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Chapter 2: When She has a Gender Crisis

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On a dark night, the full moon was standing high in the sky. Many police cars were stationed in front of a museum and the sound of sirens were going on and on. Crowds were gathered all around the area, cheering loudly and holding signs, contrasting with the tense policemen securing all perimeters around the building.

An old looking man, dressed in a janitor's clothes, was walking slowly outside of the building. The cheers of the crowd brought a smile to his face. His eyes were scanning the area vividly, when he spotted a man dressed in a long dark coat running behind the building. With a feeling of suspicion creeping inside of his chest, the janitor decided to follow him cautiously, a frown set on his face.

A few meters away from the museum, two other men were waiting for him. From a hidden spot behind a tree, the aged man peered at them discreetly. Their faces were covered by their black hats, and they exuded a dangerous aura.

"- all around. We'll have to wait for his arrival and enter during the commotion."

"Good."

The janitor froze. That voice…

"He's not escaping this time." A hoarse laughter. "And once he's taken care of, we'll just have to take the jewel."

The old man swallowed, and he started walking backwards. If those men were here, the situation would become much more complicated. He kept his eyes on the exchange, when he was suddenly grabbed from behind, and a tissue of chemicals was shoved to his face. It smelled of chloroform. Crap!

He tried to resist, but his surrounding were becoming blurred and he felt dizzy. He fell on the ground and started coughing loudly. He could hear voices around him, but could barely make out what was being said.

"Be - you morons, - heard everything."

Someone tsked. The sound of brushing. Something metallic clicked. A gun. "- killing -."

"- quick, Snake. - police - of Kaitō KID's n- not shooting -."

"So - kidnap - kill him off some- that damned thief -".

He had a hard time staying focused. Although he tried to stand up, the strength in his arms and his legs had completely left him.

"No, - poison the organization - any trace in the blood, he -."

A laugh. "Well done, Scorpion. - seem natural - stroke -."

He felt something being put in his mouth, first a solid object, then a liquid. Water?

He heard sounds of steps becoming more distant.

He couldn't stay there, he had to get up quickly and go adapt his plan.

An unbearable pain rushed through his heart. His eyes widened and he let out a repressed cry. His whole body felt like it was on fire and his heart started beating erratically. He couldn't breathe. No, no no no, this couldn't be happening. He needed to find help. He felt his bones break and melt, and his brain was begging for release.

He let out a heartrending cry.

Dad!

10 PM. Now was the moment. Policemen were guarding the Scarlet Bloom closely. The inspector Nakamori was standing in the middle of the exposition room, all of his senses on alert.

Everyone was waiting for KID to appear from anywhere, at any moment.

He never came.

"Gramps? Gramps! Wake up! Are you alright?"

"Stop it, I think he's dead. I'm not feeling any pulse."

"No way, no one dies at a KID's heist!"

"This has nothing to do with KID! He probably died from a cardiac arrest."

"Hmm…" The man lying on the ground let out a soft moan.

"Hah! He's alive! Told ya!"

"Sir! Sir, do you hear me?"

He blinked quickly, trying to gain focus. A gentle hand helped him sit up slowly. What happened again?

"Sir, how are you feeling? What do you remember?"

Sir? What was he calling- Oh. Right. KID heist. Snake. Ohhh now this was a big problem.

He cleared his throat, and he stared at the young officer watching him worriedly.

Another policeman leaned towards him. "Gramps, do you need something? What happened?"

The janitor blinked. "Oh my, is it night already? It seems like my nap lasted a bit too long."

Both officers glanced at each other.

"I better get going; I'm going to miss supper!" He stood up, laying a heavy hand on one of the men's shoulder to support himself, and he dusted his clothes. "Thank you for waking me up, young men, I wouldn't like to miss my wife's cooking."

"Do you need us to accompany you?" one of the officers asked, dubious.

The janitor laughed kindly. "No need, I live just across the street!" he added, before fleeing in the dark of the night.

"That… That was quick for an old man."

"Talk about a weird night. First, KID doesn't show up, and now…," he trailed off. And blinked. "Wait… You don't think…?"

