Runs in the family

Chapter seven

Kaito leaned against the wall outside of the changing room of the mixed spring he was just in with Shinichi, wearing a deep blue Yukata that barely covered his tattoos, and waited for the other man.

Kaito smiled at the thought of the spluttering and madly blushing detective that banned him from the changing room. It seemed he was very shy about his body. Not that he had to, gods, he definitely had nothing to be ashamed of, with that gorgeous body of his. So Kaito left first for the changing room, feeling the shy glance of the detective on his bare body as he did so.

Oh dear, Shinichi was too cute for his own good. His skin still tingled were the oh so light and burning hot touch of the other caressed his tattoos.

Fast light steps pulled him out of his thoughts. They were fast approaching, accompanied with a semi-yell: "Ran? Hey, were are you?" A short haired brunette, clad in a green yukata , came around the corner. "Ra-han!" she called again, separating the non-existent syllables.

The woman didn't see him yet, so he took a step forward. "I guess she went back to her room, miss."

He assumed that the short haired brunette searched for Mouri Ran.

The young woman's head snapped surprised towards him as she finally noticed his presence.

"Who're yo- Holmes geek!? What the hell are you doing here!? Where were you? Do you have any idea how worried Ran was!? You're such a jerk!" She stepped closer towards the slightly perplex yakuza, his poker face hiding his irritation.

Her gaze was drawn towards his half bare chest. "And is that a tattoo!?" She rudely pulled at the collar of his Yukata. Luckily, he tied the pelt pretty tight, otherwise it would have opened completely.

And the annoying woman continued her rant. "Woah there. I know soccer players are toned and that you had muscles, but you pushed your work-out a bit, huh?" Then she shook her head, but even that didn't gave him enough time to interrupt her. "Anyway. So. What's the meaning of this? Why did you worry Ran so much, huh? I thought you liked her, you were practically married! Why didn't you even call!? Cheating, or what!?"

Finally, a break. He stored the information he just recieved in his head. He had a pretty good idea with whom he was confused. And what the hell did that mean, 'practically married to Ran'!?

Kaito opened his mouth to declare that she certainly got the wrong man, but that was the moment Shinichi stepped out of the changing room, wearing only a loosely bound, deep blue Yukata, showing of his elegant collarbones and toned chest, wrapped in creamy white porcelain skin. And one of his long, long and even more toned leg was visible through the slit. How these legs would feel tightly wrapped around his waist when he – no, bad Kaito. Bad, bad naughty Kaito.

The others cheeks were still slightly pink, Kaito noticed. "Hey, sorry to make you wait, Kai – oh, great. Sonoko."

Seems like Shinichi knows her and isn't very fond of her, if you consider that he said her name like any other person would have said 'little-sister-in-puberty-for-the-last-five-years'.

Kaito's gaze focused on the woman, Sonoko, again, as he heard a strangled sound coming from her. She blinked rapidly and looked quite stunned. "Holmes geek? B-But you-…he…I- what?" She looks back and forth between the two men. She obviously was stunned by their similarity.

"When did you get yourself a twin, Kudou?" She asked it both of them, not certain who's the real one.

Shinichi sighs and muttered something that sounded like 'of course she's here, too' under his breath. "Sorry, I have to disappoint you. This is Kuroba Kaito and we aren't related by blood in any way."

Kaito nodded politely and greeted the brunette who still held on to his Yukata. "Nice to meet you."

She apparently finally realized that she was still clutching onto the collar of his robe. She hastily let go and introduced herself as Suzuki Sonoko. "So, how did you meet the Holmes geek?"

But before he answered, Shinichi cut in, sounding pretty annoyed. "Don't call me that!" "Yeah, but you're practically living with nothing else but the books!" "That's so not true!" "Oh yes, it is! You know like, everything about that character and it's fictional!" Shinichi huffed, but didn't deny it. "For example," Sonoko continued, "When did your idol meet that woman, Isabell something?"

"That was March 1888 and her name was Irene Adler, for your information!"

