Warning(s): Shitty Grammar, OOC, Mild Language

"If they were the jokes, I was the punch line." – Kimberly Novosel

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"Ouch! Ouch! Shin-chan, be careful. It hurts!" Kaito whined as Shinichi cleaned his nose, but the detective wouldn't have it. It was all Kaito's fault that he had a bleeding nose. Shinichi just had to wake up this morning at exactly 5 am in the morning because Kaito wanted some ice cream.

"Just shut up and don't move." Shinichi instructed irritably. He didn't want to see the other this hurt, but he wasn't at fault either because Kaito was such an idiot for banging Shinichi's door at exactly 4:59 am because he wanted someone to eat ice cream with him. As not the usual morning person, Shinichi had to literally open his door so wide that it smacked on the side wall, almost denting the wall – it was a push door from his room – and didn't notice that there was someone behind the door until he heard a faint cry of help.

"But Shin-chan, you're hurting me more!" Kaito wiggled from the detective's hold as he drooled over the ice cream that he especially ordered to share with Shinichi, but the detective just had to push the door so hard that he was actually smashed behind the door, and had a nice greeting with the wall. Talk about manners.

"Don't complain and stay put. I'm doing it as gently as I can. Stop struggling or I'll be force to make you sleep." Shinichi warned and thankfully the thief in hold wasn't wiggling anymore. He sighed, okay Shinichi was partly at fault, but he had perfectly warned Kaito that he was never a morning person, save it for the coffee if he had made earlier.

The medication had gone as smoothly as possible with Kaito as the patient. Shinichi sighed once more and stood up from the stool he was sitting and made his way to the kitchen. He couldn't do anything but stay awake now. He couldn't sleep anyway if he was forced to wake up. He sighed again – damn, he's doing it way too much – as he listened to 'brrr' of the coffee maker brewing his black coffee beans. Yes, Shinichi was a nutcase whenever coffee was in question.

Shinichi felt heavy footsteps from his back. He made a disgruntle sound and readied his stance. Whoever this person was, he was not in a good mood. Morning wakes up really irritated his nerves, so he felt sorry of whoever this person would be. As soon as Shinichi felt the heavy footsteps was near a meter next to him, he spun around, and delivered a punch.

'Bam!'

The person fell down and Shinichi closed his eyes, too afraid of who the person he had punched. He wished it wasn't Megure or any of the Police Force because he certainly didn't want to get a restraining order or even get in jail for damaging a police man. He opened his eyes slowly and gaped.

"Kaito!" Shinichi yelled as soon as he saw Kaito on the ground crouching while covering his now double injured nose. Shinichi watched as soon as Kaito's cries faded for some time. Shinichi looked broke, but Kaito's nose was much broken than it should be. Shinichi stood up from the ground, offered a hand to Kaito, and lifted them both up.

"Sorry," he said, "I didn't know it was you." Kaito just shrugged and touched his aching nose. Damn, he had no idea that Shinichi could punch like a pro. He wondered if he could schedule for a doctor's appointment to examine his nose because he wasn't sure if he could still smell. Being smashed by a wooden door and punched as hard as a pro were not good at all, Kaito thought dryly.

"Hey," Shinichi sighed, "I said I was sorry." Kaito ignored him and watched the television instead. Shinichi sighed once again – seriously, the word 'sigh' must have cursed him some from days before – and looked at Kaito. He felt bad, really, he does. He didn't mean to hurt Kaito twice, he could do anything in the world, but let Kaito get hurt especially if Shinichi's at watch.

"Hey, do you want some cake? I can bake you some, if you want." Shinichi offered silently, but Kaito was still ignoring him. Shinichi snaked up to Kaito and gave him a back tight hug. Shinichi was behind the couch while Kaito was sitting on the couch, you see the picture? Kaito didn't say anything but didn't remove the arms cradling on his neck either.

"Hey, I'm really sorry." Shinichi repeated for the umpteenth time. He must admit that it was he who was at fault. He didn't mean to hurt the other, was just surprised and all.

"I'm fine, Shin-chan. But you know I want a request." Kaito said while leaning against Shinichi's touch. Shinichi mumbled a yes and what on Kaito's neck, while Kaito hummed in giddy. For once, Shinichi didn't ask him first before agreeing, he must have felt really bad.

"I want you to take me on a date."

"Ah, s-sure… Wait, what?" Shinichi removed his arms around Kaito's neck and looked at him incredulously. Okay, they must have gone to dates before, but he was so busy this upcoming week because of those cold cases that were left unsolved after years of trying to find the culprits so he had no time, his schedule was full.

"But, Shin-chan, I thought it would be fine." Kaito pouted, not really enjoying the loss of the warm body against his. Shinichi looked at Kaito, examining his boyfriend, trying to see if he was faking or not. Shinichi decided it wasn't, so he sighed once again.

"Okay, fine. I'll take you on a date this Saturday." Shinichi embraced Kaito from the back again, missing the triumphant smirk from his boyfriend. Kaito made a winning grin while mumbling to himself.

"Make Shinichi Feel Bad About Kaito Plan – Success," Shinichi didn't hear a thing, but he did hear a murmur so he placed his lips next to Kaito's ear and asked,

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing at all Shin-chan."

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A/N: Sappy, sappy. Reject, reject. XD