Author's Note: Sorry for not updating for a while!! I had writer's block, grrr. Well, I'm slightly loose from it, so here's File 5!
File 5 – Watched
"What's up with you, Kaito?" Aoko asked in annoyance. "You've been daydreaming whole day, and it's not like you!"
The last bell rang not long ago, and Aoko was standing in front of Kaito with her hands on her hips. Kaito had been staring into space for some time, and even though it was a situation Aoko had hoped for a long time, it still annoyed her.
"What?" Kaito muttered, glancing up at her.
"You're doing it again!"
"Sorry, I was just thinking about the guy this morning."
"Kayton Alex? Oh, isn't he amazing? I like the name too! I wonder what his name will be if you generate it into Japanese...probably like yours!" Aoko said gleefully.
"I don't even want to know," Kaito replied in irritation. He got up, grabbing his bag, and started to head out of the classroom.
Aoko hurried to follow him. "Hey, are you mad or something?"
Kaito shook his head. He was not angry---just annoyed. He had already spent the day listening to everyone's chit-chat about 'the new foreign guy', and even Koizumi Akako was boasting how he would fall in love with her with one look (after all, every man was her slave, except Kaito).
Suddenly, Aoko stopped, and her face turned beet red as she looked down at the floor. Kaito paused too, annoyance digging deeper into him.
Alex was walking down from the opposite way, reading something. He looked up, and smiled. "Konnichiwa, Kuroba-kun, Nakamori-chan."
Aoko's mouth opened, but no word came out. Kaito blocked her sight, narrowing his eyes at Alex. Alex continued to smile. "I didn't expect a good magician like you here, Kuroba-kun."
"I'm only the greatest," Kaito told him calmly, snapping his fingers. Cards slipped out into his hand one by one from the sleeve quickly. He opened it out in a fan. "Pick a card."
Alex looked at it, and then did what he was told. He took one look at it and smiled before slipping it back into the deck. Instead of shuffling it, Kaito tossed the deck into the air, and the cards started to flutter down. He grasped one card that fluttered in front of him, snatching another at the side. "You had king of hearts, correct?" Alex nodded with interest. "And this." Kaito held up the second card, which was an ace of spade. "You slipped another card into mine, don't think I didn't notice."
"Bravo," Alex said, clapping his hands. "Definitely a great magician. But can you do this?"
"Kaito, your magic was too simple."
Kaito turned around in surprise. Aoko was staring at him, looking clueless. But he knew the voice was Aoko---and it came from behind him. Then he understood. He turned back to Alex with a snort. "That's not magic, that's ventriloquism!"
"Can you do it?" Alex asked.
Kaito wanted to---but he couldn't. He only used his voice changing ability when he was being Kid, and if he were to use it now, suspicions would be on him again. He bit his lip.
"Oh well, that's too bad. You are a good magician---maybe we can have a little competition next time." Alex snapped his fingers, and to Kaito's surprise, sparks flew from them dangerously. Then, Alex disappeared. As Kaito looked around frantically for him, he heard Alex's voice from behind, "Do you want to know what my name will be if I were to generate it into Japanese, Kuroba-kun?"
Kaito spun around to see Alex grinning over his shoulder. "I'll tell you.
"It's Kaiton Areku. Almost similar to Kaito, doesn't it?" Alex grinned. "Well, ja!" He sauntered off.
No, no, no! This guy can NOT be like me! Kaito started to storm off. Aoko was still confused. "Kaito, wait up! Why are you mad?" Just wait! I'll show you who the boss is!
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"What, you're not staying with us?" Heiji asked in surprised before he left Dr. Agasa's house with Shinichi.
"Of course not!" Kazuha retorted, standing at the doorstep with Dr. Agasa. "Who knows what will happen if a poor girl like me stays alone with two guys in a big house!"
"'Poor girl'? Hey, do you actually think we'll do something to you?" Heiji said with a laugh.
"You can't be too careful!" Kazuha folded her arms stubbornly. "I'm staying with the girls at Professor's tonight."
Heiji shrugged. "Whatever you say." He and Shinichi headed off to the house next door. Shinichi's big old house looked rather lonely, even though Shinichi had returned. It had been left empty for a long time after Shinichi had turned small. But thanks to Ran, it was kept clean.
