Author's notes: I'm glad I got this one in before the weekend ends since I have bunch of tests next week. Updates will still be happening on a pretty regular basis so be sure to check back! Usual thanks to all and especially the reviewers of last chapter: Katherine Apollo Karma, Miko Vampire (plot ideas are always welcome; much appreciated ^^) and Alishabear.
Warning: Kaishin explicit lemon lies ahead.
From there they walked on, mostly in silence, though Aoko now and then chipped in her two cents about the teachers she and Kaito had been landed with this term. Conan ambled behind them, with the irregular uneasy glance at KID. Just what is he planning? Perhaps this wasn't a good idea after all. Though very rare for the chibi-tantei, he hadn't exactly come up with a sound procedure on how to "get back" at KID. Sure, he could've just turned him into the police but somehow... He couldn't bring himself to. Not to mention there was a lack of evidence, though this was really just an excuse. By now, Conan was quite notorious at the police department - mostly for his meddling - but he had secretly given support for every case he happened to get involved with. There was no doubt that, if he suspected Kaito Kuroba, so would the police.
As if the dubious magician also held some kind of mind reading powers, he glanced over his shoulder and winked at Conan, foreshadowing what his plans were for the evening. Feeling the almost-expected heat return to his face, the child-in-appearance looked down in embarrassment. There was no way he could go through that again - particularly as he still felt aches there. Yet, it was too late to go back now; the house already in sight, Conan had to swallow his fears and pray for the best.
Nevertheless, his anxiety remained to a partial degree, but by now they were standing face to face with the door. A plain, typical house it seemed to be - nothing of notable worth there. Kaito knew it'd be trashed by the time his fellow students were done, their parties often - if not always - getting out of hand. But as long as no one disturbed what he had in store for the younger-in-appearance, he could deal with his classmates boisterous behaviour.
The brunette knocked gently at the door, calling the hostess' name. Without delay, she answered, allowing the three inside. A decent amount of guests were present, welcoming their known peers as soon as they entered.
"Hey, Kaito! Nice work on the English exam, how'd you manage the last question?" One greeted, evidently knowing the magician quite well. "You too Aoko-"
Then there was a pause. Conan had just walked in. And, for a brief moment, he became the centre of attention; mostly for his successes stopping KID in the past. By a funny coincidence, the education establishment the criminal himself attended seemed to have a keen interest in his thievery. Soon becoming a small crowd, they gathered round him - some congratulating him and others asking for detailed stories of what happened. Conan himself tried to downplay his achievements, laughing in a child-like manner in case any suspected him of being more than just an ordinary boy.
Whilst this was happening: the law-breaker the group, minus Conan, was unaware of huffed in impatient irritation and sat himself down on a nearby couch. I need to get alone with him. Glaring privately at all those subconsciously insisting on getting in his way, he waited for more people to come inside and initiate the crazy festivities they normally caused - then his tantei-kun would be forgotten.
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Freshly-made plates of food rested on the table, three main dishes clearly set for three individuals... But unfortunately for the chef herself, one was omitted as they had failed to appear. Steam rose from the kare raisu she had prepared, well-made sauce with fresh meat and rice all placed together to make a fine meal. Especially since she'd just bought the ingredients that same day, it was a great shame some of it would have go to waste.
Ran, hand on hip, fixed her disapproving stare on Mouri - who was about to begin without their "freeloader".
"Itadakimasu!" He cheered, ignoring her visual complaint.
"I told him not to be late!" Not partaking in the meal just yet; her expression displaying concern, though it wasn't greatly uncommon for Conan to be outside on some adventure.
"Lousy brat is probably out playing with his friends and forgot to call, like always." Came his voice in reply, volume muffled by the food he'd already dug into.
Nodding, disappointed that Conan had forgotten to follow her orders for once, she sat down as well and began her own food. Chewing slowly, she hoped her "little brother" would at least come home before his portion lost too much heat.
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But Mouri was mistaken. Amidst the chaos of an overly-active party, sat the young-detective, as far away from the hyperactive teenagers as possible. Laughter boomed from all corners of the room, everyone having gathered in their own little clicks. It was dark out already and Conan knew if he wasn't home soon Ran would call up his friends - only to find he wasn't with them. Just about to get the heck out of the insane place, he glanced at the door he entered from. However, Kaito had other plans.
"Little tantei-kun." He whispered, lips hovering by the other's ear lobe, as if by magic appearing behind the couch.
Conan snapped his gaze back to the magician, who met it from directly above. There he was, indifferently leaning against the back of sofa, arms resting on the upholstered upper surface area of it. Cocky grin among his features, though he didn't seem to be under the influence of any alcohol.
