Chatty Plunnies
By: Dragon-sama
Inspired by/with: Tsugumiwinters
Things to note: Almost all KaiShin, all short, and may or may not be "complete".

These are a collection of my on-the-spot writing while chatting with Tsu-chan. They will not be expanded, but they were fun and so I thought I'd share. Surrounding commentary is just so you know where our minds were at the time. :)

Dragon-sama: Oh yeaaah~... I had a plunnie idea over the weekend...

Tsu-chan: Oh? Do tell. *cackles*

Dragon-sama: Hm...it's a long one...I'll try to get it out though...

Shinichi stared at the paper, idly wishing it would suddenly catch on fire so he could pretend he never saw it. Reading over the half a page of pleas, promises, and praise (the magician was such a suck up), he sighed and gave in.

He reached over to grab the phone, closing his eyes in resignation as he dialed the well-known number. Two rings later, and a cheerful voice nearly deafened him.

"Shin-chan! What can I do for my little boy?" Shinichi grit his teeth, glancing again at the letter clutched in his hand for strength.

"Hi Mom. I need a favor..."

***

Hakuba frowned at his classmate. There was something off about Kuroba this morning, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was.

The magician hadn't done anything out of the ordinary; he dyed two classmate's hair green and blue (respectively), annoyed and subsequently had a mop fight/chase with Aoko, and was currently reading the newspaper. All fairly typical for the teen. So why were Hakuba's senses screaming at him that something was wrong?

The bell tolled throughout the school, signaling the start of the morning classes. Hakuba shook his head to rid himself of his idle notions as the teacher walked in the classroom.

As the students rose, bowed, and sat back down, running footsteps could be heard coming up the corridor. A moment later the door was slammed open, and Kuroba Kaito was standing there, panting desperately.

"Sorry I'm late I--" the new Kuroba said, before he broke off in surprise at his twin sitting cheerfully in his desk

"Yo!" Kuroba1 said, raising a hand in greeting as if suddenly multiplying was a normal occurrence.

Kuroba2 blinked in what Hakuba thought was honest astonishment, before smacking his forehead theatrically.

"Oh! Was it your turn today? I totally forgot!"

Both Kurobas wore matching grins as the class stared from one to the other, seeming to have had a collective brain aneurysm tying to process the odd situation

All except one, that is. Hakuba rose calmly, striding forward to stand next to Kuroba1.

"I see. I knew there was something off about you today," he said smugly to wide-eyed teen. "It's obvious Kuroba set this up as a joke. You know how good he is at disguises. So let's see who this double really is!" He reached out and pinched hard at Kuroba1's cheek, causing the teen to squawk in pain. But no mask came off, much to Hakuba's surprise.

"Geeze Hakuba! Go easy on him! You wouldn't want to mess up my dashing good looks, you know!" Kuroba2 said cheerfully from right behind the detective. Hakuba jumped, having not noticed when the other moved.

He recovered admirably though, quickly seizing the other Kuroba's face and pulling hard. And was rewarded with another pained cry, but still no mask. How...extraordinary.

"K...Kaito! What did you do?!" It seemed Aoko had finally found her voice, and was now standing angrily over the two look-alikes. The one still sitting down gave her a look of wide-eyed innocence, while the one standing grinned mischievously. Still Hakuba couldn't tell who the real Kuroba was.

"Why Aoko! What makes you think--" Kuroba1 began.

"--That I did anything?" Kuroba2 finished without missing a beat. He put on a pensive look, continuing, "Well, I mean--"

"--Anything out of the ordinary, that is," Kuroba1 picked up again, grinning smugly.

Aoko was looking back and forth between the two speakers, struck speechless again. Hakuba decided to take control of the situation. Kuroba obviously wanted to confuse them as to which one was real, but with a little patience, he'd be sure to expose the real magician.

"What is that person's name?" he shot out to Kuroba1, pointing at a random classmate. Kuroba1 glanced at the wide-eyed boy, before rolling his eyes at Hakuba.

"Kaneko Kenji, of course, best subject is history. Currently going out with--"

"Stop!" the mortified student interrupted, red-faced from embarrassment. Kuroba1 just chuckled, and Hakuba frowned. Okay, but anyone could have memorized who was in their class.

"How did you first try to throw off my suspicions about you and KID?" he challenged Kuroba2, trying to catch any sign of information being passed between the two. Only he, Kuroba, and Aoko should be able to answer that one.

Kuroba2 looked annoyed, as did Kuroba1, but Hakuba couldn't detect any signals as Kuroba2 answered.

