Disclaimer: Still not mine. Go figure.
Author's Note: Many thanks to Sarah, who pretends to be patient with me. And David, because I just know he's going to make me a website.
Feedback is a dream I once had.
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Matchmaker
Chapter 2: Kaito
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"I don't think Hakuba likes me very much."
"What do you mean?" Akako turned to see Kaito staring pensively out the window.
"He's always either accusing me of something, or avoiding me." Kaito turned away from the window. The sun cast golden lights in his hair; Akako's breath caught. "Tell me that's not the behavior of someone who hates me."
"You forgot about the part where he chases you," Akako pointed out.
"Hey! I told you, I'm not—"
"Kaitou Kid, I know." She waved a hand dismissively. "I didn't think you'd noticed."
"That Hakuba's been avoiding me even more lately?" Unaccountably, Kaito blushed. "Aoko pointed it out to me."
"I would have loved to be a fly on the wall for that conversation."
Kaito shifted uncomfortably.
Akako swiftly put one and one together and got forty-two. "You like him."
Kaito's blush deepened.
"You dog!" Akako crowed. "I didn't think you had it in you."
"Well, he is rather cute, isn't he? And intense, and sweet, and—" He broke off. "Aoko got to me," he finished sheepishly.
Ah. So Aoko had noticed as well, and had confronted Kaito about it. Good at hitting people over the head until they realized the obvious, that girl.
Akako regarded him thoughtfully. "You should tell him."
Kaito snorted. "Hakuba? Are you kidding? He'd never look at me again. Or he'd decide to just kill me and put me out of my misery."
Akako's lip twitched. "I think you should tell him," she repeated.
"He's probably not even gay."
"All that tweed?" Akako scoffed. "Trust me, he's gay."
Kaito's mischevious grin began to return. "So, you think I should tell him."
She nodded solemnly.
"I'll think about it." In one swift movement Kaito turned from the window, swept into a deep bow, and planted a kiss on the back of Akako's hand. "Thank you for the advice, fair lady."
Akako watched him go a bit wistfully. Her skin tingled where his lips had touched it.
She shook herself. She'd done the best she could; all the pieces were now in place. The rest was up to them.
It should be fun to watch the fallout.
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Notes:
Again, Akako kind of took over. I couldn't stop her! I swear! Not like I really tried...
42: The answer. The question? Who knows!
Next up: Aoko and Akako compare notes.