Mikau: Hey guys! I'm glad I could finally update this. Sorry it took me almost an entire month. Contrary to what I said before, this is NOT the last chapter. We still have one left to go, and it's mostly finished. I just have to clean it up, so I'll try to have it for you by next Monday. Anyway, thanks so much to all of you who reviewed: foreverandeveralone, Kaito Dark, Raifuujin, MysteryConan, Shara Raizel, and Maria. Enjoy the new chapter!
Disclaimer: If I owned it, there would be a one episode a month limit on the Shounen Tanteidan, although, I am become a bit fonder of them recently. Maybe because I'm a Haibara fan?
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Opening Up
"Kuroba?" Saguru looked up from his magazine and hesitantly called out to the magician currently lazing about, reading manga on his couch.
"Hm?" Kaito's head popped up over the back of the couch, and he gave his host a curious smile.
"Uh…you know how I said I was having a bit of a rough time last week before the Halloween party?" Saguru nibbled nervously on his lip as he tried to piece together what he wanted to say.
"Yeah?" Kuroba pushed himself up into a sitting position, draping his arms over the back of the sofa.
"Well, you asked if I wanted to talk about it, and I said no at the time, but…" How to even start?
In the interlude, Kaito got up and came to sit on the bed cross-legged beside his friend. "You know you can talk to me about stuff, Hakuba. I swear I'll listen without the smart-alecky remarks."
Saguru nodded, taking a deep breath. "Thank you, Kuroba. I…I was talking to your friend Chrisy-san, and she told me that, as a person, I was damaged and in need of fixing."
"She's one to talk," Kaito snorted. "Look, Hakuba, don't let whatever Kiku-chan said get to you. She's—"
"—She's absolutely right, Kuroba," Saguru cut him off before he could get the wrong idea. "Everything she said to me…she wasn't trying to be mean, although a great deal of it stung…she was trying to help me. She said that I reminded her of how she used to be, and she told me how I needed to go about changing in order to get better. She said that I needed to open up to someone that I could trust, so…" Saguru blushed, looking down at his hands in his lap, unsure of how to ask for help.
"You…trust me?" Kaito whispered incredulously.
Saguru nodded, unable to respond verbally.
"Thank you," Kaito breathed. "You know, we've all got trauma. I wouldn't judge you, if you wanted to talk about yours."
"Th-Thank you…I…I have issues with my parents," Saguru confessed. "As you may have noticed, my mother lives in England and my father in Japan. Their marriage only exists on paper. They met while my father was studying abroad, and my grandmother forced them to marry when they found out I was on the way. I think my mother's always resented me, and I don't necessarily blame her. I mean, can you imagine being forced to carry a parasite inside of you for nine months? She's very vain. She must have abhorred the weight gain, the stretch marks…morning sickness…back pain…going through labor. I ruined her life."
"Hakuba, I'm sure that's not true at all," Kaito assured, inching a little closer to his friend. "Sure, your mom might not have been happy about it initially, but I'm sure once she saw you and held you in her arms the first time…I mean, babies are a miracle."
"I'm sure you were thought of that way, Kuroba, but I can assure you that I was not. My mother was very vocal about how she felt about me. I don't think she realized at the time that I could understand what she was saying, but I did. I remember very well one day when I went to show her a picture I'd drawn. She was arguing with Grandmother about arrangements for my birthday dinner, and she pointed at me and screamed that she wished I had never been born. She called me 'that thing.'"
Kaito tentatively reached out and put his hand on Hakuba's shoulder.
"I always tried hard to be good…to be quiet so that she wouldn't have a reason to be upset with me. I tried to make her proud of me, but nothing I did ever seemed to be enough. I could never get her to love me."
"That's not your fault, Hakuba," Kaito sighed. "It sounds like your mom had a rough time, and she was just a kid too when she had you. Maybe she just wasn't mature enough yet. She was probably caught up in her own drama and didn't realize what kind of effect she was having on you," the older teen reasoned, wanting nothing more than to comfort his friend. He could only imagine how he'd feel if his own mother had said something like that in front of him when he was little.
Hakuba thought about it for a minute before nodding. "Yes, that's probably it. She's not sadistic; there would be no reason for her to hurt me intentionally unless it was lashing out in response to whatever she was going through."
"At least you have Baaya." Kaito hoped that offered some kind of consolation. "She's amazing."
