AN: Since someone asked, a kitsune is Japanese for fox. They were generally seen as having some sort of magical gift in mythology, I believe. If you're really confused, Wikipedia might have a page on them.
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Handcuffs
Three detectives and a thief lazed around, sitting under a tree in the park. Conversation had jumped from topic to topic until Heiji had brought up the idea of custom handcuffs.
"I'd bet Kudo has fuzzy pink handcuffs," Kaito teased the miniature tantei.
Said detective scowled. "I could see Hattori using those ribbons he's always stealing from Toyama instead of cuffs."
"Hey!" The Osakan boy turned bright read. "Well, Hakuba would have…how can you make handcuffs British?"
"Idiot." The blonde sniffed. "What about Kuroba?" They all turned to him, contemplating different ideas.
"Hey! I try too stay away from handcuffs! Why would I own any?"
"Hnn, he has a point." Hattori conceded. With that said, he moved onto a new topic. Still, Conan sent a few glares Kaito's way.
Later on, when Hattori and Hakuba had launched into their own battle of wits, Kuroba hung back, a smile on his face.
A hand swung up and fingers wrapped around his collar, jerking him down to Conan's level.
"My handcuffs are not pink." He hissed.
Kaito shrugged. "Pink, green, same thing. They're still fuzzy."
Kudo turned bright red. "Those were Mom's!"
"Yeah, whatever." Kaito darted forward and planted a chaste kiss on Shinichi's lips.
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Uses of Handcuffs
"Ah!" The usually stoic blonde detective jerked sharply, failing to stifle a gasp as a hand ran over his body. "Hattori…release my hands, dammit." He cursed.
The dark-skinned man sitting over him smirked, gaze traveling up to the handcuffs restraining Hakuba's hands above his head. "Who would've thought you'd be the one to own fuzzy pink handcuffs.
"Shaddup." Saguru hissed, slumping back in defeat.