Only When I Sleep
(KaitoxAoko)
Disclaimer: Magic Kaito is not mine. I simply make fun of them by making Kaito suffer! Nyahahaha! –ahem- Now, Kaito…eat this fish! Eat it!!!!!
motzKID: Thank you, my lov-e-ly readers, for reading this chapter! I also want to thank those people who've been really kind by giving me reviews. I'm more on a 'extremely-meaningless-yet-fluffy-short-story' person so don't expect too much chapters for this story. Although, I'm planning to put up the story that I've been writing for 3 months and I think it may be considered as my 'debut story'. It's my big-time story and I think everyone's gonna love it! Anyway, please enjoy this chapter!
3 days after Kaito's departure…
As Aoko lazily sat on her seat, she yawned and rested her head on her folded arms on her desk. She glanced at the empty seat beside her and sighed sadly. She saw him sitting there, reading his newspaper and then, vanished. Her eyes widened at first but then, "nah. Impossible," she chuckled in sorrow.
Behind her, sat Akako and beside Akako, sat Hakuba. They both looked at each other and then to Aoko. "What's wrong with Aoko?" Keiko, who sat behind Akako, asked. Hakuba coughed a little, "well, it's about Kuroba-kun," he replied softly, trying not to be heard. He looked at Aoko and then to Akako, "this may be a bad sign," he whispered to Akako, "If this continues, she might commit suicide," he continued.
Akako sighed, "yeah. Plus, I'm still not used to the 'silent' math class," she whispered back, trying not to be heard, "and, the mop has not yet been touched by anyone for 3 days," she said. "I hope she's okay," Keiko whispered too.
Suddenly, Aoko stood up, "it's okay. I can hear you, guys, clearly," her bangs covered her eyes as she started heading for the door. Akako, Hakuba and Keiko stared at her as their eyes followed her to the door. Aoko opened the door and met the teacher but she simply ignored her and went out.
The teacher closed the door behind her and quickly placed her things on the table, "still no message from Kuroba-kun?" she asked the class. Everyone shook their heads and looked down on their desks. They missed the magician badly.
"Well," their teacher continued, "looks like everyone's bothered by his sudden drop-out," she sadly smiled, "and it seems like her melancholy is starting to bother you, guys, too," she looked at the door, "but no one could blame her and couldn't blame anyone too," she sadly said, "anyway," her voice suddenly cheered up, "let's start class without Nakamori-san. I think we shouldn't bother her."
Hakuba sadly looked outside, "Kuroba-kun, what are you doing?!"
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Manchester, England
"Kaito, are you ready for tomorrow's school?" his mother asked as she handed him a plate of cookies. Kaito took the plate and ate a cookie. As he munched, "uh, yeah," he replied as he was busily writing something. His mother sat beside him, "what're you doing, then?" she asked.
"I'm writing a letter to our class," he smirked, "just in case they miss me or something," his grin grew wider. Suddenly, he sighed sadly. The atmosphere in the living room changed, "and maybe a letter for her too," he sadly smiled. His mom smiled and wrapped her arms around her son, "thank you," she kissed him on his forehead, "for making this a dream come true for your father," she smiled.
"Yeah, as long as you don't have to bother me about this next time," he joked. His mother chuckled, "you bet!" she smiled, "but," her faced turned sad, "it may take years before you can go back to Japan again," she informed. He looked at her, "that's the sacrifice I owe to dad. For teaching me so many things," he smiled. His mom hugged him, "you're similar to your father. He always sacrificed everything for his family," she smiled.
Kaito snapped his fingers and a red rose appeared, "I can also be like him in terms of magic," he smiled.
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Back in Japan
Aoko sat under the Sakura tree located outside the school cafeteria. It was a lovely afternoon but for Aoko, it was one of those days where she was desperate to see him. She opened her lunch box and started eating her lunch. She sat there quietly as the breeze blew. She remembered the times where he would sit beside her, under that same spot, and try to eat her lunch.
She chuckled as she stared down to her food. Suddenly, tears started to gather in her eyes, "I hate these stupid tears," she thought as she wiped her all-red eyes. She had been crying ever since she left the classroom and missed every subject in the morning. She was at the school rooftop, trying to get some air. But instead, she sat there, crying her eyes out for that someone who thought she wasn't cute.
She took another bit of her lunch but had the hard time to swallow it. Who wouldn't? The person she spends time fighting with was so far away from her and that she was missing his grin, laugh, smile and of course, the poker-face that was never erased in her mind. Of course, she hated him for being a green-minded freak but still, a day wouldn't be a 'day' without him.