Saguru thought back to all of the times that she'd held him when he'd cried as a child; the times she'd cared for him when he was sick in bed, bringing him soup and feeding him ice chips when he'd had a fever; when she'd comforted him after a nightmare; when she'd scolded him for putting himself in danger, all the while tears of relief and frustration streaming down her cheeks; when she'd patted him on the head fondly; when she'd humored him; when she'd laughed at him; when she'd reassured him; when she'd helped him with cases; when she'd believed in him….
"Yes," he finally whispered. "Yes, she is."
000
"Kuroba?" Saguru cast a sideways glance at his guest who was currently kicking his butt at Soul Caliber.
"Hm?" Kuroba smirked as he dealt Hakuba's character the finishing blow. He turned and gave his friend an innocent smile. "What's up?"
"I was wondering if we could possibly talk about something." Saguru shifted uneasily. He always felt awkward bringing up these personal issues with Kuroba even though this was the fourth—fifth?—time now.
"Sup?" Kaito set down his controller and spun his whole body to face Saguru so that he'd know he had the magician's full and undivided attention.
"I…wanted to talk to you about…Kudo Shinichi," Saguru tentatively broached the subject.
Kaito shifted, his head cocking to the side in mild confusion. "Yeah?"
"I understand that you are very good friends with him, and that's fine. I have nothing against your friendship, but…you tend to talk about him a great deal when we're together." Saguru snuck a glance up at Kuroba to gauge his reaction.
Kaito only nodded.
"In fact, recently, Kudo-kun is all you talk about, and it makes me feel…I'm not quite sure. Jealous? Lonely? Kuroba, I…I don't have other friends. I do not wish to deny you friendships outside of our own, but I would like to request that you maybe not talk quite so much about Kudo-kun and what you two do together in front of me. It only serves as a painful reminder for me that you have a life and I don't. I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so sensitive." Saguru looked down in shame. He was being selfish.
"I'm the one who's sorry," Kaito muttered, petting Saguru's hair fondly like he would a dog. "And I'm really glad you said something. Do I really talk about Shin-chan that much?"
"Every other sentence, Kuroba," Saguru chuckled, giving a little sigh of relief. "Thank you for being so understanding."
"Don't worry about it," Kaito easily brushed it off. "I'm sorry I made you feel that way, but, Hakuba, you do too have other friends. We hang out with Aoko and the others all the time. You don't consider them your friends?"
"Not like us," Saguru mumbled, blushing slightly. "They are my friends, but…I can't sit down and talk to them like I can with you. I'm not very good at relating to other people, and I still feel awkward around them. I'm not to the point where I can trust them with the real me yet."
"If that's how you count friends, Hakuba, I've only got two or three. You're a detective; you've observed me, and you should know me well enough by now to know that I put a mask on every day when I get up in the morning. I may switch it out for a different one depending on who I'm with, but that mask doesn't come off until I go to bed at night. There are very few people that I can be me in front of." Kaito smiled sadly.
"But you do it to keep people safe," Saguru stressed. "I put up a smug, superior front because I'm afraid to get close to people. You keep people away to protect them."
Kaito blinked, indigo eyes full of…something. Shock? Surprise? Confusion?
"How…?" he thoughtlessly let slip, but quickly tried to cover. "What are you talking about?"
"Those people with guns at Kid heists." Saguru looked away. "I'm sure if they ever discovered Kid's true identity they would use the people closest to him against him. I understand why you keep people at arm's length."
Kaito growled low in his throat. "Hakuba, I keep telling you; I'm not—"
"—I know you're not." Saguru locked gazes with his companion. "You are Kuroba Kaito. You are my precious friend and a good, noble man. I know what I've accused you of in the past, and I am sorry. I was wrong; you are not a criminal. I do not understand yet why you do what you do, but I know that we are on the same side…and I know that you keep others away so that they will not be caught in the fallout, should something ever happen."
Kaito was the first to look away. Why was it that that stupid blonde could see right through him?
"I'm not always so gallant and noble, Hakuba," Kaito softly confessed. "Sure, I keep people away now so that they don't go down with me, but…I've been pushing people away my whole life. I'm scared, just like you."
"You? Why?" Saguru gasped in astonishment. He never would have guessed that the boisterous and outgoing Kuroba Kaito would be afraid of others like he himself was.
"I…I'm scared of losing people and being left behind," Kuroba mumbled. "You're not the only one with issues."
"Would you…care to talk about it? I'm here for you, just as you are always there for me," Saguru promised, heart beating a little faster at the prospect of his beloved trusting and confiding in him.
