Title: Trapped.
Author: Saku (arizonaicerose)
Fandom: Detective Conan (Cased Closed)
Characters: Kaito, Hakuba
Prompt: 097. Writers Choice (I made it 'Fish')
Word count: 1840
Rating: Light PG- language (once or twice)
Summary: Glacning around carefully Kaito could feel his heart pause for a second, as he froze. His mouth fell open as he carefully glanced around, hands shaking. Kaito felt his face prickle as the blood rushed from his face.
A/N: Uhm yeah...Don't ask, I blame a lack of sleep for this little gem, my body needs more then just 3 hours of sleep! ....that is all....Oh and I guess I love to torture the characters I love for some reason...
I see no spoilers, but if you have no idea who KID is...well...surprise! ...or not...I'm gonna sleep now...
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Panting the white clad thief rounded the corner, shoes skidding on the slick pavement, as he almost lost his balance. Teeth clenched Kaito forced himself into the small alley he had just ran into. Behind him he could hear Nakamori's shouts.
'Ahh,' Kaito glanced around at where he had blindly ran to, as he forced himself to remain calm.
Thunder boomed overhead as the skies opened again, torrents of rain starting to fall again- for the third time that night. Lightning streaked violently across the sky, lighting the area brightly before drowning it in the suffocating darkness. Small streams had already started to form along the sidewalks and roads. If this kept up too much longer there would be disastrous floods tomorrow.
But Kaito barely could get himself to care about the floods that would appear tomorrow; instead, he found himself glancing at the stormy sky, idly reminding himself to never schedule a heist when such storms were predicted, though it was partly the weatherman's fault. According to the old geezer's report, he still had another hour before the storm was supposed to hit which was more then enough time to jump on his glider and run back home.
But with this weather, he would have considered himself lucky if he could even keep the glider in an upright position, the winds whipping too violently to attempt such a flight. Let alone the lightning that would be attracted to him, curse the logic of lightning loving metal.
Again calm eyes glanced around the alley, behind him the voices were getting louder, they would catch up with him soon. There had to be a way out! There always was. An alley had to have a door, especially with so many stores around- a back door for deliveries and trash, something. If he could only get inside a store, then he could wait out the storm and calmly walk home after the weather dried up some.
Blue-violet eyes ran down the left wall before running along the right wall...There! Off to the right towards the end was a small door. Quckly he jumped to action, wrapping his white cape around his body as he ran for the door.
He only paused for a second to quickly pick the infuriately simple lock, never bothering to give the door or store a second look before jumping inside the building. Closing the door behind him, Kaito locked it again, hoping to slow the poilce down a little. At least long enough for him to dry off a little.
Pulling off his white top hat, he shook the excess water away as he walked down the long aisles. Streams of water ran down his pants and cape, leaving tell-tale puddles everywhere he walked. Looking back Kaito glared half heartedly at the water trail. But still he couldn't find the energy to worry about cleaningup the mess; he knew that the dull light in this place would conceal most of it.
Besides where he was, wherever it was, seemed to house a lot of water, Kaito noticed as he glanced around for the first time. Stacks upon stacks of decorative bowls lined the shelves, some filled with water while others were empty. BLinking he walked further along one particularly long aisle, watching as the bowls changed to multi-colored rocks. Pebbles of every color stood out, some refelcting the dull light brilliantly.
Walking further on, the rocks disappeared to be replaced by plastic tubing. Hundreds of coiled tubes were stacked on the shelves now, held together by a simple tie. Different sizes and lengths lined the shelves, some stacked haphazardly.
With a roll of his eyes, he turned following the twisted aisle that he was currently trapped in. Quickly he tugged off his KID outfit, figuring this was the best time to become a normal teenager that had gotten trapped in a horrible storm- instead of the legendary Kaitou KID. Scratching at his hair, Kaito straightened his black tee shirt out while patting his soaked jeans. Water squished between his toes as he walked.
Sighing Kaito reached into his jeans pocket, tugging out the small gem that he had stolen this time as he continued his long walk. This aisle was starting to annoy him, the way it twisted and turned leaving him feeling lost. Was he heading towards the door? Or was this path only going to dead end?
And now because of the storm he was going to have to wait to check this gem to see if he had gotten the fabled Pandora or not. Really someone was against him today.
'Should have stayed in bed,' Kaito mused as he turned the small red ruby in his hands. It was barely the size of his palm, the deep red color reflecting sharply at the sudden increase of light.
