A/n-I'm in computer apps and we have twenty-five minutes left. Soooo...I decided that, because I'm extremely bored and I have nothing to do (except, of course, school work) anddddd I don't really feel like reading any fanfics and (again) I haven't updated in a while, I'm going to begin to write a random fluff piece :D (Edit: After starting it in computer apps, I also finished it in the next computer apps period I had, which is...now. Yup. I have half an hour till lunch! I CANNOT WAIT FOR FOOD! YUM, FOOD!)
OH! If any of you care about my life...since I last updated, I've got a new boyfriend and a hoodie that says "Screw the rules, I have green hair!" Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged FTW, bitches!
No idea what's gonna happen, but it's definitely Kaishin-y! Oh, and it's my friend's birthday. Yayy. Random. Kayy, here 'tis.
Oh, by the way, I wanted it to seem like Shinichi was super innocent but also very smart for his age, but from his own learnings rather than someone else teaching him, and that he had a really great intuition about things ...you'll see. :)
((Warnings: boys..., kids, shoplifting, knives)) hugging
((Non-warnings: cows, green hair, spiders, bipolarness, purple mice))
Four-year-old Shinichi Kudou walked down the street, curiously peering into shop windows, happily drooling over various candies and sparkly things inside. Old ladies smiled at his sweet, innocent face and middle-aged men glared down at the nuisance of a child. Shinichi ignored them all, content to just hop around, glancing into various places, wondering what various things were, and other various things...He didn't realize that his parents were frantically looking for him, creating an uproar seven blocks away, that the old ladies smiling at him were only laughing at the toilet paper stuck to his foot, or that the men only glared at him because they were concerned that he, a young child, was alone.
He saw a beautiful woman in one shop who seemed to be contemplating a shiny necklace with reverence. In a moment, she swiftly stuffed it into her purse and grabbed a pack of gum to cover up anyone's suspicion that she may have stolen something. Shinichi wondered why such a pretty lady would feel the need to steal something. With that question nagging at his mind, he determinedly marched into the store and tugged on her skirt politely. She was third in line at the register, and she looked down at him in surprise. "Yes, little boy? How can I help you?"
Shinichi smiled sweetly and pointed at her purse. "Excuse me, pretty lady, but why did you steal that necklace? If you can't pay for it, you should save your money instead of buying gum, right?"
The employee at the register stopped what she was doing and looked toward the two, as did the others in line. The woman suddenly had an angry expression on her face. "You little brat!" she growled. Then, louder and sickly sweetly, she said, "What ever are you talking about, boy? I think your imagination is running wild..."
Shinichi was annoyed at this. "Nooo! Lady! Now you're lying! I saw you put the necklace in your purse! My mom says it's bad for people to steal stuff. That was stealing, right?"
"Excuse me, miss," the cashier said, an official-looking-suit-wearing man with a mustache standing at her side. "This is our manager, and he would like for you to empty the contents of your purse, please."
Although the cashier had asked nicely, the lady replied quite nastily indeed. "No! I most certainly will not! This is ridiculous! I haven't stolen anything. Why would you listen to a mere child over a trustable adult?"
"Please, calm down...we just-"
"Don't even think about it." Now she was holding a knife. Even being a child, Shinichi knew that this woman wasn't nearly as nice as she had seemed earlier. She shoplifted, firstly, and then she threatened someone with a knife. She must be a pretty bad lady, Shinichi thought.
So, while the woman started to back up, out of the store, with her stolen necklace and her freedom, Shinichi ran from behind her and did the first thing he could think of: he kicked her. It couldn't have hurt too badly, but it surprised her, and she yelled out in shock, involuntarily dropping her weapon. She turned around to grab Shinichi, which sucked for her because he slipped away from her quickly and grabbed the knife. Just out of her reach, he handed it to the store's manager.
The now weaponless lady threw the necklace onto the ground in surrender. "Fine, take me to jail! Do whatever you want to me! I'm not a very good criminal anymore if a young boy can stop me, am I?"
"Anymore?" Shinichi asked. Was he wrong when he had assumed that the word "anymore" meant that something was different before? Maybe he had picked up the wrong meaning from conversations he'd read...
"Yes, 'anymore'," the woman admitted. "I've been a thief for a few years now. If you search my house, you'd see. I used to be so good at it, but now even you, brave little boy, can beat me."
