Plane: Hey! How about "Plane" for KaiAo? Thanks in advance
"Um, Kaito?"
"What?"
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah."
Aoko frowned. Maybe she shouldn't have said it as a question. She knew he was far from alright after all.
"You're not alright."
"I am."
"If that's the case," Aoko glared down at him over her nose. "Can you explain to me what are you doing now?"
Squeezing half of his body in their small leg space, Kaito was trying to reach under their seat, and she felt his arm brushed against her leg, sending shivers down her spine.
"I'm checking the life vest." He murmured, his tone distracted. "It's highly possible something's gonna happen to this plane."
Being used to his familiar posture, she was expecting him to say something perverted along the line and not something so... blatantly inauspicious, especially when they were thousands of feet above the ground and supposed to be happy and excited for their first overseas school trip.
Aoko slapped the magazine she was in the midst of reading over his head. "Don't say stupid things, Bakaito!"
"Damn you Ahouko!" He growled and rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm dead serious."
Now she understood why he was so persistent in switching seats with Keiko before the plane took off. How silly of her... She got her hopes high on the wrong side. Kaito was still Kaito after all; Enjoying to tease her for a living.
"Think you can scare me so easily? Is that it?" She snapped, while keeping her voice low to not disturb other passengers.
He watched her from the corner of his eyes, his hand still wandering under their seat for the life vest. "You're already scared." She heard him mutter under his breath.
"It's because you're being so weirdly paranoid and it's freaking me out."
"I'm not being paranoid." He said, his voice awfully calm and composed. "I'm being prepared because I know what could happen."
Aoko pursed her lips, contemplating. It was true. The Kaito she knew was never paranoid. Prepared seemed like a better word to use on him. Now that realisation dawned upon her, her worries doubled.
"Does that mean you saw something?" She leaned forward, her face nearing his as she whispered in a low squeak. "What did you see? A...A bomb?" She found herself shivering as she spoke.
Kaito grinned, the seriousness in him previously faded slightly. "I saw a Shinigami."
"S-Shinigami?"
Aoko followed as he straightened. Above the seats before them, he pointed to the right side of the plane, just two rows ahead of theirs.
Sitting on those seats was a middle-aged man with a moustache, a young pretty female teenager, and a little boy with large spectacles.
That kid, though... seemed awfully familiar to Aoko.
But before she could ask what Shinigami Kaito was talking about, a faint scream erupted at the front of the plane, and within seconds, their entire cabin started to fill with anxious whispers and prayers. The spectacles boy was the first to bounce up from his seat.
From the corner of Aoko's eyes, she saw Kaito smirked.
