Chapter Three: Words left unsaid

Shinichi stared Hattori and Kazuha, waiting for an explanation to Ran departing words.

"What happen?" He said again.

"Kudou … we can't talk about it here. Can we move this to your place?" Kazuha whispered.

Shinichi hesitated for a moment before nodding. Dread pooled in his stomach and he just realized that he had seen Kisaki but Kogoro was nowhere to be seen. Within the taxi Shinichi gritted his teeth and glared out the window. His mind raced with questions and worry. He could only imagine what happened after he left.

He forced the taxi to stop about a block from his house mostly out of habit than for protection. Stuffing his hands deep into his jean's pockets and gripped the talisman there for strength. The two behind him were uncharacteristically silent and that unnerved him the most.

Shinichi stared emotionlessly at Hattori while Kazuha busied herself in his kitchen.

"It was about two years ago now. You were already gone at this point and recovering. Mouri-ji-san's reputation was proceeding downhill but Sera-san kept him from falling into the state you found him in, thankfully. Unfortunately she doesn't, or so we thought, have information on the Organization. I'll tell you what Kudou with her solving cases in your stead it was kind of like ya never left. "Hattori grinned.

"But that happiness and comfortable life didn't last. Ran … she … she got kidnapped. Kogoro surprisingly found her but it was all a set up. They were waiting for him. They found him out to be a threat … well not him as much as you. Those men were looking for you, you as Conan." Hattori glared at the wall.

"Those bastards killed Kogoro. We found his body about three months after he disappeared. Ran however she was in their holding for five months till she just showed up in the arms of Daisuke. HE claims that he found her wandering on the outskirts of the city but …"

"You think that KID had a part in it now. At least after what Ran had said." Shinichi finished and leaned back into his chair. A headache was pounding his vision blind and he suddenly felt exhausted and guiltily.

"Kudou?"

Shinichi stood and took a mug out of Kazuha's hand. "I'll be right back I just need to get some air."

The wind had picked up and there was a storm brewing off in the distance. Shinichi watched it and felt the same way. He couldn't even taste the coffee in his hand and suddenly wished for something a little stronger. Pulling out his cigs he lit one for himself and another for Kogoro and laid it on the gazebo's railing.

'I swear I'll get these bastards.' He thought and watched the smoke rise and dissipated into the clouded sky.

The storms that arrived earlier in the month had dissipated and left a staggering heat that made your clothes stick to you just after stepping out. Shinichi sighed, wiped his brow, and wondered why in the hell he was fallowing a suspected cheating husband. Oh, that's right he needed the money. Even though he still had tons of money saved from when he was living on his own and as Conan it gave him an independent kind of satisfaction to earn his own.

He waited for four more hours till he finally felt the first stages of heat exhaustion and called it quits. The husband was going to be at work for another five hours that would give him enough time to at least grab some water and food.

"Who have thought that The Great Detective of the East watched all of his clients targets from roof tops? You haven't been taking after me have you?"

He didn't know what to do for a moment. The complete shock of someone suddenly there and that voice. Slowly he went to turn his head but jumped when a gentle hand covered his eyes. An audible gasp slipped past his throat.

"Sorry tantei-kun but I can't have you looking at me right now." KID purred.

For what seemed like for minutes Shinichi lay there on his stomach with KID hovering over him. Catching the need to swallow and breath he remained frozen and exhaled. "What do you want, KID?"

KID widen his smirk and wished his detective could see it. 'I want many things Shinichi. At the moment you but … 'he thought. "To invite you to my heist. Of course you'll have to figure everything out but hey you like that sort of thing."

Shinichi struggled to ignore the bubbly feeling he got when heard KID personally wanted him there. The honor he felt made him grin and there was no stopping that. "Can't wait." Now he wanted to slap himself stupid for sounding breathless.

KID laughed then felt Shinichi shudder underneath him. Even though he wasn't quite sitting on the man he was apparently close enough for him to sense him there. The grin drifted into something darker. Such an opportunity and as a thief who lives for opportunities it would be a shame to let this one go. Shifting ever so slightly he fished out the invitation and folded it in fourths. He quickly tilted Shinichi's head to the side and kissed him. He could feel the detectives eyebrows shoot up under his hand and the hitch in his breath and the parting that tempting mouth just enough for him to slip in a plunder.

