Time and Space and Confrontations/Ekoda Intermission the Third

Timeframe: Distant future. Aoko is definitely still in the TARDIS after Series 5. As far as this fic is concerned, she is the Current Companion. One of these days I'll get around to writing when that came about.

Summary: Aoko has two things to talk to Kaito about. One doesn't involve any words, and the other involves very loud words of a specific nature.

Disclaimer: I don't own Magic Kaito or Doctor Who.

Notes: I almost find it amusing that Kaito is the most insane character other than maybe the Doctor, and yet I barely play with him in this fic. Really, I'm wasting him.

She couldn't believe it. She had made it. Actually made it back home right after she'd left. Considering the kind of timing she'd experienced, she considered this nothing short of a miracle.

Considering the kind of timing she'd experienced, she was going to have a chat with Hakuba-kun in the upcoming future. But that wasn't the most important thing at the moment. The most important thing at the moment was one Kuroba Kaito. She was going to bash his brains out. If he had known what purpose she was coming for, he would not have just opened his front door for her. "Aoko! What's up?"

Aoko swallowed. "Two things, and one of them is actually down."

Kaito grinned. "That's bad. That's really bad. I'd better fix it for you then." There was a small poof, and a red rose appeared in her hair. "Does that help?"

"Can I come in?" Aoko asked, not answering his question.

"Why are you bothering to ask?" Kaito responded, moving to let her in. Aoko walked in, and Kaito closed the door behind her. "Now, what seems to be the problem?" he asked, folding his arms.

"Firstly," Aoko started, and then, steeling herself, stepped forward and quickly kissed Kaito. He reacted in surprise at first, then unfolded his arms and embraced her, returning the kiss.

She broke it off quickly however, again surprising Kaito. "I hope that's not the thing that's actually down," he joked. He opened his mouth to say more, but shut it again when he saw that Aoko was about to say something.

"And secondly, WHEN THE FUCK WERE YOU PLANNING ON TELLING ME YOU'RE KAITO KID, ASSHOLE?" An unlucky boot that happened to be in the entryway flew at his head.

Kaito stepped back quickly. "Aoko, what are you on about?"

"YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I'M ON ABOUT, BASTARD!" A broom swipe on Aoko's part led to a quick duck on Kaito's.

"Aoko, remember that time that Hakuba suspected me, and there was a heist while I was standing there? And before that I was at Tropical Land with you during a heist," Kaito protested, putting his acrobatic skills to the test whilst dodging broom.

"EASILY EXPLAINED!"

Kaito balanced on the stair railing and folded his arms. "Tell me how, oh knowledgeable one."

"Time travel!" Aoko growled.

Kaito nearly fell off the railing. Aoko took the chance to fling the other boot at him. It flew wide, knocking over some sort of mechanism that Aoko didn't want to ask about. Kaito leapt down in front of her, grabbing both her arms and holding them in a tight grip, blocking her movement. "Aoko," he said, dead serious, "There's no such thing as time travel."

"Yeah there is damn it, and you've been time traveling!" she shouted, struggling against him. "You've got a Vortex Manipulator, haven't you? Or something like it!"

"Aoko, I'm not Kaito Kid. How can I be in two places at once, twice? Calm down and think rationally." Really, Kaito should've guessed that something was up when she kissed him. He just didn't think she was quite that bi-polar.

"TIME TRAVEL! YES YOU ARE, don't deny it! And if you don't stop you're going to get arrested, please Kaito I know you are!" She wrested one arm out of Kaito's grip and pulled out her cellphone. "I'll call Hakuba-kun, he'll agree with me! I know you're Kid, the databank said so, therefore you've been in two places at once, and the only way to do that is with a clone, alternate universe double, or time travel. Time travel would be the most dangerous but also the most likely, all things considering! Hell I've been time traveling, Hakuba-kun's been time traveling, why can't you have been time traveling?"

Her cellphone disappeared from her hand and reappeared in Kaito's, while his other hand loosened slightly in it's grip on her wrist. "You never disappeared like Hakuba did," he said quietly.

"Time travel," Aoko replied. "I've been having adventures for a while. So you admit it then."

Aoko's phone vanished from Kaito's hand, and she felt a familiar weight settle into her pocket. Kaito let go of her wrist and his hands were shoved into his pockets protectively. "I admit to being Kid. There was no time travel involved though."

"Then how did you do it?"

"The first time I had forty minutes. You dragged me into that movie, remember? The second time I got lucky, and someone filled in for me. Interesting theory about me being gay, by the way."

Aoko blushed. "Yeah, sorry about that."

There was a brief awkward silence. "So now what?"

Aoko hmphed. "I should think that that's obvious. We get to work."

"'We'?" Kaito questioned, sinking slightly.