"I wish I have a house this big," Heiji muttered in envy as Shinichi opened the door to let themselves in. "Mine's not as big as this."
"Trust me, soon you'll be appreciating smaller houses than this one," Shinichi replied, taking off his shoes. "Anyway, you can sleep in the guestroom on the first floor, not far from my room."
"Cool." Heiji walked behind Shinichi, carrying his luggage and gazing around. Then he remembered something. "Hey, who cooks dinner in this house? Don't tell me---"
"Of course not," Shinichi retorted. "I don't even know how to cook. I have instant noodles most of the time. How about it?"
Heiji let out a sigh. "I knew I should have forced Kazuha to stay with us. Hey, Kudo?"
"What?"
"How good is that girl?"
Shinichi turned to Heiji with an eyebrow raised. Heiji looked slightly worried. "You don't want to know," Shinichi replied. "Worried too?"
"No," Heiji muttered, lying. "Just---I'm just wondering if she could really stump us. I mean, we're both the best detectives in Japan---evenly," he added quickly.
"She won't," Shinichi replied firmly as he started up the stairs. "It's not like we're stupid or anything. Come on, let's not talk about this now. Are you really here for me, or Chirudo, or something else?"
"You're still so cold when you're bigger," Heiji teased. "But still look very good. All right, I admit it, I'm here because I overheard Otou-san last night about a phantom thief trying to steal a crystalline here. It's Kid, isn't it?"
Shinichi looked surprised. He had forgotten about it. "Wait, Chirudo said the White Murderer is going to steal it..."
Heiji's eyes widened. "White Murderer? You mean that famous murderer in complete white who goes around killing anybody?"
"You heard of him?"
"Of course! Otou-san worked on those cases before. It was five years ago, I think. But...why does he want to steal a crystalline? Isn't he a most wanted murderer?"
Shinichi shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe he suddenly wants to be Heisei Lupin like Kid. Typical..." Suddenly, he noticed a shade of white just outside his window. "Who's there?!" he shouted, running to it and flinging it open. But whoever that was outside was gone already, though the tree branches were still wobbling from movement.
"Someone's watching us," Heiji said gravely, peering over Shinichi's shoulder. Shinichi nodded. But who? Why does it look like Kid too? Does he have any reason to spy on me?
While Shinichi and Heiji left the window, a completely white figure stood on the highest branch of a tree, watching.
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"Hello!"
Heiji let out a yell of astonishment when Kazuha's smiling face popped up from nowhere. He overbalanced his chair and fell backward on the floor. Shinichi hopped away in startle, almost caught under him. He was holding a couple of noodle cups that were about to be their dinner.
Kazuha peered over the table to look at Heiji. "What are you doing?"
"K-Kazuha!" Heiji exclaimed in irritation, rubbing his head. "I'm the one who should be asking you that!"
"How did you get in?!" Shinichi demanded.
"Professor has a key." Ang was the one who answered. She came into the kitchen as well, carrying some bags. "We had him to get us here."
"Knew I should have taken back the spare key from him," Shinichi muttered. "What are you doing here then?"
"Don't talk to us like that, we only came to cook dinner for you just because we know you aren't going to eat anything but---instant noodles," Kazuha said, frowning at the cups. She took a bag from Ang and pushed it into Heiji's hands just as he was getting up. "Now get chopping."
"But---" Heiji started to complain.
"No buts! If you're going to eat healthy food like what your okaa-san asked you, you have to prepare it too. Come on, you too, Shinichi!" Kazuha pushed the second bag into Shinichi's hands.
Ang went to rinse her hands at the sink as the two boys grumpily began their work. She took a glimpse out of the window---and her eyes widened when she saw a white figure just springing out of her sight.
"A! It's A!"
"What?!" Shinichi, Heiji and Kazuha rushed to her as she flung open the window. They all peered out together, but there was nothing outside. "There's no one here," Kazuha pointed out.
"B-but he was there! I saw him!" Ang exclaimed.
Shinichi and Heiji exchanged glances. Both of them knew otherwise. Kazuha managed to convince Ang that she was dreaming, and they went back to work, Ang calming down a little somehow. But the two boys kept a sharp eye on the windows.