"Ever since he left…," she thought, "everything around me seems so useless," her heart ached, "and that, I couldn't understand anything anymore. What's the point of studying and coming to school without him?" she asked herself. A tear dropped on her hand that was holding the chopsticks. Her eyes widened, as she felt another one and then, another one. She started wiping it off; hoping that no one would notice that she was crying again.
Suddenly, "here," a person handed her his handkerchief. She looked up and saw Hakuba. "Hakuba-kun," she mumbled, wide-eyed. He smiled sadly, "don't cry. He wouldn't want you to cry for him," his handkerchief was still on his hand.
She gratefully accepted it and wiped her tears. He sat down beside her as she started closing her lunch box. Hakuba leaned against the tree as he looked up at the beautiful fluttering cherry blossoms. "Hakuba-kun," she said softly, almost inaudible. He looked at her, "yes?"
"Why are you so being nice to me ever since he left?"
"What do you mean?" he asked, "I've always been nice to you."
"But," she reasoned, "I have this feeling that you're doing it extra carefully," she explained, "as if you are being asked to."
He smiled and looked up again, "I was asked by a certain person," his bangs covered his eyes, "by the person that loves you more than anyone else," he smiled. Her eyes widened, "y-you mean…?"
"Yeah, the person who is somewhere in England right now," he smiled, this time, at her.
Aoko held her necklace tightly. It was given to her by Akako because Kaito asked her to. She looked up the tree, "he would be so happy," she smiled, "to know that his rival is taking care of his…," her voice trailed off. "Angel?" Hakuba chuckled a little. Aoko nodded, "you could say that."
"Hey!" the two of them looked up. It was Akako, "what are you two doing in a place like this?" she asked, her hands on her waist. Aoko smile, "this is where Kaito and I ate our last lunch," she replied, "Hakuba-kun's accompanying me."
"Oh? Is that so?" her eyebrows up. She smiled, "then let me into your 'group' too," she smiled. She sat across Hakuba. She smiled cheerfully, knowing that her friend is feeling a bit better about the situation.
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That night in Aoko's room…
Aoko rested her head on her study table with the side-lamp on as the only source of light in her room. It was late at night but after his departure, she couldn't sleep at all. She took the frame with their picture and smiled. It was a picture of them in Tropical Land see Magic Kaito, vol 1.
She turned her light off and found her way to her bed. She laid there, almost immobile until she fell asleep.
-o-o-o-
Her sliding door, which led to her balcony, silently opened and a young man, dressed in white stepped in. His steps were more silent than a mouse's. He glanced at her side-table and saw a white rose in a small vase. The rose was almost dying as he took it in his hand. With the almost-dying rose in his clutch, his wrist turned in a circular motion and a new rose appeared. He lightly kissed the white rose as her placed it into her vase.
Meanwhile, the sleeping girl turned her head towards him but remained asleep. As he was about to leave, he heard her mumble, "Kaito…"
His bangs covered his eyes as he turned towards her and leaned closer to her face. "I'm here, my angel," he whispered, "always here for you," he slightly smiled. She smiled too, but remained asleep, "I've missed you so, so much," she mumbled. He smirked, "that's why I'm here," he said, as if replying, "to heal your broken wing."
She fell silent and continued to sleep. No, she wasn't pretending. It was the mere fact that she had missed him so much that she even talks in her sleep. But who could blame her? He left her so sudden and all she could do was shout his name when he was about to leave.
The magician was about to leave when suddenly, he felt as if someone was tugging his sleeve. He turned towards the sleeping girl. Although she was definitely still sleeping, he thought she was awake.
"Don't leave me," she mumbled. Suddenly, tears were gathering in her closed eyes, "please?" she pleaded in her dreams. The tears were very visible as it twinkled against the moonlight that was shining brightly against her thin curtains. KID leaned towards her again, "please," he whispered in her ear, "let go," he smiled sadly, "trust me. I won't leave."
Aoko smiled in her sleep and let go of KID's sleeve. He sighed,
"The things I do for love," he mumbled in half-moon eyes. He sat down on the floor beside her, leaning against the side-table. He closed his eyes and tried to get some sleep for her had to start a new life in his new school tomorrow in England. Yes, he flew that far just for her.
Although he knew that his identity might be exposed while he slept there, for the first time, he felt confident of showing off his true identity to her. It was dangerous but this 'danger' he was feeling, isn't really that bad. He yawned as he tipped his hat, covering his eyes and monocle. His right knee was up while the other one was down and his right hand rested on the right knee. Right there and then, he felt safe, for the first time, dressed as KID.