"Not…right now," Kaito sighed. "We'll talk about it later, I swear. I'm not saying I don't trust you enough, but…it's kind of the trauma of my life, and I sort of came over here today to kick your butt at all of the fighting games we collectively own. I'm not really in the mood for having a breakdown and crying on your shoulder."
"I understand completely, Kuroba. Thank you." Saguru smiled, truly grateful that his crush was warming up to him as well. "Well then, would you care to try to kick my butt at Super Smash Brothers? Baaya just convinced my father that I needed a Wii in order to fit in with my peers."
"As long as you don't play as Kirby or Sonic," Kaito muttered. "No offense, but Sonic is a cheating whore, and the puffball…I have Aoko-induced trauma regarding the puffball."
Saguru nodded, trying his hardest not to laugh. "Don't worry. I usually play as Marth."
"You would use the goody-two-shoes girly-boy," Kaito chuckled.
"He's not effeminate. That circlet is a memento of his sister," Saguru pouted. "And just who do you use?"
"Pit from Kid Icarus." The magician stuck out his tongue.
"That…suits you," Saguru sighed getting up to set up the console.
000
"Hey, Haku-chan?" Kuroba interrupted just as Saguru was about to take his opponent's second knight.
Saguru blinked. "Beg pardon, are you addressing me?"
Kaito nodded, gazing at him innocently.
"Yes?"
"Haku-chan, what do you think about homosexuals?" Kaito plastered on his pokerface, smiling and trying to look more like it was just something he'd randomly wondered and less like a question that had been gnawing at him for nearly a month now.
Saguru dropped his bishop. "Sorry?"
"Gay people—for or against?" Kaito picked up the fallen piece and exchanged it for his knight. He willed his hand not to shake as he held it out for Hakuba to take.
Saguru took the knight and set it down with the other captured pieces. "For. I believe they should be treated like human beings and given all the rights and privileges of other couples."
'But why are you asking me this? Why now?' remained unsaid.
"But I bet you still think it's gross," Kaito prodded, gazing down at the chess board but not really seeing the pieces. He just needed something to focus on besides the detective's facial reaction. "Like, if you saw me making out with another guy, you'd think it was gross…right?"
"Kuroba, if I saw you making out with a woman, I'd think it was gross. I'm a little squeamish when it comes to physical romantic interactions, if you hadn't noticed." Then it clicked. "Kuroba, if this is you being worried about my reaction when you tell me you're bisexual, you can save it…. I already know, and I…I'd be a hypocrite if I told you it was gross or wrong or anything."
Saguru turned away, his cheeks alternating between several fetching shades of scarlet.
"You…knew," Kaito hummed.
"Yes, for a while, actually," Saguru muttered, fiddling with a captured pawn.
"Wait. You too?" the magician chuckled like some kind of small monkey Saguru had seen before at the zoo.
"Yes," he grumbled. "So what? If you can be one, then I can be one too." He gave a little snort.
"No, it's fine," Kaito finished up his giggle spell. "I just always thought you were asexual. That's all. Though, I guess you did tell me at my birthday party that there was someone you already liked and that was why you weren't interested in Aoko."
Even the blonde's ears were turning red now.
"So, is this person you like a guy or a girl?" the nosey magician pried, sounding like a gossipy high school girl.
"The person I like is male," Saguru confirmed, "but I'm not telling you who just yet, so you'll have to be patient and wait. I know how hard that will be for you."
Kaito stuck out his lip and pouted, looking absolutely kissable.
Bad boy. Naughty thoughts.
"Fine," the brunette huffed. "Then I'm not gonna tell you who I like either."
"Kuroba, you talk about Kudo-kun all of the time. I'd be a bonehead if I hadn't noticed." Saguru rolled his eyes, smiling fondly at his crush.
For once, Kuroba was silent. "…Fine. You win this round."
Saguru just chuckled.
"At least we can talk about boys now. I kinda didn't want to do that with Aoko. It'd be awkward, and she's probably more interested in talking about girls anyway." Kaito sighed. "Checkmate."
Saguru frowned.
Now when had that happened?
000
"Hey, Kuroba?" Saguru whispered from where he lay on the floor, curled up in the spare futon. "Are you still awake?"
"Yep," the magician lying on the couch not two feet away replied.
