Gah, another chappy.... must ... focus... on... exames.... DX

Hakuba now had to ACTUALLY restrain the other. Kaito was flipping. Over the being underwater, over the fish, over the fact that his Tentai wasn't human, over the fact that he was BREATHING underwater… choose one. It probably applied. It was nearly an hour before Hakuba made it back to the surface with his struggling load, another before he was able to throw Kid onto the sand of a small sheltered cove. He sat in the water, glaring at the disagreeable thief, who lay on the sand, spluttering violently.

Slowly Kaito picked himself up. He stumbled backwards, falling back into the sand. There was still water in his lungs, as he resumed his hacking. Hakuba felt slightly guilty for his poor timing. Had he caught Kaito's lungs at JUST the right moment, he'd be fine. The collision with the water must have knocked his timing. Gently he stood, and climbed onto the shore.

Kaito gazed up at his Tentai. The other was… around the face, the same, but otherwise an entirely new being. Starting around the neck, his skin turned blue. Not dead or needing oxygen blue, but deep, rich, royal blue. Yellow highlights were visible around his legs and arms, pieces of the tail were yellow too. His hands were more delicate now, and longer, with thin webs between them, and his feet dug deep into sand as claws, also baring the webbing between his toes. The skin under his arms was attached to his sides, forming large wings, which would probably help in the need for speed in water. And he was wearing barely ANYTHING. Silk, for that was the ONLY viable material, hung from a thin cord that was attached to a thin strap around the teen's neck. It looped around his waist in a short skirt, covering only what it needed to, no more.

Despite his fishy appearance, there was only one word that the thief could use to describe the Tentai. He was beautiful.

Hakuba noticed the other's gaze. In turn he inspected the man whom had been his prey for do long. He was thin and well built without being bulky. His thin hands gripped the sand uncertainly as he was approached by what he perceived to be a half fish. His feet were still a little large, indicating that the other was a teen with some more growing left to do, something that would surprise Nakamouri greatly. This wasn't the original, as many suspected. However, the massive amounts of scars on his torso, healed unhealed and halfway between, begged to differ that this individual had been at this profession for a VERY long time. The blue eyes glared up at him, confused and scared and on the defense because of it.

Suddenly something clicked in the back of Hakuba's mind, and he began humming softly. The teenage thief's eyes widened and he struggled for a moment before calming. His body fell limp to the sand, and Hakuba smiled as he lifted the body once more. The tide was coming in, and he'd need a safe place to explain things to the other. The cliff face several yards off had just what he wanted.

Kaito woke up from his trance, screaming. He forced his way away from the other, opting instead for the cavern entrance. The twenty-foot fall from rock to shallow water looked MUCH more appealing than remaining with the other. Especially since there were actual FISH for dinner.

Hakuba sighed, dragging the thief back into the cliff-side cave. Kaito then had a panic attack, and he fell to the ground in a dead faint. Hakuba groaned. This was just great. Oh well. He could wait until the other was done. And he LIKED fish. He lifted one of the salmon, and went about his snack as he sat patiently.

A week later Kaito still lay there, stunned, scared and unsure what to do next. Hakuba now had undeniable evidence that he was also Kaitou Kuroba, evidence that would put him away, where he couldn't save the world from Pandora, where he couldn't protect Aoko or her father or the task force or his mother or his mini-Tentai or Hakuba from the Organization, where he couldn't get vengeance for his father's murder. What was worse… his Tentai wasn't even human, so what would he do to him? For surely he had his own ideas of justice from the others like him… would he be eaten? Would he even make it to the station? Would his mother spend the rest of her life wondering when her boy was going to come home? So many questions… his head was throbbing. So was his stomach….

He had patience, yes. More than most humans, as he still took the time to hunt the waters for his scaly prey. So he could wait. However, a week was pushing it. Especially since the other hadn't moved since he collapsed. Lifting one of the fresh fish, he carefully used his claws to peel strips. The thief needed water, and he needed sustenance. Rolling the other over, he slipped the bit of fish through the half-open, dry lips. Kaito's body accepted the offering gratefully, as his mind wasn't particularly cooperative right now.

Suddenly he swallowed hard, his eyes opening wide. He knew fish when he tasted it. Hakuba's smiling face came into focus a moment later, and the thief received another mouthful of fish. After much gagging, he swallowed, declining more. The thief gazed at the not human before him, wondering.

"What are you?" he rasped. Okay, for first question that wasn't bad. Let's pick it up next time, shall we?

"My species?"

"Yeah."

"I think I'm half human… couldn't say for sure though. The rest of me is Siren." The detective replied honestly. He couldn't say, because his mother had had like ten mates that week, so…

Kaito was a little scared now. He was familiar with certain famous literature, and The Odyssey was one of them. Sirens were not particularly known for being great with humans. However, sirens DO like humans… probably with a little ketchup or tarter sauce… the thought made him shiver.

Yes, enjoy my procrastination, all! also, merry x-mas if i DO end up using winter break productively for school work. otherwise, you may very well get another chappy before this is well and over. be like Dark Animus and R&R plexplex. dont just leave me to wonder (^^;;)