Sonoko points at the glaring detective and looked towards Kaito. "See? He's so married to that detective! And you even willingly missed dates with Ran to read that horrible crime-stuff over and over! What's so great about Holmes anyway!?"

Now Shinichi looked pissed. She probably shouldn't have insulted the fictional detective, Kaito mused.

"First, Sonoko", he hissed, "Those weren't dates. And secondly, Sherlock Holmes is – " "-the best detective ever seen, created by the beautiful mind of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, a story about a magnificent mind that worked so good, so differently that it created a character so complex, admired by thousands for his logical reasoning, his incredible ability to adapt any disguise and his use of forensic science to solve even the most difficult cases. All that created fan bases all over the world since 1887."

Shinichi froze. That was pretty much what he wanted to say! Who in the world-

"Great. Another one. And who are you?", Sonoko huffed.

Shinichi turned around to face the voice behind him. It stunned him to see the blond bodyguard, still wearing his suit. "Hakuba?"

The yakuza nodded, then bowed slightly towards Sonoko. "Hakuba Saguru. My pleasure, Miss Suzuki."

Sonoko blinked at the use of her name. "Wait, are you a stalker or what!? How did you-" But Hakuba iterrupted her harshly. "I ran into your friends., the two brunettes. One from Osaka, as it seems they're searching for you. Right now, they're most likely in the lobby."

Without a word of thanks, the heiress strode towards the lobby.

They all listened to the retreating steps, then Shinichi broke the silence by clearing his throat. "So, you're a Holmes fan, too?"

The blond's eyes beamed at the raven haired detective. "Of course I am. Say, what is your opinion to the solution of the case in – " That's were Kaito interrupted them to prevent further damage, namely a full blown Sherlock Holmes conversation. He preferred Arsène Lupin, thank you very much! "Right guys, stop, please. Dinner should be ready by now, and I am starving! You can fangirl about Holmes later."

Shinichi turned towards the messy haired man abruptly, a slight blush coloring his cheeks. "We were not fangirling!"

"Right, Right." Kaito just flapped his hand, covering his amusement and suddenly sniffed the air.

"Mmhhh, smells delicious! Come now, Shin-chan, I know you're hungry as well!" And he grabbed the others hand, happily skipping towards the dining hall, pulling the stunned detective with him. The blue eyed man could only call over his shoulder: "We'll continue that later!" towards the blond still standing where they left him.

Hakuba nodded, used to Kaitos antics. "I'd love to."

And for a second, Shinichi thought he saw the left corner of the half brit's mouth turning slightly upwards.

"Just admit it!", Ran said with an alarmingly knowing smirk.

They sat on the bed in her room in the Inn, doing some catching up. And they had a lot to talk about! Right now, they went over the topic of Ran's crush on a pretty clumsy guy. So her statement came a little sudden and seemingly out of context. The man blinked. "What do you mean?"

"Naw, don't you dare to play dumb, Shinichi! You know exactly what I'm talking about!" Ran pouted with a dangerous glare. When her childhood friend just continued to look irritated at her, she sighed in defeat. "Your crush, of course! I have to say, I always thought you'd work better with a guy. Now, spill it!"

Now Shinichi got it and it made him blush furiously. "R-Ran!" he hissed, scandalized and embarrassed.

"Did you kiss? Or…" Her smile widened, "Did you do 'it'?" She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Okay. Shinichi was ready to be swallowed by the earth. Every time now, please!

But his wish wasn't fulfilled, so he just buried his burning face in his hands.

Why did the universe hate him?

"Aw, come on Shinichi, no need to be embarrassed! You can tell me!", Ran encouraged him with a disturbing giggle in her voice.

Shinichi glared at her through a slit between his fingers. "I am not talking to you about my sex live, or sex in general!", he squeaked scandalized, his cheeks burning hot against his palms.

Ran bounced up and down on the bed they sat on. "So you did 'it'? And? How was it? Were you uke or se-"

"Don't even go there!" He interrupted her, scandalized she'd even ask that and nearly crying out of humiliation. "And we did not! I don't even know if he… if he likes… you know." He added more calmly, voice turning quieter with every word till it was a mere whisper in the end.

