Kaito was bored and when she gets bored this meant that there was going to be trouble. Trouble that is for everyone else, especially.
And everyone that went to school with her could feel this boredom in the air and the others could feel the fear in the air. Fear that was going to get someone into trouble and cause something to happen by accident or do something stupid. And it was only a matter of time before that happened.
But little did everyone know, Kaito was not actually in the hotel anymore and she was not in a good mood at all. Kaito was rather annoyed right now and someone was going to pay for it.
"He is leaving me" she said annoyed.
She was watching Kudo Shinichi sneak out of the hotel. Sneaking out wearing a hoodie and trying to disguise himself from everyone and making sure he was unseen.
"He is actually leaving me" she said really annoyed.
Kaito was hiding in a tree(again), well several trees as she followed the detective to where ever he was going. Kaito was not impressed and she was annoyed.
"Nice try, Detective Hot-Lips. But I know the ass from miles away" she said as she but on her monocle and was becoming KID.
And zoomed in to confirm what she was thinking. She knew that there was a fair chance that he would find the tracker that she stuck of him (and the several others she stuck on everyone else) so that is why she had one of her doves follow him.
She really liked his tight ass.
Loooking at the detective's ass from a distance she gripped her hand as if she was actually squeezing his ass. It was all she could do but imagine doing it from a distance right now as she kept squeezing and squeezing.
'It was really a piece of art' she thought to herself.
Art that she wanted to steal and never give back. Art that she wanted to keep and never give away, because it belonged to her and no one else. He belonged will belong to her and nothing can get in her way.
Not even if he tried to put her behind bars. The thought of him putting her behind bars rarely crossed her mind and only made things a lot hazy for her and...!
And she was soooo not listening to music that was about asses as she stalked followed the detective to make sure he was not on to her. Or that he was not planning anything to catch KID.
She followed him onto a train station.
An empty train station.
"Now this could do" she smiled as she watched her prey.
The moment he turned into Conan, he knew that someone was watching. And he knew all too well this feeling. It was Kaitou Kid.
Who much did the thief know ?
He squeezed his passport tightly to his chest, making sure that it was still there and everything that he needed to escape the thief as well.
If the thief knew that he was Conan, then it would be likely the thief would use it against him. And this was something in his good conscious could not do. He had to get away from the problem and go back to Beika, where he could gather information that was required.
He knew he was being watched.
Shinichi facepalmed, realising that he was alone, in the middle of the night. Looking around he could see that there was little to no security and what cameras they did have where eitehr fake or broken and lying on the ground. There was no one at the station selling tickets and the vending machines were broken.
He was on the platform alone with his belongings and his train was running late. He hated that the trains were not as puntical as they were in Japan to America. He was thinking that the train could potentially be cancelled because of a murder that had recently happened. A murder that he quickly pointed out the suspect on his way to the train station and thus made him late and miss his train, several trains in fact.
Even on holiday he could not escape a case or two and what would about to happen to him now. He was about to be harrassed by "Great" Kaitou Kid, again.
He hated that he had a cold and because of that his transformation into Kudo Shinichi would be lasting longer and he was stuck like this for a while longer.
He sighed.
'Better to get this over with already' he thought to himself.
People/Detectives had been harassed enough already on this trip and he was guessing that it was his turn.
He sighed again and slumped onto the bench, and started to pretend to read the current mystery novel that he was reading.
His train was going to be at least another forty minutes, and in that short window of time was when he was beginning to actually read the dam book.
"Rather rude" said Kaito to herself.
He should be focused on her and not stuff stupid baka book that Hakubastard gave to her 'her' detective. Kaito waved her hands in annoyance just by thinking about it. Hakuba acting like they were buddies. The best of pals. Best friends for life. Like, they knew each other and had so much in common that... Ok!... So they had a few things...similar things in common. But only one of them was not a bastard and was an amazing kisser.
And a kiss was something that she desperately needed right now and she did not like being desperate. She really needed to wash the other kisses out her mouth and get over the trauma of kissing Hakuba. A trauma that she was still experiencing and that would not be over for a very, very long time.
And it dawned on her. This was something that she was never going to get over and something that would haunt her for, well, forever.
A good luck kiss, is just what she deserved, and she knew that the Detective really needed some good luck. And a new girlfriend as well. He probably had already worked out that she was Kaitou Kid and was planning doing to something with that information.
She grinned, thinking of how she already had a plan for this. A thief always enjoys the occasional blackmailing.