They had fought over who should sleep in the bed—Saguru insisting that the guest should have the more comfortable sleeping place, and Kaito proclaiming that he wasn't about to kick a guy out of his own bed—and Kaito had won, claiming the couch as his own. Determined not to lose to his stubborn crush, Saguru had gotten out the extra futon that was rarely used (read as "never") and set it up for himself at the foot of the sofa.
"I can't seem to get to sleep."
"Me either." The magician repositioned himself—Saguru could hear the blankets rustle.
"Can we talk about something?" Saguru held his breath.
"Sure." The blankets rustled again, and Saguru imagined the smaller teen had just shrugged. "Nothing too depressing, though."
"Alright. I told you before about how all the other kids at school thought I was a cursed weirdo, so I didn't have any friends, right?" Saguru quickly summed up his childhood trauma without so much as choking on or stuttering any of the words.
They didn't evoke the raw emotions they used to. They were just facts, events that happened in the past. Maybe there was something to Chrisy-san's version of therapy after all.
"This is after your only friend got kidnapped and refused to have anything to do with you anymore?" Kaito clarified, hoping he didn't sound too blasé.
"Yes. After that. I asked my father for a dog because I was lonely. I wanted a golden retriever named Antoinette or a German Shepard named Duchess, but he said no. He's allergic, and he was unwilling to take medication so that I could have a companion," Saguru sighed.
"Did he at least get you a goldfish or something?" Kaito snorted. He really hated stories about Hakuba's family; they could all be such inconsiderate jerks.
"No. He's never gotten me a pet," Saguru mumbled. "I asked Mother for the dog too, and she said no for the same reason."
"She's allergic too?" Kaito made a thoughtful noise. "But you're not? What 'er the chances?"
"She's actually just fine. I meant that she said no because my father's allergic," Saguru explained.
"But your dad doesn't even live in the same country," Kuroba scoffed.
"I know, but I believe that she had a dog that she was particularly close to in her youth. Since its demise, she seems to have forsaken pets. I'm never going to get a puppy," the detective sighed, sounding a great deal like the child he never got to be.
"You have Watson," Kaito gently reminded.
"Watson's wonderful, but she's not a puppy," Saguru pouted.
"I'll talk to my mom. Maybe you can get one and hide it at our house," Kaito chuckled, but continued before Saguru could ask whether or not the older teen was serious. "You know, when I was little, I really wanted a cat, but my old man said we couldn't get one because it would bother the doves…and the turkey."
"I'm sorry, you had a turkey growing up? Please forgive me if I don't feel sorry about you not getting your cat," Saguru scoffed.
This got a chuckle out of Kaito. "Yeah. One of my dad's signature tricks was pulling a turkey out of his hat."
"Can you do anything like that?" Saguru glanced up at his friend, craning his neck so that he could see without getting up. "I mean, the only magician I've really ever seen is Kid. I've witnessed your tricks and pranks in class, but I'd be very much interested in seeing you do a show or something."
"Hmm…a show…maybe at Aoko's Christmas party or something…that's coming up in three weeks, isn't it?" Kaito planned out loud to himself. "Hey, Haku-chan?"
"Hmm?" Saguru had come to accept and even become fond of his nickname.
"Can we talk about something?"
"Of course, Kuroba," Saguru mumbled back into the darkness.
"It's about my old man," Kaito whispered. "He was killed, you know. He was doing a show at the time, and they made it look like an accident, but it was murder. My dad triple and quadruple checked everything. There was no way it was just some careless mistake. My dad was really cautious, and he always made sure that no one got hurt…. Someone messed up the trick on purpose."
"Ku-Kuroba…" He could hear his friend shaking as the magician's breathing sped up.
"It was when I was little…eight. We were gonna go out to eat after the show, but…I was gonna get a big ice cream sundae with whipped cream and nuts and a cherry, and I was gonna eat it all by myself 'cause it was my birthday, b-but…" Kaito's voice broke in a mix of rage and sorrow.
"Oh, Kuroba." Saguru got up and took a seat on the couch beside his friend who was now curled into a little, trembling ball, his arms wrapped around his legs and his head resting on his knees. "It's alright. Go on and cry."
The magician began to whimper quietly as Saguru placed a hand on his back and gently traced circles, hoping the motion was soothing.
Kaito settled down after a few minutes and sheepishly accepted Saguru's proffered handkerchief. "Thanks," he whispered. "I was really close to my dad. He was my hero, and losing him like that was…well, rough."
"Naturally, though 'rough' may be an understatement." Saguru continued the circular rubbing motion.
"Yeah. Traumatic is more like it," Kaito sighed. "Ten years later, I'm still not over it."
