Last came the Train-

The first time Kuroba Kaito and Shinichi Kudo met was on a train.

Since then, it has been many encounters, many secrets, many words, many moments.

But did you know?

The second time Kuroba Kaito and Shinichi Kudo met was actually also on a train.

The doors rang a warning as they started closing. I only looked up from my book when I heard a sudden familiar voice shouting. As the doors fell shut, the man manages to gracefully squeeze in, flip and roll, and lands up straight and … right into my arms.

I can't believe I nearly missed it again! And this time I couldn't stop myself before falling into someone! Heist nights are great but waking up the next day? How does Nakamori do it? I mumble an apology to the person who'd caught me and looking up met the familiar blue eyes …

… Indigo. Oh. That's … unexpected.

I unconsciously squeeze tighter around the other man's shoulders, preventing him from getting away just yet. I don't want to let him go.

Ah shit … now he's not going to let me go easily, is he? But I'm not KID anymore! Well, that doesn't stop the fact that I did commit all these thefts and crimes. I'm still liable. Retiring isn't an excuse to escape the law. Why am I making a case against myself?!

He'll run. I know it. He's thinking of ways to run away.

I can't hold him down forever like that. I can't even if I want to. I want to hold him and protect him. I want to keep him close and never let anyone hurt him again. I don't want him to go off into the night, facing snipers and death, facing repercussion and prison, facing disgrace and fear. I am reminded of the time when I saw him perform in the park and I know that his person deserve far more from life than what has been given to him.

He's looking at me again. He does that. A lot. Always. Always he sees me and somehow, he still looks puzzled every time. It's like he can't quite see me. My masks, my faces, my words, many to confuse and trouble but he always sees through them. And yet he still can't quite see me.

I wonder why?

I wonder why?

Why can't I see him? Why is he so puzzling? Why can't I reach him? Why does he slip through my fingers?

The doors chime open and crowds walk into the train.

He pulls me away and against the train wall, shielding me from the masses as he places himself as a buffer.

He chuckles. It's adorable. I wonder what made him laugh.

"It's like we're in a Shoujo Manga all over again!" I explain and Shinichi's eyes lit up in recognition and a sudden blush greets his face. Damn … the detective was cute as Conan but now, he's on a whole other level. I try to swallow the lump in my throat.

I recall.

When was this?

Had Kuroba recognised him since then? To think he'd forgotten about it completely!

"Yeah. I guess we are." Shinichi mumbled with an amused smirk.

His voice sounded a bit rough. Was that an effect of the antidot?

The train passes three other stops.

Time slows and rushes altogether.

Kaito tried to ignore his nervousness while Shinichi tried to ignore his impatience. They avoided each other's eyes. They avoided contact.

The train stopped again.

The crowd grew.

Shinichi suddenly became pushed and pressed against Kaito.

Kaito groaned. It's not like he didn't like it. No, actually, the problem is that he DID like it. And he shouldn't because Meitantei already has his sweetheart and would not be interested in him anyway!

Damn this is insufferable. He's so close to Kuroba and yet he can't do anything! Because Kuroba probably doesn't have any such feelings and it's be extremely improper to act on the teen when he's unable to escape.

Unable to escape.

The thought looped in Shinichi's mind, and he couldn't help but stare down at Kuroba. His face was calm and relaxed. It's fake. He's hiding his nervousness. His eyes look uneasy and the corner of his mouth is twitching, as if to break in a wide KID grin.

KID cannot escape.

The thought made Shinichi's blood sing and he wanted to …

Kiss.

The detective is … kissing him.

… WHAT?!

Ah. Shit. He let himself get caught up! But Kuroba tastes so sweet! And he's blushing! And he's so cute and beautiful and when he smiles the world just feels so right!

Is he mooning? Mooning over the Moonlight Magician? Now that's irony!

Did the detective just chuckle after kissing him?! What the hell is going on with him?! Maybe he's gone mad? Blow to the head? Amnesia? Alien abduction? Akako put a spell on him?! WHAT?!

"Sorry … I couldn't help it … you …" Shinichi paused feeling heat rush his own face as he was stared intently by those vivid indigo jewels. He almost forgot to breathe.

"You … You look like you'd disappear soon as I let go and … I'd never see you again and … I mean …"

He's rambling. Uh. Never thought he'd see Tantei-kun lost for words. And what's all that about disappearing?

"Tantei-… Kudo-kun." Kaito amended his words. He's in public. He should use his name, not KID's name for the chibi detective.

Shinichi's ears blazed red at hearing Kuroba speak his name for the first time. His name never sounded so melodious until Kuroba said it.

"What are you afraid of?" Kaito asked, feeling the fearful and tight grip the detective had on him.

"… I'm afraid I'll lose you."

"But I'm not yours to lose, Kudo-kun."

"I want you to be mine."

Silence rolled by at the sound of the train running passed stations. By now, both had already missed their respective stops.

"Aren't you … with Mouri-san?" Kaito tilted his head, feeling confused and elated by the detective sudden confession.

Shinichi irked and frowned.

"No. It'd be … gross to go out with someone akin to a sister to me. Besides I …" He leaned down and embraced the magician's smaller frame, revelling the feeling he'd felt when he was Conan and had hugged the magician at a crime scene.

"I couldn't possibly look at anyone but you, Kuroba."

… That's unexpected.

"Since when?"

Shinichi shrugged.

"Not sure. A while. I became aware of it at the park. But it was much longer that I'd been building those feelings."

"Are you certain about this? I'm not … I'm not as thrilling as KID …"

Shinichi growled angrily.

"I'm not interested in you because of KID! I'm interested in KID because he's you! You made KID fascinating! You, yourself, fascinated me even more! Kuroba … Kaito! Kaito, every time I meet you, I feel compelled to hold and protect you …"

"I don't need protecting!" Kaito huffed but Shinichi carried on, undisturbed.

"I feel unable to look away from you. I feel like nobody else exists. I feel terrified of losing you and that you'd slip through my finger and disappear … like a phantom."

"You know I'm not technically a real phantom …" Kaito was silenced by another kiss. Deeper. Meaningful. Longful.

"I can't lose you, Kaito." Shinichi whispered, his breath brushing over Kaito's lips.

Kaito stayed quiet until the train doors opened and he let out a puff of smoke.

Shinichi found himself alone on the train, with a small card in his hand. A number and address was scribbled on the card along with a KID caricature.

Shinichi smirked, feeling like he'd been given a lifeline and wouldn't be drowning anymore. He got off on the next stop, headed straight for the address on the card. He couldn't wait. Wouldn't wait.

He waited far too long already, always missing the signs and never noticing. Holmes would be ashamed if he'd seen this. If he'd seen what Shinichi had seen and completely missed! Right in front of his eyes! So obvious he feels stupid!

He only pauses in front of a flower shop as he spots the roses and a wicked smirk corners his lips.

Lupin waited on the roof of his house, twirling the keys of Kudo's house that he's snatched from him. If Kudo gets his house address, it's only fair he gets the keys of the Kudo Manor in return!

Now then … how long until Holmes finds him?

A large wicked grin stretched on his face and Madness never looked happier.