Shinichi bucked in surprise at the intrusion then forgot his last thought, where he was, and then everything. All he could feel was that kiss and the way his stomach curled in sync with his toes. Every stroke was lighting a very dangerous flame. When he felt KID pull away he nearly, NEARLY whimpered and beg.

Their breath ghost over each other's faces and muddled proper thought. KID wished he didn't have to cover Shinichi's eyes. He wanted to watch there sapphire color darken into a smoky midnight blue and go dreamy but the flush to his cheeks was enough to settle him for now.

"Shinichi."

Shinichi closed his panting mouth and angled his head down in acknowledgement. "Hm?"

"Quit smoking."

Before the detective have a chance to retort the thief kissed him again and disappeared in a cloud of sweet smelling pink smoke.

At ten that evening and a long detailed phone call to an intrusive wife Shinichi stumbled into his foyer. He was bone tired and unsatisfied with of the case ended. It was a great thing that the man didn't cheat on his wife and that he was only working overtime to make more money to take her to Italy but for Shinichi it wasn't a challenge or gave him a lead to finding the Organization. Thinking about a challenge he searched for KID's note.

"Just where in the hell did he put it?" Shinichi huffed while standing in a sea of cluttered items.

He nearly tore his home apart looking for it. Relaxing in an arm chair for a moment he surveyed the damaged and felt embarrassed. God, what was he getting excited over? It was just a heist note. A heist note KID personally gave him. He placed a palm to his chest and ignored the skittering of his pulse he felt there by taking a much needed steading breath.

"It's just a heist." He said out loud as if that was going to calm him down. Yeah, right.

For three hours after KID left him in tangled knots of sexual confusion and self-loathing at his lack of will power. Shinichi scrubbed his hands over his face and wished he didn't suddenly remember that. He could still feel the thief and if that wasn't bad enough he could still taste him; Bitter-sweet chocolate with some kind of sharp spice. Only one word could describe it: intoxicating. He laid back in the chair a listened to it squeak. The Hensei Lupin also had a different smell to him. He still had a very male musky undertone but it was toned down with a clean shampoo and a spicy aftershave. Rubbing his fingers over his lips gently he could still feel them tingle. As he played back that scene his body remembered the closeness and that wicked lick in the lower belly.

Leaping to his feet Shinichi panicked. Here he was, a detective, and he just let an international thief kiss him then walk away. Granted that kiss nearly was something unforgettable and damn near dangerous he wanted to keep them with their cat and mouse game.

"Damn it!" He shouted then kicked the wall. "Why did you have to muddy the waters?"

Kuroba Kaito asked himself the same thing after watching the former shrunken detective storm around his house. He also wondered why he hadn't removed the cameras yet. He only put them in there after the man had left for Europe to regain his body back; to watch the place for the Organization. A few times he caught site of unrecognized people and saved the place from amateur B&E attempts so now that Shinichi was living there he had no reason to keep them there. Standing he ventured into his kitchen for food. He mentally reminded himself to find something really big and shiny for his mother as he took out one of the dozen premade meals for him. Sticking it into the microwave he pulled out a beer and sipped on that while thinking back to the detective.

He wasn't become obsessive. He would let himself get that far and honestly he wanted nothing more than to not feel anything other than mutual respect for him but unfortunately it wasn't like that. "Absence just makes the heart grow fonder" was what his mother told him after he literally came losing it over 'Tantei-kun not being there'. He set the can down and poked at his dinner then reset the timer. It was funny how she knew how he felt before he did but god if he didn't love her for it. He looked around and suddenly realized how quiet it was with her away. It had been a year and a half now since Jii pasted away and two weeks since his mother left for her usual impulsive trips and now he found that he hated being alone like that. It was too sad.

Pushing off the counter he walked over to his stereo and put on a little back ground noise. With his finger on the button he thought back to Shinichi. Did he really live his life like this? Alone. The sudden urge to hold him hit him hard enough to have him nearly bolting towards the door. With his face and mood now grim he took his dinner and another beer back to his room to plan on making weekly trips to change that.