"You handcuffed me to you during a KID heist, of course. When are you going to drop that stupid--"

"--Accusation, anyway? That was so long ago, and you haven't had anything to back it up since then!" Kuroba1 finished, and Hakuba tried not to get distracted at the double-speak.

"I know!" Aoko broke in suddenly, diving for her school bag. Both Kurobas stared in surprise after the girl, at least until she turned around with her prize in hand.

"Gaaah~! Fish!" Kuroba1 shrieked, flying out of his chair to try and become one with the far wall.

"Keep it away!" Kuroba2 whimpered, also exhibiting natural teleporting skills as he clung to his double.

Aoko looked stumped, while the rest of the class sweat-dropped. Hakuba mentally filed that away (to use at a KID heist, perhaps), before continuing his interrogation. Little details couldn't be anticipated...

"What was our Math teacher wearing on last Tuesday?" he asked Kuroba1. Both teens had relaxed as Aoko put away the fish, though Kuroba2 was still scowling at her. Kuroba1 gave Hakuba an incredulous look, before shaking his head.

"You are really weird, you know that? Lesse, he was wearing his usual white shirt, black pants, but had on new shoes, if I recall correctly."

"Satisfied?" Kuroba2 asked exasperatedly, "What are you trying to prove anyway?"

"We're both quite real, after all!" Kuroba1 added.

"Kaito! That's enough! Which one is you, anyway?" Aoko demanded angrily, hauling out her mop and waving it threateningly at the duo. Kuroba2 ducked the swing, while Kuroba1 leapt over it to cling to the ceiling in classic Kaito-fashion.

As the chase commenced, Hakuba frowned thoughtfully. The second Kuroba obviously knew something only Kuroba should, but the first Kuroba's athletic skills were on par with normal Kuroba as well. The tone of voice matched, there was no hesitation in either of their reactions to sudden stimulus, no make-up or disguise could be detected...there had to be a logical explanation!

"Kaito! I don't care which one is you! Just get back here so I can teach you both a lesson!" Aoko cried, wielding her weapon of mass cleanliness with skill. Both Kurobas were laughing, dodging, and making the girl work twice as hard to hit either of them.

"That's right!" Kaito2 said brightly as his double performed a rather spectacular slide to avoid a swipe, "There--"

"--Was something I wanted to tell you!" Kaito1 continued as Aoko turned her attention away from him. "Today is--"

"--A very special day!" Kaito2 yelped as the mop came a little too close for comfort. "Ooo, blue today?" he added from his new, prone position under the girl.

"Die Kaito!" Aoko raged, bringing her mop down on him. There was an explosion of smoke and sparkles, and as the classroom was obscured the duo's voice could be heard in unison.

"Happy April Fools!"

When the smoke cleared, the classroom was free of any magicians and the entire class was sporting eye-wateringly yellow uniforms. Hakuba didn't appear to notice his new, colorful attire, still thinking deep thoughts. Abruptly his face lit up.

"Of course! He's secretly a twin! That's how he manages to be in two places at once during the heists!" he cried, raising a fist in triumph. Aoko stomped her foot, looking disgustedly down at her own bright uniform.

"That jerk!" she harrumphed, marching back to her seat and flopping down. Amused laughter made her turn in her seat to regard her occult classmate. Akako had somehow avoided the mass color-change, and flipped her hair smugly over her shoulder.

"An amusing diversion," she murmured pleasantly. "That Kuroba-kun is quite clever."

"You could tell which one he was?" Aoko demanded, still annoyed at her friend. Akako raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"Of course, couldn't you?"

***

"Kaito, stop!"

"But Shin-chan! You were great! I didn't think you'd come!"

"Fine, I'm glad you're happy, but isn't this a bit too narcissistic, even for you?"

"But you look hot in my uniform!"

"Kaito..."

"Aw, c'mon! We have the whole day to ourselves! Let's spend it doing something fun!"

"Kaito!"

Tsu-chan: *Can't tell which is which and is just as baffled as the rest of the class, but if she's going to hazard a guess, she's gonna point at Kaito1*

Dragon-sama: Kaito1 being Kaito?

Tsu-chan: No, Kaito1 being Shin-chan. -_- *is truly bad at being a detective*

Dragon-sama: YES! *Throws a party* TSU-CHAN IS SMART! What gave it away? :D

Tsu-chan: Omg, I'm right?
Tsu-chan: 0_0

Dragon-sama: YES! :D

Tsu-chan: It was the fish, actually. He managed to say the word.
Tsu-chan: While Kai-chan usually stutters over it.

Dragon-sama: =))
Dragon-sama: I actually hadn't even considered that!

Tsu-chan: :D

A/N: It may be no where near the first of April, but it's not like everyone would read it on that day anyway, so does it really matter? *sweatdrops*