He jumped at the feeling of slender strong arms around his back, tugging him into a comforting hug. "Hey. Sorry." He heard Ran whisper from behind him. "Na. You were just teasing, I know."

She sighed. "What now? What do you intend to do?"

"I don't know. I only recently found out that I am… bi or… or gay, or whatever."

"Huh, right…" Her presence vanished and he heard her shifting around, then his hands were pulled from his face. "Well, there is an easy way to prove that!"

And with these words, Ran took his hand and put it right on her chest.

"Ah, what are you doing!?" Shinichi asked bewildered and tried to pull away, but of course he had no chance against the karate champion. Well, that was quite embarrassing on different levels.

"Huh. That was an interesting reaction… What did you think?" And gladly, she released his hand.

"I… well, I… uh… I don't know?", he stammered, looking anywhere but at her.

"Good? Bad?"

"More like strange…", he muttered and winced at the glare he received for that comment. "Wow. Thanks." Ran said, mockingly hurt.

"No! No, what I mean is, you're like a sister, okay?"

Ran smiled softly. "Okay… but that comment wasn't necessary."

"Well, what did you want me to say? Thanks for letting me touch your breasts, at least I know now that I definitely see you as a sister? By the way, do you do that often?"

Ran frowned amused, sending him a scandalized look. "Letting others touch my chest? Nu uh, of course not. But I definitely have no problem with it if my gay childhood friend does it."

"So you think I'm… gay?"

She shrugged. "As I said, I always assumed a guy would be more fitting for you. But in the end, you have to know for yourself. But seriously? We were once dating, do you remember?"

The blue eyed man nodded, watching Ran as she crossed her legs to get more comfortable on the bed. "Yeah, as we were twenty or so?"

The woman hummed in agreement. "You never made a move."

"I kissed you!"

"Yeah, but else? We were a couple fore over one year, Shinichi. And we knew each other long before that. And every normal guy would have at least tried to do something."

"I… didn't want to pressure you?"

"Okay. But did you date someone after our break up?"

"Well…"

Ran blinked. "Sorry to ask that, but are you still a virgin?"

"Ran!" Shinichi felt his cheeks go red. Again. But strangely, it didn't feel as bad as before as she began with this conversation. It was more relaxed now. Comfortable.

This was only Ran. His childhood friend. They even bathed together!

"I… yes.", he admitted.

"Wow. Sorry, but wow. I knew you were socially awkward, even so… Did you go on dates?"

"Yeah… well, no. there was only that one night stand-"

"I thought you were a virgin!"

"-but I ran out as soon as it got… hot. You know. It just felt strange."

Ran snickered. "Okay. That's harsh, though. Poor girl…"

"Yeah. I apologized afterwards. To sleep with her only because of that one really bad case wouldn't have been right anyway."

Ran wondered what could have happened but didn't ask about it. She knew better than that "But you like Kuroba-kun."

Shinichi nodded slightly, avoiding her gaze.

"Then I guess you're at least bi. And you are afraid that he doesn't like you like that?"

The detective nodded again.

"Then use your detective skills! Shinichi, you've one of the most brilliant minds ever heard of. Use it! You can solve a murder with practically no clues; you can easily detect Kuroba-kuns feelings!"

The male blinked and looked towards Ran. That's actually… not a bad idea."

She laughed. He felt himself joining in. It felt so good to just normally talk to her. A big sister he never had. He hadn't realized it, but he missed her and her sunny attitude all the time when he was with Kaito.

"By the way.", Ran suddenly said. "We should keep an eye on Kazuha and that tanned guy."

"Oh? Hattori?" Shinichis eyebrows shot up. "I'll keep that in mind."

The next day was bright and sunny; the snow seemed to reflect the sun a hundred times over. Everything was white and bright and peacefully quiet.

Kaito asked him if he wanted to join him for a walk.

And of course he said yes (after Ran threw him several encouraging glances).

They walked side by side, but there was no awkward silence. Instead they talked.

Shinichi enjoyed it very much, just talking. He enjoyed the entire walk actually. Well, at least till one of the trees thought it was suitable to let all of its snow down as the detective walked by.

