"Kid." Shinichi said from his position in the doorway to the room.
"Kudo." The thief acknowledged with a smile (a weak smile, dammit).
Shinichi paused, looking at the young man in the hospital bed with critical eye before walking further into the room and seating himself in a previously vacated chair (she had been the one sitting there, but not anymore). "'Are you homicidal or just stupid?' Question of the day, apparently. I saw it on a newspaper headline coming in. I'd like an answer, if you don't mind."
Kid laughed at the detective's calm and strangely nonchalant tone of voice. "Neither, despite what my best friend says."
"Best friend? Who is she?" (why did he say she? what did he know?)
"Nakamori-keibu's daughter, ironic, right?" Kid answered and Shinichi saw something flash in the thief's eyes. (regret)
"Just tell me, Kid, see as I won't have anymore chances to find out on my own, why? Not the whole reason, you're entitled to your privacy, but this one time, why? Because I can't think of anything stupider-." Shinichi started and Kid cut him off.
"I can. Like letting those bastards who started all this go unpunished. That would be stupider." Kid said and Shinichi heard some undertone to his voice. (hard as steel, was it revenge? or justice?)
"Brain cancer is serious, Kid, you aren't going to survive. We're alike in many ways, you and I, let me help instead of hinder for once." Shinichi said, his tone serious now and Kid saw something in the detective he hadn't seen there last time he'd been this size. (conviction, he'd go anywhere, do anything. a friend is an enemy and vise versa.)
"The bastards killed my father. And, even if it kills me, I swore to see them brought to justice." Kid said and Shinichi forced himself not to look surprised. (under the façade was a reason, under the reason was a little boy who still called out in the night for his father who still wasn't coming home.)
"Tell me everything you know. And even if you're gone before it happens, I will give them what they deserve. No one will laugh over your grave." Shinichi said in a grim voice.
Kid decided to lighten things up a little, so much seriousness would surely kill him. (pun intended, as always, but he didn't want anyone to remember his face in a frown.) "Oi, Kudo, I thought people who visited were suppose to be positive. You know 'They'll find a cure.' 'You can do it!' That sort of thing? Come on, don't be so depressing!"
Kudo looked him dead in the eye with his most serious face. (underneath it was a smile.) "You are going to die. You are going to die soon. You have no hope." (a layer peeled away, a smile on an identical face.) "But damn if you didn't have one hell of a life!"
"Isn't that true? Not many can say they've been to the top of Tokyo Tower on the outside, right? Or that they've juggled ten people's life savings while scaling a building." Kid said, thinking fondly back on his memories. (not those memories, memories of a blue eyed girl with a mop and a blush. fond, fond memories.)
"How true. But let's get down to business. I'll be kicked out of here soon enough and they might not let me back in next time." Shinichi said and, to Kid's amusement, pulled out a notepad and pen.
"And I wasted all that time teasing Hakuba. You're just as bad, Kudo, and much more fun as a target." He said grinning. (but Hakuba was convenient and teasing Kudo would've probably gotten him caught.)
"Do not compare me to him. He doesn't know how lucky he is that I was with Hattori on that island, if it hadn't been for me, that would've been his coffin." Shinichi said, glowering and Kid wondered at the story behind that. It was common knowledge that the Osakan detective disliked Hakuba, (an understatement; Hattori despised Hakuba because of his detachment from the murders he solved. If there was even a chance someone's life could be saved, then it didn't matter what evidence was destroyed in the process.) but no one besides the two of them, and Kudo, it seems, knew exactly why.
"If they do allow you back in, you are going to have to tell me the story behind that. When you get Hattori-tantei talking about Hakuba, he gets nearly as creative as Nakamori-keibu, if you know what I mean." Kid said and Shinichi grinned.
"Sure thing."
"Okay then, it probably started a long time ago, before I was born, but when it started for me was less than a year ago, when I stumbled upon my father's secret room..."
I've had this idea forever! Originally, it was going to be much longer and with lots more tragedy, but I don't really have the patience for it, so you get this instead. If anyone wants the idea though, it's up for adoption! (All of these are actually up for adoption unless I say otherwise. Ask and you will most likely receive. Why, I might even let someone have the "My New Friend" idea, if they ask me really nicely. Speaking of that one, I have something in the works for it, beg if you want it to get done!)
Anyways, as always, please review! I'm lonely! (My brother's playing Xbox and wont speak to me because his Xbox friends might hear him.)