"KI- mmph!" The chibi-tantei tried to acknowledge, until he was forcibly quietened under the crime-doer's digits - preventing Conan from accidentally revealing his hidden identity.
"Shhh." Kaito hushed him, scanning the room to see if anyone had noticed before continuing. "Wouldn't want anyone to know that, would we?"
Slipping his unused hand under Conan's arm, he hoisted him up so he was - like before - trapped under his grip. Although, this time Conan didn't resist. Instead, he lay limply there, watching the criminal through half-closed eyes. By now realising physical resistance was futile, and more so not wanting to draw attention to the two of them, he patiently waited for KID to take him wherever the magician desired. He turned a corner from the main room, into a dimly-lit hallway with a number of doors leading to various areas. Through trial and error, he eventually came to one which was a bedroom.
Nonchalant about whoever's it was, he carried Conan inside and swung the door shut. The exact moment Kaito lifted his arm to close the door, Conan chose to make a move. Pushing with as much force as he could muster against the magician's chest, the young-detective forced his way out of his rival's clutches. Through quick reflexes, Kaito retaliated, but he wasn't fast enough. During the scuffle, an odd clicking sound was heard, though the chibi-tantei paid no attention as he didn't know of its significance yet. Having partially-succeeded, he bounded to the other side of the room and kneeled down to turn the dial to up the power of his shoes. Multicolour sparks flew from the invention - its mechanics activated.
"Going to take me out and drag me to Nakamori, Kudo-kun?" The magician questioned, perfectly calm despite the supposed threat he was faced with.
"I'm not going to let you take advantage of me again, KID." Conan replied, not properly answering the question, his stance hesitant. Do I really-?
"Taken advantage of? Strange, the sounds you were making told me otherwise." Kaito argued perversely, his words full of innuendos.
"B-baka, I don't remember any of that!" He denied, flustered, about to release a football out of his belt to escape the embarrassing situation - though there was no metal contraption to be found. "Ehh!?" He yelped, hoping against hope he hadn't forgotten to put it on.
"Looking for this, tantei-kun?" Held up in his hands, in mock innocence, was the belt Conan so badly required. "For a detective, it sure took you awhile to deduce you were missing it."
"Give it back, KID!" Conan demanded, the sparks dying down when he couldn't put his shoes to use.
"Oh? Asking a thief to return their spoils?" Dangerously, he moved closer, stuffing part of the belt in his pocket; some of it hang out but that didn't seem to make it any easier to acquire. "What a funny detective you are."
"W-wait, what if someone came in and saw us?" Conan tried to reason with him, backing away with his hands held up defensively. "Then you'd be arrested."
"Never underestimate a magician, Kudo-kun." Pausing momentarily, he gestured to the door and placed his palm over the knob. "One, two... Three!" In a flash, a small cloud of smoke blurred the area where his hand lay. "Problem solved." He wasn't bluffing. On the door, a bolt lock appeared nailed between the gap, proving difficult for an outsider to enter and expose the two.
Conan continued to stumble blindly backwards, knowing he was trapped. No. This can't happen again! Tripping an undone lace, the irony of something meant to aid him only becoming a hindrance not lost on Conan. The young-detective fell onto the floor; a sharp shot of pain following afterwards, giving him further reasons for why he needed to stop this. Not again...! In spite of his thoughts, Kaito restarted his approach, closing in on the chibi-tantei. Frantically his pupils flickered from left to right, searching for some kind of escape. It was then he noticed a precariously placed glass of alcohol on a drawer by the bed, indicating they were not the first to have been there. Though the room showed no signs that anyone remained and the glass seemed to be, for the most part, full. Bubbling to show it was a sparkling alcoholic beverage of some kind, a cocktail perhaps, it reminded him of the time Heiji had given him a Chinese kind of alcohol to use as "medicine".
The effects of this, as he recalled, were agonising but effective for a short amount of time. Although he was uncertain if it would have similar advantages now, as he had supposedly become immune to it, he decided it was better than nothing. Taking a bold risk, Conan forced himself up and grabbed the glass with both petite hands - tilting his head back to down the vile stuff. Kaito froze in astonishment, not knowing what he was up to. Straight afterwards, he felt a warm burning sensation go down his throat, hopefully meaning it was working.
"Kudo!?" Kaito ran up to him, sliding across the ground to catch the younger-in-appearance before he collapsed for a second time. Resting his hand on Conan's smooth forehead, it was clear the child-form of Shinichi was burning up. Another symptom was his heart rate, accelerating at an unnatural pace; it was as if the young-detective had suddenly come down with an intense virus.