A sudden cold weight laid itself on his head and shoulders.

And that idiot Kaito just laughed!

Yes, the yakuza boss was rolling in the snow, crying tears of laughter.

Shinichi fumed and shook the cold heavy snow out of his hair.

That meant revenge. No one laughs about him like that!

Even so, he had to suppress the urge to join that wonderfully blubbery laugh of Kaito.

The laughter abruptly stopped as Kaito felt something cold and soft hit him square in the face.

He blinked surprised and his gaze found the detective, slight shock written all over his handsome features. "Shin-chan!" he whined playfully. "That was mean!" he pouted like a little kid, and it looked so adorable that Shinichi had to look away to get his blush under control.

"T-That's what you get for laughing at me – hey!" He barely dodged a snowball that flew towards him, aiming for his torso. "Ha! You missed – mph!"

"Bam, square in the face! Haha!"

Shinichi slowly brushed the melting snow out of his face and growled dangerously at Kaito. "Oh, now you did it, Kuroba. You're so dead!" Kaitos smile cracked at the sight of Shinichis dangerous smile and he took some steps backwards. But too late.

A full blown Snowball war broke out.

Kaito dodged the extremely well aimed attacks from Shinichi through gymnastics that gave Shinichi nearly a nose bleed as he saw how bendable Kaito was, but Shinichi used his head when he saw that hitting the other directly was nearly impossible. So he aimed more and more for the snow loaded branches over the yakuzas head, showering him in snow.

It was like a little strategic friendly war between equals.

And it was positively thrilling!

In the end, Shinichi won as he tackled Kaito down, pressing him into the fluffy snow and rubbing the cold substance into the others face. "Are you giving up yet?", he panted.

But Kaito just laughed, trying to shield his face from Shinichis attack. "Ha! Never!"

And he used an opening in his detective's defense, somehow shifting them and rolling them over, changing their positions. Now he was the one pinning Shinichi down, holding the others wrist next to his head with his own hands. Shinichi tried to escape, but with all that laughter shaking him, he had no chance.

In the end he gives up and they laid panting in the snow, their gazes locked as their breaths slowly calmed.

They could feel the hot puffs of air from the other on their lips.

Shinichi looked up, drowning in that incredible indigo. And he used his detective skills, like Ran said.

He saw the huge dilated pupils. He felt the quick pulse on the others wrist. And Kaitos breath didn't calm completely, but by now it should be normal again.

He saw the sings, he knew he saw them all the time, but now he worked with them.

And the clues were pretty obvious.

Kaito slowly came closer, inch for inch. He searched in Shinichis eyes for his permission; at the same time he was afraid to see rejection, disgust or even fear. But these blue orbs only glowed so happily. Kaito gives him the chance to back out, to push him away.

But to his happy surprise, his detective did none of that, he just waited patiently, a soft smile on his face.

Their hearts beat erratically, getting faster the closer they got.

Mere inches are between their lips, Kaito hesitates when he felt Shinichis breath hitch.

Was he really okay with this? Or should he back off? Was it too early? Did he push his detective too much? Did he even like him like that? Like, love? Was he-

Soft, oh so soft and warm lips closed over his own, pressing themselves gently against his mouth.

They made every thought impossible.

And then, these perfect lips began to move gently against his own and his eyes fluttered shut.

His whole body tingled and burned of that feeling, warmth washing over him and is feelings fluttered in his chest like thousands of little birds.

A kiss.

Shinichi was kissing him.

For real.

And Kaito kissed back enthusiastically.

Their lips pressed together, moving with each other in a messy rhythm, and Kaito realized how much he actually wanted to do this, how he desired this.

How much he desired Shinichi.

And even if the kiss was a mere clash of lips, a shy experiment, it felt like an eternity as they melted together.

It was short, messy but perfect.

As they parted mere seconds later, slightly panting, their eyes met again.

Kaito had to swallow hard at the sight of Shinichis half lidded dark eyes and flushed face, his red and spit slick lips shining in the sunlight. Their lips were still close, nearly touching. Kaito whispers against them, Shinichi shudders at the warm and moist feeling of the other man's breath ghosting over his skin.

