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Title: Role Reversal Rivalry – A Different Detective and Phantom Thief
Fandom: Detective Conan / Magic Kaito
Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Gosho Aoyama for he created the awesomeness that is Kaitou KID. Ah, and Detective Conan, too. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Tags: m/m, role swap, hurt/comfort
Main Pairing: Kaito/Shinichi
DC/MK Characters: Kudou Shinichi, Kuroba Kaito, Mouri Ran, Suzuki Sonoko, Nakamori Aoko, Nakamori Ginzo, Hakuba Saguru, Agasa Hiroshi, Kudou Yukiko, Jii Konosuke, Kuroba Toichi
Summary: What if Kaito blamed magic for his father's death and turned his back on it, instead he becomes a detective, under Nakamori's mentorship, obsessed with solving his father's murder? And what if Shinichi became obsessed with KID as a child, after the scavenger hunt, and he learned magic from Toichi, just to then pick up the mantle as a teenager?
Role Reversal Rivalry
A Different Detective and Phantom Thief
Part 4: Detective & Detective
Kaito only realized that his boyfriend was actually also a detective when the two of them went out on a date together with their friends, wanting to make their relationship public. Because yes, Kaito had fallen hard and fast for the thief who was trying to find the murderer of Kaito's father, but he didn't just want them to be sneaking around after a heist. He wanted dates.
"That's my boyfriend, Kuroba Kaito," Shinichi then motioned over at the two girls next. "Those are my oldest friends, Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko. Sonoko is my magician's assistant."
As always, Sonoko preened at that. She loved the attention and the costumes, the magic. Though the preening ended when she decided to instead investigate Shinichi's new boyfriend, circling him. Ran all the while smiled kindly at Kaito. But it was Kaito's turn now.
"My boyfriend, Kudou Shinichi, and my best friends, Hakuba Saguru and Nakamori Aoko."
"Kudou Shinichi?" Hakuba said the name in a strange way. "I've heard about you."
"My reputation as a magician precedes me?" Shinichi smiled charmingly.
"Your reputation as a detective," Hakuba's eyes bore a hole into Shinichi. "You've been helping out the police, solving mostly murders if I have that right."
Kaito's eyes widened surprised as he turned toward Shinichi. "Wait, really?"
"...Are you serious?" Sonoko raised both her eyebrows. "Yes, he is a major detective geek! It's awful! Before he became a magician, everything was about solving mysteries."
"It's not that he stopped, but at least he did stop stalking the police," Ran chuckled softly.
"Oh, oh, I have one of those too!" Aoko patted Kaito not so gently on the back. "My dad is Nakamori-keibu and Kaito has been following him around e—everywhere."
Kaito flushed but his eyes were on his boyfriend. "How has that not come up yet?"
Shinichi rolled his eyes and leaned in to whisper softly. "We were... preoccupied with other things."
Right. The heists. The stalking of the BO. Toichi's death. No wait actually. That made sense. Shinichi wanted to figure out who killed Toichi. That was... detective work. It was just that Kaito had never gotten to see Shinichi in action outside of their shared investigation.
"You're..." Saguru frowned. "How exactly did the two of you meet, if not through that?"
"A shared acquaintance," Shinichi offered a polite smile. "I... I trained under Kaito's father. And his assistant, he introduced Kaito and me. Apparently... that was what Toichi had wanted to do, before he..." Shinichi cleared his throat. "He'd wanted us to meet."
The atmosphere turned a bit more dull. Sad. Kaito cleared his throat, because he absolutely hated that. Hated pity. Had always hated it, probably always would. Instead, he sat down and motioned for the others to follow so they all could order something. They had stilted but pleasant small-talk until loud screaming interrupted them and suddenly, there was a dead body.
"Urgh, again," Sonoko rolled her eyes, just to be elbowed by Ran.
"So-no-ko," Ran hissed.
"What? It happens a lot," Sonoko shrugged. "Every time we go out with Shinichi."
Aoko blinked doe-eyed at that, nodding slowly. Her eyes wandered over to Saguru, Kaito and Shinichi, who were already out of their seats. Heading over to investigate, because the detective in them demanded it. Shinichi slipped his hand into Kaito's tugging a little.
"...So this happens a lot? People dying?" Kaito asked.
"Yes," Shinichi made a face. "It... happens less when you're around? Near never? Though I suppose the presence of three detectives was too much for fate, perhaps."
"Peculiar," Hakuba raised an eyebrow. "I didn't take you for one to believe in fate."
"Some things are impossible to explain, even for me," Shinichi forced a small smile.
Mostly Kaito. Kaito was what Shinichi couldn't explain. The way his life and Shinichi's life were entangled? How they had met and how they complimented each other? There was no logical explanation for any of it and a romantic sentiment Shinichi hadn't even known he had shone through: Perhaps it was fate. Fate for them to meet, to be together.
"Well," Shinichi grinned just a little. "This will be an interesting test to see who is the better detective, mh? I've been curious about that one myself."
It was Hakuba who heaved a long-suffering sigh. "Pardon me, I have a mild trauma from a detective in Osaka, who hounded me for months to 'compete' with me."
"My condolences," Shinichi said it with a straight face but he didn't sound sincere.
Which was about where they lost Kaito's attention because there was the dead body. And Kaito felt a little sick. He'd never actually seen a dead body before. Yes, he'd always wanted to investigate the death of his father, but... But he had learned from Nakamori-keibu, who was not in charge of homicide. So all of Kaito's detective training had been around thefts.
"You okay?" Shinichi's voice was gentle as he whispered into Kaito's ear.
"Yeah. Just... not used to the sight of dead bodies... I'm fine, Shin-chan."