Blinking Kaito glanced around confused as to why there was suddenly so much light. There was no way the police could have sneaked up on him. But still there was an increase of light. Glancing around carefully Kaito could feel his heart pause for a second as he froze. His mouth fell open as he carefully glanced around, hands shaking. Kaito felt his face prickle as the blood rushed from his face.
Gasping the boy tried to keep himself calm. He tried desperately to hold onto what was left of his poker face. Though his control was breaking quickly. He could feel himself loosing control, as his face fell, eyes widening.
He was surrounded! Completely surrounded by all sides, except for where he had just come from. Slowly he swept another glance around, his legs shaking violently. He swore he could hear his knees knocking. Or maybe it was the sudden thundering pulse in his ears that he was hearing.
All he knew was that he had to get out! And fast! There was too many of them for him to survive here too much longer.
Large, beady eyes stared back at the terrified boy, as long tails swished back and forth slowly, fins keeping them still as they stared at the boy. Hundreds of fish stared at the terrified boy, their slimy, scaly body's swimming around as if nothing mattered. Tanks upon tanks were settled on the shelves, apparently taking over where the tubing left off, as a wide assortment of exotic fish were showed off for potential customers. Or in this case- a terrified boy.
Jumping Kaito's body tightened, his feet sliding slowly on the floor as he prepared to turn on heel and run out of the store. Storm or no storm, he was leaving. Even if he, an innocent high school student was arrested for breaking and entering, he would gladly take that over this horror!
Footsteps behind him shook Kaito from his self-induced hell, forcing the dark haired teen to look behind him. His face faltered for one last second before he was able to pull a semi-realistic poker face.
"Hm," the other figure smirked at the trapped boy. Fish tanks lined behind Kaito's back, all the way to the ceiling, successfully trapping the teen. "Am I to believe that this is just a coincidence that you suddenly appear where KID was last seen?"
That was it! Fate had to be laughing her ass off at him now, and Lady Luck was standing beside her sister drunk while giggling at the boy's predicament. Standing before him, water running from his soaked clothes was Hakuba, his arms crossed over his chest. An un-amused smirk was drawn across his face as he stared at the shocked boy before him. Let him try to talk himself out of this one. The detective could not wait to hear the excuse this time.
Kaito stared ahead shell shocked, his mind working overtime to come up with an excuse, one that would get him away from both these evil fishes and keep him from being arrested. Quickly ideas were scratched away until only one remained. One that should work good.
Shrugging mentally he decided to toss his dignity away, he could always regain it on the next heist- make the note just a little harder, the tricks a little more humiliating for the cops to be caught up in. Right now, nothing else mattered except to get out of this horrid place.
With the speed that only a skilled thief or a terrified child could have, Kaito sprang towards Hakuba, tossing his arms around the shocked detective. Hakuba, to say in the least, was surprised by the sudden action and awkwardly patted his classmate's back.
"It was horrible!" Kaito started, being sure to bury his face in Hakuba's shoulder; the childish reasoning of 'if he could not see it, it was not there' running through his head. A shudder ran down his back as he listenend to a tank bubble, reminding him again of where he was again. "The rain suddenly started and I had to get out if it! So..."
Hakuba blinked surprised at the still babbling boy. Maybe he was wrong, KID would never have ran to his arms and curl up while muttering into his shoulder. This was a completely different person from the one they were just chasing down in the storm.
It had taken Kaito only a couple of minutes to run out of the store, once Hakuba was able to help lead the boy away from the bubbling tanks. Once back outside he tried to regain some of his dignity, that he had thrown away so easily, as he walked back towards the sidewalk. Kaito knew school tomorrow was going to be torturous- especially if Hakuba decided to be mean enough to elaborate about Kaito's detour of hell. Already the teen was trying to come up with an especially humiliating trap for him to fall into during the next heist.
Flashing lights lit up the dark alley as Kaito cautiously made his way past the scattering police, his eyes taking an innocent look as he glanced around nodding at the police that he knew through Aoko's connections. One nice thingabout having a friend who knew the police, it made you the last possible suspect.
Quickly, without stopping to chat like he normally did, Kaito turned towards his house as he began to run. All he wanted to do was forget about how the day had ended, instead he focused on the successful heist (as he felt the weight of the ruby in his pocket). Especially after that horrible, embarrassing moment inside the store.
With a quick wave, more to the building and horrible memories then the people he knew, Kaito slipped away, knowing happily that he would never be caught up the same way again (and that the police were going to wish that he would never be either).
Above him the sky had begun to clear as the storms finally moved on for other places (yet another bit of proof that Fate and Lady Luck were laughing at his misfortune).