"The databank said that I was implicated but nothing was ever proven. And there's a heist coming up. So let's get to work."

She started to walk past Kaito, but he stopped her. "There's no such thing as destiny you know. You can do whatever you want."

"I've been time traveling, I've had a long time to think about this. Be glad for it, at first I wanted to drag you to Dad bound and gagged, and missing some of your anatomy. I don't want to turn you in, and I don't want you to get arrested. I'd rather you weren't doing this in the first place, but I'm guessing there's not much I can say to dissuade you. There's no such thing as destiny, so I'm going to do my damnedest to stop you getting arrested from happening."

Kaito thought for a long moment. "When do I get arrested?"

Aoko glared at nothing in particular. "Amy wouldn't tell me. But we've got a couple years at least."

"Best make the most of them then." Kaito grinned, offering Aoko his arm. "Shall I escort you to the Kid Cave?"

Aoko slipped her arm into his. "I thought you'd never ask."

A revolving painting and a ladder later, Aoko found herself in a brightly lit workroom reminiscent of MI6, Q Division. She looked around in awe. "Kaito, this place is amazing! How come no one's found it before?"

Kaito jabbed his finger at a mechanism near the bottom of the ladder. "The painting was on an eight-year timer. It wouldn't release until eight years had passed."

Aoko bent down to inspect the timer. "But I've seen something like this before."

Kaito joined her, frowning. "Really?"

Aoko poked at it with her finger. "Not the whole thing, just this bit here. It looks like part of a perception filter. We ran into this group of people with a cheap, off-brand one that was quite old as well, and they needed the Doctor to fix it to do some undercover work. This bit here looks like the main chip and engine."

Kaito's frown deepened. "But if that's a chip and engine as you say, then this would probably be the battery and the wires connecting them. And this is the transmitter. And these other bits probably serve some function or other... what does a perception filter do, anyway?"

"It changes your perception. You notice that something is there, but you don't notice it. You won't put any effort into acknowledging it's existence. Amy, one of the people I was traveling with, had a whole room in her house that she didn't notice for twelve years."

"A whole room..." they said simultaneously, eyes meeting.

Kaito hectically started poking at the mechanism. "I thought there was something weird about this! I mean yeah, I could tell that it was supposed to be an eight-year timer, but I could never figure out just how, because it's not connected to a proper locking mechanism. It just looks like it is!"

Aoko raised an eyebrow. "Does it actually look like an eight-year lock, or is it just making you think it's an eight-year lock?"

Kaito sat back, propping himself up with his hands. "...Woah. We won't ever know, will we?"

Aoko shrugged. "I guess not."

Kaito snorted. "Explains a few things though. Once you went into the upstairs room when the painting was turned the wrong way, and I was panicking like you would not believe. You grabbed the book you were looking for and left, not looking at it once." Kaito quickly hopped up, brushing his hands off on his pants. "Now! Where were we before we were distracted?"

Aoko also stood up. "Just one question: how is there a car? We're not going to wonder about why at the moment, just how."

Kaito smirked knowingly at her. "Magic."

"I know you like to use that excuse, but there's no way sleight of hand got that in. How on earth did it get in here?"

Kaito scratched the back of his neck. "Honestly, you'd have to ask Dad. I'm pretty sure it was Magic though."

"Kaito, there's no such thing as Magic."

"Yeah there is. Go ahead, name something from your house. Anything."

Aoko folded her arms. "Okay. My hairbrush."

Aoko's hairbrush, complete with hair stuck in it, appeared in Kaito's hand. "There is such a thing as Magic."

He handed it to Aoko, who stared at it blinking for a few moments before slipping it into her purse. "I'll add that to my list of things to just smile and nod to, and think harder about later." She started wandering around the room, looking at the shelves and tables cluttered with junk. "But Kaito, why do you have all this alien tech lying around?"

Kaito frowned. "It isn't alien, it's Dad's stuff. I'm sure he just got it all somewhere."

"Where somewhere?" Aoko pointed at a singed bit of metal. "That's half a sonic screwdriver. And this is an anti-gravity unit," she continued, pointing at something else. "And see, you do have a Vortex Manipulator!"

"What the hell is a Vortex Manipulator?"

"Time travel! Kaito, this is all alien tech! Your dad was collecting alien tech!"

There was silence for a long time as they both thought very hard on all this. When Kaito continued to say nothing, Aoko spoke again. "Kaito, start at the beginning and tell me everything you know. Everything."

We'll just refer to the Vortex Manipulator as Schroedinger's Birthdate, shall we? Now I really want to write two things: Aoko's POV for Spare Room, and a Kaito/Jack pairing. Or Toichi/Jack. Either works. They're both kinda psychic. Reviews please?