Regardless of the extreme physical suffering, Conan began unbuttoning his shirt, thinking ahead for when he would need his clothes in the morning - lest they be ripped and rendered unusable. Yes, somehow the chemicals within alcohol temporarily reversed the aftermath of Shinichi being drugged, but with varying time periods and unreliable results. However, desperate times called for desperate measures and the chibi-tantei soon finished throwing off his outfit - right there in Kaito's arms. Naturally, KID had absolutely no knowledge of what on earth he was doing, only able to watch. Not long afterwards, Conan let out a discomforted groan, rolling off the other as the drug took full effect. In barely more than an instant, a massive change in the tantei occurred.
"...Shinichi!?" There, in front of Kaito, lay the detective - abruptly back to his adult-form.
"Ugh..." Kudo grunted, droplets of sweat flowing down his cheek. The transformation had taken far less time than he thought it would but he feared this meant it wouldn't last long either. There was little time to spend debating over the matter; action had to be taken.
Shakily he stood up, forgetting he was clothesless, and grabbed Kaito by the collar of his shirt. But his stance wavered and he ended up shoving the magician onto the bed - pinning the other underneath him.
"A-ack!" KID yelped, staring above at Shinichi, trying to gather his bearings. How can he... Could alcohol be a temporary antidote!?
"Thhe tables have turrned, Kaito." He slurred, finding it difficult to remain standing, his body reacting with weariness to the whole situation.
"Ah, I see." The crime-doer began, a perverse glint appearing in his irises. "So this is what you meant by not wanting to be taken advantage of. You wanted to dominate this time."
"Wha- No!" The adult-form of Conan refuted, finding it hard to think clearly. "Stop muddling the issue! Why... Why did you even do that last night!?" He attempted to ask, unable to get into specifics about the occurrence.
For a moment, Kaito didn't reply. As much I like to see that detective uncertain for once, it's best I be honest. Sighing quietly, his gaze softened, and looked into the other's eyes with something different from lust.
"Isn't it obvious, tantei-kun?" Kaito remembered the first time they were confronted with one another; that clever little detective who had been the one and only to decipher his message. "Ever since we first met, I've been hopelessly in love with you."
"You...?" He could only murmur, overcome by mixed emotions.
"We're two sides of the same coin, you and I." He began to explain, in spite of Shinichi's short reply. "So alike but so different. I, the criminal and, you, the detective. The upholder of justice - the one to find the single truth. Yet, you're different from the others who've tried and failed."
Shinichi was frozen, his grip on Kaito's shoulders loosened, absorbing the information he was presented with. Using this lapse in concentration as an opportunity, KID grabbed his shoulders and flipped him over - so that the magician was on top.
"A-ah, stop-!" The tantei protested but the crime-doer continued his words nonetheless.
"From the time I first met you, you were often on my mind. I found myself thinking about you more with every time you obstructed my progress." Leaning down, he whispered more softly, "It was then I couldn't resist waiting any longer. I wanted..." Nimble finger tips traced downwards, lightly stroking the now-teenager's member. "...You."
"N-nngh, Kaito-kun.." Kudo moaned softly, no longer resisting - those words meaning more than he could express.
"My Kudo-kun." Changing his position, the thief's lips rested on the tip of Kudo's half-erected member, tongue flicking over it for a slight taste.
Gasping out another loud moan, the teenager-detective cupped his mouth with both hands, trying to suppress the noise. The chatter from the party was clear enough to drown it out but if anyone came by, they'd be wise to what was going on. Not caring a great deal if his classmates heard, Kaito opened his mouth, allowing some of it to slide inside. Suckling the length, he lapped up any precum that leaked out, in advance of dipping even lower to engulf the full size.
"Mmh." Kaito purred in appreciation, vibrations adding more pleasure to the other's total amount, currently deepthroating Shinichi's erection hungrily.
Further euphonious sounds escaped the gaps of the detective's fingers, no matter how much he tried to oppress them, amazed at how thievery wasn't the only thing KID was talented in. It was soon after those sounds that, unexpectedly, the magician sat up - taking away his mouth. Whimpering at the cold breeze Kudo could feel over his saliva-covered erection, he uncovered his mouth to frown at Kaito.
"Shh, I wouldn't want you to come so soon." His movements giving reason as to why. Undoing his school-uniform pants, his hardened-member feeling far too cramped in them, they were soon laying unwanted at the bottom of the bed.
"N-no, Kaito, I'm still not-" Shinichi was about to warn him, 'til the perverse-magician interrupted knowingly.
"Oh, Kudo-kun, you didn't think I was so cruel as to penetrate you after yesterday?" He asked, realising that must've been a major factor as to why the adult-form of Conan was so reluctant to go for a second round. "I instantly noticed you were sore there, your consistent winces betrayed that fact right away."