"Okay?"

"Yes.", he murmured, upper lip softly brushing against the others. Shinichi drowned in the deep indigo of the eyes of the man above him. "Now. Do it again."

The yakuza chuckled. At that demand his stomach fluttered happily and he felt ready to burst at the pure feeling of happiness running through his veins. He couldn't believe it! They kissed! And Shinichi wanted to do it again! "As you wish."

This time, Kaito initiated the kiss. First, a careful brush with the lips. Then he continued by nibbling on the others bottom lip, careful not to break the delicate skin.

After a short thought, he licked Shinichis upper lip, bumping against the red flesh softly, asking carefully for access.

And Shinichi granted it while freeing his hands and pulling Kaito closer.

Kaitos hot tongue explored its new territory, caressing the others mouth and drawing out a little muffled moans as it brushed a seemingly very sensitive spot behind the upper teeth. They laid all their feelings in this little touch, telling each other without words how much they yearned for this.

Their tongues began to clash, fighting gently for dominance, caressing each other.

It ended in a clear draw when they needed to part for air.

Panting harder than before, faces flushed, they smiled happily.

Finally.

Shinichi buried his face in Kaitos neck, pulling the other man closer. The detective shivered slightly as he felt the snow soaking through his clothes.

Kaito, of course, noticed. He shot a short glance towards the others glossy and slightly swollen lips. No, he had to set priorities. And number one was at the moment to get Shinichi out of his wet clothes.

Aaand hid mind went into the gutter. Not like that! Bad Kaito. Bad thoughts!

"You're cold. Let's go inside, Shin-chan!" the yakuza stood up, pulling his detective up with him, right against his chest. The other yelped surprised.

And hand in hand they walked back to the House.

The indigo eyed man smiled as he felt his partner linking his fingers with his own. They walked like this through the deserted looking mansion, a comfortable silence between them.

As they reached their destinations, their rooms, Shinichi pulled Kaito back, hands still linked, so that they stood really close. Huh. It seemed Kaito was just a tad taller.

"Hey

", he began, "Did you… did you really mean that?"

The messy haired brunette blinked stunned at the smaller man who bit his lip nervously and averted his eyes. But Kaito wouldn't have any of that! They finally kissed! He wouldn't let their relationship go back to the beginning or becoming awkward! So he gently pulled the detective's chin up, forcing him to meet his gaze. It hurt him to see the doubt, the fear of rejection in these beautiful blue eyes.

"Of course I meant that, Shinichi." He began with a gentle voice. "I like you. Very much."

He couldn't resist and caressed the detective's bottom lip with his thumb, pulling it out from beneath Shinichi's nervously biting teeth, stroking gently over the bruised flesh.

That made the ex police officer blush, and Kaito gave in to the urge to kiss his detective again.

He laid all his desire, his love in this oh so hurtful gentle kiss.

As they parted, Shinichi mumbles something under his breath.

Even Kaitos good ears couldn't catch it.

"Pardon?"

"I… likeyoutoo." Shinichi confessed, a blush decorating his pale face before he hid it in the others chest, and the yakuza just smiled happily. He never felt so complete before.

"I'm glad." He purred. They hug each other. But soon Kaito loosened his grip and said: "Now go and take a hot shower to warm up."

But instead of moving, Shinichi snuggled even more into Kaitos chest and body heat.

That gave the other an idea, and if Shinichi could have seen that smug smile, he would have ran away.

The young yakuza boss let his hands slowly slide down Shinichis sides to rest on the smaller man's hips. He bent down a little and whispered suggestively and playful in Shinichis ear: "Or… do you want me to join you?"

His wide grin resembled one of a satisfied cat as he felt Shinichi pushing too lightly against his chest to hurt him, his face glowing in a nice shade of vermillion. "Pervert!", he spluttered. Kaito laughed. "For you?" He pecks Shinichi on the warm cheek. "Always!"

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-AngelsBeast

Edited 07. Feb 19