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The sun's shine broke into her room as she was awakened by the sun's light. She sat up and yawned as she swung her legs to the edge of her bed. She felt the cold floor against her toes. Yes, cold as ice… cold as his heart. She rubbed her eyes but her attention was caught by the box in front of her.
Right there, on her study table, was a dusty old box that was overflowing with stuff. She stood up and carried it to the floor. She sat beside it and started searching through it.
There were playing cards, some prank toys, clothes, and handkerchiefs. But something caught her attention so suddenly. She took out a gold frame and blew away the dust that was covering it. Her eyes widened, "what's this…?" she mumbled.
It was a picture of her and a certain person that she knew so well, "K-Kaito?" She looked through the box, "these are…," she thought, scared to know what was happening,
"these a-are Kaito's things," she said aloud. She stood up, frightened, "what's it doing h-here? What's happening?" she asked herself.
She searched through the box again and found a small, orange paper. She unfolded it and she gasped, "t-this is…," she thought. It said:
"Kaito, thanks for the wonderful birthday present. Love, Aoko"
"This was from we were still 8," she mumbled. She stared down to the box, "why…?"
She ran downstairs and saw Akako and Hakuba, sitting on her couch. They were sad as they were talking to Inspector Nakamori, her father. Akako was weeping while Hakuba had his arms around her.
"Akako-chan? Hakuba-kun?" she called. Hakuba, Akako and her father looked up to her. She continued and sat beside Akako, "what's wrong?" she asked. Akako looked at Hakuba and then to her, "i-it's hard to say…," she mumbled.
"I'm so sorry to tell you this, Aoko," her father suddenly said, "but Kaito-kun is…," his voice faded.
"Dead," Hakuba finished his sentence. Aoko's eyes widened, "w-what?" tears were flowing down her cheeks, "h-how?!" she exclaimed, "HOW DID HE DIE?! Tell me!!" she shouted as she sobbed.
"He was found dead in his room," Hakuba couldn't say more. Aoko stared at him. Her eyes full of everything sorrowful. Suddenly, it came to her. She remembered the promise…
"B-but he said he would never leave me!" she exclaimed, crying bitterly, "HE PROMISED! HE PROMISED ME!!" she shouted. "Aoko, please. Calm down," her father whispered.
Aoko kneeled and cried so bitterly that even Akako felt silent. "This isn't happening!" she exclaimed, "it can't be!" she continued, "please tell me this isn't happening…,"
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"…KAITO!"
Aoko's eyes shot open as she instantly sat up, all sweaty and her face was wet from tears. Her breathing was fast and hard, "a-a dream..?" she thought. She glanced at her table to see the time but a white figure, sitting on the floor beside her, caught her attention. She stared at him for a minute as he was fast asleep.
She smiled as she wiped her sweat from her forehead, "KID," she mumbled. She stood up and took a blanket out of her closet. She set the blanket over him as she 'tucked' him in. She smiled as she brushed his bangs, "I wish Kaito would be like you," she thought, "you're so thoughtful sometimes."
She went back to bed, "goodnight, KID," she whispered and saw him smile under his tipped hat. She closed her eyes as she tried to sleep.
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The next day…
As she opened her eyes, she peeked around her room if there was a dusty box in her room. As soon as the coast was clear, she smiled and sat up, "what a terrible dream," she told herself. Suddenly, she remembered KID. She looked beside her but all she saw was a neatly folded blanket.
She stood up and bent down to pick up the paper that was placed on the blanket. She smiled as she read the message:
'Although I know you wouldn't care much about my visit...
And although I know you're bothered by something…
Don't hesitate to call out my name…
I'm here for you as a friend…
…and as a magician…
-KID-
…who knows how to fold his own blanket properly, don't you think?'
Aoko chuckled a little, "yeah. For a guy, you DO fold things properly," she smiled to herself. Then, she noticed that the dying rose was replaced by a new one. She smiled and slightly blushed, "he is, as if, Kaito…," she smiled as she stood up to prepare for school.
motzKID: Thank you for reading this chapter! Wow, I didn't expect to turn out this way. Actually, I haven't planned out the plot well yet but I think this is good. Anyway, there's still a chapter 3 and that may be the last chapter. Please click on the 'go' button at the right-hand corner of this screen to give me a review…c'mon, now…click it! Hehe… thanks and have a fabulous day!