestures had brought Kaito to a conclusion that he did indeed meet Shinichi before. Agh, but when, where, and why? His memory was extraordinarily good, but at times like these, his brain just can't help but taunt him and erase the memory like it wasn't necessary for the future. Cursed brain, it was needed!
A gentle tug of his arm brought the loyal magician back from his train of thought. He looked down, noticing only now that the servant was shorter than he, and met those unusual sharp eyes, "Shall we get you back to your studies, Young Master?"
Kaito couldn't seem to find a response as he was pushed out his mother's office, and along the corridors. Slightly complementing how the new comer already knew his way around the big mansion was pushed back to his teacher's office by Shinichi.
"I'll come pick you up in about an hour, Young Master." A bow and Shinichi had departed, closing the door on his way out.
The teacher patted Kaito's shoulder, "Let's get back to the lesson shall we?"
Kaito only stood there staring at the door as his teacher went back to getting out the essentials needed. The realization came to him slowly, that he had forgotten to play pranks at the interesting new servant. A suddenly cold splash of defeat shriveled to the magician. He had completely forgotten his real goal; he had lost his composure twice.
This new guy was really interesting.
Kaito will make this guy regret ever challenging him, he guaranteed it.
Shinichi had decided to retrace the mansion, making sure that memorizing the map may have not have helped him at certain points. While doing so, he reflected back at Young Master's question.
"..Have I met you before?"
He sighed; it had been so long since they last met. Shinichi had hoped he would have forgotten completely, unfortunately it wasn't so.
Images of the past events hit him painfully hard, the happy ones, painful ones, and peaceful ones. All had caused him to flinch; the memories were painful either way. The peaceful ones lead him to happy ones, and then the painful ones strikes harder than the rest.
A domino effect, he supposed.
"What a horrible effect," he mumbled.
Whatever is in the past stays in the past, meaning Shinichi's lips are sealed. The only way to make up to Kaito for what happened; he will do these pesky chores for him.
It is better than revealing the past to him.
If Shinichi were to ever do so, even Kaito, who seems incapable of hating, will want him to be dug into the deepest pit of hell.
The mother of the magician had always told Shinichi that he was over thinking it. That he needed to blame someone for what happened that day, and that was himself.
But Shinichi could see past her mask of her motherly and caring face that she indeed knew what had happened was true. She also doubted that it was an accident. She also doubted that no one was to blame.
He wasn't sure if she blamed him though.
Lost in thought, he had accidently bumped into another, "Oh, sorry." He looked down to meet sparkling blue eyes that belonged to quite a pretty maid.
She shook her head, her locks of brown long hair flowed along with her movements, "No, no, it was my fault for not looking." She seemed to stare at him slightly, looking up and down examining him like a curious dog.
Shinichi had to mentally snort at that thought.
"Are you, Young Master's new personal servant?" she tilted her head in question.
He nodded in response.
Which was enough to make those blue eyes snap in attention, "Then why are you still here?"
"Excuse me?"
"Sorry!" The girl raised her hands in defense, "It's just, usually the past ones were already running out the door under a minute." She seemed to laugh at the memory, "Anyways, I'm Ran Mouri, one of the cleaning and cooking maids."
He smiled politely, "I'm Shinichi Kudo."
She smiled brightly, "It's still quite a shock, I think you will be here for a very long time, I can tell."
He chuckled softly, "I know I will be, I hadn't seen his tricks yet, but they are no match for me."
Ran only looked surprised as the other bid a farewell, only to smile gently once the other was gone, "Young Master, who knew someone, could be as interesting as you."
