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(Kaito's P.O.V.)

Waking up from an unconcious state I screamed, bolting upright sitting on the bed, "Shinichi!" Suddenly my head started to hurt, I thought it was due to all that has happened, I tried to bring up my hand to rub my aching temples but I couldn't. I noticed that something was restricting my movements. I looked and saw a shining handcuffs, cuffing me to the bed.

I moaned and flopped my head back in frustration. Then I looked around the room, all I ould see was the white walls and the bed I am on, nothing else. My favorite detective was not in the room.

I need to get out of this room and find Shinichi, then I heard footsteps from the distance. Must have heard my scream and they are coming here to check on me.

Being the magician he is, he's out of the handcuffs quicker than Shinichi can reel off a Holmes quote. His hand automatically reaches for his top hat, more habit than conscious thought, then he realizes that his monocle has been left on: no one has unmasked him in his sleep.

(Kaito's P.O.V.)

Hiding next to the door, I slipped out as soon as the two unknown people barged in. I was shocked at their attire. Shit! They are dressed in black suits. We must have gotten caught by Snake. Oh god, I hope that they haven't killed Shinichi. They'll think that he's just an annoying brat. Well, he is an annoying brat, footballs and all... but still! They have no reason to keep him alive. Maybe he bled out from the wound in his shoulder. Shit!shit!shi! I've got to find him. Real fast and Now!

Running down the hallways, white cape flowing behind, morbid thoughts keep entering his head. Round and round they go, until all he can see is an image of Conan, laying in an alleyway somewhere, a pool of crimson blood staining the floor around him, pain etched on his face… Forcing himself not to gag at the image, Kaito dives into an empty room, closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath.

(Kaito/KID's Mind)

The inside of his mind is not as crazy as you might think it is. Of course there is a separate room where his childish 'crazy' side lives, coming up with pranks and ways to draw squeals of glee from the audience, but Kaito isn't here for a way to please the audience.

Immediately in front of him, on a wall connected to nothing but a black mist, is a portrait of him, Kuroba Kaito. The same one that leads from his room into the KID base. Not the one of his father, that's in the study.

Placing his hand on the right side he gives the painting a shove, not in the mood to be gentle. The painting, realising Kaito's impatience, immediately stops spinning, showing a portrait of KID. Kaito jumps through the ghostly picture and enters the room belonging to his night persona, that of International Phantom Thief 1412.

All four walls of this room are covered in stars, as if they are standing in the middle of space. Seeing the thief further away than anticipated, Kaito runs, and doesn't stop until he's run through the apparition, allowing the thief to take control of his body. But control is a two way street in this body.

"Calling me out already? I'm still tired from that heist, don't I get a full day's sleep? I did as I promised and left you to chat to that Conan kid in peace didn't I. Oi, Kaito you're shaking, what's wrong?" asks the thief, not having moved since Kaito entered his personal space.

In answer, Kaito takes a step backwards, connecting him to the thief. Thinking of what happened since the thief left last night, Kaito passes those memories into the thief, saving both time and words. Cutting the connection off Kaito steps forward, still not looking at the other him behind him.

"Oh, okay. I see. Don't worry, I'll do what I can, but you owe me!" Turning around, the thief faces Kaito's back. "I'm ready. Let the show begin!"

And with that phrase ringing in his ears, Kaito extends his arms, and just like in a trust exercise, falls backwards, straight into the thief's arms, held there for a second. Slowly, too slowly for Kaito, the thief becomes more substantial, and a ghostly Kaito continues to fall, letting the cooler, calmer KID side of him take over. Sorry KID, I'm too attached to Shinichi- I can't put my head on straight. Please find him. Feeling, more than seeing KID's replying smirk, Kaito falls into the starry sky.

Releasing the breath and opening his eyes, Kaitou KID looks around and exits the room. He presses himself against the wall, and slides around the corner, as stealthy as the phantom he's named after. Grabbing the door handle, he slowly turns it, smiling when neither the handle nor the hinges make any noise. Opening the door a few inches, he peers inside. This area seems to be some sort of kitchen, a table and chairs situated in the middle of the room. Closing the door, KID moves on a few more doors before trying again. This time the room is filled with shelves of linen. Closing the door again, KID sighs. Realising he's going in the wrong direction, KID turns around, strides around the corner, and comes face to face with some guards.

(KID's P.O.V.)

"Whoopsie! Shouldn't big bad criminals be in bed? Here, let me help you." Pulling out a can of sleeping gas, I sprayed it on the guards' faces before they can even register that they've met someone. Well, back in the linen closet they go, minus one suit. Pulling out my victim's wallet, I searches for some form of identification. Nakajima Daisuke, what a great help you've been.

Studying the man's features I put on a latex mask and suitable brown short hair wig. A little bit of makeup, add in a scar down my left cheek, and done! Pleased with my work, one Nakajima Daisuke walks out of the linen room, and strides confidently down the hallway. Step one of infiltration: act like you belong there. Now to find my beloved Tantei-kun. I hope he's not dead, even I have a soft spot for the little guy. Heists aren't fun without him there!

Seeing that random room checks aren't working, I decided to change my approach. Noticing a man similarly dressed walk down an intersection, I went after him.

"Oi, wait up a second." I pants, pretending to be out of breath, "do you know what room that kid's in, the one that was at Kaitou KID's heist. Boss told me to wait in there until he's woken up, but he didn't give me any directions. Too busy I suppose." Pulling a face as if to say the boss is always too busy, I looks at the man again.

"Yeah sure, he's down that hall, take a left then continue down. His rooms at the end of the hall, on the left." Replied the man, not questioning the orders of the Boss. Thanking the man, I moves on.

Wait a minute, this looks familiar. And indeed, when he gets to the corridor he sees two doors. The one on the right is open, with a few men outside shouting that KID's gone missing. On the left, straight in front of the other door, is a door that's past the men running down the corridor wondering how KID escaped, I slipped unnoticed into the room.

And there laying on the bed is Tantei-kun, his favourite critic.

Looks like KID finally found Conan, Congratulation!

Poor KID thinking that Snake has captured him and Conan. But in reality they are at Vongola Mansion in Japan.

Hope the misunderstanding clears up in the next chapter!

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