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Disclaimer: The works of Detective Conan and Magic Kaito belongs to Gosho Aoyama-sensei.

Warning: (Really) Slow developing KaiShin relationship.

Author's Note: If your wondering how the title links with the story, think a little outside the box.


First Gift

Kaito skipped happily down the sidewalk whistling a jaunty tune as he went, drawing in strange stares from passing pedestrians. He managed to shake off the blond detective by setting him up with a date with Aoko. He knew those two had feelings for each other, and now that Kaito had realized it would be near impossible for him to get together with Aoko as long as he was KID, he decided to help those two and push them to admit their feelings. They had taken to calling each other by first names and hanging out, but never admitted that they loved one another. Hopefully, with Kaito's ploy, they will say those magic words.

Kaito knew that instead of skipping along the road, he should be back at home, researching his next heist target. But the thing was that there are so few potential targets these days in Japan. It was not as though he could freely travel the world as a student so he had to wait for the jewels to come to him. Jii had not yet contacted him on any interesting rumours he heard in the Blue Parrot and there had been no travelling exhibition to the area. Now that he had so much time, he had taken to visit the police headquarters in person, instead of using his doves, to listen to the latest rumours. There wasn't much interesting going on with Division Two, but Division One seems to be swamped with paper work recently.

'I wonder if that has anything to do with the re-appearance of Meitantei.' He thought as he turned a corner towards his favourite cafe, which sells a wicked hot chocolate and an assortment of colourful tarts.

Stepping inside the shop, Kaito was bombarded with a sweet aroma. It made him feel giddy just standing there. But another reason that he was brought to a halt was because of a familiar hairstyle. But the calling of chocolate was too great for him to mind about the Meitantei being here. After ordering, he surveyed the store once more for seats. He found his eyes being drawn towards the detective time and again. And, as though feeling Kaito's gaze, the detective turned around. There was a moment when Kaito seemingly forgotten to breath, until the detective nodded as though in confirmation to himself that the gaze did not mean harm. Seeing as there were not many seats in the small cafe, Kaito took this as an offer to share the table.

"Kuroba." He acknowledged Kaito's presence as he approached.

"Do you have eyes on the back of your head?"

"You were staring at me. Of course I would notice."

"You are paranoid." Kaito shook his head and sat down at the opposite seat. Although he could understand where the detective was coming from, to be on alert all the time would be extremely tiring. "What brings you here?"

There was a gesture towards the small stack of paper folders on the side.

"Is this place an extension of your office or something?"

"The house is too quiet." The detective had on even looked up from his work as he replied. "Ever since the incident, I have been used to having constant sounds. It feels safer than the silence." More scratching of the pen as he completed a few lines of homework. "The coffee is good here, the waiters never pushed me to leave. I've kind of become a regular here."

The detective had once again managed to bring Kaito to a state of silence.

"What's wrong?" He said, finally looking up from his work.

"Nothing." Kaito shook his head. "I never thought you would actually tell me."

"Why not? It's not as though you don't know my story. I highly doubt you would reveal me to Them. As far as I'm concerned, you're a safe entity."

"I'm glad that I'm worthy of your trust." He gave the detective a grin. He felt accomplished at the praise from the detective.

"What about you? What brings you here? Shouldn't you be planning for something spectacular?"

"Why? You know some insider information?"

The detective gave him a smile that says I-know-something-you-don't-know and Kaito can easily picture that with a sing along voice.

"Huh." Kaito knew that the detective was stalling. "Who would have thought. Kaitou KID running out of targets. Then again, since the thief predominantly works in Japan, I guess it's bound to happen."

"Come on. Spill it." He might as well play along with the detective's whims.

"You know the Suzukis right? They are having a celebratory event to commemorate the company's founding. They'll be bringing out a special artefact from their warehouse."

"Ho..." Now this was news.

"There's going to be a whole host of celebrities and wealthy people. The theme of the night is Gems. It's an invite only event for this coming weekend." He took a sip from his cup. Kaito was listening intently to the detective's words. "The reason for the theme is because of the artefact, called Dusk And Dawn. It is said that like dusk and dawn, it changes colour according to time of day." He pressed his mobile phone and showed Kaito a picture. "The sapphire on the left, named Dusk, is said to emit a bright red light at night time. Whilst the ruby, Dawn, is supposed to emit a blinding white light."

"May I?" Kaito held out his hands to take the phone. The detective offered. He studied the photo, which was definitely not a professional shot. The artefact was a jeweled collar, bright gold with small diamonds scattered around like stars in the sky. The center sat the two large precious stone, framed by black onyx. "Then the theme is to reflect that?"

"Should Kaitou KID target the artefact, he would also manage to do some research on the visitors, those with hidden heirlooms worthy as his target." The detective commented. "After all, not all information is available on the internet these days."

"You are sounding much like an accomplice here." Kaito gave him the Kaitou grin. "Are you sure you're really a detective?"

"What have I got to lose? Should KID really make an appearance, it only means that I can match wits with him." He looked at his watch an quickly gathered up the piles of paper. "I need to go. Megure-keibu is expecting me."

"Will I be seeing you around here?" Kaito needed to know if he would see the Meitantei again. It was fun listening and to not have to pretend to be listening.

"Maybe, if your luck holds." He waved goodbye and stepped out of the shop. Kaito suddenly felt quite content to sit here and savour the rest of his drink. Now he has some serious planning to do.

-TBC-