The police came. They would later check her house and find all the many jewels and expensive pieces of technology that she'd stolen. Shinichi was patted on the head and given free ice cream for his accomplishment. When asked where his parents were, he remembered that he'd been separated from them. But he didn't want to trouble anyone, so he told them that his parents were in a store nearby, and promptly left, feeling like he should've told the truth. He wandered a bit, and soon it was dusk. The darkness scared him more than usual because he was alone, and now he was sitting on a park bench, crying.
Suddenly, someone popped up beside him. "Hey, are you okay?" (You look pretty low...Very handsome awkward. Haha, sorry!)
Shinichi wiped his eyes and looked up at the other boy who was probably close to his age, and looked a lot like him. "I-I don't know...I think I'm lost. I don't know where my parents are." Saying it out loud made his voice quiver, and he tried to keep his composure. Don't cry, don't cry...he thought. I can't cry in front of pretty strangers.
"I'm sorry. My parents are over there." He pointed one way on the path. "We were taking a short walk after going out to dinner. Anyway, I can get them and they'll definitely help you find your parents. My dad's magical! He can do anything!"
Shinichi knew about "stranger danger", but was this really more dangerous than wandering around all night alone? He nodded. "Thank you."
"I'm Kaito Kuroba, by the way," the not-so-dangerous-stranger said with a smile.
"Kudou Shinichi," Shinichi replied as Kaito dropped to the ground in order to drag his parents to the unlucky boy.
"Oh!" Kaito exclaimed, climbing back upon the bench. "You look sad, and although I wanted to save this to show my dad the special thing I did, he said that magic is supposed to make people happy." Shinichi didn't know what he was talking about. Magic? How illogical...
Kaito clumsily popped a flower out of his sleeve with some wispy smoke trying to mask the trick. He bashfully smiled at Shinichi. "Sorry; I'm not too good at it yet...Anyway, it's for you." Shinichi blushed slightly.
"Thank you, Kaito-kun," he said.
Kaito stared up at him with wide eyes. "You still don't look happy...Didn't that make you happy?" Shinichi nodded vigorously. Kaito smiled in response and hugged Shinichi quickly.
He jumped off the bench again and ran to get his parents while Shinichi stared at his rose. Soon, Kaito came back, babbling, with two people that Shinichi assumed were Kaito's parents. Kaito pointed at Shinichi, not pausing in his speech at all, and still not even stopping for a breath when he climbed onto the bench and put his arms around Shinichi in comfort again.
"Well then, Shinichi-kun," Kaito's father said softly. "Who are your parents and where did you last see them?"
Politely, Shinichi replied, "My parents are Yukiko and Yuusaku Kudou, and the last place I saw them was, ummm..." He tried to remember something before the day's exciting events, but his memory that far back was cloudy.
"Oh! I used to know your mother very well," he informed Shinichi. "Let me just see if I happen to have her phone number on my cell-" he stopped mid-pocket-reach, looking down at Shinichi's flower. "Where did you get that? It looks just like the specially grown roses that I grow for my magic tricks..."
Shinichi glanced at Kaito, who was still holding Shinichi firmly. Kaito impishly smiled at his father. "I wanted to show you first, but I needed to cheer him up."
His father chuckled and patted Kaito on the head. "Good job, Kaito!" He found Yukiko's phone number which was, apparently, magically programmed into his phone. When he ended his call, he announced, "Your parents will be here very soon."
"Awwww..." Kaito whined. "Can't he stay longer? I like Shinichi-kun! He's nice!"
"Kaito, Shinichi-kun has to go home with his parents," Kaito's mom explained.
Kaito pouted for a moment, and then gasped. "Well, can he come visit us some other time?"
"Only if he wants to. You'll have to ask him."
"Shinichi-kun?" Kaito asked.
How could he say no to those big, cute eyes of his? "Sure. But you have to get off me now...There's my parents."
"No~"
Wince...Mehh, how was it? I did it sorta quickly, and it was random. It took my rambling mind a while to conjure up Kaito's appearance, haha. I always knew I wanted him to give Shin a flower, but I had to create a scenario, you see? Yes, yes...soooooo...Review? :D I know it's weird, and lotsa dialogue, mmm, sorry. Ahh well.
