Disclaimer: Magic Kaito, aka the story of how a 17 year old discovers his dead father's secret and decides to take his place once again as "Kid the phantom Thief" (also frequent guest cast in the Detective Conan series) in the hope of finding his dad's murderers, is the propriety of Gosho Aoyama (also proprietor and creator of the Detective Conan series). In other words: Not mine.
Note: I wrote this a couple of months back, and, after I'd doodled some while still writing it, it became a four parter based on four doodles that illustrated pretty well what I was aiming for. This doodles inspired the titles for each part, and are described at the beginning of each one. Hopefully, I'll put them up for you to see on my website (cf Author profile for address.)
Enjoy!
Dagron.
Un unusual heist, for a special theft.
Part One : Kaito Grins !
µInsert here image of Kaito in his school uniform, wearing a BIG grin.µ
The paper rustled as the teacher picked up her piece of chalk. She turned to the blackboard, as she jotted down some formulas, the importance of knowing how to derive a mathematical function.
The class listened, as usual, jotting down their notes, as usual, and, as was usual, the class magician, Kuroba Kaito, was doing his own thing.
Kaito grinned as he noticed Hakuba frown at him. Kaito was good at maths; he wasn't going to feign interest in the basics the teacher was waffling. And since the teacher didn't seem to mind (or bothered trying to)...
Kaito leaned back in his chair, that morning's paper spread out in front of him. Ah, the pleasure! He just needed to add a cup of coffee and a pipe, and his old man's act would be done.
Kaito scowled at the thought.
'I'm not that old!'
The messy haired seventeen year old shook his head, before proceeding to read the paper, fine print included.
Apart from a small piece on some jewel, there wasn't much of interest. As he had thought, the Newspaper hadn't had the time to mention the small case Kid had helped that sleeping Mouri guy (or should he say that detective squirt?) with.
Having finished reading faster than usual (he'd normally be gloating about one of Kid's heists), Kaito looked up to see he still had half a period to wad through. He decided to observe his classmates a bit.
The usual troublemakers were at work, passing notes and prodding each other. Some of the boys seemed to be staring more at the class beauty Koizumi more than at the blackboard. Koizumi simply looked bored by the lesson. Numbers didn't seem to be her thing... Non-occult numbers that is. Not far from her, Keiko and Aoko were sharing a whispered conversation. For once the wild-haired girl had not felt the need to take out her mop. Partly due to the fact that Kaito knew today was a fish day. He had not felt like flipping her skirt that morning.
Kaito turned his eyes towards Hakuba. The teenage detective, although already highly knowledgeable in various sciences, was paying attention to the teacher's every word, as if to make up for his frequent absences. Kaito was not impressed. Why couldn't the half-brit teen put his time to a better use, like recuperating from his oft kid-induced lack of sleep?
Then Kaito noticed something protruding from Hakuba Saguru's bag. With a spark of mischief, Kaito decided to investigate, putting one of his recently elaborated tricks to use.
With a small "Pouf!" the targeted object was in his hands.
'Oh goodie! An English paper. Maybe I can find something to tease Hakuba with!' Kaito put a sheet from his Japanese paper between him and the owner of his newly acquired read; he then proceeded to skimming through the English text.
His violet-blue eyes stopped at one point, seemed to consider for a moment, before twinkling with mirth and a bit more than simple mischief.
Kuroba Kaito could barely restrain a giggle as a daring plan took form in his head. He surreptitiously returned the paper to its owner's satchel. He had all day to start scheming. He no longer needed a distraction. Kaito's mind was swirling with all the possibilities...