"You don't have to be, you know," Saguru comforted. "You have every right to grieve and be affected by it; it had a great impact on your life. Perhaps, though, you shouldn't allow it so much control. That's where things get to be unhealthy, and I'm sure your father wouldn't want that."
Kaito nodded, mopping up his face some more. "I know. It's hard, though. The pain of losing him was really scarring. It makes me scared to open up. I can't get truly close to people because I'm afraid they're going to leave me or something's going to happen to them."
"You know, you may not have considered it, but perhaps getting closer to more people would help. I've seen a lot of loss throughout my career as a detective, and those that cope best seem to have large support systems. Maybe it would be easier on you if you had more people to function as a safety net, should anything ever happen," the sleuth suggested.
Kaito blinked. "So…you're saying that I should make more friends so that they can comfort me if any of them ever leave or come to an untimely demise?"
"Basically."
Kaito nodded, eyes going unfocused as he considered his options. "You know, I think you have a point."
"I usually do." Saguru shrugged, chuckling softly at his crush. "Better now, Kuroba?"
"Yeah, a little. Sorry for breaking down on ya, and thanks for…" Kaito gestured to the handkerchief and Hakuba's arm. "…ya know. Everything."
"Don't worry about it." Saguru easily waved it away. "After all, you did warn me that you were going to have a breakdown and cry on my shoulder." He patted his crush lightly on the head. "Goodnight, Kuroba."
"Night, Haku-chan," the magician returned as his friend climbed back into the futon.
"Hey, Haku-chan?" Kaito called out several minutes later, breaking the silence once again.
"Yes, Kuroba?" Saguru forced his eyelids to open once more.
"Can I come down there with you? It's kind of cold," Kaito lied.
Saguru's body temperature began to climb as his cheeks turned a deep crimson. "O-Of course. I don't mind, but are you sure you don't just want me to fetch you some additional covers?" He gulped.
"You don't have to say 'yes' if it makes you uncomfortable," Kaito mumbled, ashamed of his sudden urge to be close to another warm body.
"No, not at all," Saguru rushed to reassure his intended. "I just…If you want to, I…Here." Saguru gulped, holding up the covers so that Kaito could slide in beside him.
Kaito grabbed his pillow and eagerly settled in. "Thanks. Sorry this is kind of awkward; I mean, it's not like we're little kids anymore."
"I never had anyone to do this with when I was a little kid," Saguru whispered thoughtfully as Kaito made himself comfortable, less than an inch away but extremely careful to keep any part of their skin or clothing from touching.
"Aoko and I did this when we had sleepovers…." He hesitated before bringing up his beloved in front of his friend. "Shin-chan and I used to curl up like lovers with our arms and legs all twisted together. I loved it when he held me while I slept."
"That's right. You two knew each other when you were little because you are cousins," Saguru hummed pensively. "Doesn't that make what you two have incest?"
"It only counts if you have kids," Kaito pouted, giving his friend a light swat.
"No, I believe any feelings of a romantic nature count as incest, even if you don't intend to have intercourse," Saguru chuckled, fending off Kaito's half-hearted assault.
"I didn't say anything about not planning on having sex," Kaito snickered. "Once Shin-chan and I get things sorted out and he's…back permanently from working on his case, I plan on having it every day, several times."
Saguru's face went beet red, and he tried to look anywhere but into those bloody gorgeous violet eyes. "Let's…talk about something else, shall we?"
Kaito broke out in giggles, and Saguru could feel the little puffs of air on his face. "Geez, Hakuba. You're such a gentleman…so pure and innocent. It's cute, but…don't you ever think about…you know?"
"N-No," Saguru stuttered, still trying to avoid eye contact. 'Especially not when you're in my futon.'
"I bet you do; you just don't want to admit it." Kaito snorted, playfully tussling his friend's hair. "Would you rather be on top or be on the receiving end of things?"
Saguru blinked, blushing an even darker shade of maroon. "I'm not sure I quite understand the question. Wh-What do you mean?"
Now it was Kaito's turn to blink and cock his head to the side. "You…don't know how it works?"
Saguru tried to look away to hide his embarrassment, but it was a little hard with the other teen just inches away. He shook his head. "Not between two men, no. I understand where babies come from just fine, it's just…no one's ever taken the time to explain to me how two men go about making love."
Kaito nodded, and responded gently, refraining from laughing. "Same principle, just different orifice."
Saguru blinked, not connecting the dots.