Blushing in embarrassment and hoping it wasn't as obvious to everyone else around him, Shinichi was still curious about what the other was plotting. As if in response to these doubtful feelings, the law-breaker climbed over his lover so that his entrance was located above the detective's erection - supporting his weight via his arms either side of the other.
"Still, what I didn't anticipate was you finding me today." He admitted, pausing momentarily for thought. "I neglected to bring any lube... But, ah well, no matter." He shrugged, able to deal with a bit of pain the next morning. "You'll have to take responsibility, I'm afraid, Kudo-kun."
"Huh?" Confused, he was all of a sudden met with Kaito's index and middle finger pressed against his lips.
"Suck." Kaito instructed, pushing them within the other's mouth.
Obliging, though still in somewhat of a daze partially thanks to the mixture of APTX and alcohol affecting him, he did so. Coating them with a sufficient amount of liquid which would soon become the lube-supplement, the magician withdrew them. Thereafter, right in front of the other, KID readied himself. Slipping them inside, he fleetingly widened the area, eager to move on. All the while the teenage-detective watched, almost entranced by the sight, even more aroused than before.
"Like what you see?" The magician playfully teased, having almost completed his preparations.
Understanding he had been staring, the believer of one truth promptly focused his perception on the pillow his head rest on instead. Rather than awaiting a retort, Kaito pulled out his digits and, without warning, lowered his hips.
"A-aghh- mmph...!" Shinichi's high-volumed moans melted into faint groans as KID's lips met his in a rough, passionate kiss.
Once again, the magician was unleashing incredible sensations which sent sexually pleasing tremors all over Kudo's body. The tightness around his member, for a start, as Kaito had barely bothered to adjust himself and his almost well-known mouth savouring Kudo's. Whilst their tongues danced, Kaito intermittently raised and lowered himself, gradually speeding up. Shinichi was a fairly large size himself, and although some pain remained, the pleasure of the other inside him overwhelmed it. Altering the angle slightly, he made it so the detective's erection brushed against his sweet spot. Moaning heavily into their making out, he moved even faster, causing that spot to be hit over and over again with more force each time.
"Ohhh, Kudo-kun!" He cried out, having to break the kiss to breathe. Loud enough so it resounded past the door but the two were too lost in their own world to be concerned about any of the other guests.
"Ahhnn, I.. I'm going to...!" The detective arched his back, unable to hold it in anymore.
Hastily, the magician slammed his hips as far low as possible, desiring his lover to release deeply inside of him. His erection swelled for a second before he finally came inside Kaito, cut off moans mixed with heavy breathing the only sounds he could utter. Like last time, the magician came almost immediately afterwards, the awareness of the adult-form of Conan's seed inside triggering it. Messily it went onto Kudo's chest and stomach, meaning the two would have to make sure to clean up the evidence for their activities later. Panting, Kaito shifted off Shinichi's member and lay closely next to him, arms pulling the other into an embrace.
In mostly silence they stayed close to one other, chests rising and falling at a similar rate, both on the verge of unconsciousness. Kaito because of the physical effort and Kudo because the black-organisation's drug was beginning to take its effect again. Feverishness soaring up another time, KID gazed at his tired eyes in apprehension.
"Are you going to be alright?" He inquired, sitting up a fraction in case some kind of assistance was needed.
"Y-yeah.. The drug's... Always like this. When it goes I'll be fine." The unfortunate criminal-organisation's test subject weakly reassured him, though the pained expression he had wasn't exactly convincing.
Turning over to quieten his pained sounds into the pillow, although someone may well have heard them earlier, he waited out the discomforting age metamorphosis. But, just then, there was a voice behind the door which shocked the both of them.
"Kaito, what're you doing in there!?" It was Aoko. She glared hard at the door, trying to pull it open though it seemed there was some kind of lock in place. "I know you're in there; school's tomorrow you can't stay here!" Face red with anger and upset, she had an idea what was going on in there. I can't believe he... Were her furious thoughts, never seeing her friend and secretly crush being the type to screw some woman at a party.
"Oh God no." Kaito whispered, trying to soothe Shinichi but not knowing what to do if she got in.
"I'm going to bust in there!" She threatened, taking a step back to barge past the irritating door.
Although it was true the bolt would most likely hold her, there was no way he could just stay in the room forever, someone would eventually get inside. Eyes carefully inspecting his surroundings, it was obvious there was no windows or other routes of escape... Except the door, where Aoko lay waiting for them.
Waiting to unleash all her emotional fury on him the second he came out.
Author's notes: Cliffhanger-y ending to this chap, haha, I wonder how Kaito's going to get himself out of this mess?
Also: Heiji's Chinese alcohol is a reference to episodes 48 - 49.