As much as I wish it otherwise

MK and DC will never be mine

Encounter

It was a perfectly ordinary day in the city of New York as Kevin Branson, PI, walked down the street. He was actually between cases at the moment. Enjoying the sunshine seemed to be a perfectly valid way to spend his spare time. Useful too, considering his alter ego's skin tone was darker than Kaito's.

Idly, the retired thief's eyes slid over the crowd. The man standing near the fire hydrant was an undercover reporter. In Kaito's expert opinion, the guy's disguise wasn't up to snuff. The group of teens hanging out on the steps had been drinking; bad habit that. They had all the classic signs of a hangover. The young man snorted as he examined an older woman that just oozed wealth. The diamonds she was wearing were fake, too oily. He could tell from here.

Kaito almost tripped over his own two feet when his eyes settled on a very familiar figure. It was Kudo. What was the detective doing here? The magician instinctively sank into a patch of nearby shadows. The other looked good. It was obvious the last few years had agreed with the man who could have been his twin. The brunette made a mental note to ask Akako if the tantei and Mouri-san had gotten married yet. A blind, deaf man could tell the pair were madly in love.

The magician resisted the urge to approach the other. No matter how much he wanted to, the ex-thief knew it was a very bad idea. Shinichi had always possessed an uncanny ability to pick him out of a crowd, no matter how perfect his disguise. Honestly, he wondered about that sometimes. Then again, this was the same guy who couldn't walk down a street without finding a body. It wasn't normal, not that Kaito was in a position to criticize.

No one noticed the magician as he slipped away. For him it was child's play, and this time he didn't even have to avoid a horde of police officers as he did it. Kaito made a mental note to stay inside for a while. He was certain the detective wouldn't be staying long.

Meanwhile, a frown stretched across Shinichi's face. His intelligent gaze turned to the crowd. The tantei could feel the hair on the back of his neck standing on end; but he didn't see anything out of the ordinary. That's odd, he thought to himself. I could have sworn…

After a moment, Kudo shook his head abruptly. He was just imagining things. There was no one there.

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I think I have the rest of this fic outlined

Now I just need to write it

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