"You know," Kaito chuckled, slapping his friend on the butt.
Saguru gasped (for several different reasons), and his face went white. "You're not serious, are you?!"
Kaito giggled like a chimp.
"Wouldn't that hurt?!"
"Shhh! Baaya will hear you," the magician sputtered, trying to get his laughing under control.
"Is that even sanitary?!"
"Shhh!" Kaito clamped one hand over his friend's mouth and the other over his own. Once they'd both calmed down, he removed the hands and smirked. "Haku-chan, you're adorable."
"Am not," Saguru muttered, blushing up a storm once more.
"You'll have to ask that guy you like to explain it all to you after he becomes your boyfriend. I bet he'll just die and take you right then and there," Kaito teased. "Make sure to look up at him through those pretty, long eyelashes of yours; it drives guys crazy."
"Let's talk about something else now, please," the detective whispered, mind beginning to shut down.
"'Kay. When was your first kiss?" Kaito easily switched topics.
Saguru blushed again and shook his head.
"What? You never been kissed before?" Kaito laughed. "Please. A good-looking guy like you? You've got an online fanclub. Even though you may not have a ton of close friends, you've got a lot of admirers. There's gotta be at least one or two that have stolen a kiss. Or, maybe some sweetheart in the past you've neglected to tell me about? Don't hold out on me. We're buds, right?"
"I…" Saguru shook his head sadly. "No one's ever…I've nev…I've never been kissed."
Kaito studied his friend's face pensively for a moment before closing the gap between them and planting a sweet kiss on the blonde's cheek. "There. Now you can tell 'em it was with Kuroba Kaito."
Saguru nodded, completely speechless.
"I don't remember my first kiss. It was when I was really little, so it was either Shin-chan or Aoko; I just don't remember which one got to me first. Since then I've smooched and been smooched, but I've never actually kissed someone for real," Kaito shared. "Someday soon, though, I have a feeling that I will. I'm gonna confess to Shin-chan soon…whenever the time is right, and then…. You know, Haku-chan, you should confess to the guy you like too. You're an awesome guy once you get to know you; I'm sure he'd say yes. You should go for it."
Saguru nodded, smiling softly. "Thank you for your encouragement, Kuroba, but I think maybe I should wait. I'm afraid he's already preoccupied with someone else."
Kaito frowned, reaching out to pat his bedmate on the head. "Chin up. A knock-out like you? You'll get him eventually. Hang in there."
"So everyone keeps telling me," Saguru chuckled. "Do worry. I know. In fact, sometimes I actually believe it, but…we should probably get to sleep. It's well past two in the morning."
"'Kay." Kaito shrugged, a little yawn catching him by surprise. "Night, night, Hakuba."
"Night, night, Kuroba," Saguru echoed, getting as comfortable as he could with his beloved not even half a foot away.
He woke the next morning with a surprise.
Sometime during the night, he had rolled over on his opposite side, facing away from Kuroba, but the magician, being the heat-leech that he was, had sidled on up to the detective and curled up right up against his back. Kaito's head rested against the back of his neck, and Saguru's hair moved with every breath the older teen took. Kaito's arms wrapped around Saguru's body, and Kaito's flesh was flush against his.
He concentrated on not moving, so as to not disturb his bedfellow.
Kuroba would probably be embarrassed should he wake to find himself molesting his completely platonic friend. It would be better to pretend to be asleep until Kuroba awoke and removed himself.
This didn't happen for a while, though, so while he waited, Saguru tried his best to enjoy the way Kaito's lips felt on the back of his neck, the way the lithe magician's chest pressed into his back, the way Kuroba's arms held him, the way his body fit into the curve of his beloved's…everything about it was, frankly, intoxicating.
Saguru closed his eyes. He could get lost in all the sensations, all the feelings Kuroba evoked within him.
The other teen finally stirred, and Saguru screwed his eyes shut, trying to remain still. However, his friend easily saw through the rouse. "Sorry," Kaito whispered sheepishly, detangling himself and moving to the other side of the futon.
"Un," the detective gave a small grunt, already missing Kaito's warmth and longing for the day when his darling would truly be his.
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Mikau: It's Herman, the gremlin! I'm super excited because my church is having a Halloween party this Friday, and I'm going as Little Red Riding Hood. I don't know how much fun it'll be since there are only two or three other members my age, but I have a lot of older friends there, and there're supposed to be games and music and food. We'll see. At least it's something to do. Have a good week guys, and thanks for reading!