I still do not own Magic Kaito
bummer
Respect
Inspector Nakamori ground his teeth as he listened to Europe's latest up and coming star. Since his arrival two weeks ago Lieutenant McKay had done nothing but berate the task force. He hadn't made any friends, that's for sure.
According to the Irish officer, the fact the task force could not catch one simple thief was pathetic. It was no secret he thought the group incompetent. Nor that he felt Nakamori himself should be fired. McKay clearly believed Kid's reputation was far from deserved.
The inspector's ire was further raised by the fact the lieutenant was holding the night's target. He had said it was necessary; what with the task force's previous successes. Even Ginzo's most easy going men were beginning to lose their tempers. Privately, the inspector admitted he was hoping the phantom thief would put the foreigner in his place.
Hakuba, now a young man of twenty, approached Nakamori. His trademark pocket watch was held loosely in one hand. "One minute," he warned his companions.
The inspector nodded as he signaled his men, giving them their final instructions.
McKay snorted. "I can't believe you just take the thief's word like that."
A nearby officer glared at the lieutenant. "The Kid," he informed him, "is always on time."
The Irishman just gave him a look of patented disbelief before swaggering off. The task force ignored his attitude, he would learn soon enough.
"Ten seconds," came Hakuba's announcement. The police officers tensed.
"Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one"
As the countdown reached zero, the floor beneath McKay's feet gave way with a series of small explosions.
Quickly an officer made his way towards the hole, ignoring his personal feelings. He knew that Kid never hurt anyone, but accidents do happen. Before he could examine the scene, the officer was forced back by a cloud of pink sleeping gas which rose from below.
After it cleared, Saguru inched forward. His golden eyes peered into the darkness as he searched. After a moment he lifted his head, "McKay is gone."
Nakamori struggled to hide his smirk. "What a pity," he stated. "Someone call the Commissioner."
The lieutenant moaned softly as he regained consciousness. His first thought was that he had been restrained in a large wooden box. The second was that the Kaitou Kid was above him holding the night's prize. The Irishman's cries of outrage were muffled by a gag.
The phantom thief looked down into the crate. "Well hello," he purred. "Did you have a nice nap?"
McKay felt a chill of fear; he was at the criminal's mercy.
Kid laughed, "now don't be like that. I've never hurt anyone." He crouched down by his prey. "I do have a reputation to maintain after all. Still," he looked straight into the policeman's eyes. "I found your comments about my task force to be both unwarranted and tasteless." The thief's voice was displeased. "Think about that on your way home."
With that McKay was once again plunged into darkness as the gas rose around him. His last sight was that of the crate's lid sliding shut.
A few days later the gemstone was returned, but it wasn't alone. The jewel was accompanied by a videotape of McKay's humiliating arrival in Ireland.
When one of the members of the task force raised a toast, in honor of their adversary, no one objected.
FoaGFoaGFoaGFoaG
Back to school, sigh
The next chapter of FtA is almost done and should be up ASAP