Shinichi crinkled his nose cutely. The main reason Kaito called him Shin-chan because Shinichi made the cutest faces at it. The glare he threw Kaito however was very definitely a 'don't call me that' (which Kaito was absolutely going to ignore).
Hakuba was the first to speak up. "Can you tell us what happened here, miss?"
"He just... He just died," the woman still sitting at the table sobbed. "We were talking and he just..."
Shinichi was taking in the table with sharp eyes. A tea and a coffee, two plates of cake. The distraught young woman and the dead guy were the only ones who had sat here.
/break\
Kaito was good with riddles. Murder was a type of riddle, according to Shinichi, but it really wasn't for Kaito. He was a little lost on things. Or rather, too distracted by the dead body. Hakuba had an easier time staying professional around it and Shinichi seemed near not affected at all.
In the end, they had figured it out more or less at the same time. Different parts of it.
Kaito, focused on body-language, had figured out that the waitress was behaving weirdly and then swiped the phone from the cops to check, just to confirm that the victim had a lot of pictures of himself and the waitress together, but they stopped about a month ago. Which was when he'd met his current companion and started dating her soon after.
Saguru had figured out the exact time of death after they'd all concluded that it had been cyanide poisoning. It had been in the sugar, on that table, but small doses that had built up with time.
Today, however, the waitress had been pushed over the edge, by seeing her former lover with someone else and she had made a mistake, had added more cyanide than usual to the sugar holder on his usual table. She might have gotten away with it, Shinichi mused, always giving him just a little bit of it and he would have died at one point, away from her, giving her an alibi and making it downright impossible to find out where or when he had gotten poisoned.
"Jealousy is a dangerous motif," Shinichi said. "They get sloppy. Careless with rage."
"So you recommend a cold-blooded murder, yes?" Kaito cracked a grin.
"Precision, focus and attention to detail on the doer's part make it harder to figure out. Never impossible though, not for me at least," Shinichi shrugged.
"Yeah. I'm not familiar enough with poisons and their effects to have figured out all that stuff."
"But you did figure out the connection between the waitress and the victim," argued Saguru.
"Yes, wonderful. Can we do something murder-free now?" Sonoko interrupted them.
"How about some ice-cream to go?" suggested Aoko with a smile.
/break\
"I like you all detective-y," Kaito wrapped his arms around Shinichi's waist from behind. "That was actually really hot of you, you know. I mean, I see you detect here, but... it's different."
Shinichi huffed at that. They were at the Kudou manor, in the room dedicated to the murder of Toichi. He supposed there was a difference, to him taking apart age old clues on this ever same case, in here, than investigating a fresh murder scene.
"It's easier," Shinichi's voice was a low whisper. "Out there. Finding the scene, seeing all the suspects present. Seeing what happened and hearing witnesses' first-hand account. But this... it's been so long, they didn't keep record of every potential witness present and the few they did... they barely remember anything. It's all gone... so cold."
He balled a fist, shaking a little in frustration. He hated how powerless this case made him feel. Now, he knew who did it. He knew it exactly. Knew the bastard's face. But what could he do. Nothing. The Black Organization kept slipping away from them. He'd been playing the bait, trying to lure them out for so long now. It felt like it would never end.
"We'll do it," Kaito whispered warmly, pressing a kiss to Shinichi's neck. "Together."
Finally did Shinichi relax, at least a little. He leaned back into his boyfriend's embrace, closing his eyes. How was it that things seemed so much easier, so much more doable, when Kaito was with him? Like there were answers to problems he hadn't even realized.
"We will," Shinichi agreed after a moment, smiling to himself.
He wondered if Toichi could see them now? Working together, to solve his murder. The two little boys he had wanted to let meet. What expectations, Shinichi wondered, had Toichi had for them? Surely not that, certainly not detective work. Not the Kaitou KID get-up either, mh? Then again, the recordings, dedicated to Kaito... Had Toichi known he was targeted, known he would die? Had he truly wanted his son to take over as a Phantom Thief...?
"I want to try something new, next heist," Shinichi turned around in Kaito's embrace.
"Yeah?" Kaito frowned curiously, though he rested his chin on Shinichi's shoulder. "What?"
"Mh..." Shinichi smirked, near as mischievous as Kaito could. "I'll tell you, in due time. I need some things taken care of first."
"Ominous," Kaito raised one eyebrow. "I like you when you're mischievous."
"I am not," Shinichi paused, slightly dramatic. "Mischievous."
The way he said that word. Kaito huffed out a laugh at how offended Shinichi had sounded. Cute. His thief was very, very cute, regardless of how much Shinichi protested that.
/break\
Ginzo heaved a deep sigh and rubbed the bridge of his nose. How had he ended up in this situation...? Kaito, he had been one thing. Like a son to him, really. How could Ginzo not take Kaito under his wings, particularly after Toichi's untimely death?
But then that Hakuba brat. Pressure from his own boss – Hakuba's father – and then the kid also quickly became a good friend to Kaito and Aoko. So Ginzo found himself with two teen detectives trailing after him, asking too many questions and trying to take over his investigations.
And now there were three. And that just seemed like something impossible. How had Nakamori Ginzo ended up with three teen detectives sticking their noses in his cases? This one, Kudou Shinichi, came with high recommendations from Megure. He also came with Kaito's infamous puppy-dog eyes, because this kid was Kaito's boyfriend.
Ginzo sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose as he watched Kaito, Hakuba and Kudou walk around the museum like lost little ducklings, scouting the site of tonight's heist.
Author's Note: I really wanted to elaborate more on this world but then Writer's Month came up. Sooo here we are, back with more! I plan on doing three additional chapters, including this; one for detectives, one for thieves and one for magicians ;)