His colleague deadpanned. "KID missed a heist because he took a nap just near the place the heist is supposed to happen. Obviously, yeah."

10:27 PM. He couldn't believe it. He just missed a heist! That never happened before!

If he arrived late now, Nakamori-keibu and the organization would definitely be suspicious of him. And Hakuba would never let him live it down. Then again, if he didn't go at all, KID's reputation would take a huge blow!

Something in his mouth. Water. Solid object. "Poison".

His steps came to a stop. "Crap, they made me swallow something."

The police and the fans were still present, policemen were scanning the area and the crowd was chanting for KID's coming. But if he was poisoned and he ended up collapsing during the heist…

With a deep breath, he took a phone from his pocket, and dialled a number quickly.

"Jii-chan, can you come and get me right now?"

"I don't know, I don't really remember. I think they didn't shoot me because of the police but, they said something about the poison. That it would seem like I died from natural causes."

Sitting in a car, his arms crossed, the janitor was in deep thought. Natural, a stroke, not a trace in the blood. Scorpion.

"We need to take you to the hospital quickly!" The driver screamed in panic. "You might be dying!"

"I don't know Jii-chan, they might not be able to find anything."

Jii frowned. They couldn't just let the poison act without doing anything though. He already lost a master. If that happened again…

"It was a horrible feeling. I seriously thought that I was dying. But I don't feel anything anymore. I guess their poison failed? What are the chances?"

"We still need to check on you. We're never too sure. " Jii added stubbornly. "By the way," he added after a second thought, "you know that you don't have to use KID's voice here."

The janitor blinked.

Damn, he hadn't even realized what he was doing. He laughed. "Sorry Jii-chan, habit!"

He put down his cap and he pulled his hair to take off a latex mask of his face, revealing a handsome young man underneath.

Then, he took a flask full of cream from the inside of his jacket, he pressed on it to get the cream on his fingers, and he applied it on his face and his throat. His skin seemed to crumple a little. Afterwards, he put his fingers at the bottom of his throat and he started to remove slowly and carefully the artificial skin that he had put on beforehand. Finally, he proceeded to take off the wig by pulling on the stitches around his face and behind his ears.

The same handsome face and wild hair were hidden under the mask.

Jii glanced at the interior mirror of the car to watch his passenger. His eyes widened.

"Why did you put two masks of your Kaito persona?" he asked, dubious.

"Huh?" the young man's eyes narrowed curiously. "What do you mean, Jii-chan?"

Wait. The voice was still wrong.

"Aaah, ah, ah" he tried in different intonations. He blinked again. "Huh? What's going on with my voice? I can't switch back," he said, frowning.

He brought his hand to his throat while trying to change his voice. His frown deepened.

He felt something unusual in the middle of his throat. He touched it with his forefinger. It almost felt like…

"An Adam apple?"

Looking lost, he started to touch his face. His jaw was broad, and his eyebrows fuller.

He rubbed his hair. Short and spiky?

His eyes widened. His gaze turned quickly towards the exterior rearview mirror, and he stared.

"What the hell?!" he screamed in a high-pitched voice – that still felt wrong. "But I just took it off!"

He scratched his throat and behind his ears wildly, and he pulled on his skin, to no avail. His cheeks started to redden because of the scratching and the panic. That was not possible. It was artificial skin, it couldn't get coloured!

He looked down for a moment, sweating. Jii was trying to drive while still throwing glances at his passenger. The young man trailed his hand down slowly, before firmly grabbing his chest. Nothing. He quickly put one hand under his shirt, while patting his chest wildly with the other. "Where are my breasts?!"

The car skidded. Jii parked on the side of the road. Something was definitely wrong and he knew that if he kept driving, he would get the both of them killed.

The young man's eyes stared down, a frightened and shocked expression on his face. No, no, no, this couldn't be happening. He slowly brought his hand down, before placing it between his legs. Jii blinked.

"AAAAAH!"

"Young Mistress-"

"What is this thing doing here?!"

"Please, Kairi-sama, calm dow-"

"Jii-chan! I have a thing!"

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To be continued

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