A/N: EXCUSE THIS BAD WRITING, IT IS 12:33 A.M. (aka just after midnight) AND ALSO THIS WAS MEANT TO BE FUNNY NOT SAD AND EMOTIONAL OR DID I MEAN TO HAVE SUPER GOOD WRITING I JUST LIKED THE IDEA AND IT IS NOW—OH LOOK, 12:34 a minute passed!
ANOTHER A/N: Let's just imagine that somewhere between the original Caught and now Kaito brought down the organization because I'm really not good with stuff like that so let's just say the Pandora stuff is all over now..
Caught—Part 2
"NO! I AM NOT GOING! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
"Kaito.. You are going to have to go back to school eventually!"
"TO FACE YOUR CRAZY FRIEND KEIKO? AND HER CRAZY FRIEND AYAKO? AND HER CRAZY FRIEND MINAE? AND HER CRAZY FRIEND HIKARUE? AND HER CRAZY FRIEND AKIKO? AND HER CRAZY FRIEND—"
"Okay, I get it!" Aoko practically screamed. Really, spending her morning convincing her friend to go to school was not Nakamori Aoko's idea of a bright, crisp Monday morning. "KAITO! JUST GET OUT OF BED!"
"I'm sorry Aoko, but I'm not going to go out and face people that are possibly crazier than your crazy friend Keiko and her crazy friend Ayako and her crazy friend Minae and her crazy friend—"
"I SAID, I GET IT!" Aoko resisted the urge to pull the covers off her friend and pour a bucket of ice water over him. "GET UP! OR I WILL NOT FORGIVE YOU! I WILL INSTALL A FISH TANK IN YOUR BEDROOM!"
"Okay okay I get it okay I'm so sorry Aoko I'm sorry Aoko I'm sorry I'm up I'm up you see you see I'm up you see okay I'm so sorry Aoko—"
"Geez, nice to see.. Hurry up and get your stuff! I will be waiting downstairs!"
"Hai, Aoko-sama.."
"That was a record. Did you even eat?"
"Nope! But I have to get to school on time right? And I was good right? And you won't be installing a f-f-f-fish tank in my room right? Right Aoko? Right? Right? Right?"
"Yes. Geez.. Did you really expect that I would do that?"
"YES."
"But I think you owe me something after EVERYTHING YOU'VE DONE THESE PAST THREE MONTHS AND SEEING YOU IN A FISH TANK WOULD DO IT!"
"Geez, I'm sorry.."
Oh god oh god oh god. I am going to get Aoko for this. Why did she have to go tell all her little crazy girl friends about me being Kid? Seriously? And now I can't open my shoe locker without getting a gigantic pile of "I 3 Kid!" cards on the ground.. Geez.. That Aoko..
"Kaito?"
"G—Gomen ne, Aoko! I—I just—you—you go ahead okay?"
"O—Oh. Okay."
"G—Gomen ne.."
"AOKO-CHAN!"
My god.. She needs to subject me to this torture.. I am changing my name, my face, my history as Kaitou Kid and moving to Vietnam..
"Ohayou, Keiko-chan."
She's doing this on purpose! I am not taking her to Vietnam with me!
"Aoko-chan.. Is it really true? Did that ahou really do that to you.."
What did I do, really, Keiko-kun?
"Oh, it wasn't his fault.."
She's enjoying this!
"Nakamori-san! Is it true? Is Kuroba-kun—"
She's enjoying my torture!
"Ohayou, Hikarue-chan! Yes, it's true! Isn't that fantastic?"
No. Frickin'. Way. She is enjoying this way too much. I think that old closet is a good place to hide a dead body.
"Really?"
It's so creepy how they all say that at once.. Oh god, oh god.. I used to enjoy having fans..
"Yeah, that's cool, isn't it?"
Ao..ko..
"Wow! That's so cool! Kid-san, I'm your biggest fan.. Oh.. If he could take me flying on a full moon night, under the stars.."
That's enough, Ayako-kun..
"Kid-san, will you give me a rose?"
NO! I WILL NOT GIVE YOU A ROSE, MINAE-SAN!
"He's soooo handsome.. I never expected—Kaito-kun, so immature—"
Geez Keiko-kun..
"Anyway, I think he should be here soon.."
Nobody will ever know who murdered Nakamori Aoko. Except maybe—
"Kuroba-kun."
"WHA? HAKUBA—"
Wish I could slap that smirk off his face..
"Good luck with your fangirls today. I'm sure each and every one of them are dying to see you."
"You shut up, Hakuba."
"As you wish."
Okay, maybe if he dies too nobody will ever know..
"KAITO, COME ON IN!"
Oh god. It starts now.
"KAITO-KUN! WILL YOU WEAR YOUR COSTUME FOR US?"
As if I would, you stupid brats—Poker Face, Poker Face Kaito.. It starts now.
Steeling himself, Kaito took a deep breath and took his first step through the doorway.
"Kaito-kun! Will you wear your costume for us?" Keiko squealed.
"Um.. Ahh.. Is that allowed in school?" Kaito stammered.
"Oh, please, Kaito-kuuunnn," Keiko begged. All the girls around the room were staring at him wistfully. The males, obviously, were wondering what was so great that he was just a thief.
There was a poof, a cloud of pink smoke, and..
There was a gasp, a step, a collected squeal, and then—
"Ladies and gentlemen.. The great Kaitou Kid-sama has arrived!"
"Geez, what a show-off," Aoko muttered.
Then there was—
"Kid-san!" "You're so handsome!" "Will you take me for a ride on your hang glider?" "Will you give me a rose?" "I'm your number-one fan!" "Kid-san, will you kiss me?" "Oh Kid-san, you're so smart!" "Will you give me a rose?" "Kid-san!" "Please will you give me a rose, Kid-san?" "I love you, Kid-san!" "Don't you love me, Kaito-kun?" "You're so handsome!" "Kid-san, I wrote a poem about you, please accept this as a token of my love!" "Please, please will you give me a rose, Kid-san? I'm your number-one fan!" "No, I'm your number-one fan! I love you!" "Here, I'll read my poem: My everlasting love to you, one so great—" "No, I am, I am, your biggest fan!" "—The way you steal, it stirs my heart so—" "Kid-san, please will you give me a rose? I am your number-one fan!" "Your monocle is awesome!" "—The way your eyes twinkle, like the stars on the night of your—" "How do you make those blue roses?" "Show a magic trick, Kid-san!" "—heist, and the way your limbs move like rushing water as you climb—" "Why is the smoke always pink?" "—the stairs to the rooftop, the way I feel dizzy with—" "Kid-san, will you give me a ro—"
"OKAY, OKAY! Thank you! Here is a rose, Minae-san! No, Keiko-kun, I will not take you for a ride on my hang glider, because it is strictly off-limits to anyone but me, Aoko, and Tantei-kun! No, Ayako-san, I will not kiss you! Lovely poem, Hikarue-kun, but—but—you keep it for now, okay? My monocle is fantastic! Blue roses are easy! You see, I could show you right now! Let's start!"
"Yayy!" cheered the group of girls that had gathered around Kaito.
"When," muttered the course instructor, "is Kuroba going to stop making a mess of things before class even starts?"
Pink smoke again, and this time Kuroba Kaito was back. "You see, blue roses are easy. YOU DYE THEM, IDIOTS!" He screamed. "HERE, YOU WANT A MAGIC TRICK? I HAVE ONE FOR YOU!"
Poof.
And he was gone.
"AOKO-CHAN?! KID TAKES YOU ON RIDES IN HIS HANG GLIDER?"
